Lin Ze showed disdain, turned his head to Hu Hai, and said with a hint of ridicule: "I dare to ask your Majesty to consider whether the Qin Law should be abolished."
"If you hurt someone and just apologizing is enough, why do you need Qin Lu?"
Yan Li immediately blushed and looked at Lin Ze with burning eyes.
Min Xing, who tilted his head to one side, also turned his head over and looked at Lin Ze coldly, ready to make a move.
After a few breaths, the annoyed look on Yan Li's face disappeared, and he asked coldly: "How does the champion think this matter should be handled?"
Lin Ze replied without blushing: "I am not unreasonable like some people. As the so-called cycle of cause and effect, the assassination caused me to hurt the origin of my soul. Confucianism only needs to compensate me with a benefit to my soul.
The original treasure is enough.”
"if not……"
Min Xing snorted coldly and continued: "Otherwise, what will you do?"
Lin Ze showed eight white teeth and sneered: "I originally forgot about this matter, but today I got two reminders, and then I remembered that there were Confucian disciples involved.
In this case, don’t blame me for venting my anger on other Confucians.”
"There are tens of thousands of Confucian disciples in the world. If a group of them are killed at random, I think I will feel much better."
Between the understatement of words, a strong smell of blood came to my face.
After hearing what Lin Ze said, Yan Li actually felt a bit like he had fallen into a trap.
If we hadn't mentioned this matter originally, the other party probably wouldn't have even thought about it.
It's just that the champion of the Great Qin Dynasty, the first-class strong man in the world today, really has such a poor memory? Does he need other people to remind him to remember?
Yan Li was skeptical.
Different from Yan Li's calmness, Min Xing couldn't help but become anxious when he heard that Lin Ze was going to attack Confucianism, and shouted: "You dare?"
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said: "Why don't you dare? If there is no war between the two countries, the rule is not to kill the envoys. I don't mind being the first to take action against you two."
"It's only the middle level of the Divine Soul Realm. Even if you two come from outside the world, I am absolutely sure that you two will stay here forever."
Min Xing was shocked when he heard this: "Did you know that we two came from outside the sky?"
Lin Ze couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Nonsense, apart from Tian, where could Confucian warriors of the Soul Realm come from?
Yan Li looked carefully at Lin Ze's expression and asked, "Does the Champion know about Tianwai?"
Lin Ze looked indifferent and asked: "Do you know that Tianwai is very strange? Or, is Tianwai very strange?"
Yan Li's face was stern, he must have really understood Tianwai.
If you only know a little bit about Tianwai, you will naturally have a yearning for Tianwai and think that Tianwai is a fairyland.
Only those who truly understand Tianwai can say that Tianwai is not surprising.
This person is most likely a chess piece laid out by someone powerful.
Just by looking at this confident attitude, you can roughly guess that the person behind it is not simple.
How could he dare to offend Confucianism so easily if he was just a small fish or shrimp?
Thinking of this, Yan Li felt a little dissatisfied with those in his family who were responsible for collecting information.
Who said that this champion didn't follow suit, but was just a rising star who got lucky?
Just based on the fact that the other party has broken through to the Soul Realm before he is thirty, can this person without any heel be able to do it?
But, who is behind this person?
Taoist Golden Immortal?
Ancient Buddhist Buddha?
Or is it the Confucian sage who is at odds with the lesser sages?
"As a Confucian, I would like to give face to the person behind the champion. I happen to have a five-heart soul nourishing pill in my hand. It was refined by a Confucian half-sage. It can be used to nourish the origin of the soul. I would like to give it to the champion to end this matter."
The person behind it?
Lin Ze was stunned for a moment, having no idea how many things Confucian people had filled in their minds.
It’s too embarrassing to ask.
"So good."
Regardless of whether Confucianism is sincere or playing tricks, Lin Ze can't refuse the benefits that come to his door, can he?
Yan Li was also a straightforward person. He took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to Lin Ze, as if he had been prepared for it.
Lin Ze took the porcelain bottle without politeness and put it into his arms.
But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "The foundation of Confucianism is deeper than I thought. It seems a bit of a loss to only have a treasure to nourish the origin of the soul."
Soon Lin Ze cheered up again and encouraged himself: "Take your time, there is still a chance."
The atmosphere between Lin Ze and Yan Li had just calmed down when Min Xing, who was standing beside him, suddenly said with a cold face: "The matter is settled. Can the champion return the body of the Confucian disciple?"
Corpses?
Lin Ze thought about it carefully and felt something bad in his heart.
It seems that he had previously ordered that the corpses of Confucian disciples be crushed and thrown into ashes.
Thinking of this, Lin Ze had a slight headache.
However, this kind of thing still cannot be troubled by the bold, careful and thick-skinned Lin Ze.
Lin Ze sighed slightly and said with a hint of sadness: "Two gentlemen, what do you think about the funeral arrangements after death?"
Yan Li Minxing was stunned for a moment and turned to the other party, seemingly communicating with his eyes.
"You heard that right."
"should not."
After secretly checking the answers with his companions, Yan Li said with a serious face: "Please don't change the subject, Lord Champion. Hand over the bodies of the Confucian disciples to the humble sect as soon as possible."
Change the topic, set up the contrast, and the calculation fails.
General Yan Li was so determined that Lin Ze had to take the matter seriously.
"A few months ago, the weather was hot. In order to reduce the risk of infecting others, Benhout ordered it to be burned to avoid the outbreak of the disease."
After much deliberation, Lin Ze decided to "tell the truth."
After all, Lin Ze couldn't bring out the real corpse.
It's a good idea to use other people's data to make up for it, but who can guarantee that Confucianism doesn't use bones to identify disciples' secret methods?
Once the lie is exposed, how can Lin Ze confidently continue to take advantage of Confucianism?
"Burn?"
Min Xing gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Ze: "How dare you humiliate my Confucian disciple like this?"
Burial was popular at that time, and cremation was regarded as a heretical method.
After all, Confucianism is a big school and respects contemporary customs.
In other words, after the Confucian sage traveled around the world, he wrote a book of rites, which was specifically responsible for setting a standard for worldly affairs, which is called "ritual" for short.
What is etiquette?
Whatever you say and do, act according to the rules.
Therefore, Lin Ze's behavior of burning the corpse was considered to have offended the two Confucians who always advocated etiquette.