Chapter 123: Confucianism's Four Qualities 'Inheriting the Past'

On the Wuyu Stage, Che Wenyuan suddenly looked up.

When the horn and thunder sounded at the foot of the mountain.

People are born with murderous intent.

Only a ray of the red glow of the setting sun remained on the distant horizon, which was then shattered by the four towering cities.

The sky was filled with clouds, and the weather changed drastically in an instant due to the thunder.

The cold wind whistled down from Yujing Mountain, like an unparalleled sharp blade, slashing at Che Wenyuan's mind.

The wind rises, and then the clouds roll in, creating a magnificent scene.

The already damp air was suddenly filled with dark clouds which formed like a curtain, blocking the rising moonlight. For a moment, the sky and the earth were completely dark, with only the power of thunder hidden in the clouds.

Che Wenyuan stood up, straightened his disheveled clothes, and bowed to the sky.

Then he smiled at the priest who was also sitting upright, "It seems that Tian is also afraid of losing this game!"

He just finished speaking.

In the dark sky, a streak of white thunder traveled thousands of miles, followed by a roar so loud that it silenced the heaven and earth and drowned out Che Wenyuan's words.

Zuo Zhisheng, who had been standing beside for the whole afternoon, was trembling with fear. Under this divine power, he felt like a thorn in his back and a fishbone stuck in his throat.

The chief priest Zhang Shizhong also straightened his clothes, stood up and saluted, but he was saluting to Che Wenyuan.

Today, Che Wenyuan must join the game himself and force the saint to end his life just like Mei Qingchen did in front of the Meridian Gate.

So that the emperor in the Golden Palace will know that Mei Qingchen is not the only Confucian scholar in the world!
Che Wenyuan walked down the stairs in a leisurely manner, saying, "Please keep the chief wine officer for this game. I will be back soon."

He walked downstairs in a leisurely manner, but his aura was surging violently.

The third level of achievement that I had been unable to achieve for twenty years now seemed to be right before my eyes.

This practice is so wonderful.

As soon as Che Wenyuan stepped down from the Wuyou Stage, there were already more than a dozen students from Tai Academy standing there.

They came here from all over the country to study, and they were all top-notch intelligent people. Although they did not have as many resources as the aristocratic families in Tianjing, they were also local tyrants and could get a lot of information, which they could add up and infer something.

The leading student stood like a green pine tree, bowed and said, "I would like to go with you, sir."

His name is Wang Mingyi, and Mingyi is the name given to him by Che Wenyuan.

Che Wenyuan thought for a moment, returned the greeting, and spoke to these students as if he were talking to a friend, with gentle words, "I have taught almost everything in the book, and you have also learned almost everything, but you have just begun to learn about the affairs of the world, so don't be in a hurry, just pay attention to the first lesson I will teach you. For me, a Confucian, seeking benevolence and gaining it is the best, and sacrificing one's life for righteousness is the middle!"

"The 'righteousness' I seek today is to be revealed to you!"

After saying this, the word "righteousness" fell, pressing into the hearts of the people present and freezing them.

The sky was dark and heavy rain was falling.

Even the floor lamps on both sides seemed dimmer than usual.

The bronze carriage sped all the way up to the sixth floor. Perhaps it was because the mountains were high and there were few people there, or because of the heavy rain, but for a moment, there was only one carriage moving quickly on the wide road.

The dazzling thunder parted the night sky. Ada and his companions looked solemn and ran to catch up.

In the carriage, Zhou Tieyi smiled and said to his brother, "It seems that even the heavens don't want us to lose."

Zhou Tiege nodded solemnly.

Although His Majesty will not take action personally, changing the celestial phenomena and taking advantage of the right time is a piece of cake.

He condensed the purple sky thunder into Gang, and at this time of spring rain and thunder, it was his strongest state, able to fight against the fourth rank!

Zhou Tieyi looked at the car wall again and suddenly laughed, "Since ancient times, it has been difficult to have all the advantages of time, place and people. Today, we have the advantage of time, but we have lost the advantage of people."

In his [real vision], the surrounding roads and traffic turned into loops.

The space shuttled back and forth, and suddenly a cage was formed, crisscrossing.

They are like the rooks and horses trapped on a chessboard.

