The little sage monk Nei Fu Nian took Tai A back scabbard and sighed: "All the philosophers and hundreds of schools..."
"There are many schools of thought that are now divided." Yan Lu looked at the book in his hand with regret and said,
Zhang Liang didn't want to miss Yan Lu, he said: "The various schools of thought were just because of different morals. In fact, they were all willing to serve the people. I think the various schools of thought will be united, including this
Mr. Shengqi, Weizhuang”
"Maybe the real ideas of all schools of thought are actually the same." Fu Nian paused and said, "I don't know why, but I always think that something big will happen to the little sage village recently."
Zhang Liang's hand holding tea shook him and looked up at Yan Lu, but saw Yan Lu's dark and deep eyes looking at him.
Two months ago, Xiaoshengxianzhuang Zhang Liang clearly remembered Yan Lu's words that he felt uneasy, and the source of uneasiness was this Xiaoshengxianzhuang. Now, even Fu Nian felt it.
"Zifang, do you think we are too concerned?" Yan Lu put down the book in his hand and his melancholy eyes faced Zhang Liang's face with his melancholy eyes.
Zhang Liang lowered his head and didn't say anything, and he couldn't say what the fate of Xiao Shengxianzhuang would be in the future.
Zhang Liang remembered the bridge by the bridge many years ago. The old man told him: "Juniori, you are destined to be extraordinary, but you have to remember that you can know the future of anyone, but you can't know your own future, so you are making a decision.
Before, think twice, think twice”
Now, it is really as he said that the little sage monk has a close relationship with him, so he cannot see through the future of the little sage monk.
"There is a fatal weakness in the ovary. Did you forget Wuyou?" Fu Nian saw Zhang Liang lower his head and not talking, and knew that he was thinking about it, but it was a fatal weakness and would definitely not disappear because of this.
"How could I forget, I just have a vain... Alas, that's all." Yan Lu stood up with a hint of unbearableness and left Zhengtang.
Fu Nian couldn't bear to see Zhang Liang's silence and said, "Zifang, don't think about it, go and take a break."
"Little Saint Sage Village... will perish within one year." Zhang Liang's eyes were the fire that soared into the sky a few years ago. He suddenly felt that the future of Little Saint Sage Village was unclear, but it was enough Little Saint Sage Village, which was defeated in one year.
...
"What did you say about Zifang?" Fu Nian almost sat on the ground. He hoped that Zhang Liang would repeat it with his breath.
"Zifang said... Little Saint-Sage Village will die in one year." Zhang Liang's eyes showed a hint of desolation, his mouth turned pale, and he collapsed in the main hall
In Fu Nian's mind, Zhang Liang's words echoed for a long time, is it true that one year will perish... In this chaotic world, even Confucianism cannot be spared?