Depose all schools of thought, and only respect Confucianism!
Such eight words, uttered from Cui Siqi's mouth, sounded like thunder to Mencius' ears, and his whole body was trembling with shock.
When Hongjun Daozu was preaching in the Zixiao Palace, he once said that there are three thousand roads and eight hundred side gates between the heaven and the earth. Three thousand eight so-called 800 is just an approximate number, it just corresponds to a total of [-] people in this world who can become Taoists, but it does not refer to [-] kinds of Taoist inheritance.
Road to Road, very Avenue.
In terms of Buddhism alone, there are Mahayana Buddhism, Middle Vehicle Buddhism, and Hinayana Buddhism. Among them, it is divided into Tantric Buddhism, Xianzong, Fahuazong, and many other orthodoxy. , Lin Lin finally counted it up, can you know that there are hundreds of them?
The 360 lines in the world, traffickers and pawns, all have the inheritance of master and apprentice, which can be regarded as Tao.
Even the generation of thieves and thieves have the secret of stealing the way, which can be regarded as the way...
In fact, there are more than a hundred schools of orthodoxy that have been passed down between heaven and earth.
There are more than tens of thousands of sects in the world!
The so-called abolition of a hundred schools of thought that only respect Confucianism is not just about a hundred kinds of orthodoxy, but about hundreds of thousands of orthodoxy other than Confucianism, but only one line of Confucianism is respected!
This kind of argument is unheard of and unseen.
Mencius, as a direct disciple of Kong Xuan's sect, can be regarded as Kong Xuan's reincarnation in the world. After reappearing in heaven and earth, he accepted the great disciple of Kaishan. For the first moment, three people came to mind.
Liu Yi, Zhen Yuanzi, Blood Sea Styx!
What he thought of were the three Taoist monarchs.
If Baijia was to be deposed, then the Xuantianzong sect, the Longevity Mountain sect, and the Blood Sea sect would all be dismissed.
The mere Confucianism lineage is at most a peak master like the patriarch Kong Xuan, how can he be an enemy of the three Taoist monarchs, how can he dethrone the three Taoist monarchs' orthodoxy?
This matter sounds like a fantasy.
However, based on Mencius' understanding of Cui Siqi, he knows deeply that as a junior, he has always said one thing and another, and has never bothered to lie or deceive others, not to mention that they are brothers from the same school. And the weight of the four words "depose a hundred schools of thought" is extremely heavy, how can you talk nonsense.
"Junior Sister! Tell me, how should our Confucian sect deal with Dong Zhongshu? How should we deal with this matter?"
Mencius asked anxiously.
He is the great disciple of Confucius Xuanmen. When Confucius was called a sage of Confucianism, Mencius was called a sub-sage of Confucianism. No matter what, his heart was towards , when I heard the news for the first time, I didn't think about how powerful the Confucianism would be to an unimaginable level in this world if it the contrary, he was thinking, if this matter is really going to be done, how much resistance will be encountered, how many peerless masters will be faced with the anger, and what will follow immediately will be the loss of life, and even the entire Confucian school will suffer because of this. And it disappeared...
He said that people who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries.
Mencius always had a deep sense of urgency. He thought of it in his heart and seemed to see it in his eyes. When Confucianism really wants to depose a hundred schools of thought and only respect Confucianism, the world is a great system, and there are many friends who have fought side by side. , became enemies of Confucianism one after another, fought with Confucianism, once turned against each other, Mencius felt extremely the depths of his heart, a picture had already appeared, that is, Liu Yi led countless monks, accompanied by Zhen Yuanzi and Xuehai Minghe, and fought against Kong Xuan in the void...
Blood Sea Styx!
Mencius only met this man once, but he will never forget him forever.
The murderous aura of Xuehai Styx was extremely strong, and if the gods and Buddhas were a little weaker in mind, they would lose their minds immediately if they were directly impacted by the murderous aura of Xuehai this Blood Sea Styx, before the ages, had a huge and fierce reputation. He died in the hands of Blood Sea Styx, and his bones and souls merged into the generation of the rolling blood sea, not just thousands of people?
