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1191 Resetting the scriptures

A little earlier, outside the imperial capital, a mouthful of blood suddenly overflowed from Qingxuan's mouth, eyes, ears and nose, which was extremely sudden.

However, following the example of Taihuang Daojun from before, Qingxuan had already been prepared.

He survived the incarnation being executed, which caused the soul backlash and the soul power storm.

However, Qingxuan was in an extremely embarrassed state at this moment. One Qi transforms into three pure beings, which are formed by the differentiation of three souls and seven souls of a human being.

Each incarnation, although it does not damage the root after being worn out, is still extremely important.

After being damaged, it often takes a hundred years to recover. And its own strength will be affected to some extent.

Qingxuan ignored his injuries and held the seal with both hands. It was the group of the nine-character Taoist mantra, "Those who are facing battle should march in groups."

Using this method, he tried his best to recall the scattered soul thoughts, but for ten breaths, Qingxuan could only recover some fragments of the differentiated soul, but he had no memory of being in the closed space of Fenghua Palace.

"The person who killed my incarnation should undoubtedly be Wei Xu from the Cangsheng Dao! He is worthy of being chosen by Xizi as the seat of the Cangsheng Dao. What a ruthless method -"

Taihuang had recovered by this time, but his complexion was still a little pale.

"If I kill you first, must I be trying to hide something?"

"I'm even more curious now. Wei Xu has just entered the realm for the first time! What qualifications do he have to kill you and me with one sword? He didn't even have time to react?"

Qingxuan frowned, with a cold look in his eyes: "Isn't it just the bronze men of the Twelve Towns?"

The bronze man of the Twelve Towns suddenly changed hands and was controlled by Cangshengdao. It also made him curious, but compared to the doubts in his heart, it was secondary to waiting.

"Although Jing Hua Shui Yue has eleventh-level magical power, if he meets a strong person, it can be enhanced to the highest level of thirteenth level. It is also possible."

Taihuang guessed casually, but didn't take it to heart. However, at this time, his heart was inexplicably restless. He always felt that he seemed to have grasped a certain key, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Naturally, Cangshengdao has painstakingly planned this war and will prepare other means to deal with you and me. It's not surprising. Who dares to underestimate Xizi or Xiuguan? In any case, there must be some secret and cannot be seen."

"It's just Li Bie Xue. This time it's probably more of a disaster than a disaster."

Qingxuan didn't have a clue for a moment. After sighing, he looked in the direction of the imperial capital again with complicated eyes.

Although he felt sorry for Li Bie Xue, he had no intention of helping him.

The place of death suppressed by the bronze men of the Twelve Towns. All saints in the highest realm will avoid it for fear of not getting there.

If you enter the city at this time, not only will you not be able to rescue Li Bie Xue, but you may also get caught up with him.

Fortunately, these Zhenguo Bronzemen are clumsy and their escape speed is not very fast. They can offset part of the confusion and magic as long as they have a corresponding formation deployed in advance. They are not completely unable to compete.

"It's not just Li Bie Xue!"

Taihuang shook his head and sighed in the same way: "Dachang, Emperor Yuanchen and Yin Yu are all completely finished -"

The two of them had incredible looks in their eyes, and their hearts felt extremely heavy.

The Great Shang fell. There is no force in the Cloud Realm that can fight against the Great Qian Immortal Court. Even the Shi Family at this time is far from qualified.

As for Li Bie Xue and Zhu Zi, these two supreme saints, one was executed and suppressed, while the other had his foundation shaken and was seriously injured.

In this battle, Cangshengdao Sword Sect almost swept across the entire Yun Realm.

Although there are two of them in the Taoist sect, they no longer have the power to check and balance——

The balance of power and weakness has been completely reversed.

"What happened today is not a bad thing."

When Qingxuan said this, Taihuang immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at his senior brother with a look of surprise and inquiry in his eyes.

"The power of the Cloud Realm is so unbalanced. It's almost time for that person to show up."

"Huh?" Taihuang narrowed his eyes: "Could it be something that Senior Brother Mercy suspected eight thousand years ago? Does that person really exist?"

"It should be true! In fact, compassion aside, I also have this suspicion. However, Taoist Brother, he is too impatient. He is an enemy of that person and wants to push the entire Taoist sect into a state of eternal destruction."

Qingxuan sneered: "So you and I just have to sit and watch today."

Taihuang fell into deep thought. If that person really exists, then it would be a bit suspicious if Mercy has not appeared in the cloud world for eight thousand years——

Brother Mercy, is he still alive?

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Inside the Confucian Temple, Zhu Zi was still sitting dumbly in the Confucian Temple. His eyes, which were originally deep and sharp, had lost all their literary talent.

After a long time, I was awakened by the noisy discussion around me.

"The world has been sealed. I'm afraid that Emperor Yuan Chen will be in trouble."

"Does evil prevail over good? How could a living saint die at the hands of a cowardly king? You are so ridiculous and ironic! We, who are helping Emperor Yuanchen, can also be regarded as the lackeys of that cowardly king——"

"The bronze men of the Twelve Towns have turned against each other. Is this God's will? Is it because our Confucian sect has been detested by God and is the reason for today's difficulties? It is destined that the common people will prosper and our Confucianism will perish?"

"Absolutely not! Even if it is wrong, it is not the ancient sages or Confucian classics who are wrong, but us."

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, how much have we misinterpreted the classics left by the sages? They all say small things, but do we really understand the words of the sages?"

Zhu Zi suddenly became energetic, and the state of mind that was on the verge of collapse regained a little warmth, which relieved the coldness in his chest.

That’s right, it’s far from the time to admit defeat! If you’re wrong, just change it, it’s no big deal.

When I was studying in the past, I also misunderstood the meaning of the scriptures and was scolded by my teachers.

As long as he still has the heart to follow the Tao and his ambition to pursue the best principles in the world, he, Zhu Zi, can eventually wash away the shame of a few days. 1

However, when he was about to make a move, he felt like needles pricking his whole body. Only then did he realize how much today's battle had shaken his foundation.

The injuries on his body at this time, even if he fought with Xiuguan for ten days and nights, would probably only be like this.

Regardless of the pain, Zhu Xi forced himself to stand up tall, still standing proudly.

"There is nothing wrong with the unity of man and nature, and there is nothing wrong with studying things to gain knowledge. There is nothing wrong with benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trust, forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, and brotherhood!"

The cold voice was so deafening that many of the masters who were discussing here stopped their discussions one after another and looked over in surprise.

"What was wrong was that in order to depose hundreds of schools and make Confucianism the only one, we catered to those dynasties and those powerful families, and sacrificed too much. I, Zhu Xi, was also wrong. I'm afraid I really agreed.

The emperor’s words——”

Having said this, Zhu Xi ignored the looks of surprise, contempt, anger, admiration and admiration from all around and smiled.

"I will leave the imperial capital and return to Bailudong for retreat. Confucian teachings are no longer relevant to the world at this time. In order to avoid misleading the disciples, Bailudong Academy will also be closed for twenty years. We will also recruit great Confucians from all over the world and study for great achievements.

Government, redefine the scriptures!"

There was a sudden silence in the Confucian Temple. Most of them were silent, except for some people with admiring eyes.

Worthy of being Zhu Zi, worthy of being a saint!


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