The old scholar and the golden-armored god sat side by side at the top of the steps.
The Suishan Masami, who is actually taller when sitting than the old scholar when standing, asked: "You don't even look at the south side of Aquarius Continent? This is not like your style."
The old scholar sat on the right hand side of the Suishan Great God, as if this way he could hide further from Dongbaopingzhou. He shook his head and said, "Don't look at it. No matter how hard-hearted a person is, his heart can be broken several times.
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The golden-armored god suddenly raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in surprise: "A rare visitor is visiting Suishan. Do you want to meet the old scholar? If you find him annoying, I won't open the door."
The old scholar said: "If it is Dong, Han and Zhu of the Confucian Temple, just say that the old man has spoken personally. Don't bother our most holy masters to fight with others."
Those three old Confucian masters are the three principal and deputy leaders of the world. They are all true sects of a hundred generations. They have continued the cultural lineage of Confucianism and passed down the fire from generation to generation, and their contributions will last for thousands of years.
The master of Confucianism is Master Dong, the leader of the Confucian Temple.
Proposing the induction of heaven and man, he integrated the complex cultural context in his hands. In addition to formulating the framework of the Three Academy and the Seventy-two Academies for future generations, he also established the Taixue in the Yamashita Dynasty to promote official learning and provide training for the Confucian students in the Academy.
He proposed a whole set of righteous methods. It also made future emperors and monarchs, whenever they encounter natural disasters and visions, and discover mistakes in governing the country, they must issue an edict to sin against oneself to the people of the world. The first draft of every edict to sin against oneself issued by emperors of various dynasties,
All were collected by the academy gentlemen and finally stored in the Chinese Confucian Temple.
The greatest feat of Master Dong was to almost depose a hundred schools of thought, but was rejected by the Li Sheng. The leader of the Confucian Temple retreated to the next best thing and used his own efforts to comment on the intellectual gains and losses of the hundreds of schools of thought.
Only the superiors and inferiors. The founding monarch of a secular country would often formulate genealogical rankings for the surnames of hundreds of families in a country. Old Master Dong divided the "hundred families" into superiors and inferiors. Among them, the artists and merchants who ranked at the bottom also did not agree with this.
I can only hold my nose and admit it.
Not only that, Master Dong respected the unity of etiquette and law and was inclusive, so the knowledge of this leader of the Confucian Temple had the greatest influence on the Legalists and Yin-Yang Schools, which had the highest status among the hundreds of schools of thought in later generations.
Therefore, Master Dong is known as "the Confucian sect of the world".
The deputy leaders, Master Han and Master Zhu, reshaped the entire Confucian orthodoxy context and further subdivided the boundaries of gentlemen and sages. Master Han was naturally the closest to the lineage of Yasheng, and it can even be said that Yasheng's status in the Confucian Temple was
The rise of Han Laofuzi is half of the credit. The other one is unique, reaching a new peak in the cultural context, and evolving "ritual" into "reason".
As for the knowledge of the old scholar, he happened to have various disputes with the three principal and deputy leaders of the Confucian Temple.
Master Dong had already proposed that "the right way should not be used for profit, and the correct principles should not be rushed for success." However, the literary sage lineage finally introduced the knowledge of meritorious service, which eventually triggered the March 4th controversy from behind the scenes to the front.
.Although the theory of meritorious service was proposed by Cui Chan, the first disciple of the literary sage lineage, within the context of each article of Confucianism, it would naturally be regarded as the second most orthodox theory of the old scholar after "nature is inherently evil", so at that time it was
Tuwen temples all regard the theory of meritorious service as the fundamental purpose of the old scholar's own knowledge. In addition, Cui Chan has always suggested changing the word "annihilation" to "zheng", which is more appropriate, which also caused dissatisfaction with this context of Master Zhu.
Hi, Cui Chan was once again used as an "evil" by the other party, and he asked Cui Chan in turn, who of our cultural backgrounds is more pretentious...
The students no longer recognize the teacher as a teacher, but there is no teacher who does not care about the students.
The golden-armored god really admired the courage of the old scholar. In the past, it was just the two of them in Suishan, so they could just talk nonsense. But now the Holy Master is sitting next to him. How dare the old scholar dare to be so generous?
Unexpectedly, the old master smiled and said, "I didn't hear anything."
Anyway, that scholar has the ability to talk nonsense, so he is not afraid of settling the scores in the future, and he has the ability to bear the scolding in the Confucian Temple. Besides, when there is a quarrel, whoever scolds will have two opinions.
