When your knowledge reaches the level of a great Confucian, you can write books and incorporate your own understanding into them, and at the same time spread them throughout the world for students all over the world to read.
The "Tongshu Explanation" in Master Zhu's hands is obviously Master Zhu's own theory that he derived from his recitation of the sages' scriptures and his comprehensive understanding of them.
However, unlike the printed books that are spread all over the world, the "Tongshu Explanation" in the hands of Master Zhu is a literary style, and is integrated with his own efforts and spirit. Such a classic is "unique", and every great Confucian can generally only Condensed into one book, it is extremely precious.
And they are usually given by great Confucians to their close disciples.
This kind of painstaking work can greatly increase the understanding of the recipient, and it can also greatly increase the literary spirit of the other party, which is of great help to the recipient.
Even if you delve into knowledge in the future, your literary refinement will be much faster than that of your peers.
Master Zhu gave this "Explanation of Tongshu" to Chen Shaojun, which is equivalent to giving him a book for closed disciples, which shows how much he attaches importance to him.
Master Zhu didn't think so much. He stretched out his palm, and the "Tongshu Explanation" emitting a dim light in his hand immediately flew out of the air, flew over the open window sill, and flew towards the young man on the bed. The moment he approached, , instantly dispersed into countless fluorescent lights and submerged into Chen Shaojun's body.
After obtaining this "Tongshu Explanation", the strands of turbid black energy in Chen Shaojun's body seemed to be suppressed in some way, and were significantly weakened.
Seeing this scene, Master Zhu's originally slightly pale face couldn't help but reveal a smile.
"It's all absorbed, what a blessing!"
People with different levels of understanding and qualifications have different levels of absorption. Chen Shaojun was able to completely absorb his "Tongshu Explanation". The level of qualifications is simply surprising.
"Let's go, I won't disturb them."
Master Zhu flicked his sleeves and smiled, "Returning with a full load."
Phew, as soon as it was said, the moment they turned around, the breeze came and blew the robes of Master Zhu and Master Zhu.
And when the two of them looked up, they saw that the literary atmosphere in the entire Confucian Temple was like rippled pool water, suddenly fluctuating. Not only that, as far as the eye could see, the fluorescent lights rising into the sky were also affected. , shook violently.
"here we go again!"
"Let's go over and have a look!"
Master Zhu's expression darkened, and he immediately walked quickly in the direction of the wave.
At the source of all this, the two stopped. In front of them was a huge withered willow tree.
It is the literary tree in the Confucian Temple!
In the night wind, the branches of the willow tree were shaking. Looking from a distance, I could see that the willow tree was the center, turning into a huge whirlpool, stirring the cultural atmosphere in the Confucian Temple.
All the literary energy was sucked in, and then seemed to be polluted by some kind of invisible pollution. It quickly became cloudy and chaotic, and then collapsed and disappeared one by one.
In this way, the cultural spirit in the Confucian Temple is continuously consumed.
However, after absorbing so much literary spirit, the huge willow tree not only did not show its vitality, but instead appeared to become more and more withered.
"well!"
Seeing this scene, Master Zhu sighed deeply:
"You're still stubborn! It's been so long, and you still can't let it go? Why are you becoming more and more obsessed?"
The branches of the willow tree were still trembling, as if they had not heard anything and had no reaction at all.
The master on the side also sighed deeply when he saw this:
"Master Zhu, it seems that there is nothing we can do. Zhang Yang and his elders have also been here before. Many Confucian masters in the capital have also been to the Confucian Temple, hoping to bring the dead back to life and save this Confucian tree. But now it seems that it is not possible.
Manpower is available.”
The master said with deep regret in his eyes.
Seeing this, Master Zhu shook his head deeply and frowned more and more:
"In the past, when literature and art were prosperous, this literary tree stood tall, accumulating literary energy all over the sky. It has cultivated many great masters and great Confucians for our literature and art, and how many Confucian students have benefited from it."
"But who would have thought that hundreds of years later, a generation of literary trees would have fallen to this point. Not only could they no longer protect our literary disciples, but they would have become a burden to the Confucian Temple. If this continues, it won't be long before the literary spirit in the Confucian Temple will be wiped out.
Once it is consumed, even the students here may be affected."
Master Zhu's eyes showed a look of memories.
This huge willow tree has not always been like this. It was taught by saints and has a special status among Confucianism. It once had its glory, but now everything has withered.
"Is the Confucian leader still unwilling to get rid of it?"
Master said.
"After all, it was planted by Xun Sheng, who was kind to us Confucianism and Taoism, so let it go. The Holy Temple has strengthened the ban on the Confucian Temple, and with its current situation, I'm afraid it won't last long."
With a last long sigh, Master Zhu and the Master left together.
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It was white in the east, and when the first ray of sunlight slanted in, Chen Shaojun slowly woke up on the bed, and immediately felt something was wrong.
