Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 25: I’m not proud of myself

Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes, Ji Zhong heard the movement and rushed up.

"Young Master, are you awake? Let me tell you something..." Ji Zhong looked excited.

"You have understood the Nine Swords of Dugu!" Chen Luo said quickly, Ji Zhong's face froze, a sentence was gagged in his mouth, and after a while, he said slowly, "How do you know?"

Chen Luo sat up and put on an inscrutable expression: "I wrote all the books, you get insights from them, how could I not know?"

"However, getting an understanding from the book is something that can only be done by classics!"

Chen Luo glanced at Ji Zhong lightly: "Why can't "Swordsman" be a classic?"

Ji Zhong seemed to have been struck by lightning and froze for a while. Before, he was only attracted by the prose of "Swordsman", and he fell into the story step by step, unable to extricate himself. Now that he thinks about it carefully, every character in the book is vivid, and the love, hate and hatred seem to be right in front of him. Why can't a book like this become a classic?

Ji Zhong looked at Chen Luo again, with a hint of awe in his eyes. Regardless of whether he recognizes it or not, he can comprehend something from the book, which shows that Tiandao has recognized the classic status of "The Swordsman". And those who can write classics...

As Ji Zhong introduced to Chen Luo before, Confucian disciples are qualified to write books only if they have crossed the triple mountains and seas and reached the "Preaching Realm". In addition to Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism practitioners who can write classics will not be low in status.

"Who exactly is the son?" Ji Zhong had this question for the first time in his heart.

At this time, Chen Luo was recalling the conversation between Cai Daizong and himself.

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The time goes back half an hour, in the dreamland of flowers.

"What's the matter? Why do I suddenly have the practice of Dugu Nine Swords in my mind?"

The black cat licked his paws to himself: "What's so strange about this? Someone learned this kung fu from "The Swordsman", and of course you, as the author, learned it yourself."

Chen Luo looked puzzled: "Can my book be understood by others?"

"Of course. And reading your book, you can also get mortal qi from it. As long as you find the Tao, other people can also learn and practice with mortal qi."

"Wait a minute." Chen Luo was a little stunned, "Can other people understand the red dust from reading the book I wrote?"

"Isn't this the rule of Heaven? All the classics, as long as you recite them, you can gain strength from them. Of course, the books you wrote are also listed here!"

Chen Luo's heart was a mess. what is this? Shared cheats?

The black cat's movements suddenly stopped, and the pupils were out of focus for a moment before returning to normal. It looked at Chen Luo and said again: "Master, the spirit of the secret realm let me tell you, don't worry."

"As long as you have found the correct 'Dao', Master, you are the ancestor of the Dao, a line of saints."

"The more people who walk this path, the stronger you will only become."

"So, go and find that 'Dao'. As long as that 'Dao' is determined, this secret realm will truly be your help!"

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"Dao!" Chen Luo muttered to himself.

"Young Master?" Seeing that Chen Luo was lost in thought, Ji Zhong pushed Chen Luo lightly. Chen Luo recovered and suddenly asked, "Can you use the Nine Swords of Dugu?"

Ji Zhong shook his head slightly: "There are only moves, no luck. I tried to use Haoran Righteousness, but I couldn't merge at all! By the way, son, look..."

Ji Zhong stretched out his hand and condensed the colorful mist the size of a soybean: "This is what I learned from the book, what's the use of this?"

"Well, actually..." When Chen Luo was about to find an excuse to perfunctory Ji Zhong first, Xiao Huan suddenly rushed in.

"Young master, Master Li of the county government office is here, let you go with him to attend the ceremony of choosing the master of the literary heart..."

"Wen Xin choose the master? Isn't it tomorrow?" Chen Luo was taken aback and looked at Ji Zhong. Ji Zhong touched his head embarrassedly, and whispered, "Young Master, you are competing with me, your soul is affected, and you have been in a coma for a day and a night..."

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Wen Xin chose to officiate at the Confucian Temple Square in the east of the city. It is also a place for young children to be enlightened. Every autumn, there will be Xuezheng reciting the classics here. Now that I think about it, that school and government should all be Confucian masters who have at least crossed the mountains and seas, and have reached the "enlightenment", in order to help the young children of the human race to develop the talent of "reading through".

