"Even Jiuxuan Guizang asked about the divine thunder, it was useless. He was really a pure and honest body, a true sage in the world! So what are we doing today?"
"Pure and goodness? Haha, it's really ridiculous, ridiculous! Even the three ancient saints could never be safe in Jiuxuan Guizang's divine thunder tribulation. Absurd, nonsense-"
"Since Emperor Gan is a saint in the world, what do we think of? The national policy of the big karma is incompatible with my Confucian teachings, and is completely different. However, over the past ten years, the prosperous scene has appeared. Old people have something to support, If the young have a support, the country is prosperous and the people are safe, and the disaster is not chaotic. In the capital, everyone will have rich clothes and food. Even the three ancient dynasties ruled, it is not like this!”
"Are we really waiting for the wrong way? The Confucianism has passed down 16,000 years of teachings, which are all wrong."
"That one is the saint! He is the saint who is recognized by heaven and earth. Jiuxuan Guizang asked about the safety and safety of the divine thunder! It is flawless and flawless, pure and honest. How can it be that one who is wrong-"
"I'm afraid that the one who is wrong is not the Confucian school, but the lineage of theory and religion!"
This sound rang out from the noise and chaos, but immediately overwhelmed the others, as if deafening, causing a silence in the Confucian Temple.
The one who is wrong is not the Confucian school, but the principles and religion!
The Confucian school was passed down from the Three Saints, and was also recognized by the world and recognized by the world. Naturally, there is no mistake in the eyes.
If Confucianism wants to pass on the continuation, then what is wrong is naturally the only other ones-
Zhu Zi's face turned pale, but he never scolded him again. His prestige has been shaken. Unless it is Zong Shou's death god, he asks about the power of the thunder tribulation, then no matter how it is, it cannot be saved.
At this moment, he looked blankly and looked at the direction of Fenghua Palace. The 20,000 righteous spirits still covered the sky. However, under the background of the pure white king's aura of Zongshou, there was no other way. He rebuked all evil and destroyed the pressure. The power of power.
"Is this what you want?"
The sect stood proudly in the void, took a deep breath before sighing.
Although his eyes were wandering and he looked straight ahead, Zhu Xi knew clearly that Zong Shou's words were about himself.
"It's a pity that God doesn't bless you! Shen Xiao asked about the heart, I was lucky enough to be fine-"
Zong Shou said, and looked at the sky again. The 20,000 shaking havoc. His eyes were filled with cold and ironic expressions.
"But you wait, don't feel ashamed? The righteous spirit is born from the heart, study hard in the cold window to understand the way of the world and understand the principles of the world. Therefore, you can keep your heart and keep your way and nourish your righteous spirit. However, today, you dare to speak without any shame. In the heart?”
Just as he was speaking, the sound of dragons roaring and phoenixes became more and more vigorous and clear.
Under the impact of this pure white king's aura, a trace of black spots appeared faintly in the 20,000 great white aura. It seemed that the white paper dyed with lacquer faded into water, and showed filth inside.
Zong Shou suddenly laughed and shook his head and said, "It turns out that you are not really morally perfect, a gentleman. In fact, he also has his own selfish thoughts, his own **, and he has done evil things. But since that's the case, you have also had them. What qualifications do you need to be pure and kind, abide by Confucian etiquette and moral codes? They say that you do not want to do to others. Do not do to others. Have you ever done it?”
In just a moment, thousands of great auras dispersed. Some thoughts were stimulating and difficult to maintain, or they felt guilty and took the initiative to take back.
And Zong Shou's voice continued.
"For the sake of preaching tradition and punishing me, a rebellious king, I do not hesitate to join the demons and regard the 18 million people in the imperial capital as grass. Is this what your Confucians do? Just because of what I do and what I do
The national policy deviates from the principles of your Confucianism. So even if you sacrifice the life span of these 8 million people, you will be punished? It is just because in your eyes, the principles of your Confucianism and the reputation of your Confucianism.
The passage is far above the lives of these people? After studying things to know, Zhu Zi, you think that the world cannot escape the word "reason". No matter how big the world is, it is not as big as the word "reason". However, I don't know that what you, Zhu Zi, follow, is your own.
The truth is it or the truth of the world?”
Zhu Zi's heart suddenly tightened, and there were blue veins between the corners of his forehead. However, at this moment, he didn't know how to react.
It is only because of this that Fenghua Palace was a sage! The purest and most good saint, recognized by the world!
So no matter what Zong Shou said, it is right! No matter how Zhu Zi refuted it, it is useless and pale and powerless—
Besides, I am really right to persist in this body?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Zhu Zi's divine thought began to shake.
Not only is the turmoil of the Taoist foundation of one's body, but even the mighty aura that came from outside also showed a hint of black aura. It was no longer as grand and majestic as before.
"Ha! It turns out that even you, Zhu Zi, cannot do it! You have unspeakable thoughts in your heart, and you have unsuppressed desires. You have done things that will regret for the rest of your life, and you cannot fully follow your own principles. This is you
As I said, keep the laws of heaven and destroy human desires? If you talk about being open-minded throughout your life, it turns out that you are not as good as my righteous brother-in-"
As he spoke, everyone noticed that Jin Buhui was so upright that he was pure white and clean, without any filth. At this time, he was far better than Zhu Xi and even better than the 30,000 great scholars in the imperial capital.
Only Jin Buhui is still confused and still doesn’t know what happened.
