v4 Chapter 241： I have 36 great Confucian disciples? (2 in 1 large

Wanren Mountain.

Looking at the newly sent "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Han Qingzhu nodded with satisfaction.

Right, this Ma Chao wrote very neatly!

Maybe there will be a Meng Qiying soon.

If there is no accident, the role of this **** will be "chasing and fighting".

Han Qingzhu shook the manuscript in his hand, handed it to Xiao Qi, and instructed: "Try it immediately and send it to the whole army!"

Xiao Qi took the manuscript, said yes, and hurried out.

Han Qingzhu's face suddenly became solemn, and he tapped the table with his hand.

"Tian Yusu! Dongcang City!"

"I don't know if it will help those boys!"

...

At this moment, Chen Luo looked at the thirty or so dead people in front of him, and almost spit out blood.

Is this the good "seedling" that the Minister of War said in the letter?

Did I misunderstand what Miaozi meant?

Shouldn't the seedling be that young, lively, and vigorous?

What a bunch of old grandpas!

The one on the left, the wrinkles on your face have blocked your eyes.

The one on the right, can you stand up by yourself? Need someone to help you speak up!

Chen Luo looked suspiciously at the captain in charge of the transportation.

The captain of the school also smiled awkwardly: "Master Hou, the military minister asked me to tell you that these are all good seedlings, and they must be cultivated well."

Cultivation?

I admit it, okay?

Soldier, what do you mean!

Just when Chen Luo was speechless, one of those old people who seemed to be the leader stood up and saluted Chen Luo: "Master Hou, I don't want to bother, it's just that the military orders are hard to disobey."

"Excuse me, Lord Marquis, to arrange an empty house for me, and send food and water regularly. I'll wait... There's not much time left."

"After seven days, if I wait for no one to leave the house, please send someone to collect the corpse for me."

Chen Luo was startled and froze in place.

Afterwards, the others also tried their best to salut to Chen Luo, and the old man who seemed unable to stand up finally stood up. At this time, Chen Luo noticed that his left foot was shorter than his right!

Chen Luo returned to his senses and hurriedly returned the salute, saying, "You elders are joking, you are the guests sent by the Minister of War to Dongcang City, how can Chen Luo be slow!"

The leading old man smiled lightly and did not answer. Chen Luo hurriedly greeted the steward in the city lord's mansion and instructed: "Arrange a room for each gentleman..."

At this moment, Yun Siyao's voice suddenly sounded in Chen Luo's ears.

"Do as they say."

Chen Luo was puzzled for a moment, but he changed his mind and said, "Arrange a spacious room, and send food and drinking water every day. Don't disturb it."

The steward nodded, and the leader thanked him again, so in twos and threes you supported me, I pestered you, and followed the steward away.

Seeing everyone leave, the captain took out a jade slip from his pocket and handed it to Chen Luo: "Master Hou, this is the identity information of those old gentlemen, please take a look."

Chen Luo took the jade slip, and his divine sense penetrated. Just a glance, the whole person was like a lightning strike.

"Xiang Jixuan, a member of the Five Peaks of Qingzhou, Master of the Missionary Realm, 84 years old, guarded Wanren Mountain for 46 years, has a history of 132 major battles, and has 96 heads of the same level in the military tent. ."

"Tang Junhao, a native of Qining in Luozhou, a master in the preaching state, 73 years old, guarded Suian City for 33 years, has a history of 103 major battles, six ranks of honors, accumulated merits and a mighty military commander."

"Jin Anran, a native of Boning, Yuezhou, a master in the preaching state, sixty-eight years old, went out of Yumen Pass to fight nine times, and left one hundred and sixteen serious scars."

"Zhai Tianxing, a native of Luo'an, Mangzhou, a master in the preaching state, 76 years old, pretending to be a barbarian for 19 years, rescued 1,089 people from Daxuan's captives, and a hundred people left the barbarian plains, and he is the only one to live."

...

There are thirty-six people in total, each of them is a preacher, each is a veteran of a hundred battles, and each is a person who has climbed out of the mountain of corpses and blood.

But he just felt the death energy in them. He was very familiar with the death energy. He also had the same aura when he came out of the tomb of the living dead.

They are dying.

Han Qingzhu, what do you mean by sending these human backbones to Dongcang City!

Do you want me, Chen Luo, to die for them?

You Han Bingxiang couldn't bear to say goodbye, do you think that I, Chen Luo, are hard-hearted!

I don't know when, Yun Siyao stood by Chen Luo's side, she seemed to feel the turmoil in Chen Luo's heart, and gently held Chen Luo's hand: "Peace your mind!"

The soft and cold touch came from his hand, and Chen Luo's heart became calm for no reason. He turned around and looked at Yun Siyao: "Sixth Senior Sister, what's going on?"

