In the Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi, the innate Wu Earth, has improved his magical power since Li Song last cured the ginseng fruit tree. Zhen Yuanzi has a pure personality and does not like fighting. The powerful people in the three realms of heaven and earth say that Zhen Yuanzi is the most free.

On this day, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly opened his eyes, sighed from afar, and said, "Old Friend Hongyun! Others don't understand you, but why didn't I, Zhen Yuanzi? You destroyed the Fajia, let go of the Tao, but in your heart, I am afraid that it will be higher!"

"There are few people in this world who provide timely assistance and many people who take advantage of others. I am afraid that if you do this, many people will act again! Those who are not able to achieve enlightenment will become possessed by the devil, and their future will be many disasters!" Zhen Yuanzi looked worried: "Forget it, since the Three Realms of the Great Desolation, there are only you, Hongyun and Xuanmu. Now, why should I guard this acre of three-point land of my own?"

Outside the window, the lush and lush fruit trees of life rustled under the gusts of mountain wind.

In the palace of Wa, the saint Nuwa was repeatedly fiddling with the innate spiritual treasure mountain, river and country map, and was stunned. Since Li Song came last time, Nuwa has been like this.

Nezha is a boy from Nuwa and is very clear about Nuwa's habits. Whenever Nuwa is uneasy, she will do this. The last time Nuwa's move was the time when the Lich War broke out a long time ago.

"Nezha, do you think I'm wrong in this matter?" Nuwa, who had not spoken for several days, suddenly spoke. Nezha was stunned. He didn't expect that Nuwa's saint would come to ask him, the boy under his sect. He immediately subconsciously said: "The Empress thinks it's wrong, but she is wrong!"

Buddhism, Mount Sumeru, is full of Sanskrit sounds and sandalwood fragrance.

The two saints of Jing Yin Shunti sat upright beside the Eight Treasures Merit Forum, quietly turned their eyes to the distant east, as if they had seen the scene of the Legalists in Kaifeng, the capital of the Song Dynasty. The two suddenly returned to the past.

"Namo Amitabha." Jie Yin gently pronounced the Buddha's name and said, "Junior brother, the dispute between our Mahayana and Hinayana sects in the past is so similar to Xuanmu Island today. Buddhism is really lucky!"

Zhunti nodded and said, "Although the Hongyun Fajia is sympathetic, I can only put this aside for the sake of Buddhism's disaster. Senior brother, this matter must be something I will go on in the future."

In the Eight Scenery Palace, the Taishang Laojun changed his expressionless face, but he felt a little regretful.

"In the past, hundreds of schools of thought in the earthly realm, and hundreds of flowers bloom, but now there is a good opponent missing!" Laojun murmured: "I think with the power of Xuanmu, as long as Xuanmu Island can survive this disaster, your Fajia will have a day to recover. But now, there are only three schools of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism in the earthly realm, how should Xuanmu Island deal with it?"

Since Laojun lost a move to Xuanmu Island in the last time on the chess game on Huashan Mountain in Xiyue, his thoughts have slowly changed...

At this moment, Laojun was thinking, if he was for Li Song, he would be in trouble with internal and external affairs, how could he take action?...

Speaking of the teahouse outside Kaifeng, Kong Xuan saw that his Confucian lineage forced Han Fei to give up and vomited blood and fainted. He was ashamed and shocked and angry. He felt deeply unwilling to his brother Li Song, and he even had the intention of seeking death.

Kong Xuan hurriedly sent his true energy to protect Han Fei. Han Fei then woke up slowly. His eyes were filled with desolation. Looking at the Legal students kneeling on the ground, he looked at Kong Xuan again. He was only filled with tears flowing through him and slid down on Kong Xuan's body.

Han Fei closed his eyes and said, "Uncle Master, Han Fei has been living in pain for thousands of years, not knowing where to come or where to go. The emperor is sorry for the teacher's teachings, and the subordinate is sorry for the Legalists. Why don't you let me go there? It's better to be completely relieved, have no worries and be liberated!"

Han Fei was the one who Kong Xuan watched as he grew up, and he always treated him as his nephew. Even though Han Fei established the Legalists and opposed Confucianism, Kong Xuan always appreciated each other. He smiled and sighed deeply that Han Fei was better than his own.

At this moment, Kong Xuan heard Han Fei's words and saw that Han Fei was so determined to seek death. In a trance, he returned to the scene when he and Li Song and Yunxiao first met Han Fei and his son by the Luoshui River. At that time, Han Fei opened his mouth and smiled at Kong Xuan, how carefree and innocent he was.

I knew the origin of Han Fei and the knot between Han Fei and Li Song, but I watched Han Fei fall into such a situation and watched his brother feel depressed about this.

How could Kong Xuan resist? He roared to the sky, tears flowed down his eyes, hugged Han Fei tightly and said, "You don't have to say anything. It's uncle who is sorry for his brother, I'm sorry for you!"

Kong Xuan turned around coldly and said to the student who had just started a dispute and painted with blood: "Who are you waiting for the two of you? Why do you forget my Confucian morality?"

At this moment, all the Confucian students knew the origins of Confucius, Xuan and Han Fei. They all knelt down on the ground, and they dared not be as arrogant as before.