Zong Shou sneered, but he had already put away his sarcasm and sarcastic words, and said in a plain tone: "Since you are not dressed in yourself, how can you correct people? How can you educate the people? How can you dare to say that Confucian doctrine is the orthodox world?"
A gentle sentence caused Zhu Zi in the Confucian Temple to stir up the qi and blood in his chest, and he vomited another mouthful of blood.
It is composed of essence and blood, and the color is purple and gold. At this moment, Zhu Zi was even more dim and gray in his energy, and was almost dying.
At this time, all the Confucian temples, Imperial Academy, the Censorate, and Hanlin Academy in the Imperial Capital were all ashamed.
Twenty thousand feet away from the Imperial Study Room, Qingxuan was also watching this scene in a daze.
After a long time, he said blankly: "This Zhu Xi is over. Unless there is another saint recognized by Emperor Qian or a world-renowned saint, the situation of great decline is destined-"
No matter whether the sect is presided over today, whether it is life or death, it cannot change the Confucian school and the situation of decline.
It is because today, the Confucian scholars that have been persisted in 16,000 years of doctrines and classics have been completely shaken by the sects.
It is because of that person, the sage of the world! The way of sages is naturally correct.
Taihuang was thinking about the reason. After a while, she frowned: "Is it the black unicorn of Taishi Demon Lord? Just subdue it, there is indeed some possibility of black and white good and evil. However, even if there is an infinite end
The initial supernatural powers are never possible. Unless there is a higher level of great Taoist principles, which are the links of media. Is this fundamental method that the sect adheres to is actually not the infinite beginning and end—”
Xu Fu listened quietly and couldn't help but squint his eyes. If it were just a pure and immeasurable ending, it would naturally be impossible to make good and evil Qilin coexist. So what kind of secrets are there in Zong Shou?
Qingxuan knew the meaning of Taihuang, but his lips were gone and his teeth were cold. The Taoist and Confucian families worked together for thousands of years, and once one fell, the other would definitely feel difficult.
But even though he knew the meaning, Qingxuan still shook his head: "This method is useless, even if Zhu Zi reveals the mystery in it, so what? People will only think that this is the will of heaven. Otherwise, why would there be Shenxiao asking about thunder? Why is there a black and white Qilin
, protect his body? All the persons and their bodies are protected by heaven."
Tai Huang took a deep breath: "So, today's sect guards must be punished? I'm afraid that the 30,000 great scholars will be enemies of you and me."
Qingxuan smiled bitterly. For the Taoist sect, it was really the case. He must never allow the sect to be guarded and live in the imperial capital.
But in Zhu Zi's view of Confucianism at this time, I am afraid that no matter what, it would need to protect Zong Shou's life.
As long as the Zongshou is still alive and the sages are still alive, then everything has the opportunity to recover, correct and re-prove.
However, if the Zongshou died, then everything will be finalized. The division of Confucianism will become a final decision.
Zhu Zi, the Confucian Temple, and even the Bailu Cave Academy, in the eyes of the world, will only be the culprit for the unjust killing of truly loyal ministers, joining forces with the demon Daoxiao to make the death of the sages and wise kings in the world.
"Anyway, act according to the opportunity-"
Qingxuan's eyes were solemn. At this time, the divine object that could make Li Biexue become a Taoist, and Xu Fu next to him, were no longer important.
"That Emperor Shang Emperor, I am afraid that I want to kill this son even more than me."
But when he said this, Qing Xuan saw that Xu Fu's face still seemed to be smiling from the perspective of his eyes.
My heart suddenly sank and I couldn't help but wonder. What is Xu Fu's support and is so confident?
At this time, Yin Yu's face was also gloomy as water, like a dead person, and extremely ugly.
Looking at the vast pure white king's aura, the shadow of the dragon and phoenix that shook the sky.
Yin Yu's eyes were filled with undepressed jealousy and anger.
Saint Lord? A sage in the world? Then what is his Yin Yu? Is he a foolish and mediocre master?
At this time, I felt even more dazzling, but I still felt that Jin Buhui.
The great spirit shines in the sky. It is pure and upright, leaning down on the heaven and earth, without any guilt. It makes all the 30,000 great scholars feel ashamed of themselves. It also makes Zhu Zi seem to be dim.
This is a pure Confucian who is loyal, kind and pure, and is truly close to the sages. So what is the act of killing loyal ministers by yourself wrongly?
Zuo Xin's face was even more ashamed, his hands and feet were cold, his heart tightened, and he almost stopped beating.
The one who is wrong is his master, not his disciple Jin Buhui.
It is almost imagined that after today, all the children of the Confucian clan will regard him as a treacherous slander who accused loyal and kind, and will be a enemies and lose all their reputations.
How can this be? How can this be?
Yin Yu first reacted: "I'll ask the national teacher to kill this evil spirit for me!"
"This is my duty!"
Li Biexue responded coldly, but when he looked at Zong Shousun, who had recovered from his injuries, he still had a slight annoyance in his eyes. Zhu Zi of the Confucian school really did not succeed enough to make a mistake!
Originally, Zong Shou had been seriously injured and dying, but now he has not only recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation has also improved. It also takes a lot of hands and feet to waste time.
The key is that the infinite magical powers of the end and end are thirteen-level supreme, which is quite tricky.
But at this moment, he saw the relief on Zong Shou's face and the cold murderous intent.
Then the twelve bronze men in the country behind him suddenly moved and punched them together!