Book of Disaster

At this moment, in the stone chamber, Bai Qi finally realized that something was wrong.

After he finished writing the second character "雅", the originally yellowed blank page suddenly turned from white to gold, as if it was made of gold, emitting bursts of light all over, looking dazzling.

——Even a fool can see that this is definitely a treasure.

And, maybe that’s what it really is.

Not only that, Bai Qi felt that the originally thin page in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and seemed to have generated a huge rebound force, making it difficult for anyone who wanted to write on it to start writing.

"Could it be——"

Bai Qi was delighted, this vision showed that his idea was correct. As long as he could put pen to paper successfully, he would most likely be able to obtain the divine point.

Without any hesitation, Bai Qi wrote the last word "Song" on the page despite the powerful rebound force.

Fengyasong!

This is exactly the general outline of the Book of Songs.

Despite all the mental preparation, when Bai Qi put down the final stroke, the vision it triggered was far beyond Bai Qi's or anyone else's imagination.

"Boom!"

From deep within the nine heavens above the Temple of the Saint of Literature, there suddenly came a deafening roar, and the huge cracking sound seemed to split the entire heaven and earth apart.

At the same time, Zhu Zi, who had been paying attention to Bai Qi, was shocked all over and suddenly sensed something. He looked up abruptly towards the deep clouds above the Temple of the Sage of Literature.

"That aura... could it be that he really!"

At this moment, even Zhu Zi, who was calm, couldn't help but show a hint of shock.

And as if in response to his thoughts, above the entire Yuan Dynasty capital, without any warning, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened. The next moment, the dark clouds dispersed, and a hazy light burst out from the depths of the sky.

The light was not a point or a ball, but a long band of light like a river.

At this moment, countless people noticed the strange phenomenon above their heads.

That long band of light like a river was very blurry, as if it was thousands of miles away, and it was hazy. At first, no one could see anything. But the next moment, as this long band of light approached everyone rapidly, it became larger and larger, and the entire Yuan Dynasty capital was illuminated brightly. Countless Confucian and Taoist masters all widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

In the dark, everyone could even hear a faint roar like that of river and sea waves.

"That is... the Long River of Righteousness? How is that possible!"

Everyone was shocked by the scene before them, and no one dared to believe their eyes.

Rumor has it that the long river of Confucianism and Taoism, which disappeared completely in ancient times and hid from the human world, has unexpectedly returned thousands of years later and is overlooking the human world.

Nothing could be more shocking than this.

"A grand event for Confucianism and Taoism, a grand event for Confucianism and Taoism!"

"May the heavens have mercy on me. I never thought that I would be able to see the legendary long river of noble spirit reappear in the world. I will not regret it even after my death!"

In just a moment, countless great scholars and masters burst into tears and some even cried out loudly.

Having spent a lifetime studying the classics of sages, who has not longed for the saints of the past, for Confucius, and the era when Confucius, Confucius, and other saints preached and enlightened people?

More importantly, who has not been obsessed with the long river of noble spirit that is formed by the upright thoughts of billions of scholars in the world?

That is the right way in the world.

It is the moral code of heaven and earth!

It is the great way of human relations.

But all that is past!

People can only guess what it looks like in their imagination and fantasize about it from the few words in the scriptures of the sages.

Humanity has declined.

The noble spirit has long gone.

There has never been a Milky Way three thousand miles long spanning the world!

Everything has become a myth, a legend.

However, who could have imagined that I would be able to see the manifestation of the Great Dao in my lifetime, and that this long river of majestic energy that countless scholars had longed for and dreamed of from generation to generation would be recovered and reappear in the world, appearing before me alive.

This life... is enough!

And the people who felt the existence of the long river of noble energy were far more than just the Confucian scholars in the Yuan Dynasty’s capital.

The long river of noble energy was condensed from the upright thoughts in the hearts of countless scholars over thousands of years, and was closely related to all scholars in the world. When that galaxy-like brilliant light band emerged from the depths of endless time and space, almost all scholars in all the prefectures and counties of the Yuan Dynasty felt the presence of that breath, and they all raised their heads and looked towards the direction of the Yuan Dynasty capital.

One by one, everyone knelt down almost involuntarily.

These scholars, successful candidates, Jinshi (imperial candidates), and great Confucian scholars from all continents and counties felt the response almost at the same time. The literary energy in their bodies vibrated, and in an instant, with the help of the long river of great energy, they actually broke through their original realm, made further progress, and reached a higher level of Confucianism.

