The sea of ​​rules, the place where the Confucian way is!

There are some differences between Mangshu Avenue and other avenues. Next to Mangshu Avenue, there are strong and foggy righteous spirits.

The vast and upright spirit and the wide coverage are shocking.

The Mulberry Avenue seems to grow out of the heavy fog. There is no rhizome or stem!

Around the Mulberry Avenue, there are a group of Confucian disciples, but no one can enter the foggy area.

At this moment, a group of Confucian disciples surrounded the bottom, where Confucius' Dharma image was.

Confucius sat cross-legged and sat on a tree trunk on the Mulberry Avenue.

Close your eyes and don't move.

"Master Confucius!" The various Dharma images exclaimed in surprise.

However, Confucius' Dharma Image never woke up.

After all, this is the world of Dharma. Dharma is not like the external entity. The substance has strong emotions, but Dharma is more rational. There is no crying, but it just feels the cumbersomeness of the problem.

"Zi Lu, Zi Xia, Master has died!" A Dharma image said bitterly.

A group of Confucius' disciples surrounded Confucius' Dharma images, and their faces looked extremely ugly.

"Is it Sun Wu killed? Jiang Tai also has a share! My original body is already angry at this moment and wants to be incompatible with the military power!" One of the Dharma words said in a deep voice.

"So is my body!"

"The ancestors are in great success, and all the Confucian scholars in the world are crying!"

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All the Dharma images around him surrounded him, and when he saw Confucius' Dharma images remained unmoved, he showed a deep expression of worry.

At this time, two huge Dharma images came.

These two Dharma forms are different and other things, and each has followers behind them.

"Mencius! Xunzi!" A Confucius disciple frowned.

Xunzi's Dharma appearance is an old man in a white robe. The old man has a calm expression and white hair and eyebrows. Although he is not a Confucian giant, Confucianism and Taoism are profound. The branch of Xunzi's Great Dao is even more thick and connected to Confucius' main trunk, but it is not weaker than Confucius' main trunk. Even the branch, from another perspective, has the feeling that it is the main trunk and Confucius' branch is the branch.

With the death of Confucius, Confucius's main trunk collapsed and withered, and Xunzi's branches became more and more obvious.

Xunzi walked to Confucius' Dharma Image.

Xunzi's Dharma image was placed on top of Confucius' head with his right hand. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was sensing something.

Mencius looked at the Dharma image, but let out a light sigh.

Suddenly, Xunzi opened his eyes, let his hands go from Confucius' forehead, and turned to look at the various Dharma images.

"Confucius died, but his soul is still there, and he is reincarnated. Don't worry, in a few years, when Confucius' reincarnation body re-understands Confucianism, then this Dharma image will wake up again!" Xunzi said.

"Really?" Confucius and his disciples shouted.

In the real world, Confucius' seventy-two disciples all showed ecstasy.

Some disciples almost fainted from crying. How could the master die?

What good news is that I can still wake up when I hear it now.

Rules in the sea.

"Xunzi, my essence makes me grateful to you!" A Confucius disciple bowed respectfully.

"Xunzi, my essence also makes me grateful to you!"

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One after another Confucius disciples all bowed to Xunzi.

Xunzi Faxiang shook his head: "The person who should thank him should not be me, but Mencius!"

"Hmm?" Everyone was confused.

"This time, Confucius was trapped in Sun Wu's military tomb. Once he entered the Taoist realm, his soul would be unable to escape. Confucius might have been destroyed by his body and spirit, but Mencius invited Jiang Tai to persuade Sun Wu. Although he also killed Confucius, he let Confucius' soul be reincarnated. In the future, if you do not die, you will see Confucius again. Therefore, the person you should thank should be Mencius!" Xunzi looked at Mencius.

"Thank you, Meng Sheng!" A group of Confucius' disciples respectfully bowed to Mencius.

Mencius's Dharma image shook his head: "You don't need to thank me. This may be the last time I will participate in Confucianism and Taoism together!"

"Oh?" Xunzi showed a hint of doubt.

"I have promised Jiang Tai that I will join Buddhism!" Mencius said solemnly.

"What?" All Confucian disciples exclaimed.

Even Xunzi showed a look of surprise.

"How can it be? Jiang Tai is the murderer who killed the giant. Meng Sheng, how can you join the thief?" Yan Hui's Fa Xiang exclaimed.

