The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

No one spoke for a long time.

The four bodies gradually froze.

Fang Yun sat quietly on the straw with his eyes closed. He could hear everything around him, including the breathing of the crowd, the friction of the shaking bodies, and even the sounds of insects that could move in the cold weather.

The prisoners in the cell finally began to talk in a low voice.

"Who is this man? He seems different from us. He was sent to the Punishment Hall. He is not an ordinary big shot."

"He is wearing a scholar's uniform and his killing method is clean and neat, as if he came from the battlefield."

"Don't guess. His name is Fang Yun. I heard about him before I came in. If even he dies here, the human race will be finished."

"Anyway, we are all going to die here. What does it have to do with us whether the human race is finished or not? But this man is very unusual?"

"Then let me tell you about his deeds..."

Fang Yun felt that the crowd was no longer hostile. He closed his eyes and kept thinking in his mind. He quickly went over what happened in the past few days in his mind and understood a lot of things.

"I'm afraid that since I left Denglongtai, the Lei family and the Zong family have started to plan, and finally forced me here step by step. However, they still don't want to bear the stigma of killing me. The four prisoners just now were definitely not sent by them. They should put all their hopes on the Moon Tree Divine Punishment."

"They stopped me from entering the Void Holy Garden, but I don't know why the other holy families didn't care. If I'm right, they should have made some preparations, but I don't know to what extent. If the other holy families really don't help me, then the number of rebellious scholars in the human race will at least increase tenfold at this moment!"

Fang Yun thought about many things, and at the same time, he was thinking about ways to escape, and he chose the best one among several ways to escape.

After a long time, Fang Yun opened his eyes and found that it was slightly bright outside. It was already morning.

At this time, the cell was very cold. Fang Yun listened quietly. Everyone's breathing was very weak, and one person had stopped breathing.

Not long after, there was a crackling sound at the door of the cell.

"It's time for dinner!"

All the prisoners suddenly stood up, even those who were sleeping rushed to the door of the cage in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yun stood up and found that the atmosphere in the prison suddenly became tense, and everyone was on guard.

Soon, four jailers came over, three of them carrying wooden barrels, one was empty-handed, one of them holding the barrel stayed where he was, and the other three began to move forward.

Fang Yun turned his head and saw four pairs of hands stretched out in front of the prison cell of Jiayi. The empty-handed jailer took out a piece of coarse grain cake made of unknown ingredients from the wooden barrel, and took out a piece of pickled vegetables as thick as a thumb from another barrel and handed it to the first person.

After receiving the food, the man quickly retracted his hand as if struck by lightning, hid in a corner, and chewed carefully while watching others vigilantly.

Fang Yun didn't expect that these serious criminals were very common sense. Chewing carefully can better absorb food, and if you swallow it in a hurry, it will inevitably be wasted.

Soon, three jailers came to the door of Yishisan Cell, and Fang Yun stretched out his hand.

The three jailers didn't even look at Fang Yun. They handed him a coarse grain cake and a piece of pickled vegetable, just like they did to other people.

"Thank you." Fang Yun still didn't give up basic courtesy at this time and place.

The three jailers looked at Fang Yun in surprise. Two jailers didn't say anything. The jailer who distributed the things nodded and continued to move forward.

Fang Yun took a closer look. This coarse grain cake was steamed with multiple grains mixed together. He put it under his nose and sniffed it gently. A strong musty smell filled his nasal cavity. There was nothing wrong with the pickled vegetable except that it was over-pickled.

There were scholars in all parts of the human race who controlled the wind and rain. Except for areas adjacent to the barbarians such as Mizhou, the grain was abundant every year. Even the prison food should not be so bad.

Fang Yun knew that there must be corruption. He didn't think about it anymore. He put the hard grain cake into his mouth, bit off a piece, and chewed it quietly.

"Hmm..."

Fang Yun almost vomited, but in the end he resisted the discomfort, held his breath, continued to chew, bit off a little pickled vegetable, chewed it a few times, and finally swallowed it.

Mencius's famous saying naturally emerged in Fang Yun's mind.

Therefore, when God is about to give a great task to a person, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, his body hungry, his body empty, and his actions disturbed, so as to move his heart and endure his nature, and improve his ability.

After Fang Yun came to Shengyuan Continent, he had suffered, but except in the Book Mountain Illusion, he had never really suffered.

Today he tasted it.

Moldy grain cakes may make others sick, but Fang Yun is strong and is not afraid of such moldy things. With pickles, he can sustain a day's consumption by eating only one piece.

Not long after, the fourth jailer came with a bucket. Every time he passed a cell, he used a wooden spoon to scoop a spoonful of water for people to drink, and then continued to feed the next one.

When the jailer came to the thirteenth cell, Fang Yun took a look at the turbid water and said, "Thank you, no need."

The jailer immediately sprinkled the water on the ground and continued to feed the next person.

Fang Yun waved his hand, and the pure water vapor between heaven and earth condensed into a ball of water in front of him, and he opened his mouth to drink it all.

The prisoners and jailers who saw this scene were amazed.

After breakfast, Fang Yun took a break and began to recite the holy scriptures, starting with the "Book of Changes", the first of all scriptures, and his voice spread throughout the underground prison.

Fang Yun had experienced seven times of talent initiation. In terms of quality, he was not as good as a university scholar, but in terms of number, he had exceeded a university scholar and was equal to a great scholar.

When he became a juren, Fang Yun's words were close to the "heavenly words" of a university scholar. Now he has become a sage-level scholar, and has received seven times of talent initiation, and has already possessed the complete "heavenly words".

Fang Yun recited normally, but under the power of the words of heaven, his understanding of the Book of Changes naturally turned into a mysterious spiritual imprint, just like the words of heaven entering the ears of everyone present.

Even some illiterate people immediately learned the words that Fang Yun recited after listening, and understood the meaning of the Book of Changes.

However, although these people knew the meaning of the Book of Changes, they could only be regarded as Fang Yun's best students. Without a lot of learning and accumulation, all this would gradually fade away.

The prisoners present were just listening casually at first, but as they listened, they realized that Fang Yun's recitation sound was different from others.

Soon, those who had read the book instinctively knelt down to Fang Yun, bowed their heads, like disciples listening to their teacher's lectures.

Then, the rest of the people knelt down to Fang Yun one after another.

Many people slowly immersed themselves in the mystery of the classics, completely forgetting the cold weather and the shaking of the earth, and also throwing away all their worries and sufferings.

After reciting the Book of Changes, Fang Yun began to recite the Analects.

When Fang Yun read "There is no distinction between classes in education", a prisoner suddenly cried and screamed.

"I was wrong! I was wrong. I shouldn't kill people! I should die to atone for my crime!" Then a man slammed into the stone wall.

Dong... Dong... Dong...

Finally, the man was killed.

"There is no distinction between classes in education" is a famous saying of Confucius, which means that anyone can receive education. It was under this concept that Confucius broke the monopoly of education and became the first real teacher in the history of the human race.

Some people cried while listening and confessed their crimes.

One person murmured to himself: "I would like to be exiled to the north and fight for the human race to wash away my crimes. If I have the opportunity, I will study hard and pass the imperial examination!"

"Although the government has no evidence, I deserve to die!"

"I am really wronged..."