Chapter 541: The Non-Existing Old Confucian Scholar
No, that's not the case, because Confucianism, from the very beginning, has had the concept of teaching without distinction.
All living things, under the guidance of education, can become saints and have noble qualities.
This is what Hang Tianyiru knows. He doesn't know what is involved in this that has led to the condescending mentality of scholars these days. However, the original intention of Confucianism should not have changed.
In this way, even if Saint Meng really falls in love with the nine-tailed fox, it will not affect his determination to serve the world and become a true saint.
Being a saint is not a state of cultivation, but at the same time, it is closely related to cultivation.
Hang Tianyi understands that this is probably an existence that has transcended the realm of Zifu, but has not yet entered the realm of immortality.
After all, so far, Hang Tianyi has not heard of any saint who can live forever.
But the abilities possessed by saints are probably comparable to those of beautiful monks.
Hang Tianyi was not making random guesses. There was no creature in this world that he had ever seen that could compare to Fa Hai. However, in the end, he was defeated by the Buddha!
When he thought of this, Hang Tianyi felt depressed. He knew how to practice Buddhist techniques, but if he had other thoughts in his mind, it seemed that the Buddha could sense them.
However, since returning from Lingzhen Temple, Hang Tianyi has not sensed the presence of Buddha for a long time. Is it because of Fahai?
Maybe that's the case, but don't be careless. The Buddha must have great supernatural powers and be able to truly perceive everyone who practices Buddhist techniques at this time.
He was able to turn over and perceive the Buddha, probably because he practiced the supreme Taoist technique.
"Dean, you and Mr. Li are not far from the path of saints, right?" Hang Tianyi said.
His thoughts were a bit simpler in the past, but they were really what he thought.
When Wei Xuan heard this, he almost rolled his eyes. How could it be so easy to become a Confucian saint? If so, why haven't there been many who can be called saints from ancient times to the present?
"I feel like I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Wei Xuan said.
Hang Tianyi couldn't help but cough. He obviously did it on purpose, but he was really curious about the so-called saint.
In the previous life, since the establishment of Confucianism, only a few could eventually become saints.
However, this world seems a little different. The engraved stone tablets here were all left by saints.
Although it’s not one piece per person, it’s not like it’s dozens of yuan per person, right?
Well, actually, that’s all, Saint Meng, isn’t that the case?
However, his mantle and inheritance of the Haoran Secret were also contained therein, so it was necessary to carve so many stone tablets, which is quite different from erecting this immortal sage stone tablet.
When he thought of this, the extremely extraordinary old Confucian scholar appeared in Hang Tianyi's mind. At that moment, he asked: "Dean, who is more powerful, the old man guarding the forest of steles or you?"
After saying this, Hang Tianyi felt that he actually deserved a beating.
But at this time, Wei Xuan looked confused: "Old seniors in the forest of steles? Do you think my forest of steles in Qingyun Academy needs someone to guard it?"
Hang Tianyi was completely stunned. Yes, this is Qingyun Academy, and the Forest of Steles is a very special place. The reason why he could come in for no reason is still unknown until now.
It is impossible for ordinary people, no, even those who are in Yuantai realm, to break into this place.
If this is the case, how can anyone use it to guard it?
The most important thing is that the inscriptions on the stone tablets here are all on the arms of saints and are indelible. Even if a master in the Zifu realm comes in, he may not be able to damage them in half.
What the old Confucian scholar told Hang Tianyi, he actually believed it. If Wei Xuan hadn't woken him up today, he would have hardly doubted it.
With Hang Tianyi's wisdom and cultivation, shouldn't he be like this?
It can only be explained that the old Confucian scholar was very clever and interfered with his spiritual world, making him unable to think more about things.
What kind of method is this? For a moment, Hang Tianyi couldn't help but shudder, as if he had misjudged the old Confucian scholar, he was definitely not in the simple Zifu realm.
"Dean, is there really no senior here?" Hang Tianyi asked. In fact, he already had the answer in his heart. Just asking, it would make him feel more comfortable.
In addition, he must also hear a positive answer. This is his temperament. This is not a good thing, but it is obviously not a bad thing.
Wei Xuan said with great certainty: "There have never been any seniors here, I'm sure of it!"
"Alas!" Hang Tianyi sighed, he felt like he had seen a ghost.
If there was no old Confucian scholar, then who was he seeing at that time? Could it really be a ghost?
For a moment, Hang Tianyi really didn't know what to say.
"Where did you see it?" Wei Xuan asked.
What else could Hang Tianyi say at this time? He took Wei Xuan forward and soon arrived at another place in the Forest of Steles in front.
This is not only the place where the above old Confucian scholar lives, Hang Tianyi also had a fight with him.
The battle back then was quite fierce, and he remembered that some side attacks were left behind.
But when I came here again, I saw thick piles of leaves, as if no one had been here for many years.
"This is really hell!" Hang Tianyi complained secretly, while cold sweat continued to break out on his back. How could this happen?
Wei Xuan's expression was also very solemn. At that moment, he carefully inspected the place. His soul swept over it. Every inch of land and nothing in it could not escape his perception.
In the blink of an eye, the surroundings were carefully looked around, but unfortunately nothing was found.
However, Wei Xuan absolutely believed in Hang Tianyi.
"Maybe it's not a ghost!" Wei Xuan said suddenly.
Hang Tianyi said: "But here, there are almost no horizontal traces. This is really..."
"The biggest problem is that there are no traces, isn't it?" Wei Xuan said.
Hang Tianyi's mind was a little unstable, so he thought about the matter a little bit. In fact, he had already come to his senses at this time.
There are many things that obviously should leave traces, but they don't. If there is no problem, who would believe it?
"If the old Confucian scholar does not exist at all, then who will I see?" Hang Tianyi seemed to be talking to himself, or asking Wei Xuan.
Wei Xuan's expression seemed a bit more solemn than just now. He took a deep breath: "No matter who this old Confucian scholar is, he must be an unfathomable master. Such a person is in Qingyun Academy, but I am
I don’t know, alas...”
Hang Tianyi didn't know how to answer. He just stared blankly at the forest of steles in front of him.
"Look again, maybe there will be clues!" How could Hang Tianyi be willing to just ignore everything?
Some people are like this. If they don't understand some things clearly, it will be difficult to get over the hurdle in their hearts.