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Chapter 300 God's will is high and difficult to ask since ancient times, you should replace God's he

The sun rises high in the sky and shines on all things.

The heavy snowfall earlier has gradually stopped, leaving only a thick layer on the ground, which is still gradually melting under the warm sunshine.

Ji Qiu went to Tian's invitation, already knowing what he was doing, but he didn't expect that Qi Wang Palace's blood shadow Qi Qianren was really aggressive, so he had no choice but to kill him easily.

Afterwards, Wang Wei enveloped Linzi, but was stopped by Li Er's manifestation of purple energy that filled the sky. Out of some scruples, King Qi did not completely break up with him.

In this situation, Ji Qiu originally wanted to leave.

But thinking that Mo Zhai, Han Fei, Li Er and other great sages were so helpful, he went back to Jixia first.

I want to formally bid farewell to Meng Ke with the wine sacrifice.

Then, follow the call of the boiling blood, go to the ancient land of Sanjin, go to the depths of the sea, and find the sunken ancient city made of bronze and black iron again.

Wait until everything is ready.

This is the final outcome to settle the disputes across the land!

Jixia.

After walking through the long road surrounded by greenery on both sides, and walking past the 128 mahogany attic buildings where various scholars left their names, Ji Qiu arrived at the main hall of this academy.

The man who once single-handedly created the Jixia Academy’s ritual wine, Mr. Mencius and Meng Ke.

At this time, he was quietly waiting for his arrival on the side of the corridor.

He was no different from before. He still had a gentle face and an old man in a gray shirt. He was now holding his hands behind his back, as if he had known he would come.

Seeing the young man covered in dust, a murderous look lingered on his brows.

Meng Ke took a look and nodded slightly in front of the corridor:

"Good means."

"Qi Qianren, a close servant of the King of Qi, is famous in Linzi. All the ninety-six major cities in Qi know his name as the governor. He can be said to be the most powerful person among the descendants of the divine blood!"

"He served the King of Qi for hundreds of years, attacking Northern Yan and Southern Chu. He drank the blood of countless contemporaries with one sword, and his reputation was great!"

"But I didn't expect that I would be beheaded by Mr. Ji in a heavy snowfall."

After blowing a breath, Meng Ke sighed leisurely:

"Ordinary people who have never been taken seriously have taken off the head of the noble god-blooded minister. From today on, Mr. Ji's reputation will spread all over the world!"

The old man's tone was somewhat mocking.

Ji Qiu paid no attention to this. He just lifted up his sleeves and robe, cupped his hands and said:

"Meng Jijiu was joking."

"Beheading the envoy of King Qi by mistake is tantamount to slapping the King of Divine Blood with your own hands. Afterwards, Jixia and Mr. Li were asked to take action and confront the palace on my behalf."

"Ji Qiu feels really guilty."

"Nowadays, the situation in Qi is turbulent and unpredictable, and my existence is nothing more than a fuse, provoking the sensitive nerves of the King of Qi all the time."

"Perhaps, one day in the future, he will take action to embarrass Jixia because of me."

"Therefore, Ji Qiu is here to say goodbye."

After Ji Qiu finished speaking in one breath, the old man in front of him was not surprised.

On the contrary, Mo Zhai, who had followed all the way, raised his eyebrows and was slightly dissatisfied:

"Didn't you tell me everything on the road before?"

"Ji Xia will not let Mr. Ji take it easy because of this kind of thing. Doesn't the Taoist's action reflect our attitude?"

"Just stay here at Jixia. Unless King Qi makes up his mind to wipe out Jixia, until that day comes, this place will always be the supreme academic holy land, and no one will be allowed to desecrate it!"

Mo Zhai's words were fierce, and it was obvious that he had an extremely firm attitude toward Ji Qiu regarding this matter.

On the contrary, Meng Ke, who was usually more gentle, waved his hand gently:

"Calm down your temper, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Ji Xiaoyou, please elaborate?"

The old man's eyes were always so calm, as if he would never be angry.

Ji Qiu has never seen Meng Ke in a hurry. He is always so kind, which is different from the master who is tall and majestic, who knows how to reason, and Li Er who follows nature and comprehends the wonderful way all day long.

He seems to have such a personality.

In response, Ji Qiu once again responded: "It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books."

"For more than a year, I have read and read all the hundreds of schools of thought in Jixia, and integrated them into myself. The rest is to imitate the sages and travel all over the world."

"When the thousand sails have passed, I think it will be the time when I set foot on the top of the mountain."

These words were a bit arrogant.

After all, in the final analysis, he is just a young man who has not yet reached the crown.

However, Jixia Jijiu in front of him chose to believe him.

Meng Ke smiled.

To be honest, if this kind of words were spoken by any young man, Meng Ke, who was serving as a sacrificial wine, would not hesitate to scold him, saying that he was disrespectful.

But only Ji Qiu would not say that to him.

This is certainly not because of Ji Qiu's status and strength that is almost on par with him before.

He said this just because he had seen how terrifying this young man's talent and rigorous knowledge had reached.

