"Fu Nian senior brother cultivated the inner and outer kings, Taoist Zhuang Zhou "The World" has a saying, the way of the inner saint and the outer king, dark and unknown, depressed but not hairy, the people of the world, each for what he wants, to his own side."

"Therefore, it is benevolent to oneself, self-cultivation to respect, self-cultivation to appease others, self-cultivation to appease all parties, Confucianism is the first thing to cultivate oneself, the inner saint is the most important, and the rear can be peaceful in the world, and the outer king Zhuxia."

Zhang Liang bent his fingers a little, and there was one more white on the chessboard, and he played quickly, and then ...... The words in the mouth did not fall, this game ...... Shiroko still has hope of survival.

Even in the hope of victory, everything has not yet fully unfolded.

"Those who cultivate themselves, cultivate the eight veins?"

Yan Lu's expression was as calm as ever, and most of his mind fell on the chessboard.

What Yu said in the ovary, how did he not listen to it in his heart, but ...... In any case, what good is it to know all this?

Want to stop what Senior Brother Fu Nian did?

Or do you want to help the rest of the seven veins fight against the senior brother in charge?

In this case, what is the use of saying this, the junior brother of the ovary is thinking too much, and at the moment, what the ovary needs to do is to enrich itself and wash away the lead.

If there is an opportunity in the future, you can go straight to it.

They are all outsiders of the Little Sage Village, not long after entering the Eight Pulses, they do not enter the core of the Eight Pulses, and the disputes of the Eight Pulses cannot fall on their heads.

"This ...... Perhaps it is also the path that Confucianism must take. ”

Three hundred years ago, Taoism because of the disagreement between the internal disciples, divided the two sects of heaven and man, Confucianism now has eight veins, nearly a hundred years ago, fortunately, there is Meng Kezi out, strong control of Confucianism.

Ling's Confucianism stabilized for these years, and its influence expanded to Qilu.

Next, the great changes in Zhuxia, the different choices of the eight veins of Confucianism, will cause quite different results, the Qin State Legalists have long been sitting together, and a mistake made by a Confucian disciple may implicate the entire Confucianism.

After the capture of Yan Wei, the Qin soldiers will go directly to the border of Qi, and Confucianism has to consider what the disciples of the Eight Veins do, that is, Senior Brother Fu Nian must have a plan now.

Disperse the eight veins and gather them into one.

I haven't thought of a good way to deal with this now, and I don't know what Senior Brother Fu Nian is going to do?

"Hahaha, junior brother, your path is not in Confucianism?"

Yan Lu was about to drop a chess piece, hearing the words of the ovary, he smiled lightly, the heart of the ovary never really fell on the little sage village, and this is only the temporary residence of the ovary after all.

"Oh, what about Senior Brother?"

Zhang Liang did not object, watched the place where the senior brother's chess pieces landed, thought a little, and bent a little.

"My path ......, haha, before I entered Confucianism, my name was ...... The road, the road has always been under my feet. ”

Yan Lu raised his head and glanced at the ovary again.

Your own way?

Maybe I don't know.

When he was a teenager, he followed the side of Pingyuanjun to receive teaching, but he couldn't ...... Qin's net was too strong, so he had to enter the Shencheng Library, and later the two swords stabbed Qin, and the Shancheng Library was slaughtered.

My own road has been wavering, and I don't know where it will be in the future, but ...... Now it is certain that their own path is now in Confucianism.

In the matter of the eight veins, I am not interested.

The practice of sitting and forgetting is also to stay away from a lot of complicatedness, and sure enough, one day, the troubles will come, and it is not too late to discuss.

"Senior brother......, I'm going to win this game."

Suddenly, I don't know how long it took, Zhang Liang dropped a white piece on his fingers, smiled slightly, and looked at the senior brother in front of him, this game is ...... There is a way to live.

It's hard though.

"Yes, junior brother, you are going to win."

"Today's game is the last battle of Baizi for the trapped beast, and he will be defeated after all."

"I ...... It's not as good as a junior brother. ”

Yan Lu nodded, on the ancient book on the wooden case, black and white were staggered, and the last one to survive was Heizi, and his chess skills were still far from those of his junior brother.

If there is a chess player at the same level as his junior brother, maybe the ending will be different.

******

"This is Buxian Mountain!"

Ride the wind, and the void travels between heaven and earth.

In the depths of the void, purple light flashed, mixed yuan Taiji manifested, and a cyan figure paced the void, looking down, looking down from afar, a majestic mountain range rose and fell in the depths of his eyes.

The mountains are majestic, the peaks and peaks are stacked, the verdant forests stand in it, the clouds and mist surround it, the lonely peaks are endless, the mountains are continuous, occupy more than a hundred miles, thousands of miles, on the form, it is not weak at all Taihang Mountain.

