In the eyes of the disciples of Tianzong and Renzong, Chisong's hand flashed golden light, and a pile of bamboo slips were floating in the air as he walked out of the heart. This pile of bamboo slips was the "On Life in the World" included in the heartzhai, and was also written by Lu Yan himself.
Book, first edition after draft.
The restrictions left by Qiong Xinzi are aimed at disciples below the Dacheng realm, and Chisong has long been at the peak of Dacheng, and has even taken a step towards the realm of heaven and man. Naturally, this rootless restraint cannot stop him.
Everyone saw a pile of bamboo slips shaking erratically in the air, and a burst of dazzling light, like a broken mirror. Chisong used Taoism, and the contents of the scroll formed dense golden inscriptions in the air without any obstruction, so that both sect members could see clearly.
Clearly.
"What, according to what Lu Yan said, the way of heaven is nothing more than this. This, this, how could such remarks be included in the heart of the poor uncle!"
"Ever since our ancestor Lao Tzu, we have advocated letting nature take its course, but Lu Yan said that we should base ourselves on ourselves and treat nature as an external object to understand and even change it. Why do the Renzong have disciples who follow this philosophy to practice?"
"What a joke! Humans are human beings after all, and the Tao of Heaven is the fundamental law. To understand the laws is to learn how to be a human being. How can we understand the Tao if we have not even cultivated our own human nature?"
"You're right. Forcing yourself to conform to the way of nature is in itself contrary to the way of nature. I think Lu Yan's statement is more suitable for public practice and can broaden the scope of Taoism."
"Absurd. The founder Lao Tzu said: If you abandon the sage and wisdom, the people will benefit a hundred times; if you abandon the righteousness, the people will be filial and kind; if you abandon the skillful and profitable, there will be no thieves. If this idea is allowed to become popular, it will not be Taoism in general, but it will be a disaster.
The world."
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"..."
This volume of articles officially met with Taoist disciples, and it didn't take long for it to cause a fierce quarrel between the disciples of the two sects.
In the chaotic scene, Chuanxu looked left and right to watch the reactions of all the disciples, frowning: Chisong, you are simply intensifying the conflict. You are so eager for the two sects of Heaven and Man to formally kill each other so that the Heavenly sect can become the orthodoxy of the Taoist sect.
?!
Chisong closed his eyes slightly and stood quietly with his hands behind his back. The noise of everyone arguing with each other could be clearly heard. He suddenly opened his eyes, Xue Ji sword came out, and a sword energy went straight up to Qian Yun.
"The sky is one and there is no purity."
"stop!"
Chuanxu sensed something was wrong and spoke out to stop it, but it was too late.
Xue Ji's sword energy penetrated the upper clouds through the bamboo slips, and the bronze inscriptions that had just been spread over the sky suddenly collapsed. The only bamboo slips in the world with "On Life in the World" handwritten by Lu Yan turned into dust under the sun.
After completely destroying the bamboo slips that Lu Yan left behind in the Taoist school, Chisong stood firm with a snowflake in his hand, "How can the evil words that deceive people exist in our Taoist school?"
Zhan Lu, the sword of benevolence, was born. Lu Yan failed in the competition with his fellow Confucian Chen Xiao and actually sent a snare to assassinate the opponent. Now, various Confucian schools are trying to remove Lu Yan.
It can be seen that this theory is, after all, just an excuse for Lu Yanxing to pursue profit. It is not too late for the Renzong to rein in the situation at this time. Otherwise, this time's sword debate on the Miaotai will blame me, the Tianzong, for being ruthless."
What?
Qingxu looked at his master in disbelief. Does this mean that Tianzong wants to forcibly annex the Renzong?
The disciples of Tianzong were confused at first. No matter how hypocritical peace is, it is still peace, and there is still a big gap between it and a face-to-face confrontation. However, from this moment on, the two sects of Taoism, Heaven and Man, sharing the same mountain, officially
Declare opposition.
Qing Le stood up and shouted loudly: "The head master is right. The Tian Sect can never sit back and let the Ren Sect continue to be poisoned by Lu Yan's thoughts. Fellow fellow apprentices of the Ren Sect, please stop being stubborn."
"That's right, Lu Yan's plan is simply to dig up the foundation of my Taoism. Tianzong cannot sit back and watch the human sect fall."
"Senior Brother Qingle is right!"
