"Even Jiu Xuan Guizang asked the divine thunder to no avail, but he turned out to be a pure and righteous person, a true sage in this world! So what exactly are we doing today?"
"Pure goodness and righteousness? Haha, it's really ridiculous, ridiculous! Even the three holy emperors in ancient times would never be safe from the power of the thunder of Jiuxuan Guizangwenshen. Ridiculous, nonsense-"
"Since Emperor Qian is a living saint, who are we? The national policy of Daqian is incompatible with my Confucian teachings and completely different. However, in the past ten years, a prosperous age has emerged. There is a way to support the elderly. When young people have something to rely on, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, and disasters will not lead to chaos. Within the capital, everyone will be well clothed and well fed. Even the governance of three generations in ancient times was nothing more than this!"
"Could it be that I was wrong? The teachings passed down by Confucianism for 16,000 years have gone astray."
"That one is the sage! He is recognized by the heaven and the earth, and the sage who has returned to the hiding place of the Nine Mysteries to inquire about the gods is safe and sound! Flawless, pure and righteous. There is no way it could be that one who is wrong -"
"I'm afraid it's not Confucianism that's wrong, but the Neo-Confucian school!"
This voice sounded among the noise, but it immediately overwhelmed the others, as if it was deafening, causing a deathly silence in the Confucian Temple.
What is wrong is not Confucianism, but Neo-Confucianism!
Confucianism was passed down from the Three Saints, and it is also recognized by heaven, earth, and the world. Naturally, there is nothing wrong with it.
If Confucianism wants to continue to be passed on, then naturally it can only be someone else who is wrong -
Zhu Zi's face turned livid, but he never reprimanded him. The prestige has been shaken. Unless Zong Shou's death god Xiao Wenxin's thunder and calamity power is used, then nothing can be done to restore it.
At this time, he looked in a daze, looking in the direction of Fenghua Palace. Twenty thousand awe-inspiring righteousness still covers the sky. However, at this time, under the backdrop of Zong Shou's pure white king's aura, he no longer had the power he had before to repel all evil and suppress the power.
"Is this the result you want?"
The Zong Shou stood proudly in the void and took a deep breath before sighing.
Although his eyes were wandering, he was looking straight ahead. But Zhu Xi knew clearly that Zong Shou was speaking to himself.
"It's a pity that God is not kind to me! This Shenxiao Wenxin Lei, I am lucky to be unharmed—"
Zong Shou said, looking at the sky again, those 20,000 swaying auras of greatness. There was sarcasm in his eyes.
"But you, don't you feel ashamed? The awe-inspiring righteousness comes from the heart. You study hard in a cold window, understand the way of the world, and understand the principles of the world. Therefore, you can keep your heart and uphold the way, and cultivate the righteousness in your chest. However, today, you dare to speak with no shame. In your heart?"
As he spoke, the sound of dragons roaring and phoenixes mingling became more powerful and clear.
Imprinted by the impact of this pure white king's energy, traces of black spots appeared faintly in the twenty thousand awe-inspiring white energy. It was as if the lacquer-dyed white paper faded when exposed to water, revealing the filth inside.
Zong Shou suddenly laughed, shook his head and said: "It turns out that all of you are not perfect and honest men in terms of morality. In fact, you also have your own private thoughts, your own desires, and you have done evil things. But in this case, what's the point of you? Qualifications, requiring others to be pure and good, abide by Confucian etiquette and moral codes? They all say that you should not do to others what you do not want others to do. I would like to ask you, have you ever really done this? "
In just a moment, thousands of awe-inspiring auras dispersed. Either the thoughts are agitated and difficult to maintain, or the heart feels ashamed and takes the initiative to withdraw.
And Zong Shou's voice continued.
"In order to propagate the Taoist tradition and punish me, a deviant and rebellious king, you do not hesitate to associate with the devil and treat the eighteen million people in the imperial capital as nothing. Is this what you Confucians did? Just because of what I did and what I did. The national policy deviates from the principles of your Confucian sect. So even if it means sacrificing the life span of eighteen million people, I still have to punish you? Just because in your eyes, Zhu Zi, the principles of the Confucian sect and the reputation of your Confucian sect Is inheritance far more important than the lives of these people? Studying things to achieve knowledge, Zhuzi, do you think that there is no escape from the word "principle" in this world, and no matter how big the world is, it can't be bigger than the word "principle". However, I don't know, what you, Zhuzi, follow is your own Principle, or the principle of this world?"
Zhu Zi's heart suddenly tightened, and the veins on his forehead were tangled, but at this moment, he didn't know how to react.
Just because there were sages in the Fenghua Palace at that time! The most pure and good saint, recognized by everyone in the world!
So no matter what Zong Shou said, it was right! No matter how Zhu Zi refuted it, it was all useless and feeble—
Not to mention myself, is this persistence really right
With this thought, Zhu Zi's spiritual thoughts began to waver.
Not only was the Dao foundation of his body turbulent, but even the aura of awe-inspiring energy emanating from outside his body also showed traces of black energy. It will no longer be as majestic and majestic as before.
"Ha! It turns out that you, Zhu Zi, are also unable to do it! You have ulterior thoughts in your heart, you have uncontrollable desires in your body, you have done things that you will regret for the rest of your life, and you cannot fully follow your own principles. This is you What he said is that the laws of nature should be used to destroy human desires? When it comes to a life of magnanimity, it turns out that he is not as good as my sworn brother—"
Following his words, everyone noticed Jin Buhui. That majestic and upright atmosphere is also pure white and clean, without any filth. At this time, he was even more powerful than Zhu Xi, and even more powerful than the 30,000 great Confucians in the imperial capital.
