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Kong Qiu was Kong Sheng's name.
He was a Sage, the only human Sage in this world, Kong Sheng.
As for the other Saint Ascension Elder, he was the reincarnation of the Spirit Tribe's Grand Pure One. Thus, he was not truly human.
As the first Sage of humanity, his status was unimaginable.
The plain-looking old man before them was actually called Kong Qiu!
Damn, he did not die from the impact of the scholarly aura. How could the officials not be shocked?
In other words, Kong Qiu had already obtained Kong Sheng's recognition and even his will.
After a long while, the crowd recovered from their shock. All the officials, including Li Yuan, looked at Confucius with endless passion in their eyes.
It was already a fact that Confucius would become a Sage of Literature.
As for whether or not he would become a Sage of Literature, all the officials felt that it was next to impossible.
Because becoming a Sage was too difficult, so difficult that thousands of Confucian disciples despaired.
A person destined to become a Great Scholar was enough to excite the civil and military officials of the Tang Empire and Li Yuan.
Once one became a Sage of Literature, even the Emperor would not kill them.
As for a Sage of Literature, they could already stand on equal footing with the Emperor.
At the same time, the writings of a Sage of Literature could increase the chances of a Confucian disciple becoming a Sage of Literature.
When a martial artist carried it, the righteous aura it emitted could restrain demons and ghosts, and it could even allow a martial artist to fight above his level.
It was too rare to see a Sage of Literature in one's life.
This was because a Sage of Literature would only appear once every several hundred years, and the chances of seeing one was also next to nothing.
"You win!"
Kong Yingda revealed a miserable smile.
No one from the Confucian Faction had ever obtained Kong Sheng's recognition. Even the two Sages of Literature that had appeared had not obtained Kong Sheng's recognition.
But now, an 'outsider' had obtained Kong Sheng's recognition.
Although Kong Yingda knew that this day would come sooner or later, he was still filled with endless bitterness. Not obtaining Kong Sheng's recognition was the greatest denial of Kong Sheng's descendants.
Seeing Kong Yingda's dazed expression, Li Yuan knew that it was impossible to continue the competition.
Emperor Gaozu Li Yuan reluctantly shifted his gaze from Confucius to the other Confucian scholars around Confucius.
This was because Emperor Gaozu Li Yuan knew that the possibility of Confucius, the future Great Ancestor of Literature, serving in the imperial court was almost negligible.
He couldn't even live in Chang 'an.
Emperor Gaozu of the Tang Dynasty, Li Yuan, could only pray that Confucius would accept the conferment of the Tang Dynasty.
As for the other eight Grand Scholars, as long as one or two of them remained, Tang Gaozu, Li Yuan, would be the most famous sage in the world.
Whoever dared to rebel against him would be regarded as a traitor by all the scholars in the world.
A rebellion without the help of any scholars was simply a joke.
"May I know your name, sir?" Li Yuan, the ancestor of Tang Gaozu, walked up to Xun Zi and asked with a solemn face.
"Xun Kuang!" Xun Zi said flatly.
Those civil and military officials who had yet to recover from the shock of hearing the name of Kong Qiu retreated in shock.
Unable to hold on any longer, she sat down on her seat, her entire body aching.
These civil and military officials were really afraid, afraid that they would collapse to the ground in shock.
Kong Qiu was not enough, and now Xun Kuang had appeared.
Xun Kuang was Xun Zi.
He was one of the top Confucian sages of the School of Literature, an existence that had touched upon the Saint Plane.
From the fact that two of his disciples had become Legalists, it could be seen that Xun Zi had formed his own school.
The possibility of this Grand Scholar who called himself Xun Kuang becoming a Grandmaster of Literature was as high as 99%.
At this moment, all the civil and military officials were screaming in their hearts. Was the age of the School of Literature really coming?
Even Tang Gaozu, Li Yuan, had the same thought.
Otherwise, why would so many Grand Scholars suddenly appear, and even two of them had the possibility of becoming Grandmasters of Literature? As long as they did not die, it was already a foregone conclusion.
Was there going to be a second sage of the human race?
In the era of Confucius, there were as many Grandmasters of Literature as there were hairs on a cow, and only the Grand Scholars could travel the world.
Was there going to be a repeat of the situation where hundreds of sects competed for the Saint Plane?
But soon, all the civil and military officials shook their heads. It was too difficult.
