Elder Mingyue is dealing with several important matters seriously. The sect is restructured and distributed to the Nine Cities. As a city lord, he must treat it carefully, so he is quite busy during this time.
However, what he didn't expect was that Zhou Wenyuan actually paid an impromptu visit with a hurried look on his face. This was very strange. Zhou Wenyuan was a contemporary Confucian and a great Confucian student.
What kind of storms and waves have we not seen on weekdays? What made him so excited must be that something big happened.
"Brother Wenyuan, what happened? Are you in danger?"
The Lord of Mingyue City was a little confused, but at the same time he was ready to stand up for him. He had a good relationship with Zhou Wenyuan. Since Zhou Wenyuan came to Mingyue City, the two of them often drank and talked happily. If anyone offended Zhou Wenyuan, he would never back down.
"It's not danger, it's just that I have something important to ask of you. Brother Mingyue has known me for ten years, so you must help me."
Zhou Wenyuan waved his hand and said in an extremely determined tone.
"You said, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely take action." The Lord of Mingyue City also became serious. This was the first time he saw Zhou Wenyuan look like this.
"With Brother Mingyue's words, I feel at ease. Everything is not difficult. The only thing is, can you help me send a letter to my master? Please hurry!"
Zhou Wenyuan spoke out, randomly took out the prepared letter and handed it to the Lord of Mingyue City.
The latter fell silent for a moment.
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You've said so much just because you want me to send you a letter? Why are you so anxious just to send you a letter?
Zhou Wenyuan, are you polite? A dignified alchemy monk, one step further away is a Taoist real person. You let such a person deliver a letter?
The Lord of Mingyue City was indeed silent. He didn't know how to answer the other party. He thought something big had happened, so he asked himself to deliver a letter.
After being stunned for a moment, the Lord of Mingyue City immediately returned to seriousness and couldn't help but say: "Has the demon been born? Is the world going to be in chaos?"
The Lord of Mingyue City didn't quite believe that Zhou Wenyuan would be bored enough to entertain himself, so he couldn't help but guess whether something earth-shattering had happened.
"No, it has nothing to do with monsters. Oh, brother Mingyue, don't ask so many questions, and hurry up and deliver this letter for me. If you deliver it, don't say anything else. I will ask my teacher to personally explain some thoughts to you, and I guarantee that you will
I gained a lot.”
It's impossible for Zhou Wenyuan to tell the other party that your Taihao Sword Sect has a handyman disciple who has the qualifications of a Confucian saint, right? Isn't this a full meal with nothing to do?
After the saint passed away, all the major forces in the world wanted to get a piece of the pie. The Taihao Sword Sect most wanted to get a piece of the pie so as to achieve the goal of becoming the number one sword sect in the world.
So he won't say it, and he doesn't dare to say it. If he says it, it will definitely spread out. Not only is he afraid of being noticed by Taihao Sword Sect, but he is even more afraid of being snatched away by other schools. Who can bear this?
He couldn't accept it anyway.
"Is this true?"
The Lord of Mingyue City was a little surprised. Sending a letter was nothing, but he didn't expect that the other party could actually invite a great scholar of the time to explain his thoughts to him. This was very important to their monks.
After the Golden Elixir, one needs to understand the Tao on the path of cultivation, and enlightenment really depends on Confucianism. Therefore, after arriving at the Golden Elixir, many monks like to communicate with Confucian monks, hoping to gain inspiration and insights.
It’s just that there are indeed too few great Confucians in the world. There is a Confucian saint who suppresses all luck. As a result, few scholars in later generations can step into the realm of great Confucianism. Zhou Wenyuan’s master, Gu Yun, was a great Confucian, and he is one of the few scholars today.
A great scholar.
"Brother Mingyue, when did I, Zhou, deceive you? Please help me send this letter away."
"Send it to the Xianyun Courtyard in Kyoto of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Zhou Wenyuan spoke hurriedly. He really didn't want to waste any time now, he just wanted to hurry up.
"Okay! In that case, Brother Wenyuan is waiting for me."
The Lord of Mingyue City took over the job, took the letter in his hand, and then disappeared directly into a rainbow. He was so fast that he couldn't see clearly. There was only a ray of light. When some monks in the city saw this scene, they couldn't help but be curious and attracted a crowd.
Some guesswork.
Seeing the Lord of Mingyue City leaving, Zhou Wenyuan did not waste any time and hurriedly walked towards the academy.
When he arrived at the academy, he learned that Song Zhishu was reading some books. Zhou Wenyuan did not disturb him, but waited quietly outside.
He just wants to delay time now, so that Song Zhishu does not leave Mingyue Academy, and waits until his master arrives quickly, so that the matter can basically be settled.
So, about six hours later.
Great Zhou Kyoto.
