The books are not thick, but they chronicle Li Ping’s life.
The person is as his name suggests, plain and uneventful.
Through the simple diary, Xu Qingnian sees an ordinary reader, a very ordinary reader.
Somewhat optimistic, perhaps also a bit old-fashioned, but more upwardly mobile, willing to bend for five buckets of rice, but also kind-hearted, obviously also a suffering person himself, but still remembering the suffering of others.
A gentleman, with clear sleeves and a good heart, in his position and willing to make a contribution to the world without any official position.
He teaches and nurtures people, but he cannot earn two taels of silver.
A busy life, but in the end a roll of straw mats.
Xu Qingnian stood quietly here, seemingly thinking of something at this moment, but seemingly not thinking of anything at all.
He could only look at the straw mat on the ground in silence.
Soon, a number of neighbours came, and some of what appeared to be Li Ping’s close friends also came, who had originally come to open up about Li Ping’s afterlife.
However, they were told that Li Ping had been uneventful before he died and did not want to toss anything after his death, so they just found a random place to bury him.
The friends lamented, but didn’t say anything more. They got some plutonium money, scattered a handful of it, and one of them put up three incense sticks for Li Ping.
Someone handed the incense to Xu Qingnian, who also took the three incense sticks and made a serious salute towards Li Ping.
But while the people could not understand Xu Qingnian, the rest of the scholars somehow felt that Xu Qingnian was different, and they looked at him with curiosity in their eyes.
In the end, someone stepped forward and looked at Xu Qingnian and said.
“May I ask if your Excellency is?”
Someone stepped forward and asked, looking at Xu Qingnian.
“I was pa*sing by and saw that this place had a great aura of righteousness, so I came to take a look.”
Xu Qingnian slowly spoke out.
“Hao Ran Zheng Qi?”
“Your Excellency is joking, my good friend, although he has been studying for forty years, has not entered the rank, so there is no such thing as a great aura of righteousness.”
The other party said so, not to belittle Li Ping, but to be truthful.
As for the others, they looked at Xu Qingnian with some curiosity.
How could Li Ping have any Hao Rang Zheng Qi?
Only, Xu Qingnian shook his head as he looked at Li Ping in the midst of the straw mat and said with another deep obeisance.
“Mr. Li has a hoary and righteous aura that the world’s scholars have never had.”
“It’s a true hoary and righteous spirit.”
Xu Qingnian said slowly, his gaze firm, and for a moment, all of it, he had thought through.
Xu Qingnian’s words were somewhat odd in the eyes of the crowd, they really did not understand what Xu Qingnian meant by these words.
And Xu Qingnian once again bowed towards Li Ping and said.
“Student Xu Qingnian, thank you for teaching me, sir.”
Xu Qingnian bowed deeply towards Li Ping.
His voice was not loud, but it fell on everyone’s ears.
“Xu Qingnian?”
“You’re Xu Qingnian?”
“It seems to match in age.”
“Xu Qingnian? Isn’t this the Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth?”
“Hiss! He’s Xu Qingnian?”
At this moment, among the streets, everyone was stunned, even the common people could not help but show their shock, Xu Qingnian’s fame in Great Wei was a household name, especially the people, who knew Xu Qingnian’s name.
As for the Confucian students, they could not believe it, after all, who was Xu Qingnian?
The great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, how could he be here? And to worship an ordinary scholar like this?
This was simply unbelievable.
Someone wanted to go up and ask Xu Qingnian about his true identity, yet Xu Qingnian had already left.
He turned around and went away.
But just then, a wisp of purple Hao Rang Qi filled the air and pervaded behind him.
Xu Qingnian’s gaze, in this moment, gradually cleared.
The purple Hao Rang Qi became stronger and stronger, and there were more and more of them. Amongst the streets, many people noticed the vision, and people went out and talked about it.
On the main street.
Xu Qingnian had already walked out, and he looked at the bustling crowd and the azure sky dome.
Amongst his mind, many images came to mind.
The northern desert region.
The herb collectors working hard to earn scraps of silver for private schooling for their young children, the phrase read, become an official, earn silver, speaks to the essence of contemporary readers.
In the humanistic land of Huaixi, the ancestors of many are rich merchants, and the students burn incense and worship Buddha, pleading for high school.
On the banks of the Turbid River, fishermen fish for their livelihood in the midst of the great waves.
Today, Xu Qingnian is in the Yan Yun House and sees a true scholar.
A gentleman loves money and takes what he can get.
He could not tell the world not to be greedy for money, people’s desires are infinite, everyone has their own ideas, you want to limit others, not.