Only if ten Grandmasters of Literature appeared at the same time could there be such a situation.
Tang Gaozu, Li Yuan, took a deep breath and looked at Yan Hui. "Sir, may I know your name?"
Before Yan Hui could speak, the civil and military officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony hurriedly took a deep breath.
Then, they looked at Yan Hui and listened attentively to his words.
"I am Yan Hui." Yan Hui smiled and his voice was gentle. He looked like a modest gentleman.
As soon as Yan Hui finished speaking, all the civil and military officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony felt as if their hearts were suddenly grabbed by a strong hand.
Yan Hui, Yan Zi.
Kong Sheng's favorite personal disciple, the Grandmaster of Literature who was rumored to be the closest to the Saint.
The Yan Clan he left behind was also the only existence that was second to the Kong Clan.
Another person who would definitely become a Grandmaster of Literature.
At this moment, the civil and military officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony were no longer as determined as before. Perhaps the hundred sects competing for the Saint Plane would become a reality.
In an instant, everyone looked at Dong Zhongshu.
"I am Dong Zhongshu," Dong Zhongshu said casually.
"Huff, huff, huff …" At this moment, all the civil and military officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony were panting.
"Let us take a breather!"
This was the thought of all the civil and military officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, as well as Tang Gaozu, Li Yuan.
Although Dong Zhongshu was not as good as the previous three, he was still a Grandmaster of Literature.
What about the other five people?
"I am Wang Yangming."
Hearing this, all the civil and military officials were slightly disappointed.
However, they still looked respectful. After all, the person in front of them had become a great Confucian.
"I am Han Yu."
"I am Zhu Xi."
Hearing two unknown names in a row, at this moment, the civil and military officials' excitement had disappeared.
Only endless disappointment was left.
In this life, it was impossible to see the scene of the hundred sects competing for the Saint Plane.
Even after hearing the name Meng Ke, they only got excited for a while, then calmed down.
They were no longer as surprised and shocked as the previous few people.
During the banquet, Zhou Yang ate to his heart's content.
All the civil and military officials ate absent-mindedly.
Today had brought too much shock to their minds. There were actually four great Confucians who could become Grandmasters of Literature as long as they didn't die.
"Kong Qiu, Xun Kuang, Yan Hui, Meng Ke …" All the civil and military officials looked at them with fiery eyes.
Some civil and military officials even planned to marry their daughters to these great Confucians.
Even Tang Gaozu Li Yuan was thinking about whether to marry his daughter to the descendants of the nine great Confucians.
Then the Tang Empire would be safe for a hundred years.
Tang Gaozu Li Yuan was satisfied that he could bring a hundred years of peace to the future emperors of the Tang Empire.
As for the future, it was no longer his concern.
After the banquet, Zhou Yang and the others were arranged to stay in a luxurious palace near the Imperial Palace.
Tang Gaozu Li Yuan even arranged dozens of beautiful and graceful maids to serve Zhou Yang and the others. It seemed that they were enjoying themselves to their heart's content.
However, Zhou Yang didn't enjoy himself. Instead, he looked at the information about the cultivation system in the world of The Exorcist sent by Tang Gaozu Li Yuan.
The most famous cultivation system of the Tai Qing Palace and Buddhism was divided into nine levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Golden Core, Soul Formation, Body Integration, Mahayana, and Saint Ascension.
The strength of demons and ghosts was also divided in the same way.
The cultivation system of Confucianism was divided into three levels: Grand Confucian, Great Scholar, and Saint Scholar.
The cultivation system of Martial Arts was divided into five levels: Warrior, Martial Spirit, Martial Ancestor, Martial God, and Saint Scholar.
The cultivation system of Martial Arts was divided into five levels: Warrior, Martial Spirit, Martial Ancestor, Martial God, and Saint Scholar.
When Zhou Yang thought of the Myriad World Tavern's cultivation system, he felt even more dizzy.
Ninja System: Genin, Elite Genin, Chunin …
Martial Arts System: Acquired, Innate, Master, Great Master …
Magic System: Sorcerer, S-Level Sorcerer, Super S-Level Sorcerer, Saint Level Ten …
Devil Fruit System, Cultivation System, Zombie System …
He almost couldn't describe the cultivation system of each world now.
Especially the customers in Wanjie Lou, they had many cultivation systems, which were so complicated that it was unheard of.
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