Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Five Chances of Chaos Lotus Seeds [Tenth More]
Having said this, Chen Shaojun once again held the white jade spring and autumn pen in his hand and continued to write.
Hum, the void trembled, and the huge pressure came one after another, like a sea wave. However, the white jade spring and autumn pen in Chen Shaojun's hand remained as motionless as a rock, forcibly withstanding the heavy pressure.
“The mantis is trying to act like a chariot, and he overestimates his own capabilities!”
The ancient evil thoughts were condescending and saw this scene clearly, and sneered, full of disdain.
Not everyone can break the gap between realms. From ants to immortals and even gods, no one can escape the shackles of the rules, even if it is the same. How can Chen Shaojun, a little Confucian and Taoist master, break this indestructible gap?
What about the shackles? Is it really just a matter of passion and courage?
On the other side, Chen Shaojun was sitting cross-legged, no longer caring about so much.
The mountain-like pressure was endless, all hitting the white jade spring and autumn pen in his hand, as well as his thin body. This is the power of rules at the level of various disciples. This is the power derived from the great road of heaven and earth. Anyone who challenges this kind of
People with strength will suffer backlash.
Tick tock!
Blood seeped out of Chen Shaojun's ears, and his eyes began to become bloodshot, but Chen Shaojun turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye.
Only by killing one's own body can one achieve benevolence, and by sacrificing one's own body can one achieve righteousness. If there is no such will to kill one's own body and sacrifice one's own life, how can one continue to write the chapters of the Masters and restrain all evils?
Chen Shaojun's hair was flying, his clothes were fierce, and he was already prepared for the worst.
Chen Shaojun's body was trembling, and his breath quickly became weak, but the pen in his hand remained stable and he did not put it down.
The ancient elf saw the bloodshot eyes in Chen Shaojun's ears, and his eyes were full of pity, but he could only sigh deeply.
All the pressure can only be borne by the thin Confucian and Taoist boy in front of him. He alone maintains the lives of everyone.
Life? Or death?
And this... is the price he must pay.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!
The leaders of the ancient Taoist sect were like this back then, and so is Chen Shaojun today!
Heavy pressure was like a mountain squeezing from the front. Even Chen Shaojun's whole body bones began to rattle under this pressure, but the white jade Spring and Autumn Pen in Chen Shaojun's hand was still difficult to move.
Outside the barrier of the various disciples, the wind was strong, the air current was turbulent, and the ancient evil thoughts burst out into bursts of crazy laughter:
"Hahaha, stupid!"
But Chen Shaojun just turned a deaf ear and continued to concentrate on the white jade spring and autumn pen and the sacred objects in his hands. He continued to write, click, and only heard a crisp sound. In the face of the terrifying resistance, a rib on Chen Shaojun's left chest broke instantly.
, a stream of blood instantly poured out from the corner of his mouth.
"Master!"
When the ancient elf saw this, his heart tightened.
However, at this time, there was only one thought left in Chen Shaojun's mind, and he could no longer hear the movement from the outside world.
burn one's boats!
that is it!
They have no way out.
Give it your all and leave no trace behind!
Chen Shaojun completely gave up.
Buzz, in a matter of seconds, there was a rattling sound in Chen Shaojun's body. The injury was getting more and more serious, and when he was about to be unable to hold on, suddenly, without any warning, there was a little golden sound deep in Chen Shaojun's mind.
Light suddenly appeared.
Chen Shaojun didn't pay attention at first, but the next moment, an old, familiar voice seemed to penetrate through time and space, and suddenly sounded in his mind:
"Boy..."
With these two simple words, an invisible force burst out. Chen Shaojun felt that his injuries suddenly improved a lot. Chen Shaojun trembled all over, and at the same time he also recognized the identity of the voice.
"Mr. Lu!"
Chen Shaojun's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face. The loud and powerful sound that suddenly sounded at this time was none other than Lu Xinggui, whom he had met once before in the temple.
And as if responding to his thoughts, in the depths of his mind, the golden light quickly became brighter. Just in the blink of an eye, the golden light changed rapidly, and finally appeared in Chen Shaojun's eyes.
, turned into a chaotic lotus seed, and streams of white light spewed out from the center of the lotus seed, looking extremely holy.
"how come--"
Chen Shaojun was no stranger to the chaotic lotus seed in front of him. When he first entered the temple to transform his cultural energy, this chaotic lotus seed had helped him obtain the Wen Dao Sword.
It's just that Chen Shaojun always thought that the Chaos Lotus Seed given to him by Lu Xinggui had been used up at that time, but he didn't expect that the Chaos Lotus Seed had always been there, and it was in the depths of his mind, suddenly appearing at this moment.
In Chen Shaojun's mind, the light emitted by the chaotic lotus seed gathered together, and soon a miniature land turtle appeared. It was just different from what Chen Shaojun had in mind. At this time, the land turtle's eyes were sharp and his expression was extremely serious.
:
"We don't have much time. The situation is urgent. Listen up, kid. When I met you at the Holy Temple that day, I had already predicted that you would suffer such a calamity. That golden lotus was not to help you get rewards from the Holy Path, but to help you.