Under a burst of righteous bombardment from the Taoist sect, the Renzong disciples were speechless and kept retreating with low morale.
"Quiet~"
Chuanxu half-squinted his eyes, and the Taoist robe shook out a ripple, and the overwhelming momentum shocked all the Tianzong disciples to shut up.
A bright sword light shone on Chisong's face. Chuanxu held his sword and asked, "Senior Brother Chisong, do you mean that the Tian Sect is going to start a war with our Ren Sect?"
Chisong showed no mercy, and Xue Ji also responded with a murderous response: "If Junior Brother Chuanxu insists on going his own way and still implements Lu Yan's ideas in Renzong, Tianzong will never show mercy."
Sparks flew between the eyes of the two masters. Everyone knew that this sword debate between heaven and man would probably be the most cruel in a hundred years.
…
It was night, Qingxu was preoccupied with the cold wind blowing on the cliff at the back of the sect, and the scene of Lu Yan and himself discussing Taoism here kept replaying in his mind.
Mr. Lu Yan, sent people to assassinate his Confucian colleagues? No, he would never do that. What happened, that things came to this point...
"what's on your mind?"
A cold and erratic child's voice came from behind, and Qingxu knew it was Xiao Meng.
"Uncle Master, why are you here?"
Xiaomeng walked up to him with a straight face and raised her neck, "I asked you first, but you didn't answer me and asked your elders instead. Is this reasonable?"
Qingxu looked at this sharp-tongued uncle, smiled helplessly, and gave the reply: "Today, the master master and Uncle Chuanxu formally issued a declaration of war. This sword debate may cause death, or even
It turned into a war between two sects.”
"Senior Brother Chisong wants to start a war with Renzong, why?"
Qingxu then told Xiaomeng exactly what happened before Xinzhai today.
"That's it. So, the Renzong should be destroyed."
Xiaomeng's reaction made Qingxu stunned. He never expected to hear such words from this twelve-year-old junior uncle.
"Uncle Master, what did you say?"
Xiaomeng had an impression of Lu Yan. Of course it was not a good impression, but a deep humiliation of being bullied by a big one. In addition, Chi Song had told her very early on that it was Lu Yan's influence on Renzong that led to the Taoist
Yu gradually split.
She snorted disdainfully, "Lu Yan is a Confucian, and the great human sect relied on Lu Yan's ideas to finally create the unity of heaven and man, and regarded these ideas as truth. In this way, there is no need to call it Taoism.
Of course the family sect and the human sect should be destroyed."
Qingxu looked away sadly, looked at the clouds in the mountains, and murmured: "Is the view of the sect, the orthodoxy, so important?"
"These are not important, and it is not important what philosophy the Renzong follows. As long as you know that they no longer respect the Dao, then they can no longer exist in the world under the name of the Taoist sect. The Confucian sect, Lu Ziren sect, whatever you want to call them
.”
After Xiaomeng finished speaking, she looked sideways at Qingxu's dim half of her face, remained silent for a long while, showed her wooden sword, and said in the tone of an elder: "Qingxu, come practice sword practice with me."
"Yes, Uncle Master." Qingxu took a deep breath, bid farewell to the sea of clouds at night, and then unsheathed his sword, "Uncle Master, are you practicing your sword here?"
Under the moon, cold frost covers the ground, and the cold wind blows the sea of fog. The unique humidity in the mountains turns into a bone-deep chill at this time of year.
"right here."
Xiaomeng's expression was serious, and the wooden sword brought up a whirlwind, sweeping up countless water droplets in the fog. With a sword, the sword energy commanded the mist, and it was poetic and picturesque.
"This is, the heart is as calm as water. Master uncle is in such a good state that he can actually control water droplets in the fog."
Qingxu didn't like Xiaomeng's speech just now, but his talent was so impeccable that he couldn't help but praise it.
"Uncle Master, please also look at my Wanchuan Autumn Water."
After the words fell, Xiaomeng suddenly felt that all the mist she controlled had lost consciousness and turned into water vapor and merged into the air.
So powerful. His Wanchuan Qiushui realm is far better than mine, and I'm afraid it's close to Senior Brother Chisong. No wonder everyone says his strength is unfathomable.
The wooden sword and the copper sword collide, and the unique sword sound is clear and sweet.
Xiaomeng's fighting spirit was high, her eyes were fixed with the power of her sword: No one else in the sect is worthy of my seriousness. Qingxu, you are a good opponent.