Yun Siyao sighed softly: "We will meet in the morning and evening!"

...

"Chaoxi meeting!" On the Wanren Mountain, a great Confucian sighed, and a master following him wondered, "Teacher, what is Zhaoxi meeting?"

"Uncle Xiang said he went to Dongcang City to participate in this morning and evening party?"

The great Confucian glanced at the disciple in front of him. This disciple was very talented. Now he is less than forty years old. He is already a master of enlightenment, so he never told him about the meeting, so he slowly explained—

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die."

"The morning and evening meeting is the last fight for my Confucian school to study."

"Make an oath with the Tao of Heaven in exchange for a brief spiritual clarity, and exchange income with like-minded people, in order to break through that barrier, and from the Confucian to the Master, or from the Master to the Great Confucian!"

"This is the morning and evening meeting."

The disciple heard the danger and asked, "What if the divine soul exchanged with the Dao of Heaven ends and has not yet broken through?"

The great Confucian turned his hands behind his back and walked towards the military tent, just repeating faintly—

"Every day, every day, Zhao Wendao, it's okay to die at night!"

...

"So, the soldier wants to take advantage of Tian Yusu in Dongcang City to stimulate them?" Chen Luo asked.

Yun Siyao nodded: "The success rate of the morning and evening meeting is too low. I have carefully observed those masters, they have accumulated enough, but they have been fighting on the battlefield for too long, their Confucianism has been damaged, and the killing intent has obscured the path of learning."

"This group of people should be selected by Han Bingxiang thousands of people."

"However, although they are all at the peak of the Master Realm, and they are not far away from the Great Confucianism, this is the end of the world."

"In my opinion, only one or two people can really succeed."

"Little Junior Brother, don't be too uncomfortable. Their life essence has already arrived, so the body is filled with death energy. If you don't break through the Great Confucianism, the person with the most vigorous vitality will live for at most half a month!"

In Chen Luo's mind, the old man who had a broken leg in half and couldn't stand up all the time flashed in his mind. He remembered the picture of everyone salutes him, and his nose was slightly sore.

"I...how can I...let them salute me!"

"Senior sister, is there a way to mobilize the opportunity of Tian Yusu in Dongcang City to help them?"

"They...are heroes!"

Looking at Chen Luo's slightly red eyes, Yun Siyao was also moved. She raised her hand and touched the corner of Chen Luo's eyes: "Tian Yusu's chance is given by heaven, and we can't control it."

"You're mentally prepared, it won't turn out well."

Chen Luo was silent for a moment, then turned to go out.

"Little Junior Brother, where are you going?"

"I'm the city owner of Dongcang City, with good luck, I'll go to them, maybe this luck will help a little!"

Seeing that Chen Luo's back left his sight, Yun Siyao smiled lightly.

"Teacher, junior apprentice is just like you, very gentle..."

...

"Brother, do you think Grandpa can succeed this time?" In Suian City, a scholar in his twenties looked anxiously at Dongfang and asked his brother who was writing a copybook.

The serious-looking brother frowned slightly, and his writing hand paused slightly: "It's useless to worry, just wait for the news."

"Have you finished your homework today?"

The Confucian scholar was a little aggrieved: "I think about my grandfather, and I don't want to study. Brother, please tell me something."

Helpless, the elder brother nodded: "Grandpa will definitely succeed, be promoted to Great Confucianism, and increase his lifespan by another Jiazi."

The little scholar seemed relieved to hear what his elder brother said. He let out a "hmm", and inadvertently glanced at his elder brother's post, only to see that it was densely written with "Blessed by Kong Sheng", "Horse will be successful" and "Wuwu". Hou Shenwu", "Grandpa Longevity"...

...

Chen Luo pushed open the door of the hall, and the thirty-six masters all looked over.

Chen Luo hurriedly bowed and bowed: "Seniors, just now Chen Luo was a little slow, and I came here to apologize."

Chen Luo stood up and said, "Can you give the kid a corner, and let the kid listen to everyone's arguments."

At this time, the person who took the lead smiled and said: "Master Hou is polite, this is your place, please feel free!"

Chen Luo nodded and walked into the hall. Immediately, everyone sensed that a fortune belonging to Dongcang followed Chen Luo into the hall.

Everyone knew that it was Qi Qi who saluted Chen Luo again and said "thank you". Chen Luo turned sideways and didn't dare to obey, but found a corner and sat down with his legs crossed, closing his eyes and resting.

When everyone saw Chen Luo's attitude, they ignored it and began to argue with each other.

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one day.

two days.

Three days.

