There was silence in the stone room. Yang Ji held the "Book of Great Confucianism" and quickly calmed down after the initial shock.
"It doesn't make sense. Could it be that something happened in tens of thousands of years that I don't know about?"
Yang Ji began to think calmly about the problem.
A long time has passed since the era when "The Book of Great Confucianism" was written. No one can guarantee whether anyone has been here or whether other changes have occurred.
If someone had been here before me and obtained the "Book of Confucianism", then the bizarre situation would not be surprising.
In fact, Yang Ji began to worry about whether what he got was the real "Book of Great Confucianism". Maybe, "The Book of Great Confucianism" had been subcontracted by someone.
"No, other things have changed. But this ancient atmosphere cannot change. Besides, why would he do this?"
Yang Ji quickly shook his head again.
Those "literary sages" who became saints through reading, spoke the Dharma, and commanded heaven and earth, their supernatural powers are beyond ordinary imagination. Since they have left these clues for the revival of literature, there is absolutely no chance that there will be any accidents, or even that they will be
People exchange.
"Is it because my cultivation level is not enough? A child's level of literary cultivation is not enough to read the contents of "The Book of Great Confucianism"?"
Yang Ji secretly frowned, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was not the case.
"There must be something key here that I didn't pay attention to."
Yang Ji hugged "The Book of Great Confucianism" and simply sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on trying to figure it out. He read the "Book of Great Confucianism" several times, and tried to write articles on it with his hands, but there was still no response.
"What on earth is it? There is no way that Confucian and Taoist ancestor would lie to me."
Yang Ji rested his chin on his hands and thought hard. Everything, before and after, went through his mind.
"...Wen Ye, if after all eternity, you wake up again and meet someone with our pen and ink, it means that everyone else has failed. That person will be the last person in our Wen Dao."
Suddenly, a thundering sound passed through his mind, and Yang Ji was shocked. He suddenly understood something.
"I know! Wen Sheng's pen and ink is Wen Sheng's pen and ink!..."
Yang Ji became excited.
"The "Book of Great Confucianism" is not something that anyone can read if they get it. It is reserved for heirs of the literary line. If you want to read the content in the book, you must be a heir of Wen Dao. And the certificate of a heir of Wen Dao is
The pen and ink of the literary saint!..."
Yang Ji knew everything. He finally understood why the "Book of Great Confucianism" he got contained no words.
In ten thousand years, too many things can happen. Even the "literary sages" who are knowledgeable about heaven and man cannot guarantee that everything will go wrong.
They left behind the "Book of Great Confucianism", and at the same time they also left behind the keys, which are the fragments of "the pen and ink of the literary sage".
The key reason why the Confucian and Taoist senior entrusted the "Book of Great Confucianism" to himself, rather than to others, was that he possessed the aura of "the pen and ink of a literary sage".
Yang Ji thought of this and no longer hesitated. He hurriedly took out the piece of "Wen Sheng's pen and ink" from his arms. The "x" on it, which looked like "文" and "有", was emitting a dazzling light, and the light was hesitant.
, as if they sensed the breath of "The Book of Great Confucianism" and echoed each other.
"It turns out that's really the case."
When Yang Ji saw this, he had no doubts.
"Whoosh!"
"Literary Saint's Pen and Ink" sensed the aura of "The Book of Great Confucianism", and before Yang Ji could let go, he snapped his fingers and turned into a swaying white light and fell into the "Book of Great Confucianism".
Crash! As if a pair of invisible palms were turning, the pages of "The Book of Confucianism" began to turn rapidly one by one from beginning to end, and then quickly closed again with a snap.
As the pages of the book were closed, silence returned to the stone room. The "Book of Confucianism" in his hand seemed unchanged, and the cover was no different from before, but Yang Ji's heart began to pound.
Hiss! Yang Ji took a deep breath, and then opened the title page of "The Book of Great Confucianism".
"Buzz!"
Where Yang Ji's fingers touched, ripples appeared on the huge white title page. Lines of writing appeared from scratch, from blur to clarity, and slowly appeared on the page:
"Level of Literary Qi: Tongsheng (proficient in arts and sciences)."
"The borrowing level that can be read: Tongsheng level."
"Attachment: Having the quality of 'toughness' is one of the basic conditions for becoming a 'literary student'."
…
Then there is a large blank space after it.
Looking at the handwriting on the title page of "The Book of Great Confucianism", Yang Ji's mouth opened wide.
"This book can actually detect the literary spirit of a person!"
Yang Ji was surprised. The handwriting was square and straight, like an old scholar standing in front of you meticulously.
"Tenacity?... Could this be the standard for obtaining the qualifications of a 'tongsheng' in the era of literary saints? In this case, wouldn't there be a connection to the fame of the literary and Taoist lineage?"
