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Chapter 177 Master Kong Sheng!

This is the truth about the mystery of ghosts and gods. What the Ghost Saint heard in the school was not the voice of ghosts and gods, but the painful wails of countless souls.

The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. From the moment life was born, there has been life and death.

Countless gods, demons and demons, countless powerful souls, even if they have the ability to reach heaven and earth, will eventually disappear and collapse in the face of the torrent of time.

But unlike what ordinary people imagine, not all lives return to nothingness after death, but a considerable part of lives have their souls broken after death, and those broken souls are like duckweeds, floating between heaven and earth.

They are neither alive nor dead, but they have no self-awareness. For them, time is a prison, and existence itself is a kind of pain.

Chen Shaojun knew a long time ago that the world is filled with many soul fragments of gods and demons. Even the crown of light that is familiar to all gods, demons and demons in the world is composed of a considerable part of these soul fragments and rules.

The ability of gods and demons is the ability of the crown of light.

However, all this is just knowledge. Chen Shaojun never thought that he could feel the existence of these soul fragments and understand their pain in such an intuitive way like now.

"So this is the reason for everything..."

Chen Shaojun felt compassion in his heart. His eyes slowly swept around, completely immersed in this world that no one had ever discovered before.

However, Chen Shaojun didn't know that when he embraced Yin and Yang, broke the barrier between heaven and earth, and solved the mystery of ghosts and saints, at the same time, strange phenomena also occurred in the outside world.

"Boy, you!"

Just a short distance away, Xiaowo suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Chen Shaojun in front of him.

Before, Chen Shaojun had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, motionless, and there didn't seem to be anything special about him. But at this moment, in Xiaowo's eyes, he saw fluorescent lights suddenly appearing next to Chen Shaojun, with his body as the dividing line, and the ground

A round of Yin-Yang Tai Chi suddenly appeared, half dark and half bright. Not only that, with Chen Shaojun as the center, around the Yin-Yang Tai Chi, hexagrams appeared one after another.

These hexagrams were not deduced by Chen Shaojun's formation, but were generated naturally, as if Chen Shaojun had touched the rules of heaven and earth that had never been touched before.

Not only that, behind Chen Shaojun, phantoms of saints suddenly appeared, with high crowns and stern expressions, guarding beside Chen Shaojun.

"The visions of heaven and earth are protected by the disciples. Boy, what on earth have you done?"

At this moment, Xiao Wo suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he suddenly discovered something, and his expression was extremely shocked.

However, before it could think about it, a vibration came from behind. Xiaowo turned his head, only to find that the ghost monument, which had been as motionless as a mountain, suddenly trembled, the smoke exploded, and the billowing ghost aura had not completely dissipated.

, but surged like life, spreading along the surface, but in an instant it rolled towards Chen Shaojun in front, and then quickly sank into his body.

"Thousands of years have passed. Unexpectedly, someone has really solved the unsolved mysteries left by the teacher."

At the same time, deep in Chen Shaojun's consciousness, a voice suddenly sounded.

Chen Shaojun turned around and saw a figure next to him at a glance. He was wearing black robes and slightly dark skin, but his eyes were extremely bright and full of endless wisdom.

"Junior Chen Shaojun has seen the Ghost Saint!"

Chen Shaojun came to his senses and bowed respectfully.

The figure that appeared in front of him was naturally the Ghost Saint, but unlike the dull figure in the Ghost Monument, the Ghost Saint's eyes moved in front of him, which was obviously not an illusion.

However, time passed, thousands of years passed, and even the saints had dissipated. The moment he saw the ghost saint in front of him, Chen Shaojun understood that the ghost saint in front of him was just a ray of consciousness left in the ghost monument thousands of years ago.

"Did you see everything?"

Ghost Saint said.

Chen Shaojun was startled at first, and then realized that the Ghost Saint was dead. Although the ray of consciousness he left behind could communicate with him freely, it was only residual consciousness after all. He was not the real Ghost Saint, and he could not feel what he felt.

Everything, and only by embracing yin and negating yang can we see the truth of the world. The nature of the ghost clan's realm is yin, and they cannot break through the realm they just realized. It becomes more and more difficult to see the truth of things here.

This means not knowing the true face of Mount Tai, just because you are in this mountain.

"I saw it."

Chen Shaojun did not hide anything and told Ghost Saint exactly what he saw.

It was quiet all around. After listening to Chen Shaojun's narration, Guisheng's expression was complicated and he fell into silence for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking.

Obviously, what Chen Shaojun saw he was not able to see back then, or perhaps what he saw was not as detailed and detailed as Chen Shaojun.

"So that's it, that's all the truth!"

After a long time, Ghost Saint suddenly let out a long sigh. He looked at Chen Shaojun with deep gratitude in his eyes:

"There is no end to learning. If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. I finally understand the mystery that has troubled me for thousands of years. Young man, thank you."

The last words spoken by Ghost Saint came from the bottom of his heart and were extremely sincere.

"Juniors don't dare."

Chen Shaojun quickly bowed humbly, but soon, Chen Shaojun noticed something and his heart skipped a beat.

"Teacher? Aren't the words and mysteries on the stele left by our predecessors? What does this have to do with Master Kong Sheng?"

"hehe."

Ghost Saint chuckled, and then glanced at Chen Shaojun:

"Although the voices of ghosts and gods have troubled me for a long time, the words on the stele are indeed left by my ancestor. The teacher studied Yi for seventy years and has already studied heaven and man, and has explored the past and present. I have some memories that I have not left behind.

