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"Stinky boy, count you as a good person!" is what everyone likes to listen to, Gongsun Linglong is naturally no exception, smelling the praise words in Tianming's mouth, she felt a little more comfortable, but she still didn't let go of the slightest opportunity to attack, and said coquettishly with her orchid fingers: "Little brother, you are wrong again, you should say that you have never seen such a good-looking white horse!"

Tianming seemed to have no idea and praised: "This white horse is really good-looking!"

The smile on Gongsun Linglong's face became even stronger, and she immediately smiled and said, "You're right, this is a single heirloom of our Gongsun family!"

The Confucian disciples who watched the battle, when Tianming appeared, they thought that this young man might have the certainty of victory, although these Confucian disciples did not know this young man wearing Confucian disciple clothes at all, but at least the other party was fighting on behalf of Confucianism, and naturally won a lot of favor from them, but now it seems that this result is probably not much stronger than the previous few people, helpless, they can't help but shake their heads one by one.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen couldn't help but sneer: Confucianism, self-cultivation and Qi family rule the country and level the world, a school with lofty ideals, but unfortunately, since the Qin Dynasty, Confucianism has been lost, and one generation is more decadent than the next, and the final result is reduced to a feudal weapon that caters to the king, and one knife at a time, cutting off the roots and bones of the Chinese nation!

However, having said that, before Qin, Confucianism was among the top 100 famous families, disciples, and people, many of which were extraordinary, but they were worthy of appreciation!

He thought about it, but he listened to Gongsun Linglong in the audience introducing the heirloom of their Gongsun family to Tianming with full of color, "This white horse is called Treading Snow, and it only gives birth to one child in its life, which is extremely precious, from the ancestor of my family, Gongsun Longzi to the present, it has been passed down for sixteen generations, and there is only one horse in the world!"

"It's so precious, no wonder it's a family heirloom!" Tianming couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this, his mouth was full of praise, and his expression was even more exaggerated.

"Hmph! What a fool, I don't even know if I fall for it!" Gongsun Linglong used a mask to cover the snickering joy on his face, and only after his expression calmed down did he calmly reply: "Of course!"

Tianming walked back and forth around the white horse several times, his face was full of envy, just at the moment when Gongsun Linglong relaxed his vigilance, he suddenly leaned and slapped a palm on the white horse's buttocks, although he was small, but his internal strength was profound, and he learned the Paiyun palm from Jiang Chen, this palm fell, although it was not heavy, but it was really not light. Frightened, the white horse immediately raised his front hooves high and galloped forward.

"Treading the snow!" Gongsun Linglong shouted in surprise, and hurriedly beckoned people to intercept him, but for a while, where could he have time.

The white horse is running like the wind, the momentum is like thunder, no one dares to stop in front along the way, but those who have the ability are unwilling to make a move, so still with Gongsun Linglong's shouting, this white horse named "stepping on the snow" still rushed out of the small sage village like the wind.

Seeing this, Tianming hurriedly shrunk his neck, and begged for mercy in an apologetic whisper: "Fat aunt, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

This time, Gongsun Linglong couldn't bear it anymore, got up from the ground, and shouted condescendingly at Tianming: "Don't say that people are fat! Stinky boy! You just did it on purpose, if you can't argue, you will retaliate against other people's horses." ”

Tianming subconsciously turned his head away, and then carefully reminded: "It's a white horse!"

Under the anger, Gongsun Linglong had already lost her mind, forgot all about the debate, and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Whether it is a white horse or a dark horse, it is a family heirloom!" However, she is worthy of being the head of the contemporary masters, as soon as the words came out, she felt that something was wrong, looked around, and saw that everyone's eyes in the garden were focused on herself, she quickly gathered her mind and asked: "The cause of this matter is all on the little brother, I don't know what ability you have to find other people's heirlooms, little brother?"

"Just that horse?" Tianming hurriedly patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you find it!" With that, he ran straight outside, and after a while, he was in the surprised and inexplicable eyes of everyone, and pulled an old and weak black horse into the garden, and shouted in his mouth: "Look, I have already found the heirloom for you!"

