At the foot of Nanhua Mountain, on the pulpit of Xiaoyao Academy, Zhuangzi spoke the last sentence!
"This is my emperor. I hope that the kings of the world will be enlightened! I hope that all the people in the world will be enlightened. Although I am not the king of a country, I can be the king of my own heart! Only by adhering to the true nature can you be free!" Zhuangzi His body swayed and he almost fell.
"Teacher!" Countless Xiaoyao Academy disciples burst into tears.
Because, as Zhuangzi finished speaking "Ying Diwang", Zhuangzi looked even weaker at this moment, with a grayish air, as if the oil in the lamp had dried up.
Zhuangzi also seemed to know that his end was coming, looking at the countless crying people around him, he showed a gentle smile.
"Don't be sad. Although I'm gone, there will be new people coming! In the Pangu world, there is no one who cannot be missing!" Zhuangzi said with a slight smile.
"Dad!" Deng Lingzi's eyes were red.
Not far away, many Zhuang clan members also started crying.
"Listen, Zhuang clan members!" Zhuangzi suddenly said.
"Here!" All the Zhuang clan members said one after another.
"After my death, the Zhuang clan members will not be allowed to seek benefits outside in my name, and try not to step out of Mengdi!" Zhuangzi seemed to be explaining his funeral arrangements.
"Yes!" All the Zhuang clan members responded.
Since Zhuangzi has been reincarnated here in this life, Zhuangzi will naturally take care of him. If the Zhuang clan does not leave Mengdi, no matter how chaotic the world is, it should not be too harsh on Mengdi.
"Disciples of Xiaoyao Academy, listen!" Zhuangzi said again.
"Teacher!" Several students looked at Zhuangzi together.
"After my death, all branches of Xiaoyao Academy will be disbanded. You are not allowed to organize gatherings in my name, and you are not allowed to participate in disputes in the world in my name. Except for Nanhua Mountain and Xiaoyao Academy, there is no branch in the world! Zhuangzi said again.
Disband the forces of Xiaoyao Academy
For a moment, all the disciples' eyes widened. You must know that Xiaoyao Academy is now spread all over the world. This is the income from many years of operation, but it can affect all countries in the world. Disbanded just because you said it was disbanded
Many disciples were anxious for a while, but this was Zhuangzi's personal order, and no one dared to refute it at this time.
"Yes!" all the disciples cried.
Many years of hard work have been wasted in one day, so many people are anxious, but there is nothing they can do.
It's not that Zhuangzi doesn't want to pass on the inheritance of Xiaoyao Academy, but Zhuangzi is worried that after his death, Xiaoyao Academy will be controlled by Guiguzi, which will be a real disadvantage to the world.
Zhuangzi looked at the visitors from all over.
"Everyone, thank you for your kindness in sending me so many life-prolonging treasures and elixirs. Please take them back each! Zhuang Zhou doesn't need them anymore!" Zhuang Zi said with a slight smile.
"Mr. Zhuangzi, since we brought it, we don't plan to take it back. This is for you. No matter what happens to you in the future, it belongs to you!"
"Yes, no matter whether it is of use to Mr. Zhuangzi or not, we all want to express our feelings!"
"Please Mr. Zhuangzi, please accept it!"
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Many people shouted.
Everyone was moved by Zhuangzi's morality and regarded these treasures as dirt.
Zhuangzi smiled slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I, Zhuang Zhou, don't want to be buried with anyone, I don't want anything at all!"
"Teacher?" All the students were anxious.
Although I don't dare to say the word "death", the teacher is seeing that the oil is running out and the lamp is drying up. Can't we still do it if we try our best to be filial
"Everyone, it's just death. What's the use of being buried with your treasures? I already have the best. I use the heaven and the earth as my coffin, time as my jade, and the stars as my pearls. All things are buried with me. What I have buried with me is still there." Isn't it enough? Why do we need to add these things?" Zhuang Zhou smiled weakly.
At this moment, Zhuangzi seemed to be struggling to speak.
"father!"
