Lin Feng followed Master Zhu and walked out of the saint's palace.

Wuliang Taoist asked, "How is it? Have your poems been included in the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry?".

Lin Feng nodded.

"With you, this will last forever, you are so awesome!"

Wuliang Taoist priest shouted excitedly.

The surrounding Confucian monks looked at Lin Feng with envy and jealousy.

As Confucian disciples, they all dreamed that their poems would one day be included in the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry.

Even if you can't get the blessings of the sages, it doesn't matter.

Because the poems he wrote can be included in the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry, which is a great honor in itself.

Confucian monks pay most attention to their own reputation, in the face of reputation and substantial benefits.

The vast majority of Confucian monks will definitely choose to gain a good reputation without even thinking about it, rather than choosing to gain benefits.

This is the unique way of doing things among Confucian monks.

However, over the long years, few people have been able to record their poems in the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry.
Chapter completed!