Zongwu: A hundred-year-old Confucian saint was exposed, shocking the master

Chapter 14 Who?How dare you break into the Holy Land of my academy!

whoosh-

After all, Chen Mu picked up the broom in an instant...

"Well?"

"Brother, you want to..."

Master's proposal is really good, but just as Chen Mu agreed, he swept the floor again in a blink of an eye... Is this to let him go?
When Chen Mu's great book is written, Master still wants to be the first reader.

"Work."

"Didn't I just want to finish sweeping the floor quickly so I could start writing the book?"

"So that's how it is." The master breathed a sigh of relief, and then happily helped: "Senior brother, hurry up and scan, and I will organize those books for you."

The master started to take action on the books that had been overturned by Nangong Pushe, and they would be neatly arranged in the blink of an eye.

After that, his figure turned into a streamer, flew out of the library, and soon came back with a broom...

"Hey, Junior Brother, as a master, you came to sweep the floor of the Library Pavilion. If the disciples of the Academy saw you, what would you say?"

"It's okay, brother, I haven't swept the floor for you for many years, let me exercise my muscles and bones."

"alright."

The master insisted on sweeping, but Chen Mu couldn't help it.

Thus, the two people, whose combined age exceeds 250, practiced "broom skills" in the library...

forecourt.

A quiet room.

Nangong Pushe's figure shot out, and when she reached an open space, she drew out her two sabers and tried the saber technique against a huge boulder in the distance.

brush--

The saber energy is like practice, and the lightning strikes out.

The boulder was split in half like tofu.

The incision is neat.

Those male disciples in the academy who had a wicked heart for Nangong Meiren couldn't help being shocked when they saw this scene.

The female disciples showed adoration in their eyes.

One by one secretly praised how handsome...

I really want to marry her.

These female disciples are somewhat similar to Chi Lianxia, ​​Xuanyuan Qingfeng's mother.

Chi Lianxia also met Wu Su and missed her life. Even later, she knew that Wu Su, who became the princess of Beiliang, was a daughter, but she was still infatuated with Wu Su's disguise as a man.

Now Nangong Pushe, who is disguised as a man, has a killer appearance and temperament, which is even worse than that of Wu Su back then.

"Zhixuan entered the sky..."

The reactions of the people around did not affect Nangong Pushe in the slightest.

With a joyful face, she slowly put away the two knives in front of the boulder, then looked in the direction of the Library Pavilion, and then saluted respectfully:
"Sure enough, it is really indestructible!"

"Thanks for the old man's advice."

Naturally, others don't know that Nangong Pushe has been reborn at this moment, stepping into the Celestial Phenomenon Realm from the Finger Profound Realm that had been stuck for several years.

If you go a step further, it will be a land fairyland!

Nangong Pushe felt that although she hadn't seen any Confucian or Taoist sages in the academy now, the harvest at this moment could be said to be worthwhile.

Otherwise, even if you go to Beiliang and enter the Tide Watching Pavilion, you may not be able to break through if you read all the martial arts classics there.

But the expert who brought her all this is just a court sweeper in the academy!

"Old man, who are you?"

"Not a saint, but dare to call a saint."

"The academy is really a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. Even an old man who sweeps the pavilion is so unfathomable. No wonder it can stand for a thousand years without falling down."

At this moment, Nangong Puying couldn't help but compare Chen Mu, the great house sweeper, with the Confucian and Taoist saint in the academy in his mind, who caused the heaven and the earth to descend the vision.

Could it be that the old man is the Confucian and Taoist saint hidden in the academy?
But after careful consideration, Nangong Pushe denied this conjecture in his heart.

The reason is that a Confucian and Taoist sage has such a noble status, it is impossible to commit himself to the Tibetan Book Pavilion as a low-status sweeper.

Even if the saint doesn't care, the master of the academy will not agree.

What's more, the master himself said that the Confucian and Taoist sage who was born in the academy was his senior brother.

Master's brother, how could he be a house sweeper?

That is the lowest class of people in the academy.

"Master, it's true. With the knowledge and self-cultivation of the old man, not to mention just teaching ordinary disciples in the front courtyard, it is more than enough to teach even the inner disciples in the backyard."

"Why can't you break the rules and promote it?"

"Uh……"

After a while, she thought again:

"Could it be that the old man's character is too straightforward, and his words offended the master, so the master let him wear small shoes?"

"After all, the old man is a ruthless person who dares to scold even a saint."

This thought, the more I think about it, the more I feel that there is such a possibility.

Therefore, Nangong Pushe had to feel worthless for Chen Mu.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that the old man's character directly determines the old man's fate.

However, Chen Mu also said to her:

He doesn't want to be a sacred tortoise who is enshrined by people but has a high status but has no soul. Instead, he prefers to be a wild tortoise who lives in the mud but has a free heart and a free and easy life.

Nangong Pushe, who had been given advice, wanted to find his master and say something nice for Chen Mu.

But thinking that since this is the old man's choice, then she should not worry about it.

However, at this moment, how does this Nangong beauty, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, know that in fact, she put on small shoes for Chen Mu in order to deliberately make things difficult for Chen Mu, the wife of the old man, and she is helping his senior brother Chen Mu to sweep the floor.

