The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Lao Dan didn't care what Confucius thought. Considering his status as a saint, this method was indeed not an immortal method.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lao Dan looked at Confucius, who was sitting opposite with an excited expression, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, Confucius came to his senses in an instant, then bowed and saluted, and said: "Student, there is something unclear. The world's rituals and music are showing signs of collapse. The student wants to help the world, but life is short and changes are inevitable." Impermanence, teacher, do you have any ideas?"

"What you said sounds like you are asking for immortality." Lao Dan looked at Confucius with a chuckle, and saw that the other man's face became disgusted.

Shaking his head and laughing, Lao Dan turned his eyes and looked at the rushing river beside him. He stretched out his hand and pointed far away: "Look at the river."

"Life is like a river, rushing away. One day it will reach the land of the East China Sea. Just like your life, where there is a source, there is an end. Things in the world are unpredictable, just like the changes in the river, no one can predict it."

"You plan to spend your whole life supporting Liyue. This is impossible."

Kong Qiu's eyes were shining with light, he was looking at the surging river water around him, as if he was thinking about something, while Lao Dan, who was opposite him, looked at Kong Qiu's appearance at this time, his eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"The deceased is like a man, never giving up day and night..." After murmuring softly, Confucius suddenly turned back to look at Lao Dan and said, "What if I don't do this surging river?"

At this time, Confucius's eyes were so bright that Lao Dan seemed to have expected it. He smiled slightly and said: "As a mortal, you can't even call it a drop of water. How can you get rid of this torrential river?"

"This surging river is like the world. Water droplets are billions of living beings. One drop of water is weak, but if there are hundreds of millions of water droplets, it is a surging river."

"Students do not want to be a drop of water, but they are willing to be the source of the river and the source of the drop of water."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Qiu's aura suddenly rose, sweeping across him in an instant. Although Lao Dan was prepared, he was still shocked when he saw this scene.

As the aura on Kong Qiu unfolded, the opponent's eyes also flickered with light, showing no intention of stopping.

"Isn't what you are doing now what you just meant?"

Lao Dan looked at Confucius with a smile on his face, and with just one sentence, he woke up Confucius opposite him. His thoughts suddenly became enlightened, and his expression was shocked.

Thinking that I have been confused for many years, since King Ping moved eastward, the Zhou royal family has been declining day by day. He lobbied all countries to respect etiquette and abide by the law, not to overstep it, maintain the orthodoxy of the Zhou family, and pray for peace in the world.

Helpless, countries are just paying lip service to themselves, turning around and keeping things the same as before. What's more, they are even dismissive of themselves.

After running into obstacles all these years, he had no choice but to return to the old land of Lu. When he learned that Lao Dan, the wisest man in the world, was in Haojing, he planned to come to seek answers to his questions.

This time, I didn't come in vain. I just said a few words and got the answer I wanted by the river.

Isn't what I'm doing now exactly what I want to do?

Spreading rituals and music to the world, when everyone in the world has their own way of rituals and music, isn’t it the time when the world will be unified?

Confucius, whose eyes were bright and frightening, stood up after touching the joints, gave a big gift to Lao Dan who was sitting cross-legged opposite, and said: "Teacher, you are a great talent, I am willing to help this disciple."

The old man shook his head and said, "I have other things to do. You need to go on this road by yourself. No one else can help."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Qiu heard a sound coming from behind him. He turned around and was startled to see that it was a green cow.

Seeing the green bull appear, Lao Dan slowly stood up, then walked to the green bull, turned over and sat on the green bull's back.

He looked at Confucius with a smile and said: "I have something to do here. I stayed in Haojing just to see you. The opportunity between you and me is only between a question and an answer. You need to find the difference by yourself."

"See you again by fate."

After saying that, he saw the old man sitting on the back of the green ox and slowly disappeared. As the figure disappeared, Kong Qiu looked at these blankly, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

The scenery around him changed instantly, and Confucius was shocked to find that he was back in the hiding room.

After coming back to his senses, Confucius found that he seemed to be in a dream. He looked around and then called out: "Teacher?"

The sound rang out, and then he heard the door being pushed open. Confucius suddenly turned around and looked, only to find that the person who pushed the door open was not Lao Dan, but the junior official who had introduced him in earlier.

Seeing that Confucius was the only one in the room, the clerk couldn't help but look puzzled, looked at Confucius and said, "Where is the official?"

After hearing the inquiry, Confucius didn't know what to say about Lao Dan's departure. It was just too bizarre. If he told it, he would probably be scolded by the man in front of him as having a brain problem.

While hesitating for a while, there was a sudden movement in Kongqiu's sleeve, and a piece of silk suddenly appeared in his hand.

Confucius raised his hand and took a look with surprise, and found that the silk was actually left by Lao Dan. Although he didn't know why this thing appeared in his hand, it clearly said that he should hand it over to him. In the Zhou room.

After thinking for a while, Confucius raised his hand and handed the silk in his hand to the clerk in front of him.

"This is what I left behind when I left. You leave the rights to your superiors. Someone will handle the matter."

Hearing that his immediate boss left without any reason, the clerk was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, he took the silk in his hand, thanked Confucius, and turned around, intending to hand it over to Confucius. Let’s talk about it later.

Watching the people leave, Kong Qiu looked back and glanced around, finally sighed and walked outside.

At this time, outside the yard, an ox cart was parked quietly on the street. Uncle Nangong Jing beside the cart looked at Kong Qiu who came out and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Teacher, what are you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Confucius shake his head and said: "The matter is done, let's turn back."

Hearing this, Uncle Nangong Jing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but feel curious: "Is this the end?"

But Uncle Nangong Jing did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only drive the ox cart full of doubts, carrying the teacher out of Haojing and back to the State of Lu.

Not long ago, news came from the Zhou Dynasty that the wise man Lao Dan left Haojing and disappeared without a trace, which shocked all the capable people in the world.

After Confucius of the State of Lu saw Lao Dan for the last time, he returned to the State of Lu, opened a school to accept disciples, and founded a Confucian sect with the intention of promoting the teachings in the sect, enlightening the world, and supporting ethics.