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Published at 29th of December 2022 06:49:46 AM


Chapter 25

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Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes, Ji Zhong heard the movement and rushed up quickly.

“Master, are you awake? Let me tell you something…” Ji Zhong looked excited.

“You have understood the Nine Swords of Dugu!” Chen Luo said quickly, Ji Zhong’s face froze, a sentence was gagged in his mouth, and after a while, he said slowly, “How do you know?”

Chen Luo sat up and put on an unfathomable expression: “I wrote all the books, you get insights from them, how could I not know?”

“However, to get an understanding from the book, this is something that can only be done by classics!”

Chen Luo glanced at Ji Zhong lightly: “Why can’t “Laughing in the Wind” be a classic?”

Ji Zhong seemed to be struck by lightning and froze for a while. Before, he was only attracted by the narrative of “Laughing in the Wind”, and he fell into the story step by step, unable to extricate himself. Now that he thought about it carefully, every character in the book is vivid, and the love, hate, and hatred seem to be right in front of him. Why can’t a book like this become a classic?

Ji Zhong looked at Chen Luo again, with a hint of awe in his eyes. Regardless of whether he recognizes it or not, he can comprehend something from the book, which shows that the Heavenly Path has recognized the classic status of “Laughing in the Wind”. And those who can write classics…

Just as Ji Zhong had introduced to Chen Luo before, Confucian disciples were only qualified to write books and lectures if they had crossed the triple mountains and seas and reached the “Preaching Realm”. In addition to Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism practitioners who can write classics will not be low in status.

“Who the hell is the young master?” Ji Zhong had this question for the first time in his heart.

At this time, Chen Luo was thinking back to the conversation between Cai Daizong and himself.



Time went back half an hour, in the dreamland flower forest.

”What’s the matter? Why do I suddenly have the practice of Dugu Nine Swords in my mind?”

The black cat licked his paws to himself: “What’s so strange about this? Someone learned this kung fu from “Laughing in the Wind”, and of course you, as the author, learned it yourself.”

Chen Luo looked puzzled: “Can my book be understood by others?”

”Of course. And reading the book you wrote, you can also get Red Dust qi from it. As long as you find the Path, other people can also learn and practice with Red Dust qi.”

”Wait a minute.” Chen Luo was a little stunned, “Can other people grasp the red dust from reading the book I wrote?”

”Isn’t this the rule of Heaven? All the classics, as long as you recite them, you can gain strength from them. Of course, the books you wrote are also listed here!”

Chen Luo felt a mess in his heart. What is this? Shared cheats?

The black cat’s movements suddenly stopped, and the pupils lost focus for a moment, then returned to normal. It looked at Chen Luo and said again: “Master, the spirit of the secret realm told me to tell you, don’t worry.”

”As long as you have found the correct ‘Path’, Master, you are the ancestor of the Path, part of the line of saints.”

”The more people who walk this path, the stronger you will become.”

”So, go and find that ‘Path’. As long as that ‘Path’ is determined, this secret realm will truly be your help!”



”Path!” Chen Luo muttered to himself.

”Young Master?” Seeing that Chen Luo was lost in thought, Ji Zhong pushed Chen Luo lightly. Chen Luo recovered and suddenly asked, “Can you use the Nine Swords of Dugu?”

Ji Zhong shook his head slightly: “There are only moves, no luck. I tried to use True Noble Qi, but I couldn’t accumulate it at all! By the way, young master, look…”

Ji Zhong stretched out his hand and condensed the colorful mist the size of a soybean: “This is what I learned from the book, what’s the use of this?”

”Well, actually…” When Chen Luo was about to find an excuse to perfunctory Ji Zhong first, Xiaohuan suddenly rushed in.

”Master, Master Li of the county government is here, he’s inviting you to go with him to participate in the ceremony of choosing the master of literary heart…”

”Literary Heart chooses the master? Isn’t it tomorrow?” Chen Luo was taken aback and looked at Ji Zhong.

Ji Zhong touched his head embarrassedly, and whispered, “Young Master, during the time you competed with me, your soul was affected, and you have been in a coma for a day and a night…” ”



The officiating ceremony of Literary Heart Choose its Master was arranged at the Confucian Temple Square in the east of the city. It is also a place for young children to be enlightened. Every autumn, there will be studying politics and reciting the classics here. Now that I think about it, that school and government should all be Confucian masters who have at least crossed the mountains and seas, and have reached the “enlightenment”, in order to help the young children of the human race to develop the talent of “reading through”.