"Poof!" Hearing Tianming's words, Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh, to be honest, now he is really more and more interested in this kid Tianming.

"Ridiculous!" Gongsun Linglong immediately became furious: "My snow treading is a white horse of a divine horse, but what you found is a thin and old black horse, but you lied to me that this is snow treading is too ridiculous!"

"What a black and thin old horse, this is my family's heirloom! It has been passed down for more than 500 generations, just like this!" After speaking, Tianming's eyes narrowed and he smiled and said: "That's right! Its name is Taman!" As he spoke, he handed the reins in his hand to Gongsun Linglong, and said: "Give! From today onwards, it will be your family's snow treading!"

"Hmm" Gongsun Linglong's whole body was trembling, if her eyes could kill, she would have killed Tianming thousands of times by now: "You, you are simply a bunch of nonsense! Gongsun is not blind! Can't you see what this white horse and black horse are clearly doing?"

"Alas" Tianming sighed: "It's really strange, according to your Gongsun family, isn't this just stepping on snow?"

"Nonsense!" Gongsun Linglong retorted unceremoniously.

"I'm not talking nonsense. Tianming pouted and said, "Listen well, I remember, according to your statement, this horse is not equal to a white horse, so a white horse is not equal to a horse, right?"

"Yes so what?"

"That's right. Tianming said with an idiot expression: "Look! This snow treading is your family's heirloom, but what about stepping people? In other words, stepping on snow is equal to family heirlooms, stepping on people is also equal to family heirlooms, and family heirlooms are equal to family heirlooms, so stepping on snow is equal to stepping on people!"

In other words, in this word, the former horse is not the back horse, although the word horse is used, the scope of the reference has changed, strictly speaking, it is the same word, expressing two concepts that are not exactly the same: the former horse is a special reference, and the rear horse is a general reference.

At this moment, although Tianming's explanation could not refute that the other party was wrong, such a far-fetched explanation made the other party suffer, and Gongsun Linglong didn't know what to say at this time.

The same words of "this" appeared on his body, which made Gongsun Linglong's face change greatly and became very ugly.

The surrounding Confucian disciples applauded one after another, and shouted at Tianming: "It's good! It's really good! It's so good!"

"Hehe" Seeing that the people he brought were defeated, Li Si immediately praised with a smile: "Confucianism really hides the dragon and crouching tiger, this time it can be regarded as an eye-opener!"

"Definitely. Gongzi Fusu also laughed and praised: "As the saying goes, heroes make teenagers, and your young disciple of Confucianism is indeed extraordinary!"

"Where, where. Fu Nian hurriedly responded: "It's just a little clever, playing word games, and making the prince and the prime minister laugh!" In other words, as the head of Xiao Shengxian Village, he had seen his disciples lose battles before, and if he was not angry in his heart, it was a lie that even he couldn't deceive, so his reply seemed to be modest, but in fact he was satirizing Gongsun Linglong's so-called dialectical skills were just word games, but even if it was a word game, she had never played a young disciple of Confucianism.

Seeing that Gongsun Linglong was about to get angry, Li Si hurriedly changed the topic with a smile, and said: "Since the theory of discerning harmony has divided the winners and losers, then it is not the turn of the sword to discuss the Tao next, to be honest, I can't wait to see the superb swordsmanship of Confucianism!"

After winning the argument, Fu Nian was suddenly relieved, and immediately asked out loud: "Discuss the Tao with a sword, but I don't know what the rules are?"

Li Si said with a smile: "This time the sword is won or lost in three rounds, and the number of players in each game is not limited, if one side takes the initiative to admit defeat, the game will be stopped immediately, Mr. Fu Nian, is this possible?"

Fu Nian said to Fu Su: "Everything is based on the will of the son!"

"Today, we just use the sword to talk about the Tao, point to the end, and don't hurt the gentleman's manners!" Fu Su turned his head to look at Jiang Chen: "I don't know what Jiang Shangqing wants?" (To be continued.) )