Chapter 427 The Collapse of Junzi Mountain

Outside Tianyuan Continent, there is Lingwu Continent.

Shangyun Country, Junzi Mountain.

Junzi Mountain, which has always been surrounded by green curtains and bridges painted with smoke and willows, is no longer as peaceful and distant as before. It seems that a layer of gray filter has been added, making everything gloomy and gloomy. The whole place on Junzi Mountain is no longer bustling with people and vitality, but rather depressed and desolate.

The time of war has come.

No one values ​​the so-called gentlemen of Confucianism anymore. Many people who used to study hard at Junzi Mountain and want to get into Junzi Mountain have now all left to practice martial arts and join the army.

Confucianism has failed to maintain peace for tens of thousands of years. In the hearts of the world, the majestic Junzi Mountain has collapsed.

At this time, at the top of Junzi Mountain, at Wanzhu Hall.

The seven sages of Confucianism, as well as all the great Confucians, literary sages, sages, etc., are gathered here.

The Seventh Sage sat on the podium, facing the other disciples, and Xun Zhu sat in the middle. Today, the Seventh Sage convened all the Confucian sages to give a speech.

Meng Cangran was also among them.

Everyone looked gloomy and looked a little downcast.

Seeing everyone taking their seats, Xun Zhu coughed lightly, and the hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone turned their attention to him, the well-deserved leader of Confucianism.

"I sincerely apologize here. I should take the main responsibility for the war of the Four Kingdoms. Everything was caused by my stupidity and I made a big mistake. It has nothing to do with all Confucian disciples or all the great sages."

The moment Xun Zhubai lowered his head and the old man's deep voice fell, the entire Wanzhu Hall was boiling.

"Master Xun! Don't say that!"

"Master Xun, it's my disciple's incompetence!"

"I am the courtier of Dayu, and I am the only one who is incompetent!"

The disciples burst into tears and said in pain that they could not bear to have Xun and Zhu punish themselves for such sins. This was their beloved saint and the pillar of Confucianism in the past three hundred years!

Xun Zhu raised his hand slightly and pressed it in the air. Everyone immediately became quiet and looked at him excitedly.

"I am the Holy One, and I have to shoulder the responsibilities that should be mine. These words are not meant to comfort you, but are practical words that I have seriously thought about."

"There has been some kind of change in this world. Even if no one has ever said it in public, you must have known about it for a long time."

"The powerful immortals have appeared in the world, the ancient beasts have revived, the Lingwu Continent is gradually returning to the situation ten thousand years ago, and the way of heaven has revived."

"I have known about this situation for a long time. At that time, there was only one thing on my mind - the extraterrestrial demon."

"After the Heavenly Dao revives, the extraterrestrial demons are bound to make a comeback. Since the great emperors ten thousand years ago were still around, they were unable to stop the extraterrestrial demons from slaughtering living beings. Today's Lingwu Continent will definitely be shattered into pieces once the demons return."

"So, I immediately got up and went to the Human Sect, and talked with the Human Emperor Ye Qingxuan all night long, and agreed that the Confucianism of the Human Sect would join forces to explore the reasons for the resurrection of Heavenly Dao and prevent this disaster."

"Ye Qingxuan agreed at that time."

Speaking of this, Xun Zhu suddenly paused and looked up at the people in the audience. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

"But... he didn't seem to have any intention of stopping it."

"I don't know what his intentions are, but it can be seen from the past five years that he is always busy with strange things, surrounding and suppressing the Wuyuan Demon Lord whose authenticity is uncertain, and setting ambushes with artifacts everywhere... "

"I was distracted. On the one hand, I wanted to figure out the truth about the way of heaven. On the other hand, I wanted to figure out what the Human Emperor was doing so that he could ignore the important matter of the demon returning."

"When I came back to my senses, I found that the Yu Dynasty was in danger, and Yu Chisong was sitting on the throne, completely overturned and unable to recover..."

Xun Zhu's voice became deeper and deeper, and there was a heavy sense of fatigue in it, as if the old man was not a strong man in the fairyland, but just an old man in his dying years.

Everyone was worried, Xun Zhu really worked hard for this world.

