In the Middle Ages, the State of Lu!
"Mom, let's go, we won't be left here, and there's no need for us to suffer here!" A three-year-old child held a woman's hand and persuaded her.
"Uuuu, but the master has just lost his life, we...!" The woman cried.
"Mom, if you stay here, my brother and I will not live long. If we move the tree to death, we will move the people to live. If we move to another place, we will have a good start!" the three-year-old child advised again.
"Yeah!" The woman could only nod her head in tears.
For this three-year-old child to be able to have such logical and clear thinking, the woman did not notice it because she had recently lost her husband.
"Confucius, where are we going?" A child of seven or eight years old was limping on crutches.
"Brother, my father gave my mother a piece of land in Qufu. Although it is relatively remote, you can still live there, but your life is a bit poor and there are not many servants to serve you anymore!" Confucius explained.
"Qufu Queli? Yes, yes, Mengpi, come with us!" the woman advised.
"Thank you for taking me in!" Meng Pi, the crippled boy, immediately expressed his gratitude.
The three of them packed up and saluted, and then a coachman drove the carriage and took the three of them away.
Confucius's father, Shu Liang He, was originally a nobleman of the Song Dynasty. His ancestry can be traced back to an early Song king. He later fled to the Lu State to escape disaster and became an official of the Lu State.
Uncle Lianghe's wife gave birth to nine daughters for him. Uncle Lianghe was extremely dissatisfied, so he gave birth to a son Mengpi from a concubine. Unfortunately, Mengpi was born with foot disease, which made Uncle Lianghe extremely dissatisfied, so he went to the local people. A nobleman named Yan asked to take his daughter as his concubine. That year, Shu Lianghe was sixty-six years old and Yan was twenty. Because of the huge age difference between the two, the marriage was unreasonable. The couple lived in Nishan and were pregnant, so they were called "Yehe"! Born in Confucius.
Unfortunately, when Confucius was three years old, Shu Lianghe died of illness. Not long after his burial, the scene just now occurred.
Confucius, Yan, and Mengpi were kicked out of their homes by their uncle Liang He's wife, and they went to Qufu to live a life of poverty in embarrassment.
Confucius was naturally reincarnated by Wang Xiong using the Wheel of Life.
Because the golden body is used to wrap the soul clone, the appearance at birth is quite imaginary with the golden body.
The golden body and appearance were originally Wang Xiong's, but due to the battle in the moral realm, they were badly damaged, with a dent in his forehead and various damages on his face.
So much so that at this moment, Kong Qiu's appearance was not outstanding, and he was called "born with seven leaks, and the top of his head is the top of the polder"!
However, this is a good thing for Wang Xiong. At least, his appearance has changed at this moment. Even if he meets an acquaintance, he may not be able to recognize himself.
When Confucius was born, he had the memory of Wang Xiong, but Confucius did not practice Buddhism.
This time, Wang Xiong came for a hundred schools of thought and to learn the thoughts of the medieval era, not for practice. Confucius even tried hard to restrain himself from practicing, fearing that the direction of his concentration would be diverted.
Confucius did not do much to make up for his father's death from illness in this life, and as a mortal, he could not do much. He only read a scripture for his father after his death, hoping that he would have a good pregnancy in the next life.
Although the Yan family was kicked out of the family, there were still members of the family, including Confucius's grandfather and uncles, who occasionally helped.
In Qufu, although people are poor, they will not starve to death or be bullied.
In Qufu Palace, after Yan's grief, she also began to work to support her two sons. Although Meng Pi was not her biological son, they were both sons of her husband, and Yan treated them equally.
It's just that Confucius, a three-year-old child, is not old enough to do housework. I often sit alone on the ridge of the fields and watch the people working. I am completely different from the lively and active children of ordinary children.
"Qiu'er, what are you thinking about?" Yan asked curiously.
"Mom, I want to study, I want to learn!" Kong Qiu looked at Yan and said.
"Study? Study? Don't you want to become a disciple of an immortal?" Mrs. Yan looked at Confucius curiously.