The monk who delivered the letter flew away after receiving the reply from is also a person in the middle of the battle, how can he stay out of it, now that the battle is imminent, it is natural to make some preparations, contact his former comrades-in-arms, train the battle formation again, store up a lot of healing and life-saving medicines, and save them for the day of the battle.
The whole world became busy all of a sudden.
Only mortal beings, unaware that the war is coming, are still drunk and dreaming of death.
Those scholars still linger in the flower street and Liuxiang, and those singers are still singing backyard flowers across the river.
Only when Kong Xuan was preaching, he gradually raised his head, his eyes no longer glanced at his disciples, and he was no longer as peaceful as before, but stared at the words in his mouth were still sermons with a rich tone, but his tone gradually became deeper. Kong Xuan stared at the sky, as if he had already seen that the imminent battle was coming.
******
Rumble!
Rolling thunder, galloping between heaven and earth.
There are clouds on the thunder, surging like a tide.
A ray of dark gray light galloped towards it, as if it was about to cut through the sky and flood it.
Kong Xuan raised his head and stared at the sky and preached. He could see every cloud flying by and every bird soaring. It was so natural that the dark gray light streaked across the sky. He counted with his fingers, and immediately felt something in his heart, and he turned his gaze towards Xuantianzong in the distance.
It seems to be able to see the scene of Xuantianzong with a glance of hundreds of millions of miles.
Castle Peak remains the same.
There are mountains outside Xuantianzong.
The city built by the monks of the Zhan clan has become more and more prosperous in the past few hundred thousand years.
Boom!
The gray light from the sky fell, and a figure appeared outside the city of Zhanzu.
This person is tall and tall, his eyes are like a falcon, his eyes are sharp, and he looks like a wolf when he walks, extremely rebellious.
The twelve chiefs of the Zhan clan had already appeared at the gate, standing neatly in a row, blocking the entrance of the city gate, but they did not want to fight against the sudden appearance, but they all bowed their hands and saluted, their expressions were very serious. Respectfully.
"You don't want to salute to this demon lord, I have no news from the great lord."
The man who watched the eagle and looked at the wolf shook his head and said: "I was ordered by Master Xue Yu hundreds of thousands of years ago to go to the depths of the chaos and do something. There are some eyebrows..."
"Senior, please..."
The patriarchs of the twelve war clans all gave way.
The man who watched the wolf turned into a ray of light, rushed into the city, circled around the city a few times like lightning, flew out from the north gate of the city, and came under the Jinghong Dongtian Mountain where Xuantianzong was located.
Ow!
A wolf howl sounded from within the gray glow.
Immediately, a gigantic gray wolf jumped up from the light.
Outside the gate of Xuantianzong's Jinghong Cave, disciples of Xuantianzong had long been guarding them. When they saw a big bad wolf appearing, they suddenly looked startled, and immediately couldn't help but ran over, shouting: "Little Huihui! !Little Huihui!"
These two were the former disciples of the Yuxi School.
They knew Xiao Huihui as early as Tanlang was just a gray horse, round and round like a , after tens of thousands of years of practice, they have also cultivated into gods. At the critical moment when the war is approaching, such masters of gods and men were sent to guard the mountain gate for safety reasons, and this order is just It originated from Cheng Yifeng, the eldest disciple of Liu Yi's sect.
"Humph!"
The big bad wolf's expression turned cold, and there was a lot of wolf smoke on his body, and his evil spirit rose to the sky.
"My child, I still have something important to do, and I haven't come back yet, so you all get out of the way quickly. I have something to discuss with Liu Yi."
A word, uttered from the mouth of the big bad wolf.
He is the biological father of Tanlang. In ancient times, he was named Canglang Demon Lord. The strength of this Demon Lord is unfathomable!
Boom!
The big bad wolf jumped up and rushed into the Jinghong Cave.
The two disciples of the Xuantian Sect guarding the door only felt that there was a vast and extremely powerful force, surrounded by a mysterious and chaotic atmosphere, rushing towards their faces, with infinite power and prestige. People pushed away from the door, and as for the wolf devil, he walked leisurely, stepped on the white jade steps, and walked towards the entrance of the void dojo where Liu Yi was.
