Ancient Sage Faction, the Sect Leader Arrives Personally
(I'm taking a break for one chapter today because I'm having writer's block. Sorry, I'll make up for it later.)
The Sword Furnace collapsed, and millions of Peng Feather fell like rain, like Divine Sword piercing the earth.
From a distance, the sword's edge resembles a forest of steles.
In the eyes of outsiders
The two sides were merely in a standoff; Pure Qi flowed like a river, and in the dim light, it seemed as if their vital energies were clashing.
Even the Innate Great Realm, curled up inside the Buddha statue, merely raised an eyebrow and observed.
But in fact...
From the perspectives of Kong Zhongshu and Meng Xiaoshi.
Looking around, the market town was gone, as were the Whale-Penguin Ship and the Buddhist Kingdom. All that remained was a desolate and ruined Buddhist Kingdom.
The Buddhist kingdom stretches for thousands of miles, where the Brahma Chant of chanting echo everywhere, and golden Buddha Light occasionally emanate from the ashen earth.
Looking up, all one could see was a gigantic, ancient face that filled the entire sky.
The face of that mysterious old man.
At this moment, he stood in the Buddha's realm, yet the Buddha's realm was also in his palm.
He is within heaven and earth, yet simultaneously outside of them.
"A Buddhist kingdom refined from the Real World," Kong Zhongshu murmured, his lips growing dry.
He protected Meng Xiaoshi; the connection between this Spiritual Incarnation and the original body had been completely severed by the Buddhist Kingdom, and he was now staring intently at the mysterious old man before him.
Zhang Fusheng was also looking down at them.
It wasn't gazing at the person before it, but rather looking at the Buddhist kingdom in its palm, looking down upon the outsiders within it.
"Compassion, compassion."
He was standing there whispering, but his voice seemed to come down from the heavens, echoing in all directions.
"Buddhist Sect?"
Kong Zhongshu's expression was extremely serious:
"Are you an Arhat?"
The old man remained noncommittal, when suddenly a Great Sun Halo appeared behind his head.
He raised his eyes and said calmly:
"You've come here because of the Destiny Event?"
Kong Zhongshu changed:
"Is Destiny Event truly unfolding here?"
Zhang Fusheng nodded and said briefly:
"That Buddhist temple."
He had no intention of confronting the weasel inside the Buddha statue himself; relying on the Investigation Department was the most appropriate course of action.
Even to say
If the Investigation Department can really put enough pressure on the yellow weasels.
Perhaps, I will then have the opportunity to make a [transaction].
Amidst a thousand thoughts swirling within him, Zhang Fusheng spoke softly:
"That Buddhist temple is no ordinary place; it has four Venerable-level beings as protectors. Your Investigation Department only sent one Whale-Penguin Ship. I'm afraid you'll have a hard time dealing with it, won't you?"
Kong Zhongshu's expression hardened:
"Four Venerable Ones?"
Zhang Fusheng nodded slowly, keenly sensing Kong Zhongshu's mental fluctuations.
Although both were Celestial Person, they were both suffering from the Five Decays.
However, the gap between them, both in terms of social standing and in their spirit, is far too great.
Furthermore, with the two Great Sun Golden Lamp shining brightly in his eyes and the blessing of the Taiyi Chapter, any slight change in Kong Zhongshu's spirit...
You can master it perfectly on your own.
Now,
He clearly sensed that Kong Zhongshu, though alarmed by the matter of the four venerable ones, was not worried.
They weren't even truly that afraid of themselves.
More than anything, people are worried about Meng Xiaoshi.
Where does his confidence come from?
Neither the cultivation level of Celestial Person Being nor the Whale-Penguin Ship is nearly enough.
So
Zhang Fusheng suddenly remembered the things he had heard through the lens of cause and effect last time.
He seemed to be deep in thought, then spoke softly:
"Of course, given your surname, accomplishing certain special tasks shouldn't be difficult. I imagine you have a way to handle the four Venerable Ones."
This time, Kong Zhongshu truly changed; Zhang Fusheng sensed a significant fluctuation in his mental state.
He asked:
"What do you know?"
Zhang Fusheng smiled and tentatively voiced his guess:
"Kong-Meng Families and Mencian families were truly Sage Family."
He emphasized the word "sage" with particular force.
The Kong-Meng Families, are hard not to associate with certain things.
Especially in this era, in this world.
Zhang Fusheng asked calmly:
"The two schools of the Confucian Sect have been at odds for a long time. Haven't you two thought about resolving this conflict?"
