Duke Ru lost another person.

The chess game dissipated, and countless roads under her feet were like frightened snakes and insects, scattered and fled back to their original position.

After the blink of an eye, the ground returned to its former state, but became even more messy.

In the famous sect camp, only Matsuo and the remaining Confucian master were left. The fifth one was gone, and it was so sad.

However, the two of Makino and the others had a firm expression and had no intention of giving in.

Seeing this look, the son of the Zongheng family was sure that the other party was going to fight to the death.

This is just right, he can do it with the utmost without worrying about the other party escaping, and it will take a lot of effort to chase and kill.

"Makino, can you die with pride when you see all your companions die?"

The son of the Zongheng family spoke, "Why don't you take the lead by taking them to die?"

"shut up!"

The remaining Confucian Duke shouted loudly, "It is our glory to be righteous and benevolent. Those who go first will only be grateful to Mr. Muye for giving the opportunity to them without any resentment!"

"You and other evil theories do not know the great way of the world, and try to provoke discord, which is ridiculous."

What I mean is that if you don’t understand the spirit of my famous teachings, don’t scheming it in a clumsy way.

"OK!"

The son of the Zongheng family nodded, "Today I know why in ancient times, you three families wanted to destroy our hundred schools of thought in order to compete for the position of showing their academic status?"

What he said was an ancient case.

According to legend, in ancient times, hundreds of schools of thought emerged, showing a blooming posture of flowers blooming, but there were many schools, so it was impossible for them to become extrinsic scholars in the end.

The so-called extrinsic learning is a school that promotes the world, allows the world to know, and is widely accepted by talents from all over the world.

Before becoming a school, no school has such an influence and at most it has the advantage in some areas.

Since the end of ancient times, there are only three schools of exoteric Buddhism, namely Taoism, Buddhist Buddhism and famous Buddhism, and the same is true now.

In order to compete for the position of showing off one's academic career, hundreds of schools of thought were destroyed, and only three were left.

When the son of the Zongheng family thought of this, they gritted their teeth. This was an irreconcilable blood feud.

Since their revival of the hundreds of schools, they have been obsessed with it. In addition to taking revenge, they have also regained the qualification to be a prestigious scholar.

Otherwise, why did you participate in the election of Emperor Dai Tian and serve Yuan Ming?

"The hundreds of schools of thought have their own reasons, and no one can convince anyone?"

"Spirits and magical powers are all for protecting one's own knowledge and principles. If the debate fails, destroy the other party!"

"In ancient times, it was not that my Zongheng family's knowledge lost to you, but that our ancestors were killed!"

"Makino, this is your method."

"Now, you must use the same trick again, choose the emperor on behalf of God, and re-occupy the future luck of Xianxue?"

The son of the Zongheng family said firmly, "I am here, I am delusion!"

"Today, you are all going to die here. When I assist Emperor Yuan Mingtian to return to my throne, I will burn your famous sects and destroy all the intellectual heritages of the famous sects."

"You say we are fallacies, so I will also throw you into another book in the future and denounce famous religions as fallacies."

Mr. Makino's face was cold, "Son of the Zongheng family, your words are simply crazy."

"The straitors should be exterminated a hundred times just by your words."

"Forget it, the words are useless, let's do it again."

The son of the Zongheng family was not in a hurry to do something, but questioned.

"Your famous religion and your voice are all the great ways of heaven and earth, human ethics, and pretending to be hypocritical, despised and despised magical powers."

"I'm very curious. One day, your famous sect's supernatural powers will be cut off. How can you protect your knowledge?"

Mr. Makino replied calmly, "Justice is in the hearts of people. As long as my name and teachings are deeply rooted in people's hearts, even if there is no supernatural powers forcibly promoting it, it will be supported by ordinary people from generation to generation, and regard it as a treasure of the most rational things."

"You are so confident."

The son of the Zongheng family sneered and decided not to talk nonsense to him and to eliminate it directly from the physical level.

"Makino, no matter how you talk about Lotus, you won't see the future situation."

The son of the Zongheng family suddenly raised his big hand and pointed it at the top of Makino's head.

"Wait for a lifetime!"

Mr. Makino opened his sleeves, and countless books came in a flood, piled up around him, and soon he was above his head.

These books unfolded in the wind, with rich ink and light released soaring into the sky.

The big hand of the son of the Zongheng family was blocked by these books and rolled in the air for several weeks, as if he had encountered a transparent barrier and could not fall down for a long time.

"Hehe, your book is not good, how can you see the golden house, the beauty of the yellow stone, the thousand-headed rice?"

The son of the Zongheng family chuckled, without any sense of frustration.

"Absurd, the books of sages are comparable to these vulgar things?"

Mr. Makino scolded, "A moral article can be worth a thousand pounds. How can a mere gold, silver, wealth and sex be compared!"

"Gold, silver and jewelry can win people's hearts. Can you do these broken books?"

The son of the Zongheng family said, "The famous religion is old and keeps the old and concise, no wonder one day is worse than another!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless gold and silver treasures flew out of his palm, instantly turning into an ocean, flooding the sea of ​​books around Makino,

Mr. Makino's eyes were closed, suppressing the books around him. The walls of book were as solid as chicken soup, resisting the impact of countless gold and silver flowing.

"There is not enough money, there is still women and official positions!"

There were countless graceful backs appearing around the flowing gold and silver, and the official hats and seals flew around, all of which were constantly rushing to the walls of book guarding Makino.

However, looking at the situation, the book wall is in danger and may collapse at any time, revealing the inner Matsuo.

"It's all ridiculous, it's all ridiculous!"

The voice of the son of the Zongheng family became increasingly sharp, "Your famous sect is at the top of your position, guarding the important positions of the court, and you have everything you need."

"As a result, I persuaded the people of the world to eat braised vegetables, sell their children and daughters, be willing to stay in poverty, die of hunger and exhaustion, and use the so-called etiquette, absurd and hypocritical morality, and nonsense poetry and books to cover up your evil deeds of being fattened by others!"

"A broken book, you can't eat when you are hungry, you can't wear it as a clothes when you are cold, and you can't use it as a quilt when you are sleepy!"

"I really think that if I study hard, I can understand the great ways of the world, so that the people can have food and houses, so that there will be no more disputes in the world, and no more evil thoughts?"

"I am a wise man and know that the world is full of chaos. You have to go deep into it to solve it. It is better than your famous religion, who deceives you, talk about your heart and mind, talk about drinking water!"

The mood of the son of the Zongheng family was infinitely elevated at this moment. He looked at Makino Gong with contempt and disdain.

"The return of hundreds of sons is a flood from heaven, washing away the world that has been messed up by you."

"Washing up all the dust, removing all the filth, and rebuilding the world from nothing to something on a ruin, is the best ladder for the Emperor of Heaven to return to the throne."

"You old people, you, are unwilling to withdraw, so let me act as a broom to clean up all of you."
Chapter completed!