The ninth and thirtieth eighth chapter did not fight
The Confucian sage, who had not received a response from the Taoist sage for a long time, suddenly moved, and what moved with him was the magnificent long river of righteousness hanging in the sky.
In the blink of an eye, a flawless white jade Ruyi floated up and down in the long river of righteousness, seeming to sink at any time.
If someone observes carefully, they will find that Yu Ruyi tried to jump out of the river several times, but was stuck to the river of Haoran Zhengqi, making it difficult to escape.
The Confucian sage stepped on the river, looking neither sad nor happy and said: "How can I say that I am still in the realm of a saint? Master Li is looking down on me when he acts like a rescuer from thousands of miles away."
The Taoist Saint still didn't respond. At some point, a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared in the vast river of righteousness, holding Yu Ruyi up.
The Confucian sage looked at the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram wrapped in jade and trying to fly away, with a solemn expression and said: "The Master said: In a country with a thousand chariots, one should respect things and be trustworthy, be economical and love others, and make the people keep time."
I saw white lines emerging from the long river of Haoran's righteousness, intertwining with each other, forming a net, layer upon layer, covering the Tai Chi diagram and Yu Ruyi.
Tai Chi Tu flew out of the river, suddenly bursting out with five colors of green, yellow, red, white and black light, darting left and right in an attempt to break away the snare.
The sound of "hissing" lasted endlessly, and countless nets were torn apart by Tai Chi diagrams.
But there were too many nets intertwined with white lines on the river, and the five-color light emitted by the Tai Chi diagram gradually dimmed.
After a while, Tai Chi Tu, which failed to break through the net, no longer rushed upwards, but fell back a little. The remaining five-color light surrounded the body endlessly, blocking the approaching net three feet away.
The Confucian sage looked at this scene, smiled silently, and did not take any further action. He seemed to be satisfied with being able to trap Tai Chi Tu and Yu Ruyi.
The next moment, a figure came to the top of the Haoran Zhengqi River, pushed aside the layers of nets with his hands, picked up the Tai Chi Diagram and Jade Ruyi suspended above the river, and put them into his arms.
The Confucian sage bowed slightly and said, "I have met Master Li."
The Taoist Saint said calmly: "You and I are in the same realm of saints, and our status is the same. There is no need to treat me with half the courtesy of a master."
The Confucian sage said resolutely: "I will always bear in mind the kindness of Master Li's teachings in the past. Although some red tape cannot express one ten thousandth of it, the etiquette cannot be discarded."
The Taoist sage did not take it seriously and said, "Let it be as you wish. Zhuang Zhou and Lin Ze were taken away by Pindao."
The Confucian sage said seriously: "Before Master Li leaves, Lin Ze's murder of Confucian disciples needs to be settled."
The Taoist sage looked indifferent: "The way of heaven is flowing, the weak will eat the strong, just kill them. Is there anything easy to end?"
The Confucian sage just shook his head: "To make mistakes without correcting them is to make mistakes!"
Taoist Saint looked calm: "The reason why the way of heaven is long and long-lasting is that it does not generate itself, so it can live forever. Since it is in compliance with the way of heaven, what is wrong with it?"
The Confucian sage thought for a while and said: "Master Li is not in the way of heaven, so how can he do the things of heaven? Besides, I am stronger than Lin Ze, and I am also in the way of heaven."
The Taoist Sage frowned slightly, seeming to agree with the Confucian Sage's statement, and asked: "How do you want to end it?"
The Confucian sage bowed slightly and said, "Master Li is both an elder and Lin Ze's teacher. Master Li should make the decision."
The Taoist Saint pondered for a moment, took out Yu Ruyi from his arms, and waved it outward. Lin Ze and Zhuang Zhou appeared out of thin air and landed in the sky above the Haoran Zhengqi River.
"Lin Ze, the Confucian Sage thinks that your killing of Confucian disciples needs to be settled. How do you think it should be settled?" The Taoist Sage looked at Lin Ze and asked in a calm tone.
