Wuxia: Will the night master, the third Confucian saint is exposed

Chapter 47 The world reads, everyone reads!

“Why is the fourth Confucian Saint on the Golden List actually Zhang Fuwan?!”

In the Great Qin Imperial Palace, Li Si looked at the line of golden and simple characters suspended above heaven and earth, and almost roared in horror.

The First Emperor looked at Li Si’s appearance and had some doubts in his heart.

“How? Do you think Zhang Fulang can’t be the 4th Confucian saint? ”

A word of doubt, immediately frightened Li Si to the point of stunned on the spot, and quickly shook his head fiercely like a wavy drum.

“Naturally not!”

“It’s just that I can’t understand it.”

Li Si’s eyes seemed to flicker slightly.

“Zhang Fu shakes the name of his predecessors, and countless Confucian great talents throughout the ancient and modern times of Kyushu, and also belongs to the top two people above the peak. With his talent, he naturally deserves the reputation of the fourth Confucian saint on the gold list. ”

“But Zhang Fu shook his predecessor, he fell hundreds of years ago! According to the Confucian saints who appeared in the previous golden list, without exception, they are all people who are still alive in the world. ”

“Even though Zhang Fuwan’s talent is far higher than these people, he has also fallen for hundreds of years, and it is really strange that he was rated as a Confucian saint at this time…”

Li Si’s words were correct, and the First Emperor also nodded with some deep understanding.

“It’s kind of weird…”

And among the heroes in Kyushu, there are not a few people who are confused because of this.

Yuanbenxi, who was the first to be surprised, also said.

“Indeed, with the talent of Zhang Fuwan’s predecessors, it is enough to be comparable to any Confucian saint on the Confucian Saint List.”

“It’s just that the entire list is so far, and there is only one person who has died.”

“It is really confusing that a person who has been dead for hundreds of years suddenly appeared to compete with Confucian scholars hundreds of years later for the position of Confucian saint.”

“It’s really weird.”

In fact, people can’t be blamed for being so confused.

After all, among all the heroes of Kyushu present at this time, no one had ever seen Zhang Fuwan with his own eyes.

Knowledge of him is limited to the paintings that have been handed down from ancient times to the present day, as well as the statements recorded in ancient books.

It is rumored that in ancient books, Zhang Fulang was a figure of the same era as the Taoist ancestor Lü Zu.

Their era, if you calculate carefully, has a history of more than 800 years!

But although people today have never seen Zhang Fulang back then, everyone can recite the truth that Zhang Fulang has passed down.

800 years ago, Lü Zu single-handedly built Taoism and built a Taoist temple on Dragon and Tiger Mountain to help the cultivators cultivate their self-cultivation.

In the end, in order to seek the avenue, he squeezed into the gate of heaven, and he was the first person in the world to ascend to the immortal in Kyushu!

And as a figure with the same name as Lu Zu back then, Zhang Fulang is naturally not reluctant.

According to legend, Zhang Fulang is the founder of Confucianism in the world!

The Confucian doctrine constructed by Zhang Fulang has been passed down for more than 800 years and is still a classic practiced by countless Confucianists.

As the saying goes, everyone reads books in the world.

And these previous Confucian saints, if they put it simply, can be counted as his Zhang Fuwan’s protégés!

This is what puzzles everyone.

The teachings handed down by Zhang Fulang taught so many Confucian saints, but he himself was never able to set foot on the holy step until his death.

After all, because of old age and physical decline, he was buried on the South Mountain!

And his tomb is still worshipped by countless people who admire Confucianism.

At night, worshippers can see a wisp of green smoke rising from the head of the grave, like a flock of birds scattering.

As a result, countless people have come to visit the shrine.

Although Zhang Fulang died, his soul seemed to be injected into countless Confucian classics and passed down to the world, learning from Kyushu and reaching ancient and modern times.

To this day, the first thing for all those who practice Confucianism is to read Zhang Fulang’s classics.

Life and death are gone, but they still affect the Great Departure Confucianism!

This is the source of the people’s reverence for Zhang Fuwan.

With a voice of doubt, the exclamation fell.

The golden list above the 9 heavens began to change again in an instant, and the chaotic light and shadow hovered like clouds and cranes, rushing up to the sky, and the sound penetrated the floating clouds and surrounded the sky.

Between the flights, the hazy golden light gradually condensed a picture.

Above the South Mountain.

An old man sat on the top of a mountain, his green robe and tracks fluttering in the wind, his pale hair and fairy posture.

If you look at it from afar, the figure that is hazy and looming in the clouds really makes people feel like an immortal descending into the world, and it is undefiled.

The old man didn’t know how long he sat on the top of the mountain.

At dusk, a young man slowly walked up the mountain, came behind the old man and bowed respectfully.

He said: “Lu Dongbin took the liberty to learn that Mr. was here, and came to ask for advice. ”

Hearing the voice behind him, the old man slowly turned around and revealed a kind smile.

This was the first time that Lu Zu and Zhang Fulang met.

It’s just that time has passed, Lu Zu is still young, dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, fighting swords and green shirts, and the young man’s eyebrows are gushing out.

And Zhang Fuxian was already dying of old age, even though the immortal qi was awe-inspiring, not like the dust of the world, he finally slowly approached the end of his life, and half a foot stepped into the yellow sand.

It is a pity that I was not born, and I am old.

And facing this young man who later became the same name as him, Zhang Fuxian smiled gently.

“I dare not say teaching, but I just study each other.”

The words are extremely bland, as if there are no predecessors who have been famous for many years, facing the height of the afterlife.

Lu Zu was overjoyed and became more respectful.

The two talked for an unknown amount of time, until the sun rose and the sun set and the clouds gradually dispersed and condensed again.

Until later, what he was talking about was no longer limited to learning, and Lu Zu seemed to be a little curious to ask Zhang Fulang about the past.

Zhang Fu did not think that he was angry, but he told very freely that when he was young, he was studying abroad, fighting swords, and was unmatched.

In a trance, the stars shifted, only to realize that his eyebrows were white.

Looking at Lu Zu in front of him, he really had the feeling of facing his young and frivolous self.

Off screen.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and couldn’t help but sigh in a low voice.

Countless Jiuzhou heroes in the world had never seen the true face of the rumored Zhang Fulang before, and now although he got his wish, what he saw was only the short light and shadow of the last few years of his life.

A generation of Confucian ancestors is now dying of old age and weakness.

But he still promoted his juniors, and there was no pose.

Yuan Benxi didn’t know when, and there were already tears in his cloudy eyes.

Stretching out his hand to point to the picture floating in the sky, but he could only touch the void.

“Confucian descendants, worship the ancestors!”

As a sigh fell, countless Confucians in the world ended their knees and knelt down, facing the ethereal old man in the nine heavens, bowing three times and bowing nine times!