From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

On the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, goose-feather snowflakes fall.

A huge joke spread in all directions.

North of Orange State, in Xihe State.

The boy sat by the lake fishing.

It is called a lake, but in fact it should be more accurately called a spring. For hundreds of years, every generation of Tantric consorts would come here to purify their bodies. Not far away is the Leiming Temple, and during the rainy season, there would be roars of thunder.

There are many luxurious mansions around this Joy Spring, which gathers the most outstanding nobles and heroes in the state. In the north of the spring, the Zhong family and the Lu family live next to each other, and the Chijieling mansion is in the middle.

Generally speaking, it is the military and political center of Xihe Prefecture. It is named Wuhou City, but actually has no walls. The imperial edict holder Helian Weiwu declared that if the Liyang Dynasty had the courage to attack, he could just save the cavalry from leaving the city.

If it is said that Murong Baoding, the governor of Orange State, topped the top ten in the martial arts ratings with outstanding style, then Xihe is most proud of its two powerful armies. One of them is an infantry unit - the Kongbi Army, which guards Wuhou City and its combat power is second only to the imperial guards and Tuoba Bodhisattva's White Whale Army.

In addition, the head of the Zhong family, Zhong Shentong, is ranked as a general, and his direct troops are in the surrounding areas. His younger brother, Zhong Liang, ranks high on the list of the top ten demons. Together, the two brothers support the A-level wealthy family, which is firmly superior to the Lu family.

"You almost shot me to death with one arrow."

The old man came over and sat down with a valuable teapot. The teapot was no bigger than a palm, so there was no need for a teacup, one could just drink from the pot.

"Since you are not dead, it is a blessing."

Jiang Yuan pulled the fishing rod, and the lake water rose one foot in the air, like a flowing crystal clear jade.

"You are worthy of being the sixth best person in the world, your aura is powerful." Helian Weiwu praised him generously. At the age of sixteen, he entered the rank, the second rank, and the Vajra rank. He broke through five thousand two armors and traveled across the North and South Courts. Such a person deserves any compliments.

As the lake water receded, a golden koi fish swung out, but was tightly bound by the fishing line made of air on the fishing rod.

"This is the place where the founder of Tantric Buddhism fell. I will accept this good fortune." Jiang Yuan put away the club.

"If I say no, will you let go?" Helian Weiwu said unhappily, "Wait for the Nalanda Monastery to cause trouble for you."

For a long time, Nalanda Monastery and Liangchan Monastery were compared by people in the martial arts world and were regarded as the two major sources of Buddhism. The ninth-generation leader of the Demon Cult, Liu Songtao, is now practicing Zen in Nalanda Monastery. He was a figure in the martial arts world of the previous generation, a terrestrial immortal, and half a swordsman.

The golden koi was refined in an instant, and the golden body shadow of Arhat leaped to thirty-five feet, with the Martial Arts Record contributing a lot to it.

On the other side, the Confucian classics emerged, paragraphs of text flashing with golden light, "If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening", "There is no distinction between people in education, I will not follow those who rush to the front of tigers and cross rivers", "The Master does not talk about strange powers and chaos" kept flowing.
If a son is not well educated, it is the fault of his father. Xiao Sizhao has already died because of his son.

I have not seen a strong one. Several people in the Vajra Realm have died because of someone, including the traitorous deputy mountain master.

If a gentleman does not respect himself, he will not be respected. If a gentleman does not fight fiercely enough, he will have no prestige. Many cavalrymen in the Northern Mang have experienced this.

Those who are not as strong as me will be defeated by me on the road. This one should be pushed forward to Tuoba Chunyun.

"What is this?" Helian Weiwu was stunned. He had seen Confucian scholars practicing, but definitely not like this.

"To know what you know and to know what you don't know is knowledge." Jiang Yuan said calmly, "Know what you should know and know less about what you shouldn't know. Do you understand?"

"You care..."

