Three hundred and forty-eight chapters Confucianism and Taoism
Outside the city tower is the Imperial Master, and on top of the city tower is the Empress of the Tang Dynasty Li Qi. However, this empress is not protected by any powerful people except for the four people Mei Lan, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum.
Meng Zisheng didn't say anything, and the Imperial Master didn't say anything either. They were just confronting each other outside the imperial city. Then Li Qi on the tower said: "Mr. Meng, for the sake of the common people in the world, please give the Imperial Master
There is a way out for adults."
Meng Zisheng saluted Li Qi and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry."
Hearing this answer, Li Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
The Imperial Master must have heard these words and knew that his life was not in danger, so he smiled and said: "I have heard about Mr. Meng's outstanding demeanor a long time ago, and now I am really honored to see him."
Meng Zisheng ignored him.
The old Imperial Master was not embarrassed, and continued: "Mr. Meng is a disciple of the academy, and the saint sits down, and I am also a scholar, so if there is any problem, can we solve it in the scholar's way?"
Meng Zisheng said directly: "No. And you are worthy of being called a scholar?"
The old Imperial Master's face became a little ugly, but he still said with a smile: "Mr. Meng is right. It's just that I only focus on learning, and I have a lot of old bones. If I fight with fists and kicks, wouldn't it be unfair to the old man? If this is a rumor
It doesn't matter if I go out, I'm just afraid of affecting the reputation of the academy."
Meng Zisheng smiled "haha" and said: "This is the order of my junior uncle. If you want to blame, it is you who provoked my junior uncle? And if I beat you today and rescue your disciple, no matter how you look at it, you will make the profit."
Yes, Datang also made a profit."
The old Imperial Master looked bitter and asked tentatively: "How about changing to another place?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Zisheng had already disappeared. The old Imperial Master's expression suddenly changed, and then his whole body flew up high and fell onto the city tower. Then he slid down to the bottom of the city tower like a pile of mud, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Seeing this situation, Li Qi was shocked, but his face remained calm.
After Meng Zisheng threw the old imperial master out, he saluted Li Qi, then stood up from the ground and rode the dragon to the north.
Li Qi replied: "Mr. Meng, go away."
After the quasi-sage walked away, she said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and save our Imperial Master."
Suddenly, a group of soldiers poured out of the city. They had obviously been lurking in the imperial city for a long time.
These soldiers picked up the Imperial Preceptor from downstairs, and then a doctor hurried over. After taking the Imperial Preceptor's pulse, he said to Li Qi upstairs: "Reply to Your Majesty, there is no
The serious problem is just qi and blood stasis, causing temporary coma. You can wake up after it is cleared."
Li Qi breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are there any hidden dangers?"
The old imperial doctor was stunned and said: "This villain can't diagnose it. After all, it was a saint who did it. I can't tell whether there is anything left behind, so I can't tell for sure."
Li Qi nodded, then waved his hand, and the old imperial doctor asked people to carry the Imperial Master into the imperial city.
Li Qi stood on the tower and looked into the distance. No one knew what the Empress was thinking...
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Jinyang Empire, North.
Although it has already entered summer, there is still a coolness in the wind.
At this moment, a young man with a disheveled appearance was chewing a piece of dry buckwheat cake until half of his neck grew. If it were not for the sake of survival and without water, no one would be willing to eat such a thing.
He could be considered a scholar after all. Not only was his hair unkempt, but his face was covered with stubble. He looked like a beggar.
Before I finished eating a piece of dry biscuit, a voice came from the woods: "Go and search over there. Even if you turn the whole forest over, even if you dig the ground three feet, we will find that boy."
Hearing this voice, the young man's expression changed, he hurriedly put the remaining half of the dry biscuit into his pocket, and then continued to flee north through the dense forest.
He is from the Tang Dynasty and should have fled south, but now the south has been completely blocked, and even the east and west are heavily guarded. If he does not want to be caught by these Jinyang soldiers, his only way to survive is the north. This is
He said that he would only get further and further away from the Tang Dynasty, but now he had nothing to do.
He is just a scholar and has no strength. Not to mention that there are many strong men in Jinyang's army, just ordinary soldiers can easily defeat him.
But if this continues, even if they are not caught by these Jinyang soldiers, they will probably starve to death on the way to escape. This is because the further north you go, the less and less you can eat, and sometimes even
You will encounter the remaining monsters, and if you are not careful, you will become the monster's meal.
Wu Ziqi knew very well that as he went north, he would encounter more and more monsters, and what was waiting for him would eventually be death. Either he would die in the mouths of monsters, he would starve to death on the way, or he would die by the swords of those Jinyang soldiers.
under.
The difference is that either the warcraft is cheaper, the beasts in the mountains are cheaper, or the soldiers of Jinyang are cheaper.
After fleeing northward for a while, Wu Ziqi suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.
Above the sky, there were two giant golden dragons hovering, making dragon roars that resounded throughout the world.
Then he saw a man in white floating down, like an immortal in the sky.