The golden-armored god said helplessly: "It's not the three Confucian Temple leaders, it's Mr. Zheng from Baidicheng."
The old scholar laughed and gave a wink to his friend. He probably didn't believe that the other party would open the door immediately, which would make him waste his saliva. Therefore, the old scholar stretched his neck first and found that the door was indeed open. Then he deliberately turned his head to talk to the golden armored god.
The man said loudly: "Mr. Zheng? You are unfamiliar, aren't you? If the old man is unhappy, I will take care of it. I will never make it difficult for Brother Huaixian to be a good man. Take a look, this old Zheng, as a giant of the devil,
I dare to come to see the Holy Master. With this courage, how can I not be the number one person in the magic way? The number one person is him. If it were someone else to sit in this position, I would be the first to be unconvinced. If it weren’t for Ya
The Holy Spirit stopped me. I had already sent a plaque to Baidi City. The couplets on the door of Brother Tianlai’s house in Longhu Mountain were written horizontally. You know how well they were written. They were so-so. I didn’t hang them up for Brother Tianlai. When I arrived at Brother Zheng’s
Baidi City, as long as I drink and become more poetic, as long as I exert my eight successful powers, I will definitely overwhelm the Tianshi Mansion..."
After Master Suishan opened the door, Zheng Juzhong, dressed in a snow-white robe, stepped out from the edge of the land and walked directly to the door at the foot of the mountain. He stopped there, bowed to the Holy Master first, and then looked up at the eloquent man.
The old scholar stood up with a smile. Zheng Juzhong snapped his fingers, and the two miniature landscape restraints in his ears were shattered.
The lord of Baidi City obviously did not want to accept the old scholar's favor.
The old scholar who had wasted all his efforts was stunned on the spot, why the hell is this Zheng Juzhong so shameless? Next time he will definitely give him the "Baidi City Bad Chess Basket" with four big characters.
The golden-armored god asked: "See you again?"
The old scholar lamented, nodded, put his hand on the shoulder of Suishan Master, and together they came to the mountain gate.
Zheng Juzhong said: "I have always wanted to play a game of chess with the two of them. Now one can wait slowly, and the other one? If it can also wait, I can take people to Nanbosuo Continent, Liuxia Continent, and Baidi City
There are not many people, only seventeen, but it is still possible to help with a little help. For example, six of them can use Baidi City's unique secret skills to sneak into the monster clan in the wild world and steal the middle positions of the major military tents. It is not difficult at all.
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The old scholar sat down on the steps and said, "Forget it, don't rub salt into the wound. Do you want to go to those two continents?"
I will definitely go anyway, maybe Baidi City has already done this.
Zheng Juzhong's approach has always been very wild.
"It seems that Mr. Wen Sheng, your two disciples, have no way of turning back."
Zheng Juzhong sat next to the old scholar, was silent for a moment, and said: "Back then, after deciding the outcome of the chess game with Xiu Hu among the colorful clouds, Xiu Hu actually left a message, which is unknown to the world. He said that his junior brother Qi Jingchun was more powerful at chess.
, so defeating him Cui Chan means defeating him alone, and does not count as defeating the lineage of literary saints. That’s why I was very curious back then. I wanted to go out of the city to meet Qi Jingchun and invite him to have a chat. Because I wanted to know who in the world could win.
He is as proud as an embroidered tiger, and he is willing to consider himself inferior to others."
The old scholar remained silent.
But Zheng Juzhong said something that no one expected, "But I have always felt that Cui Chan was outside the chessboard and was more powerful. He lost chess back then, especially the last game that has not been circulated. The chessboard had twenty-three lanes.
Cui Han lost because the chessboard between the two players was too small. Even today, I still think so. Qi Jingchun's moves were intermittent and scattered everywhere. From now on, Cui Han had to make moves alone and be able to connect the chessboard everywhere.
The established chess pieces on the board can be picked up by the backhand everywhere, and eventually the entire chessboard becomes connected with the same spirit. This is so difficult that ordinary people cannot imagine it."
The old scholar still didn't speak.
Zheng Juzhong suddenly asked: "Before old Master Dong entered the Confucian Temple, he preached and lectured in the countryside. The uninvited guest who was disapproving of the scriptures after hearing the scriptures was an ordinary and strange old fox in the mountains, or one of Lu Shen's mental forms.
The...mouse?"
The old scholar said softly: "I'll ask you later."
Zheng Juzhong asked: "The old scholar really can't persuade Cui Chan to change his mind?"
