Every chapter of the Analects of Confucius was different in length and depth. Furthermore, this was Fang Yun's first time annotating the Sages Classic, so he often stopped midway and touched the stone-fetus blood egg unconsciously, as if he was playing with Pangu. He deliberately chewed and pondered over and over again, going through several drafts.
Fang Yun suddenly froze when he annotated, "Seeing a virtuous man, one must follow his example. Seeing a virtuous man, one must reflect on oneself." He did not immediately annotate the text. Instead, he lowered his eyes and remained silent for four hours before continuing his explanation. Unlike before, Fang Yun's eyes shone brightly, as if he had gained something.
At first, the Snake Python Emperor was still independent and clear-headed, but later, like the other demons and barbarians, he was completely immersed in it. Even when Fang Yun stopped, he had no other thoughts and kept pondering the contents of the Analects of Confucius.
The Analects of Confucius was only ten thousand words long, but each word was precious. Fang Yun's annotations were dozens of times more than the original text, and after revising and pondering, he had only written a third of it after a day.
After three days, Fang Yun finally finished the last chapter of the Analects of Confucius.
Just as important as the chapter "Learn and Practice" at the beginning, the last chapter emphasized the Mandate of Heaven, Gentleman, Propriety, Standing, Speech, Knowledge, and Man, echoing each other from a distance. Throughout the whole book, there was the word "Learn".
Fang Yun repeatedly read the last chapter in a low voice.
"Confucius said, 'If you don't know destiny, you can't be a gentleman. If you don't know propriety, you can't stand. If you don't know speech, you can't know people.'"
Fang Yun already felt that he had overdrawn all his strength when he was annotating the previous chapters. This was because the previous sages' annotations of the Sages Classic could not be completed in a few days. Often, it would take years or even decades to complete a book.
Fang Yun originally wanted to write it separately like he did with the History of Ancient Demons. However, completing the New Annotations of the Analects of Confucius in the Saint Burial Valley would be of great help to him. Secondly, he had a feeling that if he stopped reading the Analects of Confucius now, he might lose a great opportunity.
Therefore, even though Fang Yun felt that he couldn't hold on any longer, he didn't stop. He kept thinking about it and even kept consuming his Saint Qi.
After resting for two hours, Fang Yun picked up his brush and began to lecture while writing the last part of the New Commentary on the Analects of Confucius.
After writing the last full stop, Fang Yun, whose face was pale, let out a long sigh. He then looked up at the sky and listened carefully.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and the huge shadow of the bloody tree could be faintly seen in the clouds.
Nothing happened, not even the sound of saintly path. It would have been better if he had finished writing the first chapter.
Fang Yun sighed softly. He was somewhat disappointed. But when he thought of the translation of the first chapter of the Analects of Confucius, he smiled, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Not long after, Fang Yun actually started snoring, and the snoring was very loud.
Fang Yun was snoring above, and the other demons and barbarians were shaking their heads below. They still hadn't walked out of the New Commentary on the Analects of Confucius and were still studying the meaning of the text.
A few demons and barbarians had even taken out pens and paper to carefully record all of Fang Yun's words, including the content that wasn't suitable to be written in the New Commentary on the Analects of Confucius.
After a full 24 hours, Fang Yun finally woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the familiar clouds covering the sky. His mind went blank for a while before he stretched and slowly sat up.
Most of the demons and barbarians below were sleeping and snoring like thunder. A few of them had strange expressions and looked anxious. They were completely immersed in the Analects of Confucius and were still studying it.
Teaching and learning were different. Fang Yun's energy was more than ten thousand times that of the demons and barbarians.
Fang Yun slowly got up and glanced at the demons and barbarians. He pondered for a moment and looked at the valley. Finally, his eyes fell on the trunk of the blood tree.
When he saw the blood tree before, it was full of violent aura. But now, the surface of the bark was shining with a gentle light like jade. The blood red texture had also become clear. The surface was like a layer of paste, as if it had been washed by an inexplicable force and became purer.