Even if you are a saint, you can’t.
There is nothing wrong with loving money, and there is nothing wrong with being greedy for money.
Selflessness, charity, this is the standard for saints, not for the ma*ses.
But!
As a reader, it is different.
A reader, cultivating the righteousness of the universe, should be a clear stream between heaven and earth.
To read is to read for the sake of the people of the world.
To cultivate one’s body and family, to rule one’s country and level the world.
Why is a reader respected by the whole world?
Is it because of Yang Power?
No, it is because of the righteousness in the heart of a scholar.
In the face of injustice, all people can be silent, but only the scholar cannot be silent.
When a ruler is brutal, a scholar should not be afraid of life and death.
When the rich are greedy, a scholar should not be afraid of the powerful.
The meaning of studying is not to become an official or to hold power, but to make a contribution to this world.
This is called selflessness.
This is what is called benevolence.
This is what it means to be a gentleman.
If you can’t do that, then you are just an ordinary human being, and you shouldn’t call yourself a scholar.
Something has gone wrong with the world.
A man of learning should not be able to read to gain a sense of righteousness, he should be able to speak out for the world and work for the world, and only those who have the world at heart can gain a sense of righteousness.
Otherwise, sooner or later.
Sooner or later, the readers of this world will become demons.
In a flash.
Xu Qingnian stopped in his tracks.
The purple Vast Righteousness behind him stretched all the way, attracting countless gazes.
At this moment, Xu Qingnian slowly sat down, he had already understood the truth, and was now just short of the final step.
And countless people all around looked over, and a voice rang out.
“He is Xu Qingnian, this man is Xu Qingnian.”
“The Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, Xu Shouren?”
“How did he get here?”
“Why did Xu Ru appear in Jiangnan County, wasn’t he in Great Wei Kyoto?”
“I never thought I would see Xu Ru?”
“Hurry up, let the children come out and dip their toes in Xu Ru’s mighty spirit, they might win a scholarship later.”
“Yes, yes, yes, go and get the children to come over.”
“We, wait, pay our respects to Xu Ru.”
That one voice rang out, they were full of admiration for Xu Qingnian, an admiration that came from the heart.
“All of you don’t make any noise, Xu Ru is probably having an epiphany, so don’t disturb Xu Ru.”
A scholar spoke up and told what Xu Qingnian was doing, and for a moment, everyone was quiet, everyone dared not go and make a noise.
Soon, the government learned that Xu Qingnian had come, and all the officials were immediately excited beyond measure, and all the constables and officials came out to the downtown area to come and protect Xu Qingnian.
But Wu Ming stepped in, he approached the government ruler and told him not to do so, that everything should be normal, and without any nonsense, the government ruler immediately withdrew his troops.
Soon the news of Xu Qingnian sitting in the middle of the city and having an epiphany spread instantly.
There was no telling how many people were watching, and more and more people gathered.
And the vast aura on Xu Qingnian’s body became more and more terrifying, filling the entire capital city.
People marvelled, it was a miracle.
The readers were excited, they supported Xu Qingnian and felt overwhelmed, even thinking that Xu Qingnian was likely to become a saint.
However, little by little, time pa*sed.
All the way into the evening.
The sky was as bright as ink, but the Smoky Cloud Mansion was brightly lit up, and the purple Hao Rang Qi, drowning everything, blossomed with an endless light that stood out.
Dozens of streets were all overcrowded, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that 10,000 people were empty.
And so it was.
And so it went on until midnight.
Suddenly, an incomparably magnificent voice resounded from Kyoto.
“My name is Hong Zhengtian, a half-saint of the Palace of Literature. Today, I impeach the ten sins of the Great Wei, and with all the scholars of the Palace of Literature, I will break away from the Great Wei and build the Supreme Kingdom of Literature in the Dragon’s Head Mountain Range of the Central Continent, wishing that the world’s scholars will not suffer injustice and will do their best for the people of the world.”
The voice was magnificent and reached the entire Central Continent.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
A clear bell rang out, this was the Hao Ran Wen bell, ringing throughout the entire Central Continent, and it was a sort of announcement to the world.
The first thing he wanted to do was to go back, but Xu Qingnian was here on an enlightenment retreat.
After all, Xu Qingnian’s safety was more important.
“The Great Wei Palace of Literature has really broken away?”
“This is impossible, this is impossible, how could the Palace of Literature have broken away?”
“The Palace of Literature seceding, this is a strange story for the ages.”
“This, this, this!”
“Why did it break away from my Great Wei for good reason?”
“These white-eyed wolves, the Great Wei dynasty has such respect for the scholars, now that our Great Wei has easily prospered, how come they have seceded again?”
