latelenovela Chapter 132 Resonance of the Holy Path
Chapter 132 Resonance of the Holy Path
Chapter 132 Resonance of the Holy Path
In a daze, Ye Ru seemed to enter a strange realm, a realm that was like a clear spring, constantly cleansing his thoughts.
As Ye Ru entered this strange state, some of the scholars in Zhongjie City felt that their previously stagnant path to sainthood was beginning to move forward.
"The National Examination for Children is about to begin. Being able to showcase my talents in such an examination would be a great honor after all my learning."
Kong Hexuan and the others sat around a wooden table, drinking and talking animatedly. Kong Hexuan's face was flushed, and he spoke excitedly.
"Brother Kong is right. This association is indeed a way for us to enhance our literary reputation. I wonder what place we will get."
Meng Qingyang, holding his wine cup with the wine three-tenths full, said boldly.
“Every noble family and powerful clan has sent the most learned scholar in their family to participate. It will definitely be a fierce battle. It’s just unknown who will stand out and bring glory to their family.”
Dong Qi looked at the wine in his glass and smiled slightly.
"I wonder what Chief Scholar Ye is like..."
Click!
Just as Kong Hexuan was about to speak, a strange feeling suddenly came from the book's gall, making him shudder and the wine glass in his hand shattered with a crack.
Then his gaze turned toward the private room where Ye Ru was, his mouth slightly agape, his face filled with disbelief.
Not only Kong Hexuan, but also Meng Qingyang and the others sensed something. They then exchanged glances, their faces filled with shock.
"This is... the resonance of the sacred path?"
After a moment, Kong Hexuan gasped and let out an incredulous sound.
"No way, isn't the resonance of the Holy Path something that can only be comprehended by a Grand Scholar? That's the foundation for advancing to a Saint. Without the resonance of the Holy Path, there's absolutely no chance of advancing to a Half-Saint."
Meng Qingyang's face was still etched with shock as he spoke in disbelief.
"Hmph, that's true, but it's also a high-probability calculation. After all, there was once someone in Wei who experienced the resonance of the Holy Path. However, he was rare in his youth and not necessarily outstanding in adulthood. In the end, his studies were delayed by his father, so he could only reach the level of Juren and could not advance any further. Talking about it today, I can only sigh."
Kong Hexuan wiped his hands, glanced at the shattered wine glass on the ground, and, recovering from his shock, murmured.
"In any case, we should congratulate Brother Ye. After all, this resonance of the Holy Path originated from our Yanhuang Kingdom, which is a great blessing!"
"What are you doing? Brother Ye should be resonating with the Holy Path at this moment. We shouldn't disturb him."
Meng Qingyang stood up, and Kong Hexuan grabbed his sleeve and said in a deep voice.
"I was too excited, I apologize. Brother Kong is right, we should wait first."
……
At this moment, Ye Ru's thoughts were undergoing a transformation. Suddenly, wisps of mist appeared in his mind and then poured into his study.
As the library slowly grew, strange patterns eventually appeared on the surface of its walls.
These patterns depict Confucius lecturing at the Qufu Academy.
Mencius traveled to various states to persuade them.
The Mohists built cloud ladders to compete with the Craftsmen.
Some farmers advocate following the natural order and using the sacred soil of agriculture, known as "Xirang," to benefit the local people.
……
After some time, Ye Ru awoke from the state of resonance with the Holy Dao. When he saw the changes in his book palace, he couldn't help but grin.
The talent stored in such a library is definitely three or four times stronger than that stored by ordinary scholars.
"How about it? Your ability to resonate with the Holy Path is beyond my expectations."
Xiao Bai never expected that his words would enlighten Ye Ru.
"Xiaobai, thank you very much."
A look of joy appeared on Ye Ru's face. As the saying goes, all things return to one. Whether it is the way of the zither, the way of tea, or the way of chess, regardless of size, they are all just ways to step into the ultimate sainthood. There should be no prejudice.
At this moment, Ye Ru had completely eliminated his prejudice against any kind of sacred path, and instead took all ideas seriously.
Ye Ru stood up and stretched, but as soon as he pushed open the door, the scene outside startled him.
"Brother Ye, did you just enter the realm of resonance with the Holy Path?"
The crowd outside the door lingered, and when they saw Ye Ru come out, they all surrounded him.
"That's right, what's wrong?"
Ye Ru glanced at everyone and then spoke.
"Um, Brother Ye..."
Kong Hexuan seemed to hesitate, then gritted his teeth and said:
"Brother Ye, we have a favor to ask. Could you share with us the insights you gained on the path to sainthood during your trip?"
Not only Kong Hexuan, but everyone else also looked at Ye Ru with hopeful eyes.
Although they were just picking up scraps of knowledge, even this little bit could benefit them for a lifetime!
Even years later, the chances of becoming a saint could increase by 10%.
"Why not?"
Ye Ru smiled slightly, which made everyone blush and take out their pens to write it down.
"All things return to one, the great way is simple. The Book of Changes says: 'All under heaven return to the same destination by different paths, and share the same goal through a hundred different considerations.'"
Ye Ru spoke softly, and his words made everyone stop and ponder the meaning of his words.
"Different paths lead to the same destination; all methods lead to the same goal..."
Suddenly, he shuddered, the brush in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, a look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and then he bowed deeply to Ye Ru as a disciple.
“I understand. The teachings of Confucius and Mencius are not the only way. There are three thousand great paths, each with its own way of development. Thank you, Brother Ye.”
Not only Kong Hexuan, but also quick-witted people like Meng Qingyang understood the meaning of the sentence. After a moment, they also bowed to Ye Ru as disciples.
"Gentlemen, there's no need for such formality. I'm merely offering a starting point. If you can understand this, it's thanks to your talents. As the saying goes, 'Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me.' In the future, I will also have doubts while reading, and I'll be sure to trouble you all then."
Ye Ru shook his head and said with a smile, without the slightest arrogance.
"Of course, of course. Now that Brother Ye Ru has come out, and we haven't had a proper meal yet, why don't we choose another table and drink together to thank Brother Ye for his guidance?"
Meng Qingyang and the others nodded, then seemed to remember something and said something.
“This method is feasible. I’ll treat everyone this time. No one is allowed to compete with me, otherwise they’re disrespecting me, Mr. Kong.”
Kong Hexuan laughed heartily, then took the lead and walked towards another private room.
"Brother Ye Ru, let's go."
Seeing that Ye Ru did not move, Meng Qingyang tugged at his robe and said.
"In that case, I shall respectfully comply."
Ye Ru gave a wry smile, bowed, and followed the others into the private room.
The food was already on the table, and everyone ate while discussing the classics and knowledge of the sages. After a few rounds of drinks, Meng Qingyang stood up, his face flushed, and raised his glass to Ye Ru. However, before he could speak, a voice from outside the private room, tinged with sarcasm, drifted in:
"I am unworthy of the title, but I have long admired the name of Chief Scholar Ye. I have come here today to offer my humble opinion. I wonder if Chief Scholar Ye would be willing to grant me this opportunity?"