In the State of Lu, in the mansion of Da Sikong.
Uncle Nangong Jing returned from Confucius' residence. He did not return to the Salute Gate and went directly to the residence of Sikong, the great master of the state of Lu.
Uncle Nangong Jing is a third-generation disciple of the Jingli Sect, and also a descendant of a great nobleman of the Lu State. His father was the Great Sikong of the Lu State, and the Great Sikong had a very high official position, similar to Wang Xiong's Minister of Industry in the Eastern Qin Dynasty. King Lu is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
At this moment, Uncle Nangong Jing looked at his father Meng Xizi.
"Uncle Jing, how about you at the Salute Gate?" Meng Xizi looked at Uncle Nangong Jing.
"Father, don't worry. My child is doing well at the Salute Gate. I came here this time because I have something important to report to my father!" Uncle Nangong Jing said.
"oh?"
"Dad, do you know Uncle Liang He?" Uncle Nangong Jing said solemnly.
"Of course I remember that a man from the Song Dynasty fled to our Lu country and settled down. He also died two years ago. What happened?" Meng Xizi asked doubtfully.
"Broken residence? Oh, Dad, you must have made a mistake this time. His lineage is going to fly into the sky!" Uncle Nangong Jing said solemnly.
"Oh? Flying to the sky? Are his descendants valued by which immortal sect? My son, how many times have I told you that although the immortal sect's magic is wonderful, this world is still the world of the Great Zhou and the world of the human race! Although we have experienced a disaster, our energy is still in the human race! No matter which immortal sect it is, it doesn’t matter! If you are practicing in the Salute Sect, it would be best if you can use the Salute Sect for your own use. If you can’t, come back as soon as possible to help your father. ! In our country of Lu, the three major families are getting stronger and stronger day by day. Maybe one day, we can replace the king of Lu at any time...!" Meng Xizi beat.
Uncle Nangong Jing shook his head: "No, dad used to mention Li Er to his children every day. I wonder if dad still remembers it?"
"Li Er from Ku County?" Meng Xizi's pupils suddenly shrank.
Uncle Nangong Jing nodded.
"Of course I remember that Li Er participated in the Supreme Avenue, and now he was invited back by the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty to suppress the great Zhou Dynasty. He was an incredible figure!" Meng Xizi recalled.
"Now, someone has appeared in our country of Lu!" Uncle Nangong Jing said.
"What?" Meng Xizi's expression changed and he said in surprise.
His expression flickered for a while, Meng Xizi stared at Uncle Nangong Jing and said, "Are you the descendant of Uncle Liang He?"
Uncle Nangong Jing nodded: "Second son, Confucius!"
"Are you sure?" Meng Xizi still couldn't believe it.
In today's world, there is a great sage named Li Er, who is already famous all over the world. Now, another one has come? Li Er didn't get the opportunity, right in front of him...!
"Yes, I just had a conversation with him and deliberately chose the difficulties in practice. Confucius could help me resolve them in an instant. There is no mistake. Moreover, he refused to practice. If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet his brother, I haven't thought of it yet...!" Uncle Nangong Jing told the story of his encounter with Confucius.
As he listened, Meng Xizi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Great sage? He is indeed a great sage! In the past, King Wen of Zhou got the great sage Jiang Ziya to take over the Shang Dynasty of Zhou Dynasty. Later, there was Li Er, who suppressed Qi for the great Zhou Dynasty. Now, he is really...!" Meng Xizi said in surprise.
"Other than the child, no one else knows, including his brother Meng Pi!" Uncle Nangong Jing said.
Meng Xizi paced back and forth, planning something in his mind.
"What do you want from Confucius?" Meng Xizi asked.
"He is just like Li Er. He doesn't care about anything else and only concentrates on learning. He asked me to help him find various books. He has already read all the books written by the head of his mother's family, the Yan family!" Nangong Jingshu said.
"The Yan family? I remembered that although that little nobleman did not have a high status in the Lu country, he had a lot of books in his family. He has read them all in just two years? The Yan family is really lucky. , My son, do what Confucius asked for as soon as possible!" Meng Xizi said.
