Wuxia: I Jigong, the beginning of the mud pill to save Lao Huang

Chapter 066

: Eight hundred years of Confucian luck! Keep peace for the world!
“The old man, Zhang Fuyao, also has a question.”
Zhang Fuyao stood up slowly.
Although it is just a simple act of standing up.
But after he stood up, between the heavens and the earth, an invisible aura of grandeur gathered towards him.
On the top of the mountain, the Confucian aura actually condensed in large quantities.
Condensed in front of him, turned into dragons and snakes, revolving around him.
It seems that the place where this person is is the center of Confucian infuriating energy.
Confucian morality revolves around this person.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Especially the Confucian scholars next to him.
In their hearts, Zhang Fuyao was a Confucian sage, a sage-like existence in their hearts.
It is their yearning to read and read Confucianism.
What’s more, their purpose of studying Confucianism is to become a Confucian saint like Zhang Fuyao.
It can be said that Zhang Fuyao is the supreme existence in the minds of scholars all over the world.
And now, this existence actually appeared in front of them.
How could this not surprise them?
However, what surprised them even more was that.
“Zhang Fuyao, isn’t that the first sage of our Confucianism? Isn’t he already dead? And he has been dead for eight hundred years.”
“The patriarch from 800 years ago suddenly appeared in front of you?”
There are still some brains that haven’t turned around.
Because in their hearts, they all knew that Zhang Fuyao was a character from 800 years ago.
He should have died long ago, how could he still be alive now?
As for what Zhang Fuyao looks like, eight hundred years have passed, and no one knows about it.
However, the others could not feel the huge sea-like aura on Zhang Fuyao’s body.
But Li Chungang, Xuanyuan Jingcheng and other highThe hand, but under the investigation, found that the Confucian aura in the opponent’s body was actually several times more than the entire Dali Jianghu!
In other words, the person in front of him is really Zhang Fuyao.
Moreover, the Confucian luck of Da Li Jianghu was actually arbitrarily determined by Zhang Fuyao!
horrible!
fear!
These characters are really too powerful.
The luck of Confucianism on the rivers and lakes of the entire dynasty is actually on this person.
Moreover, the other party is a character from 800 years ago.
Actually lived a full eight hundred years.
Doctrine of Confucianism for eight hundred years!
Now, what kind of strength should he be?
Zhao Xuansu and Zhao Huangchao on Longhu Mountain also sensed the aura of this Confucian saint.
Even more surprised.
However, immediately, the corners of their mouths sneered.
Zhang Fuyao appeared at this time, what else could it be for?
Unexpectedly, Daoji dared to play with his understanding of Confucianism and Taoism in front of Zhang Fuyao. Isn’t this courting death?
You must know that Zhang Fuyao is the founder of Dali Confucianism and Taoism. With such a person, how could Daoji ever identify him?
Moreover, Daoji dared to play tricks on learning in front of Zhang Fuyao, isn’t he courting death?
I’m afraid that Zhang Fuyao came here this time to ask for guilt.
Zhao Xuansu sneered: “Next, I’m afraid there will be a good show to watch.”
Weishan.
Zhang Fuyao stood up slowly with his slightly hunched body.
In him, there is a kind of Confucian family, who is not afraid to build the world for the people.
He said: “According to Daoji, Confucianism and Taoism are equality for all.”
When everyone heard the words, they all raised their hearts.
Is this ready to smash the field?
But then, Zhang Fuyao’s words changed, saying: “This kind of opinion on Confucianism and Taoism is not as good as this old man.”
Although it was beyond words, Zhang Fuyao’s face not only did not show any loss, but his eyes were full of admiration.
Everyone was shocked.
“What? Zhang Shengren, my founder of Confucianism, actually said that he was inferior to Daoji Master in terms of Confucianism? How is this possible?”
“My God, how high should this Master Daoji’s view of Confucianism be in order to be admired by Saint Zhang?”
