Within the territory of Lu State, the awe-inspiring righteousness shrouded the entire earth like a heavenly chain, which naturally attracted the attention of the world in an instant!
At this moment, Confucius, who was three hundred thousand miles away from the Great Dao Sea, completely made countless kings in the world regret that they had not used Confucius's Dao theory.
Is this comparable to ordinary avenues? Confucius alone could seal the country with great power. This was more terrifying than thousands of troops!
The new King of Lu learned immediately that Confucius had returned from traveling around the world, and brought the heads of the Sanhuan family to pay homage, hoping to invite Confucius to come out.
However, at this moment, Qi Guan Chixin was in mourning, and Confucius could not see anyone.
"Over there! The black unicorn is over there!"
"Don't let him get away this time!"
"Follow me to beat him back to his original shape, hit hard with the avenue, purify!"
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The sound of Confucian disciples running around could be heard in the distance. However, the black unicorn was also extremely cunning and managed to escape almost every time.
Led by Ziyu and other princes of the Golden Crow, they watched helplessly as the black unicorn was beaten like a puff of smoke, and finally got into the earth and fled.
"Brother, why are you pulling me? It's him who killed the master's wife. I want revenge! Don't pull me!" said the Golden Crow Crown Prince Lao Jiu with red eyes.
"That's enough! Wait for him to recover for a few days before he returns to his original shape!" Ziyu said in a deep voice.
"Why?" Lao Jiu said still unwillingly.
Ziyu looked coldly at the place where the black unicorn disappeared.
"The entire country of Lu is locked by the teacher's avenue. Black Qilin wants to escape? Dreaming! But the teacher said that he must repay his grievances directly!" Ziyu said coldly.
"Revenge directly? Isn't it revenge? He asked his wife to die, so we will let him die!" Lao Jiu's eyes were red.
"No, retaliate directly. He made the teacher suffer, so we will make him suffer even more, a hundred times the pain. Let him not be able to live or die. Let him cultivate his vitality again and again, and beat him back to his original shape again and again. He is not Cruel? We are more cruel than him! Isn't he violent? We are more violent than him! Use violence to fight violence, use ruthlessness to kill ruthlessness! Let him taste all the pain and regret provoking us!" Ziyu said with a ferocious expression on his face! .
"Okay, let him regret it, use violence to fight violence, kill the cruel with cruelty, and retaliate with directness!" Lao Jiu's eyes were red.
"He can't escape our sight at all within the scope of the teacher's avenue. Inform all the brothers to keep an eye on me. When he hides somewhere and recovers a little bit of energy, we will disperse them all! One person at a time "We, the seventy-two disciples of Confucianism, will take turns to punish him once to vent our hatred!" Ziyu said in a hateful voice.
"Okay!" All the brothers around responded.
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Qi Guanchi was finally buried.
Hosted by Confucius himself.
Confucius felt very sad and resentful, but he did not go crazy. Confucius understood that although Qi Guanchi died, Chichi's soul must have traveled back through the wheel of life.
He is already very old, so he probably doesn't have much time left in this life, and he will be able to see Chi Chi again soon.
What makes Confucius sad is that after thirty-seven years of separation, he still hasn't been able to see Chichi for the last time. Chichi's hardships in these thirty-seven years made Confucius very ashamed.
Confucius traveled around the world for thirty-seven years for the sake of the great road and for the common people in the world, but Chi Chi waited for these thirty-seven years only for himself.
On the day Chi Chi was buried, Confucius drank a lot of wine in front of Chi Chi's tombstone.
The first time, Confucius got drunk.
The students understood that the teacher was numbing the pain at the moment, so that Confucius could be helped to sleep. The students even rushed to find the black unicorn to avenge their grievances.
The students had followed Confucius for many years, and they were surrounded by awe-inspiring righteousness. Naturally, they were no longer afraid of the extremely weak black unicorn. If they had not retaliated directly, the black unicorn would have been caught long ago, or purified on the spot by the awe-inspiring righteousness.
All the students wanted to avenge their master Qi Guanchi, especially the Golden Crow Princes, including the fourth, eighth and ninth sons, who were looking for her day and night.
Black Qilin now has no way of escaping from the territory of Lu.
King Lu and the head of the Sanhuan family knew that Confucius had not seen him, so they naturally sent an order to search for the black unicorn throughout the country and pursue the whereabouts of the black unicorn.
