The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1609 The top of the mountain of books!

"This..." Fang Yun showed hesitation and seemed to be struggling in his heart.

"What, you want to go back on your word? If we hadn't taken action, you would have been killed in Chu State!" Lei Tingzhen's face was as cold as ice.

Fang Yun let out a long sigh, with a hint of sadness, anger and pain in his eyes, and said: "That's all. It's just this time, it won't be the same next time! In addition, I only compete with Fang Xusheng for literary fame. If you let me do other things, I would rather die than from!"

Lei Tingzhen's expression softened and he said, "Of course."

"If you don't use despicable means, I want to suppress Fang Xusheng with dignity!" Fang Yun raised his head and said.

Lei Tingzhen sneered: "There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, and there is no distinction between despicable and noble in killing the enemy."

"I understand." Fang Yun said.

"As long as you understand. However, I hope you can remember that you cannot bear the price of going back on your word!" Lei Tingzhen's eyes fell like a knife on Fang Yun.

"Don't worry, I will never go back on my word." Fang Yun said.

"That's good! Farewell!" Lei Tingzhen's expression was completely different from when he arrived, and he left with Gu Juwu.

Fang Yun showed a mysterious smile and continued reading.

At four o'clock in the morning, Fang Yun put down his book and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yun woke up naturally and felt that he had had an unprecedented good sleep, feeling extremely comfortable both physically and mentally.

Fang Yun opened his eyes, was stunned for a moment, and stood up quickly.

Fang Yun looked around and found that he was no longer in the barracks of Liangjie Mountain, but at the beginning of the Ninth Mountain. Behind him was a chain connected to the Eighth Mountain, but there was still a fog in front of him, and he couldn't see through the end of the Ninth Mountain. There is nothing.

Old Man Shushan appeared in front.

Fang Yun bowed respectfully, and then said: "May I ask, old gentleman, have you passed the Ninth Mountain?"

Old Man Shushan smiled and nodded, his eyes full of approval.

"Huh..." Fang Yun breathed a long sigh of relief.

The difficulty of the entire Ninth Mountain can be said to be the highest in Shushan. Whether it is to obtain the military power of the Pearl River Army or to fight against the King of Chu, whether it is to fight fiercely in Liangjie Mountain or to win the final victory, it is almost impossible for anyone to complete. test.

Fang Yun did it!

"It feels good to enter Shushan again." A look of nostalgia appeared on Fang Yun's face. It has been more than a year since the test of the ninth mountain. He did not expect it to be so long before.

The old man in Shushan smiled and said: "Yes, the poems are good, and the performance is also good..."

"The key to self-cultivation is to focus on one's own body. Confucius said, 'Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you.' Zengzi said, 'I will examine myself three times every day.' Mencius said, 'Wealth and honor cannot be sexual, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot bend.' And your way of self-cultivation may not be completely sincere, but it is also sincere.”

"The way to organize a family is to have close ties and maintain the integrity. The Zhang family is ruined, and the son regards the father as an enemy. The father caused the son to be imprisoned for ten years, and everyone reviled him. You can re-educate the son, uphold the father's integrity, and you can establish the Pearl River To keep the military flag in the Liangjie Mountain is to maintain human relations and to save the father's name from water and fire. This is the highest good and the family is in good order."

"In the way of governing the country, Zhou Gong pretended to be the king, and Guan Zhong respected the king, which is actually an innovation. The changes in Ning'an are better than the changes in Luoyi, and the change of owners in the Spring and Autumn Period. For the next thousand years, Ning'an will be the source of all realms."

Fang Yun lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

Duke Zhou once changed the capital of the Zhou Dynasty from Fenghao to Luoyi, and Guan Zhong assisted Duke Huan of Qi to dominate the Spring and Autumn Period. The old man in Shushan believed that Fang Yun's contribution to the human race in Ning'an City was greater than Duke Zhou and Guan Zhong's contribution to the Qi State. Big, all progress of the human race in the future will originate from Ning'an City.

