Chapter 1809 The Crown of Confucius!

Chapter 1809

"I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry!..."

Accompanied by bursts of wailing, the hungry people around looked crazy, and driven by instinct, they swarmed up and rushed towards the master in front of him. They tore off large chunks of flesh and blood from their masters, brothers, and sisters, and swallowed them bloody.

At that moment, Li Junxian could see clearly that among these hungry people were women, old people, and even children.

"Master!—"

Seeing that Master was about to be overwhelmed by the hungry people, Li Junxian shrank his pupils, roared, and rushed over like crazy, but no matter how hard Li Junxian tried, he still couldn't close the distance between him and Master.

"I am starving!"

At this moment, a hungry voice came from beside his ears, and before Li Junxian could react, a figure rushed over from the side, bit his arm fiercely, biting his flesh crazily. flesh.

"Step aside!"

Li Junxian's eyes were red, and he raised his arms suddenly, subconsciously trying to shake the hungry man away.

But looking away from the corner of the eye, Li Junxian was stunned.

It was a child, his body was as thin as a stick, and his young face was full of desire for survival. Li Junxian raised his palm high, but at this moment he couldn't hold it down.

But in an instant, the master and all the fellow apprentices were overwhelmed by countless hungry people.

At the last moment, what Li Junxian saw was the ever-benevolent, compassionate, and smiling face of Master. He shook his head towards himself, and until the last moment, he straightened his arms, kept the movement of stopping, and then disappeared .

Tears flowed down involuntarily, and once again, Li Junxian experienced the feeling of deep powerlessness.

"Li Junxian, you can't even save Master and Junior Brother, how can you save all the people in the world?"

A voice was extremely loud, echoing from all directions.

Li Junxian didn't speak, his body was trembling, his breathing was short of breath, and the piercing pain became more and more intense.

"You failed, give up! Look at those hungry people, even if you give them everything, they will not be satisfied."

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, Junior Sister... For the sake of the great harmony of the world, after losing everything, are you still willing?"

The voice continued.

Li Junxian clutched his chest with both hands, his body trembling more and more.

At that moment, countless thoughts flew through his mind.

"I would."

Li Junxian heard his own voice.

"But can you do it? Master, brother, brother..., everyone is dying in front of your eyes, even these starving people, you can't save them, how can you save all people in the world?"

The voice continued.

Hearing this voice, Li Junxian only felt that his shoulders were as heavy as mountains, and even his breathing became heavier and almost stagnant.

Yes, did he save it? How to save it?

In the depths of his heart, he had asked himself countless times, along the way, he had never had the feeling of scolding Fang Qiu and being high-spirited, but only thorny and frightening at every step.

How insignificant a person's strength is in front of the vast and endless world, and most of the time, he is just helpless.

But after paying so much, how can he make him give up easily?

The master is dead, the senior brother is dead... Are they allowed to die in vain like this? !

"There is a way, there must be a way..."

Li Junxian murmured in his heart, powerless and humble, but deep in his heart, a thought became clearer and firmer.

Just like what Master said, if you don’t have the consciousness to die well, how can you realize the long-cherished wish of Confucianism and realize the long-cherished wish in your heart?

No matter what, he must get the crown of Kong Sheng! Gain the power to realize Confucian ideals!

At that moment, Li Junxian's eyes became extremely firm.

"Boom!"

As if responding to Li Junxian's heartfelt voice, in an instant, the sky shook, and in the next moment, in Li Junxian's eyes, the sky and the earth were dim, and a huge mountain suddenly rose from the ground.

Straight into the depths of the sky.

That huge mountain was as black as ink, looking from a distance, I don't know its tens of thousands of meters, even with Li Junxian's eyes, I can't see the end of it.

At some point, the raging fires around had been extinguished, and the howling and thirsty people seemed to have never appeared before, leaving only Li Junxian and the huge mountain in front of him.

In an instant, Li Junxian seemed to understand something, and started to walk towards the top of the mountain step by step.

The road to the top of the mountain seemed infinitely long and extremely difficult, but at this moment, Li Junxian no longer hesitated.

...

"call!"

I don't know how long it took, Li Junxian opened his eyes, only feeling cold sweat, exhausted, even the clothes on his body were soaked.

The moment just now, maybe only a short moment, but for Li Junxian, it seemed to have gone through a reincarnation. Looking up, there was silence in the entire passage, and nothing changed. It's just that when Li Junxian lowered his head, he clearly saw a large raised character on the ground under his feet, "仁".

"Is this the punishment of the Seven Commandments?"

At this moment, Li Junxian suddenly understood something.

Confucianism and Taoism are lean, but benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith, coupled with filial piety, there is no doubt that what I have just experienced is the test of "benevolence".

At that moment, he suddenly understood, generation after generation of Confucian leaders, many of whom were amazingly talented, why few of them were able to win the crown of Confucius.

It is easy to defeat others, but it is even more difficult to defeat yourself.