I'm afraid even Zhu Zi and Bai Qi could not have expected that the impact of Bai Qi's inscription this time was far beyond their imagination.

Confucianism and Taoism know no national boundaries. Except for the Yuan Dynasty, almost all Confucian scholars in the surrounding countries and even in the entire human world have sensed the arrival of the long river of noble energy.

At this moment, countless figures with powerful aura suddenly stood up from the holy temples, their breathing disordered, looking up at the sky, out of control.

"The Great River of Righteousness has been sealed for thousands of years, and the rumors have long since collapsed... How could it possibly reappear in the human world?"

"Who is it? Who has reached such a terrifying level of cultivation that he can actually summon the vanished long river of Confucian and Taoist righteousness! I must go and meet him in person!"

"A miracle! Is the heyday of Confucianism and Taoism about to come again?"

……

These great masters and scholars with profound cultivation skills had their minds completely disturbed and could not even breathe calmly.

The long river of noble spirit is the legend of Confucianism and Taoism.

These four words alone are enough to make people fascinated.

No one could have imagined that now that Confucianism had declined, its presence could be felt again. Countless great Confucian masters were deeply moved and shed tears at this moment.

For the numerous Confucian and Taoist leaders with profound knowledge and highest attainments, there is much more that makes them tremble:

——In addition to the ancient and majestic river that suddenly descended from the depths of time and space, they also sensed another breath.

An ancient, vast aura seemed to be coming from far away, just like a comet, rapidly falling and descending from the vast river of aura above one's head.

The breath was sacred and vast, carrying with it a sense of compassion for the world and tolerance for all things.

When that breath descended, the vital energy of heaven and earth fluctuated drastically within a radius of thousands of miles centered on the Yuan Dynasty's capital.

……

At this moment, in the stone chamber, Bai Qi sensed that some changes had taken place around him. Although he didn't know what it was specifically, Bai Qi could clearly feel that after he finished writing the three words "Feng Ya Song", the light of the page became brighter and brighter, and the rebound force generated was stronger than before.

boom!

In just a blink of an eye, the golden page of the book seemed to have its own life. It suddenly bounced out and flew directly into the void.

"How is this going?"

Bai Qi was filled with surprise, and the next moment he saw an incredible scene.

The golden pages were suspended more than three meters above the ground. After a flash, boom, a huge force as deep and unfathomable as the mountains and seas suddenly burst out.

Before Bai Qi could react, the four Confucian and Taoist holy monuments that had originally burst out with four streams of spiritual energy suddenly went out, all the light was gone, and even the entire sky and earth of the capital city flashed and fell into a deep darkness.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and there was complete silence between heaven and earth.

It seemed like only a moment, and yet it seemed like countless centuries had passed. The next moment, the sky above the Yuan Dynasty capital was brightly lit, and amidst countless powerful perceptions, a ball of light like a scorching sun suddenly appeared.

In just a moment, the sun-like light fell straight down from the long river of noble energy and hit the Temple of Literature below.

Clang!

At that moment, the entire capital city, with a population of one million, all heard the clear and pleasant sound of bells and chimes.

At the same time, in the depths of time and space, an ancient voice was vast and boundless, echoing in everyone's ears.

"How great, Zixia!"

Under the shocked gazes of countless people, a huge, ancient, golden, translucent figure slowly walked out from the long river of noble energy.

The man was wearing a tall hat and a wide belt, and dressed in simple Confucian clothes. He had an upright figure, a majestic gaze, and infinite wisdom. He held a book in his left hand and his right hand was behind his back. He looked elegant and humble.

On the scroll in his left hand, the words "The Book of Songs" were vaguely written.

It is the original version of The Book of Songs which has been lost for thousands of years.

Boom!

At the same time as this figure appeared, thousands of chapters and countless scriptures automatically emerged from the void. In the capital, all the literary halls, literary halls, and ancient Confucian and Taoist temples vibrated and responded to each other.

All the Confucian and Taoist scriptures burst out with thousands of brilliant lights, corresponding to the sacred figure in the sky.

"Oh my God! Saint! It's the saint who has shown his power!"

Throughout the capital of Youda, from south to north, all the people in the capital were excited, kneeling down devoutly and offering incense.