For a time, the territory of Lu State was very lively.
After a period of sadness, Confucius finally straightened out his emotions.
After all, as a teacher, one cannot all be blinded by hatred.
In the next year, Confucius sorted out the various documents collected over the years and organized his knowledge. At the same time, he also continued to teach some students.
Especially my son, Kong Li!
"Li'er, are you not young this year?" Confucius looked at Kong Li.
Kong Li is forty-nine, but he still has no great achievements. He has great righteousness behind him, but he has not accumulated much. At this moment, Confucius is old and Kong Li's hair is also a little gray.
"Yes!" Kong Li saluted Confucius.
Decades away from home made Kong Li feel strange to Confucius, but after years of correspondence, Kong Li still respected his father very much.
"I remember that when you were a child, you liked practicing very much. Where has your cultivation gone now?" Confucius looked at Kong Li curiously.
"The child is incompetent and has disappointed his father. The day the child left Qufu Queli, the child never practiced cultivation again! I thought...!" Kong Li showed a bitter look.
At that time, Kong Li also had a great will and vowed not to let his father down. He studied hard and chose the high road instead of the small road. I hope to make some achievements in Confucianism and Taoism.
Unfortunately, maybe the foundation was not laid well at the beginning, or maybe Kong Li was a bit dull in this regard. After all, for decades, without Confucius' teachings, only under the guidance of a few senior brothers, there was not much achievement.
Kong Li has worked very hard, but it seems that he is not the material at all.
Confucius looked at Kong Li, and a sigh flashed in his eyes: "You are not incompetent, you are the pride of your father. After decades of studying, you have not achieved enough results. I am afraid that even a father will not be able to persevere, but, You have such great perseverance!”
Kong Li looked at his father's sincere words, his eyes slightly moist.
Perhaps in this world, only my father and mother can understand my hard work over the years.
"Do you still want to practice the physical body? I'll let Ziyu and the others teach you?" Confucius looked at Kong Li.
Kong Li shook his head: "No, if the great road is not achieved, I will never give up the good and pursue the weak!"
"But...!" Confucius showed a worried look.
"Isn't it the same for dad? During this time, my senior brothers have asked me to persuade dad every day to persuade him to cultivate and at least live a long life, but dad has never agreed!" Kong Li looked at Confucius in confusion.
Confucius shook his head: "I'm different from you. Your mother and I don't care about death, because after we die, our souls will go to another place, which is different from your death. If my wish hadn't been fulfilled, I would have died." Years ago, I followed your mother!"
"Going to another place?" Kong Li asked in surprise.
"It's not reincarnation. Don't worry. If your mother and I die here, we can be resurrected in another place!" Confucius consoled us.
"Really?" Kong Li suddenly said in surprise.
Confucius nodded.
After the death of Qi Guanchi, he returned to Ye Hechichi, and after the death of Confucius, he returned to Wang Xiong.
For Confucius, separation through life and death is indeed nothing in this life, but he can't let it go after all.
Only after Kong Li confirmed it again and again did he know it was true.
"Dad, mother is resurrected in another world? Now?" Kong Li looked at Confucius with red eyes.
Confucius nodded: "Yes!"
"Father, will he also go back to another world to see mother?" Kong Li looked at Confucius and asked eagerly.
"That's right! As soon as your wish here is fulfilled, I will go to see your mother, so you don't need to imitate me! Li'er, without me and your mother, you should be a good student and take care of yourself!" Confucius said gently.
Kong Li's face changed for a while. Finally, Kong Li looked at Confucius and said, "Dad, can you? My child will go to another world with you. I miss you and my mother!"
"Li'er, what nonsense are you talking about? You are already forty-nine this year. After a long time, your wife is pregnant. How can you say such things at this time?" Confucius immediately scolded.
"Perhaps Dad doesn't know that the child and your daughter-in-law got married under the auspices of Mom. However, Mom doesn't know that my wife and I have conflicting personalities. Over the years, we haven't had any feelings. I feel that I have delayed her. Oh! If nothing happened to my mother, I would have been waiting for my father to come back, ask my parents to take charge, and let her go free! I...!" Kong Li said with a bitter smile.
"What are you doing!" Confucius suddenly looked at Kong Li in surprise.