"teacher!"
"Zhuangzi!"
Countless people were anxious.
"I am content with this life. Zhuang Zhou, even if you die without regrets, we will never have to eat!" Zhuang Zi's eyes were tired, he reluctantly said the last sentence, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
In the sky, Zhuangzi's Great Dao Roulette shattered and opened with a bang, and then the 1.5 million-mile Great Dao Sea instantly shattered and opened, and the sound resounded throughout the world.
The great road collapsed. Is this Zhuangzi dead
"Dad~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"Zhou'er~~~~~~~~~~!"
"Teacher~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"Zhuangzi~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Countless people cried.
However, Zhuangzi sat on the pulpit and became silent. However, due to death, a large amount of energy leaked out of Zhuangzi's body, turning into energy butterflies flying around Nanhua Mountain. Then the butterflies seemed to be sensed by heaven, and quickly spread across the heaven and earth at a very high speed.
Butterflies, butterflies, countless butterflies cover the whole world. Zhuangzi died and transformed into a butterfly
"Boom!"
The sky roared continuously, and for a while, the entire world was covered with a layer of blood clouds, and blood rain fell from the blood clouds.
Blood rain poured down, accompanied by bursts of wailing, and the people suddenly felt a great sadness.
"When the saint died, the world and the earth were in sorrow? How, how could it be possible? It's no longer ancient times, the way of heaven is broken, how could it be...!" King Qi looked at the sky in surprise.
At this moment, everyone in the world knew that Zhuangzi was dead.
"Mr. Zhuangzi, have a good trip!"
"We will remember the great virtue of Zhuangzi!"
"Everyone in the world will never forget Zhuangzi. May Zhuangzi teach us again in the next life!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
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All over the world, there are sounds of sadness and aura of sadness.
Because a virtuous saint in the world has passed away, Zhuangzi has spent his whole life defending the world, not only preaching to all living beings in the world, but also fighting against the ancient food tribes and defending the common people throughout his life.
At this moment, Zhuangzi died, and almost everyone in the world worshiped in the direction of Nanhua Mountain.
Nanhua Mountain was crying loudly. The whole world mourns!
In a dark hall.
Guiguzi sat behind the chessboard, watching the butterflies flying in the sky and the falling blood rain.
"The great road collapsed, feathers turned into butterflies, blood rained from the sky, and the whole world was sad? Zhuangzi, you are really dead! It's a pity, it's a pity. I can't play a game with you in this life. It's really a pity. Your death, There are no restrictions on my game of chess!" Guiguzi looked at the chessboard in front of him and sighed slightly.
Qin State, Xianyang.
"Zhuangzi is dead? How is that possible!" Fusu said in surprise.
King Qin looked at the sky and was slightly silent: "Zhuangzi is dead, what a pity!"
In the State of Zhao, the Prime Minister looked at the sky, looking at the scene of universal sorrow, but he breathed softly: "Zhuangzi, are you finally dead? Okay, okay!"
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All countries in the world are grieving together. Some top powerhouses have their own thoughts.
Because of the existence of Zhuangzi, his great virtue has suppressed all the schools of thought. Now that Zhuangzi is dead, all the schools of thought will flourish again. This prosperity will affect the structure of the entire world. The top experts have already begun to deduce the next new situation.
In the State of Qi, Jixia Academy.
"Xunzi, you are here. I just made a wine sacrifice and finally invited you from Qufu to Jixia Academy. I originally wanted you to preach. However, when Zhuangzi died, heaven and earth mourned. Your The sermon day will be postponed, I apologize to you!" A teacher from Jixia Academy came to apologize.
When Xunzi came out of the mountains, his first stop was Jixia Academy. It's a pity that what happened before me happened.
Xunzi did not blame Jixia Academy for offering wine, but looked at the sky and was silent for a while.
"Dad, I have achieved some success in Confucianism and Taoism. I am waiting to become famous all over the world. I will go to see you. Why do you...!" Xunzi smiled bitterly.
