Inside Youxiong Mausoleum, Meng Yu bowed three times and kowtowed nine times in front of the coffin in a very proper manner. While he was bowing, he read aloud the sacrificial text he had prepared on the way here.
After all, this is Youxiong, a famous legend in this world and one of the ancestors of mankind.
After the ceremony, Meng Yu was surprised to find that Kong Hanan only had a statue behind him.
The statue's face was filled with astonishment, and its eyes were fixed on the stone tablet with a dull look.
Behind the statue is Confucius moving his shoulders.
"It's been a while since I last did that, so I'm a little rusty. Fortunately, Han An didn't resist..."
Meng Yu's heart skipped a beat.
"Teacher, Brother Kong?"
Confucius put his hands in his folds.
"Han An will have his own opportunities, don't worry about it..."
"Let me ask you, when you look at this stone tablet, do you have any insights?"
Meng Yu looked at the words on the stone tablet and asked.
"This is?"
Confucius replied, "This was left by Youxiong himself."
Meng Yu knew what Confucius meant.
Confucius hoped that he would come out of seclusion, enter the government, and help the world.
He also knew that Confucius did not necessarily want him to support the Great Qi, but just hoped that he could end the impending chaos as soon as possible.
But Meng Yu didn't want that.
He was also present on Mount Tai when the Supreme Lord ascended to heaven and returned to his throne.
Although it is not as good as Kong Hanan’s VVVIP seat, it is not far away.
Meng Yu was deeply shocked by the last words Tai Shang said before returning to his throne.
He suddenly realized that as long as classes exist, the disregard for human life will never stop.
Confucius's position was that of the ruling class, but he hoped that the people of the world could make their own decisions.
Therefore, he decided to quit and decided not to come out of seclusion. He spent all his time with the Mohists who had similar ideas. If Confucius had not been in trouble, he would not have come back to take care of his teacher.
However, although Youxiong's stele did not penetrate his soul as deeply as Kong Han'an's, it still touched his heart.
With the great changes in the world, he might be able to choose a good leader and implement his ideas.
But if he came out, even if he won in the end, he would inevitably become a member of the ruling class like Confucius.
At that time, the general trend and the overall situation were like this. If he had to sacrifice some people, would he be able to keep his original intention like he does now?
Meng Yu stared at the stone tablet for a long time without saying a word, and suddenly thought of Kong Hanan's previous words.
"Change has always meant sacrificing oneself, so how can it be justified to sacrifice others?"
He figured it out, breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed to Confucius.
"Teacher, I've figured out what to do..."
The word games of literati and poets have always been subtle.
"Think it over" instead of "know" means that Meng Yu has his own ideas and will not do things completely according to Confucius's instructions.
A complex expression appeared on Confucius's face.
"You are the disciple I am most proud of, but also the disciple who gives me the most headaches..."
"Never mind, the future is yours after all, you... do as you please."
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The galaxy is as vast as the sky and the stars are shining brightly.
This isn't the universe Kong Hanan knew in his previous life, but it's not an illusion either...
I must say, maybe this is also a small world.
The sword light was sharp and fierce, and the purple air carried the sword moves of Emperor Ziwei, attacking Kong Hanan like a raging wave.
This purple energy is not simple either, it is actually formed by the convergence of countless lightning...
Kong Hanan couldn't be more familiar...
Isn't this the thunder from heaven...
Fortunately, with the purple energy, he was able to barely parry and dodge with his clumsy body.
In the past, Kong Hanan had a vague feeling about Tai Shang and Kong Sheng.
Tai Shang was like a casual elder who arranged the future for him and it was up to him whether to do it or not.
Confucius was stricter, like a relative who urged him to work hard for his own good.
What happens when these two people agree?
Just like now...
The old man smiled and said, "Han'an, I have found a cool title for you."
Confucius kicked him into the room and said, "Go and accept the beating from the Purple Star Emperor!"
To be honest, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a beating.
Who was Ziwei Emperor during his lifetime?
He is the Human Emperor, the supreme ruler of the tribe in the past when humans ate raw meat and drank blood!
Even though a leader should rely mainly on wisdom and strategy, how could the predecessors who overcame all difficulties in that period not have personally been to the battlefield?
Even if the Ziwei Emperor's military power is not overwhelming, it is definitely not bad.
Later, he gathered the will of the entire human race and pierced the sky with a sword.
Where is Kong Hanan?
Although his journey was dangerous, both Taishan and the Martial Saint arranged a path for him, which was to be the main god hiding behind the scenes and planning the game.
He only has a few active skills, and most of them are for overpowering others with force.
Although his laws are overbearing, Emperor Ziwei already controls thunder.
Fighting thunder with thunder? Wouldn't that kill people?
Ziwei is a soul, but Kong Hanan still has a physical body!
How can he fight against Emperor Ziwei?
Logically speaking, if he had known this would happen, he would have definitely prepared thoroughly before coming here, learned a bunch of high-damage active attack skills from the Martial Saint, and then fully armed himself, wearing armor and helmets. If possible, he would have asked his subordinates to survive a few more tribulations and brought a group of guardian gods with him...
Kong Hanan was lost in thought and a flash of lightning passed by without him noticing.
The power of thunder and lightning was absorbed into his body, but the sword light following the lightning left a shallow wound on his body.
The wound is not deep, but it hurts unexpectedly!
Kong Hanan hasn't felt such pain for a long time!
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