If your knowledge reaches the level of a great scholar, you can write a book and integrate it into your own understanding, and at the same time spread it all over the world and provide it with students all over the world to read.

The book "Explanation of the Tongshu" in Master Zhu's hand is obviously a historic theory that Master Zhu recited the scriptures of his ancestors, integrated them and understood.

However, unlike the printed books that have been spread all over the world, the "Explanation of Tongshu" in Zhu Shi's hand is transformed by literary spirit and incorporates his own efforts and spirit. Such classics are "unique". Every great scholar can only condense one book, which is extremely precious.

And it is usually given to their closed disciples by great scholars.

This kind of hard work can greatly increase the perception of the bearer, and at the same time it can greatly increase the other party's literary spirit, which will be of great help to the bearer.

Even if you study and learn in the future, your literary talent will be much faster, far exceeding your peers.

Master Zhu gave this book "Commentary on the Book of Tongshu" to Chen Shaojun, which was equivalent to giving him a book to his closed disciple, which showed his importance.

Mr. Zhu didn't think so much. He stretched out his palm and the book "Tongshu Explanation" in his hand that emitted a shiny light immediately broke out of the air, flew past the open windowsill and flew towards the boy on the bed. As soon as he approached, it instantly dissipated into countless fluorescence and sank into Chen Shaojun's body.

After obtaining this book "Commentary on Tongshu", the wisps of turbid black air in Chen Shaojun's body seemed to be suppressed by some kind of suppression, which was significantly weakened.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhu's face, which was slightly pale, couldn't help but smile.

"It's really a blessing to absorb it all!"

There are different levels of understanding, different qualifications, and different levels of absorption. Chen Shaojun was able to completely absorb his book "Commentary on the Book of Tongshu". The high qualifications are simply overwhelming.

"Let's go, and don't bother them."

Mr. Zhu shook his sleeves and smiled and said, "Go back with a full load."

Huh, I was about to say that, just as the two of them turned around, the breeze blew the robes of Master Zhu and Master Zhu.

When the two of them raised their heads, they saw that the literary atmosphere in the entire Confucian Temple was like wrinkled pool water, and suddenly fluctuated. Not only that, but even when they saw it, the fluorescence that soared into the sky in the wing rooms was also affected and violently shocked.

"here we go again!"

"Go and go over and take a look!"

Master Zhu's expression darkened and immediately walked quickly in the direction of the wave.

At the source of all this, the two stopped, and in front of them was a huge withered willow tree.

It is the literary tree in the Confucian Temple!

In the night wind, the branches of the willow trees were shaking. From a distance, I saw that with the willow trees as the center, it faintly turned into a huge whirlpool, stirring the literary atmosphere in the sky in the Confucian Temple.

All the literary energy was sucked over, and then seemed to be subjected to some invisible pollution, which quickly became turbid, chaotic, and then collapsed and disappeared one by one.

In this way, the literary spirit in the Confucian Temple is constantly consumed.

However, after absorbing so much literary spirit, the huge willow tree not only did not show its vitality, but instead seemed to wither.

"well!"

Seeing this scene, Master Zhu sighed deeply:

"I'm still stubborn! I've been so long, can't you let go? Why are you becoming more and more crazy?"

The branches of the willow trees were still shaking, as if they hadn't heard it, and there was no reaction at all.

The Master beside him sighed deeply when he saw this:

"Sir Zhu, it seems that there is nothing I can do. Zhang Yang and his two elders have also been here before. There are many masters and scholars in the capital who have visited the Confucian Temple and want to revive the dead and save the literary tree. But now it seems that it is not human resources to do it."

The Master said, and his eyes showed deep regret.

Seeing this, Master Zhu shook his head deeply and his brows became more and more frowned:

"In the past, the literary tree was prosperous, and this literary tree stood up and accumulated astronomy. It cultivated many great scholars and scholars for my literary Taoism, and how many Confucian students received its favor."

"But who would have thought that hundreds of years later, a generation of literary trees would fall to this point. Not only would it no longer protect my literary children, but it would become a burden to the Confucian Temple. If this continues, it is afraid that the literary spirit in the Confucian Temple will be consumed by it, and even the students here will probably be affected."

Master Zhu's eyes showed a look of memories.

This huge willow tree has not always been like this. It has been taught by saints and has a special status among the Confucian school. It has once been brilliant, but now everything has withered.

"Is the Confucian leader still unwilling to remove it?"

The Master said.

"After all, it was planted by Xun Sheng. It is a kind to us Confucianism and Taoism. Let it go. The ban on the Confucian Temple has been strengthened, and with its current situation, I am afraid it will not last long."

With a last long sigh, Master Zhu and Master left here together.

...

When the first ray of sunlight came into the bed, Chen Shaojun slowly woke up and immediately felt something was wrong.

