Li Mo glanced at Master Xun helplessly.

It was difficult for him to refuse such a request.

I just want to try it myself, and I don’t mean to break my promise.

So he put the carving knife into the box on the altar table.

Master Xun's palms trembled uncontrollably as he slowly reached for the carving knife in the box.

Under everyone's expectant gaze.

He held the carving knife and lifted it up!

"......"

I’ll mention it again!

"......"

I still mention it!

"......"

The carving knife lay in the box, motionless!

The atmosphere is a bit quiet.

It’s a bit awkward to be quiet!

Master Xun’s old face suddenly lost his composure!

He coughed to break the awkward atmosphere.

He lowered his hand as if nothing had happened and pretended to hit his shoulder.

He sighed:"Oh, I'm getting old and my body and bones are no longer good. Fu Nian, come and try."""zero zero seven"

"ah? I?"

Fu Nian looked at Master Xun blankly.

Uncle Master, you can forget about being embarrassed yourself. Why bother dragging me with you again?

"Why, your body and bones are no longer good?"

Master Xun narrowed his eyes.

The ruler in his sleeve was about to move.

If you dare to say no, I will help you loosen your muscles and bones.

"this......Students obey. Fu

Nian, out of respect for Master Xun and a little afraid of the ruler in his sleeve, bit the bullet and walked up.

First, he asked Li Mo for his opinion and said,"National Master, let the students try it too?""

"Please do so."

This time, the positions of both sides were completely opposite to before.

Instead, Li Mo seemed to be the one with the carving knife.

Fu Nian shook his right hand hard and stretched out towards the carving knife under the attention of hundreds of people.

He Lifting it gently, the carving knife didn't move at all. He tried harder to pick it up, but it still wouldn't move!

No matter how hard he tried or how hard he used it, the carving knife lying in the box seemed to have roots and could not be lifted up at all.

"Ahem, this......Students are incompetent. Fu

Niantan retracted his hand.

He pursed his lips and stepped aside.

The longer he stood in front of the carving knife, the more embarrassed he became.

"Master, the student is willing to give it a try."

As soon as Fu Nian stood back, an impassioned cry for life came from among hundreds of Confucian disciples.

Master Xun and Fu Nian looked at the sound.

A Confucian disciple walked out of the crowd.

He said with a solemn face:"National Master, Master, I am willing to try. Master Xun took a look at him. After thinking for a while, he turned to Li Mo and asked,"Sir, what do you think?"

Li Mo waved his hand and said,"It's up to you. If you want to try it, hurry up.""

It seems that you won't be convinced. I really can't take the carving knife away so easily.

Master Xun turned back to the student who volunteered and said,"Go ahead and give it a try."

Why did he let Fu Nian take the test just now?

Why did he agree to this student's request now?

He just wanted to save some face for Confucianism!

Confucianism has had so many years, so many generations, and so many disciples.

Even including him.

No one could pick up the carving knife.

But today, Li Mo, an outsider who was not a Confucian disciple, picked up the carving knife easily.

Where is the face of Confucianism?

The other disciples all watched in silence.

The disciple walked to the altar table In front of him.

First he bowed to the statue of the Confucian saint.

Everything was normal and there was no crack in the statue.

Then he excitedly reached out to pick up the carving knife.

But when he exerted force, his expression suddenly changed!

He couldn't lift it! Sorry!

"Alas, it is the students who are incompetent."

He took back his hand in despair, like a deflated rubber ball.

The previous excitement was gone!

Under the gaze of everyone, he returned to his position in disgrace.

"Students are willing to give it a try!"

As soon as he stood back, the voice of another Confucian disciple came from not far away.

Master Xun glanced at Li Mo.

Li Mo nodded lightly.

"come on."(To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Master Xun said hello, and the Confucian disciple strode forward.

It was the same as the previous one.

He first saluted Li Mo and Master Xun, and then bowed to Confucianism. Holy.

Finally, he confidently reached out his hand to the carving knife.

However, this confidence lasted less than a breath before he froze.

Under so many eyes, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his face.

"yes......yes......Students are incompetent."

He quickly returned to the crowd, unable to bear the direct gazes of these people.

"Students are willing to give it a try"

"Students want to try it too!"

"Students please help!"

"If the student is willing to take the exam, please ask the national teacher and master to grant it......."

"student......"

"And I......"

Voices sounded among the crowd[]

Just like the raindrops falling on the lake during heavy rain, they are crisp and scattered.

Everyone was in high spirits before going up0.....

When he came back, he was as dejected as a defeated rooster.

Li Mo simply turned around.

This saves Master Xun from asking him over and over again.

You can do whatever you want.

Finally, after nearly half an hour of attempts and dozens of Confucian disciples failing, no one stood up and said they wanted to try again!

"Anyone else want to try?"

Master Xun asked with a stern face, scanning the crowd.

Hundreds of people were silent as if they were mute.

The hopes of those who were lucky were dashed.

Those who did not believe in evil were also slapped in the face by reality after they went up.

Now they don't want to It's not okay to admit it, let alone not accept it!

Because the facts before you have proven that not everyone can pick up this Confucian sage carving knife!

Seeing that no one said anything, Master Xun stroked his beard expressionlessly.

It seemed that He is saying: You have all seen it and tried it? It’s not my problem!

Fu Nian can’t pick it up.

You can’t pick it up either.

We can’t pick it up, only the Imperial Master can pick it up.

So it’s not our problem..

But it is the question of the imperial master!

This boy is inhumane!

Seeing that no one said he wanted to try, Li Mo stepped forward and picked up the carving knife easily.

He turned to Master Xun and said:"Take it too, try it." I've tried it, and if nothing happens, I'll take the stuff away."

Master Xun looked at the carving knife in his hand and shook his beard. His heart was bleeding.

He lost the bet.

The opponent's gun was full of bullets!

"A gentleman must do what he says and what he does must bear fruit. This carving knife......Take it, sir!"

Master Xun 1.7's heart was bleeding.

He couldn't bear to look any more, so he simply closed his eyes.

Out of sight, out of mind.

All the Confucian disciples looked at each other, speechless.

What can be said?

Master Xun did it for Confucianism, for them.

And Li Mo picked up the carving knife under the witness of so many people, which was very convincing.

The crowd consciously made way.

Li Mo held the carving knife in his hand with his backhand and strode out of the ancestral hall.

When he stepped out of the threshold At that time, he looked back at the statue of the Confucian saint.

A vertical crack in the middle of the statue was shocking!

But this crack did not affect the kind attitude on the face of the statue at all.

He still had a smile on his face and watched Li Mo use the carving knife. take away!

"Thank you."

Li Mo stood at the door and raised his hand and fisted at the statue in return.

Click~

The crack in the statue instantly got a little bigger!.

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