"Ring the bell!"
One of the disciples shouted: "Ring the alarm bell, foreign enemies are invading!"
hum!
The bell rang, and the sound waves rippled away.
Countless sword lights shot up from the hilltops of Xuantianzong Jinghongdongtian, sweeping in all directions.
As the master of Xuantian Sect, Ling Wanjian has been cultivating in the Jinghong Cave, and now he heard the alarm, he flew here immediately, holding the sword plate left by his master Ling Qiujian, trying to block the wolf monster. In front of you.
But at this moment, a beam of sword light burst out from the entrance of the Void Dojo.
Above the sword light, stood a man wearing a purple-gold robe.
Coiling dragons and flying snakes are embroidered on the robe, which is awe-inspiring.
This person is none other than Liu Yi's disciple, Ye Gucheng.
"Leader wait a minute!"
In a word, Ye Gucheng came first and blocked Ling Wanjian first. Then he pressed the sword light, gathered his sword energy, stood next to the entrance of the void dojo, and said: "Young Ye Gucheng, seniors are polite! gone."
"Ye Gucheng?"
The Canglang Demon Lord frowned, obviously he didn't know this person, but he thought of the bright sword light and pure sword intent on Ye Gucheng before, and immediately guessed something, and asked again: "Are you a disciple of Liu Yi's sect?"
Ye Gucheng replied: "Exactly!"
"Since you are Liu Yi's disciple, it's not too much for me to call you nephew."
The wolf demon lord walked forward slowly, towards the entrance of the void dojo. He was the body of a big wolf at the moment, and he didn't have a flower as a human being. Move, agitate the wind and clouds, making the entire Jinghong Cave tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the wind and clouds change color, rain and snow.
Ye Gucheng was neither humble nor overbearing, walking beside the Demon Lord Canglang, and said: "Your Excellency is a senior, you should be polite and respectful. My Xuantianzong and you are friends rather than enemies, but you..."
Canglang Demon Monarch asked: "You mean to say that this Demon Monarch is wrong?"
Ye Gucheng replied: "Exactly!"
"In that case..."
The expression of the Canglang Demon Monarch changed, just when others thought he was going to be furious, this ancient Demon Lord suddenly asked: "Is there any wine?"
Ye Gucheng frowned, "Yes!"
"Bring the wine!"
The Canglang demon yelled violently, and said: "This demon has lost his etiquette first, so he should punish himself with three cups. But three cups, it seems that sincerity is not enough, this demon is willing to punish himself with three thousand cups, no... no ...three thousand altars!"
He said this with arrogance, and Ye Gucheng looked at him differently.
But at this moment, a chubby figure galloped over from the gate of the Void Dojo, stood in front of Ye Gucheng, shouted violently, and said, "Gucheng, ignore him!"
Ye Gucheng nodded, bowed his hands and saluted, "Greetings to Uncle Hu."
"This wolf devil is clearly being rude on purpose. What he wants is to come to my Xuantian sect to fight the autumn wind. How can we let him do what he wants?"
Hu Tutu squinted his eyes, looked at Lord Canglang with great displeasure, and said, "Why do you want to go? I, Brother Yi, already know that you are coming, and I am waiting for you in the dojo."
The Canglang Demon Monarch asked, "Are you Hu Tutu?"
Hu Tutu said: "I am Hu Tutu."
"Fatty!"
The Canglang Demon Monarch cursed secretly, entered the Void Dojo, and ignored Hu Tutu.
The undead willow tree stands in the middle of the dojo, covering the sky and the sun.
The wolf demon stared at the huge willow at this moment, and was extremely amazed. With his experience and knowledge, he was stunned at this moment. On the spot, he paused for breath, stunned, and murmured: "This tree, this tree..."
"Daoist friend is polite."
Liu Yi smiled slightly and said, "What's the matter here, Fellow Daoist?"
"Your Majesty has something to say..."
When the Canglang Demon Lord said a word, Liu Yi's expression became serious.
It has been tens of thousands of years, and I have not received any news from Xue Yu Dazun...
