In the eyes of the disciples of the Tianzong and Renzong, Chisong put a golden light on his hands, and a pile of bamboo slips floated out of Xinzhai. This pile of bamboo slips is the first edition of "On Life in the World" collected in Xinzhai, and it is also the first edition written by Lu Yan and the draft after the draft.

The restriction left by Qiuxinzi is aimed at disciples under the Great Completion Realm, and Chisong has long been at the peak of Great Completion and has even taken a little to the Heavenly Human Realm. This rootless restriction naturally cannot be difficult for him.

Everyone saw a pile of bamboo slips hanging in the air shaking irregularly, and a dazzling light seemed to be broken on the mirror. Chisong used Taoism, and the contents of the volume formed dense bronze inscriptions in the air without any obstruction, so that both sects could see clearly.

"What, according to Lu Yan, the way of heaven is nothing more than this. How could such remarks be included in Xinzhai by the uncle of the Qiangxin Master!"

"Our ancestor Laozi advocates letting things go, but Lu Yan said that we should base ourselves on our own and regard nature as an external object to understand and even change. Why do the disciples of the Human Sect follow this concept and practice?"

"A joke! People are human beings after all, and the way of heaven is the fundamental law. Understanding the law is to learn to be human beings. Even if we have not cultivated our own human beings, how can we still realize the Tao?"

"When it's right, forcing oneself to follow the nature of heaven is itself contrary to the nature of heaven. I see Lu Yan's statement, which is more suitable for the public's practice and can broaden my Taoist theory."

"Absurd. The ancestor Lao Tzu said: Abandoning saints and wisdom will lead to a hundred times benefit to the people; abstaining benevolence and righteousness will lead to filial piety and kindness; abstaining cleverness and profit will lead to no thieves. If this concept is made popular, this is not the Taoist doctrine of the vast majority, but it will cause trouble to the world."

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This volume of article officially met Taoist disciples, and it didn't take much time to cause fierce quarrels among the disciples of the two sects.

At the chaotic scene, Chuan Xu looked around and watched the reactions of all the disciples, frowned: Chisong, you are simply intensifying the conflicts. Are you so eager for the two sects of heaven and man to officially kill each other so that the Tianzong can become the orthodox Taoist sect?!

Chisong stood quietly with his eyes closed, carrying his hands on his back. The noise of everyone fighting against each other was clearly heard. He suddenly opened his eyes, Xue Ji's sword came out, and a sword energy went straight to Ganyun.

"The sky is one, there is no clearness."

"stop!"

Chuan Xu noticed something was wrong and spoke out to stop it, but it was too late.

Xue Ji's sword energy penetrated the upper clouds through the bamboo slips, and the bronze inscription that had just been spread out collapsed. In this world, the only bamboo slip handwritten by Lu Yan, "On Life in the World", turned into dust under the sun.

The bamboo slips that Lu Yan left in Taoism were completely destroyed. Chi Song stood tall with the snow in his hand, "How can the confusing words of the people be stored in my Taoism?

Zhan Lu, the sword of benevolence, was born. Lu Yan failed in the battle with Chen Xiao, a Confucian fellow, and sent a net to assassinate the other party. Now, various Confucian sects are about to remove Lu Yan from the name of the name.

It can be seen that this theory is just an excuse for Lu Yan to seek profit after all. It is not too late for Renzong to stop at the cliff at this time. Otherwise, this time, the Miaotai Sword Contest will make me blame the ruthlessness of Tianzong."

What?

Qingxu looked at Master incredibly, saying that means, does Tianzong want to forcibly reign with the Human Sect?

The disciples of Tianzong were also confused at the first time. No matter how hypocritical peace was, it was peaceful, and there was still a big difference between the opposition between tearing apart. However, from this moment, the Taoist sects of Tianren and Man, who share the two sects of the same mountain, officially announced the opposition.

Qingle stood up and shouted loudly: "The head master is right. Tianzong must not sit idly by and watch the Renzong continue to be poisoned by Lu Yan's thoughts. Dear fellows of Renzong, please don't be obsessed with it anymore."

"That's right, Lu Yan's trick is simply to dig into the foundation of my Taoism. Tianzong cannot sit idly by and watch the human sect fall."

"Senior Brother Qingle is right!"