After pondering for half a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun wrapped the Stonebirth Blood Egg in the eggshell and put it into his Sea Swallowing Seashell with other things. Then, he rode the stream and left the valley under the escort of the two incomplete emperor skeletons.
It wasn't until Fang Yun walked out of the canyon that the mesmerized barbarians and the sleeping barbarians suddenly woke up and turned to look at Fang Yun's back.
Fang Yun, dressed in green, stood on the stream's forehead as if he was floating between heaven and earth.
The demons and barbarians suddenly felt that this world was created by Fang Yun. At the same time, they felt a faint admiration for him.
The Snake Drowned Emperor imitated the human race. After getting up, he bowed ninety degrees.
"Farewell, Master."
The other demons and barbarians immediately bowed to Fang Yun and sent him off.
The forest in the distance swayed with the wind like demons and barbarians sending their master off.
Fang Yun's lips curled into a faint smile.
There must be a lot of hidden dangers for him to become a Great Confucian Scholar so quickly. If Half-saint didn't help him, the consequences would be dire. Before entering the Holy Burial Valley, Wang Jinglong had reminded Fang Yun to improve his realm as soon as possible after becoming a Great Confucian Scholar in the Holy Burial Valley. He didn't need to worry about the hidden dangers. At that time, he would help him. At worst, he could recite the scriptures beside Fang Yun for a year and a half. No matter how big the hidden dangers were, they would be eliminated.
However, after writing the Analects of Confucius, Fang Yun felt that all the hidden dangers in his body had disappeared, whether they had been caused before or newly.
For scholars, poems were inferior to essays, and essays were inferior to classics.
Whether it was the History of Ancient Demons or other books, Fang Yun mainly relied on others. However, the New Notes on the Analects of Confucius was different. It was the integration of what Fang Yun had learned over the years.
The process of writing the New Notes on the Analects of Confucius was far more complicated than he had imagined. Not only did he have to organize and summarize what he had learned, but he also had to dig out his memories and deepen them.
The process of writing this book was a tempering process. He had to remove all the impurities in his thoughts and make the essence purer. This was one of the best methods of cultivation.
If he had hesitated before, he wouldn't have been able to finish it in one go. Instead, he would have left hidden dangers in the Holy Burial Valley.
Now, Fang Yun looked at the sky and felt that the world was transparent.
"Next, it would be best if I could make the Moon Tree Fruit Core copy a picture of a ferocious tree. It doesn't matter if I can't. After all, the harvest from this trip to the Tree World is already extraordinary. There are some excellent places in the Tree World in the inheritance of the Venerable Tree and Mount Fu, but they are all too dangerous. With my current strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to get any benefits. There's a high chance that a dragon will turn over and appear in the outside world. With my current strength, I still have a chance to fish in troubled waters.
"Next, I should go straight to the Humans' Blood Graveyard and find the Humans' Holy Mausoleum to complete Mister Jinglong's final task. Unfortunately, the Demons and Barbarians won't let me in. Before I have absolute strength, I'd rather give up the treasures in the Humans' Holy Mausoleum than throw my life away. In that case, I should make a trip to Thunder Weaver Mountain to see how Mister Ye Hongyu is doing. Then, I'll enter the Sky Overhanging River from Thunder Weaver Mountain to see if I can come across the Ancient Demons' sacred items.
"I've already advanced to the third realm and have three incomplete Rulers' skeletons. I already have the strength of a true Ruler. Unless I meet a great expert like a Demon Emperor, no one can defeat me. There's no need to keep a low profile. However, I still need to be careful. If the Demons really prepared many Forbidden Divine Trees and used them on me, I'll be in trouble. "
Thinking about the Forbidden Divine Trees, Fang Yun had a headache. Many amazing geniuses in history were trapped by the Forbidden Divine Trees and couldn't control the world's vitality. They had the power but couldn't use it and eventually died.
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