Book of Disaster

"Ancient...it's the Ancient Saint. Bai Qi actually made the Ancient Saint descend!"

Inside the stone chamber, there was a cry of surprise, and the great and old Confucian scholars became excited, their faces flushed red, and they lost their composure.

At this moment, everyone was astounded by Bai Qi's beauty.

Shocked!

excitement!

Although it was hard to believe, the figure that suddenly appeared was undoubtedly an ancient saint.

Apart from the ancient saints, who else could have such a great momentum and cause such a huge shock.

His aura was so strong, and the literary energy in his body was like a mountain or an ocean, endless. Even Zhu Zi was eclipsed by him, like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

——Apart from the ancient Confucian and Taoist saints who are said to have disappeared, who else could have such power?

No one had expected that a few poems written by Bai Qi would actually attract an ancient sage to descend from the avenue and show his divine power!

……

And at this moment, in the palace.

The Emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty was reviewing memorials in the Taicheng Hall when he suddenly felt the terrifying aura between heaven and earth. The emperor of the mortal world was trembling all over and didn't even notice that the red pen in his hand broke with a snap.

His gaze penetrated through the layers of space and at a glance he saw the ancient saint in the sky and the crystal clear river of noble energy.

"How is this possible? This is... the arrival of the Ancient Saint!"

As the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, he ruled the whole world and rarely showed his emotions. But at this moment, he was shocked.

Clang!

At the same time, in the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

With a crisp sound, the soup spilled and a delicate steaming dish cup shattered on the ground.

"The Saint... the Ancient Saint has arrived!"

"That direction is the Wensheng Temple. The youngest son of the Bai family happened to enter the Wensheng Temple to meet Zhu Zi today... Is this a coincidence?!"

At this moment, the old Grand Tutor suddenly sat up from his armchair, his expression changing constantly.

He has never liked the Bai family, and he dislikes the child of the Bai family even more.

There was a reason for the uprising in Taishi Hall.

He wanted to tell himself that this was just a coincidence, but deep in his heart, there was always another voice telling him otherwise.

"Put on airs. I'm going to the Temple of Literature."

The old master could no longer sit still.

Not to mention what was happening in the Imperial Palace and the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

"Buzz!"

At first, the ancient saint was still in the long river of majestic energy above the capital, but the next moment, he took a step forward, penetrated through the layers of space, and appeared in the stone chamber of the Wensheng Temple.

His body size also quickly changed from the size of a mountain to the size of an ordinary person.

However, the literary energy and saintly aura in his body did not diminish in the slightest, but became even stronger.

"Meet the Ancient Saint!"

Zhu Zi took a deep breath and spoke first.

Although he was shocked, he was a sage in ancient times after all. His knowledge, cultivation, and vision were far beyond the reach of ordinary people. He came to his senses in a short while.

And with his knowledge, he has already seen the origin of the person in front of him!

The Ten Sages of Confucius.

Gu Zi, Zixia!

This is a true saint, the last disciple of Confucius, who once traveled to various countries with Confucius to educate the world.

Zhu Zi never thought that he would be able to meet this legendary figure in his lifetime.

Although both are saints and are honored as "Zi", when compared with this true disciple of Confucius, Zhu Xi is obviously completely incomparable.

Zhu Zi had not expected that Bai Qi could actually do such an incredible thing - to complete the holy stele of Confucianism and Taoism, resonate with the great way, and trigger the descent of the ancient saint.

In the Confucian and Taoist traditions, the advent of ancient saints is a mythical event. Since ancient times, in the long time and thousands of years of history, there are very few recorded events that led to the advent of ancient saints.

The only example is from the late ancient times, when Confucianism and Taoism were not as decadent as they are now.

The one who triggered the vision of the ancient sage’s arrival was not an ordinary person, but an absolute Confucian and Taoist sage, whose status was no less than Zhu Xi’s.

You know, the ancient sages are the symbols of the pinnacle of Confucianism and Taoism. How easy is it to gain their recognition?

Zhu Zi also knew that the Zixia in front of him was not the real Zixia.

The real Zixia had disappeared long ago, and what appeared before everyone's eyes was a trace of spiritual consciousness and soul imprint that Zixia left in the long river of noble energy.

It represents the purest, most valued and most believed "Tao" in his life, and also represents the thoughts and doctrines he adhered to throughout his life.

Rather than saying it is "Zixia", it is better to say it is Zixia's "thought" and Zixia's "Tao".

It is conceivable how difficult it is to gain his approval.

This is something that even Zhu Zi was not sure he could do.

But Bai Qi did it!!

Thinking of this, Zhu Zi couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.

This child has created too many impossibilities and too many miracles!

Perhaps, he really is the key to the prosperity of Confucianism and Taoism.

The things that I have pursued all my life but have not been able to achieve may be realized in him.

"You don't have to be so polite, Junior Brother."

The ancient sage Zixia smiled slightly and nodded slightly to Zhu Zi in return.

Although he was a sage from ancient times, he did not put on airs at all. Although Zhu Xi was only a sage from modern times, they were both disciples. From this point of view, the two were equal and there was no difference in their status.

After greeting Zhu Zi, the majestic silhouette of the saint in mid-air quickly walked in front of Bai Qi.

As he moved, everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Qi.

At this moment, Bai Qi became the focus of everyone's attention.

There was envy, jealousy, and deep admiration in everyone's eyes.

The arrival of the ancient sage is an unprecedented event in the entire Confucian and Taoist tradition.

And there is no doubt that Bai Qi is the initiator of all this and the biggest contributor!

No matter what the ancient sage rewarded him, it was what he deserved.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

However, Bai Qi was completely stunned at this time.

As the initiator, he was shocked by his own masterpiece.

"No way, is this true? According to the legend, Zixia should have been dead for a thousand years. How come he can still talk to people as if he is still alive?"

"Ten Thousand Daos Appearing, this vision is too terrifying, isn't it? Can a person's mental strength really reach such a terrifying level?"

Bai Qi felt emotional.

"Good! Every sip and every bite is destined!"

At this moment, Zixia spoke, with deep admiration in his eyes.

"If you help me revive Confucianism, I will give you a gift."

The ancient sage Zixia smiled, but with just one glance, Bai Qi felt as if he had seen through him from the inside out.

Gift?

what gift?

Finally, Bai Qi remembered something.

However, before he could open his mouth, or give him time to react, the next moment, the ancient sage Zixia stretched out a crystal clear and delicate finger composed of countless rays of light and gently touched Bai Qi's brow.

At that moment, Bai Qi's whole body stiffened, as if time stood still and everything in front of him changed.

boom!

Just like fireworks exploding, thousands of chapters and sentences, countless poems and ancient books all merged into Bai Qi's eyebrows with Zixia's finger. Bai Qi couldn't even dodge.

This is the ancient saint’s thanks and also his gift!