mtlumby2d Chapter 509: 8 Years in the Human World! A Proud Scholar! A Confucian Sage Ascends to Heaven!
Chapter 509: 8 Years in the Human World! A Proud Scholar! A Confucian Sage Ascends to Heaven!
The outside world was bustling with activity.
In a quiet pavilion in Shangyin Academy.
Zhu Houzhao was leisurely drinking tea with a blind zither player.
Beside him was Xu Weixiong, the second princess of Beiliang, serving him tea.
Xu Weixiong was not informed of Zhu Houzhao's arrival.
But because Xu Weixiong was in charge of the Wutong Garden of the Beiliang Military Affairs Office and the Beiliang Yuan Yingshi intelligence agency.
She knew who Zhu Houzhao was and could recognize him.
Xu Weixiong respectfully poured the brewed tea into the cup: "Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Then he said to the blind musician, "Master, please have some tea."
The identity of this blind zither player is Zhang Fuyao, the Confucian sage who lived eight hundred years ago.
Before this, Xu Weixiong had also met Zhang Fuyao.
He even learned a lot from Zhang Fuyao.
In Xu Weixiong's opinion, the chief priest of Shangyin Academy was far inferior to the blind zither player in terms of knowledge.
It’s a pity that after failing to win him over, she couldn’t investigate anything.
Now after Zhu Houzhao arrived.
Xu Weixiong did vaguely guess something.
really.
Just after Xu Weixiong finished speaking.
Zhu Houzhao said, "Eight hundred years of Confucian saints, eight hundred years of scholarly spirit, eighty percent of Confucian luck, it is really extraordinary, but with such a magnificent luck, he is willing to live in seclusion here, which is a bit of a waste."
Zhu Houzhao saw through Zhang Fuyao's true nature at a glance before and after arriving.
His previous guess was that Zhang Fuyao must be like the Master in Ever Night.
He is a truly invincible person and also a person with great ambitions.
But now after meeting each other.
Zhu Houzhao discovered that he had guessed slightly wrong.
That is, Zhang Fuyao’s strength is not that outrageous.
His realm of cultivation is at most the celestial level.
In terms of combat power, he is not much better than Wang Xianzhi.
At most, the one who relies on the Confucian luck to implement the words and deeds is a little more troublesome.
But that's about it.
At least this method of following one's words and doing one's deeds is meaningless to Zhu Houzhao.
Blind zither player, no! Zhang Fuyao calmly sipped his tea: "Xu Weixiong's skills have improved."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Houzhao and said, "Eight hundred years of lofty spirit and 80% of the Confucian luck in the world, how can they compare to your Majesty's extremely majestic purple national luck? In terms of luck alone, all the people in this world combined do not have even 30% of the luck that your Majesty controls, not to mention the Confucian luck, which is just a joke."
"As for the idea of seclusion here being a waste? Is it a waste for Wang Xianzhi to guard Wudi City?"
Zhang Fuyao obviously saw through Zhu Houzhao's confidence.
Compared to Xu Xiao's uncertainty.
However, he could see at a glance the extremely terrible fate of Zhu Houzhao's country.
Just from the total amount of national fortune, it can be judged that Zhu Houzhao is not from this world at all.
Because the combined fortunes of all the nations in this world could never be as exaggerated as that controlled by Zhu Houzhao.
Zhu Houzhao shook his head: "I just find it boring. The Confucianism of eight hundred years has great spirit. If it has the ability, why should it suppress the human world? It is better to overturn the blessed land, or simply turn into Taoism. It is not bad to occupy the luck without doing much. Isn't it a waste?"
The fortune and immortals of the snowy world.
Zhu Houzhao now has a very clear understanding of the situation.
There is no existence above the gods in this world. Even if one wants to break through from the celestial phenomena to become a terrestrial god, one needs the blessing of luck. And if one wants to break through to the gods, one needs extremely great luck.
It is precisely this reason that has caused some chaos in the system of this world.
For example, many people are only at the celestial level, but they can kill land immortals.
Why is this?
It is because these people's strength has actually reached the level long ago, but they have not been able to break through because they do not have enough luck. On the contrary, those who have broken through to the level of land immortals are not necessarily strong, but more likely to have relied on luck. For example, Zhao Tianshi, who has always wanted to sneak across the Longhu Mountain, and the old immortal artillery armor of the Xuanyuan family, the former relied on the luck of the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain, and the latter occupied the luck of the entire Xuanyuan family. What is the tripod furnace? To put it bluntly, it is just devouring the luck of children and grandchildren.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Fuyao possessed 80% of the Confucian fortune in the world, but did nothing.
This is a waste in itself, and it also makes it difficult for Confucianists to break through the threshold of becoming immortals on earth and heavenly beings. If it were not for this, why wouldn't people like Zhang Julu and Li Yishan break through to become immortals on earth? !
Even Cao Changqing’s breakthrough to become a terrestrial immortal was due to the luck of Xi Chu.
In the future.
Cao Changqing even burned his own life to gain the realm of heaven and man for one hour.
Even so.
Cao Changqing had to become a tyrant to do this.
This is because the normal Confucian and Taoist system has been blocked!
Zhang Fuyao was speechless when he heard this. Don't talk about the Confucian spirit of eight hundred years, and don't talk about him later dispersing the Confucian luck to pave the way for scholars in the world. These are all just excuses. Isn't the real truth that he has been living for eight hundred years and blocked the way for Confucian people? In exchange, he can live forever for eight hundred years.
Otherwise, referring to the lifespan of land immortals and land celestial beings.
Zhang Fuyao should have died three hundred years ago.
Zhang Fuyao finally just sighed: "Your Majesty is right, it is indeed a waste."
Zhu Houzhao also shook his head: "The luck is gone, ascend to the blessed land. If I go to the blessed land in the future, I may be able to spare your life. Otherwise, today will be the day of your demise."
In Zhu Houzhao's view.
Zhang Fuyao's actions are not as magnanimous as Confucius'.
In terms of state of mind, he is not as strong as the Confucian saints in history.
For example, Zhang Zai, who established the heaven and the earth!
Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!
What an ambitious ambition this is!
Zhang Fuyao may think he did so, but what did he do in his eight hundred years of seclusion? This is the real question. In the final analysis, he did nothing.
In the plot line in the snow, he just gave Xu Fengnian a push.
Why live for 800 years with this kind of thing?!
Is it true that Confucianism has not produced a saint in the past 800 years? Why must he dominate?
Zhang Fuyao sighed heavily: "Now that I have met your majesty today, I have no choice but to ascend."
Just as he did in the snow.
In fact, he has been waiting for someone all along.
In the end, I felt that Xu Fengnian was the one.
Now Zhu Houzhao has appeared.
Zhang Fuyao really doesn't have the face to stay in this world.
boom! ! ! ! !
The brilliant and righteous spirit emanated from between heaven and earth.
The majestic and vast Tianmen appeared above the Shangyin Academy.
Zhang Fuyao bowed to Zhu Houzhao and said, "I entrust this world to your majesty."
Zhu Houzhao sipped the tea with a calm expression.
He watched Zhang Fuyao enter the Heavenly Gate quietly.
Finally, he said, "Not bad."