Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 269: The Scholars’ Hearts
Lu Zheng sped all the way and soon arrived at a large mountain and climbed to the top of a mountain.

He found a clean spot to sit down, then told Qing Wan, "Please keep an eye on the surroundings for me and don't let anyone disturb me."

Qing Wan nodded hurriedly and said, "Don't worry, if anyone messes up, I'll take care of him!"

As she spoke, Qing Wan patted the storage bag hanging on her body.

Then she jumped onto a rock and looked around warily.

Lu Zheng took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, mobilized his own righteous energy, and began to cultivate his literary mind.

Where the literary mind is, is where the original heart is.

Use your own literary energy to cleanse your heart and condense a literary mind from the outside in.

At the beginning, there was only a shell full of mysterious power.

For a scholar with a high level of attainment, his entire heart will be transformed into a literary heart. His heart is indestructible and contains special power depending on the person.

Some scholars will even gather their literary spirit into their literary mind before their life ends, and preserve their literary mind to pass it on to future generations.

It is said that the literary mind of the literati in the holy realm is a colorful and exquisite heart.

However, there is no record in history about the inheritance of the saints' humanistic mind. Such a big secret is not known to everyone.

If you want to forge a literary mind, you must stick to one idea, which can be said to be an obsession that you pursue.

After two lifetimes as a human being, Lu Zheng has become much more indifferent to others.

He does not seek fame, wealth or power. Those things are readily available and there is nothing to pursue.

As for immortality, even saints cannot achieve immortality, so why seek it?

Since we have come to this world, we should follow the example of saints and be a person who is free from vulgar interests. Live a wonderful life and die brilliantly, so that our life will not be in vain.

He thought back to the past, thought back to the people who had bid him farewell, and understood the meaning of his life.

"It's nothing more than a thought to save the world..."

Lu Zheng whispered softly and spoke slowly.

As soon as the words came out, it was like thunder shaking the heaven and earth.

But in a blink of an eye, the wind and clouds changed, a gentle breeze came, spiritual energy surged, and a ray of rosy light came from the sky.

The palace in the sea of consciousness shook, and strange visions of heaven and earth emerged.

The righteous energy washed over Lu Zheng's body like a tide, his chest was shining, and his heart was beating rapidly, the sound like thunder.

Lu Zheng was sitting there cross-legged, his whole body radiating brilliance.

From a distance, Lu Zheng became the brightest focus in this world.

"what……"

Qingwan was standing not far away and was affected.

She felt a mysterious aura all around her, but she was not repelled, so she did not move and stood guard dutifully.

After a moment, the light and aura around Lu Zheng converged.

After a few more hours, Lu Zheng's heart rate slowed down.

Looking inward, the whole heart is full of pure energy and blood, emitting a brilliant luster, becoming quite extraordinary.

He did not simply gather a heart of righteousness, but forged a heart to save the world.

Such a literary mind cannot be condensed casually.

Without the pure belief in saving the world, it is impossible to forge a literary mind.

Moreover, after concentrating this heart, if one cannot act according to the heart of saving the world and allows the literary mind to be tarnished, then the realm may even regress instead of improve.

Even if some scholars have the idea of governing the world and saving the people, few of them have the courage to directly try to forge such a literary heart.

Not only did Lu Zheng do this, he also quickly forged a literary mind, which shows the firmness of his original belief.

In just a moment, Lu Zheng felt that he had become a completely different person.

He inexplicably felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, as if he had been reborn.

Feeling his own heartbeat, all kinds of thoughts emerged in Lu Zheng's mind.

Somehow, he knew vaguely what path he should take in the future.

Lu Zheng raised his hand and touched his chest, his heart beating strongly.

Qing Wan saw Lu Zheng's actions and asked curiously, "Did you succeed?"

Lu Zheng nodded slightly, "Well, I should say it or not, it's quite fast..."

Lu Zheng had never thought that he could forge a literary mind so quickly with just his belief.

He thought it would take him several days and nights.

Lu Zheng couldn't help but look up at the sky, realizing that a ray of light had just fallen from the sky.

He murmured, "Those who are righteous will have many supporters, and those who help others will be helped by God..."

Lu Zheng had a thought, his soul left his body, and a shadow floated in front of him.

He looked around, and everything seemed to become clearer. He could even keenly sense the movement of small insects deep underground.

Qing Wan glared at Lu Zheng, "Hey? Is this your soul?"

"Yeah..." Lu Zheng said softly.

The soul is very fragile. Even if one reaches the fourth level, few people can allow their soul to leave the body for a long time.

However, Lu Zheng did not feel uncomfortable. Even under the sunlight, he even felt warm.

Qing Wan came closer with a curious look on her face, stretched out her tiny finger and poked Lu Zheng, "Hmm? It feels like cotton!"

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "Soul cultivation, from the virtual to the real, reaches perfection and completely merges with the body, allowing one to shed their mortal form... Most cultivators do this. Others, either due to inherent deficiencies or insufficient resources, choose to cultivate only the body or soul. For example, warriors, ghosts, and the like, can achieve similar results if they reach the pinnacle of cultivation."

Lu Zheng briefly talked to Qing Wan about some matters related to cultivation.

Qing Wan couldn't help but ask: "What about me!"

