All the false prophecies I made have come true?

Chapter 129 Xu Yi's Country of Gentlemen!

dozens of seconds ago.

When the neat and grand countdown sound came to Lu Yun's ears...

However, Lu Yun entered the space-time gate.

One step across to the sky above the Confucian Temple, at a height of 500 meters.

An altitude of 500 meters is already extremely high.

Lu Yun could only see the brightly lit Qufu City and the Confucian Temple and its surroundings illuminated by huge searchlights.

However, in the free fall movement at the moment, Lu Yun didn't have the time to think about other things.

The hunting night wind beside his ear and his face made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes, and his cheeks hurt.

But in general, considering Lu Yun's physique at this time, these are not problems.

It seems that some people's countdown sounds can be heard in the ears, but it is not real.

And Lu Yun has been paying attention to the timeline in order to make the time point reach the perfect moment.

When the "pointer" points to October 10nd...

He stayed in his pocket, and the hand holding the piece of bamboo slip instantly exerted strength, crushing the piece of bamboo slip...

And when Lu Yun crushed the piece of bamboo slip, he felt that there were countless texts rushing out of the bamboo slip!

The literary energy that was originally wrapped in the bamboo slips was now rushing outwards, following Lu Yun's fingers, rushing outwards!

Lu Yun was a little caught off guard, those words were surging, as if he was holding the cloud in his hand.

But immediately, those bamboo slips left his grasp...

In just an instant, Lu Yun was already quite a distance away from those debris.

He turned around as he was in free fall and looked at the place he had just passed.

And there, those shattered bamboo slips are stirring frantically in a way that is extremely inconsistent with the laws of physics!

That's the vortex of the atmosphere! !

Lu Yun couldn't help being surprised.

How far has Confucius cultivated his wenqi! ?

Such a majestic and majestic style...

He has not shown any time in decades! ?

While Lu Yun was thinking in amazement, those scraps seemed to be stylized, disintegrating spontaneously, and finally turned into powder.

Let the text contained in that piece of bamboo slips be completely exposed to the air of October 2023, 10 at this moment!

And at this moment, the system's emotionless voice sounded in his ears:
"Timeline repair task completed."

But Lu Yun didn't care about this at all at this time...

He stared at the words that were raging in the night sky in astonishment, and was extremely surprised in his heart.

Although he has not cultivated Wenqi, he can understand it because he has practiced that side of Wenqi.

He could feel the surging aura like a river surging in the sky, converging towards a certain point!

When the concept of this came up...

Those restless moods seem to have an immediate outlet...

Immediately after that, a scroll of bamboo slips took shape in the sky, and then rose in the wind, growing at an extremely exaggerated speed, even faster than the speed of Lu Yun's fall! !
Lu Yun was extremely surprised, but he did not covet this scene, but immediately moved the time-space gate to appear below him.

After ending the free fall, he returned to the shadow of the eaves of the Dacheng Hall.

When Lu Yun stood on the ground again, he saw that the searchlights all over the crowd were all turned off in an instant.

The surroundings of the originally brightly lit Confucian Temple fell into darkness in an instant. Only the moonlight and the faint blue light from the huge bamboo scrolls spread over the people.

The thrilling experience that Lu Yun had just experienced was completely unaware of the people on the ground.

At this moment, the crowd is all paying attention to the sky and carefully looking at the scroll of bamboo slips.

It looks full of years, full of old style.

At the waist of the bamboo slip, a girdle was swaying in the air.

The sense of vicissitudes that seems to exist forever, and the oppressive feeling that is as majestic as a mountain, makes too many people hold their breath.

The azure light that surrounds it, the stars and the stars, are falling from the sky...

Those little bits of light that fell, many people reached out their hands subconsciously to touch them, but they could only watch it dissipate in the night.

And at this moment, the girdle on the bamboo slip moved.

As if being blown away by the wind, the huge girdle was untied and then fell slowly, and completely dissipated before falling into the mortal world.

At the same time, the huge bamboo slips seemed to be stretched out by a palm from the void, and they were fully unfolded with a bang.

