Refresh later, no repetition of fees~~~

Ning Chen continued to stimulate Kong Jijiu, and by the way, he used his little arrogance to find out whether the practice was useful to him or not.

Kong Jijiu glanced at Ning Chen with a sideways: "You are so talented. But with my observation, you are less than one level, so you can't shake the rich dead energy."

OK, Ning Chen understood that he could lie flat without practicing.

After a change of the topic, Kong Jijiu said again: "But practice is not completely beneficial to you."

"What's the benefit?" Ning Chen evoked a glimmer of hope again.

"It can make you die peacefully when you are devoured by the dead aura, and you will not die too desolate."

Ning Chen:...

Ning Chen knew that he should not have too much expectations for Confucius Jijiu.

The Tudou Kong said that the wine was in full swing, which awakened Ning Chen.

Now Ning Chen looks at the dragon spirit and tiger fierceness because he is still young.

But as long as you live, your age will increase day by day.

It’s okay when I was young, but when I was old and my qi and blood were exhausted.

Will the death aura suddenly burst out and devour itself?

Or maybe because of your weak foundation, you are sick and injured, will your death qi suddenly explode?

Even if it doesn't break out suddenly, I will be lying in bed for one or two months or injured for one or two months.

If you cannot trigger an incident, wouldn’t it be unfair to die?

Therefore, the practice is not as optional as you think.

Of course, the main energy should not be focused on practice.

After all, after two months of retreat, I was also dead.

What's more, as a person with a cheat, he should keep his bird's hair in sight.

In the first path of martial arts, Ning Chen will not be able to get a level until the third grade.

As long as you accumulate enough, you can tell in minutes what talent crushing is.

"Okay, can you say what you want now?" Kong Jijiu said to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen's mentality was broken by Kong Jijiu. Now Ning Chen himself doesn't know what to want.

"First think you owe me a favor, and then look for you when I think about what I want." Ning Chen said irritably.

Kong Jijiu nodded: "Yes. Within ten years, it will be effective if you look for me. For more than ten years, it will be automatically invalid."

Ning Chen didn't bother with the date. First of all, it's been a long time for Ning Chen.

"If Lord Jijiu is fine, I will go back first." Ning Chen stood up and said.

"It's still early, and I just start teaching you to read from today." Kong Jijiu said to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen heard that Confucius Jijiu was going to teach himself to study now, and said in confusion: "Jijiu, we just need to go through the form. Do we really have to sit here for four hours?"

Confucius said, "Do you think the Confucian master-apprentice relationship is like a martial artist. Do you just call him a master and you'll finish it?"

Ning Chen asked back, "What else? Do I have to come here with two big pig heads and perform the ceremony of apprenticeship?"

"Bang!"

This time, the one who beat Ning Chen was still the futon, and he flew up and beat him.

"You've had enough wine!"

"The teacher is thrusting the palms. You are too spanking too much. Will the next time you thug the palms?"

Kong Jijiu waved his hand, and the dozen swords with cold light flashing in front of Ning Chen disappeared.

"What Confucian disciples need is teaching by words and deeds. I need to teach you five thousand words before we can achieve a teacher-student relationship. In this way, the things you take out from the mountains of books and seas of writing can be handed over to me." Kong Jijiu explained to Ning Chen.

Five thousand words, this is really not a small amount.

According to a month, it will cost about 170 words a day.

On average, every hour is more than 40 words.

You should know that those who are enlightened under the Imperial College may learn a word in a day.

"One hundred, sixty or seventy words a day, the priest really looks down on me." After Ning Chen figured it out, he realized that this matter was really not very simple.

Kong Jijiu nodded in agreement with Ning Chen's point of view and comforted Ning Chen: "Although your talent is mediocre, I am still very confident in my own teaching. So you don't have to worry about your stupid qualifications."

What else can Ning Chen say to someone who loves to pretend like this? Let's bear it first.

Just think of it as an investment in your future. If this old man breaks through the third grade, then breaks through the second grade and becomes a saint in place, he might be able to solve his problem.