Chen Luo stayed in the hall for three days. For some reason, writing "Three Kingdoms" was smoother here. He even wrote the sixty-fifth chapter "Ma Chao fought Jiameng Pass, Liu Bei led Yizhou Shepherd by himself".

However, Chen Luo was not in the mood to care about these things, because in his eyes, the expressions on the faces of the masters began to retreat.

According to Yun Siyao's explanation, they must have agreed with Tiandao for a time limit of seven days.

The time limit of this morning and evening meeting is just like the rising and setting of the sun. It initially rises and starts to descend after reaching the peak. However, the peak does not necessarily appear in the middle of the day, but depends on the collision of the participants. Depends.

Today, it is clear that the peak of the collision of everyone's ideas has passed.

Logically, at this time, someone should break through!

But there was no one there.

Chen Luo's eyes revealed anxiety and sadness, and this expression was seen by the leader.

Chen Luo already knew at this time that the other party was Xiang Jixuan Xiang Fuzi, who was ranked first in the jade slips.

Master Xiang smiled at Chen Luo, walked to Chen Luo, and gave a salute.

Chen Luo quickly got up and returned the salute.

Master Xiang said with a smile: "Why is this, Lord Hou, I'm just a crippled person, wanting to take a chance."

Another person also stepped forward and smiled softly: "Yeah, it seems that I am waiting for my lifespan to come, my body is aging, my thinking is sluggish, and I have no righteousness, and I can't get it. target."

"Now I am fortunate enough to be able to die on the road of seeking, and I am satisfied."

Master Xiang nodded: "That's right. If I die in seven days, and I have to trouble the Marquis to bury me together, I will erect a tablet and engrave it to seek the Tao and die, and I will not waste my name as a Confucian gentleman."

"Yes, yes!" At this time, the other masters all laughed.

"This old man killed hundreds of barbarians, that's enough!"

"The old man's son has the wealth of a great scholar, and the old man has no regrets."

"Hmph, this old man has sixteen grandchildren, all of whom are scholars, what can you compare with me!"

At this time, all the old people with old faces were full of joy, telling their respective splendor.

Chen Luo looked at them, but couldn't laugh at all. He repeatedly thought about the conversations he had heard these days, looking for what could help them.

In fact, the so-called morning and evening meeting is to discuss the way of scholarship.

To put it bluntly, how do you learn?

Don't think this is a clear talk, according to Yun Siyao's words, this is the outline of the holy way.

If you don't understand this, you will read dead books, you will be stuck in a rut, and you will not be able to extricate yourself.

These old masters are too murderous and obstruct the way forward.

To use the metaphor of Yun Siyao, their mountain of books and learning is covered by a fog of blood, and they don't know how to go on. When they turn around, the road was also filled with blood when they came, and they couldn't find the way back.

They are trapped in the current state, unable to review the past to learn new things, nor can they be reborn from the ashes, stuck in this world.

"How to study? How to study?" Chen Luo suddenly moved, "Why am I so stupid, I only thought of it now."

"I don't know if it inspires them!"

"Never mind, give it a try."

Chen Luo was sure, he coughed dryly, bowed and saluted, raising the silver tael: "Masters!"

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Chen Luo again.

Chen Luo got up and said lightly: "Although the boy is not a member of the Confucian school, he has some experience in reading. I have benefited a lot from listening to you in the past few days.

Xiang Jixuan laughed: "I have long heard that Hou Ye is a talented person. Although he is not a member of the Confucian sect, he is better than countless Confucian sects. Xiang listens to Hou Ye's high opinion."

The others also nodded and said, "Master Hou, please speak!"

Chen Luo cleared his throat, walked to the center of the hall, and said—

"Under the Holy Way, Confucianism has three realms: Confucian, Master, and Great Confucian."

"The boy is not talented, but also divides this study path into three realms!"

Xiang Jixuan nodded slightly: "Dare to ask which three realms are!"

Chen Luo smiled and said, "The first realm corresponds to the habitat of Confucianism."

"I call it 'Last night the west wind withered the green tree, I went up to the west building alone, and looked across the road to the end of the world'."

The eyes of all the masters lit up, Xiang Jixuan said, "This is the work of Duke Xian of Yuan. When Lord Hou read this poem, the old man had a little insight in his heart, but he didn't know whether it was true or not."

Chen Luo stretched out his hand: "Master Xiang, please speak."

Xiang Jixuan said: "The first realm that Hou Ye said corresponds to the Confucian scholar, it should be to be willing to endure loneliness and set up aspirations."

"Reading is not an easy task. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and no one was with me. I could only go up to the west building alone. The world is far away, but I have to climb up to see the end and understand why I study!"