In the long river of years, Buxian Mountain is Changbai Mountain.

The mountains crisscross it, the rivers rush among them, in the early summer, it is even more pompous, even so, the eyes are glowing with purple light, and when you look at it, there are still peaks and peaks, and the snow-capped mountains have not yet melted.

The snow-capped mountains are staggered, the peaks of hundreds of zhang and thousands of zhang can be seen repeatedly, Zhou Qing stopped in the void and stared at it for a long time, which is really the creation of heaven and earth.

Looking down, there are also a lot of barbarians living here, the elegance is not obvious, the customs are wild, slash and burn is just like this, Ru Mao drinks blood, vaguely visible.

Coming out of Jiangling in the four counties, Zhou Qing did not take Yun Shu and Lang Yu with him, taking them would cause unnecessary trouble, and besides, the purpose of coming here by himself was very simple.

Take away the thousand-year-old snow lotus, as for the three-legged ice toad, if it can be found, it will naturally be taken away, it is all a treasure of heaven and earth, and it has been extremely rare since ancient times.

Running all the way, without stopping, with his current cultivation as the realm, it is not difficult to travel in the twilight of the North Sea, but the consumption is too great.

Passing by Yan Kingdom, I naturally saw a large number of hundreds of rangers appearing, all of them walking towards here, and even ...... At this moment, there are already their figures on Buxian Mountain.

It's pretty fast!

Do you have the ability to go to the snowy mountains?

Zhou Qing shook his head, most of their cultivation was at the innate level, and the level of transformation was already very few, as for the entrance level, they didn't seem to feel it.

And if you want to climb the snow mountain, hundreds of zhang is enough, the innate martial artist wearing a thick fur coat can do it, and the god warrior is not afraid of cold and heat, and can also do it.

If you want to climb the snow-capped mountains of more than 1,000 zhang, you can easily do it without a martial artist at the entrance, even if you can climb the god martial artist, you will stay for a long time, and your strength will be at most five layers.

The location of Buxian Mountain is the extreme ...... of Liaodong in Yan Country Hundreds of miles away.

Compared with the flat and open land of Liaodong County, the square circle where Buxian Mountain is located is hilly and mountainous, which is not suitable for the cultivation of ordinary people at all.

Who is the water for?

The years are long and the Yalu River is long!

To the north is the Buxian Mountain.

"It seems that the thousand-year-old snow lotus has not yet finished growing, so look where it is?"

Between the steps, the figure was hidden in the depths of the void, and the external force could not see clearly, Zhou Qing quickly walked towards the Buxian Mountain, his spiritual sense almost spread, and his eyes were even more supernatural.

As far as the eye can see, everything is empty.

There are a lot of treasures on Buxian Mountain, at least on the slightly higher peaks, there are many things of divine grass, and even many have been seen for hundreds of years.

Zhou Qing was slightly interested, just a little interested, compared to the thousand-year-old snow lotus, unless he could find the thousand-year-old divine grass here, otherwise, with the power of the number of years, he could condense the fire lingzhi at any time.

According to the records in the long river of years, the entire Buxian Mountain is more than 2,000 miles long, about nearly 1,000 miles wide, such a big Buxian Mountain, after looking for half a pillar of incense, Zhou Qing stopped again, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

There is no clue at all.

And the peaks I am looking for are all extremely high, and there are indeed some good things on them, such as hundreds of years of sacred grass, and some rare medicinal materials that grow in the most yin and cold places.

But that kind of medicinal material is too far away from the power of his own origin.

"Doesn't Baijiamo know the exact location?"

It is recorded in the classics of the Yin and Yang family that the thousand-year-old snow lotus grows in the place where the yin and the cold are, and the location of the snow mountain is the most likely, and the thousand-year-old snow lotus that appeared in ancient times is mostly in the Kunlun land where the Qiang people are located.

Now this is Buxian Mountain, and everything has no reference.

Feeling this, the spiritual sense probed into the unsalty mountain land under him, not to mention...... There is really a familiar Zhuxia rhyme of Baijia, which is very different from the accents of the barbarian Fuyu and Donghu tribes here.

The purple light flickered under his feet and disappeared into the depths of the void.

"It's a great place to recuperate."

Mountains and ravines, corners of canyons, corners of the valleys, flames rise, fat fish are taken out of the river, put on the branches, set on them, five people gathered together, talking and laughing.

This is where the earth is connected, and there is no grand occasion of the snow mountain, even so, it is still cold, from the clothes on the five people can be seen, at that time, Zhou Qing wore a green shirt, tied his hair and crown, and stepped in front of the five people.

Facing the strange eyes of the five people who suddenly looked at them, he smiled lightly and bowed.

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