Chapter 1207 The Great Formation of Confucianism and Taoism
At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, deep in the mountains, there is a small village that is destined not to appear on the map of China. The village is very small and there are not many villagers. There are only 81 households. For thousands of years, the entire village has maintained these
There are no more households and no less households.
According to the vague parchment genealogy records in the village, the history of the village can be traced back to hundreds of years ago. During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the ancestors of the village had already taken root in the deep mountains at that time.
No one knows why our ancestors moved here.
The village is called Gujing Village. There is a hilltop in Gujing Village. There is a dilapidated Taoist temple on the mountain called Gujing Temple. The name of Gujing Village comes from this. When the ancestors of the village settled here, there was already a Taoist temple on the hilltop.
That Taoist temple was established, and from then on all the villagers adopted the ancient surname.
The eighty-one old houses of Gujing Village are all built around the hill. They are distributed in an orderly manner, forming a trigram arrangement. Each house's house is a trigram, but this is bizarre.
This scene has never been discovered before.
In an open space in Gujing Village, the old village chief squatted on the ground with a tobacco bag, smoking a cigarette, and then shouted in a very vulgar voice: "Young and old men, come here, come here, listen and say a few words
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The villagers walked out of their homes. Some elderly people came staggering over, some came with children in their arms, and some were carrying rice bowls. The 81 households in Gujing Village, all at home, came to the open space one after another.
After the old village chief took a few puffs from his pipe and pot, he coughed twice and said: "Let's have a meeting, just listen and say a few words..."
The old village chief knocked the pipe and pot, scanned the villagers with his eyes, stretched his neck and shouted: "The whole village, follow me into the mountains for three days!"
After the old village chief finished speaking, everyone in the village, old and young, was stunned and murmured. But then they quickly regained their composure, and then the villagers of Gujing Village began to bring water and food from their homes in a very orderly manner.
, supporting the old man and holding the child, he headed towards the top of the hill. The hill below Gujing Temple faces south and there is a cave that seems to be naturally formed. It is dry, cool and spacious inside. It can accommodate hundreds of people and is kept very clean.
It was a neat and tidy shelter, somewhat similar to a bomb shelter. Hundreds of people from all over Gujing Village moved into this cave on the top of a hill.
Gujing Village became an empty village in a short time, with only domestic animals wandering in the village and no human beings.
In front of Xiang Que, a total of eighteen disciples of the Confucius family quickly surrounded him on both sides. Each of them held a bamboo slip in their hands, with obscure ancient texts engraved on it, and there was a strong sense of sacredness in it.
The spirit of Tao.
"Your Kong family really paid a huge price to besiege me. What they have in their hands must be the hand carvings of your ancestors back then. There are actually eighteen pieces in total. Even if you are the Kong family, the relics of Confucius are
Thinking about it, it’s not much. I’m afraid I’ve taken out a lot of money by taking out so much at once. Mr. Kong Da, aren’t you afraid that these people will take it away and damage the ancestors’ things? How can you be so sure?
Leave me here." Xiang Que calmly put his hands in his pockets and said with a half-smile.
"I personally led the team and assembled the most skilled eighteen disciples of the Kong family, but I still can't stop you, a junior? Xiang Que, how naive do you have to be? Don't think that you can be confident in your hometown in Zhongnan Mountain.
If we don't make complete preparations, how can we go deep into the tiger's den? Even if your master, uncle and Qi Changqing all come here, there will be no one who can take them.
If you stop me, my Kong family will concentrate on dealing with you. Xiang Que, this can be considered a great blessing for you. For thousands of years, our Kong family has never treated anyone so seriously.
The power can make us use all our elites, even if we die, we can still smile." Mr. Kong Da smiled happily and said, "You can't escape with your wings."
Later, Kong Dejing's face turned very ugly, and her hands behind her back couldn't help but tremble. This was passed down from the Confucian and Taoist formations created by Confucius himself. It is said that when Confucius promoted Confucianism and Taoism to the world, although he was deeply
Recognized by the emperor and the royal family, but rejected by many traffickers and pawns
Not happy, there are even many big figures who do not advocate his Confucian theory. There have been people who tried to kill Confucius either secretly or in a big way, but they were all blocked by Confucius and his seventy-two sages.
After returning home, the great formation of Confucianism and Taoism played an important role.
Mr. Kong Da thinks that, let alone Xiang Que who is trapped in this Confucian and Taoist formation, even if it were Zhu Chungang or Yu Qiuyang, he would still be able to do it. If the Kong Mansion in Qufu directly used the power of the Kong family's old house
No one in the world can break into this great formation of Confucianism and Taoism. Now it is a bit of a fuss to deal with a young man like Xiang Que, but because Zhang Qingfang and Zhao Fangzhuo were defeated before, he feels that it is better to be careful.
superior.
"Since you know this is Zhongnan Mountain, don't you see why I am so confident?" Xiang Que smiled meaningfully, and Mr. Kong Da frowned and felt slightly in his heart.
Suddenly, Xiang Que suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. The roar was melodious and penetrated the forest in an instant.
Mr. Kong Da's expression suddenly changed, he waved his hand and said: "Do it"
"Buzz" eighteen Confucius disciples raised their hands at the same time and then waved their right hands. Suddenly there was a tremor in the air, and then someone shouted: "Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the wall..."
·Autumn troops on the battlefield"
"Got the order!"
"Shua" Eighteen bamboo slips were held in both hands, facing each other.
"The horse is so fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt, the strings are frightening, and the king's affairs in the world are settled... and he sends troops to the world," Mr. Kong Da said coldly.
"Kill the enemy!"
Mr. Kong Da then waved his hand and said: "Thousands of miles away, take his head."
"yes!"
Eighteen bamboo slips were thrown out by someone's hands at the same time, making loud noises in the air and slamming towards Xiang Que like a big wave.
"Whoa!" Xiang Que drew out his long sword with his backhand and suddenly swung his arm to slash at the bamboo slip closest to him. However, he found that after the sword struck down, the bamboo slip was as solid as a rock, and there was an unbearable numbness in the tiger's mouth of his hand, "
After a crisp sound of "clang", the bamboo slip was firmly stuck to the back of his sword.
"Pah!" Xiang Que didn't have time to respond, so he threw out the long sword again and the second bamboo slip followed. The sword in Xiang Que's hand was pressed down by a force that seemed to weigh more than ten thousand kilograms. The long sword was hard.
Can't lift it up.
"Buzz"
"Buzz"
"Buzz..."
Several sounds of piercing the air were heard one after another, and several bamboo slips were shot at Xiang Que from all directions.
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