He has never seen this Confucian quasi-sage, so he naturally doesn't know who this person is, but he can feel the movement of Fang Zhenchi, but it is not a movement of danger, but a kind of friendly movement, like
It's the same feeling as when old friends meet.
So although he didn't know the other person, he knew that the other person had no ill intentions and that he should be a scholar like him.
Just as he stopped for a while, countless Jinyang soldiers immediately surrounded him, but they were all like him at this moment, looking up at the man in white who descended from the sky, and were deeply impressed by this man's immortal temperament.
Deeply shocked and impressed.
The man landed on the ground, and the two golden dragons followed him. However, before landing on the ground, they suddenly shrank in size and turned into two golden carp, which got into the sleeves of the man in white.
The man in white smiled and asked, "Wu Ziqi?"
Wu Ziqi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly saluted and said, "Wu Ziqi has met his senior."
Meng Zisheng smiled and said: "My name is Meng Zisheng, a disciple of Siya Academy. My junior uncle asked me to take you back, so you don't have to run away anymore."
Wu Ziqi was stunned and asked: "Miss Huang?"
Meng Zisheng nodded.
Wu Ziqi said: "No wonder..."
He continued: "Thank you, senior."
Meng Zisheng smiled slightly, and just at this moment, several figures appeared out of thin air in the sky, all of them strong Taoists.
An old Taoist said: "Mr. Meng finally returned to the Tang Dynasty. He didn't stay in the academy properly, and now he breaks into the north again. It's really a waste of Her Royal Highness's original intention."
Meng Zisheng smiled and said: "You are joking, you are joking. There are not many people in the world who can stop me, Meng Zisheng. It just so happens that you are not among them."
The old Taoist smiled and said: "Mr. Meng is right, but it is different if Mr. Meng still wants to take him with him. Besides, if there is no such thing in this world, what about heaven?"
Meng Zisheng frowned slightly, and involuntarily raised his head to glance at the sky, and his tone became a little more serious: "Although Taoism has its own inheritance, you are all monks in the world after all. Opening the gate of heaven will only destroy the luck of the world.
Why are you doing this? As the saying goes, people never forget their roots. No matter what the human world is, it is the foundation after all. But now you want to bring other people into your own homes. Are you really not afraid of attracting wolves into your home? Or have you never treated this human world like this?
Treat the world as your home?”
These Taoist heavenly masters did not speak, but just looked down at the two people below.
Meng Zisheng sighed: "That's right, this is the practice of you Taoist heavenly masters."
The old Heavenly Master who spoke earlier continued: "We don't want to be enemies with Mr. Meng, but this man must not leave."
Meng Zisheng smiled and said: "I, Meng Zisheng, can die, but he must live."
The old heavenly master said: "In this case, we can only offend you."
After saying this, everyone looked at each other, then stood apart and formed seals with their hands at the same time.
As the seals of these people changed, the world began to surge, and then Taoist runes continued to appear out of thin air, connecting with each other to form a huge formation that enveloped the world.
In response to this, Meng Zisheng's expression did not change at all. He raised his hand and the golden dragons with two sleeves rushed out, then circled each other and rushed directly towards the large formation.
Accompanied by a shocking loud noise, the turbulent air waves between the sky and the earth rolled, and the dense forests were instantly razed to the ground. Those Jinyang soldiers did not have time to retreat, and were directly turned into powder in these air waves!
The Taoist great master said in a deep voice: "Suppress!"
After the words fell, everyone's seals changed, and a sharp sword appeared out of thin air, and then fell down, as if to kill the two dragons.
The clothes on Meng Zisheng's body began to flutter violently, and then a layer of clear light shrouded his body. In the chaotic world at this moment, he was like a majestic and motionless mountain peak, and the righteousness between heaven and earth was awe-inspiring.
Meng Zisheng didn't have a sword in his hand, but he made a sword secret and said: "The first sword, Wentian!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword skills and pointed his sword towards the sky.
The sword energy is majestic, and the rainbow pierces the sun.
All the swords were destroyed in an instant, as if they were instantly overwhelmed by some invisible force.
Those Taoist runes began to show cracks, then spread quickly, and finally exploded.
The faces of all the great Taoist heavenly masters changed dramatically, and some even staggered and almost fell from the sky.
Meng Zisheng withdrew the sword technique in his right hand, then drew the sword again, and at the same time said: "Second sword, ask the ground!"
There are sword energy rising from the earth, tens of thousands of them!
These swords are just like the previous swords driven by Taoist masters using formations, except that one goes down and the other goes up.
The faces of all the Taoist great masters became more gloomy, and then one of the great Taoist masters quickly formed seals with his hands, bit his tongue at the same time, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
After he spit out the blood, the blood turned into a Taoist rune, but the Taoist rune exploded just as it was completed.
The great Taoist heavenly master said in a deep voice: "Please give me the decree!"
As his words fell, the world fell silent for an instant, and the long swords that rose from the earth shattered one by one, faster and faster.
A scroll appeared in the sky above the Taoist great master. The scroll slowly unfolded. From the scroll, a magic weapon appeared, pointing directly at Meng Zisheng below.