Such eight words, uttered from Cui Siqi's mouth, sounded like thunder to Mencius' ears, and his whole body was trembling with shock.
When Hongjun Daozu was preaching in the Zixiao Palace, he once said that there are three thousand roads and eight hundred side gates between the heaven and the earth. Three thousand eight so-called 800 is just an approximate number, it just corresponds to a total of [-] people in this world who can become Taoists, but it does not refer to [-] kinds of Taoist inheritance.
Road to Road, very Avenue.
In terms of Buddhism alone, there are Mahayana Buddhism, Middle Vehicle Buddhism, and Hinayana Buddhism. Among them, it is divided into Tantric Buddhism, Xianzong, Fahuazong, and many other orthodoxy. , Lin Lin finally counted it up, can you know that there are hundreds of them?
The 360 lines in the world, traffickers and pawns, all have the inheritance of master and apprentice, which can be regarded as Tao.
Even the generation of thieves and thieves have the secret of stealing the way, which can be regarded as the way...
In fact, there are more than a hundred schools of orthodoxy that have been passed down between heaven and earth.
There are more than tens of thousands of sects in the world!
The so-called abolition of a hundred schools of thought that only respect Confucianism is not just about a hundred kinds of orthodoxy, but about hundreds of thousands of orthodoxy other than Confucianism, but only one line of Confucianism is respected!
This kind of argument is unheard of and unseen.
Mencius, as a direct disciple of Kong Xuan's sect, can be regarded as Kong Xuan's reincarnation in the world. After reappearing in heaven and earth, he accepted the great disciple of Kaishan. For the first moment, three people came to mind.
Liu Yi, Zhen Yuanzi, Blood Sea Styx!
What he thought of were the three Taoist monarchs.
If Baijia was to be deposed, then the Xuantianzong sect, the Longevity Mountain sect, and the Blood Sea sect would all be dismissed.
The mere Confucianism lineage is at most a peak master like the patriarch Kong Xuan, how can he be an enemy of the three Taoist monarchs, how can he dethrone the three Taoist monarchs' orthodoxy?
This matter sounds like a fantasy.
However, based on Mencius' understanding of Cui Siqi, he knows deeply that as a junior, he has always said one thing and another, and has never bothered to lie or deceive others, not to mention that they are brothers from the same school. And the weight of the four words "depose a hundred schools of thought" is extremely heavy, how can you talk nonsense.
"Junior Sister! Tell me, how should our Confucian sect deal with Dong Zhongshu? How should we deal with this matter?"
Mencius asked anxiously.
He is the great disciple of Confucius Xuanmen. When Confucius was called a sage of Confucianism, Mencius was called a sub-sage of Confucianism. No matter what, his heart was towards , when I heard the news for the first time, I didn't think about how powerful the Confucianism would be to an unimaginable level in this world if it the contrary, he was thinking, if this matter is really going to be done, how much resistance will be encountered, how many peerless masters will be faced with the anger, and what will follow immediately will be the loss of life, and even the entire Confucian school will suffer because of this. And it disappeared...
He said that people who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries.
Mencius always had a deep sense of urgency. He thought of it in his heart and seemed to see it in his eyes. When Confucianism really wants to depose a hundred schools of thought and only respect Confucianism, the world is a great system, and there are many friends who have fought side by side. , became enemies of Confucianism one after another, fought with Confucianism, once turned against each other, Mencius felt extremely the depths of his heart, a picture had already appeared, that is, Liu Yi led countless monks, accompanied by Zhen Yuanzi and Xuehai Minghe, and fought against Kong Xuan in the void...
Blood Sea Styx!
Mencius only met this man once, but he will never forget him forever.
The murderous aura of Xuehai Styx was extremely strong, and if the gods and Buddhas were a little weaker in mind, they would lose their minds immediately if they were directly impacted by the murderous aura of Xuehai this Blood Sea Styx, before the ages, had a huge and fierce reputation. He died in the hands of Blood Sea Styx, and his bones and souls merged into the generation of the rolling blood sea, not just thousands of people?