Before Helian Weiwu could finish his words, he saw another line of golden text on the book.

The Confucian spirit lingers like a cold wind.

The nine chapters of exquisite essence were compiled into one, allowing someone to reach the second level of perfection, and take a half step, and then take another half step to directly enter the Confucian and Taoist celestial phenomena. Helian Weiwu sat upright.

So competitive, he wants to learn.

The two of them are currently maintaining a strange peace. Someone wants to enter the ancient tomb of the Qin Dynasty, and does not want to provoke the army and expose himself. The person holding the imperial seal is afraid that the Sixth Greatest Killer in the World will start a killing spree and massacre the nobles, so he has been helping to cover his whereabouts for some time.

"Why was your promotion so fast?" Helian Weiwu asked seriously. People from the three religions broke through to the first level. Buddhists entered Vajra, Taoism entered Zhixuan, and Confucianism entered Tianxiang. They did not take one step at a time. Their combat power was one level weaker than that of warriors and swordsmen, but this guy's half step still scared him a little.

"That's what I originally thought. To put it in a more mysterious way, it means the harmony of the great way. To put it in a more specific way, it means the success of self-cultivation. The unity of knowledge and action is nothing more than obtaining the power to reach the desired level." Jiang Yuan replied.

The four major levels of Confucianism are self-cultivation, family management, governance of the country, and peace in the world.

Peace in the world refers to the vast and peaceful world in the upper realm.

The scope of his knowledge completely covers the entire world, and only the great sage has been able to do so so far.

If it is applied to several countries in one continent, it means they are saints. If it is applied to a few particularly wide-ranging examples, you can go to the Confucian Temple to eat cold pork head.

A gentleman should make achievements within a country, and use new ideas, words and actions in details to repair the big framework. At this stage, it is too early to talk about fundamental governance.

As for the wise men, they only need to cultivate themselves.

However, on this special land, which is one of only two in the four worlds, no gentleman can be born. Simply put, it is disconnected and cannot communicate within the overall framework of Confucian scholarship.

"The Confucian and Taoist immortals should be within easy reach."

Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment. The Confucian saints here are roughly equivalent to perfect sages, which means that there are no conditions for the birth of celestial beings on land. That is why Cao Changqing will change from a Confucian to a hegemon in the future and change his path to improve his strength. It is also worth mentioning that because this place is isolated from the Confucian fortune of the upper realm, it is difficult to achieve perfect sages. The quality and gold content are obviously higher, which is similar to the principle that the heaven and the earth are incomplete.

But he is not worried that this road will be lost in the future.

Because in this small world within the sword, his rules are the rules.

Trim the body, align the hometown, rule the country, and conquer the world. What kind of achievements will be made in the future depends on the scale, rules, population and other factors of the small world within the sword.

Helian Weiwu asked again, this time more solemnly, "Then why can you just use the Confucian classics?"

"Everything in the world is beneficial to me. After eating the heaven and earth, I know what it tastes like. I have always been accustomed to taking things by force." Jiang Yuan vaguely sensed the other party's thoughts.

"So Marquis Ji'an has his sights set on the world." Helian Weiwu said affirmatively.

Jiang Yuan nodded. He wanted the luck of this special place. The most prosperous one would be the legitimate emperor. When the time comes, he would use up the luck of ascension and Qilin at once. It is estimated that he would "encounter" a ghost of a very high realm by chance. By then, with the help of his higher status, he could capture it with the technique of summoning spirits and sending generals. He would then get a tool to protect himself, so as to avoid paying a high price for any accidents. Moreover, the vast luck has many other uses, so it is worth doing.

"I would like to ask Marquis Ji'an to be my teacher." Helian Weiwu said.

"You are a little too old." Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Helian Weiwu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained: "She is my only granddaughter."

"This is an act of betting." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

"That's why I want to become your disciple." Helian Weiwu replied.

(End of this chapter)