“What is the origin of Master Daoji? You must know that Zhang Shengren lived for 800 years! Could it be that Master Daoji is actually a monster-like character who has lived for a long time?”
Li Xiuyuan was very casual, as if he was treating an old friend for many years, and said: “The sage of the Zhang family, the founder of Dali Confucianism and Taoism eight hundred years ago, also arbitrarily determined the fate of Dali Confucianism and Taoism, which made Confucianism only after that. It is also impossible for a Confucian saint to appear, and when I see it today, the Confucian aura on my body is indeed as vast as the sea.”
Everyone was surprised.
Some people didn’t believe that this person would be Zhang Fuyao just now.
Now that Master Daoji has said this, even if they don’t believe it in their hearts, they gradually believe it.
After all, Master Daoji can’t talk nonsense.
But what Zhang Fuyao said next was beyond everyone’s expectations.
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Zhang Fuyao laughed and said, “The impossible is the possibility.”
“It’s beyond my expectation that you instruct the Confucian sage in Weishan.”
When everyone heard the words, it was a little cloudy.
“Indeed, it stands to reason that there should be no second Confucian sage in this dynasty. Because the luck of Confucianism is all on the body of the first generation of sages.”
“Perhaps it is because Master Daoji’s Confucianism is different, so it has opened up a new world for Confucianism and gained greater luck?”
“There is such a possibility that Confucianism has accumulated for eight hundred years, and there are too many accumulated diseases. What Master Daoji said, Confucianism is benevolence, may bring a new situation to Confucianism.”
“But…” Zhang Fu shook his head, and his words became sharper.
He said, “I have three questions.”
“Ask, who are you?”
“Second question, heaven.”
“Three questions, the world.”
Zhang Fuyao sat in the world for 800 years, not to survive, but to guard the world and prevent the immortals from coming down to earth.
Now, he naturally has three questions.
When asked, is Daoji a heavenly immortal?
The second question is what attitude Daoji holds towards the immortals in the sky.
The third question is what is Daoji’s attitude towards the human world.
After asking this question, Zhang Fuyao’s eyes became very sharp, looking straight at Daoji.
Everyone was in a fog, feeling that their thinking couldn’t keep up with these two people.
“Who are you? What is there to ask?”
“What is in the sky? What does the human world refer to?”
However, Li Xiuyuan’s attitude changed from casual to serious.
The one in front of him, who has guarded the heaven and earth for eight hundred years and prevented immortals from descending into the world, is truly a great Confucian who cares for the people of the world and has given everything of his own.
He said: “I am Daoji, I am Jigong, I stand where the people of the world stand, establish my life for the people, and create peace for the world.”
“second question.”
Li Xiuyuan took off his fan, facing his fan, carrying the clouds in the sky, and said disapprovingly: “A fairy in the sky?”
“Just a bunch of guys with too long hands.”
“Things in heaven belong to heaven, and things in the world belong to this world!”
“It is their sin for the immortals in the sky to intervene in the mortal world!”
The crowd was shocked.
They did not expect that Master Daoji would actually say such a thing.
Heaven, man and immortal meddling in the mortal world, is it actually a sin?
In this case, it is simply to offend the immortals in the sky to death!
When the sentient beings in Kyushu face the immortals in the sky, they are often in a state of wagging their tails and begging for pity.
For ordinary people, the power of immortals,It is the strength that does not allow them to resist.
Just like facing a natural disaster, they have no other choice but to beg.
However, Master Daoji said this because he didn’t take immortals seriously at all.
Li Chungang was amazed when he heard this.
Master Daoji deserved to be Master Daoji, he was really crazy.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng’s eyes were even brighter, and he regarded Master Daoji as his role model.
I have to be like Master Daoji, think for the sake of all beings in the world, and take an opposing attitude towards the meddling of the gods in the sky.
Hearing this, Zhang Fuyao laughed even more.
“Good! Good! Good!”
He said three good words in a row.
seems to be very happy.
“Go to hell with your mother!”
