"As a Confucius saint, you should have followed the precepts of your ancestors, treated others with kindness and justice, and made a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. Who was defeated by the Yellow Turbans back then, like a bereaved dog, and who sent troops to relieve you of the Yellow Turbans? But you, you made false accusations

I colluded with the Yellow Turbans. Did you throw all the words of our ancestors into the cesspool? With such an act of repaying kindness with hatred, I wonder how you can have the face to see the ancestors of Huangquan after your death!"

"You stinking old scholar, one of your crimes is being unfilial to your ancestors!"

"As a minister of the Han Dynasty, you don't want to eliminate the country's troubles and do your best for the Han Dynasty. Instead, you stay in peace and shelter and attach yourself to the rebel Tian Kai. Let me ask you, you keep saying that you are doing it for the Han Dynasty and the court. But you just say it.

Tian Shijun, but he shouts more diligently than anyone else! Was his Qingzhou governor appointed by the emperor today, or by Gongsun Zan?"

"You stinky old boy, your second crime is disloyalty to the current imperial court!"

"As a Confucian preacher and a saint, you not only fail to keep pace with the times and tolerate all things. Instead, you use Kong Rong's words to explain what Confucianism is and to restrain Confucianism, and you still have the nerve to say so.

I have thousands of peaches and plums under my sect, but I think you have misled thousands of people!"

"You stinky old boy, your third crime is being unjust to the students in the world!"

"As the supreme Confucian scholar in the world, you should always think about the common people. Instead, you only care about the safety of Qingzhou and even your own county in Beihai, completely ignoring the stability of the thirteen states in the world. In such a war-torn situation, you also implement strict taxation

, listen to yourself how many hungry people are wailing and how many refugees are rioting in your city at this time! How can the common people deserve this if they are so narrow-minded!"

"You stinky old boy, your fourth crime is being unkind to the common people!"

"Such an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust person has the nerve to bark in the name of Confucianism and Taoism in front of the generals in front of the world's officials and soldiers!"

"I have never seen such a shameless person——"

The moment the voice fell, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a strong wind rose.

The originally clear sky filled the sky, but from unknown time onwards, patches of haze came in, threatening to cover the sky.

Pan Feng's wanton and wild words were like a thunderous command, causing the heaven and earth to change color.

Looking around the entire wilderness, at this moment, there is no other sound except the sound of wind and breathing!

Deathly silence!

Everyone fell into deep silence!

A moment ago, Kong Rong scolded Pan Feng for being shameless between heaven and earth, but at this moment, Pan Feng counterattacked and accused him with reason and evidence in front of thousands of people.

He was even charged with being unfaithful, unfilial, and unkind!

"you you......"

Kong Rong's expression was distorted, his body swayed violently, and he was breathing heavily. He felt the blood rushing in his chest and the meridians in his brain pumping.

He struggled to calm down the anger in his chest, but suddenly he found those literati and officials on the tower.

Their expressions have undergone subtle changes, and they are looking at themselves with strange eyes at this moment.

In that look, some vague doubts began to appear!

The obsession with Kong Rong in their hearts has been shaken.

Under the attention of everyone, Pan Fengce immediately took a few steps forward, and a storm surged between his eyebrows.

"After becoming a saint, I don't know what the way of a saint is. In this case..."

I saw Pan Feng sneer, while raising the Qinglong Yanyue Sword that was dragged diagonally under the horse, and said loudly:

"Then let me tell you what the true way of a saint is..."

"Establish your heart for heaven and earth!"

"Establish a destiny for the people!"

"Continue the unique learning for the Holy Spirit!"

"Create peace for all eternity!"

Rumble!

Those sonorous and powerful words hit the ears like thunder, lingering for a long time and difficult to disperse.

Pan Feng's words hit the target, and everyone in the world was shocked!

The scribes all over the city suddenly felt that their minds were empty, and they all stood in a daze.

At this time, there are no words to describe the expressions on their faces.

Even Guo Jia and Mi Zhen couldn't help but tremble, and unprecedented surprise appeared in their eyes as they looked at Pan Feng.

Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!

Although there are only a few words, it explains the great path of the world that countless sages have struggled to find for thousands of years.

The ancients will never be seen before, and the newcomers will never be seen after.

In this world, there is such an eternal masterpiece!

And coming from the mouth of a warrior, this is simply the most appalling thing in the world.

At this moment, it was as if time had been frozen, and no frivolous words could be heard anymore.

Some are just the sound of heavy breathing that is difficult to calm down and suppress!

Kong Rong immediately felt that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and he was at a loss for words.

He, who boasted that he was familiar with scriptures and had millions of economic knowledge, could not think of any words to use to refute Pan Feng's words.

Because these words come from the four sentences of Hengqu, written by Zhang Zai, a great scholar of Neo-Confucianism in the Northern Song Dynasty, eight hundred years later.

It can be said that it is a dimensionality reduction attack that spans time and space. Even if modern morality is flaunted and respected, how can it be argued and cracked by just Kong Rong?

Sure enough, Kong Rong's old face suddenly turned red from holding back the pain, as if he had suffered from constipation for more than ten years.

Kong Rong was a Confucian scholar for the first time. Whether it was his act of giving away a pear when he was a child, or his act of fighting for death among the whole family, he became famous all over the world.

But he had never been questioned and humiliated like this in front of the world's officials.

What's more, the person who humiliated him was a martial artist.

He is the warrior who is most despised and looked down upon by him.

In his rage, Kong Rong's common demeanor suddenly disappeared. He pointed angrily at Pan Feng and roared with hatred: "You junior, you are not afraid of those who don't know!"

"But how dare you speak arrogantly and blaspheme the Confucianism and Taoism that have been passed down for centuries? This is the destiny established by the late Emperor Wu. How can you be allowed to be so arrogant here?"

"Destiny...what a destiny..."

Pan Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced sideways at Kong Rong, full of disdain.

It seemed that he had already guessed that he would say this and use the divine destiny of kings to scare him.

After all, in this superstitious era, the emperor is the destiny, and he is also the symbol of the dragon.

When the Mandate of Heaven is mentioned, everyone's expression changes when they hear it, because it is the deterrent force of divine authority.

It's a pity that what Kong Rong met today was not a normal person.

"The vision of heaven and earth is being activated, please wait a moment, host..."

At the same time, the system's voice sounded in Pan Feng's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Pan Feng's eyes were as bright as ice, and he swept across the group of heroes and shouted proudly: "Let you open your eyes wide and see what destiny is!"

Under the gaze of pairs of eyes, Pan Feng suddenly raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, and the cold blade pointed directly at the sky.

"There is one stone in the world's fortune, but I, Pan Feng, have eight fortunes!"

"Sun, moon, mountains and rivers, listen to my orders!"

Huh~huh~huh

Suddenly, the situation between the sky and the earth changed dramatically, the wind suddenly became more severe, and the dark clouds in the sky were gathering rapidly, as if the end was coming.
Chapter completed!