"Before I leave, I will give you two sentences. By then, you will know the whole story."
Kong Sheng "looked" at Chen Shaojun, and suddenly he flicked his palm, and a magnificent righteousness burst out. At the same time, a white banner flew towards Ghost Saint.
The moment the words flew up, a line of handwriting suddenly came into view.
"The way of heaven is declining, the way of earth is becoming full, the ghosts and gods are causing harm, and the way of humanity is full of evil..." Zimo remembers this sentence, and everything will become clear to him in the future."
"Young man, my journey has come to an end. I hope you can really do what I haven't done!"
Kong Sheng's voice echoed in his ears, and the last sentence seemed to be addressed to Chen Shaojun, and the surroundings suddenly became dim and blurred. When the thatched cottage illuminated by the oil lamp disappeared, Chen Shaojun saw what he was about to see again.
The ghost saint before.
Chen Shaojun said nothing, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"This ghost monument was actually left by me in accordance with the teacher's wishes. You are also the one who answered the question as the teacher said. Maybe you can really do what neither the teacher nor I can do."
Ghost Saint smiled.
"However, I still don't understand the meaning of senior and Master Kong Sheng."
Chen Shaojun frowned and said.
"You saw those painful, broken souls with your own eyes, didn't you?"
Ghost Holy Way.
"yes."
Chen Shaojun said.
"Haha, actually you already understand, right? Those souls are full of pain, but except you and me, no one else can feel their existence at all."
"The teacher once said that education leads to no distinction. However, Confucianism and Taoism have not been able to solve their pain. The teacher has spent his whole life on educating human beings, which is beyond his ability."
"That's why the teacher said, this is not his way."
Ghost Holy Way.
"But, can I really do what even Master Kong Sheng couldn't do?"
Chen Shaojun frowned.
It was not that he was belittling himself. In that moment, he saw too many soul fragments. They were soul fragments that existed countless thousands of years ago, even before the birth of all heavens and worlds. For countless millions of years, no one has ever seen them.
I don’t know how many soul fragments have accumulated in this world.
I'm afraid that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg of countless broken souls, not even the tip of the iceberg.
Because there are probably too many souls filled with pain floating between heaven and earth to count.
Even the saints dare not lie about things that Chen Shaojun dare not say that he can really solve.
"Everything depends on people. As long as you do your best and leave no regrets, you don't need to care about the results. After all, if you and I can't do it, then it will be even more impossible for others, right?"
Ghost Holy Way.
"Students understand."
Chen Shaojun was silent for a long time, and finally nodded if he realized something.
Indeed, if they can't do it, it's even less possible for others.
Seeing this, Ghost Saint finally showed a smile, as if he was relieved:
"My wish has been fulfilled and it's time to leave. These things can be considered as parting gifts and given to you."
Ghost Saint said, he stretched out his palm, and a book page immediately appeared in his palm.
Chen Shaojun just took a look and was immediately overjoyed:
"The Analects of Confucius by Ghost Saint."
What the Ghost Saint is holding is the missing last page in the Analects of Confucius.
"Haha, it is not easy for you to have the cultivation level of a great Confucian at such a young age. This is also my Confucian blessing. However, this is not what I really want to give you."
Ghost Saint said, and in a flash, he took out the last thing.
"oh?"
Chen Shaojun was very curious and looked over subconsciously. However, after just one glance, Chen Shaojun was shocked and could not help but whisper:
"Golden pages? How is this possible!"
The last gift from the Ghost Saint's mouth was none other than a golden book page that was exactly the same as the one Chen Shaojun got from the Confucian Temple's Literary Tree.
Chen Shaojun always thought that the golden page was unique and the most special, but he never thought that the Ghost Saint actually kept such a page.
No, if you look carefully, there are still subtle differences between the two.
The scripture page presented by Wen Shu was pure gold, while the ghost saint's scripture was white in gold. When the ghost saint sent this scripture page, the golden pages in Chen Shaojun's mind suddenly vibrated and echoed each other.
There is no doubt that although there are slight differences, the two have the same origin.
For a time, Chen Shaojun's heart was filled with waves.
"Senior, what exactly is this golden page?"
Chen Shaojun looked serious and finally couldn't help but ask.
If there is anyone who knows the truth and can tell him the truth about the golden pages, it is probably the Ghost Saint.
"This is not a golden page, but a Confucian and Taoist scripture given by the teacher."
Ghost Holy Way.
Kong Sheng?
Chen Shaojun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but he felt it was reasonable.
"These are things from before the teacher founded Confucianism and Taoism. The teacher has always carried them with him when he traveled around the world. I don't know what they are. The teacher has never mentioned them, and we have never asked about them. I only know the final parting.
At that time, the teacher gave these pages to eight of our disciples."
Ghost Saint said calmly.