The world was shocked, the people of Great Wei were the most vehement, no one expected that the Great Wei Palace of Literature would suddenly choose to secede today.
This was really a little beyond the expectations of the people.
Great Wei Kyoto.
As this voice rang out, it stirred up a thousand waves for a moment.
The civil and military officials, at the first opportunity, urgently went to the palace to discuss the matter.
Only the voice of Chen Zhengru, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, also rang out at the first opportunity.
“How dare you, thief, when Zhu Sheng became a saint in the Great Wei, he built the Great Wei Palace of Literature and established his roots.
Chen Zhengru let out an angry roar at this moment, in the past, no matter what the Palace of Literature did, he would not be too vehement, but today, the Great Wei Palace of Literature had chosen to break away, then he had nothing more to say.
His voice rang out, angrily rebuking the Great Wei Wen Palace.
However, there was no response from the Great Wei Palace of Literature, and in its place was a limitless light that rose up into the sky.
This light, blossoming ten thousand feet.
The sound of chanting scriptures rang out in a terrifying manner.
The two sacred weapons, suspended above the vault of heaven, are like two bright moons, reflecting the past and the present.
As the Vast Qi erupted, the entire body of the Great Wei Palace of Literature also erupted with a terrifying light, and the entire Palace of Literature roared, which was meant to take the Great Wei Palace of Literature straight away.
To take away everything here, through and through.
And just then, a voice came from the Great Wei Palace of Literature once again.
“The Ten Sins of Great Wei.”
“First sin, a woman’s son is an emperor, wreaking havoc on the country and the people.”
“Second sin, he who is emperor is close to the villain and far from the wise minister.”
“The third sin is that the emperor does not respect the sages and despises the scholars.”
“Fourth sin, those who set up business as officials, seek only money and have no righteousness.”
“Five sins, to kill and slaughter a city, contrary to the principles of heaven, will be condemned by heaven.”
“Six sins, Confucianism is not Confucianism, arbitrary slaughter, the Palace of Literature is stained with blood, a strange story for the ages.”
“Seven sins, the hundred officials are foolish, blinded by the villain, disrespecting the saints and disrespecting them.”
“Eight sins, those who do not honour the saints may be made marquises, and those who do not respect the saints may be made officials.”
“Nine sins, the emperor is unjust! The emperor is unkind! The emperor is unloving! The emperor is tyrannical!”
“Ten sins, the scholar of the Palace of Letters, who has done his best for the people of Wei, in return for an unjust ma*sacre, which heaven and earth will not do.”
“Each of the above ten sins is unforgivable, I would like to invite all the scholars of the world to join together to attack Wei.”
This was the voice of Cao Ru, who came to proclaim the Ten Deadly Sins.
Only after finishing the Ten Deadly Sins, he inexplicably still felt that he was not enjoying himself, and with a gnashing of teeth and excitement, he directly added the last sentence, which was the last sentence from his heart.
He wanted the Great Wei Dynasty to die without a burial place.
Yes, the last sentence was added by him.
After the ten major sins he felt that it was not enough, but even more so, he asked the world’s scholars to gather the power of reading to suppress the Great Wei dynasty.
This is no longer a simple secession, this is to mess with the Great Wei Dynasty ah.
After all, the empress had invited the Immortal Sect to enter the country, so that it could stabilise the Great Wei dynasty’s fortunes.
However, what Cao Ru is doing now is clearly intended to make the Great Wei dynasty unpoutable from now on, so that its national fortunes will not be able to survive even if the Immortal Sects are invited.
Even if the Immortal Sects were brought in, it would still be useless. This is a determined attempt to kill Wei.
The heart of Wen Gong is so ruthless that it is beyond venomous.
Normally, if you leave, you leave, there’s nothing to say, it’s a big deal if you don’t see it in the future.
It turned out that there was still a stab to be made, or a stab towards the heart.
This is too much.
Even among the Wen Palace, there were many great scholars who could not help but frown, their faces incomparably ugly, even Hong Sheng could not help but frown.
Normally, disengaging would be fine, and stating the Ten Deadly Sins would actually be an excuse to disengage oneself, there was no need to cause any more trouble.
It was just that after Cao Ru had said this, Hong Sheng could not say anything, and when he thought about it, he had already completely torn his face anyway, and he did not care about anything anymore.
“Unbridled.”
At this moment, in the middle of the palace, the empress’ voice rang out.
“The ten sins are all falsehoods, you and other scholars are narrow-minded, jealous of good ministers, and have entered the demons of your heart, so it is a great sin to break away from Great Wei today.”
