Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 367: New Poetry Revealed, Heaven and Earth Moved

The further Yun Fuyao looked, the more amazed he felt.

Many of the poems in the book have been passed down through the ages, and some can even be used as war poems, containing powerful fighting power.

Every word of these poems exudes pure righteousness.

Perhaps it was because Lu Zheng's Confucian and Taoist cultivation was not enough, so some of his poems could not become literary treasures and could only be written one word at a time, and some words were even written with the blood of literati.

After reading to the end, Yun Fuyao slowly closed the new poem to calm down the impact of these poems on herself.

Yun Fuyao looked at Lu Zheng and asked, "Where did you find so many poems?"

Lu Zheng smiled slightly and said, "There are many ancestors in the world who have dedicated their lives to the people."

Yun Fuyao asked, "Do you want to spread this collection of poems?"

Lu Zheng nodded and said, "I think a common people's epic like this should be passed down forever."

Yun Fuyao couldn't help but say, "This book can indeed become a classic, but I'm afraid it will be listed as a banned book."

This kind of poetry and prose that criticizes current social ills, denounces and even targets those in power is not what the powerful people of the nine countries want to see.

I'm afraid even Confucian scholars would not recognize such classic poems.

"I know." Lu Zheng said slowly, "But at least we need to let some people know about it, to give them a little shock first."

First? Yun Fuyao's mind moved slightly. It seemed that Lu Zheng had already planned a lot. Moreover, this new poem was obviously not written in Yunmeng Sect. It was prepared before coming here.

Yun Fuyao couldn't help but ask, "So, what's the deal you're talking about?"

Lu Zheng said sincerely, "My realm is still far from being able to make this book a classic... Your sect is very capable and must have a way to make up for the lack of literary spirit in this book."

Lu Zheng's purpose in coming to Yunmeng Sect was to turn this "New Poetry" into a complete classic.

If we continue to cultivate his literary spirit, it will take an indefinite time for him to create a classic.

Lu Zheng felt that the time was too long, so he wanted to seek help from outside forces. A top-level immortal sect like the Yunmeng Sect, which was also an out-of-this-world immortal cultivation force, was obviously a good choice.

During this period of time, he stayed in Wanjing Building to read books, but he was not reading all the time.

He and Qing Wan were both quietly paying attention to the situation of Yunmeng Sect to determine whether Yunmeng Sect was a suitable target for trade.

Lu Zheng said slowly, "The Sect Master has read this book and clearly sees its potential. I hope your sect will help make it a classic, while also concealing the secrets to prevent others from prying into its source."

"It is said that the birth of a classic will be accompanied by phenomena of heaven and earth, and will bring blessings and fortune. When the time comes, the grace of heaven will come, and your clan can take it all as a reward."

"If that's not enough, I'll find a way to repay your clan later."

Lu Zheng looked serious. The only thing he could trade now was the benefits brought by the birth of the classic.

Yun Fuyao said softly, "It seems you have had this plan for a long time."

Lu Zheng said truthfully, "I had this idea before I came to your sect. After coming here, I read more books, and my thinking has become clearer."

Lu Zheng still searched in the classics of Wanjing Tower for a way to complete the classics, but unfortunately his cultivation was not enough and he could not carry out such a method himself.

Yun Fuyao smiled and said, "Then why do you think I would make this deal with you?"

Lu Zhengdao said, "Nine nations are at odds, yet your sect has allowed them to coexist peacefully here, and has even gained benefits from them. I believe that with your sect leader's wisdom, he will obviously not refuse this."

Lu Zheng paused, then added, "Besides, this should be what your clan hopes to see. After all, the publication of this book will surely cause some excitement, and then it will be easier for your clan to draw on the luck of the nine nations for cultivation."

Yun Fuyao said, "The Qi cultivators of our Yunmeng Sect would not steal the Qi of other countries to cultivate."

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "The national fortune they have been losing can't be considered stolen."

If a country does not expand outward and is not in a state of development and prosperity, its national fortune will inevitably be in a state of slow decline.

The publication of a classic will certainly cause some shock to the nine countries, and the Yunmeng Sect can use this opportunity to gain some of the luck of the nine countries.

Yun Fuyao didn't expect that Lu Zheng actually took the nine countries into account.

She pondered for a moment and said slowly, "I need to think about it. You guys sit here for a while."

After saying that, Yun Fuyao stood up and entered the Fuyao Pavilion in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Lu Zheng put away the new poem and waited quietly while drinking tea.

Qing Wan next to her twisted her body and whispered, "Will she agree?"

"I don't know." Lu Zheng shook his head slightly.

Yun Fuyao is a highly skilled Taoist, and he cannot guess what the other party is thinking.

If the Yunmeng Sect is unwilling to make this deal, Lu Zheng can only choose other methods.

Lu Zheng looked up at the sky and found that this place was very close to the sky. He could even vaguely feel some power of heaven and earth flowing around him.

The sun hangs in the sky, its light soft and not dazzling.

Lu Zheng blinked his eyes and thought to himself that this place should still be within the sect's world. Even the sun in the sky lacked its masculine and masculine aura.

……

"Qian, Yuanheng Lizhen..."

Yun Fuyao looked at the hexagram in front of him and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In order to predict whether the matter would be good or bad, she specially cast a divination, but the result was beyond her expectations, it was the first hexagram Qian.