The monk who delivered the letter flew away after receiving the reply from is also a person in the middle of the battle, how can he stay out of it, now that the battle is imminent, it is natural to make some preparations, contact his former comrades-in-arms, train the battle formation again, store up a lot of healing and life-saving medicines, and save them for the day of the battle.
The whole world became busy all of a sudden.
Only mortal beings, unaware that the war is coming, are still drunk and dreaming of death.
Those scholars still linger in the flower street and Liuxiang, and those singers are still singing backyard flowers across the river.
Only when Kong Xuan was preaching, he gradually raised his head, his eyes no longer glanced at his disciples, and he was no longer as peaceful as before, but stared at the words in his mouth were still sermons with a rich tone, but his tone gradually became deeper. Kong Xuan stared at the sky, as if he had already seen that the imminent battle was coming.
******
Rumble!
Rolling thunder, galloping between heaven and earth.
There are clouds on the thunder, surging like a tide.
A ray of dark gray light galloped towards it, as if it was about to cut through the sky and flood it.
Kong Xuan raised his head and stared at the sky and preached. He could see every cloud flying by and every bird soaring. It was so natural that the dark gray light streaked across the sky. He counted with his fingers, and immediately felt something in his heart, and he turned his gaze towards Xuantianzong in the distance.
It seems to be able to see the scene of Xuantianzong with a glance of hundreds of millions of miles.
Castle Peak remains the same.
There are mountains outside Xuantianzong.
The city built by the monks of the Zhan clan has become more and more prosperous in the past few hundred thousand years.
Boom!
The gray light from the sky fell, and a figure appeared outside the city of Zhanzu.
This person is tall and tall, his eyes are like a falcon, his eyes are sharp, and he looks like a wolf when he walks, extremely rebellious.
The twelve chiefs of the Zhan clan had already appeared at the gate, standing neatly in a row, blocking the entrance of the city gate, but they did not want to fight against the sudden appearance, but they all bowed their hands and saluted, their expressions were very serious. Respectfully.
"You don't want to salute to this demon lord, I have no news from the great lord."
The man who watched the eagle and looked at the wolf shook his head and said: "I was ordered by Master Xue Yu hundreds of thousands of years ago to go to the depths of the chaos and do something. There are some eyebrows..."
"Senior, please..."
The patriarchs of the twelve war clans all gave way.
The man who watched the wolf turned into a ray of light, rushed into the city, circled around the city a few times like lightning, flew out from the north gate of the city, and came under the Jinghong Dongtian Mountain where Xuantianzong was located.
Ow!
A wolf howl sounded from within the gray glow.
Immediately, a gigantic gray wolf jumped up from the light.
Outside the gate of Xuantianzong's Jinghong Cave, disciples of Xuantianzong had long been guarding them. When they saw a big bad wolf appearing, they suddenly looked startled, and immediately couldn't help but ran over, shouting: "Little Huihui! !Little Huihui!"
These two were the former disciples of the Yuxi School.
They knew Xiao Huihui as early as Tanlang was just a gray horse, round and round like a , after tens of thousands of years of practice, they have also cultivated into gods. At the critical moment when the war is approaching, such masters of gods and men were sent to guard the mountain gate for safety reasons, and this order is just It originated from Cheng Yifeng, the eldest disciple of Liu Yi's sect.
"Humph!"
The big bad wolf's expression turned cold, and there was a lot of wolf smoke on his body, and his evil spirit rose to the sky.
"My child, I still have something important to do, and I haven't come back yet, so you all get out of the way quickly. I have something to discuss with Liu Yi."
A word, uttered from the mouth of the big bad wolf.
He is the biological father of Tanlang. In ancient times, he was named Canglang Demon Lord. The strength of this Demon Lord is unfathomable!
Boom!
The big bad wolf jumped up and rushed into the Jinghong Cave.
The two disciples of the Xuantian Sect guarding the door only felt that there was a vast and extremely powerful force, surrounded by a mysterious and chaotic atmosphere, rushing towards their faces, with infinite power and prestige. People pushed away from the door, and as for the wolf devil, he walked leisurely, stepped on the white jade steps, and walked towards the entrance of the void dojo where Liu Yi was.