"Huh? What's going on? I remember reading books very late last night. Why didn't I feel tired at all today, but I was relaxed and full of energy."

Chen Shaojun was surprised and turned over from the bed. Soon, he noticed more changes.

"The literary energy is seven times higher? Why has my literary energy increased so much?"

Chen Shaojun's eyes could not hide his surprise.

When he was studying in the library before, he clearly remembered that his literary spirit had made rapid progress and continued to grow, but when the literary spirit was four times higher, it gradually slowed down.

Why did it increase so much in one night?

"Is the nourishment of literary energy in the Confucian Temple so great?"

Chen Shaojun couldn't figure it out.

His nerves were tense these days, and he finally relaxed and fell asleep in the Confucian Temple, so he had no impression of what happened last night.

Not only that, Chen Shaojun clearly found that there was another book in his mind.

""Tongshu Explanation"? Have I read this book last night?"

I thought about it for a long time but I still gained nothing.

"Did I get a gift from a certain Confucian and Taoist master when I fell asleep last night?"

Chen Shaojun said in his heart.

There have been legends among Confucianism and Taoism. After all the students fell asleep, there would be wise and great scholars in the Confucian Temple to inspect and find those with outstanding qualifications and give them guidance.

However, Chen Shaojun has only heard of it. He has never met it before. There are very few students in the capital who have such an encounter, and very few.

But today, this legend seems to be true.

"Thank you for the gift from the teacher!"

When Chen Shaojun thought of this, he quickly turned over from the bed and bowed respectfully outside the window.

The elders cannot refuse to give it. Since the other party gave the gift but did not show up, Chen Shaojun naturally would not force it.

Since you come, you will be at ease. As long as you remember the other party’s kindness, the same will be true for investigation in the future.

In the next few days, Chen Shaojun was studying in the Confucian Temple and improving his mental power. On the other hand, he sent someone out to inquire about it secretly, especially the movements in Chen's mansion.

Chen Shaojun expected that it was not bad. Since he disappeared, those who wanted to deal with him were like headless flies losing their targets, and there was no more movement.

Moreover, the assassination of the former court official's mansion also attracted the attention of Jingzhao Yin. A large-scale search was not captured. Although the assassins were not captured, many thieves and evil monks lurking in the capital were also captured, which invisibly played a deterrent role, which made the other party calm down a lot.

"The prince's dispute!"

Chen Shaojun sighed deeply.

From the moment he entered the palace, he had a premonition. In contrast, what he cares most about now is his father and elder brother.

The elder brother successfully rescued him, which was what made him most relieved.

Judging from the news sent back by Jiang Bo, the Emperor of the Shang Dynasty did not break his promise. The three officials' trial has begun to re-examine the case. I believe that it will not take long before my father will be released.

"The next step is to open up the bone and blood veins."

Chen Shaojun said in his heart.

After the foundation building of martial arts, there are nine realms corresponding to nine meridians, namely the vein of bone and blood, the vein of earth, the vein of sky, the vein of Taiyin, the vein of stars, the vein of space, and the vein of time... The vein of space is equivalent to an immortal, but for Chen Shaojun, the first step is to break through to the vein of bone and blood.

Once the blood veins of bones and blood are opened, the potential of the human body will be tapped and various magical powers will be possessed.

However, from Qiyu Realm to the bone and blood veins, it is difficult. Normally, even if a talented person is assisted by elixirs, it will take more than half a year.

However, if you can reach a dou of literary energy and have strong mental power, with Chen Shaojun's current cultivation level, you can quickly enter the bone and blood vein.

This is also what Chen Shaojun taught him when he was in the immortal world.

In the heavens and all realms, Beidou is the supreme. In terms of martial arts, the Beidou Immortal Sect is far superior to other sects. Although Chen Shaojun practiced the art of weaponry, the Beidou Immortal Lord also imparted all the knowledge related to martial arts to him.

"I have reached seven liters of literary energy now, and I am still three liters of literary energy to break through the realm and reach a dou of literary energy!"

Chen Shaojun thought to himself.

The literary qi and the literary qi are two completely different concepts. The literary qi can only be regarded as a student, but the literary qi is already a Confucian scholar.

There is a world of difference between the two.

When the literary energy reaches one dou, the mental power will undergo a qualitative change.

However, it is easy to say that it is difficult to do it. The seventh level of literary energy rises to the one-double literary energy, which seems to be a little different, but in fact it is difficult to improve step by step, and it is far from that easy to improve.

But Chen Shaojun is not in a hurry. The literary way emphasizes the word "sudden enlightenment" in one's way. The focus is on "enlightenment", not on hard work.

Once you realize that fish leaps into the dragon gate, it is not too strange that you can increase your literary energy from rising to a dou of literary energy.

"Bang!"

Chen Shaojun closed the window and quickly headed towards the library.

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