"All realms in the world are not the same place as Saint Yuan. Internally, you should act kingly, and externally, you should act tyrannically! In the city of Ning'an, the royal way is clear; on the mountains in both realms, the tyranny is fully displayed! This is how the world is leveled. Nine mountains are actually one mountain. "

"Sir, you are so complimentary, but the student is so ashamed." Fang Yun lowered his head and whispered.

The old man in Shushan smiled and said: "Don't belittle yourself. Go ahead and accept the reward and... mission of the Ninth Mountain."

Fang Yun was slightly startled, and found that when the old man Shushan said the last two words, his smile disappeared, his eyes were like the eyes of the sky, empty and empty, his face was like the appearance of eternity, vague and indistinct, there was no golden light in his body, and the sky was no different. It's like a symbol, but it seems to be a manifestation of sanctity.

Just as Fang Yun was about to say something, the thick fog on the Ninth Mountain suddenly expanded and engulfed him.

Fang Yun felt himself being pushed into the thick fog by an invisible force. He kept moving forward until he broke through the thick fog, and saw a huge round ancient altar in front of him. A miniature Saint Yuan Continent appeared on top of the altar. Everything was vivid and vivid.

A beam of incandescent light shot straight into the sky.

Then, a vast voice and an eternal word rang out. Fang Yun stared at the altar and divine light in front of him with wide eyes, his expression changed, and finally he revealed a look of sudden enlightenment and murmured to himself.

"That's it, that's it..."

The sky and the earth suddenly changed, and a star fell in the distance, directly hitting Fang Yun's eyebrows.

"Every time..."

Fang Yun closed his eyes and passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yun opened his eyes and immediately entered the Wen Palace, looking at a new Wen Palace light with joy on his face.

On the wall of the Wen Palace, there is a larger light, which is the final reward of the Ninth Mountain of Shushan, the supreme literary heart, multitasking!

In the secret place of the Confucius family, Fang Yun is extremely talented.

In the sea of ​​learning, talents and thoughts will spring up.

In the Heavenly Tree, Fang Yun once had an incomplete dual-purpose, but now, Fang Yun has a complete dual-purpose.

Three of the four supreme literary minds have been obtained.

Except for Kong Sheng and the six lesser saints, no one has ever obtained the three supreme literary hearts.

Even Kong Sheng did not obtain the fourth supreme literary heart.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and opened his eyes. He found that he was still on the Ninth Mountain, and most of the Ninth Mountain was still covered by white fog.

Fang Yun stared at the white fog in a trance. What he had seen and learned kept appearing in his mind, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The voice of the old man Shushan appeared behind him.

"Shushan is over. Where are you going?"

"Return to Chu and uphold justice!" Fang Yun's voice was firm.

"And then?"

"Enter the war world and punish Lei Chongmo!" Fang Yun's voice became more firm.

"You are a dignified virtual saint."

"The virtual saint also has angry eyes." Fang Yun said calmly.

"Then I will send you to Jingzhou, Chu." The old man Shushan said.

"In addition... lend me the "Yi Zhuan". I want to take a last look at the literary world as Zhang Longxiang."

"When you leave the literary world, it will be time to restore your true body. Go."

"Thank you, sir."

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he felt that his body was wrapped by a powerful force. He blinked and found himself sitting in the study of the Zhujiang Marquis Mansion in Jingzhou City, the capital of Chu.

Fang Yun sighed softly, looked around the study room with nostalgia, and pushed the door open to go out.

Outside the door, it was the middle of winter, with ice and snow everywhere.

In front of the window, the winter plum blossoms were in full bloom.

The servant was very surprised to see Fang Yun, and was about to speak, but Fang Yun used his tongue to spread the news to Zhang Mansion.

"This marquis is returning to the mansion, and no one should be allowed to make a fuss. Come on, prepare the horses... Forget it, prepare an ordinary carriage, I want to go around."

"I will prepare it right away!"

The servant prepared the carriage, and Fang Yun was about to get on the carriage. He looked down at the eye-catching blue robe of the university scholar on his body, got on the carriage, and changed into an ordinary blue cloth robe.

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