"Ahem..." Zihui cleared his throat and began to teach.

"Dear senior brothers, senior sisters, and fellow disciples from the east, you all know that Confucianism lives with people and dies with people. Some people say that Confucianism is the heart of people, while others say that Confucianism is people's destiny. What do you think is Confucianism?

"

Wen Donglai thought to himself, judging from the meaning of his words and the last seat he was sitting in, he must also be of a later generation, he just came earlier than himself.

Zi Hui looked around and saw that the senior brothers sitting in the front row stood up one after another and spoke out their answers in loud voices.

"Confucianism, courtesy to Tianyan."

"Confucianism, happiness hurts."

"Ru, shoot the wolf."

"Confucianism protects against natural enemies."

"Confucianism, Shu Tianzhang."

"Confucianism, count the destiny."

Wen Donglai's eyes moved up and down as they stood up and sat down, but his brain was directly in a state of panic, and some mysterious emotions deep in his heart were stirred.

At the same time, a long and leisurely sigh also sounded in his mind: "...Oh, I woke up from a dream, it's not yesterday anymore..."

"Xiaowen, what's wrong with you?" Wen Donglai asked in his heart.

"It's nothing. I'm very happy. Thank you for letting me hear the answer I wanted to hear for a long time."

Wen Donglai was suddenly shocked. Xiaowen was a Confucian, so these six sentences were not talking about him.

It's just that he doubts whether Xiaowen is so great, or is he just like himself, just speaking out of his own feelings.

Zi later saw Wen Donglai without saying a word. He glanced at him secretly and said: "Since ancient times, human power has been limited, but the power of heaven is infinite. The sun, moon, stars, thunder, lightning, wind and fire, clouds, rain, ice and fog, are all infinite power of heaven."

Manifestation, human beings cannot control this power, and the only people who can move the power of heaven are Confucianism."

Move the power of heaven!

Ru can move the power of heaven!

Wen Donglai's heart was beating fast. Could it be that human beings in this world can already use Confucianism to move the power of heaven? Doesn't that mean they have the power to transform nature?

Even the glorious earth, developed into the 21st century, is still trembling under the power and majesty of nature.

When Zi saw Wen Donglai's stunned expression, he stretched out his hand and tapped it in front of his eyes. The button on his chest flashed a red light, and a scene of light flow disturbance appeared in front of everyone out of thin air. It turned out to be a kind of distance projection technology.

Wen Donglai's eyes were immediately attracted.

A planet with boiling red flames appeared in front of him. It was like a scene from hell. It was impossible to find any living things, just like Mars.

"This is the Hongluan star. It was discovered in the Nandou Starfield a hundred years ago. It is red all year round, and its surface temperature exceeds a thousand degrees. It can be said that you can use its temperature to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the Kuanxing Ancient Tower from hundreds of miles away.

"

"Haha, I know you like to eat tomato scrambled eggs." The person below immediately laughed out loud, which also caused the whole room to burst into laughter.

Zihui's cheeks turned slightly red, trying to calm down. He turned his eyes left and right, and the scene seemed to have ripples of water droplets, and in the blink of an eye it was replaced by a photo of a lush green planet.

"This is the Red Luan Star a hundred years later. Oh, now it has been renamed the Green Luan Star. The Six Masters of Heavenly Confucianism and the Six Confucian Confucians used their vast celestial power to push the hellish planet that is red all year round to the optimal distance from the sun, and

It was transplanted with three satellites that can block extraterrestrial meteorites. It took only a hundred years to transform it into what it is now. I went there for a tour some time ago. It was full of life and fully met the conditions for interstellar immigration.

Now the six Confucian masters are considering selling this planet to an outside civilization." Zihui shook his head, looking very proud.

Selling the planet?

The Confucian people of Tianru Continent are actually reselling the planet. Such arrogance...

Wen Donglai's brain cells are somewhat insufficient.

"So Confucianism uses the power of heaven, the power of heaven is infinite, and the power of heaven reaches the sky. Let us continue to forge ahead and connect with the sky. Thank you all." Zihui pressed the button on his chest, turned off the projection, and then slightly arched his hands downwards, ending

gave his own lecture.

Bang bang...

Wen Donglai applauded excitedly, slapping his hands as if for free, surprising the whole room, and everyone stared at him curiously.

"Sorry, I'm very excited." Only then did Wen Donglai realize that the other senior brothers were only paying attention to Zihui.

But he quickly raised his hand and asked: "How can Ru move the power of heaven?"

"Induction between heaven and man." Zi Hui, who returned to his seat, continued: "Only by turning on the induction between heaven and man, and communicating with God's will and human affairs, can your Confucianism move the vast power of heaven."

"Then how to activate the induction of heaven and humans?"

"By calmly thinking and cultivating your mind, you will be able to find the opportunity to open up, and then activate the connection between heaven and man."

Thinking quietly and cultivating his mind, Wen Donglai rolled his eyes. He thought that Zi Hui's words were equivalent to not saying anything, and he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

In the past few years, Wen's mother has been most disappointed that he has never turned on the telepathy between heaven and humans.

And he is indeed not very qualified, and he has not turned on the telepathy to this day.

Zihui said again: "Only by turning on the telepathy between heaven and man, your Confucianism can move the power of heaven, and you will have the opportunity to take the imperial examination and learn the Confucian skills that condense Confucianism. In this way, your Confucianism will not be yours."

As a passer-by, he lived in a Confucian mansion, and with the help of Confucian scholars, he could pursue the ultimate unity of nature and man."

Wen Donglai's heart moved, and he condensed the Confucian mansion.

His Confucianism collapsed, he had been doubting this, he only had three years of memory, and the twelve years of memory three years ago were completely lost.

Perhaps the original owner of this body had condensed Confucianism three years ago.

But now I think about it, if his Confucian mansion hadn't collapsed and the old Confucianism died, how could Xiaowen have lived in his dilapidated Confucian mansion.
Chapter completed!