The Taoist sage pondered for a moment and said calmly: "The Confucian sage came to the Taoist palace specially. If the poor Taoist doesn't answer, it will seem that the poor Taoist is a bit petty."
"It's just that the ugly things have to be said first. The poor Taoist has finished answering these questions. Where did the Confucian sage come from and where will he go? Don't pester him endlessly. It should be noted that benevolence, justice, etiquette and wisdom alone are not enough to act arrogantly in front of the poor Taoist."
The Confucian Sage chewed over the Taoist Sage's disdainful words, and for the sake of caution, he smiled calmly and said: "Master Li's magical powers and spells are the best in the realm of saints throughout the ages. Of course I don't dare to be arrogant."
"I swear here that as long as the purpose of this trip is achieved, I will leave immediately and never disturb Master Li again unless absolutely necessary."
The Taoist Sage smiled in denial and did not get too entangled. One or two harsh words were enough, which was better than the barking of countless incompetent dogs.
"First, Emperor Qin's conspiracy against the saint was related to Lin Ze, a disciple of Pindao. Pindao was vaguely aware of it, but he did not expect that they would be so bold. After careful calculation, Pindao did not know about it and had no involvement."
"Is this statement satisfactory to the Confucian sages?"
The Confucian sage smiled and said: "What Master Li said is definitely not false. How can I be dissatisfied? How dare I be dissatisfied?"
Regarding the Confucian sage's flattering words, the Taoist sage ignored them and continued: "The Buddha has disappeared, and the poor Taoist is also looking for the murderer."
The implication is that the disappearance of the Buddha has nothing to do with Taoist saints.
The Confucian sage asked along the way: "Does Master Li have any clues?"
The Taoist Saint shook his head: "The person behind the scenes has too high a concealment method. The scene was cleaned very clean. Now the secret is in chaos. It may not be that easy to find that person."
The Taoist sage would definitely not tell the Confucian sage about using the God of Mount Tai as bait.
The Confucian sage said with a complex expression: "If Master Li has any clues or needs my help, please let me know. I have been with the Buddha for tens of thousands of years and I have to do something for him no matter what."
The Taoist sage felt somewhat sympathetic to this. When the Buddha was around, everyone was intrigued and plotting against each other. If something happened, it would be like losing an old friend.
"Pindao will do his best to trace the identity of the person behind the scenes. If you want your help, Pindao will also point it out without you having to ask."
"As for the Jianmu Sacred Tree, if you have good eyesight, you can see it standing outside Chang'an City from here."
"As for whether you can take the opportunity to enter the realm of transcendence, it depends on whether Pindao has the destiny."
The Confucian sage smiled and said: "Master Li has accumulated a lot of experience and will surely succeed in one fell swoop."
But seeing the Taoist sage's face turned stern, he immediately turned his face and said: "Three questions have been answered, it's time for the Confucian sage to leave."
The Confucian sage coughed lightly and said, "Is Master Li so unkind?"
The Taoist Sage said calmly: "Every word and deed of a saint is in line with the way of heaven. How can you easily go back on what you promised?"
The Confucian sage coughed lightly and said: "Master Li probably misunderstood. What I said below is that you will leave when your goal is achieved, not when you get the answer."
The Taoist sage narrowed his eyes slightly: "You want to play word games with Pindao? Just rely on your benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and lack of trust in the four nearly perfect avenues?"
Seeing the unkind look on Taoist Sage's face, Confucian Sage quickly replied: "Master Li, please don't get excited. I'll say a few more words and then leave."
The wind suddenly picked up, with the Confucian sage as the eye of the wind, and countless strong winds gathered in one place, trying to tear him into pieces.
The Taoist sage was too lazy to listen to the Confucian sage's explanation and took action when he disagreed.
As soon as the Confucian sage thought, the vast river of righteousness was like a giant dragon, protecting him from being torn apart by the strong wind.
"Master Li, wait a minute, I really have something to say."
The Taoist Sage was unmoved and said in a cold voice: "Those who go back on their word are not qualified to continue talking to Pindao. Confucian Sage, Pindao gives you two choices, either you leave voluntarily, or Pindao sends you away.
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As the waves came and went, the outer edges of the Haoran Zhengqi River were torn apart by the wind brought by the Taoist Saint.
The Confucian sage looked helpless and formed seals with his hands. Four stone tablets appeared out of thin air, surrounding him and Haoran Zhengqi Changhe. They then turned counterclockwise to block all the strong winds from the stone tablets.
At the same time, the Confucian sage didn't bother to seek the opinion of the Taoist sage who was out of control, and said bluntly: "Does Master Li know that Zhuang Zhou coerced Confucian disciples to provide heavenly materials and earthly treasures to supply building materials and sacred trees to grow?"
Dao Sheng asked nonchalantly: "So what if you threaten me?"
The Confucian sage's face instantly turned ugly: "Don't Master Li think something is wrong?"
The Taoist sage was still very tough: "So what if it's wrong? This world is originally about the jungle, Zhuang Zhou is strong, and the Confucian disciples are weak, so Zhuang Zhou can succeed by coercing the Confucian disciples to provide heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
"If we live in different places, if the Confucian disciples are strong and Zhuang Zhou is weak, who can he intimidate?"
The Confucian sage was confused when he heard this, and blurted out: "Isn't Taoist palace always advocating being kind to others and not fighting against the world?"
Dao Sheng chuckled and said: "So what? Can't the Dao Palace change?"
"Besides, the Confucian sages are not really so naive, and think that the Taoist palace must be independent of the world, right? If the Taoist palace is really what you think, the Taoist lineage has been cut off long ago, how can it be passed down to this day?"
The Confucian Sage listened to the Taoist Sage's words and saw that the Taoist Sage's demeanor did not seem to be hypocritical. He was a little confused.
What happened after he was suppressed for more than a year? Why did Taoist Saint change his temperament so much that he even lost the aloofness he had always maintained?
Without waiting for the Confucian sage to think too much, the Taoist sage pointed at him in the distance and shouted: "Fall."
The Confucian sage, who was originally carried in the air by the long river of righteousness, felt his body sink and fell to the ground unconsciously.
The Confucian sage's face darkened, his heart trembled, and he followed his words, showing his domineering magical powers.
While the Confucian sage continued to protect himself with his magical powers, he said loudly: "I raise this matter not because I want to seek justice for the Confucian disciples, but because I want to cooperate with Master Li."
As soon as these words came out, Dao Sheng's offensive immediately dropped a lot.
"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation method?"
The Confucian sage breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I would like to lead tens of thousands of Confucian disciples to collect heavenly materials and earthly treasures with all their strength to enshrine the growth of sacred trees. I only hope that when Master Li gets the opportunity to transcend the realm in the future, he can give me the next share."
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The Taoist sage sneered: "You want to have the opportunity to transcend the realm at this price? You are thinking too much, and I don't think it is necessary at all."
Then he shouted again: "Expulsion."
The Confucian sage once again felt the feeling of losing control of his body. Under the influence of inexplicable power, his whole body flew towards the east at high speed.
A look of helplessness flashed across the face of the Confucian sage, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Ding."
It wasn't settled yet, but the speed dropped a lot.
The Confucian sage shouted again: "A gentleman has no power."
This time, the speed dropped by more than half.
The Confucian sage shouted again and again: "A gentleman has nothing to fight for."
After three times, the Confucian sage stopped a hundred miles away from the Taoist palace.
However, the Confucian sage was full of anger. If Zeng Shen had not
First, Emperor Qin was plotting against him, did Master Li know about it or participate in it?"