Chen Luo nodded: "Xiangfuzi is high! All the way forward, there is a goal. And in the Confucian environment, reading the books, and accumulating a lot of money, is to determine your own aspirations in the books."

All the masters nodded one after another, and one master asked, "Master Hou, what about the second realm? Does it correspond to my master realm?"

Chen Luo smiled slightly: "Exactly. This second realm corresponds to the master realm. I will use my brother Liu's words below."

"I don't regret it when the belt gradually widens, and it makes people haggard for Yixiao."

After Chen Luo finished reading, all the masters frowned and pondered, and finally muttered this sentence.

"That's right, that's right. When the Master was in the realm, he established the way in his heart and pursued it hard. Even if it was so difficult, how could he ever have a trace of regret."

A master agreed: "Yeah, the so-called 'what you get on paper will be shallow, and you must do it if you know it'. The goal set by the Confucian students must be practiced in the world of the master."

Chen Luo nodded and said, "No one can go ahead with smooth sailing, and I will definitely pay the price for it. But I am willing to wait and have no regrets."

"I'm good at what I do, even though I've died nine times, I still don't regret it!" Xiang Jixuan nodded and gave Chen Luo a half teacher salute, "Thank you for your guidance!"

Everyone also saluted and said, "Thank you for your guidance."

Chen Luo turned sideways to avoid it again, and continued: "The third realm, naturally, corresponds to the Great Confucianism."

"My understanding is still a word."

"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, where the lights are dim."

As soon as Chen Luo's voice fell, there was silence all over the place.

Reading, after reading, do you suddenly look back?

Is the truth we are so desperately looking for already behind us?

So what is the meaning of our busy life?

At this moment, a pair of confused eyes looked at Chen Luo.

Chen Luo let out a long breath.

"In my opinion, Confucian scholars and masters have always been superimposing. When a scholar is a scholar, he accumulates knowledge, and when a master is a master, he tempers his perseverance, but at this stage, it is time to let go."

"There are thousands of trees blooming at night in the east wind, and the road is full of carve BMWs. There are also golden strands of moth and snow willows, and laughter is full of fragrance. These are not our pursuits."

"The so-called 'flowers are becoming more attractive', the more this time, the more they will stop."

"Even in the 'hundreds of thousands of search for him in the crowd', we still can't see the target."

"Put down these brilliance and leave the bustling streets."

"At this time, we can find our direction in the dimly lit place."

"If Confucianism was a student, he was looking to the end of the world."

"Then, at this time, stand at the end of Tianya Road and look back at the West Building!"

"Don't forget your original intention and move forward with your head held high."

"Go to the front of Tianya Road, which cannot be seen above the west building, and take a look again to see what is in front of it!"

Xiang Jixuan said softly, "Ahead, is the Qiu Suo Long Bridge..."

As soon as these words fell, a cloud of blood mist appeared on Xiang Jixuan's head.

City Lord's Mansion.

Yun Siyao looked at the arrogant and righteousness that was soaring into the sky like a blue light beam, and a white crane phantom flew around the column, until the blue light beam smudged a blue sky in the sky, with a happy face: "'In the clear sky, a crane is lined up on the clouds, Then lead the righteousness to Bi Xiao'! This is the icon of breaking through the great Confucianism!"

Before Yun Siyao finished speaking, another pillar of righteousness rose into the sky...

...

At this time, in the hall of the morning and evening meeting.

Xiang Jixuan became visibly young, and instantly turned into a handsome middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life. He bowed deeply to Chen Luo: "Thank you Master Chen for your guidance. Jixuan hopes that the rest of the life will stay in Dongcang and report to Master Chen for guidance. The grace of prolongation."

Chen Luo was startled, and just as he was about to say something, the other master suddenly opened his eyes, and his righteousness broke through the blood mist above his head.

The second great Confucian!

But this is just the beginning.

Soon, third, fourth, fifth!

...

Eighth, ninth, tenth!

...

Thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth!

...

Everyone in Dongcangcheng stopped what they were doing and looked up at the space.

The beams of righteousness swarmed out like bamboo shoots after a rain.

The phantoms of white cranes hovered in the sky, and then fell into the belly of pregnant women who were pregnant.

Qin Dangguo ran out of the political affairs hall and shouted: "The white crane sends the child! This is the vision of the white crane to send the child!"

"Record it all for me! Record it!"

"When Baihe sends a child, there must be a child prodigy!"

"Dongcang Daxing! Dongcang Daxing!"

...

In the hall, thirty-six aging masters have become thirty-six great scholars.

The crowd surrounded Chen Luo and bowed to the ceremony of a half teacher. This time Chen Luo could not avoid it!

Hey, this time, there are thirty-six more great Confucian disciples.

Everyone is a killer!

Wang Guowei, I thank you!

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