The old scholar shook his head and said: "All of my disciples are so nice. If you don't have the heart to talk about it, it's useless to say it."
Zheng Juzhong stood up. The lord of Baidi City would return to Fuyao Continent immediately. This was a secret agreement between him and Cui Han.
Give it to a closed disciple in Baidi City who is worthy of inheriting the mantle and the road. As a price, Zheng Juzhong needs to exchange a lost and recovered Fuyao Continent for this person.
And the direct disciple that Zheng Juzhong really wanted to cultivate was Gu Can, who was brought by Cui Chan to inquire about Chen Ping'an at Shujian Lake.
That game of questioning and the sharpening of Taoism affected both Chen Ping'an, who was in despair, and Gu Can, who refused to admit his mistakes, but learned to respect the "rules".
If Gu Can admits his mistake, it is nothing more than the Great Li Dynasty or Aquarius Continent. If there is another half-hearted scholar Gu Can who refuses to admit his mistake in his heart, but is willing to correct his mistakes, then there will be one more Baidi City in the world.
Gu Can will make many future generations, many outsiders and heretics who think they are smart, truly know what is the true evil way in the hearts of Cui Chan, the embroidered tiger, and Zheng Juzhong, Baidi City.
Next to the pavilion in Caizhi Mountain, there are hundreds of pines with roots in the cracks of the ancient cliffs. The branches and leaves are slanting across the forehead of the viewing pavilion. It is like an immortal master painting his brows for the small pavilion. The wind blows the pines and waves, and the mountain becomes more serene. The sun shines through.
Among the ancient pine branches and leaves, scattered on the ground, the fine pieces of gold in the pavilion moved with the wind, singing silently. There were also a boy in white and a girl in green robe, sitting on both ends of the railing on the cliff, like a pair of gods and lovers banishing the immortal.
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Cui Dongshan curled up, leaning his head against the pavilion pillar, and asked Chunqing for a pot of the world-famous Qingshenshan wine. This is the most indispensable item for Tianqing God’s Banquet in Zhuhai Cave. Chunqing had a lot to eat during this trip.
Bring drinks, and there are hundreds of jars of various sizes placed inside the items. Master Shanzhu once said that if you meet someone when you are out and about, whether it is a wealthy person at the foot of the mountain or a peddler in the market, you don’t need to be stingy.
Drink. Chunqing moved gently and threw a jug to the godly Mr. Cui. The young man in white twisted his neck and held the jug with his head. Then he shook his head and the jug fell forward. He caught it with his hand.
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Chunqing is young but has a lot of experience, but she has never seen someone like Cui Dongshan.
Cui Dongshan opened the mud seal, sniffed, stretched his neck and looked outside the cliff, and said with his tongue: "There are few people on the ground in the world, look at me in the blue sky of Dongshan."
Chunqing said: "Mr. Cui is already in the immortal realm, so stop trying to put money on your face."
Cui Dongshan turned around and said with a smile: "Can a young girl know how to play chess? Both Go and chess are fine."
Chunqing shook his head and said: "I know how to play, but I am not very interested in playing chess. I don't play well. Jiang Taigong often drags Xu Bai to play chess. Mr. Wei doesn't like to interrupt the chess game. He will stand on Xu Bai's side and hope that Xu Bai wins. I like it."
Asking Xu Xian whether his move was good or not, and whether Xu Xian's move was absolutely perfect, how could I know if it was good or not, so it was a bit annoying. Later, whenever Mr. Wei turned his head, I would immediately nod his head and say yes, yes, yes.
Yes, yes, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, absolutely wonderful. I originally thought that when Mr. Wei saw me being so perfunctory, he should calm down, but in the end it still didn’t work.”
Cui Dongshan sighed: "Young girl, you still suffer from not being sincere to others. As long as you come to our Luolu Mountain as a guest, you first go to the Qilong Lane shop for a few days and learn from an old immortal named Jia.
The art of speaking will definitely benefit you a lot in less than ten years, your skills will greatly increase, and you will be invincible from now on."
Chunqing said: "Forget it, I don't have any idea about Luolu Mountain and Piyun Mountain. Mr. Cui, if you can teach me an immediate method, I will consider whether to go there."
Cui Dongshan immediately said with a smile: "What's so difficult about this? I'll teach you a trick and it will work. For example, next time Mr. Wei bothers you again, you should look more serious first and look at the chess game with your eyes deliberately for a moment.
Then he raised his head and told Mr. Wei seriously that Xu Bai was said to be the 'young Jiang Taigong'. That's not right. It should be replaced by Ancestor Jiang, who was hailed as the 'old Xu Xian' in the mountains."