When the bamboo slip was finally unfolded, there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

"Wow—!"

The astonishment of 200 million people gathered in one place can produce a grand effect...

But no one paid attention to such a sound, because everyone was looking at the sky.

Even Lu Yun widened his eyes, shocked by such a picture!

As you can see, in the sky, under the moonlight, a towering giant tree seems to lie between the sky and the earth!

When the bamboo slips were opened, another world appeared!
What a means! ?

People looked in amazement at the towering giant tree displayed in this long scroll, and they were shocked, and it was difficult to say anything at all.

But Lu Yun can feel it...

It's not as simple as drawing a scroll.

Those cultural spirits are swaying towards the crowd. Although it seems that the falling rays of light have dissipated, they are affecting people subtly.

Even if Wen Qi is by no means a power that ordinary people can control, this does not prevent Kong Sheng from leaving such a rich gift to the world.

Just as Lu Yun sighed silently in his heart, under the giant tree in the sky, there was a tall figure standing tall and straight in the shade.

The appearance of this figure caused another burst of exclamations.

"That's Kong Sheng!"

"So tall!"

"Hugh sits on the apricot altar, the disciple reads, Confucius sings... This is the ginkgo tree!"

After all, they came to listen to Confucius preaching, and many people had done their homework.

In Lu Yun's eyes, this tree is exactly the ginkgo tree that Confucius had at home when he was in his 30s.

It's just that when Lu Yun saw it, it was far from being so tall.

When this picture overlapped with Lu Yun's memory...

Before the towering giant tree, several more figures appeared.

They all sat on the grass and began to recite while shaking their heads.

And the chanting sound came from above the sky, filling the sky and the earth.

"Ziyi's Four Teachings: Literature, Action, Loyalty, and Faith."

"The Master said, "Learn and learn from time to time, it's not like saying it."

"The Master said: Learning without thinking is useless; thinking without learning is perilous."

Such a voice is very ethereal, but it makes people feel a little emotional.

In the midst of this recitation, people saw a qin appearing on Confucius' lap at some point.

He raised his hand to play the piano...

In the recitation sound, the piano sound is also accompanied at the same time.

This melodious piano sound is refreshing and reassuring.

People are immersed in this, but they don't notice that the peace of mind does not only come from the sound of the piano...

There are some more sublime meanings hidden in it.

While the sound of the qin was circulating, at some point, several more disciples appeared, as if they existed there.

But Lu Yun, who could be said to have watched most of Confucius' life, knew that...

This was not the case when Confucius taught.

Is he communicating his Tao in another way?
Or are you summarizing your educational career in your life?

When Lu Yun was thinking about it, the sound of reading became louder and louder because more and more disciples joined in.

"The Master said: After reviewing the old and learning the new, you can be a teacher!"

"The Master said: It would be flattering to sacrifice someone who is not a ghost! Not doing anything for the sake of righteousness is not brave!"

"The son said: ..."

These voices are carried into everyone's mind, and although some of them are not well-known sentences, they can easily understand their meanings.

That kind of incomparably transparent strange feeling seems to be able to reach the soul, making countless people feel novel.

Not only at the scene, but those who watched this picture through TV, mobile phone and computer can also feel the strange and never experienced way of "understanding".

At this moment, the sound of the piano has changed a little.

It became less leisurely, but began to gradually gain strength.

The strings of the violin slammed, and between the setbacks, it seemed to arouse the blood in people's hearts.

And when Lu Yunshen was placed in it, he was even more surprised to find that...

This rhythm seems to be in harmony with heaven and earth! !

"The Master said: A gentleman should serve his roots, and he should be born from the foundation of the Tao!"

"The Master said, "Scholars must be courageous! There is a long way to go!"

This sonorous and powerful voice completely shattered the previous ethereal and ethereal spirit, and began to rapidly evolve in a majestic and magnificent direction!
And in the scroll of bamboo slips in the night sky, Confucius sitting in front of the Xingtan altar with Xiange is no longer, and the towering giant tree has disappeared...

At this time, Confucius was walking through the jungle with his disciples.