The so-called saints can never do what they say.

"Go ahead."

"I believe you."

Meng Ke stepped forward and, as an elder, patted Ji Qiu on the shoulder.

As a sacrificial wine that single-handedly led him to the gate of Jixia.

His action also meant that he agreed to Ji Qiu's request.

"Then, Ji Qiu would like to thank Master Jijiu."

"Comrades, I will say goodbye to you one by one."

"After leaving Jixia, I will travel lightly and leave Linzi as quickly as possible so as not to attract the attention of King Qi and those ancient people."

"Ji Qiu is really ashamed for having caused so much trouble to Jixia, so he will wait until he becomes enlightened."

"I will definitely come back one by one!"

Before entering the attic along the ancient corridor, this brief meeting had already come to an end.

Seeing the young man's steady behavior and turning back without any hesitation, Mo Zhai was speechless:

"Old Man Meng, are you confused again?"

"Where in the world is there a better academic holy place than Jixia!"

"I, a Mohist, traveled far and wide, and my eyes and ears were all over the seven countries. Mo Zhai also traveled all over the world with a giant sword. I even went to Haojing where the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty offered sacrifices."

"How could I not know the dire straits beyond Qi Di?"

"At least there is Mr. Li who can keep him here in Jixia, but what if he gets out of Qidi?"

Over the course of hundreds of thousands of years, hundreds of schools of thought and countless sages, who could reach the status of semi-saints or even saints, can only be counted with two palms.

In Mo Zhai's opinion, Ji Qiu was still too young even though he was extremely talented and not inferior to the leaders of the school.

He has never really seen the cruelty of this world, and Mo Zhai was afraid that he would not understand.

I'm afraid that after he leaves this study environment, he will retreat instead of advancing!

However, at this moment, Meng Ke glanced at him:

"Don't be so hasty yet."

"Master once told me some secrets. Those are the clues that only Ji Xiaozi can see when he is weak."

"So in my opinion, he has his own considerations when he comes out. It may be a blessing rather than a curse."

"It is a good thing to take a look at the real world, because if you don't step into the reality, what you pursue will always be smoke and mirrors, and they will all be false."

"And, then again"

"Do you think, if the master has not returned yet and Li Er is the only one to deter him, how can the King of Qi be restrained and not kill an ant?"

The old man spoke in an understatement.

Mo Zhai frowned at the right time.

Then only in the electric light and flint,

His palm rested on the hilt of the sword.

Black and white colors emerged, and the sword light cut through the corridor!

The leader of Mohists once said.

He doesn't like to use force and sword to solve problems.

But this matter should not be discussed except in the debate with Jixia Jijiu.

In the past, when he used his sword, even if Mencius took even half a step, he was always called the second person in the Confucian lineage, second only to the Master, and it would be impossible for him to resist.

But right now,

His black and white sword was mixed with sword energy. He only took out the scabbard and was gently held by an old-looking hand:

"Now, do you understand?"

Bang!

The yin and yang disappeared, and the heaven and earth returned to their original beauty.

Mo Zhai took a step back. Although he had expected it, he was still shocked by such a huge disparity.

After a while, the middle-aged man in black finally realized what he was doing, and he immediately sheathed his sword.

"No wonder."

"The King of Qi is the king of divine blood. Even if he is corrupt, he is still not afraid of his ordinary peers. In addition, there are two ancient ones in Qi. Although they only swear allegiance, they may not help the King of Qi, but these factors are also

We can't make him lose face."

"Unless he concludes that if he takes action, he may not be able to achieve what he wants to do in a short period of time."

"Coupled with the fact that the hero is late, he is not completely sure and does not choose to take action. It is really understandable."

"Your appearance and Ji Qiu's inference make sense."

"Look at it this way"

Mo Zhai looked at Linzi Palace with a complicated expression.

"That person's mood, if you think about it, is a bit mixed."

"It's just a pity that although the establishment of Jixia cannot be separated from his contribution, but he only pursues power while abandoning the fundamentals. It is tantamount to abandoning the foundation and chasing the last. How can I obtain the extraordinary origins of hundreds of schools with this kind of mentality?

Dacheng?"

"It's nothing more than a mirror and a moon in the water!"

Let it go with a little emotion.

Mo Zhai looked deeply at Meng Ke. For the first time, he did not make any argument. He just patted his sleeves in the breeze and performed an ancient ritual in a dignified manner when the warm sun was shining and the heavy snow had not disappeared:

"Congratulations to Confucianism."

"Another sage has been added!"

When the old man saw this, he also responded solemnly.

After giving up, he looked at the direction Ji Qiu was leaving and then said:

"The path pursued by everyone is different."

“Other people’s plans may seem best, but they may not be suitable for everyone.”

"Master, Li Er, you, me, or other famous scholars from hundreds of schools of thought, the paths of each of them are actually impossible to repeat."

"You should trust them yourself."

"Just like you believe in your own Word."

Jixia Academy has one hundred and twenty-eight vermilion pavilions, and there are fifty-nine scholars from one hundred schools of thought.

