Chapter 341: A Gentleman’s Sword! (2)

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Of course, the Confucianism of the Central Continent was the only one with such benefits.

The Confucian Dao was bestowed by the heavens.

But the downside was obvious.

The Central Continent’s Confucianism only nurtured elites.

Ninety-nine percent of the great cultivators of Confucianism who suppressed the world were from the Imperial City Academy under Minister Wen.

For someone like Dongfang Shu, even if he had cultivated to the Confucian Master Realm, he could only teach in the wilderness because of disagreements. He was not able to nurture a talented disciple for 30 years.

The millions of Confucianist cultivators in the Central Continent studied diligently, but they could do nothing about opportunities that slipped from them.

“Central Continent’s Confucianism, hehe.” Resplendent starlight flashed in Han Muye’s eyes. With a long laugh, the world shook!

At this moment, the wind and clouds within a radius of 5,000 miles changed!

A vigorous power that belonged to a Confucian Grandmaster surged into the sky!

“There are thousands of Confucian Daoism in the Central Continent who studied strenuously till they were old and destitute but couldn’t become officials. In the end, they were just a pile of dirt.”

“If Confucianism can’t add power to oneself, what’s the use of cultivation?”

The deafening voice sounded again and reverberated for thousands of miles.

On White Deer Mountain, more than 100,000 miles away, Dongfang Shu, who was sitting and discussing with a few green-robed scholars, trembled and stood up.

“Mr. Dongfang, what’s wrong?” A few green-robed scholars stood up and asked.

As soon as the four sentences on the White Deer Mountain were spoken, Confucian cultivators from a thousand miles away arrived.

Dongfang Shu had comprehended the principles of Confucianism and was promoted to a Grandmaster. If he was willing, he could immediately enter the Imperial City and become an official.

However, Dongfang Shuyan was in charge of the White Deer Mountain Academy. He carried out the academy’s aspirations as the head and threw open the school door. He taught without discrimination.

A grandmaster was willing to build an academy in White Deer Mountain. This was a great thing for the Confucianists in the surrounding areas.

However, no one could understand why a grandmaster of Confucianism like Dongfang Shu was only willing to take charge of the academy, but the Mountain Elder was someone else.

Who was this Mountain Elder?

Some people guessed that it was the Great Confucian who had left four lines of wisdom and signed off as Han Muye.

However, where was this Great Scholar Han Muye now?

“The power of a grandmaster of Confucianism draws the power of heaven and earth. This…” Looking at the changing clouds in the sky, Dongfang Shu’s eyes shone brightly. “It must be Mountain Elder!”

Mountain Elder!

The head of the White Deer Mountain Academy!

“Everyone, protect this old man. I want my soul to leave my body to assist in the battle,” Dongfang Shu shouted in a low voice. He raised his hand and waved. Four paintings landed around him, protecting his body.

Then he held a green ink brush in his hand. His body paused. On his head, a condensed soul with a white robe and a jade crown appeared.

A Confucian Grandmaster could travel thousands of miles in an instant.

On White Deer Mountain, a ball of green spiritual light flew out and carried Dongfang Shu away.

“There are actually two grandmasters on White Deer Mountain?” An old man in a green robe asked in a low voice after Dongfang Shu’s soul flew away.

Grandmaster. There were no Grandmasters outside the Imperial City. Cultivators of Confucianism in the world could only go to the Imperial City to seek knowledge after cultivating to a certain level.

Today, the two grandmasters of White Deer Mountain had gathered. In the future, White Deer Mountain would definitely become the number one holy land outside the Central Continent Imperial City!

“I, Wu Le’an, am willing to enter the White Deer Mountain Academy. I’m even willing to be the most ordinary instructor.” On the other side, someone had already cried out in a low voice.

“Instructor? I, Cao Cheng, know that my knowledge is low. I don’t dare to expect an instructor role. I just want to be a cleaner.”

“Brother Cao, I’ll go with you. The front and back are covered.”

The discussions on White Deer Mountain were fervent. Dongfang Shu, whose soul had left his body, traveled thousands of miles in an instant. In just a moment, he saw the Great Spirit soaring into the sky in front of him.

It was indeed Han Muye!

In the distance, figures flew over from the direction of Jinchuan City.

Two shadows hovered in the air.

One wore a green robe and a black armor.

“Mr. Dongfang.”

The two of them cupped their hands slightly when they saw Dongfang Shu.

“Su Zizhan, congratulations on reaching the Grandmaster Realm.” The figure in the green robe and big sleeves was none other than the Shuxi County Governor, Su Zizhan.

As the governor of Shuxi County, Su Zizhan had caused such a big scene when he advanced to Grandmaster. Of course, he knew about it immediately.

He had thought that Dongfang Shu would go into seclusion to consolidate his cultivation. He did not expect him to come here.

Dongfang Shu cupped his hands in return.

He was a Grandmaster. In terms of cultivation, he was half a step higher than Su Zizhan.

However, he did not have the authority of heaven and earth. In terms of combat strength, he was far inferior to Su Zizhan, who controlled the authority of heaven and earth in Shuxi County.

“Mr. Dongfang, I wonder when we will set off for the Imperial City. I will hold a banquet on the Jinchuan River to send you off,” the old man in black armor looked at Dongfang Shu and said loudly.

He Jing.

He was the commander of the Mystic Sun Guards in Shuxi County.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Shu shook his head and said, “I’ll be studying at White Deer Mountain. I won’t go to the Imperial City.”

Not going to the Imperial City?

Su Zizhan and He Jing looked at each other.

A Grandmaster was going to lecture on White Deer Mountain?

This was a good thing for Shuxi County.

“Mr. Dongfang, do you know the Grandmaster who attacked today?”

Su Zizhan looked at Dongfang Shu and spoke softly.

It was strange that two Confucian Grandmasters would appear in Shuxi, a border county thousands of miles away from Imperial City.

Such a grand occasion was rare even in the large counties in the hinterland of the Central Continent.

Dongfang Shu’s gaze fell on the rising Great Spirit in the distance as he said indifferently, “The person who attacked is the head of the White Deer Mountain Academy, Mr. Han Mu.”

The head of the White Deer Mountain Academy?

Two Grandmasters gathered at White Deer Mountain?

Before Su Zizhan could speak, Dongfang Shu moved and shouted, “Mr. Han Muye, Dongfang Shu is here to help.”

The Confucian Grandmaster had left his soul. With a single shout, the mountains and rivers shook.

In front of him, the sword lights that were originally connected stopped and began to advance again.