Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Although you didn't change your expression when you killed those 'selfs', your eyes were full of endless sorrow and anger. The pain and lamentation in your heart seemed to dye the whole world with blood. Your anger and Hatred is like a surging tide, constantly washing away your soul."

"Although the aura and murderous intent in you are terrifying on the outside, your heart is extremely pure. You still have a sincere heart."

This shadow with an unclear face spoke to Bai Ye, and Bai Ye listened quietly to the other party's words.

"A person with such a determined heart like you should not be here."

"Who are you?" Bai Ye calmed down and asked, staring at the shadow whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Me? I'm not a human being, I'm just the spirit of the Wenxin Palace. I've seen everything about you. Although I don't know why you came, your original intention has been firm and you want to stay in the Wenxin Palace. "It's also a waste of time," Dian Ling replied.

"This junior was sent to the Wenxin Hall to serve a three-month sentence because he violated the laws of Tianguan." Bai Ye replied.

"Hmph! The original intention of the establishment of the Wenxin Palace is to prevent scholars from losing themselves in the long years. It is not to punish those who violate the laws of heaven. And you are too young. The Sacred Heart in the Wenxin Palace is for you, But it is a bit difficult. Although you are determined, your experience is not enough. I am afraid that you will lose your way to the Holy Heart. "

"Sacred Heart Clear Path? What is this?" Bai Ye heard this word for the first time, and he asked the temple spirit.

"This is the Sacred Heart's Clear Path in the Hall of Asking Hearts. It is the road to sainthood left by Confucius. A saint must have the heart of a saint, do the saint's things, and speak the saint's words. If someone can complete the Sacred Heart's Clear Path All the challenges in the world can forge the heart of a saint and forge the soul of a saint.”

"Those who have the heart of a saint will have the opportunity to truly step into the realm of a saint in the future."

The temple spirit responded seriously, "Back then, saints such as Meng Sheng, Xun Sheng, and even Han Sheng all walked the path of the Sacred Heart before they became saints. However, this path of the Sacred Heart was extremely difficult. In the past one thousand years, it has been I don’t know how many literati died on the path of the Holy Heart, their bones turned into ashes, and their bodies and souls disappeared.”

"You are really young and your cultivation level is too low. Even if you are blessed with Tianguan talent on the Sacred Heart's Ming Road, you are not as good as a literary giant, let alone complete the Sacred Heart's Ming Road in these three months. , I will arrange other trials in the next three months to make your next days less boring."

"Senior, I wonder how long it took Han Sheng to travel all over the Sacred Heart Road?" Bai Ye did not directly respond to the temple spirit's attitude, but asked another question.

"Although Han Sheng was only a semi-sage at that time, since he entered the Wenxin Hall, he knew the past and present, and had a heart for heaven and earth. He only used January 22nd to complete the path of the Sacred Heart."

"That being the case, I would like to ask the seniors to open the path of the Sacred Heart. The juniors are willing to give it a try."

. . . . . .

Elsewhere in the Wenxin Hall, Zhong Qi has now turned into a bloody man. His figure looks particularly lonely and desolate in the mountains. The thick bloody smell filled the air, making it suffocating. And the green dragon he faced was already dying, and the originally bright light of the dragon's body gradually dimmed, like a star that was about to extinguish.

"Although you didn't change your expression when you killed those 'selfs', your eyes were full of endless sorrow and anger. The pain and lamentation in your heart seemed to dye the whole world with blood. Your anger and Hatred is like a raging tide, constantly washing away your soul."

"Although the aura and murderous intent in you are terrifying on the outside, your heart is extremely pure. You still have a sincere heart."

This shadow with an unclear face spoke to Bai Ye, and Bai Ye listened quietly to the other party's words.

"A person with such a determined heart like you should not be here."

"Who are you?" Bai Ye calmed down and asked, staring at the shadow whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Me? I'm not a human being, I'm just the spirit of the Wenxin Palace. I've seen everything about you. Although I don't know why you came, your original intention has been firm and you want to stay in the Wenxin Palace. "It's also a waste of time," Dian Ling replied.

"This junior was sent to the Wenxin Hall to serve a three-month sentence because he violated the laws of Tianguan." Bai Ye replied.

"Hmph! The original intention of the establishment of the Wenxin Palace is to prevent scholars from losing themselves in the long years. It is not to punish those who violate the laws of heaven. And you are too young. The Sacred Heart in the Wenxin Palace is for you, But it is a little difficult. Although you are determined, your experience is not enough. I am afraid that you will lose your way to the Holy Heart. "

"Sacred Heart's Clear Path? What is this?" Bai Ye heard this word for the first time, and he asked the temple spirit.

"This is the Sacred Heart's Path in the Hall of Asking Hearts. It is the road to sainthood left by Confucius. A saint must have the heart of a saint, do the things of a saint, and speak the words of a saint. If someone can complete the Sacred Heart's Path All the challenges in the world can forge the heart of a saint and forge the soul of a saint.”

"Those who have the heart of a saint will have the opportunity to truly step into the realm of a saint in the future."

The temple spirit responded seriously, "Back then, saints such as Meng Sheng, Xun Sheng, and even Han Sheng all walked the path of the Sacred Heart before they became saints. However, this path of the Sacred Heart was extremely difficult. In the past one thousand years, it has been I don’t know how many literati died on the path of the Holy Heart, their bones turned into ashes, and their bodies and souls disappeared.”

"You are really young and your cultivation is too low. Even if you have the talent of the Heavenly Gate in the Sacred Heart Path, you are only a literary master, not to mention that you can walk through the Sacred Heart Path in these three months. In the next three months, I will arrange other trials to make your life less boring."

"Senior, I wonder how long it took Han Sheng to walk through the Sacred Heart Path?" Bai Ye did not directly respond to the attitude of the temple spirit, but asked another question.

"Although Han Sheng only had the cultivation of a half-saint, he knew the past and the present since he entered the Heart-Searching Palace, and he had the world in his heart. He only took one month and twenty-two days to walk through the Sacred Heart Path."

"If that's the case, then please open the Sacred Heart Path, and I'm willing to give it a try."

. . . . . . .

In another place in the Heart-Searching Palace, Zhong Cang has now turned into a bloody man, and his figure looks particularly lonely and desolate in the mountains. The thick bloody smell permeated the air, suffocating. The green dragon he was facing was already dying, and the originally bright light on the dragon's body gradually dimmed, like a star that was about to go out.