Kong has been preaching for hundreds of years.

Jixia Academy is full of peach and plum gardens, and the dojo of Confucius Xuanli a hundred years ago has been sealed by Confucianism and incense is enshrined. Even if the establishment of the religion failed at the beginning, it became a holy place for Confucianism, and it was the most admired place for scholars in the world among the Jixia School Palace.

Kong Xuan, the ancestor of Confucianism, preached here, unmoving, solid as a rock.

In addition to the academy, a vast and abnormal dojo was built.

It is more than 100 miles in circumference, open as a stone, and smooth into the mirror.

For hundreds of years, Kong Xuan manifested a golden body, recited Confucian scriptures, and preached like Huang Zhong Dalu, shocking the Quartet.

Those Confucian scholars with some qualifications, as long as they can travel against the wind, will be far away from their hometown and come here. After all, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is a golden house in the book, and there are also eternal exercises in the book.

When you have achieved cultivation, you will become a book immortal.

Cultivating the spirit of Haoran, one day against the wind, up to three thousand miles.

When you reach the level of a book immortal and sweep the storm, where can you go in the world?

Because of this, for hundreds of years, scholars from all over the world rushed to the Jixia Academy, making this Confucian Academy gather hundreds of thousands of scholars. This is still an order from Confucianism, so that officials everywhere in the world are not allowed to leave their posts without permission, and they are not allowed to abandon the people of Li and resign from their posts, otherwise they are afraid that the number of people who come here to listen to the sermon will exceed several times.

The voice of the sermon was heard everywhere.

Even scholars in the villages on the far edge of the Great World can hear Kong Xuan's sermons from the book as long as they have a book of Analects in their hands, bathe in incense, and calm down.

Confucianism is booming!

Kong Xuan preached like this, how could Confucianism not be happy?

Even if it is a bird or a beast, as long as you are dedicated to studying and holding the Confucian classics, you can also hear the voice of preaching, which makes the Confucian magic method have been unprecedentedly spread for hundreds of years.

This grand occasion has made many sects jealous and how many people are jealous.

The general trend of the world is all in Confucianism!

As for the famous mountains and Taoist systems in all parts of the world, it has become more and more difficult to receive disciples in the past few hundred years.

Everything is inferior, but reading is high.

People in the world are willing to let their sons and nephews study and worship Confucianism, as for the matter of asking for immortals, as for the heart of becoming a god and a Buddha, it has slowly cooled down a lot.

It's just that hundreds of years ago, Kong Xuan established the Church, and his prestige was too great, even if the Founding Sect failed, he had already taken the lead and took the lead.

What's more, Confucian scholars control the government of the world.

The emperor has clouds: the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister.

So much so that the hundred officials of the court divided all living beings into several levels, Shinong businessmen, scholars are the highest, businessmen are the most lowly, and as for those who practice Buddhism and Taoism, they are called outsiders by them, who are beyond the mortal world and are not among the sentient beings.

In this way, the imperial court has an order, Confucianism is in power, and the upper and lower lines are effective, and after the Confucianism is in Daxing, the prestige has reached an unparalleled Cheng dù.

Even compared to the beginning when Liu Yi was determined to conquer the world and swept the ancient emperors, it was even more powerful.

Although Kong Xuan's establishment failed, the prestige he established by this move was even more effective than the success of the establishment of the religion.

As for the fact that the two ancient emperors were defeated and retreated, and they could make a comeback at any time, in the mouths of ordinary people, it slowly became an ancient story.

Time will always wear out something.

Only those monks who have practiced for a long time and lived a long life can feel that the sense of crisis in their hearts is getting stronger and stronger.

This world is a world of great contention.

The Confucian sage Mencius has a cloud: If people have no foresight, they must have near-term worries.

No matter how big or small, that's all there is to it.

On this day, there was a blue light, flying from the depths of the void, like a meteor falling to the ground, straight to the desolate world.

Thundered!

When the blue light fell to the ground, the entire desolate world trembled slightly.

There is a shock ripple, swept away in all directions, affecting thousands of miles of mountains, rivers and mountains, leveling the boundary of thousands of miles, only a cyan cliff in the middle, towering, rising to the sky.

Countless masters felt this, pinched their fingers and calculated, from all over the world, from all directions, rushed to come, gathered to the place where the blue light gathered, but saw that on the top of the blue cliff, with the ancient inscription, carved a magnificent huge handwriting: "War!"

The font is drawn with gold hooks and iron, as if there are dragons and phoenixes flying, jumping out of the strokes.