Although he did not play the qin in the scroll, the sound of the qin did not stop.

Those chanting voices did not stop.

The sound of recitation is gradually evolving towards a vigorous trend, and it has not stopped.

More and more disciples followed in the footsteps of Confucius.

As the number of disciples increased, they seemed to have gone through four seasons in the forest within the scroll.

The dense jungle quickly withered under walking, and then covered with a layer of silver.

It seems that spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed in a few steps.

This picture is so amazing that it makes many people marvel at it!
When silver lights up this night sky...

It seems that the air above the Confucian Temple has dropped a few degrees at this moment.

"The Master said: The year is cold, then know that the pines and cypresses will wither later!"

Because there are more and more disciples behind him, the sound of chanting is becoming more and more powerful and heavy.

At this time, Confucius and his disciples passed through the silver-covered forest, but it was midsummer again, and what they saw was a rushing and magnificent river.

The sound of the surging river is like the real Yellow River on the top of the head, it seems to be rushing down from the sky!

"The Master said: The deceased is like a gentleman! Don't give up day and night!!"

A disciple stepped into the team from outside the picture scroll.

That team is getting bigger and bigger.

Those disciples were dressed differently, had different steps, and even had a huge difference in age.

Although they can't see their faces clearly, they all have an indescribable righteousness!

As their footsteps kept going, the sound of the piano lingering in the night sky also became more rapid and magnificent!Like the joy of the sky!

From the beginning of a single sound, it seems that there are more and more sounds mixed.

The momentum is incomparably huge and surging, it seems to be surging like a surging river!
Such a spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers, it is heart-warming!

It makes countless people's heartbeats seem to be rhythmic with the high-pitched and majestic rhythm of the piano!
Behind Confucius in the volume...

Has kept up with the mighty crowd.

At this moment, the sound of chanting is also very majestic, and the breath runs through the rainbow!
It seems to be ordering the world, as if to change the rules!

"Son is absolutely four! No intention, no necessity, no solid, no me!"

"Son is silent! Strange, force, chaos, god!"

This voice resounded through the sky above the Confucius Temple like a bell, and it was in harmony with the sound of the high-pitched qin. It seemed to be writing a reason for this world!

The cracked rocks and clouds are like thunder!
At this time, Lu Yun could feel the great changes taking place in the world! !
Something seems to be being pulled out of the air...

It was a mysterious aura that was difficult to capture. Although Lu Yun was difficult to discern, he could feel that there was something between heaven and earth that resonated with these words and rhythms!

Amidst such majestic chants, in the scroll of tablets in the night sky, Confucius returned under the towering giant tree with three thousand disciples, 72 sages.

At this moment, it seems that the years have not changed, it seems that time has remained in this moment for eternity.

as it was when it all started...

It seems to be a reincarnation, and it seems to be some kind of long-cherished wish.

Confucius still sat on the apricot altar and played the qin, but the sound of the qin was agitated, no longer as leisurely as before.

The disciples were still sitting on the lawn, chanting solemnly and sitting upright.

At this time, the chanting sound was extremely powerful!

Like a thunderbolt, it spreads all over the earth!

It resounds in China! !
"The gentleman is the third: the benevolent is not worried! The knowledgeable is not confused! The brave is not afraid!"

"Tian Xingjian! A gentleman strives for self-improvement! The terrain is good! A gentleman carries things with great virtue!!"

"The Master said: Chao Wendao! You can die in the evening!!"

The sonorous and powerful rhythm stopped abruptly at this moment, and the sound of recitation also stopped in an instant.

The four words "Xi Di is OK" still seem to reverberate in the air.

At this time, people seem to be able to see some of Confucius' expressions clearly.

He looked at his students with a smile, and seemed to have read through the scroll and looked at this world.

The ease in his smile was like a cat lying lazily on a swing in the sunset.

It seems that he is very satisfied with the students, and it seems that he is very satisfied with the world.

Looking at this scene, Lu Yun was speechless.

Is this a ray of Confucius' soul looking at the world! ?