Chunqing asked doubtfully: "Is it really possible?"
Cui Dongshan said: "Then let's make a bet. If it works out, you will give me a hundred jars of Qingshenshan Xianjia's wine. If not, I will treat you as if I owe you a hundred jars of Luopo Mountain's most famous wine? Then you can ride a dragon."
Pick it up in the alley."
Chunqing thought for a while, he had saved more than 700 jars of wine in total, but he could only win or lose a hundred jars. Whether the number increased or decreased, it didn't seem to be a big problem. But Chunqing didn't understand why Cui Dongshan kept encouraging him to go down.
Mountain, as a sacrifice, guest? Does Luopo Mountain need it? Chunqing doesn’t think it does. Moreover, after seeing Cui Dongshan’s weird behavior with his own eyes, and hearing about the famous night banquet in Piyun Mountain, Chunqing feels that he can do it
If you go to Luopo Mountain, you will probably be acclimatized.
Cui Dongshan sat on the railing, swayed his legs, and hummed an unknown "Dragon and Snake Song", "A dragon wants to fly, and five snakes are assisting it. The dragon has risen to the clouds and has found its place. The four snakes have followed it and found its place."
Rain and dew all enter their own homes. A snake complains alone and dies in the wild."
Chunqing asked: "You mean the real dragon in Lizhu Cave?"
Cui Dongshan did not explain, but turned around and muttered: "The white poems and Su Ci are here, and the flames are as long as ten thousand feet. Casting thousands of images is a literary heart."
Chunqing suddenly said: "When Mr. Qi was young, was his temper... not very good?"
Cui Dongshan thought for a while, "Not to mention when he was young, he had a bad temper. He often quarreled with Cui Chan. If he couldn't argue, he would complain to the old scholar. He liked to fight with the left and right the most. He never won a fight, and some
At this time, Zuo Zuo couldn't bear to beat him anymore. The young man with a bruised nose and face still insisted on provoking Zuo Zuo. Zuo Zuo was pulled by Cui Han, and he was dragged away by the stupid big man. He also looked for opportunities to kick Zuo Zuo a few times. If it were me, it would be
You and I can't bear it either."
Chunqing sighed.
Cui Dongshan said some strange things to himself.
In the middle of winter, the water in the lotus pond dries up, the dead leaves are gone, the remaining branches are leaning horizontally, and there is no longer a rain cover, so the swimming fish are gone.
There is thunder in the middle of the night, the sky is spinning, and the poor old man has trouble sleeping. At the same time, the child starts to cry, sighing and crying at the same time.
The road of the world is like sheep's intestines, the bird path has been leveled, and the Dragon Palace has no water. The snow falls, the clothes are thinner, and the dream of plum blossoms outside the door is neglected. The white-haired old man, leaning on his stick, sees the place where he forgot to say, and doubts that I am a flower, I am snow, snow
And the flowers are me.
It's better to go to sleep together...
Daquan Dynasty in central Tongyezhou, Taoye Ferry.
On the ferry, Qiu Yue still made tea to entertain guests, but the person drinking tea was the sword cultivator Fei Ruan, the leader of hundreds of sword immortals in Tuo Yue Mountain.
Shengyue was never interested in fighting, and the two fights were so confusing that it made no sense, and the other party kept pestering them arbitrarily. There were two bastards, one with the surname Jiang and the other with the surname Chen.
, and both like to say some weird things that touch people's hearts, no wonder they can become good brothers. Jiang Shangzhen is a smiling tiger with a bad belly, and Chen Ping'an is a guy that Xianyue never wants to see again in his life. He is not old and has a lot of eyesight.
If his level was the same as Jiang Shangzhen's, it is estimated that the young hidden official would only be more ruthless.
However, Feiran was the only one among the many military accounts who did something similar to the credit of Yue Yue. He got a Luhua Island and a Creation Cave on the sea. When he arrived at Tongye Continent, Feiran just pocketed the Mirage City and passed the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Feiran seemed to have never fought or killed anyone from beginning to end, so she felt that Feiran could be regarded as a kindred spirit. So, the round-faced girl grabbed a lot of tea leaves from the long-necked tin tea can.
After a while, looking at the tea leaves, which were about to be ripe, Qiuyue handed Feiran a cup of tea. Feiran took it and took a sip of the tea leaves. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the round-faced girl in cotton-padded clothes, and she blinked.
, looking forward to it, asked: "Is the taste of the tea really better?"