Xunzi was sad, but he also knew that Zhuangzi could travel through the future, so he was not too sad, he just sighed for a while.
"Dad, are you going back first? My child has just grown up. I will carry on your legacy in this life, discuss the world, take it as my duty to kill the ancient food tribe, and bring forward Confucianism and Taoism! Your unfinished business will be carried out by I will do it for you!" Xunzi solemnly swore to heaven.
South Korea. King Han looked at the 'Wang Zi Ling' in his hand.
"Zhuangzi is dead? What's the use of the token he gave me? What's the use?" King Han looked angry.
Not far away, when the princes of Korea saw the token given by Zhuangzi, they no longer had the enthusiasm of the past.
The whole world is mourning Zhuangzi!
Zhuangzi was a virtuous saint. Even though he had no expensive burial objects according to his last wish, his funeral was still extremely grand.
All the disciples came back to attend the funeral. Many nobles and scholars from all over the world came to commemorate Zhuangzi, just to see Zhuangzi for the last time.
Perhaps, someone could also come and identify Zhuangzi’s body.
There is only three days left when blood rains from the sky and butterflies fly.
But it took a whole year for the world to return to normal life from the sadness of Zhuangzi's death.
All the branches of Xiaoyao Academy in the world were withdrawn, and the disciples of Xiaoyao Academy were scattered all over the world. Only a few disciples came to Nanhua Mountain to live in seclusion, where they studied Zhuangzi's teachings and compiled books for Zhuangzi.
The Zhuang clan did not take a step beyond Nanhua Mountain.
Deng Lingzi also left Nanhua Mountain after observing her filial piety. No one knows where she went.
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Three years later. Wei State. At Lord Longyang's house.
Lord Long Yang was sitting behind the desk, with a subordinate standing in front of him.
"My lord, your Majesty has issued a new decree. Please take a look at it!" The subordinate respectfully handed over a copy of the decree.
It was King Wei's decree. Unfortunately, it had not yet been conveyed, but it had reached the hands of Lord Long Yang.
Long Yangjun unfolded it and took a look, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Who instigated the king to issue this decree?"
"Is this the new Da Sikong?" the subordinate said respectfully.
"The new Great Sikong? Humph, it seems there is something wrong with this person. I will see him die unexpectedly within three days!" Long Yangjun said coldly.
"Yes!" the subordinate responded.
"What should we do with this decree? It has been stamped with the king's seal!" The subordinate worried again.
Long Yangjun narrowed his eyes and said, "Government order? What order?"
"Bang!"
The royal decree in the palm of his hand immediately turned into ashes.
"Huh?" the subordinate said in surprise.
"Okay, this is not your concern. I will go to the king and persuade him!" Longyang Jun Feng Qingyun said calmly.
Lord Longyang is now in the Wei Kingdom and has overwhelming power. Even the decrees of the King of Wei are destroyed at the drop of a hat.
"Yes!" The subordinate nodded blankly.
"Why aren't you leaving? Is there anything else?" Long Yangjun said in a deep voice.
"No, no, it's just...!"
"Why are you hesitating? If you have something to say, just say it!"
"Yes, yes, it's young master's lie. He said he wanted to see the lord. Let me bring you a message. I...!" The subordinate said with a bitter smile.
Lord Long Yang doesn't even pay attention to King Wei. Will Lord Long Yang care about King Wei's son, Wei Jia? I'm really talkative, so I shouldn't mention it.
But when Lord Long Yang heard the young master's false call, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he immediately stood up and straightened his appearance.
"Where is the young master?" Long Yangjun asked anxiously.
"Huh?" the man said blankly.
"Master, I'm here...!"
"Lead the way, quickly!" Long Yangjun said immediately.
"Huh? Yes!" The man looked confused.
When they were brought outside a garden, Long Yangjun dismissed his subordinate, immediately straightened up his appearance again, then stepped into the garden and walked to the garden pond.
At this moment, a child of three or four years old was spreading fish food into the pond.
"Greetings to your majesty..., hello to the young master!" Long Yangjun said respectfully.