A moment later, Yun Fuyao slowly walked out of Fuyao Pavilion.

When Lu Zheng and Qing Wan saw Yun Fuyao returning, they couldn't help but look over.

Yun Fuyao smiled and said, "I have agreed to this matter. I hope you will not let me down in the future."

"Thank you, senior!"

Lu Zheng and the other man were delighted to hear this and quickly stood up to express their gratitude.

Yun Fu waved his hand and said, "You guys rest here first. I'll make some preparations. It will take at least half a day, and at most a day."

The new poem Lu Zheng had produced was anything but ordinary. To complete it and turn it into a classic, he would need to put in a lot of thought, effort, and preparation. "Okay," Lu Zheng nodded repeatedly.

Yun Fuyao left quickly and no one knew where he went.

Lu Zheng and Qing Wan sat down again and waited quietly.

For some reason, both of them felt that time was passing too slowly, and they took out their books to study.

It seemed as if the days passed by slowly, and it was not until evening that Yun Fuyao came back.

"follow me."

Yun Fuyao didn't waste any words. She waved her hand lightly, and spiritual power enveloped Lu Zheng and the other man.

The space fluctuated and the three people disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had reached the top of another mountain.

Lu Zheng looked around and saw a platform with complicated rune marks engraved on the ground.

Some of the traces look quite ancient, and it is unknown how many years they have gone through. There are faint fluctuations of Taoist aura.

Yun Fuyao said, "This is the highest mountain in our sect, Zhaixing Peak. Many of our sect's predecessors have achieved enlightenment and breakthroughs here... This is the place closest to the sky."

"I will set up a large formation here and open some barriers to draw the power of heaven and earth to supplement the classics. I will also conceal the secrets of heaven to prevent outsiders from noticing..."

"Don't worry, no one will find out that the classic was unearthed in Yunmeng Sect, and no one will know that it was written by you."

"However, the world's most prestigious institutions of learning, Confucian temples, and Confucian and Taoist sages will sense the emergence of new poetry, and they will then be aware of these poems."

Lu Zheng nodded slightly upon hearing this, "That's all right. I'll have to trouble you, Sect Master."

As he spoke, Lu Zheng took out the book "New Poetry" again.

Yun Fuyao waved his hand slightly and placed "New Poetry" in the center of the platform.

Immediately afterwards, formation plates and spiritual objects flew out of thin air and were arranged in various places on the platform.

Soon, several large formations took shape.

Yun Fuyao lightly pinched the magic formula with her jade fingers, and the barrier between heaven and earth above her cracked.

It was still the same sky, but Lu Zheng could clearly feel the breath of the outside world.

The next moment, a tremendous amount of spiritual energy surged and rushed straight into the sky.

Yun Fuyao pointed another finger at "New Poetry".

The books that were originally placed on the ground flew up and suddenly became shining.

As a writer of poetry and books, Lu Zheng also clearly felt the changes.

The book was flipped through quickly, and each word in it shone brightly.

Poems flew out of the book, shining brightly.

These poems all contain extraordinary aura, each one different from the other.

Li Shen once lamented that "there is no idle land in the world, yet farmers still starve to death."

There is Zhang Yanghao's lament that "when the country prospers, the people suffer; when the country perishes, the people suffer."

There is also Du Fu's hope: "I wish I had thousands of spacious houses to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy."

He has the ambition of Huang Chao: "If I become the Jade Emperor in the future, I will let the peach blossoms bloom together."

There are teachers who have the heroic spirit of "only by sacrificing great ambitions can we change the sun and the moon into a new world".

……

Poems after poems, packed with great power, rushed towards the sky, resonating with heaven and earth.

In the sky, the wind and clouds changed, and thunderclouds rolled in.

An extremely powerful pressure from heaven and earth gathered, almost making it difficult for people to breathe.

Suddenly, there were lightning and thunder, and the wind and rain raged. The surrounding world became depressing, like the end of the world.

But soon, a beam of light came from higher up and pierced through the clouds in an instant.

The clouds parted to reveal the sky, the dark clouds dispersed, and colorful rays of light poured down.

I saw dragon and phoenix shadows flying above the nine heavens.

The sounds of dragon roars and phoenix cries were heard, resounding throughout heaven and earth.

Another huge Qilin appeared out of thin air, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, and then turned into a colorful stream of light, falling from the sky and sinking into "New Poetry".

In the sky, spiritual energy and Taoist rhyme flowed, and figures condensed.

Although those figures are blurry, they all contain the purest breath. They are the manifestations of the authors of those poems and are formed with the ideas in the poems.

Tall and majestic figures stood between heaven and earth, as if supporting the whole world.

Lu Zheng looked up at the sky, his heart could no longer remain calm.

Even though he couldn't see these figures clearly, he could still feel a sense of affinity and recognition for him.

After a few breaths, these figures also came from the sky, merged into the book, and became part of the classics.

In an instant, "New Poetry" shone brightly as day.

A breath as vast as the ocean was released, then converged in an instant.

When "New Poetry" is closed, the two big characters on the cover shine brightly, the Taoist rhyme flows, and it exudes sacred meaning.

The book is completed, and a classic that has reached the level of saintliness has been published!

(End of this chapter)