Fierce flames rushed out of the blue cliffs, burning the surrounding flames, and the rocky soil turned into magma, surging and beeping.

"This is the true fire of the sun!"

"This handwriting is recognizable by this seat, and it is the handwriting of the ancient Emperor Emperor Dijun. Countless years ago, Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi were in charge of the heavenly court and guarded the heavens and the earth, and I had seen the holy decrees issued by the heavenly court, with font strokes, but this battle word was exactly the same. It is conceivable that this is the war letter sent by Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi. ”

"What should come is still coming, for more than 800,000 years, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi finally couldn't bear it anymore. ”

......

The great war was imminent, and many ancient monks were not only not afraid, but their blood was boiling one by one.

Most of these people are the remnants of a hundred battles in the sea of corpses and blood, and there are even many gods and Buddhas, I don't know how many times they have died, and then they have been resurrected by their best friends or relatives and friends with the Liuhe Gathering Technique, for them, the death battle in all directions is commonplace, and there is nothing remarkable. What they care about is not life or death, but winning or losing, or ...... Conventional.

Cultivating to the sages, they have already had a clear mind, and they have already had no distractions, their Dao hearts, either they are enlightened, or they are obsessed, anyway, they have reached the level where their hearts are as strong as iron, and naturally they will not be shaken by half a point because of just a war book.

For hundreds of thousands of years, Liu Yi, Zhen Yuanzi and Kong Xuansan have been the Taoists, and they have joined hands to set the world, the world's famous mountains and rivers, and the Lingshan Dojo have long been assigned to the subordination. As for the breeding places of various spirit birds, and the places where all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures are produced, they have already been distributed, in other words, many benefits in the world have been re-divided, and who is willing to give up the benefits again.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi made a comeback, how could the monks of the world not rise up and resist?

As a result, the Yunyun monks spread the news of the arrival of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor's War Book to all directions, especially the news that was transmitted to the three Dao Monarchs, which was the most eager. Everyone knows that the Dao Monarch has a high merit in the world, and he must know the news of the arrival of the war book earlier than them, and even just by pinching his fingers, he can calculate it, but the news still has to be sent, not because of anything else, just because of the need for three Dao Monarchs to come out, and the need for three Dao Monarchs to take the lead, otherwise, with their cultivation, how can they be able to defeat the Ancient Heavenly Emperor and the reinforcements brought by the Ancient Heavenly Emperor......

It is rumored that there were as many as 3,000 cultivators who listened to the Tao under the Hongjun Dao Ancestor back then!

These people who once listened to the sermon in Hongjun Dao Ancestor Zixiao Palace, all of them are peerless and domineering, let alone three thousand, even if they are divided into half, they are not comparable to these ancient monks.

Liu Yi's dojo is located in the depths of the void.

Zhen Yuanzi's dojo is also located on a longevity mountain in the void.

Only Kong Xuan's Jixia Academy is located in the mundane world, so the news first came to the Jixia Academy.

The courtyard is deep, with tens of thousands of steps and thousands of temples.

Such a magnificent and atmospheric school palace can highlight the great atmosphere of Confucianism.

The messenger waited for several hours before receiving a response from the Confucian sect.

This is the rule, this is the Confucian etiquette.

Since the punching preach, Confucianism has flourished, the rules between heaven and earth have been made more and more by these scholars, what monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons, what three outlines and five constants, what three kneels and nine bows to worship the king, long live......

Although the letterhead was delivered to Confucianism, Kong Xuan was preaching, and he, like Liu Yi, handed over many things in Confucianism to his disciples to deal with, and he taught his disciples with peace of mind.

The process of preaching is also a process of self-reflection.

Zi said: Review the old and learn the new, this is the truth.

Confucius preached, handing over many things in the door to his disciples.

Their disciples were the Confucian sages Cui Siqi and Mencius, as well as the seventy-two sages, and in addition to these people, there were three thousand disciples.

But the disciples of Confucianism are the best at going up and down, Kong Xuan handed over the things in the door to the disciples, but the disciples also have disciples.

In this way, Kong Xuan and his more than 3,000 disciples were all in the dojo of the Jixia School Palace, preaching and listening to the sermons, and as for the affairs of Confucianism, they were handed over to some of the younger generations of Confucianism.

These people are not well-known, and no one has even heard of them.

Among them, the first one is surnamed Dong and named Zhongshu.

This person is only thirty or forty years old, but he has already cultivated the aura of Confucianism to a slight extent, if nothing else, he may be able to cultivate into a scholar after a hundred years.

And the most extraordinary thing is that this person is wise and far-reaching, and even Mencius, one of the two great sages of Confucianism, has personally praised this person.

