This is a true and true book of sages, three thousand domains, various illusory continents, countless scholars, none of them read this book thoroughly.

In his past, in his understanding, this was just a book to educate future generations to become gentlemen and wise.

But now it’s different. Since experiencing it, after living in a Confucian village for half a year, Wang Teng clearly knew that "The Analects of Confucius" is actually not just a book, but also a little treasure!

This is the highest thought and mystery of Confucianism, carrying the endless wisdom of Confucius and wise men.

"The Master said: If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful; if he is not strong in his studies, he will not be solid. If he is loyal and trustworthy, he will be better than his friend. If he is wrong, he will not be afraid to change..."

Wang Teng read it gently. In fact, this book was handed over to him by Niu Niu's grandfather.

He said he was left alone and read it if he had nothing to do.

If it were the past, it would be nothing, but afterwards he knew that the village was a Confucian village, and its nature was different.

Niu Niu's grandfather must be an unfathomable old man.

He handed over this Analects to himself, and maybe it had a deep meaning.

Unfortunately, after watching for a long time, Wang Teng still gained nothing. Instead, he had a headache and a little dizzy.

He has never been a person who likes reading books since he was a child. He often dances with swords and practices martial arts. Reading these books now has really brought him painful childhood memories.

"Forget it, it seems that the Analects of Confucius is not suitable for me. Even if it is a real Confucian treasure, it is not a person like me, who can appreciate it!" Wang Teng was very self-aware, so he simply closed the book and shook his head with a wry smile.

He is really not the material. Reading these things about Zhihu people is simply a torture for him.

"Huh, what is this?" However, just after Wang Teng took off the book, he was shocked to find that there were some serial numbers on the last page of the book. It was marked with "eight, six, seven, three, one, two..." and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, all of which were connected into a picture.

These numbers seem to mean something. Wang Teng looked at it and suddenly realized that under the guidance of these serial numbers, if the content of the Analects of Confucius is re-arranged, a new content will be formed.

This brand new content, like turning decay into magic, has become a secret script that can be practiced by people!

"So that's it!" Wang Teng was relieved and understood in an instant.

The Analects of Confucius has been widely circulated and has not been discovered. The secret is because the content has been disrupted!

It is impossible to see anything from it, it becomes a book that is ordinary teaching and cannot be practiced at all.

Just restore the content and it will succeed.

Wang Teng really feels like another village of light now.

Of course he also understood that there were no serial numbers behind the book!

This book he made was obviously left to him by Grandpa Niu Niu. If he could discover the secrets carefully, he would be able to obtain the Confucian tradition. If he could not, he would only say that he had no chance to be with the Analects of Confucius.

"Grandpa Niu Niu is so scheming!" Wang Teng smiled, feeling relieved.

I thought the mystery of Confucianism was not suitable for him, so I was ready to give up, but now I am really grateful.

At this moment, Wang Teng began to study carefully. After reading the new content, in Wang Teng's mind, in the special universe, a brilliant color suddenly came from the sky, a divine spring surged in the earth, and golden lotus emerged from the void, and a series of grand reading sounds spread.

This sound is not the reading of the gods and Buddhas, but it is actually the voice of some children, a little childish, as if invisible, there are really countless children reading books in another space and time, passing on, endlessly.

There was a strong vitality in the sound!

Children are the future!

They are like the rising sun, shining and full of vitality.

Not long after, symbols overflowed from the void, all of which were runes of the great way, extremely complicated, one by one, a series of dark golden colors.

As a result, the runes condensed into each other and gathered together, and actually condensed a "person".

It was an old man holding a book and reciting, as if teaching a teacher.

But this old man was too huge, with his head and his feet on Jiuyou, covering the endless star fields, and stars were rotating between his hair and his fingers.

He is like he can break through the universe, terrifying!

This is amazing.

This huge Dharma body stands in the universe, and the sound of reading spreads throughout the vast universe, it really feels like a sense of being arrogant to the eight wildernesses of the universe, and being the only one in the sky and under the earth.

It is hard to describe what a transcendent attitude this is.

The old man was very auspicious and seemed calm, but he was just reading, but as each syllable fell, it seemed to hit a certain great node in the universe. The universe trembled, the stars shaking, and various strange phenomena appeared.

What is the immortal king coming down to the world, the goddess dancing, the divine beast leaping, the sun and the moon shining together, etc. is extremely terrifying.

"This is... I!" Wang Teng stared at the old man's statue, and after being stunned, he said in a daze.

The old man's appearance is well-known even in the Three Thousand Illusion Continents.

Because my portraits are circulated in many places, comparable to those in schools and study rooms.

My demeanor is really terrifying. Just a reading scene, it makes people feel like they want to follow him and listen to his teachings every day.

This is the atmosphere that only true great sages have.

Gradually, Wang Teng began to gain some enlightenment and began to calm down with the sound of reading.

I don’t know how long it took, but in the room, Wang Teng opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be completely renewed.

He is really refreshed now, as if he has been reborn, and he feels indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body. Standing there, he is like a gentleman.

This is his achievement after carefully studying the Analects of Confucius overnight!

His temperament has changed a lot, and the heart of Tao seems to have experienced precipitation, and he has a sense of vicissitudes of seeing through the world and experiencing the essence of the Tao.

"The realm has also been improved, the main realm has the sixth level of heaven!" Wang Tengcha explored the situation in his body and couldn't help laughing.

This is really a good thing.

Of course, the Analects of Confucius is profound and profound. He only has a preliminary understanding. As his practice becomes more and more profound, he will truly feel the supreme benefits brought by this book of magical power books.

"Wang Teng, have you got up?" Just then, a sweet voice came from outside the door.

Wang Teng was stunned and walked over and opened the door.

It is already midday and the sun is shining outside the window.

At the door, there was a woman with a slim figure, a beautiful face, and a pretty face as white as jade, looking like a stunning beauty.

"Xuan Xun?" Wang Teng didn't expect the woman to come again and said, "Why are you here?" Xuan Xun couldn't help but give him a blank look and said, "Can't I come?"
Chapter completed!