Xiao Wen said again: "He, Sheng, Dou, Dendrobium, Stone, I will help you count all the powers you get, strange powers, heavenly powers...even legendary powers. This Confucian mansion is strange, it is connected to a Confucian mansion.

, I will notify you if you are eligible to inherit."

Although he didn't know what strange force was, Wen Donglai finally knew that it turned out to be five units of measurement.

He, Sheng, Dou, Dendrobium, Stone.

There are five units of measurement. Wen Donglai smiled bitterly, why he had never discovered it.

He looked around and saw a space like sea water. This was the space in the Confucian Mansion. Xiao Wen said that there were articles in this space, Confucianism. Could it be that Confucianism was contaminated by six mysterious powers and could restrain Confucianism's weirdness?

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"The Ruzang is the endless treasure of Tianru Continent for tens of thousands of years, and it is the legacy left by all the great Confucians before their death."

The word inheritance instantly aroused Wen Donglai's interest, and he said with great expectation: "I wonder if I am qualified to inherit these inheritances."

"These are the inheritance of Confucianism cultivators, not yellow and white things, and you currently have no qualifications to inherit these Confucianism treasures."

When Wen Donglai heard this, he felt a little disappointed.

Xiao Wen gave him a new hope: "In fact, the legendary power is the key to unlocking the Confucian treasures in the Confucian mansion. In order to open this door, a lot of the legendary power in the Confucian mansion can't be obtained."

Even if you take out Confucian Zang, how to use Confucian Zang still depends on your heart..."

"The legendary power is so useful, but why my heart?".

"Confucianism is about cultivating one's moral character; Confucianism is based on the heart; only when a person's heart is calm can he be qualified to inherit all the Confucian treasures."

"Forget it, forget it, the more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes." Wen Donglai immediately gave up his interest and made another request: "I often play movies in my mind, such as the increase or decrease of strange power, like the system prompts, you

In the future, you can teach by words and deeds. There is no need to pass on patterns, which will easily distract me?"

"...Haha..." Xiaowen was startled, and then laughed loudly. His slightly trembling body shook and brushed countless rolling waves of red blood, making the twisted flesh and blood on his square face even more ugly and unsightly...

The blood training makes it more full and real...

When Wen Donglai woke up, it was deep into the night again.

I'm so lucky to have met Xiaowen.

When he got up, he obviously noticed that the ten-thousand-character stone tablet had turned into a wordless stone tablet out of thin air. As for where the words on it went, Xiao Wen said that he had erased them. He had some doubts. Those words were all engraved on it.

Maybe he chipped it away with a chisel.

"I really didn't expect that this stone tablet turned out to be the tomb of Emperor Luotian and Tianru. My mother asked me to worship it for three years. Could it be that carrying the holy sacrifice to heaven has something to do with it."

Wen Dong walked around the stone tablet for a long time, with many conjectures flashing through his mind.

Suddenly, he remembered that he promised the mysterious man in black robes that he would hand over Di Luotian to him. Unfortunately, he didn't know his contact information, otherwise he might be able to find Wen Mu through his power.

It's just that the changes on this day may have something to do with this stone tablet.

That 'dragon' was so afraid of Mother Wen crashing into the stone monument, could this stone monument take revenge on it?

Wen Donglai stared at the wordless stone tablet from afar, then turned back to the house to pack his bags.

Since his mother was gone, he had no choice but to temporarily seek refuge with Mo Longsheng. After all, the two of them had become an adulterous couple and each had their own needs.

This will be a new beginning!

"You said that your mother has gone on a long journey, so you want to stay at Mo's house for a while?" Ku Zhu led Wen Donglai around Ku Ru Zhai, and soon a place for him was arranged.

Who in this world likes to rely on others, mostly for some helpless reasons.

It is a simple bamboo room, but it is fully equipped with household equipment, and there are even many high-tech gadgets that Wen Dong has never seen before.

"Yes, mother must want to cultivate my independent and self-reliant character. Thank you for giving up the opportunity to study to help me, Kuzhu." Wen's mother's affairs can only be his secret.

While communicating with Kuzhu, Wen Donglai liked this little girl's gentle and sweet personality very much, which was ten thousand times better than the fierce girl from the Mo family.

"Your mother must be a very great mother." Kuzhu's eyes glowed with envy.

Wen Donglai appreciated her knowledge and reasoning even more.

It's just that he followed Kuzhu around Kuruzhai for a long time, and apart from the two of them, there seemed to be no other living people.

Kuzhu was more attentive. Seeing him looking around, as if he was looking for something, he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Now is the great harmonious world, everyone has his own house. Mr. Mo's disciples will not live here, so from now on

From the beginning, when no one is around, you will be the master of Kuruzhai."

Wen Donglai still couldn't hide his inner loneliness because he was living alone in a huge school.

I thought to myself: "I can only be regarded as a janitor at best."

But he was good at comforting himself and laughed at himself: "Everyone has a house, haha. Then I am not the only person in the world who does not have a house."

In the end, it's still the same as in the previous life.

"Hehe, actually it doesn't matter whether you have a house or not. As long as a person's heart has a place to rest, he can be at home all over the world." Kuzhu squinted his eyes and comforted him with a smile.

Wen Donglai was amazed by her understanding.

Although it was just a sentence of chicken soup for the soul, Wen Donglai still gave him a thumbs up and praised: "You are right, Teacher Kuzhu."

But his heart really has nowhere to rest.

The two of them started to communicate with each other, and they talked about more and more common topics, and the relationship between friends quickly heated up.

When parting, Kuzhu was a little bit reluctant to say goodbye. It had been a long time since he had such a fun conversation with someone.

When she turned around, she was so shy about her reluctance that she returned to Mo Mansion almost blushing.

Before she could report to Mo Longsheng, she was pulled back to the boudoir by the shrewd young lady. She had to report the 'enemy information' to this young lady one by one.

"Ah... Tsk..." Wen Donglai sneezed several times in a row, his face turned red from holding it in, and he cursed in his heart who was trying to trick him.

Rubbing the bridge of his sore nose, Wen Donglai shouted happily, and his whole body slumped on the bamboo bed, forming a very unsightly large font.

The bones all over his body were sore and soft, as if they were about to melt. He narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured: "It's so comfortable to lie down like this."
Chapter completed!