"Yes! I will inform all uncles right now and ask them to fetch the books from all ethnic groups...!" Uncle Nangong Jing said immediately.
"No!" Meng Xizi narrowed his eyes.
"What's wrong, Dad?"
"Only you know about this matter, so it's up to you to do it. Find books for Confucius. This favor is given by you alone. Such high-quality resources are not good if they are spread too thin. If you give it away by yourself, in the future, Confucius will definitely think of you!" Meng Xizi said solemnly.
"Ah?" Uncle Nangong Jing said in shock.
Uncle Nangong Jing came here just for the collection of books at home. Unexpectedly, his father wanted to keep this huge favor for himself.
"I will do my best to help you collect books, not only from my family, but also from your sect, and find them all for Confucius! I will even do everything possible to find books from the four sects, and you must let Confucius know , where did your books come from? Let him see your efforts and hard work!" Meng Xizi said solemnly.
"Don't worry, Dad! The child knows!" Uncle Nangong Jing said respectfully.
"Also, that Meng Pi is Confucius' brother after all. Although Confucius participated in the Great Road of Heaven and Earth and had no time to help him practice, he is still his brother. From now on, you will do your best to help him!" Meng Xizi said solemnly.
"Yes!" Uncle Nangong Jing responded.
"Your news is really timely. I, the Meng family and the Ji family, are preparing for a new round of land encirclement, and the Qufu Queli where Confucius lived is among them. Not bad, not bad!" Meng Xizi said with lingering fear.
"Enclosure?" Uncle Nangong Jing said in surprise.
"Don't worry, since we know that Confucius was very familiar with Lao Dan in his previous life, and his tone of voice was equal, the value of Confucius that time cannot be overestimated. I just hope that the Ji family will not bear any grudge against Confucius!" Meng Xizi took a deep breath. Tao.
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After Confucius had a conversation with Nangong Jingshu, Nangong Jingshu respected him and Confucius recognized him and asked him to help find books. Give timely guidance on your practice.
At this point, Uncle Nangong Jing continued to send various books to the land of Confucius.
Confucius also gave occasional advice to Nangong Jingshu. With Confucius' ability, he could guide a person's practice. Isn't it easy for him to do so? What's more, Uncle Nangong Jing's cultivation level is just a human being.
Meng Pi also entered the salute gate. Under the care of Nangong Jingshu, he was able to pass through the salute gate without any obstruction.
Confucius read more seriously every day. Confucius also asked about his mother. As much as he could, Confucius also hoped that she would live forever.
It is a pity that his mother, Yan, never forgot Confucius' father, uncle Liang He, and had no intention of entering the Jinglimen to practice immortality. Confucius could only sigh slightly.
A year of reading also allowed Confucius to gradually distinguish what he wanted to use.
"Jingli Sect? Your sect's classics are so unique!" Kong Qiu looked at Nangong Jingshu and said.
"I salute the sect and respect the word 'li', which was passed down from an ancestor of the Zhou royal family, Ji Dan!" Nangong Jingshu said.
"Ji Dan?" Confucius' expression changed.
"Yes, senior, do you know?" Uncle Nangong Jing asked curiously.
"I have an impression that he was one of Ji Fa's younger brothers. At that time, he was still inconspicuous. Ji Chang's sons were all overshadowed by Ji Fa. I didn't expect him...!" Confucius recalled.
In the past, Jiang Ziya assisted King Wu to defeat Zhou. King Wu was Ji Fa. Because he was the last to rule the world, no one remembered his brothers and sisters.
But now Uncle Nangong Jing opened his mouth wide after hearing this.
What did Senior Confucius say? He said he had seen Ji Dan in his previous life
"Keep talking!" Confucius said calmly.
"Yes, Ji Dan's ancestor received the inheritance from a foreign race and knew the 'Li' of the universe, so he specialized in 'Li' and named what he learned 'Zhou Li'. He said that Zhou Li is the Dao of Heaven and Earth and the Dao of the Universe. Later, it was spread that I, the founder of the Salute Sect, was one of his anonymous disciples. Although I am not destined to always be with you, I still salute as high as the sky!" Nangong Jingshu said respectfully.