Xunzi said in a deep voice: "Mencius, you are different from other Confucian disciples. You are a Confucian saint. If you know my Confucian situation, how could you...?"

Mencius Faxiang nodded and said, "Don't worry, Sheng Xun, I have told Jiang Tai that I will not disclose anything about Confucianism, and in the future, I will never be enemies of Confucianism!"

"That's not possible!" Yan Hui's Dharma Image exclaimed.

Xunzi frowned and said, "Don't quarrel, listen to Mencius!"

Mencius nodded: "Sage Xun, you know the importance of the ancestor to Confucianism. This time, if I do not agree to Jiang Tai's request, Jiang Tai will not be able to persuade Sun Wu to release the ancestor's soul. I promised Jiang Tai that I would join the Buddhist world with my great way. If Buddhism is immortal, I will always be a Buddhist disciple, just to save Confucius' soul and repay the teacher's kindness!"

After Mencius said that, all the Confucian disciples calmed down.

At this moment, no one criticized Mencius again. Mencius joined Buddhism in order to save Confucius.

"Sacrifice your body for righteousness and serve the demons with your body? Meng Sheng, congratulations on your understanding and understanding of the realm of sacrificing yourself for righteousness!" Xunzi congratulated.

Mencius nodded: "Those who are not the leader of the church have their own death, which is either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. The teacher's kindness is heavier than all mountains. For this kindness and this kindness, I can choose to give up everything!"

A group of Confucian disciples were silent again.

"Mencius, you mean that as long as Buddhism is not destroyed, you are a Buddhist disciple. Once Buddhism is destroyed, you will return?" Yan Hui asked the Dharma image.

Mencius nodded: "I have Confucianism in my heart, and there are Confucianism everywhere! If Buddhism perishes, I will come back!"

"That's good, Mencius is high righteousness, and we are all grateful to the original body. Yan dedicates to Meng Sheng to promise that in the future, the Buddhists will be destroyed and the return of Meng Sheng!" Yan Hui's Dharma image said solemnly.

Mencius nodded.

"boom!"

Suddenly, on the Confucian way, the huge branch where Mencius was located suddenly broke and opened.

A huge mulberry branch broke away from the mulberry tree.

"Everyone, Jiang Tai has not destroyed Confucius' body and has been escorted back to his hometown. If you are willing, you can attend his funeral. You are here to go, but you cannot go there. Take care!" Mencius said.

After Mencius said that, he slowly flew away into the distance with his huge tree branches.

But behind Mencius, there were fifty Dharma images, all of which were followers of Mencius.

No matter where Mencius went, fifty followers followed closely.

"Master, where are we going?" asked a follower.

"Buddhist Bian Que is open to my original secret realm of heaven and earth. I already know the direction, follow me!" Mencius explained.

"Dimension? Since the direction has appeared, why not let the Confucian Tao go and destroy and annex the Buddhist Tao?" The disciple said in confusion.

Mencius shook his head: "A man cannot stand without faith. My Confucianism and Taoism are the first priority!"

"Yes!" The disciples nodded and said no more.

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A clan of Ji surname. A mountain top.

King Zhao of Chu stood in front of Zhurong, and there was another man in front of Zhurong.

"Master, this is the news from Senior Brother, there is no big noise!" the man said with a frown.

"Impossible, Confucius died easily like this? At least I should let me know who else is behind him, right?" Zhu Rong said with a gloomy face.

"No, but news came from Yingdu. It seemed that Yan Hui was first distraught, then he looked ecstatic, and said, "It's okay, Master is reincarnated, and he can still live, and he can still live!"" said the man.

"Sun Wu's military tomb is the Taoist realm. If Confucius died, his soul and soul should be destroyed, unless Sun Wu did it on purpose?" Zhu Rong narrowed his eyes.

"By the way, Mencius seems to be in the Great Leiyin Temple, maybe because of Mencius?" King Zhao of Chu said with a look.

"No, Jiang Tai's will and Sun Wu's will, it is impossible for them to make such a mistake. They must have known what they know and what they really have behind Confucius! Damn, what exactly is it?" Zhu Rong said with a gloomy face.

"Master, although I didn't see what background Confucius had this time, at least Confucianism was seriously damaged this time. If my junior brother used Confucianism, he would be easier to get started!" said the man.

King Zhao of Chu looked moved and nodded.
To be continued...