The two brothers and sisters were very fast, and soon they tidied up the huge Sutra Pavilion with a new look.

Then, in front of the world, the master, whose status was lofty, even comparable to the emperors of Liyang, Datang, and Ming, quickly found the Four Treasures of the Study and sent them to Chen Mu.

"Brother, the Four Treasures of the Study are here, let me study ink for you today."

"Hehe, Junior Brother, there's no need for that."

"Hey, why are you being polite to me, senior brother? I have already been guarded outside, and no disciples will come to disturb you. Senior brother can feel at ease here!"

After the master said it, he didn't give Chen Mu a chance to refuse.

He began to raise his hand to summon a long table, and then brought a roll of good rice paper to the table and was about to spread it...

However, at this time, Chen Mu held down the roll of rice paper: "No need, because I have better ones here."

"Better?" In fact, the master prepared for Chen Mu is already the best paper in the world, how can there be better?

While the Master was puzzled, a golden light suddenly flashed in the corner of the Library Pavilion...

A simple golden pen and a strange ancient book suddenly appeared in front of my eyes!
On the penholder of the gold pen, five ancient characters gleamed: A stroke of broken mountains and rivers!

And on that strange ancient book, there are also five quaint gold characters, which are impressively: A piece of paper covers the world!

Every stroke and every book exudes a sacred aura, and the master couldn't help being shocked: "One stroke breaks the mountains and rivers, and one piece of paper makes the world?"

"Brother, this, this is..."

"This is the sacred object of our Confucian school, Ma Liang's magic brush and Hetu Luoshu."

"Ah? This is..."

"I have paper and paper here, and I don't have ink anymore." Chen Mu smiled casually, "So I told you not to prepare it. The magic pen and holy book have already recognized me as the master, and they can be used at any time."

"Ah, I didn't expect my brother to be recognized by the Confucian Sect's sacred object!"

Ma Liang's magical brush and Hetu Luoshu are two legendary sacred objects, even a well-informed person like Master has never seen them.

Now, it's really an eye-opener.

Besides, the recognition of the owner of the sacred object shocked him even more.

A hundred years ago, the world said that senior brother is a waste, but they don't know that senior brother is a late bloomer, but now it seems that senior brother is the real chosen one!
With seniors sitting in charge, from now on my academy will surely prosper with Confucianism and Taoism!

In the future, why should we be afraid of the three great empires and Confucian offshoots?

Speaking of which, although the academy has stood for thousands of years, apart from the forces of various sects and families in the secular world, other forces that are also in the same line of Confucianism have faintly become the most serious threat to the academy.

Fighting with each other is not just fighting for wealth and interests in the world.

There is also the authentic inheritance of Confucianism, as well as the authentic luck of Confucianism.

Things like luck, in the eyes of the world, are illusory things, and those who don't know think that they don't exist.

But those who know know that it is something more precious than the worldly glory and wealth.

If you don't reach a certain level, you won't realize the existence of luck at all.

Not to mention using it to cultivate.

Ordinary people fight for wealth and status, but saints fight for luck!
The holy things have spirits, but now they recognize Chen Mu as the master. Doesn't this faintly prove that the luck of Confucianism in the world is blessing Chen Mu now?

Therefore, even the master who has already looked down on the fame, wealth, and status in this world can't help but feel hot and excited in his heart at this moment!

He raised his finger and put away the Four Treasures of the Study on the table.

Because these vulgar things are no longer worthy for senior brother Chen Mu to use them to write books.

"Brother, please—"

"it is good."

Chen Mu nodded, and unfolded the Hetu Luoshu with his left hand. At this time, the golden light in the Zangshu Pavilion was shining...

Even if Master ordered people to guard outside the pavilion, at this moment, the sky above Zangshu Pavilion was illuminated brilliantly by the golden light.

No matter how you hide it, you can't hide that sacred aura...

With Chen Mu's right hand, he drew a pen on the Hetu Luoshu, and first wrote eight characters: Saints will never die, and robbers will never stop.

Then, the tip of the pen froze in the air...

"Good pen!"

The master sighed in admiration.

Just looking at Chen Mu's writing of these eight characters, he felt that he had benefited a lot.

Saints never die, thieves never stop—presumably these eight words are the central idea that Chen Mu wants to express in this book.

Chen Mu was in deep thought and remained silent. After deliberating for a while, Ma Liang's magical brush moved and turned into a golden light like flowing clouds...

The Master's eyes lit up again.

When Chen Mu was laughing, he saw that on the Hetu Luoshu, those flying golden characters seemed to be alive with spirituality.

All of a sudden, apart from the sacred golden light that couldn't be concealed, there was an endless fragrance of books in the Zangshu Pavilion.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful..."

The master was already so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, and thought that even if the master was resurrected at this time, it would not be as good as the brother's current splendor.

However, just when the master thought that Chen Mu's masterpiece could be accomplished in one go, the void was broken by another divine force...

The power of another Confucian sage unexpectedly came through the air and landed on the library pavilion of the academy!

"who?"

"How dare you break into the Holy Land of my academy?"

The Master is like facing an enemy!

(End of this chapter)