My version of Heavenly Dao is too old, so it's full of bugs.

Chapter 391 Everyone says I'm the most like you!
Where exactly is the ancestor's treasure?!

During this period, the seven generations of Confucius went down to the underworld and entered the deep sea, and searched all the places where Confucius's treasures might have fallen, but they found nothing!
Could those two relics possibly grow wings and fly away on their own?

The seventh-generation Confucius glanced at the chaotic abyss before him and sighed helplessly: "It's time to go back..."

He has now ventured into the deepest part of the Netherworld, losing all contact with the Heavenly Court. If he continues the search, he may encounter unpredictable dangers at any time.

Not to mention the nine heretical demons lurking deep within the void, the various projections of great calamities, the forbidden lands left by the ancients, and those bizarre phenomena that even the gods cannot comprehend,

The remains of the old Heavenly Dao server, which are still adrift in the chaotic void, are extremely dangerous!
If you are accidentally captured by these servers of the ancient Heavenly Dao and trapped in the echoes of the past, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal might not be able to escape unscathed!

So when the seventh-generation Confucius found himself feeling uneasy, he did not hesitate to follow his instincts, turned around and left the depths of the chaotic void, returning to the real world.

But as he retreated, two dazzling beams of light suddenly shot out from the chaos and locked onto him from afar.

Those were the long-lost court robes and crown of Confucius!

However, the two great divine weapons that were once damaged have now been mostly restored.

Logically speaking, the relics of Confucius should still need some time to be restored.

However, in order to save those children, Confucius chose to suspend the repairs and, wearing the two relics, ventured deep into the ocean.

[Seventh-generation descendant, come quickly to this old man!]

After a moment of silence, the seventh-generation Confucius suddenly flashed with anger: [You old scoundrel! How dare you desecrate the true image of my ancestor, Confucius!!!]

A massive amount of divine power surged into the sky, enveloping the will of the first Confucius and the two divine weapons of the Great Dao, and then unleashed countless divine killing moves!
No matter who you are! This time, I will make you pay the price!

boom!
Confucius's will was immediately shattered: [You unfilial grandson!! I am truly the first Confucius! Are you trying to betray your master and ancestors?]

[Hehehe! Still pretending, huh? Although your appearance is a good imitation, my ancestor, as the progenitor of the Holy Path, possessed an extraordinary demeanor. How could you, a stinking old man with a flat face, possibly compare?]

Today I'm going to tear off your foolish mask and make you regret ever showing your face in front of me!

The will of the first Confucius suddenly hardened.

—The fist has hardened!
A smelly, stinking old man?

I am clearly kind-faced and have an air of refined elegance, okay?!

Don't be fooled by the fact that the first Confucius was a scholar who spent his days reading books. In reality, before he attained the status of a true god, he was an incredibly ruthless person who dared to lead three hundred disciples to spread his teachings among the warring states.

If He hadn't had such a bad temper, lacked tact, and disliked everyone, He wouldn't have chosen to educate the Holy Path, thus destroying the livelihoods of those ancient sects and aristocratic families and spreading the precious knowledge of cultivation throughout the world.

He would never lead an opposition against the Heavenly Court and become the first Great Sage!
Anyway,

Confucius was always Confucius. Whether in life or after death, his temperament never changed. So when he was angered by the seventh generation of Confucius, he did not hesitate to pick up his sage!

[Enough is enough! Education cannot be spread through books alone!]

Confucius grinned maliciously: "Let me show you, my seventh-generation descendant, the treatment your ancestors received!"

boom! ! !
Confucius's will began to retaliate, manipulating his court robes and crown, directly causing the seventh generation of Confucius to flee in terror.

Don't say that.
You know what,
The power of these two magical treasures, as well as the power of this old man, seems quite real.

Is it really an authentic copy?

However, the injuries suffered by these two magical treasures are injuries of the Heavenly Dao, and only the Heavenly Dao can heal them. Confucius is one of the people the Heavenly Dao hates the most, so how could it possibly heal them?
Moreover, the ancestor's will has already joined the side of the Great Calamity, becoming the settler of heaven and earth. Unless the Great Calamity arrives, it is impossible for him to be revived.

With the Heavenly Emperor Shanghao having successfully completed the tribulation, the great calamity has been postponed for several hundred years. How could the Ancestor possibly descend at this time?
Confucius remained steadfast in his belief: "An illusion! I must be under an illusion; this is all a lie."

bump! !

He was struck hard on the face, and immediately winced in pain, losing all his previous otherworldly air.

Damn it, Old Deng! Don't even think about it.

Boom! Boom!
[Hiss! Who are you? Why are you beating me like this?]

Bang bang bang!
[Stop! I told you to stop! I am the heir to the title of Master of the World. If you kill me, the Heavenly Court will not let you off!]

[You brat! You dare mention being the "Teacher of the World"? The world belongs to all people, and knowledge belongs to all people. Did I preach to make you all "Teachers of the World"?]

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
The first Confucius beat him even more severely.

After a while.

The seventh-generation Confucius, his face bruised and swollen, knelt obediently before the will of Confucius like a docile kitten, respectfully boiling water and brewing tea, speaking in a distorted voice:
[Our ancestor has been enlightened!]