The plaza is very large and can accommodate about 2,000 people. Master Li told Chen Luo that in order to participate in the selection of the officiating ceremony in Wan'an County, two conditions must be met.

First, the noble and righteous spirit is born in the body, but the highest can not exceed the poetic realm;

Secondly, some of the three straight generations were born in Wan'an County, and the participants were no more than 20 years old.

"In this way, there are a total of 836 Confucian scholars who are really qualified to participate." Master Li said with a smile.

As Master Li walked from the avenue in the middle of the square to the viewing platform, Chen Luo felt as if he was in a pine forest. These young Confucian scholars, no matter their clothes are luxurious or shabby, everyone has their chests raised, their eyes are firm, as if a righteousness is rising from the top of their heads.

"Heavy snow weighs on the green pine, the green pine is straight and straight!" For some reason, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

"That's great..." Chen Luo sighed.

Ji Zhong seemed to have heard Chen Luo's intentions, and said in a low voice: "No matter what happens in the future, it doesn't matter whether it is a struggle for power or profit, or corruption. The most charismatic person."

While speaking, Chen Luo had already boarded the viewing platform. There were also some people on the viewing platform, all of them famous people in Wan'an County. Chen Luo's predecessor had been staying at home and rarely dealt with outsiders, so Chen Luo just bowed to everyone perfunctorily and found a corner position by himself. On the contrary, many people looked curiously at this "resurrected" Chen family's little patriarch, and their eyes were full of inquiry.

"Young Master, here we come." Ji Zhong reminded, Chen Luo followed Ji Zhong's reminder and looked up at the sky, Wei Yan held a jade box in his hand and stood on the ancient carriage of "Zhu Yu Za Gai" and came slowly , Cai Tongchen is walking on the blue clouds, supporting the ancient chariot.

The entire Confucian Temple Square fell silent for a moment.

Wei Yan and Cai Tongchen came over the square and slowly landed on the high platform of the Confucian Temple. Wei Yan took a step forward, opened his mouth slightly, but made a thunderous sound.

"There is a question from the Confucian school, what is a scholar?"

All the Confucian scholars in the audience opened their mouths, as if one person uttered their voices, and their voices entered the sky~IndoMTL.com~ Set up your mind for the heaven and the earth! "

"Life for the people!"

"For the sake of the past!"

"Peace for all the world!"

Wei Yan stepped forward again and said——

"The ancients said that death is immortal, what does it mean?"

"The supreme leader has established virtue, followed by meritorious deeds, and secondly has established words. Although it will not be abandoned for a long time, this is called immortality."

"Now there are great teachers and great Confucians who have transformed the way of life, and united the immortal mind of writing and writing."

"If there is someone who inherits the Tao, the great Confucian can be expected!"

"May all living beings live up to the way in their hearts!"

After Wei Yan finished speaking, he bowed his head. All the Confucian scholars in the audience returned to worship at the same time, and the words in their mouths sounded like war drums.

"Don't dare to lose the world! Don't dare to lose the common people! Don't dare to lose the sages! Don't dare to lose the world"

Wei Yan opened the jade box in his hand, and the blue light suddenly burst out. A jade-colored ball the size of an apple slowly floated up from the jade box, and at the same time, the sound of reading the classics could be faintly heard.

"Choose the master of the text, open!"

Wei Yan pointed at the Wenxin, and the Wenxin exploded, turning into countless blue lights and falling down in front of every scholar, turning into a small table with the Four Treasures of the Study on the table.

"What does this mean?" Chen Luo was puzzled, and Ji Zhong explained, "This is Wenxin's exposition. Students use the four treasures of the study transformed by Wenxin to write down their pursuits. Among them, the most in line with Wenxin's articles are will be selected."

But right here, a blue light suddenly landed in front of Chen Luo, turning into a small table with the four treasures of the study.

Chen Luo was taken aback, looked at Ji Zhong, Ji Zhong waved his hands repeatedly: "My ancestors never came to Wan'an County, this is not for me."

Chen Luo is at a loss: It's not for you, is it for me?

I'm not proud of myself!