"Eight people? That means there are eight such pages in total?"
Chen Shaojun said that this was the first time he knew this information.
"Well, the teacher handed the things to us without explaining them in detail. He just said that when the time comes, everything will become clear. So this sutra page is not given to you by me, but by the teacher. So
I can't tell you the answer, but you are the one the teacher said should answer the question. Maybe you can solve the real mystery of these pages in the future."
Ghost Holy Way.
"The passing away is like a man, never leaving day or night. Young man, my time has come and it's time to say goodbye."
As the Ghost Saint spoke, his body dissipated and suddenly turned into countless light spots:
"My little friend, I left something else in the stone tablet, so I'd like you to take care of it as well."
"Something? What something?"
Chen Shaojun quickly asked, but the ghost saint's voice lingered, and there was no answer.
Chen Shaojun was stunned for a moment. At that moment, he knew that the last ray of consciousness left by the Ghost Saint between heaven and earth had completely disappeared.
Chen Shaojun opened his eyes, and everything familiar came into view again. Chen Shaojun saw the little snail at a glance, staring at him with wide eyes.
"How long has it been?"
Chen Shaojun asked.
"You have just been in samadhi for a while, why-"
Xiaowo looked surprised, but before she finished speaking, boom, suddenly, the ground shook, and Xiaowo subconsciously turned her head. The next moment, in her shocked eyes, she saw the ghost that had been standing on the top of the mountain for who knows how long.
The stele suddenly collapsed, exploded, and suddenly turned into a ball of billowing ghostly energy. The restrictions within the stele also completely disappeared.
Not only that, as the Ghost Monument collapsed, the entire Ghost Saint area shook violently, as if it had also received a huge impact.
"how come?"
Xiaowo was stunned for a moment. It had been staying beside Chen Shaojun. It was clear that Chen Shaojun had done nothing, so why did the ghost monument suddenly collapse?
At this moment, Xiaowo was confused. Only Chen Shaojun looked calm, not surprised.
"Is this what Senior Ghost Saint left behind?"
Chen Shaojun took a step forward, and with a move of his right hand, a ball of black brilliance emitted weak soul fluctuations and immediately fell into Chen Shaojun's palm.
This is a fragmented consciousness, and it is in deep sleep. Obviously, this is the consciousness that is most deeply entangled with the Ghost Saint.
"My current strength is meager, I can only leave it to the future."
As Chen Shaojun said this, he sent the remaining consciousness into the golden pages presented by the Ghost Saint.
"Now there's only one last step left."
Chen Shaojun lowered his head and looked at the pages of the Ghost Saint book that had appeared in his hand at some point. His literary power had reached the peak of the Ten Dou. Now that the conditions were met, he could finally truly hit the realm of Confucianism.
Opening the pages of the book, Chen Shaojun looked carefully, and wisps of literary spirit poured into Chen Shaojun's mind from the pages.
After a while——
boom!
When Chen Shaojun read the last page of text, the earth shook, and at the top of the mountains, a magnificent spirit suddenly rose into the sky, appearing extremely dazzling in the dim world of the ghost clan.
In the distance, the young man in white had already passed through the ghost saint's barrier air wall and left the ghost saint area, but the next moment, he seemed to feel something, his whole body was shaken, and he turned around sharply.
Boom, almost at the same time, from a long distance away, the young man in white saw the dazzling energy rising into the sky.
"impossible!"
The cultivation of the young man in white was so powerful that he could identify Chen Shaojun's aura almost at a glance.
Although the distance between a scholar and a great scholar was only a short distance away, it was as vast as heaven and earth, and when he left, Chen Shaojun clearly did not meet the conditions.
However, that was not the only thing that shocked him. At the same time that Chen Shaojun made a breakthrough, in his perception, the ghost monument that had existed for an unknown period of time also disappeared at the same time.
This was completely beyond his knowledge.
"He actually did it!"
There was deep shock in the eyes of the young man in white. As soon as his heart moved, he was about to turn around, enter the ghost saint area again, find Chen Shaojun, and ask for explanation. However, at this moment, something changed suddenly, and there was a sharp and anxious sound.
A howl suddenly came from a distance, and there was a cry for help in the voice.
The young man in white frowned slightly, with a hesitant look in his eyes. However, in just a moment, the void roared sharply, and a ball of black light and black smoke billowed across the void like a sharp arrow, shooting at the young man in white from a distance.
Shoot out.
The young man in white raised his palm, and the black light immediately fell into his palm. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was a black sharp arrow. The sharp arrow had the unique aura and pattern of the ghost tribe.
"Your Highness, there is something going on in the east. Your Highness, please go there immediately."
The moment the sharp arrow fell into the hand, a voice immediately came from the sharp arrow. When the young man in white heard the words, his eyes immediately became extremely sharp.