The majestic and majestic ancient city appeared in the eyes of Mingyue City Lord. He is the elder of Taihao Sword Sect. He carries the elder's order and can directly pass through the ancient city. However, flying with swords is not allowed in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This is the iron rule of the dynasty, even if it is an immortal sect.
Also comply.
Entering the city, the Lord of Mingyue City walked extremely fast. This was the magical power of the Taoist sect, shrinking the ground into an inch.
In less than two sticks of incense, the Lord of Mingyue City finally came to Xianyun Courtyard. This place was the residence of Gu Yun, the current great scholar of the Zhou Dynasty. It was usually used to receive some friends, or to gain enlightenment and meditate.
Therefore, the courtyard is elegant and simple. There are several guards standing outside the door to guard the entrance and exit. When the Lord of Mingyue City arrives, the guards will notify him immediately.
Not long after, the Lord of Mingyue City walked into the other courtyard. To be honest, even though he was an alchemy monk, he was still very excited for a great scholar. The alchemy monk seemed to be very strong, but there were not many in the world.
But the great Confucians are different. When the saint was alive, there were only sixty or seventy great Confucians in the world, scattered throughout the world. The entire Zhou Dynasty only had thirty-three great Confucians, and a group of them were already old and were about to reach their end.
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After the saint passed away, I heard that there were a few more great scholars, but the number was still rare, much more precious than the alchemy monks.
A great scholar's status can at least be equal to that of a true elder of the Taihao Sword Sect. This is just an equal name in terms of status, but in fact the influence of a great scholar is definitely greater than that of a true elder.
Even if a great scholar like Gu Yun comes to Taihao Sword Sect, if the leader has nothing important to do, he will still meet him in person.
There is no way. Confucian and Taoist monks have extremely high ideological attainments. In the words of monks, they have absolute understanding and insight into Tao. The higher the cultivation level of monks, the more they need to understand Tao. It is no longer a simple absorption.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so simple.
Naturally, Confucianism is very important to Taoism and to the powerful people in the world. No force is willing to offend Confucianism unless it is a matter of life and death, unless it involves a dispute over fate or a sectarian dispute.
With some expectations, the Lord of Mingyue City came to the other courtyard and saw a figure from a distance, a short old man, sitting in the pavilion, reading an ancient book.
"Ping'an, King of Taihao Sword Sect, has met Mr. Gu Yun."
The Lord of Mingyue City walked quickly and bowed slightly to Gu Yun.
Gu Yun is a bit short, and his clothes are very simple, but he is very neat. Although he looks a bit bohemian, he is not dirty at all. This is something that Confucian gentlemen pay attention to, and his appearance is neat.
"Lord Mingyue City, I heard Wen Yuan mention you. You and Wen Yuan have a very good relationship. Why did you come to visit me so suddenly? Is Wen Yuan looking for me in an emergency?"
Guyun Daru's voice sounded calm, with a gentle smile on his face as he looked at the Lord of Mingyue City.
"Mr. Gu Yun, Brother Wenyuan has something urgent to do, but I don't know what it is specifically. Please keep this letter."
The Lord of Mingyue City must be older than Gu Yun in actual age, but he is not as mature in thought as Gu Yun. After all, immortal cultivators often meditate and practice, sitting for more than ten years at a time. Naturally, this age is not considered age. In addition to his cultivation level
Apart from promotion, there is no gain in experience.
"Excuse me, sir."
Guyun Daru was a little curious. He took the letter and opened it in front of the Lord of Mingyue City without saying anything.
"Sir, do you need me to avoid you?"
The Lord of Mingyue City stood in front of the other party and asked subconsciously. After all, seeing Zhou Wenyuan in such a hurry, as if there was something shocking, he could see the letter in this way, so he spoke.
"A gentleman is not careful."
Gu Yun, the great scholar, spoke calmly, quite like a great scholar, which made the Lord of Mingyue City couldn't help but praise him in his heart. Of course, he also realized it and did not read the content of the letter.
However, after the letter was opened, Gu Yun's expression also changed subtly.
[Teacher! Discover the appearance of a saint! Come quickly! Students can’t hold it back!]
With just one sentence, Guyun Daru had some changes. He was quite proud of Zhou Wenyuan, his student. He also knew that Zhou Wenyuan never liked to exaggerate things. To be able to make him say such a thing really made Guyun Daru
Somewhat curious.
Immediately, he slowly unfolded the rice paper, and with just one glance, Gu Yun Da Ru's unwavering eyes instantly revealed a look of horror.
The next moment, a voice sounded.
"Lord Mingyue City, please step aside."
The voice sounded.
It was the great scholar Gu Yun who spoke out.
Lord of Mingyue City: "???"
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There will be more later, but it will be very, very late.