“The reincarnation of Zhu Sheng should put you to death.”
“Pa*s on my decree, the eight gates of the capital army, the Qilin battalion, the army of the Son of Heaven, the thirty-seven lords and nine princes of state, lead the troops to the Palace of Literature, those who dare to break away from Great Wei will be slaughtered together!”
“I will take the blame for all the curses.”
The empress’ voice rang out, if the Great Wei Palace of Literature had chosen to secede directly, she would not have said anything, but what she did not expect was that the Great Wei Palace of Literature would be so disgusting.
If they left, they would still want to stab each other?
Is that possible?
In an instant, all the capital soldiers of the entire Great Wei gathered at the Great Wei Palace of Literature with a murderous aura.
In particular, the state princes and lords had incomparably fierce faces, and their eyes were full of killing intent as they gathered here.
And the entire Palace of Literature was not too afraid.
For above the vault of heaven.
Beams of light came together and entered the two sacred weapons.
The sacred weapons exploded with unparalleled power, the power of the world’s scholars, blocking everything.
The State Dukes and Lords stood outside the Palace of Literature, but they were never able to get close, this power was extremely frightening and powerful.
At that very moment, a censer appeared in the vault of the sky, the Censer of National Fortune of Great Wei.
The Cauldron of National Fortune appeared, suppressing the sacred weapon.
The Empress had also left no means unturned.
If she was still afraid to fight, she could wait for death.
However, when the Cauldron of National Fortune appeared, the power of the Readers gathered in all directions in the vault of the sky turned into a heavenly sword.
It was to collide with the Cauldron of National Fortune.
The world paid attention and this scene was reflected in the eyes of the world.
“Great Wei empress, if you eradicate the traitor Xu Qingnian, we can give you a chance without gathering the power of the world’s readers, merely detaching.”
Cao Ru’s voice rang out, he was now incredibly confident, after all, what was the point of talking about this and that when you had torn your face apart?
The terrifying power of the readers gathered in the dome of the sky, forming a heavenly sword, terrifying indeed, sword qi that stretched across thirty thousand miles, a sword of cold light that shone in all the states.
This sword qi was too terrifying, the will of the readers of the world gathered.
Even the Great Wei Tripod of National Fortune might not be able to resist such sword Qi.
“Kill!”
However, the Empress did not hesitate, she did not even want to give the Great Wei Palace of Literature any chance.
The Cauldron of National Fortune blasted through.
The Cauldron was 10,000 catties heavy, and it blasted against the Great Wei Palace of Literature, and all of a sudden, a sound of a thud resounded for miles.
The two sacred weapons buzzed, they were sacred weapons created by Zhu Sheng, but they still had difficulty withstanding in the face of the Cauldron of National Fortune.
The faces of the Confucians were a little ugly, they didn’t want to get to this point, there was no need to go away like this with the Great Wei Dynasty, why bother?
On the vault of heaven, the Haozheng Qi frantically coalesced.
The sword was becoming more and more terrifying.
It was also becoming more and more solid. It was so terrifying that at the critical moment, if it took shape, there was a real possibility that it would crush the Cauldron of National Fortune.
So, to avoid this, it was necessary to crush the Great Wei Palace of Literature before the Sword of Literature Qi took shape.
Suppress everything.
“Are you all confused?”
“As scholars, what kind of treatment do you enjoy among the Great Wei Dynasty? You are ungrateful!”
“Even if you break away now, you even want to harm the people of Great Wei? Are you still human?”
Chen Zhengru’s voice rang out, and he was incomparably agitated as he angrily rebuked the scholars in the Palace of Literature.
Once the Palace of Literature was under pressure and the sword of literary qi was formed, there would really be a big problem with Great Wei’s national fortunes.
The people involved would not simply be the civil and military officials, nor an emperor, but countless lives of the entire Wei dynasty.
If a natural or man-made disaster strikes, the damage will be irreparable.
When this was said, there were indeed great scholars in the Great Wei Palace who could not help themselves.
“Cao Ru, let’s forget about it. We have already done the Great Wei Dynasty a disservice by breaking away, and if we do so, we are afraid that we will be condemned by Heaven.”
A great Confucian spoke out, saying that it was not a good idea to do so.
But the next moment, Cao Ru’s voice rang out.
“Shut up!”
“This matter, it is not your turn to speak up.”
Cao Ru opened his mouth, a voice that rebuked him angrily, and the latter’s face instantly turned ugly, but he did not dare to say anything else.
He was merely an ordinary Great Confucian, while the other party was a Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, so indeed he was not qualified to speak.
