When Meng Ke hesitated, Lin Ze inadvertently glanced at Zhuang Zhou's face from the corner of his eye, trying to distinguish whether he was truly unaware or deliberately pretending to be stupid.
I don’t know if it’s because Lin Ze’s skills in observing faces are too poor or because Zhuang Zhou’s acting skills are too good. In short, Lin Ze watched for a long time and didn’t notice anything.
Zhuang Zhou didn't seem to notice that Lin Ze was secretly observing him, but he frowned slightly because of Meng Ke's hesitant attitude and said, "Is it possible that the sage Meng Ke has something he can't tell?"
Lin Ze added on the side: "Now that the matter is over, what else can Sage Meng Ke have to say?"
"If it is true as you said, it was the Confucian sage who secretly harmed the sage Yan Hui, and his next target is you. If you don't tell the whole story clearly, how can my senior brother help you?"
Meng Ke's expression moved slightly, and he looked at Zhuang Zhou with stern eyes. He asked with some suspicion: "Zhuang Sheng is really willing to help me? Even if he is the enemy of my master, Confucian Sage?"
Zhuang Zhou's lips twitched and he was about to speak, but Lin Ze beat him to it and said, "Sage Meng Ke's words are wrong. Before you tell the whole story, how can my senior brother make a promise to you?"
"What if what you just said was all made up by you, and it is not the Confucian sage who wants to harm you, but you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors. If my senior brother makes a promise rashly, wouldn't he be doing something that is against morality? If he does not fulfill his promise by then,
Doesn’t that mean he has become a treacherous person?”
Meng Ke frowned and said without concealing his suspicion: "What if I tell you, but you two still stand by and watch?"
Lin Ze said with a natural expression: "Then it depends on what Sage Meng Ke makes. If you tell me, you may be able to get help from my senior brother, but maybe you won't."
"If you don't tell me, you will definitely not get help from my senior brother. Whether you tell me or not depends on the thought of Sage Meng Ke."
Meng Ke's face suddenly became very ugly when he heard this: "Is King Qin determined to eat?"
That’s right, I’ve got you covered.
Lin Ze recited something silently in his mind, while still maintaining a calm expression on his face as he said, "Why did the sage Meng Ke say this? If my brothers and I really have such thoughts, why do we need to talk nicely to you?"
"If my senior brother and I were not kind-hearted and wanted to extend a friendly hand to the sage, and just wanted to know the secret, wouldn't it be much easier for my senior brother to directly suppress you with the help of his saint-level cultivation, and then use supreme means to force you to speak?
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"Sage Meng Ke is secretive and unwilling to reveal the truth to others. He also does not trust my two brothers and sisters. Just leave and treat it as if you have never seen each other today."
Lin Ze tried his best to show an indifferent attitude.
Whether Meng Ke said it or not, for Lin Ze, it was just knowing more or less about the secrets of the Confucian sages. It might be easier to deal with the Confucian sages in the future, but there might not necessarily be big gains.
But it's completely different for Meng Ke. If he's not careful, he will die.
Meng Ke was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "If I tell you the whole story and I am not at fault, will Zhuang Sheng be willing to help me?"
Lin Ze sighed slightly and said without mercy: "I really can't make a promise to a sage. I have to understand everything clearly before making a decision."
To Lin Ze's surprise, Meng Ke did not continue to bargain, but replied decisively: "In that case, I have nothing to say, so I'll take my leave."
After speaking, Meng Ke turned around and walked out of the palace.
Lin Ze thought for a while, gave Zhuang Zhou a calm look, and watched Meng Ke gradually leave casually.
Meng Ke walked all the way to the door, but still didn't hear the words "stay" or "wait". His body suddenly stiffened and he stopped there without moving.
After about three breaths, Meng Ke sighed, turned around, and silently came to Lin Ze Zhuang Zhou.
For the Taoist Palace, whether Confucian sages killed Confucian disciples or hunted down Confucian disciples, after all, it was just a small matter related to other sects. It must be paid attention to, but it may not necessarily involve getting involved.
But for Meng Ke, who had just experienced a chase, this was a matter of life and death.
If he cannot rely on the power of the Taoist palace to deal with the Confucian sage, or if he cannot get the blessing of the sage, his body, death, and Taoism are bound to happen.
When Meng Ke concluded that the hard-to-play strategy was ineffective, he decisively turned back. Even if he was met with cynicism, it was nothing compared to life and death.
Instead of mocking Meng Ke, Lin Ze moved a chair from a distance, stretched out his hand and said, "Sage, please take a seat."