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "You? Just practice slowly. You are still young and can learn anything that suits you." After that, Lu Zheng's soul returned to his body. He then raised his hand and drew a line, and a portal appeared.

"Let's go and take a look inside the Wen Palace." Lu Zheng said.

After entering the fourth realm, Lu Zheng quickly mastered the method of connecting Wen Palace with the outside world.

Qing Wan had always been brought directly into the Wen Palace by Lu Zheng before, so when she saw this door appear, she immediately became curious.

Two people, one big and one small, pushed open the door and entered the sea of consciousness in an instant.

Lu Zheng looked at the Wen Palace Hall and found that the appearance of the hall had not changed much.

Looking at the courtyard again, the whole courtyard is full of vitality and spiritual energy. The ordinary plants originally planted there are all imbued with spiritual energy, and it has become a Feng Shui treasure land suitable for spiritual practice.

There was water in the small well in the yard, but I didn't know where the water came from.

Qing Wan asked excitedly, "Can we live here in the future?"

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "Yes, it can save a lot of rent."

Lu Zheng took a tour and then went to the main hall.

In the hall, the strange phenomena of heaven and earth became more real.

Lu Zheng waved his hand, and a small sun flew in front of him, emitting a scorching light.

He casually summoned a full moon, a bright moon the size of a fist, like a stone ball, heavy, but exuding an extraordinary aura.

Lu Zheng turned to look at the palm-sized mountain, weighed it in his hand, and found it to be extremely heavy.

If it wasn't his own vision, he felt like he couldn't pick it up.

As soon as Lu Zheng had a thought, the mountain instantly grew larger. If it weren't for the restrictions of the Wen Palace Hall, he could have broken out of the hall directly.

Looking at the stone mountain in front of him, Lu Zheng was amazed and couldn't help but wonder: "If I throw this thing, it can kill a being with a hundred years of cultivation, right?"

In the past, the mountain visions were just phantoms, and they all possessed a heavy suppressive force.

Now that it has become a physical entity, in addition to the suppressive force it contains, the physical entity weighs over a million pounds, which is not something that everyone can withstand.

Lu Zheng returned the strange phenomenon to its original place, and glanced at the two light balls in the hall that were emitting a strong and righteous aura.

In a flash, two balls of light penetrated into Lu Zheng's body.

They are Zhang Suiyang's teeth and Yan Changshan's tongue.

Lu Zheng smacked his lips and soon discovered that his teeth and tongue had become unusual.

"The Master said..."

As soon as the two words were spoken, a sharp and righteous spirit came out, carrying with it a powerful pressure.

Just these two words are enough to make even a demon that has reached the third realm unable to confront it head-on.

"The forest is dark and the grass is startled by the wind. The general draws his bow at night..."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and a burly soldier in armor emerged, standing with a bow in hand, with an extremely domineering aura.

Lu Zheng blinked. Now it was good. Just opening his mouth could have such an effect. From now on, he could even call someone a dead demon or ghost.

Of course, such talent is not unique to him. All scholars and literati have such abilities, but the strength varies.

If some great scholars recite the words of sages with all their heart, they can even induce a trace of the holy power.

Lu Zheng didn't try it, he still knew his own limitations.

Even if I could recite the power of a saint, I might not be able to withstand it myself.

After strolling around the hall, Lu Zheng checked his own specific situation.

Lu Zheng: Confucian scholar

[Realm: Confucianism and Taoism Fourth Level (Jinshi)]

[Literary Aura: 11025/100000]

[Taoism: Great Righteousness, Five Thunders Righteousness...]

[Literary Instruments: Taishi Bamboo Slips, Dong Hu Brush, Zhang Liang's Awl, Su Wu's Fragment, Suqin]

Lu Zheng touched his chin and said, "It seems that there is no special change."

But overall, he has become much stronger and needs time to adapt to his current state.

Lu Zheng left Wen Palace and went to find Qing Wan, and saw Qing Wan meditating in the vegetable garden.

When Qing Wan saw Lu Zheng coming, she opened her eyes and said, "I feel like I'm about to break through! Break through to the third level!"

"Well, so soon?"

Lu Zheng was slightly surprised. He usually seldom paid attention to Qing Wan's progress in cultivation. He didn't expect that this little fellow would also have a big breakthrough.

Qing Wan chuckled and said, "I also absorbed some special spiritual energy just now, plus the rain from that saint earlier..."

Lu Zheng thought about it and felt that Qing Wan had indeed benefited a lot from being by his side. It would be strange if she hadn't made a breakthrough.

Lu Zheng asked: "Do you need anything?"

"Well, no need. There is plenty of spiritual energy here. I haven't digested all the energy I absorbed yet..." Qing Wan said.

Lu Zheng nodded and said, "Okay, I won't disturb you. I'm going out now."

After saying that, Lu Zheng drew a circle and went directly outside.

This time, he appeared in a different place.

Entering the sea of consciousness space before was equivalent to creating an overlapping area between the sea of consciousness space and the real world.

Lu Zheng can come out from any place in the sea of consciousness and compare it with the corresponding position in the original world.

Lu Zheng looked down at the air beneath his feet, and with a flick of his mind, he flew into the air with ease.

"A little bit of awe-inspiring energy, a thousand miles of joyful wind."

Lu Zheng spoke slowly, and suddenly his body became lighter and his speed increased, moving with the birds in the sky.

(End of this chapter)