Ji Qiu bid farewell to Li Er, resigned from his colleagues, packed his bags lightly, and set out on the road to leave Jixia.

During this process, he remained extremely low-key and did not attract attention.

Not long ago, Qi Qianren was beheaded. Although the King of Qi did not take action for some reason, for Ji Qiu, this vast land of Qi was already beyond Jixia and it was difficult to move forward.

It is estimated that within a few days, the wanted notice and announcement will spread throughout the ninety-six major cities in Qi, offering a reward for his good head.

Although Ji Qiu is not afraid of those troubles.

But if there really is an unknown amount of divine blood coming to hunt, or if unnecessary variables are caused, he may not be able to live smoothly.

Therefore, it is better to leave quietly and leave early.

When the great road is completed and you come back in a dignified manner, who dares to say anything?

Walk with control of the air, hold your breath and concentrate.

The young man with handsome features stepped out of the Jixia threshold, then looked back, watching the many bachelors coming and going, but did not notice the many bachelors who stopped by his figure, and suddenly smiled.

The steps of this life have finally been taken.

Shaking his head, no longer feeling nostalgic, he took one step forward, and it was as if the earth had shrunk into a talisman, and the world was so close to him.

He quickly passed through the outer city, which looked particularly dilapidated compared to the inner city, and was filled with sea salt and fishy smell everywhere, and walked to the bank of the Weishui River where the rolling waves first opened his eyes.

This river and sea, which runs from north to south and reaches most of the land, is still as it was at that time, and does not change with the movement of heaven and earth.

Standing at the highest point upstream of the river.

The young man stood facing the wind, dressed in hunting clothes, looking at the city of Linzi, which was getting smaller and smaller in his eyes, with a pair of clear and bright eyes.

It contains the vicissitudes of several generations, as well as various insights that came from standing in this world, studying hundreds of classics, and discussing Taoism with great sages.

"The movement of heaven is the alternation of the four seasons, year after year, without interruption or error."

"The way of heaven has been difficult to ask since ancient times!"

"What we pursue in practice is to reach the pinnacle, to reach a level comparable to this kind of providence."

"What you pursue on the road is the Tao."

"In my second life, in order to get Master Zheng to take a look, I used the words of my ancestors to win his shock. However, at that time, I was actually looking at flowers in the fog and didn't understand much about it."

"It was not until later that I pursued peace, revolutionized the world, purified the world in the third life, recreated the way of humanity, and listened to the opinions of hundreds of schools of thought in this life and understood the principles of various schools of thought."

"It was in the process of refining Qi to become immortal that I truly discovered my own 'Tao'."

"Now that we have cultivated, actually, 'Taiping' is no longer enough to cover them all."

"What I want to do is to use myself as a measure to formulate rules for this world!"

"The dynasty is decayed, so I hold high the flag of peace and overthrow it!"

"There are demons in people's hearts and demons in chaos, so I want to clear them all out and rebuild the world!"

"And if the blood of the gods is in power in this world, and the holiness reigns supreme in the nine heavens, then what should I do if I feel unhappy?"

"Of course, completely break away the shackles that bind the world!"

"Otherwise, how can we deserve to come here for a visit?"

Looking at the sea in autumn, I have a clear understanding in my heart.

And that literary heart that Zhang Zihou had judged impossible to grow again in his previous life suddenly swelled and beat, and then turned into a chi-foot-long literary spirit, hanging high in the sea of ​​his soul!

He did not write the Five Classics, nor the Four Books, but he finally achieved this level of evangelism.

And it’s still a matter of course!

All this is because there was no fruit that could carry Ji Qiu in the previous life.

But in this life, he had already opened the way and given lectures in Jixia, and when he left, he watched the Zi River go eastward, felt the changes in the world, and finally knew what to do in the future!

Therefore, knowing the way forward, the name of Zhuzi is worthy of its name!

"This principle should cover the whole world and swallow up the world. Although there is not much profound knowledge, it reaches the core. If there is no one who can revolutionize everything, it will be difficult to inherit my way!"

"But I don't know who else in this world can succeed me and inherit my legacy?"

Ji Qiu's fingertips are wrapped around the Qi transformed from the spirit. It is the power that manifests from the inside out, which is completely different from borrowing the heaven and earth.

Thinking like this, he looked to the west, laughed loudly, then stopped stopping, used his energy to control his body, and crossed the hundred-mile river.

Immediately, he drifted away!

[20 years old: It was snowing heavily. You killed the envoys of the King of Qi and caused great changes in the situation in Linzi. After that, in order to find a way forward, you soared into the sky, leaving Jixia and heading to the land of the Three Jin Dynasties to find the song of the court. 】

[On the banks of the Zishui River, you were at the starting point when you opened your eyes. You gained enlightenment through heaven, earth and the river. You set a great ambition in your heart. You must replace the heaven's heart with your own heart and set a rule for this world! 】

[From now on, the doctrine that belongs only to you is opened up, and the glory of this life begins and kicks off! 】


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