“My husband, Zhang Yao, has lived for eight hundred years. I have seen the immortals in the sky and manipulated the world for eight hundred years! Eight hundred years!”
“The world lives in the shadow of the immortals in the sky.”
“Dynasty changes, wars, people displaced.”
“Some immortals in the sky don’t hesitate to reincarnate.”
“Take advantage of this human identity to ascend to the rank of the Ninth Five-Year Lord and seize the luck of the Kyushu. I can’t wait to take all the luck to myself and take it as my own, so as to seek a higher position.”
“The immortals in the sky actually regard the competition for luck in the world as the basis for power.”
“If you have more luck in the world, you will have more power to speak in the sky.”
“Nowadays, the immortals in the sky still want to make progress and want to descend to the mortal world.”
“¨” My husband is here, this matter is absolutely impossible! ”
“Daoji, you said that the gods in the sky meddling in the mortal world are their sins. I appreciate it very much, old man.”
Everyone was even more surprised when they heard this.
They are all numb.
Unexpectedly, it was not only Master Daoji who dismissed the immortals in the sky.
The same is true of Zhang Shengren.
Moreover, according to what Zhang Shengren said, the immortals in the sky have intervened in the human world for eight hundred years!
This shocked everyone.
Li Chungang felt that the two people in front of him were like-minded people.
One year ago, he had already successfully realized how to open the gate of heaven with a sword,
However, after seeing the so-called immortals in front of the gate of heaven, who are actually fishing for luck in the world, manipulating all living beings in the world, and don’t treat people as human beings at all, he has no idea about immortals at all in his heart.
I don’t want to fly at all.
Immortal Yijian knelt down.
It’s the goddamn fairy!
Xuanyuan Jingcheng only felt that the Confucian zhenqi in his whole body had been mobilized.
A few simple words, but everyone who can say them is excited, wishing to fight to the death with the immortals in the sky.
This is the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism for eight hundred years. Every word and deed has the ability to influence the people around you, and even the rules.
Zhang Fuyao secretly let out his aura to detect Li Xiuyuan’s aura.
He wanted to see if there was any immortal aura on Li Xiuyuan’s body.
However, when he detected it, he found something shocking.
Because he actually discovered the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism in Daoji.
Originally, it was nothing.
Daoji has cultivated Confucianism, so he will naturally have awe-inspiring spirit.
But what he didn’t expect was that the arrogance of the other party was not inferior to his own at all.
You know, I have been cultivating Grand Virtue for eight hundred years!
After 800 years of cultivation and 800 years of nurturing (Nuomahao), the awe-inspiring energy in his body has already become incomparably huge.
It’s like an ocean.
But he sensed that in Daoji’s body, there is actually such a sea of awe-inspiring energy!
This made Zhang Fuyao happy.
Since the opponent is so powerful, he is able to take on great responsibilities.
Moreover, he did not perceive the aura of a fairy from Daoji’s body.
In other words, he is not a fairy in the sky.
At least, not the immortals of this world.
As for the origin of Daoji, Zhang Fuyao was not interested.
He still has one last question, and he looked at Daoji with burning eyes, “Three questions, human world.”
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: “With the poor monk here, immortals can’t come to the world, and they dare not come.”
“Come one, the poor monk will kill one.”
“Come two, the poor monk kills a pair.”
Zhang Fuyao laughed wildly and said, “Hahaha! Good!”
“Since I am Confucianism in the world, with a junior like you, I can go there with confidence.”
“So what’s the point of giving you all the eight hundred years of Confucian luck?”
“I hope that after my death, all beings in this world will still have the spirit of the world and the spirit of chivalry.”
“There can be a real gentleman, not afraid of the gods in the sky, not afraid of difficulties, but only for the living and the people! To inherit the sage’s knowledge! To bring peace to all generations!
While talking, endless arrogance gushed out from Zhang Fuyao’s chest.
The awe-inspiring spirit of eight hundred years.
It is simply a huge amount that is unimaginable.
It spewed out like a storm.
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