[Ancestor, please give me the Magnetic Immortal Fruit!] [Ancestor, would you like me to massage your feet? My foot-massaging skills are superb!]

The first Confucius sage sneered: "Hmph! Now you know I'm your ancestor?"

The seventh-generation Confucius said with a bitter expression: "In this world, besides you, who else could suppress all my authority over the laws of the Holy Path? Therefore, without a doubt, you are the true first-generation Confucius!"

No, not at all!

Who told you to have the bigger fist!
Whether this guy in front of us is a real ancestor or a fake one, now that he has won, what he said is right!
This is the Confucian philosophy of life! It is also the fundamental reason why they were able to continue to flourish after breaking the Heavenly Court's monopoly on knowledge and harming the interests of all the gods.

In short—know your place!
Confucius's will immediately saw through His true thoughts, and thus grew even more displeased: "Enough! Stop putting on this act in front of me, I don't like it!"

In short, whether you believe it or not, you'd better keep this matter to yourself, or I'll come and beat you up every day!

The seventh-generation Confucius was immediately startled and quickly replied, "Yes!"

【Great! I also need you to do something for me.】

Saying,

Confucius then recounted the events of Wuzhuang Temple to the seventh generation of Confucius.

"What?! Wuzhuang Temple has been buying talent all this time over the past thousand years?" The seventh generation Confucius was immediately shocked, but he was a smart man and a servant of the Supreme Emperor.

So after careful consideration, He realized the value of this news to the Supreme Emperor Haotian!
The seventh-generation Confucius finally became serious and couldn't help but question: "Do you have any evidence?"

Confucius casually clapped his hands, and two portraits were drawn in mid-air.

[The one on the left is the Zheng family cultivator selling talent, named Ninth Master Zheng! The one on the right is the cultivator sent by Wuzhuang Temple to buy people; if I remember correctly, his name should be Daoist Qingfeng.]

[Then this is the route for buying and selling talent at Wuzhuang Temple, and most importantly, this is the location of Wuzhuang Temple!]

When the seventh-generation Confucius saw this, he immediately believed most of it.

After all, Wuzhuang Temple is too transcendent and too mysterious. The only thing that can be confirmed at present is that Wuzhuang Temple appeared during the great calamity of the previous two versions of Journey to the West!
Besides, even the Confucius family, who recorded history, failed to produce any definitive records.

Therefore, the location of Wuzhuang Temple itself
—That's the evidence!
If they hadn't actually followed a clandestine talent trading network, there would have been absolutely no way they could have found this place.

The seventh-generation Confucius seemed to have suddenly realized something, and exclaimed in enlightenment: "No wonder I couldn't sense the aura of the two treasures in Hell and the Netherworld. It turns out I was following you to investigate the Wuzhuang Temple?"

Confucius awkwardly covered his mouth: "Ahem... I guess so! This Wuzhuang Temple is really hard to investigate!"

Alas, what a disgrace to my reputation in my later years! I never imagined that I, the sage Confucius, would also learn to lie?

It's all that damn brat Li Wei's fault!
If his secret dealings with the dark web weren't so deadly, why would I, at my age, lie and help him conceal the news?
Fortunately, the kid agreed to go back and talk to me for a day. I hope that in this day, I can change his distorted thinking and bring him back to the right path.

The seventh generation of Confucius believed that Confucius's will was to lament for those children!
As expected of our ancestor!
Yes!

Only a great person like our ancestor would offend the ancestor of earthly immortals for the sake of some mere mortals.

The seventh-generation Confucius finally believed the old man's identity completely, and said with a face full of shame: "It's all my fault for being so busy helping His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of Heaven defend against the Heavenly Court's open and covert attacks all these years, neglecting the governance of the families in the lower realms, which led to the emergence of a scoundrel like Kong San!"

"Don't worry, Ancestor, I will take you to see His Majesty immediately and expose the crimes of the Kong family."

Confucius's will immediately darkened: [And then? I was captured by the Heavenly Emperor and used as experimental material to study the secrets of the Great Calamity Resolvers?]

【This...】

The seventh-generation Confucius said awkwardly, "In your current state, it seems you're not really suited to go to the Heavenly Court."

[Sigh! With your IQ, how did you even become the seventh-generation Confucius?]

He proudly puffed out his chest and said, "Of course, it's because my bloodline is the purest! Many ancestors said I'm the most like you!"

Confucius nearly spat out blood: "Like me my foot! Don't ever tell anyone you look like me again! Get lost!"

[Ancestor, you don't have to go to Heaven, can you come home with me instead?]

【No! Also, remember not to mention my existence to Shang Hao! But the calamity has arrived, even if you did mention it to Him, He probably wouldn't hear it. No one in the Heavenly Court could hear it! Because they have been shielded from the great calamity by the Heavenly Dao.】

If you hadn't ventured deep into the abyss, you would never have seen me this time!

So, seventh-generation descendant! If you don't want to be prematurely eliminated by the great calamity, you'd better keep your mouth shut!

The seventh-generation Confucius shuddered violently, his expression instantly becoming solemn!

Is doom approaching?!
(End of this chapter)