Now, it’s really an eye-opener.

Besides, the recognition of the sacred object as its owner shocked him even more.

A hundred years ago, everyone in the world said that senior brother was a waste, but little did they know that senior brother was a late bloomer. Now it seems that senior brother is the real chosen one!

With senior brother in charge, from now on our academy will flourish Confucianism and Taoism!

In the future, why should we be afraid of the three great empires and the Confucian sect?

Speaking of which, although the academy has stood for thousands of years, in addition to the forces of various secular sects, other forces from the same lineage of Confucianism have become the most serious threat to the academy.

Fighting against each other is not just about worldly wealth and interests.

There is also the inheritance of the authentic Confucian sect and the luck of the authentic Confucian sect.

Luck is something that people in the world think is ethereal, and those who don't know think it doesn't exist.

But those who know know that it is something more precious than worldly glory and wealth.

Until you reach a certain level, you cannot realize the existence of luck at all.

Let alone use it to practice.

Mortals compete for wealth and status, but saints compete for luck!

Holy objects have spirits, but now Chen Mu is recognized as the master. Doesn't this vaguely prove that the luck of the Confucian sect in today's world is blessing Chen Mu?

Therefore, even the Master, who has looked down upon fame, wealth, and status in this world, can't help but feel hot and excited deep in his heart at this moment!

He raised his hand and pointed, putting away the Four Treasures of the Study on the table.

Because these common objects are no longer worthy of senior brother Chen Mu to use them to write books and treatises.

"Brother, please——"

"good."

Chen Mu nodded and unfolded the Hetu Luoshu with his left hand. At this time, the golden light in the library pavilion flourished...

Even if the master ordered people to stay outside the pavilion, at this time, the sky above the library pavilion was also illuminated by golden light.

No matter how much you hide it, you can't hide that sacred breath...

With his right hand, Chen Mu put the pen on the Hetu Luoshu and first wrote eight words: As long as the saint does not die, thieves will not stop.

Then, the pen tip froze in the air...

“Great pen!”

The Master sighed in praise.

Just watching Chen Mu write these eight words, he felt that he had benefited a lot.

As long as the saint does not die, thieves will not stop - I think these eight words are the central idea that Chen Mu wants to express in this book.

Chen Mu was silent in thought. After pondering for a moment, Ma Liang's magical pen moved and turned into a golden light like flowing clouds...

The master's eyes lit up again.

When Chen Muluo was smiling, he saw those golden characters on the river map and Luoshu, as if they were spiritual and alive.

Suddenly, in addition to the sacred golden light that could not be concealed, the library pavilion exuded an endless aroma of books.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful..."

The master was so shocked that he thought that even if the master were to come back to life at this time, he would not be able to compare with the brilliance of his current brother.

However, just when Master thought that Chen Mu's masterpiece could be accomplished with one stroke, the void was actually broken open by another divine force...

Another force of Confucian saints actually came out of the air and landed on the academy's library!

"who?"

"How dare you break into the holy place of my academy?"

Master, you feel like you are facing a powerful enemy!
Chapter completed!