"My child also wants to fulfill her wish! I don't want to delay her for too long. I am already nearly fifty, but she is still young. Dad, please fulfill her wish!" Kong Li stood up and bowed.
"But, but she is pregnant, how can you...!" Confucius looked at Kong Li in confusion.
"Dad, letting her go free is the best explanation for her!" Kong Li said with a bitter smile.
Confucius looked at this son and didn't know what to say for a moment. Although Kong Li was the least qualified among the four sons, his perseverance was not comparable to that of Ji Niannian, Wang Peng, and Long Ji. Even his state of mind was the most commendable. of.
"Okay, I promise you when your child is born!" Confucius sighed.
"Dad, then I can go to that world with you, and can I be my father and mother's child again?" Kong Li looked at Confucius with a look of anticipation on his face.
Confucius looked at Kong Li. Even though he was old, he still had that kind of sincerity. Confucius was deeply moved.
"Okay, I promise you as a father, you will always be my son and Chi Chi's son!" Confucius nodded.
"Thank you, dad!" Kong Li's eyes became moist.
Although this matter was somewhat difficult for Confucius, mastering the Book of Life and Death could still be accomplished with advance preparation.
"A few days ago, some female fairies came to ask for advice. I asked the fairies to check with my wife to confirm that it was a boy in her belly! Dad, I will name my son Kong Ji, okay?" Kong Li Look at Confucius.
"You are the father of the child. What do you choose, naturally?" Confucius nodded.
"Dad, although the kid has done nothing in this life, there is one thing about the kid that can compare to dad!" Kong Li suddenly laughed.
"Oh?" Confucius looked at Kong Li.
"My son will definitely defeat your son!" Kong Li said with a tremor in his voice.
Confucius then raised his head to look at Kong Li, and realized that this son, under his strong appearance, hid a lonely and stubborn heart that refused to admit defeat. This lonely stubbornness has made Kong Li very tired these years.
"Li'er, you have suffered so much these years!" Confucius said.
"No, the child has no achievements in this life. In the next life, the child will live up to his ambitions. In fact, the child has not achieved nothing in these years!" Kong Li looked at Confucius.
"My father has also noticed that there is too little righteousness in your body, and you work so hard! Moreover, every time my father gives you a questionnaire, you answer it well!" Confucius looked at Kong Li.
"Yes, in the tenth year after his father left home, the boy discovered the mistakes he had made. Learning Confucianism and Taoism was getting twice the result with half the effort. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't compare with my senior brothers. So, I worked hard to lock up my knowledge in In my mind, in fact, the child is not the only one with this kind of righteousness, but the child has locked it all up. The child's thoughts are all locked here!" Kong Li pointed at his head.
"Lock it up?" Confucius frowned.
"Yes, originally, I wanted to wait for my father to come back and click on it to give him a surprise. But there is no need for it now. The child gave this thought to Kong Ji as his root of wisdom. The child enlightened and got twice the result with half the effort. I If you want Kong Ji to realize the Tao, you will get twice the result with half the effort!" Kong Li said.
"But...!" Confucius frowned.
"Father, can you please let me be willful for a while?" Kong Li looked at Confucius and begged.
"Okay!" Confucius nodded solemnly.
In the spring of another year, Confucius's grandson, Kong Ji, was born. In this year, Confucius was sixty-nine years old.
When Kong Ji was born, Kong Li hugged Kong Ji and took a look at him affectionately. He put his head on Kong Ji's little head, which had not yet opened his eyes. A stream of white light poured from Kong Li's head into Kong Ji's head. .
When Kong Ji opened his eyes, all the Confucius students gathered around him with expressions of surprise.
"There seems to be wisdom in Kong Ji's eyes. How is that possible? Kong Ji was just born!"
"Is Kong Ji also the reincarnation of a saint?"
"The teacher's grandson is really extraordinary. When he was born, he was surrounded by awe-inspiring righteousness?"
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When a group of Confucius students were surrounding Xiao Kong Ji, Kong Li walked up to Confucius on the other side.
"Father, I will call you father in the next life!" Kong Li showed his last smile and closed his eyes completely.
Confucius held Kong Li's hand, his eyes slightly moist.
This year, Kong Ji was born.
This year, Kong Li passed away.
This year, Kong Li's wife, with Confucius' permission, remarried someone else.
This year, Confucius was sixty-nine years old.
This year, the State of Lu continued to hunt down the fleeing black unicorn.