A look of confusion crossed Meng Xiaoshi's face. What did that cult called Ru have to do with them?
The thought had barely formed in her mind when she saw Uncle Kong's expression become extremely solemn, and he asked again:
Who exactly are you?
Zhang Fusheng immediately understood.
It is indeed the Confucian and Mencian schools.
If the descendants of Wei Zheng, Wu Zetian, and Yuan Tiangang can be preserved, why can't Confucius and Mencius?
As Zhang Fusheng's thoughts wandered...
Kong Zhongshu took a deep breath and spoke coldly:
"How did you come to know all this?"
The old man, upholding the Buddhist kingdom, spoke peacefully:
"I know."
However, something unexpected happened: Kong Zhongshu no longer cared about Meng Xiaoshi's safety.
It took a step straight forward:
"The secrets of the Confucian and Mencian school are not for you to fathom, whether you are a modern Arhat or a Bodhisattva."
Zhang Fusheng was surprised and realized that he had been tricked out of a large sum of money, but he was not afraid. He stepped forward and spoke eloquently, his voice like thunder!
"Is the Kong Family still the Kong Family? They've even lost their Supreme Heavenly Position!"
Meng Xiaoshi's eyes widened, and Kong Zhongshu changed again; the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
He cut his fingertip, and three hundred and sixty holes were reflected behind him. The blood the size of his fingertip turned into a blazing sun, which was etched on his brow.
Zhang Fusheng had a bad feeling, and even his spiritual sense began to warn him strongly, but he didn't care and was even quite at ease.
Even before he had convincingly demonstrated the extraordinary abilities of Kong-Meng Families, he had already prepared to change that past.
Zhang Fusheng has already discovered the greatest use of the Gate of the Past, which is not for saving his life.
After all, if the time frame for changing the past is too long, things will become uncontrollable, and one might die without even knowing why.
But what if it's only used for intelligence gathering?
That would be an incredibly useful tool!
I can use this method to 'flip the table' without any cost, gather intelligence without limit, and have almost unlimited chances to try and fail!
Zhang Fusheng gazed at the golden light emanating from Kong Zhongshu's body, which seemed to be a special sacrifice, a bloodline sacrifice.
Countless threads of starlight appeared in Zhang Fusheng's eyes.
He saw Kong Zhongshu communicating with an incredibly powerful being through their bloodline connection—and he succeeded!
A fragmented Buddhist kingdom, forged from the Real World, was shattered in an instant.
A magnificent display of light and shadow descended.
"Grandpa Kong!" Meng Xiaoshi exclaimed in surprise.
The illusory giant formed by the convergence of light and shadow, holding a scripture, was a hundred miles tall.
Its mere existence caused all the light in the Buddhist realm to Silence Below, and the chanting of Brahma Chant to cease, replaced by wondrous sounds that spontaneously resonated throughout the world.
It elucidates the profound meaning of benevolence and righteousness!
Is this Great Divine Ability User?
Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes. Yes, he was Great Divine Ability User.
This level of energy is similar to that of the original True Lord Scarlet Ox, but it is only an incarnation.
Without a doubt, the true form of the Giant of Light and Shadow must stand in the same realm as the True Lord Scarlet Ox.
The light and shadow stung Zhang Fusheng's eyes.
"I know the whole story." An immeasurable sound descended from above, vibrating and reverberating—merely a sonic wave.
The old man's body was already cracked, like a fragile piece of porcelain, covered in fissures.
Golden Arhat blood was flowing uncontrollably from both ears!
How did you learn the secrets of Confucius and Mencius?
The giant of light and shadow spoke calmly, his voice pressing down, yet accompanied by an irresistible mystery that made Zhang Fusheng unconsciously want to reveal the truth.
But this impulse was forcefully suppressed by his [ancestral status].
He looked up.
"A Great Divine Ability User in the Mortal World would be a pope-level figure in any religion or sect. Moreover, you do not possess the aura of a celestial being; you are not True God."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Fusheng calmly said:
"If I'm not mistaken, you are the Pope of the Ancient Sage Faction Sect, aren't you?"
As the words flowed out lightly, Meng Xiaoshi froze, looking incredulously at the old man Kong in the sky.
When she was little, she often played by pulling her grandfather's beard, but she never managed to pull it off.
The next second.
The giant of light and shadow in the sky nodded slightly.
"It is indeed our sect."
Meng Xiaoshi stood frozen in place, all her thoughts frozen in that moment, completely dumbfounded.
