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Chapter 135 Continue the sages of the past, and create peace for all generations!

On this day, everyone in the world was shocked.

Li Qing wrote hundreds of poems in one go, his pillar-like talent soaring to the sky, and the emergence of various visions that can be called a spectacle, which made people extremely amazed.

There are immortals singing, iron cavalry clanging, generals rushing to kill, beauties dancing drunk, knights wielding swords, magnificent mountains, yellow cranes soaring, great rivers going east, and the Yellow River surging...

One poem after another has been passed down to the world one after another.

And with the birth of poems, sometimes the sky is full of hype, sometimes it snows heavily, sometimes it rains heavily, and sometimes the sky is clear.

The glorious vision made countless people kneel down and shout for the immortal to come to the world.

These poems are either heroic, or immortal, or extraordinary, or majestic, or sad, or full of vigor and lofty aspirations.

One moment I was still lamenting the impermanence of life, and the next moment I was full of ambition.

The artistic conception and style have changed so much that it is hard to believe that these poems were written by one person.

A great Confucian who is immersed in poetry directly asserts with emotion: "Once the poetry library is released, there will be no more gorgeous poetry in the world, and the way of poetry will change in thousands of ways."

"It's a pity that my way of poetry climbed to the top in one day; it's a pity that the younger generations of scholars have no chance to surpass this mountain."

"No matter how many poems there are in later generations, no matter how good they are, they are just a drop in the ocean. Compared with the bright moon, fireflies are incomparable."

Li Qing brought the way of poetry to the peak in one day.

And he has become an insurmountable mountain on this road!
Even if those who come later can climb this mountain, they will never be able to become this mountain. All poets and poets of the younger generation must look up to it!
Come into my door, reverence me as God!
Only readers who are well versed in poetry understand how amazing it is for Li Qing to write so many poems in one day.

It's fine if it's reckless, but Li Qing's poems are at least Mingzhou level, and the styles are different.

The younger generation of literati can be divided into factions according to various styles of poetry, and move forward on different paths.

In addition, these poems are all available.

After the ability to attach is written, it can be used to kill enemies, buff oneself or others, heal injuries, etc. There are a large number of them.

Therefore, Li Qing's act of creating a poetry library has as much influence on scholars all over the world as the creation of Confucianism, and it is the same inconceivable thing.

On that day alone, many people visited Li Qing's mansion.

There was an endless stream of visitors, and even Emperor Tianfu sent someone to inquire.

But all the visitors were rejected by Princess Changning on the grounds that Li Qing was resting and it was inconvenient to see guests.

And in fact it is.

After Li Qing finished the poem library, he fell into a stupor, slept for eight hours before waking up, and then rested in the room.

Although the poems in the poem library were all written by the great writers in the previous life, he just picked them up, but this is the first time they have appeared in this world, and making a poem will consume his mind.

For the first time, he felt a sense of being exhausted, and his body seemed to be hollowed out.

Let's put it this way, even Princess Changning couldn't hollow him out like this.

"Looks like I need to rest for two days."

"It's a good thing that the day when I will bestow the titles to the literati in the world is three days later. Otherwise, I will not be able to use my supernatural powers to manifest at that time."

Li Qing laughed at himself, then went to the window and stretched himself.

After a good night's sleep, although his body was still exhausted, his spirit was better than ever, and he could be called full of energy.

In addition, his literary palace is also shining brightly, and his talent is surging.

He wrote so many poems yesterday, and all his talents were stored in his literary palace. The literary palace has been opened up a lot again, and it has stored a vast amount of talent.

This is no longer something that can be described by the talent of Ruyue.

But talent is like the sea of ​​stars!
"With so much talent, I won't run out of talent in the future."

Li Qing said to himself.

The amount of talent and the speed of recovery depend on one's own level of literary talent and the quality of poems made.

Li Qing wrote so many poems that are enough to spread to the world.

From now on, I am afraid that no one can compare with him in terms of talent.

Just as Li Qing was thinking, suddenly there was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, and he couldn't help but look up out of the window.

I saw that the plum tree in the yard is now blooming with plum blossoms, shaking gently with the breeze, it is really beautiful.

"This plum blossom tree..."

Li Qing's heart moved, he mobilized his awe-inspiring righteousness into his eyes, observed the plum tree, and saw a hazy white light on the tree.

This surprised Li Qing, but he also had some understanding in his heart.

