Chapter 54: Confucianism and Taoism are about to perish, and I am the new saint! (Seeking for reading!)

Author: Mr. Xuanxin

Chapter 54: Confucianism and Taoism are about to perish, and I am the new saint! (Seeking for reading!)

Hold the three-tale seal with hand.

He Yuanfeng moved forward and stepped forward!

A mysterious aura spread out from his body, and the momentum that had reached its peak rose again, but it actually rose a little more.

The powerful people sitting in the front row had already felt this change and couldn't help but widen their eyes.

No one expected that He Yuanfeng would enter the tribulation period under such circumstances!

A smile appeared on He Yuanfeng's face.

However, his ambitions were more than that.

He raised the three talent seals in his hand and recited the obscure scriptures in his mouth.

He Yuanfeng rose in the air, and the three talented people shine, covering the entire square.

If someone turns on the pupil technique at this moment, he can see bright yellow silk threads flying out from the heads of the disciples of the Sancai Academy, and sank into He Yuanfeng's body under the guidance of the Sancai Seal.

Not only Sancai Square, but also in the territory of Sancai Academy, in every place where Sancai Academy Branch is set up, countless silk threads gather into an ocean and rush towards the direction of the main hall!

At this time, the powerful people in Sancai Square had already discovered something was wrong.

The old dean of Sancai Academy's actions were too abnormal at this moment.

Shen Li suddenly stood up and looked at He Yuanfeng in the air: "Master, what are you doing?!"

He Yuanfeng lowered his head, looked at his apprentice, then looked at everyone in the venue, and said aloud:

"Today, I will harvest the talent of the world and use the literary fortune of Confucian scholars in the world to create the saint's fruit!"

Those bright yellow silk threads are the [talent] that scholars have.

"What, what?"

Shen Li couldn't believe his ears.

Others also had incredible expressions on their faces.

He Yuanfeng stepped on the void and looked down at the Sancai Academy, his eyes firmly cold.

From the beginning, this hospital celebration was a stage carefully planned by He Yuanfeng for himself.

How can you establish your mind for heaven and earth? It’s just He Yuanfeng’s performance.

He was trapped at the peak of the Mahayana period for too long.

It's been a long time since his life span is about to come to an end.

But He Yuanfeng has not lived enough yet.

In a "accidental" opportunity, he obtained a book of secret techniques.

The above records a way to reap the talent of the world, to kill the literary fortune of Confucian scholars in the world, and to cut off the path of Confucian scholars in the world to practice Taoism, and to make oneself a saint in the world.

The secret technique was recorded in detail, so detailed that He Yuanfeng was scared.

He once thought that the one who developed this method should be the enemy of ancient Confucianism and Taoism.

After deducing the results, he hesitated for a long time.

Because He Yuanfeng knows it very well.

If he really does this, once he succeeds, it means that the Confucian scholars in the world will cut off the path of Tao and have no future.

He will destroy the entire Confucianism and Taoism with his own hands, and from then on there will be no Confucian tradition in the world.

But in the end, He Yuanfeng chose this path.

He wants to live forever too much.

The more the deadline approaches, the more fearful death is.

What's more, becoming a sanctified person in the world... is really tempting.

Under the oppression of death and the temptation of enlightenment, he finally gave up his persistence for nearly five thousand years, forgot his oath in front of the statue of the saint when he was young, and opened the secret technique.

According to the requirements of the secret method, he prepared this courtyard celebration, and used the method of showing saints in front of others to accumulate his prestige and fortune to the peak.

In this world, he is the only one who can use this secret method.

Because he is the dean of Sancai Academy and the master of the Confucian school in the world.

Only those who are full of Confucianism can break the Confucianism and use this technique.

Now, just the first step has made him a monk in the Tribulation Period.

He Yuanfeng felt very good. With a long whistle, the three talent marks in his hand fluttered and shone, and a huge amount of talent came from all directions.