"Huh? What's going on? I remember reading very late last night. Why don't I feel tired today? Instead, I feel relaxed and full of energy."
Chen Shaojun was surprised and stood up from the bed. Soon, he noticed more changes.
"Seven liters of literary energy? How come my literary energy has increased so much?"
Chen Shaojun could not conceal his surprise in his eyes.
When he was studying in the library before, he clearly remembered that his literary skills improved by leaps and bounds and continued to grow, but when his literary skills reached the fourth level, they gradually slowed down.
Why did it grow so much in one night?
"Could it be that the cultural nourishment in the Confucian Temple has such a great effect?"
Chen Shaojun was puzzled.
His nerves had been tense these past few days, but when he arrived at the Confucian Temple, he finally relaxed and fell asleep so deeply that he had no memory of what happened last night.
Not only that, Chen Shaojun clearly found that there was another book in his mind.
""Tongshu Explanation"? Did I read this book last night?"
A person thinks about it for a long time, but still gets nothing.
"Did I receive a gift from a certain Confucian and Taoist master while I was sleeping last night?"
Chen Shaojun said secretly in his heart.
There has long been a legend among Confucianism and Taoism that after all the students have fallen asleep, the sages and great Confucianists in the Confucian Temple will patrol around and find those with outstanding qualifications, and will give them advice and gifts.
However, Chen Shaojun had only heard of it and had never encountered it before. There were very few students in the capital who had such an opportunity.
But today it seems that this legend seems to be true.
"Thank you teacher for the gift!"
When Chen Shaojun thought of this, he quickly got off the bed and bowed respectfully to the window.
Gifts from elders are unavoidable. Since the other party gave the gift but did not show up, Chen Shaojun naturally would not force it.
As long as you remember the kindness of the other party, it will be the same if you investigate again in the future.
In the next few days, while Chen Shaojun was studying peacefully in the Confucian Temple and improving his mental strength, he sent people out to secretly inquire about the goings-on in Chen's residence.
Chen Shaojun expected it to be true. After he disappeared, those who wanted to deal with him were like headless flies who had lost their target, and there was no movement anymore.
Moreover, the assassination of the former imperial official in his residence also attracted the attention of Jing Zhaoyin. A large-scale manhunt was carried out. Although the assassins were not captured, many gangsters and evil monks lurking in the capital were also rounded up.
, which invisibly acted as a deterrent, but actually made the other party calm down a lot.
"The battle between princes!"
Chen Shaojun let out a long sigh.
From the moment he entered the palace, he had already had a premonition. In contrast, what he cared about most now was his father and eldest brother.
The big brother successfully rescued her, which was the most gratifying thing for him.
Judging from the news sent back by Jiang Bo, Emperor Shang did not break his promise, and the three-division committee has begun to re-examine the case. I believe that it won't be long before my father can be released smoothly.
"The next step is to open up the blood vessels."
Chen Shaojun said secretly in his heart.
After the foundation of martial arts is established, there are nine realms corresponding to nine meridians, namely the veins of bone and blood, the veins of the earth, the veins of the sky, the veins of the sun, the veins of the lunar moon, the veins of the stars, the veins of space, the veins of time... space
The veins are equivalent to those of an immortal, but for Chen Shaojun, the first step is to break through the veins of bone and blood.
Once the veins of bones and blood are opened, the human body's potential will be tapped and it will possess various magical powers.
However, there are many difficulties from the Qiyu realm to the bone and blood veins. Under normal circumstances, even for a talented person, even with the help of elixirs, it will take more than half a year.
However, if one can reach the level of literary spirit and have strong spiritual power, with Chen Shaojun's current cultivation level, it will be a matter of course and he can quickly enter the veins of bone and blood.
This is what Chen Shaojun was taught by his master Beidou Immortal Master when he was in the immortal world.
In all the worlds, Beidou is revered. In terms of martial arts, Beidou Immortal Sect far surpasses other sects. Although Chen Shaojun practices the Tao of Weapons, Beidou Immortal Master also taught him all knowledge related to martial arts.
"I have now reached seven liters of literary energy, and I still have three liters to go before I can break through and reach a level of literary energy!"
Chen Shaojun thought to himself.
A rise in literary power and a struggle in literary power are two completely different concepts. A rise in literary power can only be regarded as a scholar, but a struggle in literary power is already a Confucian scholar.
The two are worlds apart.
When the literary spirit reaches a certain level, the spiritual power will undergo a qualitative change.
However, it is easier said than done. It seems that there is not much difference between the seventh level of Literary Qi and the first level of Literary Qi. However, in fact, it is difficult step by step, and improvement is far from easy.
However, Chen Shaojun was not in a hurry. The word "enlightenment" was emphasized along the way of literature and art, and the focus was on "enlightenment" rather than hard work.
Once you have an epiphany and leap over the dragon's gate, it is not too strange to be promoted from a rise in literary power to a struggle in literary power.
"boom!"
Chen Shaojun closed the window and quickly headed towards the library.
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