Chapter 96: The bell of the town is ringing, piercing the sky!
After the fifth level of painting, there is no way to go.
Therefore, if Gu Changsheng wants to become a saint in this world, the first major problem he must solve is to resume the path of painting and create a new path to sainthood.
But how difficult is this road?
After five thousand years of human race, the first saint came out and opened up the road of Confucian saints!
Hua Taoism has only been around for two or three thousand years, and it is still dependent on Confucianism and Taoism.
Even if there is a painting saint, it will not be Gu Changsheng's turn.
But I don't know why.
Changsun Sheng always had wonderful confidence in Gu Changsheng.
Moreover, he does not think this is blindness. After all, he is a great scholar, especially a fifth-grade great scholar.
The awe-inspiring righteousness in Changsun Sheng's chest has already been vaguely aligned with heaven and earth, coupled with the unique effect of Changsun Sheng's "Confucianism and Taoism".
His so-called inspirations are not unfounded, but actually have a chance of happening in the future.
But there is no need to explain these things to others.
But, even so.
Jiang Xue was still a little stunned when she heard the teacher's comments about her junior brother.
"Five years from now, will there be another great scholar?"
Jiang Xue was a little confused.
Although he also admired Gu Changsheng quite a lot.
But the teacher's evaluation of the junior brother was a bit too exaggerated.
"Junior brother has just reached the ninth rank."
The path of spiritual practice becomes more difficult as you go higher.
If you are extremely talented, you can go from unqualified to top grade in just one day.
However, reaching the ninth level, no matter how outstanding it is, will always take several days or even months of effort.
And so on.
Rank nine to eight, no matter how amazing and talented the person is, they will always need one or two years.
From the eighth grade to the seventh grade, it will take three to five years or even five to seven years.
From the seventh grade to the sixth grade, it takes more than ten years.
There are also countless great scholars who have been stuck in the sixth to fifth grades for decades and even died without being able to break through!
And my teacher actually thinks that my junior brother will become a great scholar in five years?
Jiang Xue shook her head.
He originally thought that his character could be called heroic and arrogant.
Unexpectedly, my teacher turned out to be crazier than me.
"Sure enough, people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured."
Jiang Xue muttered silently in her heart.
"Why, Zhongxuan, do you think what my teacher said is wrong?"
Changsun Sheng glanced sideways at his beloved disciple.
Jiang Xue quickly shrank her head.
All students in Nankang know that their senior brother is unique in his literary and military skills, so he really wants to take action.
Looking at Nankang Mansion, there are few people with less than a thousand households who can compete with him. With the blessing of a true eighth-grade perfect martial artist, with the blessing of family martial arts skills, even a seventh-grade demon king can compete with him.
But only Jiang Xue knows.
Half of my martial arts skills are from my family.
The other half were taught by the teacher in front of me, Chang Sun Sheng!
"I don't dare, I don't dare, it's just..."
Jiang Xue thought for a while and used a more euphemistic metaphor.
"Teacher, what you said is too exaggerated. Rather than achieving the expectation of becoming a great scholar within five years as you mentioned, teacher, I think it is more likely that my junior brother will write a work that will help the country now!"
"You are an evil disciple. If you still do what you have done to control the country, my teacher will say that you have never calmed down in the past few years and that you are ignorant and incompetent!"
Hearing Jiang Xue's words, Changsun Sheng almost laughed out of anger.
These are two completely different things that cannot be compared.
To conquer a country, you need the right time, place, and people. Not only do you need talent and learning, but you also need the right opportunity to seize that glimmer of inspiration.
But Confucianism and Taoism are different!
There is Nankang Tower, a holy place for Confucianism and Taoism.
Gu Changsheng studied in this Nankang Building for five years, which is actually equivalent to ordinary Confucianism outsiders who studied for decades.
Coupled with Gu Changsheng's own talent, it is not an impossible task for Nankanglou to emerge from seclusion in five years and become a great scholar!
After hearing Chang Sun Sheng's explanation, Jiang Xue finally understood. Then she suddenly realized and was about to speak again.
"clang!"
In the distance, there was suddenly a melodious bell that rang suddenly!
At this moment, the news spread throughout Nankang Mansion.
But Jiang Xue and Changsun Sheng were both stunned.
You know, the two of them are in front of Nankang Tower, which is the place where the humanitarian culture of Nankang House is protected.
Under normal circumstances, before and after arriving at Nankang Tower, it would be difficult for any vision of heaven and earth to reach here.
The only vision that can be transmitted is...
"The creation of Zhenguo was born?"
"The kingdom's bell rings?"
Jiang Xue and Chang Sun Sheng both raised their heads and looked in disbelief at the direction where the Zhenguo bell was ringing.
Changsun Sheng was okay, but Jiang Xue's eyes almost popped out.
"No, I'm right. Junior brother really wrote a masterpiece that helped the country, right?"
…
at the same time!
Tianjing City!
"clang!"
"clang!"
"clang!"
Following Gu Changsheng, above the sea of clouds, he began to comprehend the heaven and earth, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and cultivate the cultural aura. When he wanted to see how much cultural aura he could contain when he was in the ninth rank.
As the visions gathered, auspicious clouds rolled, and the shadow of the Zhenguo Bell gradually solidified.
The capital of the Zhou Dynasty, the sky above Tianjing City.
The shadow of Zhenguo Zhong was also activated and appeared!
Thousands of feet of golden light illuminated the heaven and earth, making the entire Tianjing City look like daylight.
"This... the three rings of the Zhenguo Bell?"
"Another famous piece of country-building poetry has been published!"
Every scholar in Tianjing City was a little dumbfounded.
Tianjing City was the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty and a place where culture and culture gathered.
But since the empress ascended the throne, there have been two masterpieces of national governance in the country, but none of them came from Tianjing City!
That's all.
As the shadow of the Zhenguo Bell solidified, the sound of the Zhenguo Bell stirred the sky.
Tianjing City, in Wendao Academy.
A well-known student from Taoist Academy turned green!
Just because their teachings have been verified.
"This famous work of conquering the country comes from Nankang Prefecture?"
…
In Tianjing City, no matter whether they are scholars or warriors, whether they are civilians or officials.
The moment Zhenguo Zhong appeared, they all used their own channels to do it in the shortest time and as quickly as possible.
Find out where this His Majesty's second piece of work on the country since he ascended the throne came from.
Of course, they still did not forget it, and they immediately started writing and writing memorials to be sent to the palace.
However, compared to the boiling of the entire Tianjing City.
At this moment, deep in Tianjing City, in the deep palace with many mountains.
The current empress looked at the memorial in her hand with a gloomy face and cold beautiful eyes.
The coldness in a pair of phoenix eyes almost turned into water droplets!
"A drought has broken out in Annan Prefecture, and 30,000 people have been displaced. They need to move to neighboring Wenping Prefecture. Are you seeking an edict to set up Yiyang Army, commanders, and officers in Yiyang County, Xin'an County, Wenping Prefecture?"
"These people really don't understand me, do they?"