"What on earth is Ye Qingxuan doing..." Someone whispered indignantly and dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, he is the Human Emperor! Don't you understand what is the key?"

"Wuyuan Zhenren's fall into the devil's path is already complicated and confusing. He is so enthusiastic about such an illusory thing. There is definitely something fishy!"

"The mission of Renzong is to defend the Lingwu Continent from the Heavenly Demon. He actually doesn't know how powerful the Heavenly Demon is?!"

The emotions of the Confucian disciples were getting higher and higher, and they kept condemning the irresponsible Renzong and Renhuang. They were already in great sadness and pain after the sect's failure, and seeing someone to vent to, they couldn't restrain their emotions.

Meng Cangran was sitting in the front row of the disciples, with his head lowered and his back molars gritted, tears streaming down his face.

His feelings for Confucianism are true, and so is his belief in the way of a gentleman.

But now, the gentleman has become a joke, and his heart hurts more than anyone else. Master Xun is his master, and what he just said broke his heart.

A man doesn't shed tears easily.

But when the faith they fought for is shattered, no one can maintain control.

Zhuang Yuerou sat next to him and held his hand tightly.

"It was also my dereliction of duty that I failed to properly deal with the various influences caused by Ning Wuxie." Xun Zhu said suddenly. Meng and Zhuang suddenly raised their heads when they heard the familiar name.

"He changed the Lanyuan Dynasty and eradicated the traitor Zhang Wanyang. All kinds of incidents seemed beneficial and harmless at the time, but in the end they had a huge impact and we were unable to control it."

Everyone in the audience whispered that this young man who was born a few years ago made historic achievements, and finally quietly retired and disappeared completely. It has become a legend among Confucians and even the entire Lingwu Continent.

People are speculating where he went. Some say he disappeared with Wuyuan Zhenren, and the two may be related.

"The world has reached a turning point. The tide of history is unstoppable. The situation in the four countries cannot be stabilized. The war will soon be reignited. Confucianism is no longer a secular holy place. It will become an old antique that everyone hates." Xun Zhu sighed.

"So, I would like to issue the last gentleman order here."

"All Confucian disciples, go to Dayu and find the missing people there. This is our last contribution to the people."

"Then everyone can leave on their own. Junzi Mountain will collapse, but the gentlemen in the world will not be extinct. Confucianism will continue to exist forever, but this organization is no longer necessary..."

As soon as these words came out, the entire Wanzhu Hall exploded.

"Master Xun, you can't! My Confucianism has been passed down for thousands of years!"

"I won't leave! I am a Confucian in life and a Confucian ghost in death!"

"Live and die with Junzi Mountain!"

"Yes! Live and die together!"

The crowd was excited and passionate, everyone's eyes were filled with tears, and some even stood up and shouted.

One stone caused a thousand waves, and everyone stood up.

Except Meng Cangran.

He was stunned and scared to stop crying. Master Xun actually wanted to...disband Confucianism? !

How is this possible? ! Confucianism has been passed down for thousands of years, and there have been so many saints and teachers in the past dynasties...The history of Confucianism is the history of Lingwu Continent!

Is the era of Confucianism really over? Junzi Mountain is really going to collapse? ! !

Thinking of this, Meng Cangran's head was buzzing. At this moment, as a Confucian gentleman, if he still had something to hide, he would never forgive himself even if he died.

"Master Xun! Master Xun, wait!" He stood up suddenly and waved to Master Xun.

His voice was drowned out by the shouts of the crowd, but Xun Zhu looked over.

"Master Xun! I have something to report! About Ning Wuxie! About Heavenly Dao, Ren Zong, and the artifact!"

Xun Zhu was stunned. It was obvious that even though the Wanzhu Hall was noisy, he heard what Meng Cangran said.

He raised his hand and pressed the air, and everyone in the hall immediately shut their mouths at the same time. The scene that was just boiling suddenly became silent.

"Cangran, what did you say?!" Xun Zhu couldn't help but stand up.

Meng Cangran swallowed his saliva and said loudly:

"Disciple believes that Ning Wuxie may be related to all of this! He is not dead!"