"It's not over until the end, and we don't know the final result. But I have the same temperament as your master. Even if you know you will lose, you will continue to fight with others."
In the pool, there was a sneer, but still a white stone was placed on the chessboard. The voice turned lazy and said: "But what was the final result? He was besieged by Confucian saints and many strong Buddhists and Taoists. Even after death, he had no peace. He was divided into dozens of pieces and suppressed on the five continents and twelve islands. , It’s really a tragedy. A person who is almost on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of all worlds, who is supposed to be immortal, has ended up like this. It’s really speechless - "
"What you said is wrong!"
The young man shook his head, with an extremely serious expression: "Master and I are different. He knows that he will definitely win, so he keeps fighting with the sky, the earth, and people. Just because he knows that we, the common people, are The idea of equality will surely spread to the world one day. It may not be in his generation. It will not be in my generation, nor in the next generation, but there will definitely be a day when his long-cherished wish can be realized—"
The female voice laughed coldly, and the entire pool froze in an instant: "It sounds easy, and the momentum is really tragic. But do you think that Confucian people are all made of mud? You pushed me Are they broken? The Confucian saints are all born from the righteousness of heaven and earth, and uphold the great destiny between heaven and earth. Since they are scolding you common people as evil heretics, it certainly makes sense! I think you are already in danger now. Yeah! I don’t see any chance of getting ahead.”
"Tsk! Senior said it was wrong again. My master is also one of the Confucian saints! Even before his death, his awe-inspiring righteousness was the crown of all saints!"
The young man in white robe deliberately adjusted the Confucian crown on his head, as if to remind the other party that he was dressing up as a Confucian scholar at the moment.
"Master once said, what is Confucianism? The meaning of the word Ru is people and needs. Therefore, the so-called Confucianism, in short, is what people need. Today's Confucianism is exactly suitable for everyone. Human beings in the world naturally have deep luck. But if one day, people in this world are no longer willing to abandon their principles, and human nature changes. Then those so-called Confucianists today are nothing more than pseudo-Confucianism. .So why can’t we win?”
"But how do you know that this humanity will change?"
"I really don't know that."
The young man in white robe lowered his head and pondered. It seemed that he had finally thought it through and made another move on the chessboard.
"Those guys are determined to fool the people. They can let people know what they want, but they can't let them know. They really took great pains to misinterpret Confucian economics into this way. They also spread Confucian ethics to imprison people's hearts. If this goes on, It’s really hard for this human trend to change.”
"If you don't know, how do you know that you have a chance of winning?" The voice in the pool that had turned into ice was even colder.
"I just know!" The young man in white robe also said slightly: "The changes in people's hearts are the most unpredictable, but they are generally not worried about poverty but widowhood. No matter how much they are imprisoned or fooled, what's the use? Those How can people not go further and further away from the general trend of humanity when they act against the will of the people? The dozen or so dynasties of the Central Cloud Continent often only lasted for a few hundred years. And the Confucian school also flourished for hundreds of years. The reincarnation of a hundred years of killing and catastrophe has never changed. Countless people on the five continents and twelve islands have died because of this war. If you refuse to repent, you are talking about these heavenly insects - "
When he said this, the expression of the young man in white robe seemed to be getting more and more angry, and he was very angry: "I have the six arts of Confucianism, etiquette, music, archery, chastity, calligraphy, and arithmetic. The ancient saints, or the strong martial arts , or the peak of spiritual masters. As a result, they have changed it into the Six Classics. As a result, most of today's Confucian scholars are powerless and rely only on their awe-inspiring righteousness. Life and death are in the hands of the king of the world. If you become a lackey of the king, how can you talk about governing from the top? And all that golden mean is bullshit!"
He suddenly pulled open his collar and said: "The ancient saints, the so-called Doctrine, is the unity of nature and human beings, focusing on the unity of nature and human form, cultivating the mind and nature, and achieving the highest goodness, the most benevolence, the most sincerity, the most Tao, the most virtue, and the most Holy. However, they have always been used to mean impartiality, compromise and harmony. How can governing a big country be like cooking a small fish? How can this big country be compared to a small fish? Even if you really want to cook some small fish, it is okay to use a little force occasionally. What's the point of being like them, who dare not cut with a knife even if their bodies are rotten and pus-filled? In the past, people who were just a little bit more upright were regarded as cruel officials again. You have to fight to the death and scold them before they are willing to give up. No matter how clear the water is, there will be no fish, so fish should not be kept in the water. What does it matter if it is clearer? In the case of Confucianism, every hundred years, corruption and chaos abound. Frequently shown. Those Confucian students are helpless. But they come to accuse my master of heresy. I blame him for being an immortal—"
There was silence for a moment in the pool. He seemed to be completely shocked by the young man's last foul words.
