Zhuang Zhou's words were heart-breaking, and Mo Zhai's expression changed again and again, which was extremely complicated.
For a moment, Mo Zhai regretted that he had brought his disciples from the outer world when the great catastrophe was approaching. Hiding in the outer world might be the best choice.
Although supplies are scarce in the outer world and survival is relatively difficult, you can survive safely after all, right?
Mo Zhai quickly expelled this thought from his mind. The world is nothing but a prison built by strong men. How can it compare to the free land of the human world?
Mo Zhai, who was thinking a lot, came back to his senses and asked in a deep voice: "Is Zhuang Sheng trying to recruit the little old man?"
As a strong man in the third realm of heaven and man, Mo Zhai can create a sect and develop it into a major sect second only to Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism. How can he be a fool?
Zhuang Zhou offered warm hospitality and false threats, and his intention to solicit was obvious.
Zhuang Zhou did not hide it, but said frankly: "This is not solicitation, but cooperation. On behalf of Dao Palace, Pindao sincerely welcomes Mr. Mo Zhai to lead thousands of disciples of the Mo family to join the Dao Palace camp and fight for the destiny together."
"No matter how hard things go, you still have to fight for a chance of survival for your sect, right?"
Mo Zhai replied in a deep voice: "The little old man has just arrived from the sky and does not understand the situation yet. It seems inappropriate to join the Dao Palace camp rashly."
Zhuang Zhou couldn't deny it and said, "Mr. Mo Zhai really thinks so?"
Mo Zhai replied in a positive tone: "This is natural. How could the little old man not mean what he said?"
Zhuang Zhou chuckled lightly and said, "That's very good. I wonder if Mr. Mo Zhai would be willing to listen to this poor Taoist and explain it carefully?"
Mo Zhai cupped his hands and said, "Zhuang Shengken said that the little old man can't get what he wants."
Zhuang Zhou took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and said: "In today's world, there are four parties clearly competing for the destiny of heaven, and they are all supported by Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism. Among them, Taoism occupies two, one is Dao Palace, the other is Biyou Palace, and Buddhism and Confucianism
Each one takes one."
Mo Zhai looked surprised when he heard this and said: "Biyou Palace still dares to interfere in the affairs of the secular dynasty?"
Zhuang Zhou sneered and said: "Not only that, Pindao's uncle is not supporting anyone else, but the reincarnation of Emperor Xin."
"The reincarnation of Emperor Xin?" Mo Zhai was surprised when he heard this, as if he couldn't believe it.
Thinking of the Tongtian Sword Master's always fearless behavior, Mo Zhai quickly returned to normal and said in a deep voice: "As Zhuang Sheng said, now it is clear that there are only three religions in the camp that want to compete for the destiny, but they originally had the advantage.
The Dao Sect, because it is divided into two, loses its advantage."
"Right now, the four saints are balancing each other. The little old man makes a bold guess. The disciples of the four saints are about the same strength. The situation is complicated and confusing. It seems that the little old man doesn't need to join a certain camp prematurely?"
"From the perspective of the little old man, waiting for the price and selling is the best choice."
"Sheng Zhuang, please don't forget that in addition to the three religions, there is another family in the world that has the strength to compete for destiny. If you don't take action now, it doesn't mean you won't take action in the future."
"Compared to the Taoist sect that was split into two, the Buddhist sect that once lost its strength, and the newly promoted Confucianism, the little old man is more optimistic about which one."
Zhuang Zhou said in a deep voice: "Does Mr. Mo Zhai refer to Saint Xuanwei? To tell you the truth, my master had private contact with Saint Xuanwei before he came from the sky. Saint Xuanwei made it clear that Gui Gu was not involved in this fate.
battle."
"As Saint Xuanwei, since I said this on behalf of Guigu, I will definitely not get involved in this matter. Mr. Mo Zhai's plan to seek refuge in Guigu will probably come to nothing."
"As for why I chose to join the Taoist Palace, Pindao, can I let my junior brother answer the question?"
Mo Zhai looked surprised: "Sage Xuanwei really doesn't intend to participate in this battle for destiny? This is an extraordinary opportunity."
Zhuang Zhou replied solemnly: "My master has said that the path of a Xuanwei saint is mysterious and unpredictable. You may not need to rely on destiny in a time of great strife to take that step."
