Evil Master and Disciple

Have you ever seen the world-famous scholar Qiu Changlin with tears streaming down his face?

I have seen.

Have you ever seen the calligrapher Qiu Changlin jumping for joy?

I have seen.

……

Ye Feng felt quite regretful when he learned that the mental method he saw from the magic pen was the "Haoran Tianyun Jue" of Confucianism which had been lost for many years.

After all, the current situation in the world is in a delicate balance.

If Confucianism rises again with this set of cultivation methods, it will inevitably break the current delicate balance of Taoism, Demonism and Buddhism.

However, when he saw the sub-sage Qiu Changlin holding the mental method and crying with excitement, jumping for joy, and kissing the handwritten manuscript over and over again as if it were a beautiful woman, the regret in Ye Feng's heart instantly disappeared.

It’s a pity that there are no mobile phones in this world, otherwise if I took a picture of Qiu Changlin’s excited and out-of-control look and posted it on Douyin, it would definitely top the hot list.

Ye Feng couldn't understand why Qiu Changlin, such a learned scholar, would lose his composure like that.

Confucianism has been in decline for too long, but its former glory has not been lost in the long river of history. Instead, its glory, which once surpassed all other schools of thought, has been recorded in the form of written books.

However, in the past ten thousand years, Confucianism has been in decline after suffering several anti-Confucian campaigns.

Most of the high-level Confucian cultivation methods and Confucian instruments have been lost.

Now seeing the Haoran Tianyun Jue, which was known as the first cultivation method of Confucianism and one of the five secrets in the world in ancient times, how could Qiu Changlin remain calm?

With this supreme Confucian method, the revival of Confucianism is just around the corner.

Fortunately, Ye Feng was young and nimble and could run fast, otherwise Qiu Changlin would have hugged him and kissed him 108 times.

It took half an incense stick of time for Qiu Changlin's excitement to gradually calm down, but it was not completely calmed down.

Sitting on the couch, he flipped through Ye Feng's manuscript with trembling body.

Ye Feng couldn't understand it because Confucian exercises were different from those of other sects, and they were not about cultivating the Dantian meridians.

Confucian cultivation methods are based on knowledge.

Ye Feng's knowledge of Confucianism is limited to the Analects of Confucius and Mencius that he learned in school in his previous life.

Qiu Changlin is different. He has studied Confucian classics for his entire life and has read more than 100,000 volumes of books.

Ye Feng couldn't understand the "Haoran Tianyun Jue", but Qiu Changlin could understand it.

Ye Feng stretched his head and stared at it.

Qiu Changlin was sometimes excited, sometimes amazed, and sometimes clapped his hands in admiration...

It seems that every word in this text gives Qiu Changlin, the sub-sage, a new understanding of the world.

When Qiu Changlin finished reading it once and was about to read it a second time, Ye Feng finally couldn't help but say, "Teacher! Mr. Qiu! Master Qiu..."

After calling out a few times, Qiu Changlin finally woke up from his dream.

He looked up at Ye Feng and said, "Daqi, you are truly the savior of our Confucianism! This mental method is truly the most precious treasure of our Confucianism. Tell me, what do you want? Even if you want to be the emperor, I can agree to it!"

"Um... Teacher, be careful with your words, be careful with your words..."

Ye Feng was speechless, thinking that Lao Qiu must have gone crazy. What would happen if such outrageous words were to reach the ears of the current emperor?

Qiu Changlin didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

It may be difficult for others to overthrow a dynasty, but today's Confucians can do it easily.

Because all officials in the world and the ministers of the six ministries are Confucian scholars.

Most importantly, Confucianism guards the imperial city, and the imperial city gathers the fortune of the court for thousands of years.

These great scholars who can borrow the fortune of the dynasty are almost invincible in the capital.

"I didn't know you were a cultivator, with ambitions beyond the mundane world, but you do have a great legacy for Confucianism. You don't have to be shy about anything; just ask for what you want."

Hearing the old man's arrogant tone, Ye Feng naturally became impolite.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Teacher, you are too kind. It's just a Confucian practice method. It's no big deal. But since you have asked me to do so, if I don't want to order something, wouldn't that be disrespecting you, the teacher?

Actually, I came to the capital this time for two things. The first thing is that a very powerful old woman asked me to meet her at the Beijing Observatory on New Year's Eve. I am not sure whether this old woman is a friend or an enemy at the moment.

Qiu Changlin nodded slowly and said, "I understand, Daqi. You are my disciple and the benefactor of the Confucian lineage. I will protect you."

"Thank you, teacher! But, that old woman is very powerful, she is the limit of heaven. Can you... do it?"

"The End of Heaven?"

Qiu Changlin's expression froze, then he shook his head. "Your Excellency, I might not be able to defeat you in other places, but in the capital, where the dynasty's fortune converges, the Heaven's End Realm is nothing. Even if I can't defeat him alone, there are still many sub-saints in the capital."

“Thank you, teacher!”

Ye Feng quickly thanked him.

Qiu Changlin asked, "What's the second thing you came to the capital for?"

"hey-hey……"

Ye Feng scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I... I am very interested in the destiny of all living beings..."

"I can see that you sneaked into the Saint's Building last night just for luck. But Daqi, I told you very clearly that luck alone cannot prolong your life. You are a cultivator with a promising future in the Yunhai Sect, so why are you interested in luck?"

"I just heard from others that the destiny of all living beings is very mysterious, so I want to learn more about it."

Ye Feng didn't tell the truth again.

He didn't dare to say it.

Just taking out this Confucian cultivation classic had already made Qiu Changlin so excited.

If he took out the magic pen and inkstone again and told Qiu Changlin that he came to the capital just to steal the dynasty's luck to recharge the magic pen and inkstone, Qiu Changlin would probably snatch his magic pen and inkstone away before he could finish his words.

"That's it..."

Qiu Changlin fell into deep thought.

He can give Ye Feng endless wealth, status, glory and honor.

But the dynasty's luck is no joke.

Seeing Qiu Changlin remained silent for a long time, Ye Feng said, "If you feel embarrassed, then forget it."

Qiu Changlin stared into Ye Feng's eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if the old man saw through Ye Feng's little thoughts.

He said slowly, "It's not difficult. It's just that the luck in the Sage Building is stored in 3,300 bamboo scrolls. They are too scattered. If you want to study luck, there is only one place."

"Where?"

"Jiaotai Palace."

"Um... I heard from Master Yi, what exactly is this Jiaotai Hall?"

"Jiaotai Hall is a special place for storing imperial seals. Among them is a state seal that contains the most powerful aura and is the most suitable for research. Because the state seal has existed for tens of thousands of years and has gone through several dynasties, the aura of each dynasty is stored in it.

The dynasty's luck is now only scattered and sealed in three places. In terms of its richness, it is far less than the imperial seal. This secret is unknown to Yi Yunhan, and only a few people like me, His Majesty, and others know it."