Naturally, the first letterhead sent was handed over to Dong Zhongshu for inspection.

Even if the person who came to deliver the letter was an ancient monk who had cultivated for several eons and had cultivated countless years ago, and an upright ancient god, Dong Zhongshu's momentum did not weaken by half a point, but in accordance with the hospitality of Confucianism, he gave this great god fragrant tea and fruits, and entertained him.

The great god had never seen Kong Xuan with his own eyes, but he refused to leave, insisting on seeing Kong Xuan, the ancestor of Confucianism, saying that this matter was very important and should not be taken lightly.

Dong Zhongshu was neither humble nor arrogant, returned a salute, and said: "Senior, please wait a moment, I will go to tell the ancestor." ”

As soon as he stepped out of the door, a scholar of the same generation asked him, "This senior is an ancient god, but you and I are just a junior disciple who has cultivated for twenty or thirty years. ”

"My Confucian disciple can be without arrogance on the outside, but he can't be arrogant on the inside. ”

Dong Zhongshu smiled slightly, and he didn't know if he smiled politely, or he was quite comfortable in his heart, and said: "He is indeed an ancient god, with profound strength, with the ability of you and me to cultivate for twenty or thirty years, it is difficult to match. But I went to receive him, sat down with him and talked with him, representing my Confucianism and representing the entire sect. At that time, I was no longer me, I was no longer Dong Zhongshu, but the face of my Confucianism. I just need to treat him politely, don't snub him, don't lose my courtesy, how dare he despise me Dong Zhongshu because of my low cultivation?"

At this point, Dong Zhongshu walked away.

After several turns, I don't know how many corridors I bypassed, Dong Zhongshu came to the place where Kong preached.

Confucius is giving a lecture, so naturally he can't be disturbed.

So, Dong Zhongshu found Mencius and told him about it.

Mencius frowned, then discussed the matter with Cui Siqi, and talked about it in detail in front of Cui Siqi.

However, when Cui Siqi was listening to Mencius, a pair of phoenix eyes looked straight at Dong Zhongshu, the light in her eyes flickered, her brows furrowed slightly, and she seemed to have sensed something for a moment, and immediately pinched her fingers and counted, and when she finished the calculation, she looked at this Dong Zhongshu again, and the look on Cui Siqi's face had become different.

This Dong Zhongshu has a majestic figure and a dignified appearance, wearing a Confucian jade crown, wearing a Confucian robe, and a long beard on his face......

"Senior sister, but what did you count?"

Mencius looked surprised, asked, and saw that Cui Siqi didn't say much, and immediately pinched his fingers, but calculated a cloud of fog, but vaguely felt that the future of Confucianism had a great relationship with this Dong Zhongshu.

It's a pity that Mencius's cultivation is not as good as Cui Siqi after all.

Cui Siqi is not only a disciple of Kong Xuan, but also one of the Confucian sages, who got Kong Xuan's Confucian true biography, she listened to the Tao under Liu Yi, and also got the teaching of Xuantian Sect's kendo skills.

"Oh?"

Mencius frowned and asked, "Great prosperity or great decline?"

"When that day comes, Senior Brother will naturally know. ”

Cui Siqi didn't say much, put his eyes on Dong Zhongshu again, and asked: "What about "Spring and Autumn Dew", but what did you do? Among them, the monarch and the minister, the father and the son, the monarch is the minister, the husband is the wife, the father is the son, and the theory of the three outlines and the five constants, but you put forward it?"

Dong Zhongshu said: "Master Qi, the theory of the outline, the patriarch has already made a judgment, and the disciple is just an extension. ”

What he meant was that the ethics of Gangchang originally originated from the words of Confucius, and he was just carrying it forward.

Cui Siqi didn't continue to ask, and with a gesture, the letter in Dong Zhongshu's hand had already flown into her hand.

She did not open the letterhead, but only probed her mind to understand what was going on, and said, "Tell the messenger that I know about this matter." ”

"The disciple obeyed. ”

Dong Zhongshu held the letterhead in his hand and retreated.

When he was far away, Mencius asked, "Senior sister, is my Confucianism a great prosperity or a great decline?"

Cui Siqi said, "Senior brother, do you really want to know?"

"Zi said, knowing is knowing and not knowing is not knowing. ”

Mencius shook his head and said, "Zi said, sensitive and studious, not ashamed to ask. ”

"Since you are so persistent, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you. ”

Cui Siqi frowned, there was a little helplessness in her expression, and she was silent for a long time before she said a word......

"Depose the hundred schools and respect Confucianism!"