On this day, Confucius was still teaching his disciples writing, as usual, as if he did not care about the life and death of Qin, and did not feel the slightest anxiety.

I have to listen to my teacher's lectures for two hours every morning, and there is no exception, and today is no different.

"Okay, let's stop talking about it today, Yan Fu. I leave this dictionary to you, and you will teach everyone from now on."

Confucius closed the dictionary and handed it to the disciple closest to him.

His name was Yan Fu, and he was the husband of the couple that Confucius once rescued. He had been following Confucius since the beginning of the Confucian city, and he was also Confucius's eldest disciple.

"Sir, you..."

He had just escaped with his life on the battlefield. Seeing Confucius's behavior, he couldn't help but start thinking more.

"I have made notes on all the words here. You should take everyone to study them carefully in the future. Also, even if I am gone, you must remember to take benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom, and trust as the foundation of your life.

, remember to always be alert to correct yourself, be broad-minded, upright and upright."

Yan Fu and other disciples became more and more panicked as they listened, and asked hurriedly:

"Sir, what do you mean by this? Where do you want to go, sir?"

Kong Ru picked up the sword lying aside. This was the sword given to him by the King of Qin. It was the same sword he used when he rescued Yan Fu.

"Don't imitate me. I am petty-minded and want to take revenge when I have a grudge. This is not good, so you must not imitate me."

Kong Ru smiled warmly. He was only in his twenties this year, much younger than most of his disciples, but over the years he had been getting along with everyone as an elder, which made them

I almost forgot that my master is still young and frivolous.

"Sir, if you want to go, please bring your disciples with you!"

Yan Fu knelt down and knocked his head heavily on the ground.

"My disciple's wife died on the battlefield, and I also have a blood feud with them. Please sir, allow me to accompany you."

Confucius burst into tears, and Confucius was also a little moved.

"Sir, please allow me to accompany you."

"Sir, please allow me to accompany you as well."

"gentlemen……"

All the disciples knelt on the ground and kowtowed their heads on the ground. They would not get up if their master refused.

"Hey, I just told you not to imitate me. I haven't left yet. You must be disobedient now."

Kong Ru was a little helpless. After all, he was going to die, so it was right for these disciples to be worried.

"If you stay, I can die, but our Confucianism cannot be cut off. You have to pass on our Confucianism. This is my greatest hope."

The disciples cried together, but no one said anything about going together. They knew that they would shoulder greater responsibilities in the future.

Kong Ru once again returned to the mountain city where he grew up. It was now deserted and inhabited. It was a pity that he didn't have a chance to visit after returning to Lu State last time.

The previous Confucian turmoil took away everyone here. This place is close to the Demon Samurai Palace, so there was a lot of trouble.

The rich man's house was dilapidated and seemed to have been vacant. Confucius didn't know where the rich man's family was buried, and he couldn't find it if he wanted to pay homage.

The scenery on the mountain where he and those children lived is almost the same as before. The fruit tree is still there, and the bones of a child are buried here.

The cave on the top of the mountain is the same as before, except that the murals are almost gone, leaving only a few traces. In a few years, these traces will no longer exist.

There are also several children's bones buried here, and hers is also there. She doesn't even have a name. Apart from herself, no one will remember her anymore.

The same is true for them, no one will remember them except themselves.

Maybe he is going to die too.

"Everything starts here, and everything will end here. I can't give you freedom, but I will let you see that I will bring freedom to all mortals. Whether it is demons, demons, or anything else,

, please disappear completely from this world."

"My name is Kong Ru, the leader of Confucianism. I am here today to declare war on all the shamans, giants, demons, and demons in the world! I will wait for you here for three days. If you don't come, I will visit you one by one."

Confucius looked up to the sky and roared, and made a battle post.

The sound spread throughout the five kingdoms, and the four tribes that had no contact with each other united together and devoted all their strength to besiege and kill Confucius.

They not only want to kill Confucius, but they also want to find out the secrets about canonization from Confucius. To this end, they will try their best.

Three days later, the four tribes arrived as promised.

Confucius waited for too long at the entrance of the cave on the top of the mountain. When he was hungry, he went to catch a rabbit and a pheasant, roasted them, and ate them with gusto.

When the four tribes arrived, they acted as if they hadn't seen them and just ate by themselves.

Seeing him like this, the Demon King sneered:

"The legendary Mr. Kong Ru is quite dashing. All the guests are here, do you still want to ignore me like this?"

Kong Ru gnawed all the bones in his hand, threw them aside, and wiped his mouth.

"It's rude to interrupt someone's meal. You really don't understand the rules. You're a bunch of barbarians."

He stood up slowly, drew out the sword from his waist, and pointed it at the leaders of the four tribes who were coming.

"Today, I will teach you how to be a good person."

The long sword was unsheathed, and a battle began between lightning and flint.

No one can know the process of this battle. Except for the one that Confucius deliberately left behind, the seven mountains here have been moved to the level. This battle lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the entire area of ​​more than ten miles was destroyed.

Due to the rampant evil spirit and demonic energy, not a single blade of grass grew here for many years.

No one knows the outcome. After that battle, there were no more shamans in the Chu region, no giants in the Jin region, the little demons of the Yan country fled back to the mountains, and the demons disappeared from sight.

And Confucius never came back.

The Qin State became more and more prosperous due to the popularization of Confucianism. Externally, the monks headed by Xu Xinyi were invincible and no one could compete with them.

Confucianism is far away from the rivers and lakes, while the ascetics live high in the temples. Although the two do not cooperate, they complement each other. The other five countries cannot be enemies of Qin at all.

It took the Qin State only two years to completely destroy the Lu State, and then rejected the goodwill from the other three countries. It took a few more years to annex the smallest state of Chu in the corner, and a few more years to cultivate and recuperate, and began to

Persuade Jin to surrender.

The Jin State refused to obey, and relied on the totems left by the giants to compete with the Qin State. However, the Qin State is no longer what it was before. The cultivation and growth in the past few years have made the Qin State extremely powerful. The Jin State can only support

All fell within a year.

When Qin's troops were directed at Yan, King Yan directly chose to surrender.

Even though the Yan State was powerful and occupied one-third of the world's land, the King of Yan still lost his mind to compete with the Qin State.

Because they didn't even have a totem, the demon clan little demon didn't have anything left for him when he escaped.

From then on, the world was united.

When the King of Qin proclaimed himself emperor, he required the Qin State to have the same writing system, use the same chariot track, and unify weights and measures.

The King of Qin built a temple for Confucius and called him a Confucian saint.

After the founding of the Qin Dynasty, the ascetics were respected. However, as time went by, the ascetics gradually lost their power and became no different from ordinary people. The ascetics began to fade out of the stage of history.

The power of Confucianism also began to disappear with the "divine ban", and the writing created by Confucius became ordinary writing. However, Confucian thought was very conducive to the rule of kings, and Confucianism was established as a national study, and it is still respected today.
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