Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

The sage has passed away, leaving only his robes and hat.

Wang Shu did not believe it.

She sat silently in the courtyard, cleaning the house and cooking as usual, as if waiting for him to come back.

It wasn't until several days later, when Qin Zijun's disciples, led by Zilu and Zimo, arrived in Shoushan County, that Wangshu finally realized what was happening and left the small courtyard.

According to the magistrate of Shoushan County, Ziming, the teacher's last instructions were not to hold a grand funeral for him.

Instead, they buried the teacher's clothes in Shoushan and erected a stone tablet inscribed with: "Tomb of Qin Zijun, husband of Wangshu".

The stone tablet was so simple that it neither described the brilliance of Qin Zijun's life nor the name of the Confucian sage.

In Wang Shu's eyes, this simple sentence was more important than anything else.

This time, the Tianfa Pavilion, the Qingshan Sect, and the Kaiyuan Sect joined forces to attack, and three Taiqing Realm cultivators perished at the hands of the Confucian sage.

The leaders of the Green Mountain Sect and the Kaiyuan Sect died in battle in the imperial city, while the leader of the Heavenly Law Pavilion escaped with serious injuries.

Zilu stroked his long beard and suddenly said, "Zimo, do you remember what our teacher said to us when we were little, when he took us to the prison to see the prisoner?"

Minister of Works Zi Mo said in a deep voice: "If the father is not executed, it is acceptable for the son to avenge him; if the father is executed, the son's revenge is merely the way of pushing the blade, and revenge does not eliminate the harm."

Zilu then asked, "How does our teacher treat us?"

"Like a teacher and a father!"

"How should one avenge the murder of one's father?"

"We are mortal enemies!"

Zilu turned to the group of Confucian cultivators: "Fellow disciples, what do you intend to do?"

The numerous Confucian practitioners all bowed and said, "Please give the order, Senior Brother!"

Anger burned in their eyes.

Wang Shu gently stroked the stone tablet, then suddenly said, "Zilu, Zimo, I'll go with you."

Zilu was greatly alarmed and hurriedly said, "Master's wife, leave this matter of revenge to us disciples."

"If anything were to happen to you, how could we face our teacher in heaven?"

The other disciples all followed suit and offered their advice.

But seeing the cold look in Wang Shu's eyes, Zi Lu and Zi Mo finally lowered their heads: "In that case, we will join our master's wife in avenging our teacher!"

Although the three major sects no longer have Taiqing Realm cultivators, they still have many disciples, mountain-protecting formations, and even other Dao Lord Realm cultivators.

Destroying it won't be that easy.

Wang Shu went to the capital and met Chu Jingshan in the palace.

Although Wang Shu had complained in her heart that Chu Jingshan had once wanted to marry his daughter to Qin Zijun, this was their first meeting.

Chu Jingshan treated Wang Shu with the same courtesy he would show to his master's wife, and treated her with exceptional respect.

He said, "My teacher once told me that before he passed away, he would personally go to the three major sects to ask them to give up their covetousness of the Chu Kingdom. My teacher was even prepared to sign the agreement with his own life."

"The teacher said that if treating them with politeness didn't work, he would then prepare to talk about physics with them at the end."

"I just didn't expect that the three major sects would be the first to covet my master's wife."

Wang Shu said coldly, "He should have had two more years to live. He should have been able to spend another two years with me, but because of those people, he lost two years of his life."

At this moment, Wangshu was aloof, noble, indifferent, and ruthless, as if she had reverted to that ancient deity who was high above, without emotion, and inhuman.

"Chu Jingshan, I have something I need you to do."

"Please give your instructions, Master's wife!"

"I will annihilate the lineages of those three sects, leaving no disciple, not even a chicken or a dog, alive!"

"I am willing to personally lead a large army, together with my master's wife and my master's many disciples, to annihilate the three sects!"

Wang Shu nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.

"Master's wife!"

Chu Jingshan called out to her.

Wang Shu stopped in her tracks.

"My teacher came to see me before returning to his hometown and said some things that were related to his wife."

Wang Shu's cold gaze softened, and her icy words became affectionate. She asked softly, "What did he say?"

"My teacher never asked me for anything in his life, but for his wife's sake, he finally asked me for help."

Chu Jingshan said, "My teacher instructed me to use administrative means to establish the 'Moon Gazing Festival' in the Chu Kingdom as a festival of equal importance to the New Year."

"He also had me work with Zilu and Zimo to link the 'Moon Gazing Festival' with the entire Confucian practice."

In this way, as long as Confucian cultivation continues, the belief in the moon goddess will never cease, and the name of the moon goddess Wangshu will be passed down to future generations along with Confucian cultivation.

Wang Shu was stunned for a long time. Her beautiful and angelic face revealed sadness. She said softly, "How could I care about these things? I just want that bastard... to stay with me for two more years."

She transformed into moonlight and departed.

Chu Jingshan sighed softly.

Having witnessed the beauty of the Moon Goddess, he understood why his teacher had refused his idea of ​​marrying off his daughter.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Ultimately, the teacher could not accompany this moon goddess for her entire life.

Not long after, Chu Jingshan issued an order, and with the support of a group of Confucian cultivators, he personally led the army and mobilized the entire nation to annihilate the three major sects.

That battle was extremely fierce.

In the end, the Chu Kingdom won a great victory, and the three major sects of the Eastern Emperor Realm were wiped out.