"Zhou Rites? Indeed, although the contents of Zhou Rites in your sect are very small, I did discover the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and the great avenue of the universe!" Confucius nodded.
"Really? However, for many generations of masters in our sect, we have never understood what this ritual means. Gradually, we no longer take it seriously, and our cultivation has gradually deviated from it!" Nangong Jingshu recalled.
Confucius shook his head: "Not everyone can understand Zhou Li, but it is indeed the path of the great road. I have also seen your practice skills, and they are completely neglecting the basics! You don't recognize the good things. But go and learn from those messy things!”
Uncle Nangong Jing had a wry smile on his face, because the "messy" exercises that Confucius said were regarded as treasures by the sect, while the "Zhou Rites" were now abandoned like dirty shoes. Not only my own sect, but many sects are like this now.
"Thank you for sending me books during this time, which helped me find the direction of my research!" Confucius stood up and bowed slightly.
"No, no, senior, this is nothing to me!" Uncle Nangong Jing said politely.
Confucius smiled slightly: "For those skills that you care about, I can give you some stronger ones or more, it doesn't matter. Please help me collect all the books on Zhou rites from all over the world!"
"Yes, senior, don't worry, I will do my best, Zhou Li, this world has been ruined, no one cares! It's easy to collect them all!" Uncle Nangong Jing suddenly said excitedly.
"Um!"
"It's just senior, is this Zhou Li really powerful?" Uncle Nangong Jing asked curiously.
Confucius nodded: "Zhou Li established the order of the universe, distinguished the turbidity and purity of yin and yang, established the superiority and inferiority of superiors and inferiors, and encompassed everything from heaven and earth to country and sect, but it was one supreme way. I, these I have been looking for a direction for my study and study in the past year, and now I have decided to respect the Zhou rites and promote all studies simultaneously!"
"Yes, although I still can't understand it, I will try my best!" Uncle Nangong Jing said respectfully.
Confucius nodded.
Uncle Nangong Jing also retreated from Confucius' residence.
After leaving the small courtyard of Confucius, Nangong Jingshu clenched his fists and looked excited, because he had received a promise from Confucius that if he found books about Zhou rites, Confucius would teach him his powerful skills.
In the world today, how many sects are fighting for a powerful technique.
Just when Uncle Nangong Jing was excitedly going to run his errands, he suddenly glanced curiously again.
Nangong Jingshu's unique skill was to look at the small courtyard where Confucius was.
At one glance, Uncle Nangong Jing's expression suddenly changed.
You know, a year ago, there was just a white light rising into the sky above Confucius' head. If the white light at that time was a small stream, now, what Uncle Nangong Jing saw was a big river.
A big white river reaches the sky and the earth. In the big river, there are thousands of waves and turbulent waves. It seems that there is a peerless body roaring out from the white light like this big river.
Just one glance at him made Uncle Nangong Jing feel in awe, as if he wanted to worship him.
"This, this, how is this possible? Why is this scene so huge?" Uncle Nangong Jing exclaimed.
Confucius didn't practice, but what does this huge scene mean? Does it mean that Confucius has become stronger, and what is powerful is not his cultivation, but his thoughts
"Could it be that the exercises I am pursuing are really buying a casket for a pearl? The real good things are not those exercises, but those useless books?" Nangong Jingshu said blankly.
Suddenly, Uncle Nangong Jing was shocked.
"No, I can see the huge scene above Confucius' head. It will definitely attract other practitioners who know how to watch Qi. By then, there will definitely be more and more people around Confucius. What else can I do? Courtesy? We must be quick. Before others realize the importance of Confucius, find him more books, Zhou Rites, Zhou Rites? Confucius admired Zhou Rites, so I will mobilize all my strength and find them for him at all costs. Books from Zhou Li!" Uncle Nangong Jing said eagerly.
And just as Uncle Nangong Jing had guessed, some nearby sects and some powerful people who knew how to observe qi suddenly discovered that there was a long white river in the Lu Kingdom, which stretched to the sky and the earth, and was extremely vast.
"A saint has come to this world?" A group of strong men stood up and looked in the direction of Confucius.