One Hundred and Eighty-Eight Pure and Good

() "Even Jiuxuan Guizang asked Shenlei to no avail, he is actually a pure, good and upright body, a true sage in this world! So what are we doing today?"

"Pure goodness to righteousness? Haha, it's really ridiculous, ridiculous! Even the three holy emperors in ancient times, it is absolutely impossible for them to be safe and sound in the power of the Nine Xuan Guizang God of Thunder Tribulation. Absurd, nonsensical—"

"Since the Qianhuang is a living sage, then what are we? The great state policy is completely incompatible with my Confucian teachings. It is completely different. However, in the past ten years, it has been prosperous. The old man has taken care of himself. Children have something to rely on, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and disasters are not chaotic. In the capital, everyone is more well-clothed and well-fed. Even the rule of the three generations in ancient times is nothing more than this!"

"Could it be that I was wrong in waiting, the teachings of the Confucianism that have been passed down for 16,000 years are all going astray."

"That one is the sage! He is a sage who is recognized by heaven and earth, and safe and sound under the thunder of Jiuxuan Guizang! He is flawless, pure and righteous. It is impossible for him to be wrong—"

"I'm afraid it's not the Confucianism that's wrong, but the Lijiao sect!"

This voice rang out from the clutter, but immediately overwhelmed the others, as if it was deafening, causing a dead silence in the Confucian Temple.

What is wrong is not Confucianism, but Lijiao!

Confucianism is passed down from the Three Sages, and it is also recognized by the world and the world, so there is nothing wrong with it.

If Confucianism wants to continue, then there are mistakes, and naturally it can only be other——

Zhu Zi's face turned ashen, but he didn't say anything to reprimand him. The prestige has been shaken, unless it is Zong Shou's death god Xiao Wenxin Thunder Tribulation Power, then no matter what, it will be irreversible.

At this time, he looked in a daze, looking in the direction of Fenghua Palace. The 20,000 mighty righteousness still obscures the sky. However, at this time, against the backdrop of Zong Shou's pure white king's aura, there was nothing like before. Sweep against all evils and destroy the power that suppresses power.

"Is this what you want?"

That Zong Shou stood proudly in the void, first took a deep breath, and then let out this sigh.

Although the eyes are free, looking straight ahead. But Zhu Xi knew clearly that Zong Shou's words were speaking to himself.

"It's a pity that the heavens are not blessed! This god asks Xinlei, I am lucky to be safe—"

Zong Shou said, looking at the sky again. Those 20,000 swaying awe-inspiring spirits. There was a look of sarcasm in his eyes.

"It's you, don't you feel ashamed? You have righteousness, born from the heart, studying hard in the cold window, and understand the way of the world. Know the principles of the world. Therefore, you can keep your heart and uphold the way, and cultivate the righteousness in your chest. But today, you dare to speak Have no regrets?"

Just as he was speaking, the roar of the dragon and the cry of the phoenix became more powerful and clear.

Influenced by the impact of this pure white royal aura, black spots appeared faintly in the 20,000 grand white aura. It is as if the white paper dyed with lacquer fades in water. The inner filth appeared.

Zong Shou suddenly laughed, shook his head and said: "It turns out that you are not really perfect in terms of morality. What qualifications do you have to ask others to be pure and good? To abide by Confucian etiquette and moral codes? They all say that they are not good. Don't do it to others. May I ask you, have you ever really done it?"

In just this moment, thousands of auras of greatness spread out. Or the mind is agitated and difficult to maintain, or the heart is ashamed and takes the initiative to take it back.

And Zong Shou's voice continued.

"In order to spread orthodoxy, to punish me as a deviant monarch, you don't hesitate to join forces with the devil, and treat the eighteen million people in the imperial capital as nothing. The national policy deviates from the principles of your Confucian school. So even if you sacrifice the lifespan of these 18 million people, it is right to make me punish you? Because in your eyes, Zhu Zi, the principles of Confucianism and the prestige of your Confucian school Passing on, far above the lives of these people? Investigate things to know, Zhu Zi, do you think that the world cannot escape a word of reason, no matter how big the world is, it is nothing more than the word reason. But I don’t know, what you Zhu Zi followed is yourself The truth of the world, or the truth of the 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.

It's just because there are sages in Fenghua Palace at that time! The purest and the most benevolent, the sage king recognized by the world!

So no matter what Zong Shou said, it was right! No matter how Zhu Zi retorted, it was useless and powerless——

Not to mention myself, is this persistence really right?

With this thought, Zhu Zi's spiritual thoughts began to waver.

Not only is the Dao foundation in his body turbulent, but even the arrogance that emanates from outside his body also shows traces of black energy. It was no longer as majestic and majestic as it was before.

"Oh! So it's you, Zhu Zi, who can't do it either! You have ulterior motives in your heart, desires you can't suppress, and things you regret for the rest of your life, but you can't completely follow your own principles. This is you As the saying goes, keep the principles of nature and destroy human desires? If it comes to a life of magnanimity, it turns out that it is not as good as my brother-in-law—”

Following his words, everyone noticed Jin Bugui. That majestic and upright spirit is also pure white and clean, without any filth. At this time, he was far better than Zhu Xi, and even better than the 30,000 Confucian scholars in the imperial capital.

