Chapter 57: Cultivate the language! Li Daoran feels a bit convenient
With that said, Li Daoran took out a token and handed it to Chen Changan.
Chen Changan reached out and took it, shook his head and said:
"there is none left."
All he wanted was to take back the realm of gods and demons.
He has no interest in taking care of other things.
"Does the sect leader have other matters? If not, then the disciple will resign."
Chen Changan asked.
Um?
Hearing Chen Changan's words, Li Daoran's brows suddenly wrinkled.
It is not that Chen Changan cannot call himself disciple.
However, as the two are peers, Chen Changan still calls himself this, which seems very alien.
Li Daoran also knew where this vitality came from.
"Junior brother, do you still hate me?" Li Daoran asked.
"Never." Chen Changan shook his head.
Regarding the original incident, Chen Changan really never wanted to say more.
He no longer cares about right or wrong.
Seeing what Chen Changan said, Li Daoran immediately understood that Chen Changan was still angry.
In this regard, he could only sigh.
After all, no matter what, Chen Changan's intelligence back then was only equivalent to that of a child.
Although his behavior was somewhat transgressive, it was not that serious.
Who can not hate being punished for ten years?'
After thinking about it, Li Daoran said:
"Yan'er will come back from 'Wenjingzhai' in a while. Let's talk about it then."
"Can."
Chen Changan nodded and did not refuse.
At this time, the back of a woman appeared in his mind involuntarily.
The woman's eyes are as cold as snow and as cold as frost!
"Besides this, there is one more thing."
"From today on, you should move out of that Scripture-Depository Pavilion."
Chen Changan shook his head when he heard this and said:
"That's no need. I've been used to it after living there for these years."
"There's no point in moving it around again."
Whether it is a humble room or a luxurious hall,
The left and right sides are just a place to stay, as long as there is a place to sleep.
There is no difference in the rest.
"That's fine, you just have to figure it out yourself."
Seeing what Chen Changan said, Li Daoran didn't pay attention, but nodded and said.
Then he said:
"Let's open the mountain gate again after a while."
"No matter how great Daozang Mountain is, it is still one of the main peaks in the sect. It is really not possible without a single disciple."
Chen Changan shook his head:
"Master, I have just made a breakthrough recently, and my realm is still a bit unstable. We will discuss the matter of recruiting disciples later."
"Besides, Master, you also know what kind of situation I am in now."
"The reason why I was able to break through was just because I was lucky enough to have enlightenment."
"I don't have much experience in the cultivation of other ways."
"Under such circumstances, why would I recruit a disciple? Am I going to mislead others?"
Chen Changan would not tell Li Daoran, he simply did not want to recruit disciples.
Not only did he not want to recruit disciples, but if it weren't for the matter in the Gods and Demons Realm, he wouldn't even bother to 'expose' his Confucian-level cultivation.
As for recruiting disciples?
Forget it.
The more disciples there are, the more causes and effects there are.
Just by accepting a little junior sister as a disciple, his life was disrupted like this.
If a few more disciples come, will this day continue?
"Well, that's okay." Li Daoran nodded, and Chen Changan seemed to have nothing wrong with him.
"But, Junior Brother Chen, can I discuss something with you?"
At this time, Li Daoran spoke again.
"The leader just says so."
Li Daoran said with some request:
"Junior brother, can you plant some literary seeds for the sect?"
"The requirements are not high. I will ask all the elders and disciples of the entire sect to stand in front of junior brother and give him a choice."
"Junior brother, if you like it, just plant it. If not, then I won't force it..."
Before Li Daoran finished speaking, Chen Changan waved his hand to him:
"Master, there's no need to read. I don't like any of the disciples in the sect, so I won't plant any more."
With that said, Chen Changan walked towards the door.
Mao Ruxue followed closely behind.
"No, junior brother, you misunderstood, what I meant was,"
"The sect will pay for it. Junior brother, every time a sect cultivates a language, the sect will give out one hundred Principle Source Stones. Junior brother, what do you think of this arrangement?"
"Huh? One hundred Origin Stones?"
Hearing Li Daoran's words, Chen Changan stopped immediately.
"Master, I suddenly feel that I like all the disciples of our sect."
"By the way, do you want to pay the Principle Source Stone in one lump sum or in installments?"
.....
Li Daoran asked Chen Changan to leave his literary talent to his disciples. Of course, he didn't ask him to go out and have sex, but to leave the 'seed'.
But to give the disciples a literary talent!
In the formless world, books can be read by everyone.
But not everyone can practice the Way of Confucianism.
If you want to practice Confucianism, you must first have a literary talent!
Only by sowing the seeds of literature can we breed literary spirit and nourish cultural context.
Only when one's cultural context is nourished can one begin to practice Confucianism.
As for literary skills, only great Confucian and Taoist masters who have reached the realm of Confucianism and above can cultivate it.
Therefore, Li Daoran came to find him.
Money is not an issue.
He only hoped that Chen Changan could develop several languages within the sect.
This would make everyone laugh.
After all, such things as literary spirit are still very powerful.
If any of the disciples of Tianshui Sect can have literary spirit in the future.
There is no doubt, even if it is only one realm.
The increase it can bring to their combat power is absolutely terrifying!
Therefore, Li Daoran was willing to pay such a high price.
Money is not a problem, this is what Li Daoran thought at the beginning
However, when Chen Changan began to sit on the Zongmen Square and began to teach his disciples the language, his idea changed.
Not because of anything else, but because Li Daoran discovered that Chen Changan's efficiency in teaching his disciples a certain language seemed to be quite high!
It often takes hundreds or even thousands of people to successfully plant an ordinary Confucian culture.
And even so, the quality of the texts planted is still different.
Some are high, some are low, and some can only be used as decorations, which can be seen but not used.
Li Daoran understood this. After all, literary spirit really only depends on fate. Not everyone is destined to become a Confucian scholar.
But what about Chen Changan's place?
So far, every disciple who has walked in front of him has not been favored by him.
Moreover, whenever he takes action against these disciples, there is no one who fails!
Li Daoran was really a little confused.
He had seen a senior Confucian scholar teach him the language, more than once.
Some of these great Confucian scholars also had relatively high efficiency, but he had never seen Chen Changan's efficiency before.
Not to mention those senior Confucians, even the great sages of the seventh realm of Confucianism, or even the sages of the eighth realm, Li Daoran has never heard of anyone who has such a high efficiency!
If literary genres could be 100% successful, why would Confucianism be in such decline today?
Could it be...!!
Chen Changan is not just a great scholar, he is actually a great sage in the seventh realm, or even a sage in the eighth realm?!
Li Daoran was frightened by his idea.
Then, he quickly shook his head and gave up this idea.
Because this is unrealistic, let alone the fact that Chen Changan is so young now, he has no potential to become a sage.
Furthermore, in the past few years, Li Daoran has not heard of any great Confucian who achieved the status of sage.
You must know that with the birth of every Eternal Realm powerhouse, big movements will occur in the world.
The birth of a sage is even more so.
Flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and even the Taoist body of the literary saint appeared to drink from it.
But there are none of these, so this is impossible!
If it is possible, then there is only the last possibility left.
That is, Chen Changan has already attained the eight realms of Taoism, so when he becomes a sage, heaven and earth will not send down visions again.
But, is this possible?
This is absolutely impossible!
Li Daoran would rather believe that there is true love in this world than believe this!
certainly.
This is not the point.
The point is, are all the disciples of my sect really so talented? Everyone has the potential to practice Confucianism and Taoism, and can they successfully cultivate a literary talent?