"It is said that Buddha enlightened under the bodhi tree, and I opened a poetry library for scholars all over the world under the plum tree. Presumably this plum tree has also been baptized with talent."

"Maybe it will become my sacred tree of enlightenment in the future?"

Li Qing's imagination was running wild, but he was just thinking about it. He is still too far away from the realm of a saint.

But who knows what the future holds.

Li Qing shook his head, turned and returned to the bedroom.

In the courtyard, the plum tree swayed with the wind, and the petals fluttered with the wind, soaring into the sky.

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Three days passed in a flash.

After Li Qing had breakfast at home early in the morning, he took Ao Xue to the holy courtyard in Shengjing to prepare for granting a title.

In the holy courtyard, more than a dozen great Confucian scholars who were still in Shengjing, as well as Sima Yan, Kong Wei, Sima Jing, and Wang Linfu, had all arrived.

In addition, there are thousands of scholars gathered in the holy courtyard who have not yet been awarded a degree, all of whom are famous people.

At this time, they all gathered in the square in front of the three holy statues in the holy courtyard.

Now that Li Qing has not arrived, all the scholars are discussing with each other, and the topic they are discussing is naturally the granting of the title today.

"Finally able to have a position!"

"After I have a position, I will go to the front line to fight Liyang and defend my country!"

"That's right, the wolves of Liyang Kingdom are ambitious and want to invade our Great Zhou. We have already missed the barbarian war last time. How can we fall behind now?"

"It's not in vain for the leader to open up a poetry library for us scholars, so that we can also use our talents, instead of just serving the country with words."

"It would be great if you could have awe-inspiring spirit."

"A few days ago, the leader wrote hundreds of masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. I have been reading them at home for the past few days. Every one of them is really amazing!"

"Which one do you like best?"

"I think the wine is the most immortal! Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning, it's really majestic!"

"I don't agree with you. I personally think that knights are the best, and chivalrous with swords. This is my ideal!"

"I like the bright moon when it is the most."

"Ah? No way, no way, no one likes the Qingyu case, right?"

"A group of superficial people! Deng Canglan Taige is the vast atmosphere!"

……

At the beginning, everyone was still discussing about literary status, but it gradually turned into arguing about which poem Li Qing wrote that day was the best.

And this scene was also watched by a group of great scholars.

"In the clean place of the holy courtyard, in front of the statue of the saint, how noisy and noisy it is!"

Sima Yan frowned and snorted coldly, wanting to reprimand him.

But he was stopped by Wang Linfu, and said with a smile: "It's just arguing about poems and articles, it's an elegant matter, it's okay, it's okay."

"Speaking of which, have you read the poems of the leader?"

Compared with the title of Demon King, scholars like Wang Linfu still prefer to call Li Qing the leader.

Kong Wei said with emotion: "Of course I read it. The first one is excellent and amazing; the talent of the leader really makes me and others ashamed."

"Choose out any one of those poems, and it will be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."

"I don't see the ancients in the past, and I don't see the coming ones in the future. I think about the long distance between the world and the earth, and I feel so sad... This poem is endlessly memorable."

"I don't know why the leader is in such a state of mind at such a young age."

For an old man like him, such poems can resonate more, and this is what he is puzzled about. How can Li have such a state of mind when he is young.

While everyone was discussing, two figures appeared at the gate of the holy courtyard.

Li Qing, dressed in plain robes, led Ao Xue into the holy courtyard.

"The leader! It's the leader! The leader is here!"

With a sound of exclamation, everyone present looked over immediately, and then they were extremely excited!
"Meet the leader!"

I don't know who took the lead, and bowed to Li Qing.

Then all the literati followed suit and bowed to Li Qingchang to the ground one after another. There was no one standing straight in the whole square.

And the object of everyone's salute is Li Qing!
"Teacher, what are they begging you for? Are they afraid of you?"

Ao Xue tugged on Li Qing's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

When she was in Yehai and the Dragon Palace, she also saw many dragons or other creatures visiting Grandpa Dragon Emperor, but...the feeling was different from what she saw before.

Those dragons worship Grandpa Dragon Emperor because of awe.

And these people in front of me are... respect from the bottom of my heart.

"You'll understand later."

Li Qing smiled, did not explain to Ao Xue, and then led her to the location of the three statues, where Kong Wei and others were.

Where he passed, many scholars gave way one after another, looking at Li Qing with incomparable admiration and eagerness, as if they were gods.