Only Jin Buhui was still in a daze, and still didn't know what happened.

Zong Shou sneered, but put away the sarcasm in his words, and said in a flat tone: "Since you are all disheveled, how can you be a gentleman? How can you educate the people? Dare to say that Confucianism is the orthodoxy of heaven and earth?"

A light sentence, but it makes Zhu Zi in the Confucian Temple. The blood in the chest was surging, and another mouthful of stagnant blood was spit out from the mouth.

It is a body of essence and blood, with a purple-gold color, and at this moment, Zhu Zi's vitality is even more dim and gray, and he is close to dying.

At this time, all the Confucian temples, Taixue, Yushitai, and Imperial Academy in the imperial capital. All Confucian scholars are also ashen-faced.

Twenty thousand feet away from the imperial study room, Qingxuan also looked at this scene in a daze.

After a long time, he said in a daze, "This is Zhu Xi's end. Unless the Confucianism sect has another emperor or a saint recognized by the world, it is doomed to decline—"

No matter today's sect is alive or dead, it can't change the decline of Confucianism.

Just because today, Confucianism's 16,000-year-old religious classics have been completely shaken by Zongshou.

Just because that one is the sage of the world! The way of sages and sages is naturally correct.

Taihuang was thinking about the reason. After a while, he frowned: "Could it be the black unicorn of Taishi Demon Lord? As long as you subdue it, black and white, good and evil, it is somewhat possible. Yes. Unless there is a higher level of Dao Shenru, who is the medium link. Could it be that the fundamental law of this sect is not actually infinite and end-"

Xu Fu listened quietly and couldn't help squinting his eyes. If it is just a pure infinite beginning and end, it is naturally impossible for good and evil unicorns to coexist. So what kind of secrets does Zong Shou have?

Qingxuan knew the meaning of Taihuang in his heart, but his lips were dead and his teeth were cold. Taoism and Confucianism have cooperated for thousands of years. Once one family falls, the other family must also feel extremely 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 god asking for thunder? Why are there black and white unicorns? , to protect his body? His person and his body are all blessed by the heavens."

Taihuang took a breath of cold air: "In this way, today's sect guard must be punished? I'm afraid that the 30,000 great Confucian scholars will become enemies with you and me."

Qingxuan smiled wryly, for the Taoist sect, this is really the case. Never let Zongshou live away from the imperial capital.

But in the Confucianism at this time, in Zhu Zi's view, I am afraid that Zongshou's life needs to be protected no matter what.

As long as Zong Shou is still alive and the sages are still alive, then everything has a chance to be corrected and proved again.

However, if Zong Shou dies, then everything will be settled. The split of Confucianism will be a foregone conclusion.

Zhu Zi, the Confucian Temple, and even the Bailudong Academy, in the eyes of the world, can only be the chief culprits who unjustly killed the truly loyal ministers and joined hands with the demon Xiaoxiao to bring down the living sage king.

"In short, play by ear—"

Qingxuan's eyes were solemn, at this moment, the fetish that could make Li Biexue enlightened, as well as Xu Fu next to him, were irrelevant.

"His Majesty the Shang Emperor, I'm afraid he wants to kill this son more than me at this time."

But when these words were spoken, from the corner of Qingxuan's perspective, he saw Xu Fu's face still showing a half-smile.

My heart suddenly sank, and I couldn't help thinking. What on earth does Xu Fu rely on, so confident?

In the imperial study room at this time, Yin Yu's face was as gloomy as water, like a dead person, extremely ugly.

Looking at the majestic pure white wangqi, the shadow of the dragon and phoenix shaking the sky.

Yin Yu's eyes were full of uncontrollable jealousy and anger,

Holy King? Living saints? So what is Yin Yu? Faint and mediocre?

At this time, it is even more glaring, but it is still that Jin does not regret it.

The awe-inspiring spirit shines in the sky. Pure and upright, looking up to the world, without guilt or guilt. All the 30,000 Confucian scholars are ashamed of themselves. It also made Zhu Zi seem to be dimmed.

This is a loyal and pure Confucian who is really close to a sage. So what is it that he unjustly killed his loyal ministers, if he wasn't stupid and tyrannical?

That Zuo Xin's face was ashen ashes, his hands and feet were cold, his heart was clenched and almost stopped beating.

It was his teacher who was wrong, not the disciple Jin Buhui.

It is almost conceivable that after today, all the Confucian disciples will regard him as a traitor who framed loyal and good people, and he will become an enemy, and his reputation will be ruined.

How could this be so? How could this be so?

Yin Yu was the first to react: "I also invite the national teacher to punish this evil spirit for me!"

"This is the job of this old man!"

Li Biexue responded coldly, but when he looked at Zong Shoushun who had completely recovered from his injuries, his eyes were still slightly annoyed. This Confucian Zhuzi really did more than fail!

Originally, Zong Shou was seriously injured and dying, but now not only his injuries have completely recovered, but his cultivation base has also improved. It takes a lot of hands and feet and wastes time.

The key is that the infinite supernatural power, the thirteenth class is supreme, which is quite tricky.

But at this moment, he saw the relief on Zong Shou's face, and that trace of cold killing intent.

Then the bronze men of the twelve towns behind them suddenly moved, and they all punched down!