Fei Ran said helplessly: "That's right. Drinking tea is not bitter. It's really outrageous."
Qiangyue was a little happy and eager to try: "My tea-making skills are actually relatively average, but cooking is really good. This Taoye Ferry can use local materials. I can catch a few fat mandarin fish, steam it, braise it in a stew pot,
The stove on the ship is also full of condiments. Can you and Mr. Zhou try it? Do you want some rice? I have hundreds of kilograms of Xianjia rice in my store, and I’m worried that I won’t be able to finish it all.”
Zhou Mi smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's definitely better than drinking plain water and tea."
Shengyue was a little annoyed, "Mr. Zhou took me under his sleeve earlier to borrow some moonlight and soul so that he could pretend to go to the moon palace, that's all. It's because my skills are inferior to others, so there's nothing to say. But making tea and drinking tea,
How big of a deal is it for Mr. Zhou to be so fussy about it?"
Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I apologize to Miss Qiangyue for drinking tea. Steamed mandarin fish tastes better, and then help me and Fei Ran cook a pot of rice. Actually, stinky mandarin fish has a different flavor, so forget it today and go back later
I teach you."
Qiangyue nodded and went about his business. He went to the bow of the boat to find a few mandarin fish that would eat more peach blossoms near the water. Making tea was too tiring and unpleasant.
Feiran somewhat admires this girl's big heart. She really doesn't care about anything and only cares about eating, drinking and having fun.
Previously, Shengyue was detained by Zhou Mi outside the demon building in Tongyezhou Town. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead. In the end, it turned out that only Feiran was the only outsider to worry about, while Shengyue herself didn't take it seriously? For such a strange woman, who knows who will follow her in the future?
Blessed to marry home.
Sheng Yue was busy going away, and Fei Ran was about to speak but hesitated. He had too many questions to ask in his heart, but he didn't know where to start. Why is senior brother Qie Yun willing to die? In the wild world, how precious is the great demon's life!
Before Qie Yun rushed to the battlefield in Fuyaozhou, it turned out that the joking conversation she had with Fei Ran were her last words.
Zhou Mi took out a seal from his sleeve, threw it to Fei Ran, and said with a smile: "Here you go."
Fei Ran took over, there was no mystery.
In the wild world, the self-proclaimed old bookworm is well-educated. His favorite private collection of books and seals has a lot of seal characters: I have accumulated three million volumes in my hand, and the weather is freezing. I am amusing myself. He has feasted on the immortal calligraphy for many years, and it is not in vain.
In this life, I will be a silverfish. The bottom line is "A hungry old bookworm".
It's just this seal, Zhou Mi never takes out the sealed books easily.
Feiran had studied with Zhou Mi for many years and had seen that seal twice. The material of the seal was not a natural treasure. Putting aside the identity of the owner and the craftsmanship, the price of the seal material alone would probably not be enough for even an ordinary scholarly and wealthy family.
Weng's Tibetan seal is not as good as it is.
And the seal in Feiran's hand right now is exactly this thing.
Zhou Mi joked: "The material of the seal is a piece of rock at the foot of a mountain I picked up on my way out of my hometown in the past. Compared with Bai Ye's gift of a sword, this gift is indeed a bit less polite."
Fei Ran's heartstrings were tense, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Fei Ran asked: "Has Mr. Zhou ever thought about winning this battle?!"
Zhou Mi smiled and asked, "I really didn't expect Fei Ran to ask this first."
To this day, Feiran still can't understand why the immortal sword Taibai was split into four parts, and Bai Ye was willing to give one of the opportunities to himself, a strange monster clan in the wild world. Feiran believed that he had nothing to do with Bai Ye.
They are strangers to each other, even if they are inherited from their hometown, they still have no connection with the most proud person in the world. Neither the master nor the senior brother Qie Yun who accepted the disciple as a master have ever been to Haoran World, and Bai Ye has never boarded a board.
On the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall, in fact, Bai Ye had not even set foot on the Hanging Mountain in his entire life.
Zhou Mi explained Feiran's confusion and said: "Bai Ye handed out the last sword as a fourteenth-level monk, and the situation was chaotic. He may have slightly explored the secrets of the sky. Maybe he saw a certain time scroll. The scene is the future of the long river of time.
At the ferry, I know that your position in my mind is extremely important."
Feiran gently placed the seal on the tables at hand and said: "Among Mr. Zhou's direct disciples, there are many swordsmen."