“Great Wei Empress, you don’t have time for this.”
Cao Ru spoke, the Tripod of National Fortune was unable to defeat the Wen Palace barrier in a short period of time, then when the Sword of Wen Qi formed.
Great Wei would be completely defeated.
The Empress snorted coldly and gave no reply as she continued to gather the Cauldron of National Fortune and continuously blasted the Palace of Literature.
The two sacred weapons were also trembling, but indeed they did not break through.
It was also at this point that Cao Ru became more and more confident and arrogant.
“Great Wei’s national fortune has come to an end.”
“Great Wei empress, are you waiting for Xu Qingnian?”
“Hehe, he did come close to becoming a half-saint ten days ago, but at that time he made the worst possible choice, if he had kowtowed to us and admitted his mistake and joined my Zhu Sheng lineage, perhaps he would still have been saved.”
“But he didn’t do that, he still chose to be bent on his own way, and he will pay the price in blood for his stupidity.”
“You don’t need to count on him, when the sword of the world’s readers is formed, it will be the time of the end of the Great Wei, and the time of Xu Qingnian’s death.”
“Disrespecting the saints, disrespecting the sages, insulting our readers, such people should have been deserved long ago, while you are faint-hearted and unethical, kissing the villain and distancing the virtuous, today you will be made to pay the price.”
Cao Ru spoke out, he insulted the Empress, his words were extremely harsh, and he let himself go completely and utterly.
The empress did not reply.
In her eyes, Cao Ru was destined to die, although the Palace of Literature had the strength to do so, but no matter what, as the Empress of Wei, what could she really do if she wanted to kill a great scholar of heaven and earth?
Cao Ru was too stupid, and what he had done was undoubtedly digging a good grave for himself, but at the moment this Cao Ru was just a pawn.
The empress was not annoyed by these three words, what she was really angry about was the people behind the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
“Cao, you are really not human.”
“Just like you, why can you become a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth?”
Chen Zhengru’s voice was loud and clear, not only insulting Cao Ru, but also questioning heaven and earth, how could such a person become a great scholar of heaven and earth?
However, Cao Ru laughed coldly, looking at Chen Zhengru as if he were an ant.
However, he swept a glance at the Sword of Literary Qi above the dome of the sky and knew that he had to speed up a little, otherwise, if the two Sacred Weapons could not stop the Cauldron of National Fortune, it would be the end of him too.
“I am Cao Ru, the Great Confucian of the Palace of Literature and Heaven and Earth, and today, my lineage of Zhu Sheng, suppressed by the Great Wei Dynasty, breaks away from it.”
“I would like to ask the world’s scholars to gather their righteousness, to use the will of the scholars to suppress the Great Wei’s national fortune and to kill the traitor Xu Qingnian.”
Cao Ru spoke, his voice was cold, but there was some urgency in his tone.
This voice, with the help of the sacred weapon, reached the ears of every scholar.
Immediately, the world’s scholars responded.
“Suppress the Great Wei and purify the righteousness! Kill the traitor! Xu Qingnian!”
“Xu Qingnian is not a human son, the empress of the Great Wei is faint and unethical!”
“Xu Qingnian deserves to die ！！！！”
“We, the scholars, respect the saints and salute them, but we never thought that this Xu Qingnian would be so corrupt, he is really a beast.”
“If the saints were alive, Xu Qingnian you bully us readers like this, do you dare to face the saints?”
“If the sage were alive, he would have slapped this Xu Qingnian to death.”
“I implore the sage to reveal himself.”
“We implore the saint to reveal himself, ah, the absence of the vermilion saint, our lineage, is being suppressed so badly.”
That one voice rang out, the voices of the world’s scholars, resounding through the Great Wei with a mysterious force.
The readers of the world abused Xu Qingnian, full of anger, and those who did not know thought that Xu Qingnian had done something so evil and unforgivable.
Some of them even wailed as if they had really been wronged.
But in reality? From the beginning to the end, Xu Qingnian did not suppress the scholars, he suppressed those who were not right-minded.
This is how fearful people’s words can be, and this is how terrible the power is.
These voices resounded and influenced the world’s judgement. After all, there were too many curses, and these curses turned into the will of the readers and were lost in the Sword of Literature.
Now the Sword of Literature is becoming more and more solid, 10,000 feet long, and its aura is so terrifying that it is indeed creating a sense of oppression in Great Wei.
If the Sword of Literature were to take shape, the censer of Wei’s national fortune would not be able to withstand such a terrifying attack.
