From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 239 Heaven and Earth Revolve in a Single Thought
On the third day of the seventh month, a sage appeared, and the world was shaken.
In a world beyond the ordinary, a single day is enough to spread any important news throughout the land.

What happened in the small valley of Wuxiang Mountain spread throughout the world in a single day.

Vibration, explosion, explosion, vibration...

The whole world was in an uproar after the news broke.

Besides the tremors, there was also a disturbance.

A large number of scholars immediately packed their belongings and rushed to Shangyin Academy.

Outside the small valley of Wuxiang Mountain, less than an hour after Zhao Xun finished, a large number of scholars and students flocked towards the valley. However, upon reaching the valley entrance, they discovered that a thin layer of mist blocked their path.

Some people tried to take a step forward, but after only a few steps, they were strangely back in the same place.

"Look, what is that?!"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed student pointed to the entrance of the valley. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the word "mystery" written on a large rock at the entrance of the valley in a style of calligraphy that was as sharp as iron hooks and silver strokes.

"Could this be the divine power of Confucianism and Taoism, sealing off the valley entrance with a single word?!"

Immediately, the thoughts of the students of Shangyin Academy began to wander with the word "mystery". Several curious students followed the example of the previous one and rushed towards the valley entrance. Then, something even stranger happened. After they rushed into the valley, they rushed out of the valley in less than a breath, maintaining their original posture.

The onlookers couldn't help but marvel.

Both Taoism and Buddhism have similar methods, but clearly, Zhao Xun's method does not belong to either school; it can only be said that this is a supernatural power belonging to Confucianism.

This scene, witnessed by everyone, stirred a renewed sense of excitement within them.

"Everyone, let's stop trying. Since Master Zhao said he will give a lecture tomorrow, let's wait until tomorrow. We can use this time to review what we've learned today and see what level you've reached. When we see Master Zhao tomorrow, we can give him a surprise." Bian Jiang, who had been watching for a while, finally spoke up.

As Zhao Xun's nominal teacher, he is now in the right position.

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Later that evening, at the Northern Liang Prince's Palace, at the Listening to the Tide Pavilion.
Xu Xiao, the King of Beiliang, looked at Li Yishan in front of him and showed a rare expression of tension.

Because the matter was so shocking, even when Xu Weixiong sent the news immediately, he did not believe it.

How could such a thing happen in the world?
It's already quite impressive that a thirteen-year-old child could defeat Huang Longshi in chess. Now you're telling me that he has opened up a path of supernatural powers in Confucianism and Taoism, turning all the scholars in the world who are powerless into superpowered individuals?
Who believes it!
If that's the case, the future world will probably belong to scholars, and there will be no place for warriors like them.

After all, these martial artists could never outwit scholars when it came to cunning; and if they couldn't even beat them in a fight, that would be disastrous.

Li Yishan gently put down the few pages of paper in his hand, looked at the pile of words that looked like tortoise crawling with some lingering affection, and sighed, "It's true, Your Highness, at least the ninth to seventh rank is true, I've finally understood."

"This...!" Xu Xiao stared at Li Yishan in disbelief, feeling as if he had wasted decades of his life, his worldview of decades being overturned at this moment.

After a long silence, he sighed, "Do you know what this means?!" "I don't know, and even Your Highness, you probably don't know either. There are countless Confucian and Taoist scholars in the world, many of whom have spent decades studying their classics. As long as they obtain this method, they can instantly cultivate their literary energy, and breaking through several realms in a single night is not impossible." Li Yishan said with a bitter smile, "With a powerful weapon in hand, the will to kill arises naturally. The previously oppressed and powerless will instantly have the power to turn the tables. A poor, insignificant scholar might suddenly become the strongest expert in the area. This world will be in chaos."

“That’s what I’m worried about too.” Xu Xiao opened his mouth, and after a long while, he said, “Fortunately, although I have a bad reputation, I haven’t offended many scholars.”

"This is not the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome and headache-inducing thing is probably the Taoism and Buddhism. The Confucianism, which already held the power to govern the world, suddenly gained fighting power overnight. This will break the balance, and if we are not careful, it will cause huge turmoil."

"You mean Confucianism and Taoism would infringe upon the interests of the other two religions?"

"That's for sure. What does Your Highness think Confucianism is? It's a vicious tiger that eats people without spitting out the bones. In the past, this vicious tiger could only use its strength to intimidate people. Now, someone has given this vicious tiger sharp teeth and wings. Soon, a great battle will break out."

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"I only want to confirm one thing: are you truly a reincarnation of an immortal?!" In the Shiqu Pavilion, Zhang Fuyao stared intently at Zhao Xun, her gaze burning.

Zhao Xun smiled and asked, "Didn't you meet Huang Longshi? What did he say?"

“He said you are a reincarnation of an immortal, and that you hold a high position in the immortal realm,” Zhang Fuyao said. “He also said that you support the mortal world in order to reap its fortune, but his actions affected your interests, which is why you descended to the mortal world.”

“Hehe, what you said makes sense, but it’s not entirely right.” Zhao Xun shook his head and said, “I am not a person from the immortal realm as you know me, nor was I reincarnated from an immortal sect. I have a different background, which you don’t need to know. You just need to know that I am not one of those sewer immortals you know.”

"A sewer hermit?!"

"I don't even know if they deserve to be called immortals. Even if they are immortals, they are probably just the lowest level ghost immortals. A group of immortals can be countered by mortals. They will be killed by mortal warriors when they come to the human world. Such immortals, haha, to be compared with them will be ridiculed."

"So, besides the Immortal Realm, there are other, higher-level worlds? You've been silently observing and guiding the mortal realm all along...!"

"Who has the time for that nonsense?" Zhao Xun said with a sneer. "Think what you want. Just consider me here to undergo tribulation. My goal is to vigorously develop Confucianism in this world and achieve what I want."

"Suppress all other schools of thought and exclusively honor Confucianism?!" Zhang Fuyao took a deep breath. "What arrogance!"

"What, is that not allowed?" Zhao Xun sneered. "The difference between you and me is that you just like to boast and talk nonsense, but I am not. The promises I make will definitely come true."

"Let me tell you again, it's not that I'm being unreasonable, it's that my disciples recorded what I said. They're the ones who are being nosy, recording everything." Zhang Fuyao said indignantly.

"I will definitely not follow your example in the future. What I teach is practical and doesn't require empty talk."

"Before that, you should think carefully about how to deal with the impact from Taoism and Buddhism. Once the news gets out today, Taoism and Buddhism will definitely try their best to stop you from giving a lecture tomorrow. After all, although you have made a start, there are still a few realms left to explain. In their eyes, this may be an opportunity."

"You're a Confucian too, how many can you handle?!"

“I have been propelled by the Confucian spirit for eight hundred years, but now that spirit has dissipated, how much longer do you think I have left to live, and what can I still do?!” Zhang Fuyao smiled bitterly, his spirit visibly withering away. “Although I don’t like you very much, since you call yourself the new sage of Confucianism, I hope you can truly live up to that title.”

"They're here, pretty fast!" Zhao Xun suddenly narrowed his eyes, stood up, and looked towards the western sky. "I thought it would be those Taoist priests, but I didn't expect the bald monks to be so irritable!"

(End of this chapter)