Her previous understanding collapsed at this moment.
Was Grandpa Kong the leader of a cult?
In a moment of bewilderment, an uncontrollable panic swept over her: what about her ancestors?
Zhang Fusheng asked with a smile:
"So, the ancestor of the Meng family must have been the pope of the Tianli Faction Sect, right?"
The giant of light and shadow spoke indifferently:
"Yes."
Zhang Fusheng exclaimed in surprise:
"The Kong-Meng Families should have held an extraordinary position in the Federation, and they had been on good terms and close friends for generations. However, their ancestors were the popes of two opposing cults."
He now understood why Kong Zhongshu had reacted so strongly.
The Federation abhors cults—despite the fact that many cult members have risen to high positions in various provinces and cities.
But those things all happened in the shadows.
If the truth is revealed, it will still be met with encirclement and suppression—the same applies to the Kong-Meng Families of thought.
Cults exist inherently within the Federation.
Zhang Fusheng was filled with emotion, realizing that he had actually uncovered such a hidden secret based on his knowledge of Kong-Meng Families from his previous life.
He heard the little girl named Meng Xiaoshi murmur in a state of collapse:
"Impossible, impossible!"
The little girl looked up, her eyes red:
"Grandpa Kong, how could you be a cult member?"
She is questioning:
"The former director of the Investigation Department, Kong Shentong, who once protected countless cities and regions, was a cult member?"
Zhang Fusheng's eyes widened.
Ha?
His expression turned strange; he had just been wondering how the Kong-Meng Families had managed to hide their secrets for so long.
But now it suddenly dawned on me.
The Investigation Department is the highest-level organization responsible for investigating cults.
Forehead.
The giant of light and shadow in the sky glanced at Meng Xiaoshi and sighed softly:
"Go to sleep."
Meng Xiaoshi then lay down and fell asleep.
The next second,
The giant of light and shadow collapsed, shrinking to the size of a normal person, and descended step by step from the sky, each step causing the entire Buddhist kingdom to tremble violently.
He stood before the Sloppy Old Man and asked calmly:
"How did you learn about the affairs of the Kong-Meng Families?"
Kong Shentong asked a second question, and the endless mysteries overwhelmed Zhang Fusheng. He almost blurted out the truth, but he managed to stop himself from speaking.
Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow.
Looking at this Great Divine Ability User walks the Mortal World at eye level:
"I know, that is all."
A scroll floated up behind him, depicting a red ox.
"Plague?"
Kong Shentong remained calm.
"A few days ago, a massive change occurred in Different Dimension, and the Plague King perished. It turns out it was related to you. Is this your source of confidence?"
He stared at the old man before him, unable to discern his origins or future.
What surprised Kong Shentong the most was that this person could actually resist his wonderful sound!
Even an ordinary person, would be considered a powerful Divine Path.
If I were to ask a question, I would answer without reservation, but the person before me only possesses the physique of a Venerable One but lacks the cultivation of one.
They actually withstood it.
In addition, the death of the plague god
Although there are differences among those with Great Divine Ability User, the God of Plague and I are, after all, beings of the same realm.
Zhang Fusheng gazed at the refined old man formed by the interplay of light and shadow before him, and asked with great interest:
Why haven't you killed me yet?
Kong Shentong stood quietly, gazing intently at Zhang Fusheng.
After a long pause, He spoke calmly:
"You're very confident, and you're not afraid of death. No, you're certain you won't die by my hand, but where does your confidence come from?"
"Is it because of the True Lord Scarlet Ox in the painting? Or the person who conspired with you to cause the Red Ox to fall from his heavenly position? Or something else?"
The old man seemed to be asking a question, but he was mostly talking to himself.
Zhang Fusheng wasn't in a hurry to change the past; he would naturally try to find out as much information as possible.
The most important thing is
My own intuition no longer warned me—this meant that the old man no longer harbored any murderous intent towards me.
That's strange.
"Where are you from?" Kong Shentong asked.
Where do I come from?
Zhang Fusheng pondered for a moment and then said frankly:
"High Heavens."
"So you're from the Gaotian Association. But you're no ordinary member."
Kong Shentong said calmly:
"As far as I know, there seems to be a small core group within the Gaotian Association who can go to the so-called Above High Heaven to pay homage to that so-called Celestial Venerable?"
Yes, that's true.
Zhang Fusheng casually said:
"Does Pope Confucius want to join?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
He saw the old man, formed by the light and shadow, peacefully nod his head.
"OK."