"Immortal?" Confucius looked at Yan.
"Yes, that's what you see. There are often people flying around in the sky. They are immortals. Your brother Mengpi is yearning for this! Moreover, in two years, I heard that there is an immortal gate in the west. Come on, we want to recruit more apprentices, do you want to go?" Mrs. Yan looked at Confucius expectantly.
Being valued by immortals? That's one step to heaven. Although Yan felt that there was little hope, she still looked at her son expectantly.
Unfortunately, Confucius shook his head: "I don't want to become an immortal, I just want to study more and learn the principles of heaven and earth and the great ways of the universe!"
Cultivation? Are you kidding me? If Confucius wanted to become an immortal, what kind of immortal school would he have to go to
Mrs. Yan sighed slightly: "Well, cultivating immortals is not that easy. I will help you later and beg my father!"
"Is that okay?" Confucius' eyes lit up.
After all, Confucius was too young, otherwise, Confucius would have gone out to seek knowledge on his own.
"Although you are your father's bastard, you still follow your father and have noble blood. Although you may not be popular, I should be able to show you the book! Mom doesn't know much, so I can teach you first!" Yan said.
"Thank you, mother!" Confucius was immediately overjoyed and finally didn't have to wait until later.
Now that Confucius was Yan's only precious son, Yan naturally paid great attention to his request, and soon borrowed some books from his father. Taught Confucius how to read.
Confucius already knew him, so naturally he 'learned' it not long after.
Mrs. Yan was overjoyed when she saw that Confucius was reading very seriously, could understand the text, and sometimes read it to himself.
He kept borrowing various books for Confucius.
Within two years, Confucius had read all the books in the Yan family.
"A hundred schools of thought contend? Ha, it seems that I traveled too early this time?" Kong Qiu showed a wry smile.
It is true that time traveled too early. The era Confucius lived in can only be said to be the beginning of the establishment of doctrine, and there was no contention among a hundred schools of thought at all.
"Confucius, I succeeded, I succeeded!" Brother Meng Pi immediately came to announce the good news happily.
"Brother? What succeeded?" Confucius asked curiously.
"In the past two years, I have been following the method you told me, rubbing my feet every day, and finally I am no longer lame. Moreover, according to the breathing method you taught me, my health is getting better and better. Today, the Immortal Sect in the west, Send disciples, recruit disciples widely, at the entrance of the village, they accepted me as their disciple, I want to practice immortality, I want to become an immortal!" Meng Pi said excitedly.
"Cultivation to immortality?" Confucius frowned slightly.
"Yes, I also introduced you to a senior brother, his name is Uncle Nangong Jing. I told him that it was you who taught me. He said that he would come to see you after arranging the things at hand. If you are in good health, I also want to take you to cultivate immortality with me!" Meng Pi said excitedly.
Confucius looked at Meng Pi and had a strange expression on his face. He was just too trusting and forgot to tell Meng Pi to keep it a secret
"Brother, I won't go to cultivate immortality!" Confucius shook his head.
"Hahahaha, this is the first time I heard that someone has no interest in practicing immortality, but can teach others how to practice!" A loud laugh came from not far away.
But he saw a burly man, wearing Taoist robes, fluttering like an immortal, descending from the sky.
"Greetings to the Immortal!" Some ordinary villagers around him immediately bowed respectfully.
"Senior brother, you are here. This is my younger brother, Confucius! Confucius, why don't you pay your respects to the Immortal Master soon!" Meng Pi immediately urged him eagerly.
Confucius shook his head and sat on the stone bench without getting up.
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In this world, the only people I can worship are my parents.
When the immortal saw Kong Qiu's calm demeanor, his eyes suddenly lit up with joy. He put his hand to his own eyes, and there was a buzzing sound, and a golden light seemed to emerge from his eyes.
As soon as the golden light turned on, he looked at Kong Qiu and suddenly found that there seemed to be a white light reaching into the sky above Kong Qiu's head.
