If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 82 The way of ancient and modern times, the power of change!
Butcher Zhang, Li Chungang and Wang Lin were amazed.

Then the three of them groped for Lin Ke together.

"It's not right! It's not martial arts either."

"It's so strange, the old man can't tell, disciple, is there anything unusual about your soul?"

"Hey, good boy, let my old lady help you check if there is any problem with each organ."

The three looked at each other after exploring.

"It's strange, it's really strange." Butcher Zhang looked puzzled, and couldn't see Lin Ke's abnormality at all: "Could it be some kind of petty spirit?"

In addition to the three masters of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and some well-known masters such as Mofa Zongheng, there are also some lesser-known masters.

"This is not the breath of any family today..." Li Chungang shook his head.

He just took a look through special means, and found that Lin Ke was fine, and there was nothing unusual about him.

That's weird!

You know, this place is under their supervision at any time, unless it is higher than their realm, it is impossible to appear directly.

As a great Confucian realm, one great realm higher than theirs is the gentleman realm of the ministers, and the two great realms have become semi-sages.

Who is not a household name among the current half saints?
But they couldn't tell that there were all kinds of Qi in Lin Ke's body?
"Could it be Xinsheng?" Wang Lin rubbed her chin: "Tuer, you are not a centimeter short... Bah, you are not damaged at all, but your energy is sapped. It doesn't feel like a bad thing."

"Cough, girl, that's aura, not essence." Li Chungang coughed dryly: "Only warriors have essence."

"Oh yes." Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, her face did not turn red, and her heart did not beat: "Boy, how on earth did you draw air into your body?"

Lin Ke had thought about this question a long time ago, and said, "I once sat under the plum tree, thinking about the ultimate meaning of life, and then dreamed of a world..."

He spoke slowly, but the three of them remained silent.

dreamed...dreamed?

After Lin Ke finished speaking, the expressions of several people became even weirder.

"What you said is true?" Butcher Zhang was dubious.

"You are just an ordinary plum tree! It's not the most precious bodhi tree." Wang Lin looked at the plum tree outside the window, and she didn't believe a word:
"But you kid, I don't know how the brain grows, but as long as you think you can do it."

"That's true." Li Chungang smiled and stroked his long beard: "As long as you have a clear conscience, we believe you."

we believe in you...

After saying this, Lin Ke nodded.

In this world, sometimes no contract is needed, and trust can be reached with just a few words.

In this era, reputation is sometimes more important than life.

If credibility is lost, it can sometimes be difficult to recover, even at the cost of life.

Of course, this kind of trust is not given to others in vain, nor is it something you trust when you see someone.

For example, Li Chungang and the others gradually trusted Lin Ke because of getting along with each other for more than a month.

If Lin Ke failed to live up to this trust, they would all be disappointed.

"Well, I can roughly guess what kind of power this is." Lin Ke pondered for a moment, and then said, "My power should be called 'Reform'."

"Reform?" The three raised their brows.

Wang Lin took out a painting, but Lin Ke threw it over his head before he could see it clearly.

Immediately, a layer of misty mist enveloped them, and the whole room became taller and farther away, wider and bigger.

Lin Ke looked around and felt nauseated.

"Don't stare at the surroundings." Wang Lin's voice came: "I covered the room with the technique of space, and now we are between the virtual and the real, and cannot be detected."

"Painting Dao Confucianism?" Li Chungang squinted his eyes when he saw this, and looked Wang Lin up and down: "It's been a long time since a female painting Dao Confucianism appeared..."

"Hehe, boy." Wang Lin turned her head and looked at Li Chungang with a half-smile, "Back when my sister ruled the world, you were still the magistrate of the Northwest Road and slaughtered corrupt officials!"

As soon as this remark came out, Li Chungang's complexion changed.

Be the county magistrate and slaughter corrupt officials in Northwest Road!

This was almost 30 years ago. At that time, he was just a teenager, showing his sharpness, and was hailed as the most likely candidate for the next generation's No. [-] pick.

But because of a massacre, not only did he lose his promotion path, he was also deposed and returned home, and he was given the title of "Blood Hand Massacre".

But not many people knew about it, because some senior officials felt it was a shame, so they didn't publicize it.

unless……

"Are you one of them?" Li Chungang's eyes were half-opened and half-closed at this time, his hands were faintly bleeding.

"Don't get excited, kid." Wang Lin smiled disdainfully, and looked at Li Chungang seriously: "You returned to the capital decadently, thinking that the world was like this... but I didn't know that there were people, even many people, who fought for you and protected you. , but failed."

Li Chungang froze on the spot when he heard the words.

And Wang Lin ignored Li Chungang after finishing speaking, but looked at Lin Ke: "Baby, tell me, what do you mean by your power of change? You made it yourself?"

Speaking of the latter, Wang Lin's expression became much more serious.

Lin Ke was still amazed at the magic of the painting just now, but he was attracted by what Wang Lin said in an instant.

Just about to eat more melons, Wang Lin was caught off guard and asked about the business.

Lin Ke thought for a while, and couldn't resist asking about Li Chungang and Wang Lin's past, especially about Wang Lin's age. Instead, he said, "Change means forging ahead, changing, and moving."

"I watched plum trees since I was a child, and found that there are two states in the world, one is still and the other is in motion."

"I thought about whether there are only two states in the world, stillness...and movement!"

"Of course, I was thinking again, whether it is absolute stillness and absolute movement, or relative stillness and relative movement..."

Lin Ke eloquently said that it would be right to push all the blame to the plum tree.

Anyway, it is normal for others to enlightenment under the bodhi tree, but it is not normal for Lao Tzu to enlightenment under the plum tree?
They're all trees, don't engage in racism.

"...propelled by this idea, I have been thinking, trying, and living, and in my dreams."

"Then I look at the present world. From the beginning of ancient times, when Cang Jie created characters, to Confucius preaching and enlightening the world, and then to the birth of the Holy Emperor and the suppression of Shenzhou, the world is also changing."

"The imperial court, the people, the world, and all races go round and round, and they are endless, but there is a way forward, and only innovation does not stop."

"A pool of stagnant water is not advisable after all. Only when living water emerges, the pond can be clear and full of vitality."

Lin Ke paused, and concluded: "I think, whether it is the Holy Emperor or Confucius, what they need is not a stagnant world, but a lively world."

"This is my power, the power of change."

(End of this chapter)