Under the bombardment of the orthodox Taoist sect's orthodox justice, the disciples of the Ren Sect were unable to speak and their morale was low and they kept retreating.

"Silent~"

Chuan Xu narrowed his eyes halfway, and a ripples shook open, and his momentum swept across and shocked the disciples of Tianzong to shut up.

A dazzling sword light shines with Chisong's face, Chuan Xu asked with a sword: "Senior Brother Chisong, do you mean that Tianzong wants to start a war against my Renzong?"

Chisong showed no mercy, Xue Ji also sacrificed his skills and responded with murderous intent: "Junior Brother Chuanxu insisted on his own and still promoted Lu Yan's concept in Renzong. Tianzong would never be lenient."

Between the eyes of the two leaders, sparks burst. Everyone knows that this time the sword contest between heaven and man will probably be the cruelest one in a century.

...

That night, Qingxu was blew cold wind on the edge of the cliff behind the sect with all his worries, and the scene of Lu Yan and himself discussing the Tao here was constantly reappearing in his mind.

Mr. Lu Yan, sent someone to assassinate his Confucian peers? No, he would never do this. What happened? Things have come to this point...

"what's on your mind?"

A cold and erratic voice came from behind, and Qingxu knew it was Xiaomeng.

"Uncle Master, why are you here?"

Xiaomeng walked to him with a stern face and raised her neck, "I'm asking you first. If you don't answer me, you will ask your elders, is there such a reason?"

Qingxu looked at the clever uncle, smiled helplessly, and gave an answer: "Today, the head master and Mr. Chuanxu officially issued a war letter. This time, the sword contest will probably cause death and even turn into two major wars."

"Senior Brother Chisong is going to start a war with Renzong, why?"

Qingxu then told Xiaomeng the whole story of what happened before Xinzhai today.

"So that's it. In this way, the Human Sect should be destroyed."

Xiaomeng's reaction made Qingxu dumbfounded. He had never expected to hear such words from this twelve-year-old uncle.

"Uncle Master, what did you say?"

Xiaomeng had an impression of Lu Yan, of course, it was not a good impression, but a profound shame of being bullied by the big one. In addition, Chisong had told her a long time ago that it was Lu Yan's influence on the Renzong that led to the division of Taoist Yu Jian.

She snorted contemptuously, "Lu Yan is a Confucian. The dignified Renzong has finally developed a unity of man and nature with Lu Yan's philosophy, and regards this concept as the truth. In this way, there is no need to be called Taoist Renzong anymore, and the Renzong should of course be destroyed."

Qingxu looked away sadly, looked at the clouds and mists in the mountains, and murmured: "Is the view of the door, the orthodox, that important?"

"These are not important, and it is not important what concepts the human sect follows. As long as they know that they no longer respect the great Tao, they can no longer exist in the world under the name of the Taoist sect. The Confucian sect and the Luzi sect, whatever they call it."

After Xiaomeng finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Qingxu's dim face, and was silent for a while and showed her wooden sword, and said in the tone of an elder: "Qingxu, come and practice swords with me."

"Yes, uncle." Qingxu took a deep breath, bid farewell to the sea of ​​clouds at night, and then drew his sword out of the sheath. "Uncle Master, are you practicing sword here?"

The cold frost spreads the ground under the moon, and the cold wind blows the sea of ​​fog. The unique moisture in the mountains turns into a cold and yin that penetrates the bone marrow at this time.

“It’s right here.”

Xiaomeng looked serious, and the wooden sword brought a whirlwind, rolling up countless water droplets in the fog. A sword was sacrificed, and the sword energy made the mist, and the poetic and picturesque meaning.

"This is, my heart is as calm as water. Uncle Master is in a good state and can control the water droplets in the fog."

Qingxu didn't like Xiaomeng's speech just now, but her talent was impeccable and powerful, and she couldn't help but praise her.

"Uncle Master, please look at my Wanchuan Qiushui, too."

After the words came to an end, Xiaomeng suddenly felt that all the mist and water she controlled had lost its perception and turned into water vapor and merged into the air.

So awesome. His Wanchuan Qiushui is far better than mine, and he is probably close to Senior Brother Chisong. No wonder everyone says that his strength is unfathomable.

The wooden sword collides with the bronze sword, and the unique sword sounds clear and pleasant.
Chapter completed!