Only then did the world realize that among the three Taiqing Realm Saints—Tianfa Zhenren, Qingshan Zhenren, and Xuanyue Zhenren—there was one who had cultivated an unparalleled Dao weapon at the pinnacle of Taiqing.

The three men, working together, were killed by the Confucian sage, shocking the world.

The name of the Confucian scholar eventually spread throughout the world.

Those who cultivate this path will not achieve immortality or longevity, but they will gain magical powers and supernatural abilities.

Countless scholars and literati without any talent for cultivation rushed to become Confucian disciples and worship Qin Sheng. From then on, the Confucian method of cultivation spread widely throughout the world!

After this battle, the Chu Kingdom reached its peak of power, and Chu Jingshan broke through the limitations of his own talent and became a Dao Lord. From then on, the Chu Kingdom became the number one power in the Eastern Emperor Realm.

In the 554th year of the Jingyuan era, in the Minister's residence, Zilu was on his deathbed.

He is now 88 years old, which is considered long-lived among ordinary people.

Many of his fellow disciples, and even his children, predeceased him.

Today, Zilu has five generations under one roof, and his descendants kneel on the ground and weep softly.

Suddenly, the moonlight flashed.

A woman, dressed in a long dress woven with moonlight, with a slender and alluring figure, and a cool and beautiful appearance, appeared before the hospital bed.

Zilu reluctantly raised his hand, signaling his descendants to leave.

He struggled to open his cloudy eyes and smiled at Wang Shu, saying, "Master's wife, please forgive me for not being able to bow to you."

Wang Shu shook her head and simply stood by his bedside, seeing her disciple off on his final journey.

"Master's wife, what I worry about most is the academy."

"After I leave, please bear with me, Master's wife."

Wang Shu said softly, "That is the legacy he left behind; I will take care of it."

The "Moon Gazing Festival" has now become a festival of equal importance to the New Year in the State of Chu.

In the eyes of Confucian disciples, this festival is even more important than the New Year.

This festival falls on the same day as the saint's birthday.

The love story between the sage and the moon goddess has long been circulating among the people.

It is likely that this love story will become a legend thousands of years from now.

With the support of this immense faith, Wang Shu finally returned to her peak and once again entered the Taiqing Realm.

Sometimes she wondered if she had returned to her peak earlier, would she have been able to help him and let him live a couple more years?

But that's just a hypothetical situation.

Even the Taiqing Realm does not have the power to reverse time.

"Master's wife, this is a Confucian disciple; could you please look after him?"

"Confucian disciples all follow the etiquette of their teacher, and you are the unchanging faith of Confucian disciples. Even after ten thousand years or a hundred thousand years, this faith will not change."

"A Confucian disciple deserves this."

Deceiving one's master and ancestors is a major taboo in Confucian cultivation. Even if you cultivate to the Taiqing Realm using Confucian methods, you will immediately lose all your supernatural powers if you deceive your master and ancestors.

The Confucian practice of self-cultivation is based on Qin Zijun's set of "rites".

Naturally, the moon goddess, already revered by Confucian disciples as the wife of a sage, will still be worshipped by Confucian disciples even after millions of years.

"But you don't need to worry about the State of Chu. If the future ruler of Chu becomes incompetent, you can just watch it perish."

Zilu uttered such rebellious words.

He knew that his teacher's wife was sometimes too naive, and he was afraid that she would take too much care of the Chu Kingdom because of her teacher.

No dynasty lasts forever, at least not so far.

Zilu knew that the State of Chu would inevitably be destroyed in the future, and he did not want his master's wife to get involved in this cause and effect at that time.

As a disciple, I must remind myself of these things to be worthy of my teacher's guidance.

Wang Shu said helplessly, "Why are you just like your teacher? Do you think I'm too stupid? I know all this without you having to tell me."

Zilu grinned and said, "Of all the things you've said in your life, this is the one I love to hear the most."

"You said I'm a lot like my teacher, hehe, that's the greatest compliment I could ever receive in my life."

He spent his whole life chasing after his teacher's shadow.

The old man, who had long since lost all his teeth, opened his mouth, smiled happily, and slowly closed his eyes.

Wang Shu glanced at him one last time before turning and leaving.

She returned to her small courtyard in Shoushan County, where she cleaned, did laundry, and cooked.

The steaming hot food was brought to the study and gently placed on the table, as if afraid of disturbing someone's reading.

Wang Shu silently picked up the book that was lying face down on the bedside table.

That was the last book he read before he passed away.

It was just an ordinary copy of the Book of Songs, but a jade slip was tucked inside.

The jade slip contained his final message to her.

"Although the ancient gods possessed divine abilities, it is ultimately inappropriate to rely on external forces for cultivation, as it could lead to hidden dangers."

"I obtained this cultivation method by chance, and its profound and unfathomable nature is beyond comprehension."

"I hope you will study cultivation diligently from now on, and combine it with the methods of the ancient gods. Perhaps you will be able to gain incredible abilities."

Wang Shu had been by his side since he was thirteen years old. How could she not remember when the young master had obtained this cultivation method?

He was reading this book one last time so that he could leave the jade slip inside for her.

Wang Shu grasped the jade slip and immersed her mind in it.

It did indeed contain records of a profound and unfathomable supreme esoteric method, its name being—

"My View on One Dharma!"