Even if Jueying ran as fast as the clouds, he couldn't escape this chessboard. This method, changing the world, was almost the same as when my mother fished in Liuhu Lake that day. It was not a third-grade one, but it was almost the same.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the other party's aura was getting stronger.

If he truly achieves complete enlightenment and enters the third level, the only thing he can do in this situation is to use the word "kill" that His Majesty gave him at the end.

In that case, even if you win, you will lose justice.

In front of the emperor, the Zhou family's sword seemed to be ineffective.

Finding a great scholar between the fourth and third ranks to block the way, this Confucian trick is really extravagant.

In this world, only Taoism and Buddhism can compare with the extravagance of Confucianism.

Zhou Tieyi smiled and took out a golden talisman from his sleeve. It was filled with Taoist energy and he said, "Let me clear the way for you, brother."

He pointed his hand like a sword, twisted the talisman, and chanted, "Nine Heavens Thunder, the Azure Dragon of the East, in the name of the Green Emperor, the thunder falls here, hurry as the law commands!"

In the Dantian, the image of the Green Emperor stood in the five-colored clouds, and the twelve dragon seals appeared one by one, matching the talisman.

Above the golden talisman, the golden-red "Spring Thunder" that looked like twisted dragons and snakes suddenly burst out with tremendous power.

It filled the entire carriage, then turned into clouds and rose upwards.

This power is like a mountain and a river. It comes from the people of Daxia. It is the power of national destiny.

The golden-red clouds passed through the roof and rushed straight into the sky. Even this chessboard cage could not suppress the power of national destiny on Yujing Mountain!

In the rain, Che Wenyuan, who was holding a chessboard, had a changed expression. The chessboard in his hand emitted a golden-red glow. By the time he reacted, clouds rose into the sky, connecting with the vast thunder in the sky. In the thick, dark clouds, they transformed into a dark dragon swimming for several miles.

The next moment, the blue dragon stretched out its claws, summoning spring thunder.

This is a celestial phenomenon!

With the help of good luck, the effect of this Spring Thunder Talisman is already the same as that of the third-grade Taoist talisman.

The third rank also has to stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

A beam of white light descended from the sky.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were illuminated.

The extremely yang and strong power of thunder directly opened up the yin and yang pivot, like a peerless spear, piercing through the sky from the earth, and also penetrating the circular space.

In the rules of heaven and earth that ordinary people cannot see, Zhou Tieyi could easily sense that a huge chessboard woven with longitude and latitude, and spanning space was smashed to pieces.

The space returned to normal, and Che Wenyuan's figure appeared in the rain thirty feet away.

He was a middle-aged scholar who was six feet tall and wore a wide-sleeved spring gown. He held a half-broken chessboard in his hand. Hot blood was flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. The hot blood was washed away by the rain and disappeared.

With just one move, Zhou Tieyi broke his chess skill which had reached a level close to the third level.

Go players anticipate their enemies' moves.

Che Wenyuan saw that the emperor had granted the right time, but he did not expect that Zhou Tieyi could use his eighth-grade ability to borrow the national destiny and the Green Emperor's Dharma image to condense a top-grade talisman and command the spring thunder.

Naturally, he lost the initiative and also sacrificed his own chess skills.

But precisely because of this, he couldn't let Zhou Tieyi leave here.

His hero is my enemy!
Zhou Tiege thought so too.

So his figure rushed out of the carriage, with a silver spear with a red tassel wrapped around the precious purple thunder, like a sharp arrow, piercing through the rain curtain and shooting towards Che Wenyuan who had been seriously injured.

The terrifying speed made the surrounding raindrops seem to be still. Each drop was as round as a pearl and solidified in mid-air. Then, they were pushed to both sides by the energy rolled up by Zhou Tiege, forming a long hollow belt between Che Wenyuan and Zhou Tiege. The distance between the two was only a thin line.

"Mencius said: I am good at nurturing my great and noble spirit."

The clear voice penetrated time and space. Millions of Tai Academy students chanted it day and night, and it descended here, regardless of distance. Naturally, it was faster than thunder.

The fourth quality of Confucianism is to 'carry on the past', which means to inherit the power of past teachings with one's current body.

(End of this chapter)