Now I will simply tell you one by one."

The next moment, the ghost saint's figure suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding lights and shadows changed. In a trance, Chen Shaojun sank into the ghost saint's memory again, but this time it was content that Chen Shaojun had never been exposed to.

Crack!

The lights flickered, and this was a dim thatched cottage, simple and simple, but extremely clean, and filled with a strong... bookish atmosphere.

At this time, Chen Shaojun saw an old man who was over seventy years old behind the desk. His hair and beard were white, and he was wearing old Confucian clothes that had been washed white. However, his waist was as straight as a mountain.

So majestic.

Master Kong Sheng!

The moment he saw the old man, a thought flashed through Chen Shaojun's mind, and he immediately understood the other man's identity.

The old man behind the desk is at least 70% similar to the portraits and sculptures of Confucius that are circulating today. His aura is elegant, and people can't help but feel close to him the moment they see him, but the most important thing is those eyes.

.

Those eyes were filled with tranquility amid the vicissitudes of life, as if they had seen through all the human world and sophistication, returned to their original nature, and at the same time contained infinite wisdom.

When Chen Shaojun looked at those eyes, he felt as if all the civilization and wisdom in the world were stored in these eyes.

"Zimo, you and I are teachers and students, and now it's time for you to leave as a teacher."

There was silence in the thatched cottage. When Chen Shaojun saw Master Kong Sheng opposite, he opened and closed his lips and spoke.

"Teacher, the students don't want to leave."

Opposite Confucius, Chen Shaojun saw the Ghost Saint with a sad expression, kneeling on the ground and prostrate.

"Trees have withered and flourished, the moon has waxed and waned, and the rise and fall of all things are the most fundamental principles. They will come together when fate comes, and they will separate when the time comes. Idiot, can't you see this?"

Kong Sheng said calmly.

Chen Shaojun looked at this scene and felt enlightened in his heart.

Regarding Confucius in his later years, there are actually few records in Confucian books, but Chen Shaojun knew that judging from the existing books circulating, Kong Sheng's Confucianism may have been perfected long ago and he began to study Yi. However, at this time, Confucius

He has also fully understood the world and reached the point where he can predict the future.

Not only the ghost saint, Kong Sheng also predicted the life and death disasters of other disciples.

On the ground, the Ghost Saint was kneeling with his head on the ground, still motionless, and became increasingly sad.

He transformed from a ghost tapir and followed Confucius all the way, enlightening his spiritual wisdom, becoming literate and cultivating Confucianism. For him, Confucius was not only a teacher, but also his relative.

Emotionally, Ghost Saint is unwilling to leave.

However, he is extremely filial to his teacher, no less than any other brothers. Since the teacher has spoken, even if he doesn't want to in his heart, Ghost Saint can only obey the teacher's orders:

"Disciple, obey."

"When you say goodbye, there are only a few words you should keep in mind."

Kong Shengdao.

"yes."

The Ghost Saint was originally prostrate on the ground, but when he heard the teacher's instructions, he immediately sat upright and listened respectfully.

"Zimo, please remember that although the voices of ghosts and gods you hear in your ears have troubled you for half your life, they are also an opportunity for you and my Confucianism."

Kong Shengdao.

"An opportunity for Confucianism and Taoism?"

The ghost saint in the thatched cottage and Chen Shaojun who was listening at this time were both shocked.

"Well, there are some things that I couldn't answer you back then. It's only now that I finally figured it out."

Kong Sheng had a rare look of reminiscence in his eyes:

"What you are involved in involves an old incident that happened a long time ago in my Confucianism and Taoism, and it also involves the roots of my Confucianism and Taoism."

"The origin of Confucianism and Taoism?"

Ghost Saint looked surprised.

Chen Shaojun also became more and more confused.

"I can't tell you too much at the moment. You just need to know that when time comes, everything will gradually become clear. Just remember, this is not something you and my teacher can solve, nor is it something you and I can solve. It will be something that can be solved later."

Thousands or even nearly 10,000 years later people will solve the problem, that person is my Confucian and Taoist counterpart."

Kong Sheng looked sad, as if he had already seen through the future.

"Please forgive my disciple's doubts. The teacher is a scholar of heaven and man, and has already understood the latitude and longitude. Since the teacher has already understood the problem, why do we still have to wait for thousands of years? After ten thousand years, isn't it possible that the teacher's ability cannot solve it?"

The Ghost Saint suddenly looked serious.

"Idiot."

Kong Sheng sighed and shook his head:

"Everyone has his own way. The way of being a teacher has come to an end. As for the things you are involved in,...that is no longer the way of being a teacher."

"In the future, thousands of years later, our Confucianism and Taoism will decline, and we will no longer have sons, let alone saints. When the person who answers the question appears, he will definitely be able to do what my teacher has never done, and fulfill my unfulfilled wish.

Only those who can truly perfect the Confucianism and Taoism of being a teacher, achieve true teaching without discrimination, and educate all living beings can be the true Confucianism and Taoism.”

"By then, Confucianism and Taoism will surely usher in another real great rise!"

After talking about it, Kong Sheng behind the desk slowly raised his head. At that moment, Chen Shaojun suddenly felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart. He felt that Kong Sheng's eyes were deep and penetrating, as if they had penetrated thousands of years of time.

I saw myself directly.


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