He must be very pleased, right?
At the same time, Lu Yun couldn't help but think of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng watched the world for 2000 years before he ascended to leave.

He entered the Dao with the red dust of the world...

Should he also have such feelings for the human world?
Lu Yun's mood at this moment is extremely complicated.

Was the last two sentences recited by the disciples the most exciting feeling in his heart when he wrote this bamboo slip?
People don't have the experience of Lu Yun, so naturally they can't think of many things.

Just what they have seen in the past ten minutes is enough for them to digest for a long time.

This seems to condense too much, and people will have a lot of aftertastes.

The shock brought by the sonorous sound of the piano, even when it stopped, still made people feel that the scalp was numb and the heartbeat was extremely fast.

However, at this time...

Boom-!
All I heard was a sudden bang!
People were startled, and looked again in the direction of the voice in the sky.

That loud noise is like a bell ringing, and it seems like mountains and rivers are collapsing, like cutting off a big river, wandering from ancient times!

Lu Yun only felt that the meridians all over his body were shaking with it, and his eyes were full of amazement...

He and the others raised their heads and looked into the sky in amazement.

I saw a door that seemed to be invisible to ordinary people, and it burst open in the sky!

There seems to be an endless stream of text pouring out from behind the door! !
Like a real torrential river falling from the sky! !
Drifting away to all corners of the world, to cover the entire Shenzhou! !
Seeing this scene, Lu Yun only felt a bang in his brain!
"I see!!!"

"This preaching... not just preaching!!"

No wonder I thought that the sound of the piano seemed to be the harmony of heaven and earth!

No wonder I felt that heaven and earth resonated with the scroll! !
At this time, Lu Yun's heart was extremely complicated.

Gratitude, shock, and surprise were all mixed together.

He understands...

These countless literary qualities are a great gift left by Confucius for future generations! !

He used the handed down classics accumulated in his life, and transformed countless heaven and earth qi into literary qi with the means of reaching the sky!

Accumulated at this moment, it erupted over Qufu!
This is the gift Confucius left for the people of the world!
For a time, Lu Yun's palm trembled a little because of this complicated emotion.

Why teach without distinction! ?
This is instructive! !
Only a virtuous gentleman can receive this gift!
It does not belong to a single person, but belongs to the entire China!

Thinking of this, Lu Yun was a little stunned.

He seemed to have suddenly returned to that high summer in BC.

He sat opposite Confucius himself.

Looking at his old face, the smile on his face as he wrote that piece of bamboo slip.

At this time, Lu Yun suddenly understood—

His smile is an infinite expectation for future generations! !
This great gift is given to the kingdom of gentlemen! !
For a while, goosebumps swelled up from his body.

He was stiff for a long time, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he faced the sky and gave a deep salute.

Not just Lu Yun...

At this moment, countless people are doing the same action.

Lu Yun knew in his heart...

From this day on, maybe someone will slowly open the way of Wenqi.

But at this moment, people are still ignorant.

They did not know what Confucius brought to the Dragon Kingdom.

Only Lu Yun could notice that the abundant sunlight-like aura was slowly escaping to all parts of China.

now……

In the bamboo slips, there is peace.

Three thousand disciples left, and seventy-two sages disappeared one by one.

In the end, only Confucius was left under the giant tree, with his palms on the strings.

He looked a little lonely, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed a little bitter.

Was it the loneliness after his relatives and disciples passed away one by one in his later years?
At this moment, Confucius turned his head to look behind the giant tree.

Then he stood up, walked further behind the tree, and staggered slowly.

He seems to have too much to pursue...

Although he stumbled, he never gave up.

People stared blankly at the picture in front of them, trying to express something, but they couldn't really say it.

It is difficult to express the fiery emotion that has accumulated in my chest at this moment.

Confucius finally dissipated in the scroll of bamboo slips.

The strangeness in the bamboo slips dissipated, and it quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Eventually, the night sky returned to normal, and the moonlight enveloped the earth again.

But these more than 200 million people have always remained silent...

For a long time, I couldn't recover from the shock.

(End of this chapter)