Yang Ji was thinking a lot. When the historian said that his writings had "literary spirit", he still couldn't understand it. At this time when the literary spirit is weak, it is difficult to develop any literary spirit.
But now it seems that in this era, although the "long river of majesty" has been wiped out, there can be no literary saint who "reads to become a saint".
But now it seems that no matter when, as long as we follow the context, it may not be impossible to give birth to new "literary students", "literary talents", "literary scholars", "literary Jinshi", "literary champion", and even literary scholars. Master Tao.
Although it is difficult to say "literary saint", after all, in the prosperous age of literary and Taoism that has not been destroyed, if you want to study and become a saint, it is not an easy matter to give birth to a "literary saint", but the birth of a "literary and Taoist master" is still It's totally ok.
"No wonder it's called "The Book of Great Confucianism", that's it!"
Yang Ji finally understood the origin of the title of the book. The upper limit of training for this book is probably the greatest master in the literary world. As for the "literary sage", it is not that it does not want to cultivate, but that it cannot cultivate.
If this is really possible, I am afraid that the "literary sages" in ancient times are at a loss.
"I started studying at the age of seven. I wasted and stumbled along the way. Even in the face of pressure from the eldest lady, I never gave up. Unintentionally, I met the conditions mentioned in "The Book of Great Confucianism". In addition, the article was born from my heart, and I wrote The articles that came out were full of literary style, and I was able to pass the 'Tongsheng' exam. This is probably where the so-called tenacity comes from."
"However, if the premise of being a literary child is 'tenacity', what is the premise of a literary scholar? A literary scholar, a literary scholar... or even a literary saint?"
…
Yang Ji had thoughts running through his mind. He felt as if he had glimpsed the "tip of the iceberg" of the ancient literary and Taoist era. Behind this "Book of Great Confucianism" seemed to contain the story of the emergence of talents in large numbers in the ancient literary and Taoist era, including scholars, candidates, Jinshi, and number one scholars. The secret of great masters and literary saints.
If used well, it may not be impossible to recreate the prosperity of ancient literature and Taoism in this era!
"By the way, the title page also mentions some references that can be read!"
Yang Ji's heart moved and he immediately turned over the title page. The next moment, full of words came to his face. Seeing these words, Yang Ji felt excited.
"The ancient borrowing of Confucianism and Taoism...the real borrowing of ancient Confucianism and Taoism!"
Yang Ji looked at the lines of writing on it. At the first glance, Yang Ji knew that he had really seen those "ancient borrowings of Confucianism and Taoism" that had disappeared in the long river of history.
The knowledge of Confucianism and Taoism is vast, but only an insignificant part of it was preserved in Yang Ji's era.
Even those "Sutras" and "Jiu" that have been handed down have some deficiencies. It is good to maintain most of the content. As for the complete original text, it is no longer possible.
The so-called difference is a slight difference, but a mistake is a thousand miles. In the words of sages, the difference is only one word, but the meaning can be completely different.
The inability to find the original original text of ancient Confucianism and Taoism has always been a huge regret for today's literary and Taoist circles.
"Enlightenment", "Youth Learning", "Knowledge of Chapters", "Ask for Rites", "Knowledge of Meanings"... historians will be very excited when they read these classics. Unexpectedly, these things can be found in my book. Reproduce it on your hands.”
Yang Ji was overjoyed.
Regardless of the pursuit of strength, as a Confucian and Taoist student, Yang Ji was also very happy to be able to bring these ancient chapters to life in their original glory.
Yang Ji looked at the past line by line. Since he switched to martial arts, Yang Ji has not been obsessed with knowledge and articles for a long time.
It seems that these words are not simply written with pen and ink, but are gathered with supreme literary spirit, and the lines contain supreme aura and knowledge.
Yang Ji felt like a blank sponge, completely absorbing the contents of these ancient borrowings. Yang Ji could even feel that his mental power was obviously increasing step by step in the process of reading.
This is like receiving the teachings of a profound Confucian and Taoist sage face to face across endless time and space.
"It's incredible, it's incredible... Just reading these classics can increase people's spirit. No wonder in the prosperous age of literature, tens of millions of students were undistracted, tirelessly obsessed with literature, and so many children were born. , Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi, Zhuangyuan... Every one of them is brilliant in literary talent and soaring to the sky!"
Yang Ji was filled with admiration.
How prosperous was the flourishing age of literature? There is a saying that has been passed down continuously about that era. That is, in that era, most students did not "read" books, but "listen" to books.
What they see is not words, but "hears" sounds directly in their ears. As the saying goes, "the lingering sound lingers for three months without stopping", when they see words, what they hear in their minds are "voices", and the lessons of the sages are in their ears. March lasts forever.
Yang Ji's cultivation was not enough and he could not reach the state of "listening" to books.
But just reading these beautiful chapters can increase knowledge and mental strength. Yang Ji can already imagine that these ancient anecdotes are probably more than just legends.