The voices grew, with close to 80% of the world’s scholars raging against Xu Qingnian, against Great Wei, and believing unconditionally in the Wen Palace.
There are 10% who are not of the Zhu Sheng lineage, and 10% who, although they are of the Zhu Sheng lineage, have a guilty conscience, they dare not be like this.
Discerning right from wrong.
Finally, just as the Cauldron of National Fortune blasted the tenth time, the Sword of Literature above the Great Wei Palace of Literature completely solidified.
At this moment, Hong Sheng breathed a long sigh of relief, and Cao Ru, Fang Ru, and some other great scholars, too, breathed a complete sigh of relief.
When the Sword of Literature was formed, out of the corner of the eye, even if the First Grade came, I was afraid that it would be unstoppable.
“Great Wei empress, faint and unethical!”
“Please, the Sword of Literature suppresses!”
At this moment, it was not Cao Ru who spoke, but Hong Sheng who spoke, his voice like thunder, his will firm, inviting the Sword of Literature to suppress the Tripod of the Kingdom.
At this moment, the Sword of Literature erupted with a terrifying light, carrying a light like a galaxy, as if it was a comet falling to the ground, killing towards the Cauldron of National Fortune.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The Cauldron of National Fortune emitted a trembling sound, as if it too was afraid.
“Unbridled!”
At this moment, the First Grade of Great Wei spoke out.
It was Zhao Yuan’s voice.
His voice was deafening, and a giant hand covered the sky, blocking the Wen Jian attack.
But a scene that no one could have imagined appeared.
The Sword of Man pa*sed through Yi Pin’s giant hand, it was a Qi attack, not a physical attack, so Yi Pin couldn’t block the Sword of Man attack.
Boom!
A deafening sound rang out as the Wen Sword blasted against the body of the tripod, sending endless ripples.
The booming sound resounded through 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers, and everyone in the whole of Great Wei heard such a sound.
Poof!
Inside the Hall of the Raising Heart.
The Empress spat out a mouthful of blood straight away, and all the hundred officials, seeing this scene, all changed their expressions greatly.
“Your Majesty!”
“Your Majesty, what is wrong with you?”
“Your Majesty, what’s wrong with you?”
The crowd spoke in unison, a look of worry in their eyes as they looked at the empress and said so.
“I am fine.”
The empress took a deep breath as she shook her head, informing the crowd that she was fine.
There was a buzz!
The Cauldron of National Fortune trembled.
After receiving such a terrifying blow again, it shook a little.
However, the sharpness of Wen’s sword did not diminish as it blasted towards the Cauldron of National Fortune once more.
“You are really unbridled!”
Zhao Yuan’s voice rang out, he was a First Grade of Great Wei, he would not step in until a critical moment, and now that the Great Wei National Fortune had been dealt such a blow, it was impossible for him not to step in.
It was just that he was a martial artist, and this kind of battle of qi luck was beyond his reach; this was a battle between a dynasty and a reader.
It was not a mere martial battle, but filled with rage, he came straight to the Great Wei Palace of Literature and with the terrifying power of the First Grade, he blasted at the Palace barrier.
The two holy weapons were blasted with a buzzing sound, but unfortunately, the power of the world’s readers was incessant.
And Cao Ru’s voice rang out once more.
“My fellow readers, have you seen this? Up to this moment, the faint ruler of the Great Wei still wants to kill us?”
“They treat us, the scholars, like pigs and dogs!”
“They treat us, the scholars, as beasts!”
“This is how the Great Wei Dynasty treats us. Gentlemen, it is not because of a moment of anger that we have broken away, but because the Great Wei Dynasty has been completely corrupted.
“May we ask the world’s scholars to dedicate their will to the people of the world.”
Cao Ru’s voice resounded in the ears of the world’s readers; he was so shameless that he was almost shameless.
At this point in time, it was clear that he was the one who wanted to destroy the fortunes of Great Wei, but in his mouth, it turned out that the Great Wei Dynasty wanted to kill them.
Turning right and wrong upside down and twisting all the facts, he is truly full of lies, the villain of villains.
But the world’s scholars had completely lost their brains, it happened so suddenly, plus they themselves were full of jealousy towards Xu Qingnian, and now with nearly a year of fermentation.
Coupled with the fact that this scene had indeed been seen by them, and that they were also in the same camp, naturally they chose to support the Great Wei Literary Palace unconditionally.
All of the Vast Qi from all of the scholars flew to the Great Wei Palace of Literature, partly infusing it into the Sacred Weapon and partly into the Sword of Literature.
This was to be a complete and utter break, not wanting to give the Great Wei Dynasty a chance at all.
Boom!
