The old man waved his hand, and the look of sadness disappeared, and his tone became calmer: "It doesn't matter, I can still hold on, if those young people want to take this opportunity to cause trouble, then let them do it."

"I'm waiting!"

The tone suddenly became cold and stern, and the room was instantly filled with a chilling feeling. It became extremely depressing and dull, as if thousands of troops were coming from all directions.

The middle-aged general could clearly feel the power of heaven and earth stirring in the room.

This is the realm of Confucianism. When one thought moves, the heaven and earth move!

It only takes a single thought to overturn mountains and rivers.

If monks with spiritual roots are the most enviable beings, then true Confucian disciples are the most respected beings!

They don't seek immortality.

Don't seek fame or fortune.

Only cultivate one's moral character, rule the country and bring peace to the world.

This has been the case since ancient times!


Chapter completed!