1619: C1619 The True Illustration of the Son of Heaven and the True Illustration of the Qiu Sage

C1619 The True Illustration of the Son of Heaven and the True Illustration of the Qiu Sage

At the Confucius Garden in the Hua Heavenly Star Region.

Yang Junshan's visit was beyond Han Zhong's expectations.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Han, I have the temerity to pay a visit to Yan Zong Sheng. Does Zong Sheng have time?" Yang Junshan asked with a smile.

Yang Junshan was extremely respectful to Yan Zongsheng. Although Yan Zongsheng was known to be a good teacher in the Confucian clan, he did not teach students, but Yang Junshan had received benefits several times from Yan Zongsheng, first from the zither music, and then from the righteous energy, he understood the meaning of 'both sides of the body'. Strictly speaking, Yan Zongsheng's heart was half a teacher to Yang Junshan.

In contrast to Yang Junshan's ease, Han Zhong looked at him with a complicated expression. When he saw Yang Junshan, he respectfully bowed and said, "Greetings Immortal Junshan."

Yang Junshan quickly sidestepped and said in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Han, what are you doing?"

"Rites cannot be wasted!"

After Celestial Sovereign Han Zhong said this, he stood up and said with a trace of apology, "I'm afraid it's a bad coincidence that celestial sovereign came. Master is currently not in the Confucian Garden."

"Not here?"

Yang Junshan was slightly surprised and quickly asked, "Fellow Daoist Han, where did you go and when did you return?"

"Sorry, I …"

Celestial Sovereign Han Zhong paused for a moment before shaking his head.

Yang Junshan saw a trace of hesitation from Han Zhong Immortal's expression. He understood in his heart that Immortal Han Zhong was a righteous man, so he probably wasn't good at lying. If that was the case, it would be inconvenient to reveal Yan Zong Sheng's whereabouts.

Yang Junshan was disappointed, but there was nothing he could do. He was about to leave when he heard a loud laughter coming from outside the garden.

"Old Yan, did you get back from the Feng Tian Star Realm so quickly? How is it? Did you find the Absolute Beginning profound light?"

The restrictions of the array inside the Confucius Garden prevented the people outside from finding out Yang Junshan's identity. However, the aura of his Great Rudra Immortal Domain was still lingering around when the Confucian Garden was opened, so he mistook Yang Junshan for Yan Zongsheng.

A man turned around from the bamboo forest with several scrolls under his arm. The moment he saw Yang Junshan, his face changed, "It's you?"

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned as he did not remember that there was another Confucian sage aside from Yan Xinyuan. However, at this moment, an idea flashed in Yang Junshan's mind, and he suddenly said: "Your Eminence, is it Liu Zizheng, the Liu Zong Sage?"

The person threw several scrolls from his underarm into the hands of Immortal Han Zhong. Although his expression remained unchanged, it was not lacking etiquette as he cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Jun Shan, I did not know that Senior Brother Yan and I were actually very close, to actually be able to enter this garden."

In the battle for the Purple Qi, although Yang Junshan and Liu Zi hadn't fought, the Great Rudra Immortals who had participated in the fight for the Purple Qi had an understanding when they looked back.

Compared to Yang Junshan who had successfully seized the Primordial Purple Qi, Liu Zizheng's luck was a lot worse. The Primordial Purple Qi that he had already obtained was taken away by a sneak attack at the last moment.

Yang Junshan could roughly guess where the hostility coming from, even though Liu Zi's attitude was not too good, Yang Junshan didn't take it to heart. He smiled and said, "Junior came here to ask Senior Yan for some advice, but didn't expect that you would be looking for the 28th world, which is about to appear."

Currently, out of the twenty-seven planes of the Starry Sky Great World, there had never been a plane called 'Feng Tian', and from the information that Liu Zi had inadvertently leaked just now, Yan Xinyuan should be searching for the Absolute Beginning profound light that could open the world. Then, without a doubt, the twenty-eighth plane of the Starry Sky Great World that was about to be formed should be the 'Feng Tian' world.

Liu Zizheng snorted coldly, but he did not respond to Yang Junshan's words. He already understood, because of what he said just now, not only did it reveal Yan Xinyuan's whereabouts, but it also exposed some of the Confucianism's plans for the Fengtian realm. So, he said impolitely, "Then you might as well come next time, I'm afraid Old Yan will not be able to return soon."

With that, he ignored Yang Junshan and spoke to Han Zhong beside him, "These scrolls are the scriptures of the Sub-Sage that I've found. These scrolls are at least self-depicting the Hand of Saints, and all of these are left to Old Yan. According to what he promised, hurry up and bring out the copy of the hand of Old Yan for me to broaden my horizons!"

The work of Saint Qiu!

Yang Junshan's heart skipped a beat. He was about to leave, but then he turned around and came back.

Seeing Yang Junshan return, Liu Zi frowned and asked, "What are you doing back here again?"

Yang Junshan sternly replied, "Although I am not a scholar, I have a chance to see the real Qiu Sheng's work. Who would want to miss such an opportunity?"

Han Zhong hurriedly corrected him, "It's not really a work of art, it's just a copy of the one teacher was most proud of."