A blazing light erupted once again, and the Sword of Literature once again struck at the Cauldron of National Fortune.
This time, the Cauldron of National Fortune almost cracked open.
And once again, the Empress spat out a mouthful of blood, this time, her face was so pale that she was almost deflated, and Zhao Wan’er was the first to a*sist the Empress.
“Your Majesty, what is wrong with you?”
“Don’t you scare your servant.”
She burst into tears straight away, not knowing what was wrong with the empress.
And at this moment, the court full of civil servants gathered, where they could not guess what was happening, especially Chen Zhengru, who was the first to guess what was going on.
“Your Majesty, you are fused with the fortune of the country?”
“Your Majesty! What is your suffering.”
After Chen Zhengru learnt what was going on with the Empress, his entire body could not help but freeze in place, he did not expect that the Empress would, for the sake of the Great Wei Dynasty, infuse her own Yuan Shen, into the National Fortune.
Such a thing had not been done by any emperor in later times, except for the Great Ancestor back then.
The Empress, a woman, had gone to the extent of injecting her own spirit into the Tripod of National Fortune for the sake of the Great Wei Dynasty.
He was both shocked and overwhelmed by this kind of courage.
The rest of the hundred officials were also completely frozen when they heard this.
Only, at this very moment, Chen Zhengru took a deep breath as he walked out of the Hall of Nurtured Hearts and arrived outside the hall, looking at the radiant dome of the sky.
He knelt down directly.
“I am Chen Zhengru, the Prime Minister of Great Wei, and today I wish to take the position of a great Confucian and implore heaven and earth to take refuge in the fate of my country, to renew my life with my life!”
Chen Zhengru knelt outside the hall as he bowed towards the heavens, and at that moment the Vast Righteous Qi within him collapsed directly into a stream of energy that was injected into the national fortune.
Unfortunately, despite Chen Zhengru’s generosity, it was only a drop in the bucket for the world’s scholars.
Boom!
The third strike.
The Sword of Literature shook a million lights.
The Cauldron of the Great Wei’s National Fortune was somewhat collapsed, and there was a feeling of deflation, that the Cauldron of the National Fortune was really about to collapse.
Poof.
Another mouthful of blood came from the empress, her vitality was fading fast, if this continued, she might die.
“D*mn it, these beasts!”
Wang Xinzhi clenched his fists as he came outside the hall and couldn’t help but roar loudly and angrily.
“Cao dog!”
“Hong Dog!”
“If you break away, why do you still want to undermine the fortunes of our Great Wei?”
“You are really not sons of men, if Xu Qingnian becomes a saint, you and others will die without a burial place.”
Wang Xinzhi roared, and the Hao Rang Qi in his body dissipated rapidly and was injected into the Cauldron of National Fortune, although he knew it was a drop in the bucket.
But, so what?
If His Majesty were to die, as a subject, he could also martyr himself for his country.
Only now, he could not bear it, he really could not bear it.
“Sung Sung?”
“You think of sainthood too simply.”
At this moment, Cao Ru’s voice rang out.
The words were filled with contempt.
But, right at this moment.
Suddenly.
An inexplicable power filled the air.
This power was inexplicably palpitating.
People were shocked and wondered what was happening.
It was also at this moment.
An unparalleled voice resounded through the world.
The first time, it reached the middle of the Great Wei’s capital.
“Today!”
“I, Xu Qingnian!”
“Epiphany of the Holy Dao!”
An incomparably loud voice resounded from the Smoky Cloud Mansion, a voice that was so magnificent that it seemed as if heaven and earth were communicating it.
And within the capital of Smoky Cloud Mansion.
The people were still concerned about the breakaway of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
But all of a sudden, they found Xu Qingnian’s body bursting with endless light.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
The earth trembled, and above the sky, a star trembled along with it, what a terrifying spectacle it was.
As Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out.
The people were completely shocked.
And at that moment.
In the middle of the downtown area.
Xu Qingnian had already attained enlightenment of the Holy Dao.
His body, suddenly flying up, stood above the dome of the sky, and then countless stars fell with terrifying starbursts, shining down on Xu Qingnian’s body.
A ten-thousand-foot dharma phase appeared, reflecting the past and the present and the future.
Immense rays of light shine throughout the Great Wei, expelling all darkness.
The Dharma of sainthood.
A renewed clarity of intent.
Re-establishing the words.
Re-writing the book.
Re-enlighten the central idea.
Xu Qingnian looked at the capital of Great Wei.
His eyes were filled with peace.
Before, he had testified to the Sacred Way in order to suppress the readers.
