Chapter 969: Your Ancestors Are Wrong.
Chapter 969: Ancestors are not worthy of following... Your ancestors are all wrong...
In Shangyin Academy, the clay statue of the saint raised one arm and tapped his finger.
The old scholar said calmly: "I also have some experience, and I want to share it with the world. Scholars study, and when they are successful, they will benefit the world and point out the way forward in the temple. When they are poor, they will be self-sufficient and never forget their original intentions when they pick up a pen and turn a page."
Where the clay statue of the saint pointed, snow-white and thick auras as big as the pillars of the temple continued to appear, just like the legendary star-destroying cannon, and the place swept by was pitch black, and the hole was unknown how deep.
When the snow-white aura blasted towards Xu Xin, there was a ripple in the void, and a black hole spun out, as if it was a bottomless vortex, swallowing up all the auras.
The clay statue of the saint swayed gently as the aura was swallowed, and Xu Xin's Dharma image remained undiminished and safe.
"Boom!"
The entire Shangyin Academy shook violently with a tremor. It was Xu Xin's Dharma image that had grown an arm out of thin air, and he punched the clay statue of the saint in the head. Although the clay statue of the saint was still alive, there were only some cracks on the head.
The Zhang family saint deliberately touched the Confucian scarf on his head and said sarcastically: "It doesn't hurt, is this all you can do?"
This person always speaks in a very arrogant tone, but eight hundred years of hiding in the human world has given him the strength to say such things. People in the human world, even if they are the top immortals on land, are just like ants trying to shake a tree when they are enemies with him.
"Old thing, you don't even know how to fight, and you have wasted your cultivation."
Xu Xin sneered and mocked back. If he wanted to kill this old guy, he had too many ways, but he chose to do it like this today for a special purpose.
The first generation of Confucian saint Zhang Fuyao was regarded as a belief by scholars all over the world.
The group of scholars is definitely needed when governing the world, but how to use it and how to use it well is a big question.
The old Confucianism and Taoism are definitely backward and need to be reformed and injected with new blood. Xu Xin is experienced in this regard, but the biggest problem at present is the word "ancestor".
Scholars, especially Confucian and Taoist scholars, are particularly "reverent to the ancients". In short, they package their own opinions as the opinions of the ancients, so that you cannot refute them, such as various "Zi said".
And Confucianism emphasizes respecting teachers and respecting ancient learning, tracing back to the source, and the ancestral laws cannot be changed.
In short, ancestors cannot be opposed.
And this kind of thought is popular in Confucianism and among scholars, which is definitely not good.
Over time, it will form a school clique that is even more disgusting and harmful than the aristocratic families.
What is a school clique? Mastering a certain doctrine and taking it as the standard, and constantly proclaiming that you are the authority in this area, and not allowing other scholars to refute their interpretation of this aspect.
For example, some schools of thought study the Book of Shang, and some families study the Analects. These are the real-life school cliques. In "In the Snow", the Confucian sage Zhang family is the biggest school clique, because their ancestors are the first generation of Confucian sages, and the Confucian sages left countless classics. What he said must not be wrong?
Such thoughts have been around for a long time, and if you want to take action against the so-called Confucian sage families and sects, especially the Zhang family, to promote Xu Xin's "New Learning", you will definitely face many obstacles using normal means.
Just like when Xu Xin took Qi Jiajie's sword, there was the handwriting of the contemporary bullshit Yanshenggong, but if Xu Xin used this as an excuse to cause trouble for the Zhang family, there would definitely be countless people opposing it, and even different voices might appear within Beiliang.
After all, in a popular sense, Beiliang's approach was rebellion, and the Zhang family was "loyal", and the world would only think that they were "right".
And Xu Xin would not have a good reputation if he settled accounts afterwards.
Xu Xin could foresee this situation, so he decisively turned to the Yin Academy and used this layer of cause and effect to "reason" with the ancestor of the Zhang family. As long as Zhang Fuyao admitted that he lost and was wrong, the biggest mountain of governing scholars could be easily removed.
The Confucian ancestor, the ancestor of the Zhang family, both admitted their mistakes, which means that the ancestors are not worthy of the law, so what's the use of "Confucius said".
Your ancestors were all wrong, and your descendants are naturally wrong.
It is precisely because Zhang Fuyao must admit defeat with conviction that Xu Xin will spend more energy to slowly fight with him and argue with him "reasoning".
He is not worried that Zhang Fuyao will refuse to admit defeat with his old face, because the way of heaven will give justice.
The practitioners after the Tianxiang realm are bound by the "heavenly rules", especially the strong men of the three religions, who are deeply affected. If Zhang Fuyao really wants to waste time and refuse to admit defeat, Xu Xin will naturally have the means to punish him from the sky. At that time, the Confucian ancestor will be struck by lightning, and the scene will be even more beautiful.
The trees in the Moral Forest of Shangyin Academy kept shaking, and the fight between Xu Xin and Zhang Fuyao became more and more intense. Previously, they had intended to protect everything around them, but now their power was gradually leaking out.
Two figures came out tall, they were Cao Changqing and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, two top-notch masters who were one step away from the Confucian saints, suppressing the celestial phenomena, naturally preventing the celestial phenomena from destroying the four directions.
Old Confucian scholar Zhang held his breath and concentrated, suddenly raised his arm, and casually wiped it in the air, and suddenly a three-foot green aura appeared. He seemed to be in retrospect, sighing: "Maybe future generations only know my knowledge, but don't know that the study of carrying books and traveling around, wearing Confucian robes and holding swords, started with me!"
When Zhang Fuyao's qi condensed into a sword, Xu Xin just pointed a finger, silently.
"Old man Zhang, don't flatter yourself, and wear Confucian robes and hold swords. With your three-legged cat swordsmanship, any famous swordsman in the world is better than you. It's embarrassing to use it."
Xu Xin said in a cold voice, and pointed out a force that easily broke all of Zhang Fuyao's sword energy, and the interwoven energy covered Zhang Fuyao.
The old scholar stood in place, twisted his sword-holding arm behind him, and with a simple sword-standing move, he blocked the energy. No matter where the mysterious breath appeared from, he just held the sword in an ordinary way, and his defense was flawless.
Xu Xin took a step forward, and neither of them took a breath.
The old scholar was still calm and composed, and the three-foot sword in his hand was as powerful as before.
The clay statue of the saint and the hundred-foot Dharma image did not disappear, and they were still confronting each other from time to time.
"Huh!"
Li Chungang, who was far away, looked at the two people fighting, and suddenly exclaimed, looked up at the sky, and said: "If they continue to fight like this, I'm afraid the gate of heaven will open soon."
"Deng boy, if this old Confucian saint chooses to ascend and escape, will you help?"
His last words were said to Deng Tai'a.
"Whoever dares to open the gate of heaven and ascend again, I will kill him!"
Deng Tai'a said this firmly, and the peach blossom in his hand was already raised.
"Boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the auras of Xu Xin and Zhang Fuyao clashed again, and the void was instantly turbulent.
The gate of heaven opened wide, and the goddess of heaven could be vaguely seen scattering flowers, and in a trance, the sound of Sanskrit could be heard, and the bells and chimes of the immortals could be heard.