Hearing this, Mo Zhai sighed and said: "So that's it, Saint Xuanwei is really beyond our reach."
Guiguzi?
Lin Ze, who was sitting there and listening, thought to himself secretly: "He is indeed called the most mysterious boss by future generations. This kind of state makes people feel that he is very powerful once he hears it."
After a while, Mo Zhai calmed down his emotions, bowed his hands to Lin Ze and said: "Since Zhuang Sheng thinks that I can convince the little old man to join him, I will ask him to help the little old man clear up his doubts."
Zhuang Zhou ignored Mo Di's presence and added: "Junior brother, senior brother has tried his best to get you an opportunity to recruit the Mo family. Whether you can seize it depends on your ability."
Lin Ze smiled softly and returned a salute to Mo Zhai: "Sir, do you agree that in today's world, only the three religions are qualified and have the strength to compete for the destiny of heaven?"
Mo Zhai thought for a while and replied: "The three religions have strength, and the little old man recognizes it. This qualification is not necessarily true."
Lin Ze smiled and said: "Then let's just talk about strength. I would like to ask, sir, if the Mo family wants to take refuge with one party, does it have to find the strongest one?"
Mo Zhai nodded: "That's true."
Lin Ze: "Among the four parties currently competing for destiny, the family master is the strongest. Sir, do you agree?"
Mo Zhai frowned slightly and said: "Having said that, fighting for the destiny does not mean who is the strongest will definitely succeed. Although the Taoist Saint is strong, after all, one cannot fight against three."
Lin Ze asked rhetorically: "In your opinion, sir, how should the strength of the four parties be judged?"
Mo Zhai replied: "Since we are competing for the destiny of heaven, the strength of the secular dynasty, the ability of those in power, etc. are all indispensable."
"In the Battle of the Gods, Biyou Palace showed its power many times, but because the Great Shang was not as strong as the Great Zhou, they were repeatedly defeated. As a result, the fortunes of both sides waxed and waned, and they were ultimately defeated."
Lin Ze said with a smile: "As Mr. said, the strength of the dynasty is more important. The palace alone occupies half of the world, and the power of the secular dynasty overwhelms the three parties. Isn't it the best place to rely on?"
Mo Zhai was stunned when he heard this, and a wry smile appeared on his face, and he accidentally fell into the trap.
However, Mo Zhai was not so easily persuaded, and said calmly: "Although Daogong is temporarily ahead, it may not be possible to win in one fell swoop. The little old man thinks it is better to be cautious."
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said, "Sir, are you planning to sell at a price?"
Mo Zhai said without changing his expression: "So what?"
Lin Ze said with a matter-of-fact expression: "Sir, if you want to maximize your benefits, joining the Taoist camp at this moment is the best choice."
Mo Zhai frowned slightly: "How do you say this?"
Lin Ze said calmly: "In the secular dynasty supported by Confucianism, more than 90% of the officials are Confucian disciples. In the secular dynasty supported by Buddhism, serving the Buddha is the first priority in everything. No one may take refuge in the Mohists."
"Even if we take it seriously, sir, ask yourself, can Mohism compete with Buddhism and Confucianism?"
"The Western Qin established by me is completely different from it. Although it is inseparable from the Dao Palace, it has little involvement in its daily operations."
"The prime minister, who is the head of the hundred officials of the Western Qin Dynasty, is from the Taoist sect, but has nothing to do with the Taoist palace. The number one person in the military of the Western Qin Dynasty, and the person in charge of the army is a disciple of the military strategist."
"In the Western Qin Dynasty, those in charge of water conservancy construction are farmers' disciples and Mohist disciples, those in charge of official promotion are members of the Zajia family, and those in charge of sacrifices are members of the Fangxian Dao family. The rest of the important ministers are all people with no family or sect."
"If the Mo family joins the Taoist camp, and the disciples of the Mohist family are willing to join the Western Qin Dynasty as officials, I dare not promise any preferential treatment, but I will never favor one over the other. Everything will be judged by ability. What do you think, Mr. Mo Zhai?"
Mo Zhai thought for a moment and replied with a smile: "I have to say, my little brother's words really moved me. I really don't dare to make a decision easily on such a major matter involving the death of tens of thousands of Mohist disciples."
"How about I allow the little old man to think about it quietly for a few days before giving an answer?"