These punishments of the Seven Precepts torture the soul and heart of everyone. Looking at the world, there are many people with high cultivation and martial arts skills, but they can fully conform to the benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom of Confucianism. How many people are there who are loyal, trustworthy, filial, and fraternal?

The first level is already so difficult, it is hard for Li Junxian to imagine how difficult the next few levels will be. It is difficult and difficult to pass the test of this path of ancestral saints. This is not something that any martial arts can solve, but at this time, he has no way out.

"clatter!"

Stepping forward, Li Junxian's eyes were firm, and he walked forward resolutely.

Time passed slowly, and about three hours later, in the depths of the palace, a light flashed, Li Junxian turned pale, and finally walked out from the passage.

The moment Li Junxian stepped out of the passage, his feet went limp, his body staggered, and he almost fell. Looking carefully, his aura was disordered, and the aura in his body was greatly consumed, less than one-tenth of the original. The whole person seemed to be collapsed, and he couldn't even stand up.

In a short distance, the longest distance is no more than 50 meters, but in Li Junxian's perception, it has gone through seven reincarnations, seven centuries, which is extremely long.

But in the end, he was lucky enough to succeed!

"Tick tock!"

A drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead, Li Junxian came back to his senses, raised his head subconsciously, and only then had time to look ahead.

Different from the gorgeous appearance of this temple, the interior of the temple, at the end of the road to the first saints, is connected to a simple and grand Spring and Autumn style Confucian Temple.

The imperial family of the Tang Dynasty built a magnificent and huge temple outside, surrounded it, and sent Jinwu Guards to guard it, and set up a stone tablet for the death of trespassers, just to protect this ancient temple.

Li Junxian stepped through the gate, walked in quickly, and saw a huge statue at a glance.

This statue is more than one foot high. He is wearing a Confucian uniform, holding Chunqiu in one hand, and the long sword on his waist in the other. His expression is majestic and solemn, but there is also a trace of compassion.

But the most attractive thing is the pair of eyes. Although it is a clay sculpture and wood carving, it seems to have life, wisdom, profoundness, and contains everything in the world. All the samsara of life and death, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all in it.

Dacheng is the most holy, Master Confucius!

At this moment, a flash of lightning subconsciously flashed in Li Junxian's mind. Only the teacher Kong Sheng, who originated from Confucianism and Taoism, could possess this kind of compassionate temperament.

This is the origin of Confucianism and Taoism as a whole, and it is also the source of strength for generations of Confucianists who want to realize their ideals.

In his two hands, the scroll represents Confucianism, and the long sword symbolizes Confucianism. No matter in Confucianism or Confucianism, this statue has the supreme status.

Looking all the way down, on an old wooden table in front of the statue, Li Junxian saw what he had dreamed of this time, which was a Confucian crown from the Spring and Autumn Period.

——Crown of Confucius!

Although the appearance is simple and not very eye-catching, the whole holy crown exudes a powerful spiritual wave as vast as the sea, and that kind of spiritual power has far surpassed all warriors in the world. If you look carefully, you can even find a faint white halo around the holy crown. Even a powerhouse in the subtle realm, in front of the spiritual power contained in this holy crown, is like an ant, seemingly insignificant.

The crown of Kong Sheng is the crown of cleansing, the crown of will, and the crown of suppression and holy judgment!

Any filthy, unclean, tyrannical, killing, and dark thoughts have no place in front of this holy crown. This is also Li Junxian's greatest magic weapon against Wang Chong.

"Disciple Li Junxian, pay homage to the most holy teacher, I hope that the most holy teacher will appreciate the sincerity of the disciple and give me the crown of Confucius to ensure peace in the world!"

Li Junxian quickly stepped forward, knelt down on both knees in front of the statue, and saluted respectfully.

Standing up, Li Junxian finally walked towards the crown of Confucius.

...

Time passed slowly, and the agreed time was getting closer and closer.

"My lord, I just received the news, it was sent by Master Lu."

When Wang Chong was cultivating with his legs crossed and silently adjusting his breath, Zhang Que suddenly strode in with heavy steps:

"Over at Confucianism, we finally found some clues!"

"oh?"

Wang Chong frowned slightly, raised his head abruptly, and looked over.

Eight days ago, after the two people in the Taiji Hall had a face-to-face meeting, Wang Chong felt that there was something wrong with Li Junxian and the others, so he asked Zhang Que to investigate, but he did not expect a response so soon.

"Li Junxian is too sure, so we specially collected all the materials, especially all the classics about the conflict between Confucianism and military strategists, and finally made some progress. According to our previous investigation, there were at least three major conflicts between Confucianism and military strategists. conflicts, two of which were fragmentary and very vague."

"However, it happened once in the Han Dynasty, and there is a clear record. It mentioned that there is an extremely powerful thing in Confucianism, which seems to be called the crown of Confucius."

Zhang Que said in a deep voice.

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