When the two men saw Kong Xuan asking, they saw Kong Xuan holding the Xuanmu ruler tightly in their hands, and they were murderous. They were afraid that if they were not good, they would have to clean up the door. They were also trembling and scared.

But when the two of them were in danger, they were a little tough. The person who had said before: "Report to the ancestor, his disciple's name is Cheng Yi, and his courtesy name is Zheng Shu." After that, he pointed to the person who was painting next to him and said: "That person's name is Zhu Xi, and his courtesy name is Yuan Hui."

Zhu Xi followed Cheng Yi's words and said, "Report to the ancestor, what we have learned is from Dong Zhongshu Gong's lineage!"

Zhu Xi's words were very meaningful. When Dong Zhongshu was promoting Confucianism in the past, he adopted the strategy of "abolishing all schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone". Zhu Xi said that the two of them followed Dong Zhongshu's lineage and were vaguely exaggerating the attack on Legalists today.

Kong Xuan frowned when he heard this. How could he not know what Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi were thinking? Seeing that these two people were smart and had extraordinary talent and understanding, they were even more stubborn when they debated with the Legalists just now, pointing out the key points of the Legalists. Kong Xuan couldn't help but wondered and just pinched his fingers to calculate.

Suddenly, Kong Xuan's face changed drastically, and colorful light flashed across his face. It took a long time to survive, and bursts of green light rose in the black wood ruler in his hand.

"Well!" Kong Xuan slowly closed his eyes, his expression seemed to be in great pain. He raised the Xuanmu ruler in his hand and said, "I, Kong Xuan, rebuilding Confucianism, and have always been fighting with the heavens. Today, I will go against the heavens again! When you wait for your family, I will send someone to take good care of you!" After that, he raised the Xuanmu ruler in his hand and wanted to kill Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi.

But he heard a "boom" sound, and when the Xuanmu ruler was about to reach the top of Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi, a large green brush stretched out to block the Xuanmu ruler, which was Han Fei's Xuanmu pen.

"Puff!" Han Fei vomited another mouthful of blood. Although Kong Xuan did not use magic power, the two of them had a very different cultivation level. Han Fei smiled miserably and said, "Uncle Master, the dispute between Confucianism and Law has not stopped since the birth of the two families. These two people are just in the game, so let's go!"

Han Fei's cultivation was still low, and he could not be considered the future direction of Confucianism. He was in a trance just now and did not see Kong Xuan's expression. Therefore, he saw Kong Xuan want to kill Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi. He only thought that Kong Xuan felt guilty about him and did this move.

Han Fei did not know Confucianism, but he had a thorough understanding of the Legalists. He knew that the Legalists had been declining since Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty and continued to decline. It was only a matter of time before decline. Therefore, he sent Wang Anshi to the earth to intend to revitalize. Now Han Fei has come to the earth to walk through it and knows that things are irreversible. He was discouraged and lazy and had his previous actions.

Han Fei naturally would not blame the two Confucian disciples. What's the use of killing the Yu Fa family? By chance, he saved Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi.

"God's will! God's will! Daozu Hongjun. Can the will of heaven really be changed?" Kong Xuan looked at Han Fei. He looked at Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi again, and shook his head and smiled bitterly. He murmured to the sky: "I, Kong Xuan, build Confucianism at the three mountain passes of the three mountains, carry out people-oriented everywhere, inherit the people of Dongsheng Shenzhou with benevolence, and let the world have the tolerant and broad mind and pity for the world. Could it be that after the great prosperity now, I, Kong Xuan, will bear the eternal infamy in the future!"

As Kong Xuan spoke, his figure changed and he turned into a kind elder, with his head tied up, wearing a green Confucian shirt, holding a three-foot ruler in his hand. It was Confucius Confucius who transformed into when Kong Xuan promoted Confucianism in the past.

A trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of Confucius' mouth, which made people shocked. Confucius ignored everyone's eyes and was still talking to himself: "Rise and Fall! Rise and Fall! What a rise and fall of heaven! Today, I, Kong Xuan, finally understand what my brother said in the past!"

Confucius turned his head and said to Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi, "How lucky and unfortunate it is to have you and wait for you!"

A sigh came faintly from the void, and then a green figure flashed by. It was Li Song, the leader of Xuanmu Island and the leader of the Confucian and Legal families. Li Song waved his hand and a green aura to help Han Fei heal his wounds. Regardless of the shocked Confucian students, he came to Kong Xuan and Han Fei and said, "Brothers, disciples, the unsatisfactory things in the world, ten **! Xuanmu Island has always been among others, moving forward in the calculations of the way of heaven, but as long as my heart is still there and friendship is still there, why should I be afraid of those ghost tricks?"

Kong, Xuan, Han Fei and others nodded unconsciously!

The first update of the Semen Buddha today is presented first, and there are still ones later! Thank you for your support, friends!

The Buddha of Semen has been updated slowly recently. I admit that my friend scolded me and never found a reason to refute me. Some friends scolded me for not writing well and tended to be self-abuse, and I had nothing to say. No matter what, I made some friends feel unhappy, and it was normal for them to ejaculate.

The Buddha of Sora has no tendency to be self-harm, but the Buddha of Sora will definitely be loyal to his own ideas. Since this book involves Chinese history, the sufferings after the Tang Dynasty in history must be carried down. For those friends who want to be extremely y-like, the Buddha of Sora can only say one regret, and this book may not be suitable for you!
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