Yang Junshan knew that this wasn't Qiu Sheng's real work. The most sacred manuscript in Yan Xinyuan's possession had been used up long ago when they invaded the Nine Heavens, in order to defend against the Nine Heavens Divine Emperor.2

Yang Junshan smiled, "It was just a copy, but it was also a copy of the work of the Qiu Sage. Of course, it was a feast for the eyes."

Liu Zizheng laughed coldly, "Since Fellow Yang wants to read it, why not let him open her eyes. A book is unique to the Confucianism. Could it be that you can teach it to others just by looking at it?"

Book talismans were different from talismans. They were unique to the Confucian clan in that they relied on words and essays to display their strength. Within the Confucian clan, they were more willing to call this method calligraphy.

For the same type of writing, the higher the cultivation, the greater the calligraphy skill, and the stronger the power of the writing would be.

However, the same article often required not only the cultivator's cultivation level and calligraphy level, but also the article's writing, its content, and even the different cultivators' understanding of the same article.

Although these scrolls were only a scroll, the object they copied was the subsage true art. Moreover, during the process of copying, it would often be fused with the person who copied it, thus, even if one did not look at these scrolls, the power of these scrolls might not be any weaker than the Immortal Talisman when used against enemies.

Immortal Master Han Zhong wanted to go and take the copy of Qiu Sheng's real work, but he was too embarrassed to directly take it away from Liu Zi. Thus, he placed the scrolls on the stone table in the Confucian Garden.

When Liu Zi saw Yang Junshan staring at the scrolls, he joked with him, "What, do you really have plans to study the art of writing?" Could it be …

Yang Junshan hesitated for a moment, and said: "I am only admiring these Confucian saints, and want to take a look at their calligraphy. Although it is just a set of tablets, I am still very inexperienced, at most, I will only look at their calligraphy, and I do not think that I will divulge the secret of the Confucian school. Can you open these scrolls for me and let me have a good look?"

Hearing this, Liu Zi laughed heartily and said, "Why not? My Confucian clan values education and morality very much. Fellow Yang, since you want to join our Confucian clan, we can only rejoice for a little while. How could you throw away your broomstick and take it for yourself?"

Saying that, Liu Zi personally took out the scrolls on the stone table and hung them up for Yang Junshan to study.

These words were either majestic, elegant, or simple and unadorned, but there was no doubt that each scroll contained a powerful force that sealed it within.

However, what Yang Junshan wanted to understand was not the true profoundness of these books, but the secret of the Confucian school. Liu Zizheng seemed to be generous, but how could he not know the truth of this matter, it was just that he wanted to see Yang Junshan make a fool of himself. What he did not expect was that Yang Junshan did not want to study books, his real purpose was to find out the true author of the bamboo scroll in his hand by comparing the handwriting of these books.

Unfortunately, according to what Liu Zizheng said, these scrolls contained the three sub-sages of the Confucian race. Although the situation was different with the scrolls, Yang Junshan was certain that the scrolls he owned did not have the same handwriting as any scrolls.

"How is it, Fellow Yang, do you have any insights?" Liu Zi, who was at the side, asked with a smile that was not a smile.

Yang Junshan didn't pay attention to the mockery in Liu Zi's words. Instead, he looked towards the direction that Immortal Elder Han Zhong had just left and asked, "Fellow Daoist Han, when will you be able to bring back the real Qiu Sheng copy of Yan Zong Sheng?"

Liu Zizheng's face darkened and he sneered, "Fellow Daoist Yang, aren't you being too ambitious?"

Yang Junshan didn't seem to hear Liu Zi's words. His eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Coming!"

Even though Liu Zi was furious, and even though he could see Han Zhong walking over with a bamboo slip in his hand, it made him forget about his earlier displeasure. He stared at the bamboo scroll without blinking.

"Is this Old Yan's copy of the real Qiu Sheng? Old Yan was actually willing to use a bamboo scroll made from jade bamboo as a copy! "

Although Liu Zi said this, his expression already showed that he was impatient.

Just as Han Zhong celestial sovereign walked closer, Liu Zi had already snatched the bamboo scroll from him. He muttered to himself, "I wonder how much of a charm this Qiu Sheng would have gained."

Seeing this, Immortal Elder Han Zhong did not mind. He only smiled and said, "According to the agreement between Master and Senior Martial Uncle Yan, this disciple will keep the scrolls that Senior Martial Uncle brought."

The corner of Liu Zizheng's eyes twitched when he heard this. Although these sub-sage books couldn't be compared to this one scroll, it was still something that he had spent a great deal of effort to collect. Now, just to study this one book, he had to give it all away to someone else; even Liu Zizheng had made an agreement with him long ago, so he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart for a moment.

"Take it away, take it away! Don't leave it here as an eyesore!"

Liu Zi, who was looking away, flung his sleeves in annoyance.

Celestial Sovereign Han Zhong faintly smiled. Just as he put away the scrolls, Liu Zi impatiently opened up the bamboo scroll.

Accompanying the "hualala" sounds, the bamboo block slowly opened up in Celestial Sovereign Han Zhong's hand. Regardless of whether it was Liu Zizheng or Yang Junshan, both of their eyes were wide open at this moment.

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