Lin Ze thought for a moment and replied: "The disciples will find a geomantic treasure place and bury them with the courtesy of a prince."
Zhuang Zhou was stunned when he heard this, and felt that he was about to suffocate. What kind of cruel words did the younger brother say?
What made Zhuang Zhou even more frustrated was that the Taoist sage responded with great approval: "Yes, dust returns to dust and soil returns to earth, which is in line with the flow of heaven. What do the Confucian sages think?"
The Confucian sage did not argue with him, but simply replied: "Not enough."
Lin Ze asked at the right time: "I dare to ask the Confucian sage, what is enough?"
The old saying of the Confucian sage is repeated: "You follow me back to Jixia Academy, and you will sit in front of the wall and think about it for ten years to atone for the sins of the dead Confucian disciples. After ten years, I will ensure that you leave safely."
Lin Ze shook his head: "This move by the Confucian Sage is unfair, and I cannot accept it."
The Confucian sage nodded and said: "Twenty lives are only exchanged for you facing the wall and thinking about it for ten years. It is indeed unfair. For Master Li's sake, what's the harm in Confucianism suffering a little loss?"
Lin Ze couldn't help but smile: "It turns out that Confucian sages can also joke. Why do I have to face the wall and think about my fault?"
The Confucian sage looked slightly cold: "Twenty Confucian disciples died innocently and tragically, and it is your fault."
Lin Ze said firmly: "Those who kill will always be killed. It was clearly a Confucian disciple who first attacked the soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty, and was later killed by me. The Confucian sage once said that repaying grievances directly, I use violence to fight violence, why is it wrong?
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The Confucian sage had a calm face, and his tone was calm and decisive: "I am better than you."
Lin Ze's expression froze, and he smiled and said, "But I have a teacher."
The Confucian sage looked unmoved: "So you don't have to die, you just have to face the wall and think about it for ten years. If not, you would have died long ago."
Lin Ze shook his head and said unequivocally: "Even if there is no teacher, I will not die for a while, because the Confucian sage will not want to bear the consequences of killing the destined person."
The Confucian sage took a deep look at Lin Ze: "Is this what you rely on? Destiny is not static."
Lin Ze replied: "For now, it's enough for me."
The Confucian sage said meaningfully: "Emperor Qin was reincarnated not long ago."
Lin Ze said without giving in, "But I'm still alive."
The Confucian sage suddenly fell silent. He was neither sad nor happy. The long river of righteousness that had been flowing endlessly suddenly became calm.
Lin Ze's hair stood on end as he suddenly felt that there was unimaginable horror beneath the calm river surface.
The Taoist Saint suddenly said: "Lin Ze, from now on, you must not easily attack Confucian disciples below the realm of heaven and man."
Lin Ze was silent for a while, then shook his head and said: "Western Qin cannot withstand the impact of thousands of Grandmaster-level warriors."
The Taoist sage looked at the Confucian sage and said, "The Grandmaster realm cannot easily attack mortals below the Grandmaster realm."
The Confucian sage frowned slightly: "Fighting at the same level at the same level? It seems inconsistent with the way of heaven."
The Taoist Sage said indifferently: "If we fight together at different levels, Lin Ze will have no fault this time. The third level destiny person is almost invincible. In your opinion, can he kill all the elite Confucian disciples before his luck is exhausted?"
The Confucian sage thought for a while, pointed at Lin Ze and asked, "Can Master Li restrain this son?"
Without waiting for the Taoist sage's reply, Lin Ze spoke first: "The master's orders are in front of you, how can you, as a disciple, go around and around?"
The Confucian sage nodded and waved his hand to remove the great river of righteousness that stretched between heaven and earth: "I hope so."
The Taoist sage stretched out his hand and patted Lin Ze on the shoulder: "Don't take action unless necessary. Focus on cultivating your moral character and accumulating merit and luck first."
After saying that, he rolled up the Tai Chi diagram and Yu Ruyi and disappeared.
Lin Ze sighed secretly when he saw this: There was no fight.