I might be a little strong

Chapter 503 Seeing the Master

Master's sword is the best in the world.

How should I put it, Confucius was a strong man with a height of two meters, which is recorded in history. Then, the master's father was a strong general, the kind of strong general who could carry the city gate.

From the family origin, one can know how strong the master is.

Then, a gentleman has six skills, sword, archery, and chariot, all of which are used in war. In this era of wild horses and wild monsters, Confucius took two students and dared to travel around the world.

Can this be done without any ability?
Debating this kind of thing, sometimes it’s not just about talking. When necessary, when you encounter something that doesn’t make sense, you have to use your fists to make him understand the truth.

Why was Confucius undefeated in debates?
Because, his fist is big enough, and his sword is sharp enough...

Don't you see that the kings of various countries, even if they don't like the theory of Confucius, they must pay for their masters, and dare not treat them poorly?In the final analysis, the master is too strong.

Afraid that the master will draw the sword, and the blood will be splashed for five steps...

Being able to become a recognized wise man in the world, Confucius' military strength is estimated to be top-notch in this era. At least, Xiang Rong and other golden immortals of the demon clan may not be able to defeat Confucius.

Fox lost, Li He rubbed her head.

"I'll try it."

After finishing speaking, Li He went to the gate of the Confucian Mansion, knocked on the door, but the inside ignored him, and he knocked again, not in a hurry, and after doing this three times, the door opened, and the disciples inside paused when they saw Li He , said: "Please wait a moment."

After a while, Yan Hui appeared inside the door, and he gave Li He a long bow.

"Sir, please."

He didn't say anything about Confucius, but he led Li He into the mansion. In one room, a tea reception was set up, and the two sat facing each other before the case.

The fox sat on the side, and asked puzzledly: "Why did they let us in when the young master knocked on the door?"

Li He smiled, didn't answer, just took a sip of tea.

But Yan Hui, who was sitting opposite, replied with a smile: "Yu Li, the girl is a fox demon, and the Confucian mansion is a holy land of Confucianism. Although the master advocates teaching without discrimination, but... if you are not of my race, your heart must be different."

"If the Yaozu want to learn, they must pass the test."

"The first step is patience."

"After all, mountain monsters are naturally natural. To learn this kind of thing, you have to be patient. If you are rejected once, you get angry because of it, or leave in anger, then it means that this monster is not suitable for imparting knowledge."

"So, if a new monster comes to ask for advice, you must first pass the first test."

"As for this young man."

"My lord knocks on the door without haste, only knocks three times each time, and the intervals are the same. If there are no more than three things, if we don't open the door again, it will be rude to you."

"And after opening the door, the son's demeanor is absolutely extraordinary."

"The younger brother went to invite me."

Yan Hui's remarks made the fox not convinced, she hummed and said: "Although the young master is indeed extraordinary, how can you tell that the young master is extraordinary at a glance, but I can't be extraordinary?"

Yan Hui said with a smile: "Master has words, poetry and books are polite and righteous, they can nourish one's spirit."

"Hmph... so what is the second and third test for me?"

"Only the second level."

"What is it?"

"Only believe."

Yan Hui's demeanor is like a gentleman, gentle as jade, always tolerant of the fox's willfulness, and he doesn't take it as disobedience, but finds it full of childlike fun, telling her the stories of some monsters studying in the past.

In just a few words, the fox was fascinated, and there was no longer a trace of dissatisfaction.

Li He was drinking tea lightly...

After a long time, the fox nodded in satisfaction, and then Yan Hui shook hands with Li He again. Li He raised his teacup with a smile and said, "How long will it take for Master to leave the customs?"

Yan Hui nodded slightly, and said, "Master, I retreated half a month ago."

"Maybe, it will take some time to come out. If you are concerned, sir, you might as well stay in the Confucian Mansion first, or we can try to answer the question for you."

"How do you feel, sir?"

Li He nodded and said, "Okay, I came to see Master, and I have two main questions."

"Please say."

"I want to know why I came here and how I can get back."

"...Sir, are you not from Kyushu?"

"I am a descendant of China."

Li He's words made Yan Hui feel distressed, he could feel that Li He was not teasing him, nor was it some philosophical question, but he didn't know where to start with this question.

After thinking about it, Yan Hui bid farewell to Li He first, and then invited all the juniors.

Confucius had 3000 students, but there were only 72 disciples who entered the house. At this time, Confucius had not yet received all the disciples who entered the house. There are about [-] people who are waiting for the master and studying with him in the Confucian residence.

Yan Hui had a discussion with his juniors and asked Li He a lot of information, and Li He answered them one by one.

But in the end, Yan Hui could only bow to Li He, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Hui and I have too little knowledge and can't explain your doubts to you. You can temporarily stay in the West Wing until your master leaves the customs."

Why come here, and how to go back.

This question, even if it involves specific matters, is a very profound question. The disciples don't think that Li He is teasing people, but they are just worried that they can't answer it.

Therefore, we had to wait for the master to leave the customs.

It was night, Li He was drinking warm wine, sitting outside the house, the fox looked at the stars boredly, and complained: "Young master, you only said that you came from nowhere, that you don't belong here, but you want to go back."

"Even if it is Confucius, there is no way to answer it?"

"You really don't know more?"

Li He took a sip of his wine and said, "It's you who can't know more, if it's Master..."

"I don't know either."

Li He stopped suddenly, and then a sentence continued. A strong man sat on the other side of Li He. He was dressed in Confucian clothes, with a refined taste in his beard, and star-like wisdom in his eyes...

Without telling Li He, he poured a glass of wine himself.

Holding the wine glass, the moon and stars are reflected in the wine, he said lightly: "Half a month ago, I saw a king's aura coming from the west, and that aura was like the master of Kyushu."

"Wang Qi disappeared in an instant, replaced by the indifference of heaven and earth."

"Two breaths, both originate from one place."

"This puzzles me. Whether it is the Lord of Kyushu who ended the troubled times, or the sage who commanded the way of heaven, they should not appear in this era. There are no such signs so far."

"But, you showed up..."

"I don't know how to solve your question. Since you know that there are some things we can't listen to, it shows that you actually have an answer in your heart."

"You might as well follow your instincts."

"Maybe, there will be results, or, in fact, someone has already told you how to do it."

"Right? The future Holy King."

(End of this chapter)