Careful recruitment of disciples, unique vision, and willingness to cultivate carefully, so among the direct disciples, the first disciples Shou Chen, Cai Ying, Tong Xuan, Tong Yin, Yu Zao, and Jiashen Zhang Liu Bai are all sword cultivators, and
They all rank among the Hundred Sword Immortals of Tuoyue Mountain.
Only when you recruit a new disciple and change Geta's surname to Zhou Qinggao is he not a sword cultivator.
Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Confucian scholars have always borrowed books from ancient times as a warning. Some scholars from scholarly families often put at the beginning and end of their family's book collections a warning to future generations who would read books. It is better to spend money and not borrow books. Some people even follow the rules at home.
In the ancestral precepts, there is also a special and harsh sentence written to scare people, 'It is unfilial to borrow money from someone.'"
Feiran said: "Excuse me, Mr. Zhou, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhou Mi shook his head, put his fingers together, and with a slight swipe, a landscape painting like a ruler appeared.
The outer battlefield.
In a whirlpool formed by countless stars, a snow-white light column appeared, like the most exquisite sword light in the world, heading straight for the middle-aged scholar who was protecting the entire world.
This picture, suspended between carefulness and splendor, was shattered by just a few ripples of the true meaning of the great road.
Fei Ran's face was ashen.
Because deep down in his heart, Feiran admires the great sage in the world the most! Regarding this matter, Feiran never even mentioned a single word about it to his senior brother Qie Yun.
Zhou Mi's smile remained unchanged, and he helped Fei Ran speak out his heartfelt words: "The heaven and earth are orderly, there are laws in the world, and all living things have their own destiny. Everything goes its own way and lives in peace. Everything is harmonious! Lisheng
This move is certainly worthy of admiration. In fact, on this matter, I was almost exactly the same as you back then, and we respected the sage the most. Almost."
Since he was seen through carefully, Feiran stopped hiding and said in a deep voice: "In my eyes, this Confucian sage is the one I admire the most among all the saints of the three religions. Because he hopes that all things in the world and everything will exist.
Spiritual beings, at a relatively minimal cost, survive in the vast world, thrive, pursue freedom, practice and climb higher, gain more freedom, satisfy moderate animality within the rules, and human nature gradually becomes pure, and finally becomes almost divine.
Nature, but not divinity, living beings are still sentient beings. The lights of the world slowly move upward, gradually climbing higher. The strong protect the weak and lead the weak. Li Sheng hopes that one day, he can get out of the existing situation that neither increases nor decreases.
one'."
Fei Ran finally looked directly at Zhou Mi and said, "I never thought that you, Zhou Mi, could do better than Li Sheng."
Zhou Mi smiled and asked: "In this case, it is destined to be impossible to do better, so why not change a path and go higher? Or simply break it down and rebuild it, and start over from scratch. Wouldn't it be more perfect? The beating of a dull knife
Thousands of years of killings, unprovoked deaths, inexplicable resentments, unyielding ghosts and ghosts, people who don’t know what the so-called Taoism is, and the endless generation of alien demons that are constantly being killed. These are just not known to the world.
, in fact, there will be more deaths and more trouble than a simple and neat fight."
Zhou Mi raised his hand and slashed with his sword, "Cut the tangle with a sharp knife, and the tangle will be broken into pieces, and the world will return to clarity."
Fei Ran gritted his teeth and said: "It is said that the Holy Master felt that it would be the greatest selfishness if all people in the world were the same."
Zhou Mi put away his hand, "Then you can convince me with your ability. I can agree to something here first. Feiran can be both the new sage of ceremony and the new Baize, treating the human race in the vast world and the people in the wild world."
It’s up to you to treat all the monsters equally. Because of how the rules of heaven and earth will change in the future, you Feiran will have great authority. Except for the big framework that I have established in my heart, all other contexts and details will be decided by you Feiran.
I will never interfere in the decision."
Don’t you, Fei Ran, sincerely admire the sage of ritual? Then why don’t you seize this easy opportunity now and do it yourself?
Fei Ran risked his life to say what he had been thinking for a long time, "I simply can't trust the carefulness of a man who 'asks the road to cut down the woodcutter'!"
Zhou Mi smiled knowingly, "Just wait and see."
In ancient times, the sages personally determined the celestial phenomena, regulated the earth's rituals, established the five quantities, observed the phenomena and told the time, cast tripods and established inscriptions, and created almanacs. This is the beginning of human civilization.