But the white-robed young man turned around and smiled: "Play chess well, what are you talking about? It's rare for me to come here to accompany you. These things have nothing to do with you-"
After a long time, the voice in the pool hummed and responded.
When the young man in white robe saw this, he was startled at first. After a moment, his eyes actually showed a smile: "Sure enough, if you don't continue to fight, how will you know whether you will lose or win in the end? If you had just admitted defeat, how could I have thought that you would be so careless and show such a big secret?" Flaw? Even a bad chess player like me saw an opportunity to turn defeat into victory—"
There was another silence in the pool. But just as the young man was holding a black chess piece in his hand. Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, and he made a move at random.
Hundreds of miles away from here, a talisman shadow flew quickly towards him. The young man in white robe immediately looked startled and took it into his hand. Just a moment later, there was a slight frown. It's both a surprise and a worry.
"The person who issued the talisman is your junior who obtained the Martial Saint Golden Pill?"
The voice in the pool seemed to have determined that this was the case. Without waiting for the young man to answer, he turned curious and asked, "What is it that makes you so upset?"
The young man didn't answer, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly shook his hand, and the talisman in his hand immediately turned into dust and scattered. She said with a mournful face: "It is indeed Ling Bo. She has recently found a good seedling. He is fourteen years old, a psychic with swordsmanship, innate primary pulse, and a night-walking spiritual master."
"Is that all?" The female voice was obviously a little confused, as if she had such an achievement at this age. In front of her, it was still not worth mentioning.
"Double cultivation of spirit and martial arts, it can only be regarded as a good achievement to achieve this at the age of fourteen. However, he is the first person since the beginning of the world to be a psychic in swordsmanship. But it will not alarm you, the Taoist Master of the world. From that The current head of Taiyuan Sect can come forward and accept him as his direct disciple. After all, you are no longer in the Yun Realm."
The young man in white robe sighed slightly, feeling very helpless: "But what if this person was born with a body with two veins, a barrier between heaven and man, and a broken soul?"
There was indeed a cry of surprise in the pool, which seemed extremely surprised. Above the water, a snow-white dragon head also emerged. Although it is huge, its appearance is inexplicably cute. With his two big eyes open, he stared at the chessboard floor in astonishment.
"Is there such a strange person in this world? It's really strange that he hasn't died after cultivating to this level. If he is a candidate for the God Emperor, his luck should not be so bad. There are several major obstacles to his cultivation. , gathered together in one place. But to say that he is not, such talent is really rare. He is enough to inherit the mantle of Taoism in your common people. Aren't you always worried about the inheritance of Taoism? This is a happy event, Why is it so difficult? By the way, remember that I still owe you a favor. You and I have known each other for many years, and I can help you as long as I can. "
The young man in white robe was not happy at all, and shook his head slightly: "I am naturally very happy to have such a disciple. But now the Sword Sect also knows about this person. The child Lingbo, and Wujue Villa Yan Fan has been arguing with me for several months to no avail, and this is what I learned. Do you think I don’t have a headache? However, if you are really willing to help me, it will be easy to resolve this matter. "
"Sword Sect? Do you want to deal with the master of Sword Sect? Forget it, I want to sleep."
The jade dragon's eyes rolled, and then he sank into the water decisively, bubbling with gurgling blisters.
The young man in the white robe laughed and didn't care. He just shook his head slightly: "You woman, you are really unreliable. It seems that I really want to go back to the Cloud Realm. Speaking of which, I have been away for more than four thousand years. I really miss you.”
Then he looked at the chessboard in front of him with infinite regret: "It's just that I can't play this chess. It's so rare that I can beat you!"
"With your chess skills, even if I make a wrong move, you are still no match for me. In the end of this game, I should be the one to beat you by six eyes!"
The female voice whispered, with a hint of disdain. Then he directed a ball of white light towards the young man in white robe.
"Take this thing, it's useless to me anyway. Although you have martial arts and spiritual skills, you have become a saint. But once you enter the cloud world, you will definitely be suppressed. With this thing here, it can help you to some extent. 2. In short, be careful, don’t be like your master, who was surrounded and killed by the crowd—"
The young man in white robe smiled and put the thing into his sleeve casually without looking at whether the white light was something. There was gratitude in his eyes, and he nodded slightly towards the pool. Then without stopping, step into the void.
And just when the young man's figure disappeared. The jade-white faucet emerged again. The entire body was thrust out of the water, but only countless red chains could be seen, densely penetrating and trapping the entire dragon body.
But at this moment, Long Yan was looking at the chessboard in astonishment.
"Strange, why did I end up here?" (To be continued)