"Under my qi-watching eyes, this child's wisdom is really...!" Uncle Nangong Jing suddenly showed a look of ecstasy.
"Confucius, why are you still sitting?" Meng Pi suddenly became anxious.
Uncle Nangong Jing was about to step forward in excitement. Suddenly, Uncle Nangong Jing's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.
"Mengpi, don't rush me, I have something to say to your brother!" Uncle Nangong Jing interrupted immediately.
"Ah?" Meng Pi said blankly.
"Stay back first!" Uncle Nangong Jing said.
"Oh, senior brother, don't be surprised if my brother doesn't understand etiquette, he...!" Meng Pi said immediately.
"It's okay, please step back first!" Uncle Nangong Jing said again.
"Okay!" Meng Pi retreated somewhat puzzled.
Only Confucius and Nangong Jingshu were left in front of him.
"I don't know, sir, but is this the reincarnation of a senior who has opened the memory of his previous life?" Uncle Nangong Jing said respectfully.
Kong Qiu looked at Uncle Nangong Jing and smiled slightly: "Why do you see that?"
"I just used my qi-gazing eyes to see that your whole body is filled with auspicious energy. You must have a great talent. Secondly, I also understand Mengpi's situation. I have also seen his foot disease. Extraordinary people cannot Healing, and his method of breathing in and out is quite brilliant, and he actually passed it on to you, so...!" Uncle Nangong Jing said with a slight light in his eyes.
"Sit down, you can treat me as a powerless child, and such courtesy is rare!" Confucius nodded.
Obviously, Confucius admitted that he was the reincarnation of a certain senior.
"Really, really..., senior, I am a third-generation disciple of the 'Jingli Sect'. My name is Nangong Jingshu. I would like to meet you, senior!" Nangong Jingshu said in surprise.
"It just so happens that I have many things that I want to ask you for advice!" Confucius said.
"Senior, please tell me, I will tell you everything you know!" Uncle Nangong Jing said.
"Do you know about Lao Dan's situation?" Confucius asked.
Lao Dan? The moment he heard the name, Uncle Nangong Jing's eyes lit up and his whole body seemed to be trembling.
"I know, I know, Lao Dan, Lao Dan!" Uncle Nangong Jing said excitedly.
"Oh?" Seeing Uncle Nangong Jing's excitement, Kong Qiu showed a hint of curiosity.
"Lao Dan was a great sage from the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty. He was later reincarnated into a family in Ku County, Chen State. Like his predecessors, he was reincarnated into a mortal named 'Li Er'. When he was born, he was filled with purple energy. Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, everyone said that a saint has come to this world. Not long ago, Li Er was taken back to the Zhou Dynasty at the age of thirteen. Li Er is Lao Dan, and Lao Dan is Li Er. Before he was taken back to the Zhou Dynasty, , he has no practice, just like his predecessors, he is doing knowledge, without any practice, not at all, seniors also...!" Uncle Nangong Jing looked at Kongqiu in front of him in surprise.
Although I don't understand why Li Er had no cultivation at all before he was thirteen years old, but now Li Er is famous all over the world, and many cultivation geniuses have been left behind by him. Everything about him in Ku County was also widely spread. It was not that no one wanted to accept Li Er as his disciple, but that many immortal sects came to accept him as a disciple, but they were all rejected by Li Er.
Until now, when Li Er became famous all over the world, countless cultivators realized that Li Er had already broken away from the level of ordinary cultivation. He was not cultivating his own body, but cultivating the avenue of heaven, earth and the universe.
At this moment, how many cultivators are beating their chests and regretting why they didn't accept Li Er as their teacher in the first place. What the hell, what's wrong with not having any cultivation? Nowadays, people follow the law according to their words, and one word can determine everything in the world.
Uncle Nangong Jing naturally knew the news. Because he was far away, he could only say a few words of envy. Now, there is another child who refuses to practice and is reincarnated. Could it be that he is also cultivating the avenue of heaven, earth and the universe
Such great luck has happened to me, Uncle Nangong Jing