But in doing so, he could not truly step onto the Sacred Path.
Now that he had witnessed the Sacred Dao, he was doing it for the sake of the world and the way of his heart.
“I am Xu Qingnian!”
“Today, for the world’s scholars, I will clarify my intention.”
“A gentleman, too, knows right from wrong!”
“A gentleman loves his money!”
“A gentleman, too, has a heart for the world!”
“A gentleman, loving kindly!”
“A gentleman, virtuous!”
“A gentleman, unselfish!”
“Not moved by money, not acting for power and wealth, holy and righteous, with clear sleeves.”
“This is also a gentleman! This is also the man of learning!”
“He who has no benevolence is not a gentleman!”
“He who has no selflessness is not a gentleman!”
“He who has no virtue and no character is not a gentleman!”
“He who is not a gentleman is not tolerated by heaven and earth, nor by Confucianism.”
“I, Xu Qingnian, am a witness to the Holy Way, and I hope that all students in the world will become gentlemen, cultivate their righteousness and care for the world.”
Xu Qingnian’s voice was incomparably loud.
In an instant, the sun rose and the bright moon stood.
The sun and the moon were in the sky, and a booming sound was heard from anywhere between heaven and earth.
A terrifying holy light erupted from Xu Qingnian’s body, blossoming for millions of miles and flooding the entire Central Continent.
The heavens and earth were shaken, the sun and moon trembled.
A terrifying force of heaven and earth appeared, transforming into a true Sword of the Gentleman, hanging above Xu Qingnian, a Sword of the Gentleman that was a thousand times better than the Sword of Man.
In the next moment, the Sword of the Gentleman trembled and transformed into billions and billions of small swords that flew towards the entire world.
Poof, poof, poof!
The Sword of the Gentleman, transcending everything and crossing space, came directly before the world’s readers and stabbed them on the spot.
In an instant, those who were stabbed by the Sword of the Gentleman’s Son had their Hao Rang Qi instantly chipped, falling hard by one rank.
Originally a seventh-ranked Ming Yi, he now became an eighth-ranked Confucian.
What was originally a sixth-ranked Confucian became a seventh-ranked Ming Yi.
This sword had cut the Confucian status of the world’s scholars.
“Why? Why did my rank drop?”
“This can’t be, this can’t be, it took me seventy years to cultivate to become a Confucian, I was on the verge of possibly becoming a great Confucian, ah, why has my rank now fallen to the seventh grade Ming Yi realm?”
“The heavens are unjust, the heavens are unjust, who is Xu Qingnian to cut down my Hao Ran Zheng Qi?”
“Xu Qingnian, what gives you the right to cut down my Hao Ran Zheng Qi?”
The world’s scholars did not expect that Xu Qingnian would actually become a saint at the critical moment.
And even if he had become a saint, Xu Qingnian had weakened the Confucian status of the world’s scholars?
For the world’s scholars, the reason why they had such courage, the reason why they dared to make trouble like this, was because they had the power of Hao Rong Zheng Qi.
This is the power of heaven and earth.
But now that the power of Heaven and Earth has been severely weakened, how can they not be angry? How could they not be angry?
In the midst of Great Wei’s Kyoto, the Sword of a Million Gentlemen appeared, and all the scholars of the Zhu Sheng lineage let out screams of misery, being weakened by one rank.
This was a fatal blow to them.
Inside the Palace of Literature, tens of thousands of sword qi came to kill them, and their expressions revealed panic.
“Don’t be afraid, we are protected by our holy weapons, this sword, it can’t pierce in.”
A great Confucian spoke up, thinking that with the protection of the holy weapon, the sword of a gentleman, could not kill in.
But the next moment, just as he finished his words, the Sword of the Gentleman, directly penetrated the barrier, crossed over the power of the Sacred Vessel, and directly chipped away half of the Haozheng Qi in these Great Confucians’ bodies.
The Great Confucian fell to the True Confucian.
The Great Confucian fell to the Bright Ideas.
Even the Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth could not stop such a terrifying attack.
“This can’t be! This can’t be!”
Cao Ru was the most miserable as hundreds of Junzi swords weakened the Vast Righteousness within him.
Hardly had he fallen from the realm of the Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth to the realm of the Great Confucian.
But at that very moment, Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out once again.
“Junzi One Sword! Cut the Hao Rang Qi!”
“Two Swords of the Gentleman! Suffer the pain of sword punishment!”
As this voice rang out, in the Smoky Rain Mansion, the Sword of the Gentleman hanging over Xu Qingnian’s head once again released billions and billions of Swords of the Gentleman.
And this sword was even more terrifying!