For the first time, the sage of rites, who was called "little master" by Bai Ze, established well-documented and follow-through weights and measures to measure lengths, calculate sizes, and measure weights. In addition, it was also necessary to determine the time scale and survey the four directions of the world to "
With the method of "掬", we measure the mountains and seas and the long rivers of time, calculate the amount of spiritual energy in the heaven and earth, and establish the heavenly stems and earthly branches, the hours, the twelve months and the twenty-four solar terms.
Those who judge the long and short without missing a beat. Name the five powers and distribute the five artifacts to five people. Three of them are the originators of the Yin Yang family, magicians, and geographers among hundreds of schools of thought. They cast the world's first artifact with their own hands.
A copper coin and a piece of snow. The sky forms the image, the earth forms, and the people form their fortunes. The heaven, the earth, and the people each have their own destiny and go their own way. The three talents gather together, and the Tao and the law are harmonious. Size, length, weight, height, time, aura, etc.
The originally ethereal words were manifested into real objects in the hands of the sage.
Therefore, inside the Confucian Temple, the Lisheng will also be jokingly called Mr. Big Accountant. There is also an accompanying sage who is known as Mr. Little Accountant. He earns real money and is good at it. Merchants are not allowed to specialize in beauty.
in front.
Zhou Mi traveled around the wild world and discussed Taoism with the great ancestor of the wild world for thousands of years at Tuoyue Mountain. Both sides deduced countless possibilities. Among them, one of the things Zhou Mi wanted was that the world would be turned upside down, everything would be dim, there would be no basis for yin and yang, and there would be ignorance.
, Dao has no support, that is the real ritual collapse and music collapse, and the cauldron thundering. In the end, it is Zhou Mi who re-formulates the celestial phenomena and rituals, and redoes the stems and branches to determine the sun and the moon. Under the crushing force of such a great road, everything is involved.
The so-called ups and downs of people's hearts and the so-called vicissitudes of life are all worth mentioning.
After the three of them had eaten rice together, they stewed mandarin fish. Zhou Mi put down his bowls and chopsticks and suddenly laughed for no reason: "Those who stay for a long time will fly high. Those who start first will thank you early."
When the Confucian scholar in Aquarius Island, who only had a little aura left, smiled and asked, "Where is Jia Sheng?"
Zhou Mi stood up and replied with a smile: "Zhou Mi is here."
Zhou Mi thought to himself and said: "We really have to do something to teach the scholars all over the world what real..."
Halfway through his words, Zhou Mi stood up and looked at Fei Ran and Qian Yue with a smile.
Qiangyue said: "Knowing that the gods of the Fourteenth Realm fight, how earth-shaking and earth-shaking it is?"
Fei Ran glanced at the seal beside him and said softly: "It's helpful to open the book."
There are hundreds of schools of thought from the three religions, and a collection of three million volumes of books.
Bai Ying, the great demon on the throne of Fuyao Continent, and "Lu Fayan", Qie Yun's mentor in the wild world, shrunk down the mountains and rivers almost at the same time, came to a peach leaf ferry in Tongye Continent, and stepped on the water.
Zhou Mi took one step forward, and joined the path with Bai Ying, the great withered demon, and then walked towards the old man in green shirt with a bamboo flute hanging from his waist. When the three merged into one, he was the real "Jia Sheng", the real Wen Hai Zhou Mi.
In the past, there was a Confucian scholar who was very agile. When he was young, he read several lines in parallel. He had a photographic memory and forgot all about food and sleep. He read and copied books day and night, until his bones were gone. After recovering from a serious illness, he began to practice Taoism.
In order to have a longer life, you can read more books, but you have to seek the limitless. Confucian scholars began to write books in their hearts. When they were cultivating and climbing high, there were no preachers around them, and there was no book in the true sense of the fairy tale at hand.
Secrets, just relying on the hundreds of books on the three religions memorized in my heart, extracting the essence from the vast sea of books, and pieced together the fragments of fragments to create a practice secret book, in one step, I can climb to the top of the Qi Practitioner Retention Realm, and become a Qi Practitioner.
Jade Pu Realm. From then on, the boundless sea of learning manifested in the heart, and the mind was always immersed in it like a Yin spirit traveling far away. The spirit was aspiring to the eight extremes, and the mind was wandering thousands of miles. In the long journey of studying and practicing Taoism, it continued to
Collecting books lavishly, questioning the fundamental purpose of hundreds of schools of thought, constantly expanding the world of learning in my mind, using Confucian knowledge, I entered the Jade Pure Realm, but using the Taoist secret method of "Taixu is a furnace, the sun and the moon are candles", I entered the immortal realm and returned to nature.