The square is very large and can accommodate about 2,000 people. Master Li told Chen Luo that in order to participate in the selection of the officiating ceremony in Wan’an County, two conditions must be met.

First, the True Noble Qi is born in the body, but the highest can not exceed the realm of poetry;

Second, some people were chosen from three generations of direct line born in Wan’an County, and the participants were no more than 20 years old.

”In this way, there are a total of 836 Confucian scholars who are really qualified to participate.” Master Li said with a smile.

As Master Li walked from the avenue in the middle of the square to the viewing platform, Chen Luo felt as if he was in a pine forest. These young Confucian scholars, no matter whether their clothes are luxurious or shabby, everyone has their chests raised, their eyes are firm as if a figment of qi is rising from the top of their heads.

”The heavy snow weighs on the green pine, the green pine is straight and straight!” For some reason, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Chen Luo’s mind.

”That’s great…” Chen Luo sighed.

Ji Zhong seemed to have heard Chen Luo’s intentions and said in a low voice, “No matter what happens in the future, whether it is a struggle for power or profit, or corruption and degeneration. When the first ray of righteousness was born, my Confucian disciples were always people who are steadfast and powerful”

While speaking, Chen Luo had already boarded the viewing platform. There were also some people on the viewing platform, all of them famous people in Wan’an County. Chen Luo’s predecessor had been staying at home and rarely dealt with outsiders, so Chen Luo just bowed to everyone perfunctorily and found a corner position by himself. On the contrary, many people looked curiously at this “resurrected” Chen family’s little patriarch, and their eyes were full of questions.

”Young master, here we are.” Ji Zhong reminded, Chen Luo followed Ji Zhong’s reminder and looked up at the sky, Wei Yan held a jade box in his hand, stood on the ancient Red Carriage Black Cover, and slowly descended. Cai Tongchen on the other hand, was stepping on blue clouds and supported his master from the side of the ancient chariot.

The entire Confucian Temple Square was instantly silent.

Wei Yan and Cai Tongchen came over the square and slowly landed on the high platform of the Confucian Temple. Wei Yan took a step forward, opened his mouth slightly, but made a thunderous sound.

”The Confucian school has asked, what is a scholar?”

The Confucian scholars under the stage opened their mouths, as if one person made a sound, and the sound entered the sky.

”Set your heart for heaven and earth!”

”Life for the people!”

”For the sake of the sages of the past!”

”Peace for the world!”

Wei Yan stepped forward again and said –

”The ancients said that death is immortal, what does it mean?”

”There is virtue in the Supreme Being, followed by meritorious deeds, and secondly, there are words, although a long time will pass it will not decay, this is called immortality.”

”Now there is a great teacher and a great Confucian scholar, who has transformed his life into the way of life, and condensed his immortal spirit of writing.”

”The great Confucian looks forward to seeing a new generation with unrelenting hearts!”

”May all beings live up to the way in their hearts!”

After Wei Yan finished speaking, he bowed his head. All the Confucian scholars in the audience returned the greetings at the same time, and the words in their mouths sounded like war drums.

”Don’t dare to lose the world! Don’t dare to lose the common people! Don’t dare to lose the sages! Don’t dare to lose the world!”

Wei Yan opened the jade box in his hand, and suddenly the blue light burst out. A jade-colored ball the size of an apple slowly floated up from the jade box, and at the same time, the sound of reading the classics could be faintly heard.

”Literary Heart chooses the master, open!”

Wei Yan pointed at the Wenxin, and the literary heart exploded, turning into countless blue lights and falling down in front of every Confucian scholar, turning it into a small table with the pen and paper on the table.

”What does this mean?” Chen Luo was puzzled, and Ji Zhong explained, “This is Literary Heart’s exposition. Students use the pen and paper transformed from the literary heart to write down their pursuits, and the articles that most fit the literary heart will be selected. .”

But right here, a blue light suddenly landed in front of Chen Luo, turning into a small table with pen and paper on a table.

Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment, looked at Ji Zhong, Ji Zhong waved his hands again and again: “My ancestors have never been to Wan’an County, this is not for me.”

Chen Luo is at a loss: It’s not for you, is it for me?

But I don’t have Noble True Qi!




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