Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

They persisted for a hundred years.

Approaching them, Lu Chen had a solemn expression on his face. He lowered his head and looked at the withered grass and the small trees.

“Hmph, it’s not even enough to nail the coffin lid for you,” he muttered, but his expression softened.

Lu Yuzhou grinned and slowly sat beside a small tree.

“Sigh, after cultivating for a while, I didn’t expect to die with the stars one day.”

The divine light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He was really exhausted.

The last life force of this planet had consumed all its power.

Unfortunately, the stars couldn’t be revived. He could only die along with them.

In the distance, Su He and the others who had rushed over looked at each other. They knelt on one knee and lowered their heads.

This was a sign of respect for a great cultivator of Confucianism.

“There’s also the heart of the star in this star. It can be considered a supreme treasure.

“I’ve used my Spiritual Soul and cultivation to nurture this Heart of Stars for a hundred years. It’s not against the laws of heaven and earth for you to take it away.”

Leaning against the tree trunk, Lu Yuzhou’s body was filled with a declining aura.

“I’ve cultivated for a thousand years. I drifted in the mortal world, and it was not easy for me to cling to Confucianism.

“When I was powerless to break through, I thought that I would have no regrets if I left behind my bloodline inheritance.

“Lu Chen, I feel guilty towards you brothers.”

Lu Yuzhou looked up at Lu Chen.

At this moment, this peak Confucian Grandmaster cultivator was like an ordinary old man, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

“I’ve been an instructor in the Imperial City Academy for 300 years and a deputy head for 100 years, but I’ve never taught you brothers for a day.

“Sit down. Today, listen to me teach you a lesson.”

Slowly sitting up straight, Lu Yuzhou’s body exuded a trace of serious power.

Lu Chen had a complicated expression on his face. In the end, he nodded and sat cross-legged in front of Lu Yuzhou.

Han Muye also took a step back and sat cross-legged.

“My Heavenly Mystic Confucian Dao can be traced back to 130,000 years ago.

“What is Confucianism?

“People need to know. Everything in the world has its own path. How can people be righteous?

“The Way of Heaven and Earth advocates nature, but the Way of Confucianism has to uphold justice.

“Why?

“If the heart can’t keep promises and uphold righteousness, what’s the difference between humans and plants?”

At this point, Lu Yuzhou raised his hand and stroked the small pine tree beside him.

“Actually, plants know how to keep their promises.”

Following Lu Yuzhou’s words, the small tree vibrated as if it was responding.

The withered grass at the side fluttered in the wind.

‘The wind?’

How could there be wind in a dead land?

Han Muye looked up.

In the distant sky, spiritual light surged.

The Cloud Heaven Realm cultivators had left and returned.

“Haha, listen, listen. If you’re so distracted in my class, I’ll definitely beat you up.” Lu Yuzhou laughed and glanced at Han Muye. Then he said, “Cultivation is most particular about the mental state.

“Your cultivation of Confucianism came by chance, so you have to seek peace of mind.

“I see that you use poetry as a sword. Your literary aura really traverses the world. If you can practice this Dao often, you can definitely become a Confucianist.

“It’s a pity that I won’t be able to see this lineage flourish…”

Holding the small tree behind him, Lu Yuzhou stood up shakily and looked up at the sky.

Spiritual light covered the sky as boundless power came crashing down.

“How dare you kill my son Yuyang? You and the realm behind you will be buried with him!”

A voice sounded, like thunder shaking the mountains and rivers.

On the dead star, countless winds rose and mountains collapsed!

A single word from him could shatter the heavens and earth. Such an expert must have already surpassed the Out of Body Primordial Spirit realm and become a Heaven Realm Peak Divine Transformation Realm cultivator!

A Divine Transformation Realm cultivator could kill everyone with a single glance!

Even though Han Muye was a Confucian Grandmaster and had all kinds of treasures to protect himself, he would not be able to last another breath on this dead star.

Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, the last level of the Heaven Realm, the last realm in the world, the person closest to immortality.

In front of such an expert, it was an honor to be able to last for a breath.

The Mystic Sun Guards all vomited blood and fell to their knees. Lu Chen’s face was pale, and the People’s Will and Great Spirit around him were activated to the extreme.

Han Muye’s face was as dark as water as he deliberated his trump card.

There was no chance at all.

The Immortal Spirit World was truly too powerful.

He could only look up to the Divine Transformation Realm cultivator.

“Hehe, today’s last lesson, I’ll show you what Confucianism cultivation is.”

Lu Yuzhou, who had barely managed to get up, chuckled as he reached out to break off a pine branch and held it in his hand.

Every step he took, he paused. An indescribable power surged from Lu Yuzhou’s body.

“When I shatter the star later, the heart of the star will protect you as you leave.”

Lu Yuzhou’s expression was indifferent as he walked forward step by step. Above his head, the phantom of a handsome middle-aged man in a long robe with big sleeves and a jade crown on his head appeared.

“We are Confucianists, and we do what we can.

“There’s a Dao in the world. Once you understand benevolence and righteousness, you should dedicate your life to upholding them.”

The illusory figure shouted. Golden light and purple qi intertwined in the sky, turning into a long purple-gold ruler.

“Order of the Infinite Worlds.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the world became clear!

The stars, which were shaken by the spiritual energy in front of them, turned into nothingness.

Endless spirit qi was pressed onto the stars, as if they were about to wake up.

“Heaven and Earth give birth to light.”

The illusory figure shouted again. Spiritual light flashed in the void, as if it was daytime!

Heaven and earth gave birth to light!

At this moment, although Lu Yuzhou was not a Confucian Sage, he had the power of a Sage.

This power came from the last glory of his thousand years of bitter cultivation.

Enveloped by the spiritual light, a Daoist in a jade-colored robe appeared.

The Daoist wore a jade crown and a jade-colored robe. There was a sword at his waist and a jade plate in his hand.