The Jade Emperor of Heavenly Court said with a smile: "The hundred schools have finally taken the right path, which is very different from before. ”

The Queen Mother said with a smile: "If the hundred schools of thought had done this a long time ago, it would have been impossible for Confucianism to suppress them, and it would be difficult to predict the outcome in the future." ”

"That's because they didn't meet Zhang Mingxuan, and they changed it long ago when they met him. ”

Zhang Jun also introduced the Legalist court and reminded the people that the officials no longer had the authority to punish them, and even the head arrester was independently removed from the yamen and operated as an independent department, and the chief official judged and pursued the culprit.

He also introduced the gratifying results of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, and the output of wheat and millet has increased significantly.

Zhang Jun introduced the hundred families for half an hour, and the sky was already bright.

Zhang Jun drank a glass of water and said: "The hundred schools have finished speaking, now let's talk about Confucianism, since the upload of "Confucianism and Taoism", there have been rumors that Confucianism wants to popularize the cultivation method of Confucianism and Taoism, so I went to interview Mr. Yan Hui. ”

The camera flashed, and a video was inserted, Zhang Jun and Yan Hui were sitting in a room.

Zhang Jun asked directly: "Mr. Yan Hui, I don't know if you know that there are rumors on the Internet that Confucianism wants to teach talents?"

Yan Hui smiled and said, "You also said it, that's just a rumor." ”

Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there really such a magical power as talent?"

Yan Hui hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, but it can't be used, because of the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao Laws, there is no talent in this way." ”

At the end of the picture, Zhang Jun appeared on the camera and said: "Mr. Yan Hui has confirmed that talent exists, but Mr. Yan Hui has also said that because there is no such law between heaven and earth, heaven and earth do not recognize it, so it cannot exert its power." ”

The hearts of the audience in front of the mobile phone moved, and they faintly felt that Zhang Jun was going to say something, the news of Confucius's transformation had already spread all over the Internet these days, and many Confucian students in front of the mobile phone had a convulsion in their hearts and burst into tears, Master!

Zhang Jun lived up to expectations and said: "A month ago, the master arrived at Tianmen Mountain to have a friendly exchange and meeting with the Xiaoyao Shenjun, and the two reached a consensus on the talent, and the Xiaoyao Shenjun will be transformed together with the master, and open up the talent for the flood wilderness. Now look at the live report. ”

Zhang Mingxuan muttered: "Go to your sister's consensus, I've been opposing it, okay! The problem is that it's against effect! Confucius wants to die, who can stop it?!"

The live broadcast screen switches to Tianmen Mountain, and the 30,000-meter altar is like a pitch-black mountain, supported by white cloud pillars in the sky, which is both shocking and terrifying.

The camera rotates around the altar 360 degrees, from the first floor to the highest floor, and the huge altar is imprinted in the eye, which is even more shocking.

Finally, the camera focuses on Confucius, who is sitting on the top of a mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is kneeling down on the ground, and the atmosphere of sorrow wafts around the peak.

In the crowd of onlookers in the sky, the Yunji Taoist priest was fiddling with his mobile phone, and said in shock: "Transformation of the Dao, incarnating as the law of heaven and earth, how can he do it?"

The monk Ruhai next to him said: "Amitabha, Confucius's righteousness is endless, it should not be difficult to achieve this point." ”

The Cloud Machine Dao Master said angrily: "What do you know? He must understand this kind of Dao before he can transform into a Dao." In order for the cultivation method in "Confucianism and Taoism to be Holy" to become a reality, the master can turn the Tao into the way of talent and add talent to the flood wilderness, but if the flood does not have the way of talent, the master will not be able to cultivate talent, and he will not be able to transform the Tao! This is a contradiction in itself, Master is confused, right?"

Ruhai has a question mark in his head, what kind of problem is he talking about? It's so confusing! But is the poor monk despised?

The many monks who were watching were all talking about it, obviously thinking of this problem, their heads were confused, could it be that the master had already cultivated his talent?

The little Taoist priest in the crowd Songjun looked at the figure in the mobile phone in shock, he, is he really Confucius?

A broken pen silently appeared in the little Taoist's hand, disappeared in an instant, and he looked around carefully. My heart was so disturbed that I actually took Confucius shopping, had dinner with him, and even wanted to take him to the red light district. Going to die, going to die!

In the heavenly court, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother sat in the Yao Pond.

Yao Chi said: "I admire Confucius very much, just as a human race to this point, very powerful!"

The Jade Emperor said: "His ability to suppress the inheritance of many great gods, so that Confucianism is the head of a hundred schools, it is naturally not trivial, but I didn't expect him to come to this point." ”

Yao Chi said: "How difficult it is to open up a path of cultivation!"

In the netherworld, in the Hall of Pingxin, Pingxin Niangniang's eyes saw through the Three Realms, and her eyes fell on Confucius, the propagator of human civilization, it's a pity.

The sea of the northern underworld was rippling, and a huge fish head like a mountain peak stretched out from the sea, setting off huge waves, the fish's eyes saw through the space, and fell on Confucius, and a huge voice resounded on the dead sea: "Why are the human race so arrogant? How unfair it is to my demon race!

With a boom, the huge kuntou crashed into the North Stygian Sea, and the sea water rose into the sky, like a wall to the sky towering over the North Stygian Land.

In the Tianwaiwa Palace, Nuwa sat silently on the cloud bed, looking down at Confucius.

Qingluan and Caifeng stood on both sides of the cloud bed.

Qingluan said cautiously: "Niangniang, are you going to save him?"

Nuwa Niangniang said coldly: "He is looking for death by himself, who can save him?"

Caifeng hurriedly gave Qingluan two looks.

Qingluan didn't seem to see it, and muttered in a low voice: "But he is more promising in the human race, and he feels not much worse than those human emperors, so it's a pity to die like this." ”

Nuwa Niangniang looked at Confucius and gritted her teeth angrily, isn't it good to live a good life? Why do you have to look for death? Huadao, how can I save you?

The human race is equivalent to Nuwa's child, there is an outstanding character in the child, and Nuwa, as a mother, also feels honored, but now he is looking for death, Nuwa almost smashed a hydrangea into her mother's motherhood, and she thought about Zhang Mingxuan very unkindly.

After some time, Confucius, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak, opened his eyes, stood up and said, "It's time!"

At the foot of the mountain, Yan Hui screamed sadly: "Master!"

The rest of the Confucian scholars also cried out in grief: "Master!"

Confucius shook his sleeves and said, "Get up, don't be like these children." ”

"Yes!" one by one the Confucian scholars stood up from the ground and looked at Confucius sadly.

Confucius looked at them and said with a smile: "Since you have entered my Confucian sect, you are all my disciples, and today I will create a broad road for you as a teacher." ”

After speaking, he walked towards the altar step by step in the void, his eyes firm.

"Master~~" The Confucian students shouted sadly.

Yan Hui gathered his mind and said loudly: "Confucian disciples listen to orders!"

The tens of thousands of Confucian monks at the scene all stood straight.

The Confucian monks in front of the mobile phone and the scholars in the academy also stood straight in front of the mobile phone.

Yan Hui raised his hand high, bowed for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple send master!"

Whether it was the Confucian students at the scene or the Confucian students in front of the mobile phone, the scholars all raised their hands, bowed for a long time, and shouted in unison: "The disciple sends the master!"

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