, and then turned to study the sixteen Buddhist meditations, and finally chose the White Bones Concept among them, and was able to ascend to the realm of ascension. Then he used his mind to combine knowledge with the fourteenth realm, and secretly annexed Qie Yun's mentor.
Nowadays, there are several new thrones in the wild world. After the battle of Fuyao Continent, there are actually not many thrones left with old faces.
The old man in gray clothes who kept on fighting with Suishan in Jiaolong Valley was the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain.
Swordsman Xiao Xun, who raised the throne to the second highest position without authorization, Wenhai Zhoumi, swordsman Liu Cha, who didn't mind at all.
When going to Yangzhi in the waters of Nanbosu Island, she wanted to target the Zhenhai Tower that stood in the middle of Yizhou. As for the mellow Confucian Chen Chun'an who carried the sun and the moon on his shoulders, she would leave it to Liu Cha to deal with.
Feifei is still located on the battlefield between Aquarius Continent and Tongye Continent.
The powerful sword who lost the restraint of Jin Jia sits in Jin Jiazhou.
The great demon Wuyue and the guy holding a spear and using the corpse of a high-ranking god as his throne are already on the battlefield of South Posu Continent.
As well as Yuan Shou, who is responsible for targeting Jade Guizong and Jiang Shangzhen, this throne demon is what Cui Dongshan and Chun Qing said on the other side of Caizhi Mountain, "the younger brother of our ancestor who moved mountains in Zhengyang Mountain" .
In addition, the master of Hehua Temple, Huang Luan, Yao Jia, Qie Yun, Bai Ying, and the "Lu Fayan" of the fourteenth realm in the wild world have all been carefully "integrated".
Among them, there is actually an Ascension Realm human race from Jinjia Continent, Wanyan Laojing.
You must know that Bai Ying, who is the incarnation of the Zhou Mi Yang God, has refined countless puppets of demon monks in the wild world for thousands of years.
A hungry old bookworm? Be it Wen Hai Zhou Zhou or Hao Ran Jia Sheng, if you eat again and again, you will indeed become terribly hungry.
Leave carefully.
Qiangyue put down the bowls and chopsticks on the small table, sat cross-legged, and let out a long breath.
Fei Ran smiled and said, "Are you afraid too?"
Qiangyue rolled her eyes and said, "I'm not stupid. It's okay to pretend I'm not afraid. But I can't do it if I'm really not afraid."
Jiang Shangzhen, Chen Pingan and Mr. Zhou are all terrible scholars.
Feiran really couldn't refute it.
Qiangyue suddenly asked: "Xianjia rice, stewed mandarin fish, fish soup and rice, how does it taste?"
Fei Ran said helplessly: "Not bad."
How could he be in the mood to eat or drink soup just now?
I just want to talk about meeting the preaching teacher with his own eyes. How does he feel about it? How can he hate Zhou Mi? Master is already Zhou Mi. Not to mention that even senior brother Qie Yun is Zhou Mi. In fact, if the overall situation in the future has been decided, Zhou Mi can do it. Give Feiran a master and senior brother. But Feiran is not sure who Feiran will be in the future. Until this moment, Feiran has some understanding of the tragedy of Li Zhen.
Qiangyue felt a little regretful, "After all, he's a man who has read a book, and he doesn't have anything nice to say."
Fei Ran was lying on the bow of the boat, as if he had never been so hopeless and helpless in his life.
Qiangyue said: "Don't think too much. Eat enough and drink enough to go far."
Feiran said: "I envy you very much."
Feiran sat up and covered the face that he was used to wearing. Qiangyue just glanced at it and became furious: "Spit out all the tea, rice and fish soup!"
Feiran planned to ride the wind and fly into the sky to see the battle.
A fight that is most likely to be the pinnacle of the Fourteenth Realm.
In an instant, Feiran and Qiangyue tensed up almost at the same time. Not only did Zhou Mi come back and stand beside Feiran, but also because there was an extremely unfamiliar scribe in blue shirt on the other side of the bow. .
Then the two scholars each took Fei Ran and the credit into their own sleeves.
Zhou Mi smiled and said: "If you don't complain in front of me, you will come back to life even if you die."
The blue-shirted scribe said: "I have read all the books, but I am confused. I think I am the only one who is the best, the inner sage and the outer king, so it is not good to say that a person is too smart."
Zhou Mi suggested: "You can't bear to part with half of Aquarius Island, and I can't bear to part with half of Tongye Island. Why don't we both change places?"
The world changes, and the two of them are in a vast sea of books.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, the two of them returned to the two ends of the bow.