"Ring the bell!"
One of the disciples shouted: "Ring the alarm bell, foreign enemies are invading!"
hum!
The bell rang, and the sound waves rippled away.
Countless sword lights shot up from the hilltops of Xuantianzong Jinghongdongtian, sweeping in all directions.
As the master of Xuantian Sect, Ling Wanjian has been cultivating in the Jinghong Cave, and now he heard the alarm, he flew here immediately, holding the sword plate left by his master Ling Qiujian, trying to block the wolf monster. In front of you.
But at this moment, a beam of sword light burst out from the entrance of the Void Dojo.
Above the sword light, stood a man wearing a purple-gold robe.
Coiling dragons and flying snakes are embroidered on the robe, which is awe-inspiring.
This person is none other than Liu Yi's disciple, Ye Gucheng.
"Leader wait a minute!"
In a word, Ye Gucheng came first and blocked Ling Wanjian first. Then he pressed the sword light, gathered his sword energy, stood next to the entrance of the void dojo, and said: "Young Ye Gucheng, seniors are polite! gone."
"Ye Gucheng?"
The Canglang Demon Lord frowned, obviously he didn't know this person, but he thought of the bright sword light and pure sword intent on Ye Gucheng before, and immediately guessed something, and asked again: "Are you a disciple of Liu Yi's sect?"
Ye Gucheng replied: "Exactly!"
"Since you are Liu Yi's disciple, it's not too much for me to call you nephew."
The wolf demon lord walked forward slowly, towards the entrance of the void dojo. He was the body of a big wolf at the moment, and he didn't have a flower as a human being. Move, agitate the wind and clouds, making the entire Jinghong Cave tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the wind and clouds change color, rain and snow.
Ye Gucheng was neither humble nor overbearing, walking beside the Demon Lord Canglang, and said: "Your Excellency is a senior, you should be polite and respectful. My Xuantianzong and you are friends rather than enemies, but you..."
Canglang Demon Monarch asked: "You mean to say that this Demon Monarch is wrong?"
Ye Gucheng replied: "Exactly!"
"In that case..."
The expression of the Canglang Demon Monarch changed, just when others thought he was going to be furious, this ancient Demon Lord suddenly asked: "Is there any wine?"
Ye Gucheng frowned, "Yes!"
"Bring the wine!"
The Canglang demon yelled violently, and said: "This demon has lost his etiquette first, so he should punish himself with three cups. But three cups, it seems that sincerity is not enough, this demon is willing to punish himself with three thousand cups, no... no ...three thousand altars!"
He said this with arrogance, and Ye Gucheng looked at him differently.
But at this moment, a chubby figure galloped over from the gate of the Void Dojo, stood in front of Ye Gucheng, shouted violently, and said, "Gucheng, ignore him!"
Ye Gucheng nodded, bowed his hands and saluted, "Greetings to Uncle Hu."
"This wolf devil is clearly being rude on purpose. What he wants is to come to my Xuantian sect to fight the autumn wind. How can we let him do what he wants?"
Hu Tutu squinted his eyes, looked at Lord Canglang with great displeasure, and said, "Why do you want to go? I, Brother Yi, already know that you are coming, and I am waiting for you in the dojo."
The Canglang Demon Monarch asked, "Are you Hu Tutu?"
Hu Tutu said: "I am Hu Tutu."
"Fatty!"
The Canglang Demon Monarch cursed secretly, entered the Void Dojo, and ignored Hu Tutu.
The undead willow tree stands in the middle of the dojo, covering the sky and the sun.
The wolf demon stared at the huge willow at this moment, and was extremely amazed. With his experience and knowledge, he was stunned at this moment. On the spot, he paused for breath, stunned, and murmured: "This tree, this tree..."
"Daoist friend is polite."
Liu Yi smiled slightly and said, "What's the matter here, Fellow Daoist?"
"Your Majesty has something to say..."
When the Canglang Demon Lord said a word, Liu Yi's expression became serious.
It has been tens of thousands of years, and I have not received any news from Xue Yu Dazun...