Stop this disaster."
"The evil thoughts in the outer starry sky are extremely evil. In the past, it was arrogant and domineering and wanted to eat Zhu Zi, but was injured by Zhu Zi. It was filled with anger and ate all the disciples of Zhu Zi. It traveled thousands of miles and killed many Confucian and Taoist scholars.
The great Confucian, the great master, has caused boundless calamity!"
"I was swimming in the pool in front of Zhu Xi's holy residence that day, so I knew about this matter, and was taught by Zhu Xi. I opened my spiritual wisdom, understood the holy way, and accepted Zhu Xi's magic. I can also be regarded as Zhu Xi's disciple. In the past,
This is why the sages respect me."
"Zhu Xi was very worried about this matter at that time, and predicted that this beast would appear again in the future, and there would be another calamity in the human world, so he left an opportunity for me."
Traveling on land on the Turtle Road.
"!!!"
Chen Shaojun was shocked when he heard this cause and effect.
At the Holy Temple, although he felt that Lu Xinggui was special to him, Chen Shaojun did not expect that there was such a layer of cause and effect. However, Chen Shaojun did not ask out loud. He knew that this was just the Lu Xinggui from the Holy Temple who had left it in his body.
It's just a mark of consciousness.
And the rich voice of the land turtle continued to be heard in his ears.
"Remember, the Chaos Golden Lotus has the same cultivation level as me. After you fuse it, it will give you the realm and strength of a Confucian and Taoist great master. But remember, the Chaos Golden Lotus is only as effective as half a stick of incense.
It’s just time, after half a stick of incense, this mark will disappear completely, and you will become extremely weak."
"In other words, you only have one chance. No matter what, you must defeat the evil demon! If even you fail, then I'm afraid... it will really be a catastrophe for the world!"
Traveling on land on the Turtle Road.
"Chen Shaojun, are you ready?"
Rumbling, at this moment, another burst of violent roaring came from above the head. The awe-inspiring righteousness outside Chen Shaojun's body continued to be consumed, and the entire void began to tremble violently again.
"Ready."
Chen Shaojun nodded and said without hesitation.?
The next moment, boom, in Chen Shaojun's eyes, the chaotic golden lotus exploded fiercely, and a powerful literary energy that exceeded Chen Shaojun's imagination burst out from it, and quickly merged with the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body.
Together.
In an instant, Chen Shaojun felt hot all over his body. At the same time, the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body began to surge violently, and countless tadpole-sized words quickly appeared, which were countless subsets of classics and history.
The thousand-year-old king, the eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, Lu Xinggui has lived much longer than Chen Shaojun imagined. It once existed in the era of Zhuzi, was educated by Zhuzi, read countless classics, and listened to Zhuzi's lectures
Tao, not to mention later, there were sages like Xunzi who exchanged knowledge with it.
To a certain extent, Lu Xinggui is the most orthodox Confucian and Taoist master, and he is also the most senior one.
If it weren't for the fact that he was born in a different category and had limited qualifications that prevented him from reaching a higher realm, with Lu Xinggui's rich literary spirit and his attainments in Confucianism and Taoism, he would have already become a saint and a sage and reached a higher realm.
Chen Shaojun had no time to think about it at this time. The power given by Lu Xinggui in the Chaos Lotus Seed was far richer and more powerful than he imagined. Chen Shaojun must concentrate all his attention to bear this power.
"This is Xiao Shao, that is Da Shao..."
Rumor has it that the music listened to by the sages in ancient times has all been lost since ancient times, and what is handed down now is no longer the original version.
"Unexpectedly, Senior Lu has actually read the original version. This is "Zhuzi Chunqiu". I once heard my father mention that hundreds of years ago, the Confucianism and Taoism of the Shang Dynasty, the Confucianism and Taoism of other countries, and even the Confucianism and Taoism of the entire human world.
All Taoists united to find this book "The Spring and Autumn Annals of Zhuzi", but after spending decades in vain, it was unexpected that it was actually in the minds of Zhuzi."
"The Travels of Saint Confucius, isn't this a short diary written by the seventy-two saints? Saint Confucius never recorded his travels to various countries, but some of the seventy-two disciples did record it. But it has not been lost.
Yet?"
Chen Shaojun became more and more surprised.
Any of the collections of classics and history that Lu Xinggui had read was priceless among Confucianism and Taoism. Chen Shaojun felt that his literary quality had risen sharply just by looking at some incomplete words, and his understanding of Confucianism and Taoism had also deepened a lot.
, even the Grandmaster realm, which had just been broken through and was not too stable, benefited from this and became completely stable.
Not only that, when Chen Shaojun looked around, he suddenly saw thousands of strings appearing in the empty space around him.
"This is the rule between heaven and earth."
At this moment, Lu Xinggui's voice came to Chen Shaojun's ears:
"Confucianism and Taoism are uniquely endowed, far surpassing Taoism in this aspect. When you reach the realm of a great master, you will naturally understand it, and at the same time you will also be able to initially acquire the ability to speak the Dharma."