Almost at this moment, all the great Confucian scholars had a sense of perception.

The road ahead will be broken, and the road will be broken!

"Master, stop!"

Chen Li jumped up, jumped into the air, and said loudly:

"The way of Tao is the way of the people of the world, and talent is the talent of the people of the world. What is the difference between Master's actions and thieves today?!"

He Yuanfeng glanced at him, then threw his sleeves away and knocked down Chen Li.

He has only entered the Mahayana period for only three hundred years, so how could he be the opponent of He Yuanfeng who has passed the tribulation and has been holding the Taoist weapon in his hand?

"Those who steal the hook will be killed, and those who steal the country will be killed!"

He Yuanfeng looked at his disciple and scolded:

"Just just borrow some talent. When I achieve the saint's position, I will open up a new path for the world's Confucianism! By then, I will be a new Confucian saint!"

"Crazy, really crazy!"

Some powerful people grit their teeth.

"I am waiting for the incarnation to come. I want to deal with him, but I am afraid that I will not be able to catch my strength."

Someone said.

The old man next to him shook his head and said nothing.

He Yuanfeng dared to take the big mistake of the world, and he was probably ready to take action to steal the truth.

The world changes between the wind and clouds.

A great mana hand flew out from the direction of Zhongzhou, spanning billions of miles of rivers and mountains, suppressing it down.

A powerful body took action to try to stop He Yuanfeng's actions.

He Yuanfeng sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, but an extremely dazzling golden light burst out from his body.

Looking closely, the golden light is composed of countless extremely thin silk threads, gathered together, extremely strong.

The golden light extends out, one zhang, two zhang, three zhang...

It spread a thousand feet away, and the golden light stopped extending.

The magic hand fell down and hit the golden light, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing intovisible.

"This is the merit of the way of heaven!"

The gray-clothed Master of Qichen Temple recognized the golden light's roots and changed his face immediately.

"Not mentioning an attack, even if you are your true self, I will not be afraid!"

He Yuanfeng held the Three Talent Seal in his hand, and his voice resounded throughout the sky, "I am the leader of the Confucian Sect, and the merits of the heavenly way should be used by me!"

The ancient Confucianism and Taoism have been passed down to this day, which has enlightened the people's wisdom, educated the world, and obtained countless merits of the way of heaven.

The Sancai Academy inherits the ancient Confucian and Taoist heritage, and also inherits some of the merits of the Heavenly Dao.

Now He Yuanfeng’s body is thousands of feet long!

This thousand-foot-foot-like body is He Yuanfeng’s greatest reliance on how to steal the truth!

He Yuanfeng, who holds the Three Talents Seal in his hand, is no longer afraid of everything!

Even if all the powerful people present come in person, he can rely on the merits of heaven on his body to support a cup of tea under the attack of everyone!

This time was not long, but it was enough to make him realize his enlightenment.

He Yuanfeng has already sensed the changes in the Confucian fortune.

Somewhere in the Cangyuan Realm, in a thatched cottage, the old man writing at his desk suddenly stopped writing and frowned.

Next to him were neatly stacked novel manuscripts.

But the chapter on the desk was like a broken pen and could not be written.

Above a pleasure boat, a middle-aged scholar with a gentle appearance opened his mouth and spoke.

But I only read the first half of the verse, and the lower half was stuck in my throat.

In the imperial examination room, some students wrote hard and were very happy.

At this moment, I suddenly stopped the pen and didn't know how to continue.

Similar things continue to happen everywhere in Cangyuan Realm.

The Confucian fortune was cut off by He Yuanfeng, and his talent was captured by him from scholars all over the world.

He wanted to use the Confucian fortune as firewood, and the talent of the world as fire to burn out a saint's fruit position!

A raging fire is about to start.

He Yuanfeng whistled to the sky:

"Confucianism and Taoism are about to perish, and I am the new saint!"
Chapter completed!