Kong Jijiu waved his hand and appeared in front of Ning Chen.

"Look it first, if you don't know, please ask me. This is written by me with Haoran's righteousness, and it will help you understand it when you read it." Kong Jijiu explained to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen took the book, opened it, and started reading it patiently.

The Confucianism of the Dawu Dynasty and the Confucianism that Ning Chen knew were actually in many ways.

The difference is that the Confucianism that Ning Chen knew was a very clear concept formed after being sorted out and summarized by countless sages.

Although the Confucianism in the Dawu Dynasty had the same principles, it always gave Ning Chen the feeling that it was covered with a layer of gauze.

If you are a person who has no foundation at all, you really need a high level of understanding to understand the true meaning.

Ning Chen doesn’t need it, after all, he has a complete knowledge system to support it.

So let alone understand, Ning Chen can do it if he wants to improve it.

But Ning Chen didn't want to do this, because it was unnecessary, and in such a world where various practice systems coexisted.

Ning Chen was not sure if the saint would kick over the coffin board and kill him after he changed it.

Unless this kind of thing can trigger the event, Ning Chen is unwilling to take risks.

About an hour later, Ning Chen put down the book.

"What do you don't understand?" Kong Jijiu also put down the book in his hand and asked Ning Chen.

"There is nothing I don't understand, it's quite easy to understand." Ning Chen said casually.

Confucius naturally did not believe what Ning Chen said, so he took out a book of the saint and said to Ning Chen: "If you write the rituals you understand on it, if the saint book approves, you will pass the test."

Ning Chen thought about it for a moment and wrote directly on it: "Etiquette means reason!"

After Ning Chen finished writing the four words, the saint's book suddenly became vital.

This surge of righteousness, even Kong Jijiu, could not suppress it, soared into the sky and covered the entire Imperial College.

All the Confucian scholars who are in the Imperial College are feeling bathed in the spring breeze and have a clear idea.

After a long time, this righteous spirit disappeared.

Only then did everyone wake up from that artistic conception.

Then everyone was delighted to find that their understanding of Confucianism had improved a lot.

Then everyone began to wonder what was going on.

After asking, everyone discovered that the source of Haoran’s righteousness was Kong Jijiu’s residence.

Today, Confucius's wine is still in the Imperial College.

So there is no need to investigate. It must be Confucius who has gained a deeper understanding of Confucianism, which has triggered Haoran's righteousness.

After understanding this, all the Confucian scholars and doctors (teachers of the Imperial College) bowed deeply to Confucius Jijiu's residence.

Ning Chen looked at the disappearing righteousness and the completely disappeared book of the saint. After a brief confusion, he looked at Kong Jijiu, who was frowning slightly.

"It seems that your talent is not ordinary, it can be considered superior. It is indeed good to understand such a simple truth from the "Rites" I wrote with Haoran's righteousness. It seems that it does not take us a month to complete the master-apprentice relationship." Kong Jijiu stretched his eyebrows and performed Ning Chen lightly.

He just pretends if he wants to, Ning Chen doesn't care now anyway.

"Sir Jijiu, can I go home now?" Ning Chen stood up and said.

"Go back, remember to come over after the court will disperse tomorrow." After Kong Jijiu finished speaking, he sent Ning Chen away.

After Ning Chen left, a Haoran righteous book, which was no different from a normal book, appeared above Kong Jijiu's head.

Although this Haoran Zhengqi Book is not big, the Haoran Zhengqi inside has become a essence.

Although it is just a book, its quality seems to contain the essence of heaven and earth.

In comparison, although Zhou Siye's is very big, he is not a book at all.

Confucius' thoughts of sacrificing wine turned, the pages of the book flew, and various strange phenomena flashed inside.

Between the lightning and thunder, it seemed like a great terror was brewing.

When he turned to a blank page, Confucius wrote with a righteous spirit as his pen: "Rite is the reason!"

As these four words appear, the lightning and thunder in the book become more and more terrifying, as if they want to create another world.

At the same time, the weight of Haoran Zhengqi Book has also increased at this moment.
To be continued...