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Chapter 56: Confucian Ancient Poems, Volume 9

The rest of the Confucian sages, there are also many legendary figures.

This is where the Confucian sages slept.

Their spiritual seat rests here.

Every day, Confucian monks will worship and worship the deceased Confucian sages.

so.

In this place, the incense is constantly burning every day.

This may be the so-called "fire inheritance".

"The nine volumes of the great Confucian ancient poems, please come out, there will be new poems, which will be recorded in the bronze ancient books!"

Master Zhu said in a pious voice.

"Buzz!"

After Master Zhu's voice fell, an ancient bronze book appeared out of thin air.

This bronze ancient book should be the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poems.

This guy didn't know where he was hiding before, and even Lin Feng hadn't found any trace of it.

"Well..., how many years have there been no poems worthy of being recorded in ancient bronze books? I can't even remember a little bit!"

Suddenly, a voice came from inside the ancient bronze book.

Lin Feng knew that the owner of this voice should be the god of the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of Confucianism.

"The poems this time can definitely be included in the nine volumes of ancient poems of Confucianism!" Master Zhu said confidently.

The god of the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of Confucianism said in surprise, "Are you so confident?".

Master Zhu nodded and said, "Of course, this ancient poem can be called an ancient quatrain!"

"Is it an ancient poem written by the young man beside you?".

The gods of the nine volumes of the ancient poems of the Confucian sect continued to ask.

"Yes! It is the ancient poem he wrote! Although this little friend is young, his literary accomplishment is extremely high!"

Master Zhu praised Lin Feng.

"This little friend doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Confucianism!" said the god of the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of the Confucianism.

Master Zhu nodded and said, "It really isn't our Confucian disciple!"

The god of the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of Confucianism sighed, "Over the years, many monks who have a talent for reading are not from our Confucianism. It's really a pity!"

This is also a place that makes Master Zhu quite helpless.

But everyone has their own aspirations.

Some things cannot be forced.

This truth, whether it is the gods of the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poems or Master Zhu, all understand.

The god of the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of Confucianism said, "Then let's start the ceremony, and try to see if this story can really be recorded in the ancient bronze book!"

"it is good".

Master Zhu nodded.

Immediately, he took out a piece of silk, ink, and inkstone and placed it on the table next to him.

Master Zhu looked at Lin Feng and said, "Little friend, come and write your poems on the brocade!".

Lin Feng nodded, came to the desk, and then picked up the writing brush.

Immediately, he began to write the ancient poems he had written earlier.

Mountain Garden Xiaomei

All the fragrant fragrant swayed alone Xuanyan, occupying all the style towards Xiaoyuan.

The sparse shadows are horizontal and the water is clear and shallow, and the dark fragrance floats at dusk.

When the frost bird wants to go down, it steals the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to close the soul.

Fortunately, there is a micro-yin that can be compared to each other, and there is no need for a sandalwood board to share a golden honor.

...

After writing this poem.

Immediately.

The sky is chaotic, and the ground is full of golden lotuses.

Seeing this scene, Master Zhu couldn't help but be overjoyed.

With such a vision, the poems written by Lin Feng today are likely to be successfully recorded in the nine volumes of ancient poetry of the Confucian sect.

Even the gods of the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of the Confucian Sect couldn't help being slightly surprised.

because.

these long years.

It is not uncommon for an ancient poem to cause such an aberration.

This happens occasionally.

Whenever such a situation occurs, it means that there must be a shocking poem.

...

"Burn the brocade silk and sacrifice it to the nine volumes of ancient poetry of the Confucian sect! Whether it succeeds or not, you will know soon!"

Master Zhu said.

In fact, Lin Feng knew that this kind of sacrifice was not for the approval of the gods in the nine volumes of ancient poetry of the Confucian sect.

But to get the spiritual approval of those Confucian sages and poetry people who are imprinted on the nine volumes of the ancient poems of Confucianism.

Only with their approval can the poems written by later generations be included in the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of Confucianism.

As for the gods in the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of Confucianism, it is impossible to choose which poems can be included in it and which poems cannot be included in it.

Lin Feng Yiyan lit the brocade with poems on fire.

Then he put the brocade in the sacrificial basin in front of him.

Wait until Jinbo burns to ashes.

One after another, golden characters flew out from the brocade.

Those golden letters.

Just made up a poem.

then.

Those golden characters all flew towards the Nine Volumes of Confucianism and Ancient Poems.

The Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of the Confucian Sect seemed to be affected, and there were even violent fluctuations.

After feeling the fluctuation of the nine volumes of ancient poetry of Confucianism.

Lin Feng was slightly overjoyed. The nine volumes of the ancient poems of the Confucian sect shook with such fluctuations. Does it mean that the nine volumes of the ancient poems of the Confucian sect recognized the poem he wrote?

If so, Lin Feng is naturally very happy.

because.

Once his poems are included in the Nine Volumes of Ancient Poems of Confucianism, he may be able to resonate with the sages, and the sages will descend to Fuze at that time.

In the end, the golden words were incorporated into the ancient bronze books.

"Kong said Chengren!"

"Meng said to take justice!"

"Those who have attained the Tao help more, and those who have lost the Tao have little help!"

"Dismiss all schools of thought, and respect Confucianism!"

...

At this moment.

Figures appeared one after another.

Every time a figure emerges.

That figure will recite a famous sentence.

That is the academic thought of Confucianism.

Every academic thought contains the avenues of heaven and earth, man and nature, and the etiquette of rulers and ministers.

Then Lin Feng saw a scene that shocked him. In the void, a figure was condensing.

That figure.

It looked exactly like him.

I just heard that this figure was reciting the ancient poem that Lin Feng just wrote.

All the fragrant fragrant swayed alone Xuanyan, occupying all the style towards Xiaoyuan.

The sparse shadows are horizontal and the water is clear and shallow, and the dark fragrance floats at dusk.

When the frost bird wants to go down, it steals the eye first, and the pink butterfly knows how to close the soul.

Fortunately, there is a micro-yin that can be compared to each other, and there is no need for a sandalwood board to share a golden honor.

When this ancient poem was recited, a stream of holy light came.

envelope him in it.

That figure was transformed by Lin Feng's will.

now.

Lin Feng's will is being integrated into the nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry.

And those who were integrated into the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry before were all Confucian sages, such as the sages of Confucius and Mencius.

Those are all poets, such as Li Taixuan and Du Zimei.

And now.

Lin Feng's willpower.

into it too.

with these legendary characters.

Together, they become the brand of the nine volumes of Confucianism and ancient poetry.

He was admired by Confucian monks and Confucian scholars all over the world.

Think.

It all gives a feeling of excitement.

In the end, Lin Feng's brand of will appeared with those Confucian sects, and came together with those poets.

Then.

became one of them.