Meng Ke sat down as he was told, leaning on the back of the chair, looking a little decadent, and even said in a tone of self-destruction: "Have you ever heard of a fellow disciple returning home?"
Coming back together?
This word can easily make people flip over.
Lin Ze naturally showed a look of confusion on his face, looking back and forth between Zhuang Zhou and Meng Ke with searching eyes, as if he was a person who didn't understand anything and was waiting for an explanation from an insider.
Zhuang Zhou's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he flatly denied it: "It's impossible."
Meng Ke sneered: "What is impossible? I would like to ask, has Zhuang Sheng never thought about transcending the way of heaven and being free forever?"
Zhuang Zhou snorted coldly and said: "Who doesn't want to be transcendent? But you don't necessarily have to use dirty tricks. Could it be that the sages have achieved their current level by relying on heresy?"
Meng Ke continued to sneer: "Zhuang Sheng has just been promoted to the saint realm. It is normal to have such thoughts. After tens of thousands of years, can Zhuang Sheng still guarantee that he will not change his original intention?"
"Even if Zhuang Sheng is a rare moral gentleman in the world, can Zhuang Sheng guarantee that others can be like you?"
"You have to know that even that person has publicly said that if you don't serve yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth. If you still have such an idea of transcendence, let alone people like them who are still wandering in the sea of suffering?"
"If a person does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth." Was this sentence said by the original Taoist?
For some reason, Lin Ze had a strange feeling in his heart after hearing this.
I don’t know if it was because Meng Ke had quoted the “classic sayings” of the original Taoist, but Zhuang Zhou’s aura became a lot more obscure, and it seemed that his own ideas had suffered a major impact.
After a while, Zhuang Zhou returned to normal and said calmly: "Although the words of the sages have some truth, I still don't believe that the Confucian Sage Association is so powerful that it can make people stupid. If he really wants to break the shackles by returning to the same way, it will take tens of thousands of years.
There have been plenty of opportunities since then, why wait until today?"
"As the sage said, the Confucian sage's move was for detachment. However, he is clearly in a state of losing his holy status. Wouldn't it be a waste of all previous efforts to act rashly?"
"Looking at the life of the Confucian sage, it is extremely amazing. Since ancient times, there have been very few people who can compare with him. I don't think he is so stupid that he doesn't even understand such a simple truth."
Meng Ke stared at Zhuang Zhou and said: "Sage Zhuang, please don't forget that today is a rare era of great strife. When, where and when does the Confucian sage do what I do, there must be deep meaning in it."
"I am not strong enough in this realm, so it is difficult to guess the true thoughts of Master Confucian Sage. However, the death of my junior brother Yan Hui is an indisputable fact. Zhuang Sheng's conclusion is too early, which may be biased."
Zhuang Zhou's expression flickered, complicated and unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Lin Ze interrupted at the right time and asked: "I understand every word that senior brother and sage Meng Ke said, but when they are put together, I don't understand it. What does it mean to join the same path?"
Hearing this, Zhuang Zhou, Meng Ke and others looked at Lin Ze with strange expressions.
Lin Ze looked calm. He just didn’t understand. He asked a few questions about what’s wrong.
Zhuang Zhou thought for a while and said: "Junior brother, have you ever observed a river entering the sea? At first, the river is only three feet wide. On the way to the sea, it will go through hundreds of thousands of confluences. By the time it enters the sea, it will be more than ten thousand feet wide. This is the return flow of the river."
"In ancient times, there were practitioners who were plagued by demonic obstacles. In order to enhance their cultivation, they did not hesitate to kill fellow practitioners who were similar to their own path. They adopted their fellow practitioners' cultivation and enlightenment in themselves, hoping to break the shackles and soar into the sky. This is the return of fellow practitioners.
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Lin Ze was shocked when he heard this: "Isn't the so-called returning to the same path an evil practice?"
Meng Ke echoed from the side: "Yes, since ancient times, most of the people in the same sect are from the same sect or the same clan. Those who use this method to harm the same sect and the same clan are all dehumanizers and commit heinous crimes."
Lin Ze asked with some doubt: "This method seems simple and feasible, but is it also useful for the realm of gods and even saints?"
Meng Ke said in a calm tone: "I don't know if it is useful for the Saint Realm, but in ancient times there was a strong demon tribe named Mosquito Taoist. At first, his cultivation level was similar to that of the second realm of Heaven and Human. He returned to the same way.
After Dharma sacrificed hundreds of millions of his kindred, he fought with Buddha several times and was undefeated."