Chapter 10, I’m going to travel next time and ask for advice.

Author: no falling bones

Chapter 10, I’m going to travel next time and ask for advice.

After three bells, everyone's eyes turned to the main hall, and today's debate was about to begin.

In the main hall at this time.

Opposite Fu Nian was the head of the famous family, Gongsun Long.

"Yesterday it was the Confucian disciples who were humble and allowed me, an incompetent disciple, to win three debates." Gongsun Long said, stroking his beard. Although the words were modest, what happened to Gongsun Long's old face that smiled like a brilliant chrysanthemum?

He couldn't hide his excitement.

Next to him, a young man wearing light blue brocade clothes bowed to Fu Nian and said

"Fu Niandai head."

There is no greenness on the young man's face, but a sense of vicissitudes that is not for his age. The young man's name is Gongsun Bai. He is the protagonist of yesterday's famous debate. He is Gongsun Long's proud disciple and has studied with Gongsun Long since he was a child.

Five years ago, I felt that I had achieved great knowledge, so I secretly ran away from famous places, hoping to realize my dream of making a career in the world.

But when he first entered the world, he experienced a series of setbacks. He encountered charlatans, was defrauded out of his money, was robbed by bandits, and was kidnapped as meat tickets when he had no money. In the end, he was attacked from another mountain and escaped by pretending to be dead.

A disaster, being raped, being drugged, encountering a tiger in the forest, being kidnapped to be the husband of a village, etc., were all encountered by this unlucky boy, but this still did not give up his dream of making a career in the world.

Until he actually stepped into the arena, the scene he saw was completely different from what he had imagined. His dream of being in the arena was shattered, and the Tao he had always believed in almost collapsed. Fortunately, he survived in the end. In five years, he

After traveling through the seven countries and seeing all kinds of things in the world, after returning to Mingjia, no one in the entire Mingjia family except Gongsun Long was his opponent. Therefore, Mingjia did not let other disciples come to the Jixia debate this time.

There was only Gongsun Bai.

"I wonder which Confucian scholar came out to debate with this incompetent disciple of mine today." Gongsun Long said with a smile while holding his beard. The smile on his face has not stopped since yesterday.

Especially when I saw the frustrated look on Confucianism's face, I was even more happy. Although it was also ranked at the top of the hundred schools of thought, Confucianism was destined to dominate the famous ones, but today Confucianism will be defeated by him.

, can he be unhappy?

Either he was bragging, or all the young talents from hundreds of schools put together might not be able to defeat Gongsun Bai. Gongsun Bai stood on the high platform, waiting for the debaters to come.

Maybe he should be more courageous and set a small goal to let Baijiang defeat the younger generation of Baijia. As soon as Gongsun Long thought of this idea, he gave up the idea. In that case, the famous master would face the siege of the entire Baijia.

, so he planned to let Gongsun Bai hold a debate today and then step down, so that Confucianism would not lose too badly.

Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human nature, and Confucianism cannot be offended.

The other sects looked at Gongsun Long's proud look and were helpless. Just now, Gongsun Long not only attacked the Confucian generals, but also included them. However, they also knew that the level of their disciples was no match for Gongsun Bai.

Gongsun Long looks like a picture now. Back then I had my hands in my pockets and didn't know what an opponent was.

In the main hall, sitting at the Guigu Sect's seat, were two young men. One of them had a cold face, but his eyes were eager to try.

The young man on the side saw what his junior brother was thinking and reminded him in a low voice

"Xiaozhuang, the teacher told me when he came that we will only watch this time and not participate."

"I know, senior brother." Upon hearing Gai Nie's words, the eagerness in Wei Zhuang's eyes gradually dimmed.

Fu Nian did not speak at this time. The Confucian disciples behind Fu Nian all had angry and ashamed faces. The anger was due to Gongsun Long's provocative behavior and he was ashamed of his lack of academic skills.

"It seems that there are no good people in this Confucian school." An angry Tian Hu whispered with disdain.

"Shut up, second brother." Tian Meng immediately yelled at Tian Hu in a low voice.

"Brother, what are you afraid of? I'm telling the truth. Three people can't speak to one person. If I were them, I would have left in despair." Tian Hu said.

Tian Hu suddenly felt a chill on his back. He stopped talking and lowered his head. As the leader of heroes, Tian Guang withdrew his gaze. Four of the six halls in the farmhouse were in the hands of the Tian family, regardless of his identity as leader of heroes.

Tian Hu and Tian Meng should call Tian Guang uncle.

Tian Guang had nothing to do with Tian Hu, a stubborn guy. Before he came again, he asked Tian Meng to take a good look at Tian Hu. He was afraid that his shocking words would offend people inexplicably. Fortunately, he just performed steadily and did not directly point at Confucianism.

Taoist Tianzong, Chi Songzi, had an indifferent expression. Next to him sat a white-haired little girl.

"Is Confucianism going to lose?" the girl asked.

Chi Songzi shook his head and said nothing. The girl asked again, "Does Confucianism have any trump cards?"

"Maybe there is one." Chisongzi thought for a while and said uncertainly.

He thought of the conversation between Xun Qing and Master Xun and his uncle Bei Mingzi. The young man in the conversation might be the last trump card of Confucianism, but according to Master Xun's nature, he probably would not let this disciple participate.

this debate.

The current situation is unclear, and most people think that Confucianism, as one of the top 100 schools, will not lose so miserably. However, Confucianism has no one but refuses to admit defeat, which makes people a little confused.

Gongsun Long looked at Gongsun Bai and signaled him to speak.

"Master Fu Niandai, I didn't know that one of yours would come up to argue with me." Gongsun Bai took a step forward and said.

"You" Ziguan couldn't sit still. He was about to stand up and come forward to argue again. Although he lost, he couldn't watch the famous scholar be so provocative.

Just when Ziguan was about to stand up, a familiar voice sounded to him.

"How about I give it a try."

Instantly everyone present began to look for the source of the sound, and a faint smile appeared inexplicably on Fu Nian's serious face.

Gongsun Bai on the stage looked towards the source of the sound. The crowd of onlookers ducked out of sight and moved out of the way. Finally, Gongsun Bai's eyes fell on Zi You, who was wearing a white robe and had a handsome face in the crowd.

"I wonder who you are?" Gongsun Bai bowed his hands and said.

Ziyou jumped up to the high platform, bowed to Gongsun Bai and said

"I am a Confucian disciple, Ziyou, my master, Master Xun, and I am here to ask for your advice."

The hall was boiling instantly. After seeing Ziyou, Chisongzi patted the girl on the head and said

"Sure enough, he is still here. He will be your biggest competitor in the future."

"Why should I compete with him?" the girl asked with a wink.

Chi Songzi was speechless for a moment, but she still said calmly.

"There is no reason, you just need to remember, sooner or later you will become opponents."

Why are there so many contradictions among hundreds of schools? In addition to academics, status is also an unavoidable issue. No one can avoid it, including Taoism.
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