Chapter 79 Mr. Cangsong, the Great Scholar Asks His Conscience

After Zhou Haochen asked Chunyue to tidy up her clothes, he came to the lobby.

In the lobby, two Confucian scholars, one old and one young, were leisurely sipping fragrant tea.

The young man was Mr. Shi, who had met Zhou Haochen once. As for the silver-haired man next to him, he was the famous Mr. Cangsong.

Opposite the old man and the young man, sat Helian Hai with a wine gourd hanging around his waist and a cold look on his face.

"Lao He, you are still alive!"

"Haha——Cangsong, you old man are still alive, so how could I be in trouble?"

"I thought that with your loyalty, you would be buried with the Five Thunder Sect."

"Hmph - do you take me for an idiot?"

When Zhou Haochen came in, he happened to hear the sarcastic conversation between Helian Hai and Mr. Cangsong, and his expression changed slightly.

It seems that Mr. He and Mr. Cangsong are old acquaintances!

"Junior greets Mr. Cangsong!"

Zhou Haochen bowed his hands and said respectfully
Even Zhou Haochen should not be overconfident when facing a great scholar of the time.

"Your Highness is polite."

Mr. Cangsong nodded slightly and no longer hesitated with Helian Hai.

"I heard that Your Highness has captured a demon from the White Lotus Sect. Would you mind letting me take a look at him?"

Zhou Haochen originally wanted to exchange a few words with Mr. Cangsong, but he did not expect Mr. Cangsong to act so decisively and without any hesitation.

"Please, Mr. Cangsong, move to the Heavenly Prison. The demon from the White Lotus Sect is imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison."

After a while.

The three of them arrived at the Sky Prison. Compared to a few days ago, Zhong Yunhu's breath today was weaker and his cheeks were sunken, as if he was starving to death.

Apparently, in the past few days, the criminal officials from the Ministry of Justice and the Evil Suppression Bureau have put all their life's learning into practice on Zhong Yunhu.

"Your Highness, wait a moment. Let me ask you about your conscience."

Poof!
The unconscious Zhong Yunhu was awakened by a basin of cold water.

When he opened his eyes, he saw an old Confucian man staring at him. Before he could open his mouth to sneer or mock, he heard the old Confucian man shout in a righteous and awe-inspiring voice.

"Where is the White Lotus Sect's base in Yujing City?"

“The sage said: A gentleman should be honest.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic and righteous spirit burst out from Mr. Cangsong, and the clear air covered his head.

Mr. Cangsong seems to have an inexplicable power and is full of a sense of righteousness.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Zhong Yunhu only felt his heart beating violently.

The location of the White Lotus Sect's stronghold in Yujing City seemed to come out of his mouth uncontrollably.

He obviously didn't want to say it, but his body couldn't help but say it.

This feeling is extremely awkward.

It was as if one's own will had been tampered with.

Confucianism asks one's conscience!

This is the power of Confucian self-examination.

Those who are questioned by Confucianists can only tell the truth and cannot lie.

"Giggle-"

Zhong Yunhu's teeth kept chattering and colliding up and down, as if he was using his willpower to resist the power of Confucian self-examination.

"The base is..."

"The base is..."

Seeing Zhong Yunhu's almost distorted expression, Zhou Haochen felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

This is how a great scholar examines his conscience, it’s truly terrifying!
In a sense, the Confucian self-examination is more overbearing than the Taoist soul-searching.

Taoist soul-searching is more like an invasion, forcibly stealing the memories from the soul.

The Confucian self-examination, on the other hand, is to tamper with people's will and make them act against their will.

"The base is..."

At this moment, a white lotus pattern appeared between Zhong Yunhu's eyebrows.

This white lotus is strange and unusual, like a black hole. Just one look at it seems to suck away people's attention.

The method of questioning one's conscience and the mark of the white lotus were clashing wildly in Zhong Yunhu's mind.

Blood vessels burst out on Zhong Yunhu's head.

He looked so hideous, as if he would die from a burst blood vessel in the next second.

Mr. Cangsong frowned and couldn't help sighing.

His aura changed, his righteous energy was restrained, his pure energy dissipated, and he turned into an ordinary old man again.

"Mr. Cangsong..."

"Your Highness, I have done my best." Mr. Cangsong shook his head.

Zhou Haochen was silent for a moment, then he sighed and couldn't help but sigh.

"Is the White Lotus Seal really so mysterious?"

