At this moment, Chu Yuan opened his eyes, his face full of horror, and his mouth was filled with fright, which scared Xunzi!

"What's wrong?" Xunzi asked hurriedly.

"call……"

Chu Yuan let out a long sigh. Until now, he still felt a little shocked. After a long time, he waved his hand and sighed: "I have never seen this before..."

"So?" Xunzi asked back.

Chu Yuan pondered for a long time before sighing: "If I follow the metaphor of the spirit stone, what I have absorbed before is just a medium-grade and top-grade spirit stone. This thing is a top-grade spirit stone, and it is enough!"

"Spirit Stone? Medium-high-quality? Top-quality? What's this?" It's okay if Chu Yuan didn't explain, but Xunzi became more and more confused when this explanation was explained.

He has never heard of any spiritual stones that are not spiritual stones.

However, after Chu Yuan said this, it seems that there is really a spirit stone, and it is divided into grades? It has become a system?

Just as I was about to ask, I saw that at this moment, a golden light suddenly lit up on Chu Yuan's body...

"Buzz!" The golden light shone, dazzling, but behind Chu Yuan, three golden lights appeared at the same time...

In the golden light were different objects, on both sides, there was a mask and a golden scepter, and in the center was a sunlight wheel that shone with sunlight.

The light wheel appeared behind Chu Yuan's head, setting off Chu Yuan's entire person as if he were sacred, just like a god descending to earth!

Just this appearance is eight streets away from Xunzi.

Xunzi sighed, but sighed in his heart. It was too late, it was really too late.

Sure enough, he could not compare to the Confucian system, and after all, there were some restrictions.

Before he could think about anything, he saw the carving knife lying quietly on the table, pulled down by an invisible force, slowly lifting into the air, floating little by little in front of Chu Yuan...

"Buzz!" The carving knife trembled, and then, a ball of spiritual light appeared and was vaguely visible on the carving knife. The pure spiritual light was amazing.

The size is so large that it almost covers the entire courtyard...

"Buzz..." I saw the spiritual light wrapped around Chu Yuan's body, and at the same time, it was absorbed by the three objects behind Chu Yuan.

With the absorption of the inspiration, the three objects behind Chu Yuan became more rosy and shiny.

The luster of the mask became more and more dazzling and vivid. The hollow part of the mask's eyes was dark and hard, as if there were a pair of eyes in the black hole, looking directly at Xunzi.

And the golden scepter, the fish pattern on it is like Kun, the wind drives the surrounding airflow, and a sense of domineering power hits the face, as if facing the ancient emperor.

As for the sun wheel...

The sun is flying in the sky, and the sun is brilliant. A feeling of facing the sun rises from the bottom of my heart, warm, but also a feeling of scorching sun.

This power is terrible...

Xunzi was shocked. He thought that the thing behind Chu Yuan was just an ornament, but he didn't want to...

Xunzi wrote about a trance and subconsciously felt the power in his body.

Well, the gap with Chu Yuan is getting bigger and bigger. He can feel the oppression coming from Chu Yuan, which makes people suffocate, just like a lower-ranking person meeting a superior, and even an illusion of encountering natural enemies...

Good guy, this is not even a difference in level, so what does it feel like?

If Chu Yuan breaks through another realm...

I can't imagine what he really could not imagine. Maybe Chu Yuan's existence alone could have oppressed countless mortals died suddenly!

Fairy?

Is this the immortal?

Xunzi felt something was wrong. How could this be an immortal? This is clearly...

"Old Zhao, what are you thinking?" Suddenly, Chu Yuan's somewhat puzzled voice came to his ears.

"Huh?" Xunzi came back to his senses, his eyes refocused, and looked at Chu Yuan.

"Okay?" Xunzi was confused and a little confused. He was just a distracted person. Chu Yuan was fine? This was too fast, right?

Chu Yuan was speechless: "Are you stupid? You have been in a daze for half an hour. What are you thinking? You are so trance?"

Half an hour...

Xunzi was silent and stared in a daze for half an hour? Has he been staring in a daze for so long?

He felt that he was only a moment, at most a quarter of an hour or half an hour?

Forget it, it's useless to think about it...

Xunzi came back to his senses, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the carving knife on the table. At this moment, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and the literary spirit in his body was boiling, ready to move, resonating with the carving knife...

"This is..." Xunzi's pupils shrank. Before, he felt that there was a huge literary spirit in the knife at this moment, but he didn't know why, so he just couldn't absorb it.

But now, after the spiritual light in the knife was absorbed by Chu Yuan, it seemed as if it had broken the seal...

At that moment, the literary spirit inside the knife was completely revealed to him...

It was very huge, and the literary spirit was far greater than what he felt before, huge and unimaginable.

It's like it can cover the entire courtyard.

"Hiss, this... is incredible..." Xunzi sighed, that is, he would not be terrified, otherwise, his expression would be exactly the same as before Chu Yuan!

"Old Zhao, I feel that it's better not to swallow this thing!" Chu Yuan said with a smile.

He had already thought that Xunzi wanted to devour the literary energy in this thing to improve his strength, but he felt that it was a bit unreliable...

"Hmm? What does it mean?" Xunzi looked at Chu Yuan, frowned, a little confused, and didn't know what it meant.

To be honest, in a sense, in the Confucian practice system, he also crossed the river by feeling the stones. He just guessed what the road ahead was like...

He did encounter a bottleneck. Like Chu Yuan, he was stuck in this state, neither up nor down, and it was very uncomfortable.

At this time, reading is useless.

Logically speaking, the amount of knowledge he has accumulated over 70 years of experience and the books he has accumulated are completely enough for him to reach the top of the Confucian saint and become a saint of the world!

But, it's stuck in the third realm...

So, he was wondering if there was any way to allow him to break through the realm and enter the fourth realm, and truly open up the path of cultivation for Confucianism.

Then, he found the carving knife of Saint Kong!

Unfortunately, he didn't know what was going on, so he couldn't absorb it. He originally planned to go to Chu Yuan to see if Chu Yuan had any solutions, but he didn't expect that Chu Yuan came by himself...

Now, Chu Yuan has helped solve the problem, but Chu Yuan said this, and it is a bit...

Xunzi frowned, not sure why...

But Chu Yuan smiled and said, "Although I have never practiced the Confucian system, I have also heard of the Confucian system. Well, in fact, the Confucian system is roughly similar to me. You have to have a natal magic weapon. According to Confucianism, it is called a natal literature treasure. Once the natal literature treasure goes up, the realm will naturally pass by itself. Now, you only have one natal literature treasure. If you want to break through the realm and absorb it, it is just a cumulative..."

"Biyi Treasure?"

Xunzi frowned, stretched out his hand, and the golden light condensed in his hand, and a ruler appeared in his hand.

This is the first thing he condensed, and he only has this one...

"good……"

Chu Yuan nodded with a smile: "Don't rush to absorb this knife. You can directly refine it as a life treasure and become your second magic weapon..."

Speaking of this, Chu Yuan paused, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious. He subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth and said quietly: "Old Zhao, you must not be enough. Go back and look for it to see if there is any pen from Saint Kong, the bamboo slips of "Spring and Autumn" by Saint Kong, the inkstone of Saint Kong, and the ink of Saint Kong, it is really not possible. You can also find Saint Kong's sword..."

“No more…”

Chu Yuan smiled more and more unrestrainedly, and his voice became smaller and smaller...

"Well, Lao Zhao, if there is nothing, you go to the Confucius Temple and bring the statue of Confucius..."

"As long as there is a statue of Confucius, I will protect you from breaking the realm!"
Chapter completed!