Book of Disaster

Thanks to the ancient sage's instruction, Bai Qi felt his mental power surge.

Yes, it’s mental power!

Before this, Bai Qi knew almost nothing about mental power except the vague term "mental power". But when Zixia pointed a finger at him, Bai Qi truly felt the existence of mental power.

It is not some vague noun, but a real existence as solid as substance.

——Because his mental power soared exponentially at this moment.

"Host Bai Qi."

"Spirit level: 17." (Ordinary person 7)

"Spiritual level: 23."

"Spiritual level: 31."

"Spiritual strength level: ..."

In Bai Qi's eyes, the level of spiritual power displayed by the heavenly book was growing wildly.

For some reason, this force was unexpectedly gentle. Although his head felt swollen, Bai Qi did not feel as if his head was exploding. It was just that under the continuous impact of this force, he was almost unable to think and could only passively accept this force.

In the end, this force formed into a complex golden mark containing mysterious power and sank deep into Bai Qi's mind.

"time is limited."

"This ancient sage mark is my reward to you. Maybe it can help you resolve a disaster or save your life in the future."

After doing all this, the ancient sage Zixia smiled slightly, as if he had consumed all his energy, and his golden translucent figure quickly became blurred in everyone's eyes.

"Wait a minute!"

Bai Qi became very anxious when he saw this.

Are you kidding? With such a good opportunity, he still had an important question to ask.

The ancient sage is even older than Zhuzi. Zhuzi doesn’t know the existence of wormholes, but the ancient sage may know. This is his only chance.

On the other side, Zixia seemed to know what Bai Qi wanted to ask, and pointed a finger upwards:

"Haha, when fate arrives, what you want will naturally come true!"

The lingering sound, the huge body of the ancient sage had disappeared with it. Instead, a mighty and powerful beam of light rose into the sky, quickly passed through the Temple of the Sage of Literature, and sank into the long river of majestic energy deep in the sky.

At the same time, in the Holy Temple, in the painting that seemed to be stained with thick ink, a figure emerged clearly, every detail was visible, and it was none other than the ancient sage Zixia who had appeared before.

Bai Qi stood blankly in the stone chamber with a dazed expression.

Damn it, please explain it clearly!

However, Bai Qi was destined not to get an answer.

"Farewell to the Ancient Saint!"

"Farewell to the Ancient Saint!"

"Farewell to the Ancient Saint!"

……

However, in the stone chamber of the Wensheng Temple, no one paid attention to Bai Qi at this time. Seeing the ancient sage disappear, all the great Confucian masters, including Zhu Xi, looked solemn and bowed in greeting.

The coming of the ancient sage is an unprecedented major event in modern Confucianism and Taoism, and it is also a landmark event in the revival of Confucianism and Taoism!

This day is destined to go down in history.

"Congratulations to the host Bai Qi for gaining the recognition of the Ancient Sage, and being awarded 30 points of Manifestation of Sainthood. At the same time, he has made a huge impact on the Confucianism and Taoism of the entire world, and is awarded an additional 20 points of Manifestation of Sainthood."

At this moment, the voice of the Heavenly Book finally rang out.

At some point, Zhu Zi also came over and walked to Bai Qi's side:

"By the way, Bai Qi, your teacher said you have something to ask me."

Bai Qi was immediately delighted when he heard this.

The method of soul and spirit!

This is a matter of life and death, and Bai Qi believes that there is no reason for Zhu Zi to reject him now.

A moment later, Bai Qi successfully got what he wanted, and walked out of the Temple of Literature with a smile on his face.

On the official road outside the Temple of the Sage of Literature, the teacher was looking eagerly ahead. The moment he saw Bai Qi, his eyes lit up and he immediately strode towards him excitedly.

"Good boy, I knew you could pass Zhuzi's test, and you really didn't disappoint me!"

The teacher gave Bai Qi a big hug, his face full of joy and pride that was beyond words.

Although he did not enter the Temple of Literature, he witnessed all the amazing scenes on the official road outside. Just thinking about it made his heart surge.

"…Taking you as my student is truly the wisest decision of my life."

The teacher looked happy and full of emotion.

He was a stern person by nature, but at this moment he was in high spirits, and all the ice on his face melted away.

With a disciple like this, what more could one ask for?

"Thank you, teacher. Everything is thanks to your good teaching."

Bai Qi was also very understanding and bowed.

Just as the two were about to board the carriage and leave the Temple of the Saint of Literature, Xi Yuyu, not far away, heard the sound of horse hooves and a magnificent bronze carriage galloping over.

There were several guards with swords following the carriage, and it was obvious that the person in the carriage was of extraordinary status.

While Bai Qi was wondering, he saw a familiar figure lifting the car curtain and walking out.

He was an old man over 70 years old with a stern face. His silver hair was combed meticulously. He was in good spirits and dressed in court robes. He exuded an air of boundless majesty and power.

"Huh? Why is that old guy here?"

Bai Qi was surprised and recognized the person at a glance.

The old man who suddenly appeared was none other than the Grand Tutor who had attacked him in the Taishi Palace that day.

The old master looked calm and dignified, but his hurried steps revealed his inner anxiety.

"Ok?"

Almost at the same time, the old master also noticed Bai Qi and others coming towards him. A cold light flashed in his eyes and his expression immediately became serious:

"Stop! What are you two doing here?"

The old master started by scolding in a very rude manner, with an air of condescension as if he was lecturing the younger generation.

"Master!"

The teacher bowed quickly, obviously a little panicked.

The old grand tutor was a civil servant, and as long as he was a first-rate civil servant, he would have a close connection with Confucianism and Taoism. In fact, judging from seniority and qualifications alone, the old grand tutor's status was far above that of Bai Qi's teacher.

In the Confucian community, even many great Confucian masters have to be treated as juniors in front of the old Grand Tutor.

However, before the teacher could completely bend down to salute, he was pulled by a slender hand beside him, and then an impolite voice sounded:

"Teacher, we don't need to salute him!"

After hearing these words, the old master's face suddenly changed and he frowned deeply.

"Bai Qi..."

The teacher pulled at Bai Qi's collar, obviously feeling uneasy.

He was not worried about himself, but about Bai Qi.

Confucianism emphasizes respecting teachers. The old Grand Tutor has a high status and position. It would be unwise to anger him, which would be detrimental to Bai Qi's future reputation.

But Bai Qi doesn't care about that.

He has never had a good impression of this great old tutor.

You regard me as a worthless person, and I regard you as an enemy!

If this is the case among the ministers, what can an old Grand Tutor like you do?

"How dare you! You are so disrespectful and lawless!"

The old tutor was furious.

"Humph, I have no respect for my elders, I am lawless, so what? You can come to this Wensheng Temple, why can't we? Is this Wensheng Temple yours? Do you think this is your Grand Master's Mansion?"

"I, Bai Qi, only respect those who are worthy of respect and are respected. As for those who are disrespectful to the elderly like you... I don't have such an elder."

Bai Qi said bluntly.

Feudal ethics?

This is the dregs!