Only Jin Buhui still looked confused and still didn't know what happened.
Zong Shou sneered, but he had put away the sarcasm in his words, and said in a calm tone: "How can you be an upright person when you are all disheveled yourself? How can you educate all people? Dare you say that Confucian teachings are the orthodoxy of heaven and earth?"
A gentle word made Zhu Zi in the Confucian Temple. Qi and blood surged in his chest, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
It is bound by blood essence and blood, and its color is purple gold. At this moment, Zhu Zi's Qi is even darker and grayer, and he is close to death.
At this time, there were all the Confucian Temples, Imperial College, Yushitai, and Hanlin Academy in the Imperial City. All the Confucian scholars also looked ashen.
Twenty thousand feet away from the imperial study, Qingxuan also looked at this scene in a daze.
After a long time, he said blankly: "Zhu Xi is finished. Unless there is another Emperor Qian or a saint recognized by the world, the Confucian sect is destined to decline-"
No matter whether the sect is alive or dead today, it cannot change the decline of the Confucian sect.
Just because today, the Confucian school has adhered to the 16,000-year-old teaching classics, which has been completely shaken by Zong Shou.
Just because that person is the sage of the world! The way of the sages is naturally correct.
Taihuang was thinking about the reason. After a long while, he frowned: "Is it the black unicorn of Demon Lord Taishi? As long as it is subdued, black and white, good and evil, it is indeed possible. However, even with the infinite ultimate magical power, it will never be possible. Yes. Unless there is a higher level of Taoist principles that serve as a media link. Could it be that the fundamental method of this sect is not actually infinite in beginning and end—"
Xu Fu listened quietly and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. If it were just pure infinite beginning and end, it would naturally be impossible for good and evil unicorns to coexist. So what kind of secrets does Zong Shou have
Qingxuan knew in his heart that Tai Huang meant nothing more than dead lips and cold teeth. The two families of Taoism and Confucianism have been cooperating for thousands of years. Once one family falls, the other family will definitely find it even more difficult.
But even though he knew what he meant, Qingxuan still shook his head: "This method is useless, so what if Zhu Zi revealed the mystery? The world will only think that this is God's will. Otherwise, why would there be a thunder in the sky? Why would there be a black and white unicorn? , to protect his body? Both his person and his body are protected by heaven."
Taihuang took a breath of cold air: "So, today, this sect guard must be punished? I'm afraid those 30,000 great scholars will all become enemies of you and me."
Qingxuan smiled bitterly, for Taoism, this was really the case. Zong Shou must not be allowed to leave the imperial capital.
But at this time, the Confucianists, in Zhu Zi's opinion, really needed to protect Zong Shou's life no matter what.
As long as Zong Shou is still alive and the saints are still alive, then everything has a chance to be corrected and reproved.
However, if Zong Shou dies, everything will be settled. The split of Confucianism is a foregone conclusion.
In the eyes of the world, Zhu Zi, the Confucian Temple, and even Bailudong Academy will only be the culprits who unjustly killed a truly loyal minister and joined forces with the demon Xiaoxiao to bring down the living sage king.
"Anyway, just play it by ear—"
Qingxuan's eyes were solemn. At this time, the magical object that could make Li Biexue become a Taoist, and Xu Fu next to him, were no longer relevant.
"His Majesty the Shang Emperor, I'm afraid he wants to kill him more than we do."
But when these words were spoken, Qingxuan saw from the corner of his eye that Xu Fu's face was still half-smiling.
My heart suddenly sank, and I couldn't help but think. What does Xu Fu rely on to be so confident
At this time in the imperial study room, Yin Yu's face was as gloomy as water, as if he were dead, and extremely ugly.
Looking at the majestic pure white royal aura, the shadow of the dragon and phoenix that shook the sky.
Yin Yu's eyes were filled with uncontrollable jealousy and anger.
Holy King? A living saint? So who is Yin Yu? Foolish and mediocre Lord
At this time, it was even more dazzling, but it was still that Jin Buhui.
The awe-inspiring spirit reflects in the sky. Pure and upright, looking up to heaven and earth, without any guilt. All 30,000 great scholars are ashamed of themselves. It also made Zhu Zi seem to be eclipsed.
This is a pure Confucian who is loyal, virtuous, and truly close to the sages. So what is his act of unjustly killing a loyal minister, if not cowardice and cruelty
Zuo Xin's face was ashen, his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was clenched and almost stopped beating.
It was him, the master, who was at fault, not Jin Buhui, the disciple.
It is almost conceivable that after today, all the disciples of the Confucian sect will regard him as a traitor who framed Zhongliang, a powerful enemy and a bandit, and his reputation will be ruined.
How could this be? How could this be
But Yin Yu reacted first: "Please ask the Imperial Master to kill this evil spirit for me!"
"This is my job!"
Li Bie Xue responded coldly, but when he looked at Zong Shou Shun, who was now recovering from his injuries, there was still a hint of annoyance in his eyes. This Confucian scholar really succeeds more than fails!
Originally Zong Shou was seriously injured and dying, but now not only has his injuries recovered, but his cultivation has also improved. It also requires a lot of effort and wastes time.
The key is the infinite magical power, the thirteenth level, which is quite tricky.
But at this moment, he saw the relief on Zong Shou's face and the cold murderous intent.
Then the Twelve Zhenguo Bronzemen behind him suddenly made a move and all punched down! RS