Li Qing nodded to Kong Wei and the others, then turned to look behind him.

At this time, the bowing scholars had straightened up, thousands of pairs of eyes were focused on Li Qing, and the whole square fell silent.

It is completely different from the hustle and bustle before.

Wang Linfu and Sima Yan looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes, because now only Li Qing has such influence.

"Everyone."

Facing many literati in the audience, Li Qing finally spoke, his voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears.

"Today is a big day for my Confucianism, because today, I will bestow academic status to all the scholars in Dazhou! At the same time, I will officially open the cultivation system of my Confucianism!"

"From now on, anyone who pays homage to the holy image can be recognized by Confucianism, embark on the road of Confucianism and Taoism, and use Confucianism and Taoism to be the most holy!"

Li Qing's tone was flat, but it had an inspiring power.

But he immediately scanned the faces of everyone present with his sharp eyes, and said seriously: "But you must keep in mind one thing, that is, what is the root of Confucianism and Taoism."

"I, a disciple of Confucianism, should abide by benevolence, morality, propriety and righteousness, and take self-cultivation, family harmony, governance of the country, and peace of the world as my responsibilities, and don't act recklessly with a sharp weapon in your body!"

"Virtue must be greater than talent. If virtue is full, even if talent is not obvious, you can still get the favor of the Dao, and the aura of arrogance is nourished in your body and mind; if virtue is impaired, then even if you are talented, you will not be able to become a great Confucianism."

"I give you four words here."

"Gentlemen are cautious!"

Li Qing's voice resounded in the hearts of everyone in the venue, causing them to fall into deep thought, repeatedly chewing on the meaning of these four words Li Qing said.

But Li Qing didn't give them time to think, he closed his eyes, his mind sank into the Wen Palace, and merged with the holy statue in the Wen Palace.

The next moment, Li Qing's literary palace appeared before everyone's eyes.

I saw that his talents in Wen Palace were boundless, and the statue in the center was as crystal clear as jade, exuding a precious light.

After Li Qing's mind merged with the Wen Palace statue, a familiar strange feeling resurfaced in his heart.

Then Kong Wei and others saw that the statue opened its eyes!
The huge statue sits in Wen Palace and bows deeply to the sky.

So in an instant, the vast darkness enveloped the sky, and in the deep night sky, the light of Wenquxing was extraordinarily bright!
Streams of milky white aura descended from the sky.

Then it dispersed into several, dozens, hundreds, and flew in all directions, heading for the various holy courtyards of the Great Zhou!Into those three holy statues!
At this moment, the holy statues in all the holy courtyards of the Great Zhou shook together.

Every statue has a bit more mysterious meaning, and Li Qing's statue has a strong aura of grandeur!
"If you don't pray at this time, when will you wait?"

When all the scholars in the Great Zhou Dynasty were shocked by the vision in front of them, Li Qing's ethereal voice suddenly sounded.

All the scholars just woke up from their dreams, and then bowed and bowed!

Bye Confucius!
Bye Zhu Sheng!
Thanks Li Qing!
At the moment after paying homage to the three holy statues, everyone was so blessed that they all opened their mouths and said: "I am a scholar! I should set my heart for the heaven and the earth!"

"Students of my generation! Live for the people!"

"Students of my generation! Be the sage of the past!"

"Schools of my generation! Make peace for all generations!"

"Use a three-foot sword! Slash all injustice!"

"Use the book in your hand! Educate the people of the world!"

"The will to die is still there! I am a scholar!"

All the scholars who visited the holy image from all over Dazhou recited this remark together.

It's like taking an oath!

At this moment, all scholars felt the existence of Confucianism!That mighty, majestic, grand, upright, benevolent and benevolent avenue!

There was a sound of cracking, and all the scholars who visited the holy statue were awarded the ranks by the Daoist, and successfully opened their own literary palaces!

All of a sudden, countless streams of fresh air rose from all over the Great Zhou!

Soar to the sky!

And many qi-watchers who are good at qi-watching saw that the set of pillars of luck that represented Da Zhou suddenly became thicker!
The golden dragon of Great Zhou Luck wandered around the Pillar of Luck.

Roar to the sky!The sound shook the world!
All the gas watchers who were observing the Great Zhou's Pillar of Luck groaned in unison, with blood overflowing from their eyes, and they dared not look any further.

At this moment, Da Zhou's luck climbed to the peak!
(End of this chapter)