Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

This glance made Su Ming's sea of ​​consciousness surge, as if it had been withered for thousands of years.

"Master, please forgive me for being stupid and not understanding what you mean."

Su Ming swallowed.

Confucius turned around and said, "Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. If you know something, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. That's knowing."

"I don't understand."

"Let me see who's name is written on your divine genealogy."

Su Ming thought that the divine genealogy was given by Master, and as long as Master wanted to see it, it would fly out automatically.

But it didn't.

The Master seemed to have completely severed his connection with the divine genealogy.

It is equivalent to giving him all the permissions without leaving any hooks.

Su Ming was very pleased with this.

Su Ming spread out the divine book.

I feel a little ashamed, because the names of Western gods are all engraved on it.

As soon as I faced the Master, I was impressed by the profound aura.

The master just glanced at him and said, "Well, it really has to be you."

"My little friend, I would like to add another person to your divine pedigree."

Su Ming was immediately stunned by these words.

This divine genealogy has a big flaw, that is, it can only be sealed after death, so those who are on the divine genealogy...

Basically means death.

Therefore, Ye Tian was not allowed to go up before because he did not have enough divine power.

Secondly, he is not dead.

So Su Ming was very curious, who did Master want to go up?

"Master, you are serious. The divine genealogy is a sacred object of Confucianism. You can add as many people as you want."

Su Ming said he wanted to be resentful.

Instead, the master stroked his beard and whispered, "Uh-huh, you kid."

Of course you hope that the more names on the theogony, the better.

This abacus was made, and even the Taoists next door could hear it.

"I will not accept your favor in vain, so these six volumes of scriptures should be regarded as repaying this favor."

After being around for a long time, even Confucius started to talk about human nature and sophistication.

Before even saying who would be included in the divine genealogy, the conditions were given.

The six volumes of scriptures on the table were originally just ordinary bamboo slips.

The next second it flew up, emitting a golden light that filled the sky, and the six volumes of scriptures seemed like six independent worlds.

It reflects everything in the mountains and rivers, and the universe is born, encompassing everything in the world.

Su Ming never imagined that there was such a mystery in the Six Classics.

No, it’s not that the Six Classics are powerful, it’s the first version of the Six Classics that is powerful.

It is almost the most precious book in Confucianism besides the first edition of "The Analects of Confucius".

"Holding the Six Sutras is enough to penetrate all kinds of things in the world. When you truly understand it, it is not impossible to reverse the chaos of time and space."

When the master's voice reached his ears, Su Ming felt so happy.

The Confucianists must have been too arrogant towards him, just giving him a divine book and ruler.

Nowadays, the Six Classics are also given away.

With a clang, Master, you should be kneeled down by Su Ming.

But the master hurriedly helped him up: "No, no, I have something to ask of you, how can you do this great gift?"

After speaking, Confucius frowned and then said what he wanted.

"Well, I'm ashamed to say that I didn't have a sense of propriety. I was confused and accidentally killed someone."

Originally, Su Ming was still immersed in surprise, but suddenly it turned into fright.

Ah? ? ?

"Master, are you serious?" Su Ming asked tremblingly.

"Oh, it's all in the past. Engraving his name can be regarded as giving him a new home."

The master spoke very calmly, thinking that this top boss was very capable in all aspects, but Su Ming...

Cognition is disrupted.

"Master, let me write which name it is," Su Ming said.

However, the Master made a few inscriptions on the divine genealogy: "I'll do it."

The atmosphere in the small bamboo house suddenly became tense.

Who is it?

He was so miserable that he was accidentally beaten to death by the benevolent Confucius.

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as a reverse merit.

However, when Confucius wrote the second word, Su Ming became nervous.

"Shaozheng... Mao!"

Sure enough, the third character was indeed the character Mao. Su Ming also knew about this period, but he didn't expect that this period of history was true!

This is probably the biggest stain on the benevolent life of Saint Kong.

Confucius once served as prime minister in the state of Lu and was a competitor with Shaozhengmao.

About seven days after taking office, Shaozheng Mao was executed.

It is impossible for a person's life to be perfect, not even for Confucius.

You can say that Confucius’ sage personality is the source of the thoughts of the heavens.

But when he was a human being in the past, he would inevitably be contaminated with karma.

The execution of Shaozhengmao also stained his benevolent life.

Su Ming was confused for a moment and couldn't tell whether he was a saint or a master in front of him.

Perhaps after the unity of persons, Confucius became a saint.

The saint was too big, so maybe what he saw in front of him was just a ray of incarnation of Confucius, at least he couldn't see it clearly yet.

"How come, you can't write it down?"

Confucius paused for a moment, then wrote a few more strokes, but still couldn't finish.

Suddenly his eyes were hurt, "Zeng, my teacher made a mistake in his calculation."

"Wrong calculation again."

Confucius handed the divine genealogy to Su Ming and wanted him to write it, but he still couldn't write the three characters Shaozhengmao.

The two people's eyes met, and Su Ming seemed to understand something.

"Master, you might as well try changing your name." Su Ming mentioned.

When Confucius heard this, he became even more distressed, and the corners of his eyes began to moisten.

Su Ming couldn't help but sigh, this is a saint with flesh and blood.

The most holy teacher, the teacher for all generations, is a saint, this is inevitable.

But the tender side of Confucius made Su Ming deeply moved.

Confucius said nothing, trembling, and wrote another name on the divine genealogy, which was——

Ziyu!

When these two words were carved, the divine spectrum vibrated violently, shattered with light, and then healed again.

This process was repeated tens of thousands of times in one second before it was finally stable.

The word Ziyu was finally fixed in the middle position of the divine genealogy.

At the same moment, a feeling of loyalty and filial piety came to my face.

Su Ming was wondering who Ziyu was, because the Confucian sage Zengzi and the sub-sage Mencius were both named Ziyu.

But no matter who it was, they all revealed a piece of information: Ziyu is dead!

Zeng...is Zengzi.

"How could it be possible? The sage should be famous and famous throughout the ages. How could it be..." Su Ming couldn't believe it.

Until the name on the divine tree resonated with his consciousness.

Only then did the identity of the other party be determined.

It's Zengzi.

Su Ming slowly raised his eyes, it was absolutely impossible.

As one of the five great saints of Confucianism, one of the four concubines of the Confucius Temple, and a beloved disciple of Confucius, it is impossible for Zengzi.

Maybe people in the world have indifferent knowledge of Zeng Zi, but they must have heard of him.

Cultivate your character, manage your family, and govern your country.

Peace in the world!

"Ziyu, I am ashamed of you as a teacher, and I will never be able to forgive you for the rest of my life."

Confucius was devastated, and the image of Zeng Zi was finally digested in the divine genealogy.

"Teacher, don't be sad. In fact, this is quite good."

It can be seen that Confucius did not want Zengzi to be included in the divine book.

It's better to stay with yourself.

But this is fate, just as he said at the beginning.

He cannot see through fate.

At this point, Su Ming also guessed that it was not Confucius who killed Zengzi, but Zengzi who sacrificed his life to pay for the cause and effect of Shaozhengmao on behalf of Confucius.

In fact, there is no need to do this, Confucius can return to the status of a saint.

In this way, he lost a beloved disciple.

Su Ming, who had been standing aside for a long time, realized a problem.

The Confucian sage, Zengzi, is on my divine genealogy...