Mr. Cangsong could understand Zhou Haochen's feelings and said leisurely, "Your Highness, have you heard of Taizu's evaluation of the gods in the world?"

Zhou Haochen shook his head.

Mr. Cangsong continued.

"In his later years, Taizu once commented on the gods and Buddhas in the sky."

"Taizu's original words were, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky have turned into dry bones."

"The six ancient gods are crazy and insane."

"The Mother of No Birth, half asleep and half awake."

When Mr. Cangsong finished speaking, Zhou Haochen frowned.

The first two sentences of Taizu's words are very straightforward.

The gods and Buddhas that once filled the sky have now fallen.

Including Haotian and Houtu, who were worshipped by the royal family of Dayu, if they had not fallen, how would they dare to worship them?

For the royal family, a dead god is a good god.

The ancient times are too far away from the present, and gods who have not performed miracles are basically determined to have fallen.

The only gods confirmed to be still alive are the Six Ancient Gods.

But the six ancient gods were all crazy and insane.

Only the third sentence, Mother of No Birth, half asleep and half awake, what does it mean?
Mr. Cangsong saw the doubts in Zhou Haochen's heart and said, "According to Taizu's guess, the Immortal Mother worshipped by the White Lotus Sect did not die, but she should have been sealed."

"For tens of thousands of years, the White Lotus Sect has been committed to breaking the seal of the Mother of No Birth."

"According to the current situation, the seal of the Mother of No Birth should have been partially lifted, and she is in a state where she has not yet fully recovered."

"According to Taizu's guess, the method of planting the White Lotus Mark in the soul was the work of the Mother of No Life."

Zhou Haochen looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

No wonder this White Lotus Mark is so difficult to deal with that even great scholars cannot do anything about it.

It turns out there is such an amazing origin.

"Mr. Cangsong, is there no way to break the White Lotus Mark?" Zhou Haochen asked.

Mr. Cangsong pondered for a while and spoke in an uncertain tone.

"Perhaps a saint can."

saint!

The corner of Zhou Haochen's mouth twitched slightly.

This standard is too high!
Sage is the realm of the twelfth realm of Confucianism.

It is more difficult for Confucianism to produce a strong man in the twelfth realm than any other cultivation system!
Why?

The twelve realms of other cultivation systems only require the great power to be concentrated in one body.

However, the twelve realms of Confucianism are completely different. It requires preaching, instilling one's own ideas into other people's heads.

Zhou Haochen once heard a saying that the two most difficult things in the world are, first, to put other people's money into your own pocket, and second, to put your own thoughts into other people's heads.

The difficulty of achieving the standards of the Twelve Realms of Confucianism can be seen from this.

Of course, once the Twelve Realms of Confucianism are cultivated, the strength will far exceed the ordinary Twelve Realms.

The last saint of Confucianism was the saint of the heart five thousand years ago.

After the Saint of the Heart, there will be no more Saints.

It would be too difficult for Zhou Haochen to find a Confucian saint to break the White Lotus Mark.

"Mr. Cangsong, is there any other way?" Zhou Haochen asked.

"The mystery of the White Lotus Mark lies in the fact that it was created by Mother Wusheng. Ordinary people like us have no way to crack it and can only suppress it with brute force."

“If there is a being at the same level as the Mother of No Birth, and he creates a method, perhaps he can break the White Lotus Seal.”

Let a being of the same level as the Mother of No Birth create a method to break the White Lotus Seal?

Existence of the same level?
Could we count on those six crazy ancient gods?

Zhou Haochen complained in his heart.

I feel that Mr. Cangsong’s methods are more unreliable than the last.

"Mr. Cangsong, is there anything else?" Zhou Haochen asked helplessly.

Mr. Cangsong shook his head.

Zhou Haochen was silent for a while, feeling heavy-hearted.

The last hope can only be placed on the secret method of Yaksha Questioning the Soul.

The Nine Netherworld Prison Visualization Method is rumored to have been created by a Buddha who was in hell.

According to Zhou Haochen's understanding, this Buddha in hell is most likely Ksitigarbha.

However, in Dayu, Zhou Haochen had never heard of the name and legend of Ksitigarbha, so it was difficult to confirm.

If it really is Ksitigarbha.

Who is stronger, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva or the Mother of Avalokitesvara?

It can satisfy what Mr. Cangsong said about the existence of the same level and the method of creation.

Yaksha Questioning Soul may not be created specifically to crack the White Lotus Seal.

But there is no chance.

(End of this chapter)