are all discussing whether Confucianism also has a holy land book mountain?

Is the holy place of the Confucius Institute the same as the holy place in "Confucianism, Taoism, and the Most Holy"?

Many people took out the content of "Confucianism and Taoism in the Most Holy" word by word, and analyzed the attitude of the Confucius Institute or the meaning that the Confucius Institute wanted to express.

In a human kingdom city, Confucius, dressed in a moon-white robe, was sitting in a private room in a restaurant, looking at the message on his mobile phone, stroking his beard and muttering to himself: "Ziyuan, do you really want to promote talent?"

Then he shook his head and smiled: "How is it possible? There is no talented cultivation method in this world. ”

Confucius hesitated and said to himself: "However, this talent is the key to the real prosperity of my Confucianism, what should I do?"

Confucius pondered for a moment and then smiled: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, I want to see what is written in this book, maybe when the book is all finished, I will know what to do." ”

Xiaohehe picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "Good wine!"

Lift the chopsticks and pick up a few side dishes, eat and drink alone, and enjoy yourself.

When Zhang Mingxuan fell asleep comfortably, his body suddenly lightened, and he involuntarily fell down, and shouted in horror: "Again?"

Zhang Mingxuan's front flashed, and he appeared on a pitch-black walkway, with a big man standing beside him.

Zhang Mingxuan was taken aback when he saw the big man, this guy didn't have a head, he used his milk as his eyes and his umbilicus as his mouth.

But even if he doesn't have a head, this guy is a head taller than himself, which is a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Mingxuan muttered: "Xingtian!"

Xingtian's navel opened and closed, and a dull voice came: "It's me!"

Zhang Mingxuan hugged his fists and smiled: "I've seen Brother Xingtian!" swept left and right for a week, and said suspiciously: "Brother Xingtian, where is Chiyou?"

Xingtian froze for a moment, looked at Zhang Mingxuan, who was pretending to be stupid, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone: "You don't need to threaten me, I will do what I should do, and I won't do what I shouldn't do, you can rest assured." Follow me!" turned and walked down the road.

Zhang Mingxuan was puzzled: "What did I threaten you?"

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he muttered, "Could it be that something happened to Chiyou's goods?" Or did my master call in?"

The body suddenly moved from stillness, and involuntarily stumbled forward.

Zhang Mingxuan exclaimed, "Xingtian, what have you done to me? Why can't I control myself?"

Xing Tian didn't say a word, and walked forward silently, and soon came to a space entrance.

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the entrance of the familiar space, his heart suddenly sudden, and he remembered the picture of suffering before, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart, and he swallowed his saliva weakly and took two steps back.

Xing Tian stood in front of the entrance of the space, turned his head to look at Zhang Mingxuan and said indifferently: "The Bronze Pillar Hell of the Eighteenth Layer of Hell, Divine Monarch will go in and take a walk!"

Zhang Mingxuan stretched out his head and took a careful look, only to see that it was like a huge forest inside, and there were pillars like plum blossom piles standing in the forest, the problem was that the pillars were all burned red copper pillars, and the ground was also burned red iron plates, all of which were red at a glance, and the heat wave was coming.

Zhang Mingxuan's face changed, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word, this is much more terrible than the steamer hell, and he was made into a teppanyaki when he went in!

With a wave of Xingtian's hand, Zhang Mingxuan screamed and fell into the steamer hell.

Zhang Mingxuan shouted in despair in mid-air: "Xingtian, I call you grandma." ”

Xingtian's pectoral muscles shook involuntarily, turned his head and left.

Zhang Mingxuan smashed on top of a copper pillar, stabbing with a sound, like pouring lard on a hot pot, and a white gas rose with a fragrance.

"Ahh

"Oh~" Zhang Mingxuan's eyes rolled and he looked up to the wolf howl.

It was pitch black behind and underfoot, and a trace of blood mist seeped into the wound from the air, and the wound was healing rapidly.

Zhang Mingxuan gasped, lowered his head and said to himself: "I have the aura of the protagonist, and I am strong when I am strong!"

Raising his head with anger in his eyes, he shouted, "Come on, come on, come on!"

Screaming, he raised his legs and chased after the looming ghost in the distance, and the screams resounded in the space.

Xingtian returned to the Pingxin Hall to resume his life, and said with a fist in front of the lord: "Niangniang, I have already sent him in." ”

He said calmly, "Are you also dissatisfied with me for giving him the blood of the ancestral witch?"

Xing Tian hesitated for a moment, and said affirmatively: "Yes! But I know that Niangniang's Sacred Heart Sympathy Heaven and Earth will not be wrong." It's impossible for Niangniang to harm our Wu clan. ”

Pingxin suddenly smiled with relief: "If Chi You's stunned young man can see clearly, I don't have to punish him." ”

Xing Tian said calmly: "The ancestral witch's essence blood is too precious, and he is reluctant to give up in his heart, which is common feeling. ”

Xingtian hesitated for a moment and said: "Niangniang, Xiangbi Chiyou also knows that he is wrong, you can let him out! ”

Houtu said, "It's okay! I need to teach him a lesson." ”

Xingtian said, "Yes!"

Hou Tu said: "You step down! Zhang Mingxuan's affairs will be handed over to you in the future." ”

Xing Tian respectfully and slowly withdrew from the main hall.

In the empty hall, Hou Tu smiled bitterly: "Not to mention a drop of ancestral witch essence blood, what if the twelve ancestral witches were here at the beginning? ”

Glancing at the dim netherworld outside, he muttered, "I don't want the Wu clan to stay in this dark underground all the time!

So I need to find you a backer on the earth, so that you can walk on the desolate land in the light, why don't you understand me?"

A few hours later, Zhang Mingxuan, who was hot and wanted to die, was thrown back to the small black room again, turned over with a hundred times his spirit, and scolded the sky.

One will scold Xingtian, and the other will scold Chiyou, and the scolding is strange, and there is no repetition.

Of course, for Pingxin Niangniang, even if Zhang Mingxuan is dissatisfied, he will not dare to scold, otherwise the Tongtian Sect Master will not be able to protect him.

Zhang Mingxuan scolded for a while, his hands on his hips, his chest rising and falling violently, and he gasped for breath.

Xing Tian's flat voice came down from above: "Niang Niang said, tomorrow will be fifty chapters, and if you can't finish it, you can think about the consequences yourself." ”

Zhang Mingxuan raised his head and sneered: "I, Zhang Mingxuan, have not been weaker than others in my life, and I will not whisper and wagging my tail to beg for mercy." ”

"Hehe~"

Zhang Mingxuan casually knitted a cradle and flew up to lie down.

Zhang Xiaofan asked, "Do you really not write?"

Zhang Mingxuan said in his heart: "Don't write! Anyway, whether you write or not, the old lady won't let me go, why do I have to write desperately? I don't get tired of typing!"