All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 527 There is a sage who asserted his luck for 800 years
The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have a long history.

Compared with Buddhism, which has been suppressed by Beimang and Liyang, and has become more and more sluggish, and Taoism, which has always been tepid, Confucianism has always been the mainstay of the major dynasties since its birth.

The old Confucian scholar in front of him has a lot of background, very big.

When the Dafeng Dynasty was founded, the status of Confucianism rose, and in all subsequent dynasties, this person was honored by the kings as the most holy teacher.

Numerous civil servants, no matter whether they are famous in history or not, were regarded as the supreme honor by offering sacrifices to their side during their lifetime.

Zhangjiasheng Mansion and Longhushan Tianshi Mansion have been called holy from the north and the south for 800 years, complementing each other.

But no one really thinks that the Zhao family is comparable to the Zhang family, especially in the hearts of scholars all over the world, the Zhao family, who is a gentleman in feather clothes, is probably not worthy of carrying shoes for the Zhang family.

And this unremarkable old Confucian scholar in front of him is Zhang Fuyao, the first sage of Confucianism, who should have passed away 800 years ago.

But he is still alive.

Also lived for 800 years.

Among the saints of the three religions in the world, the Confucianist saints are the least. Even if they really appeared, such as Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Huanglongshi were only a flash in the pan.

It is precisely because of the Confucian sage Zhang Fuyao who arbitrarily asserted luck for 800 years.

The Zhang family sage looked at Gou Youfang, smiled and said: "You rarely drink alcohol, go out for a walk after drinking this bowl of wine, sober up, so as not to get drunk, I want an old man to take care of you."

"Understood, sir." Gou Youfang was startled, then drank the bowl of wine in his hand, and staggered towards the outside of the wine shop.

"I have been in the world for 800 years. I have seen people carrying knives, swords, and reading books. I have also seen dirty people who sacrificed their lives for benevolence. Especially the war in the Spring and Autumn Period was really wonderful. After that, regardless of the courts and rivers and lakes It did not disappoint, there is Zhang Julu who opened the way for the people, and there is the second Wang Xianzhi in the East China Sea."

The saint of the Zhang family turned his eyes to Murong Tonghuang again, and his tone was as flat as ever.

In other words, for this saint who has been in the world for 800 years, he has seen too much, and there are few people or things that can cause ripples in his heart.

"I can count on one hand the things that can surprise me. You are one of them, and you are the most difficult to guess. Huang Longshi told me many things about later generations, and told me about many people, but Without you, maybe you are also a page flipper who fell into the book."

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and said: "What about the person who flipped the book, and what about the person who read the book? Now that it is in the book, it is time to write a magnificent picture scroll, so that future generations can see the demeanor of the ancestors, and finally It’s good to write a few obscure but mysterious articles, which will make the literati of later generations want to live and die.”

The saint of the Zhang family looked up at the sky: "It's hard, it's hard."

"How difficult?"

The saint of the Zhang family looked up at the sky: "I have been guarding the world for 800 years, and I have also watched the immortals in the sky for 800 years. Now they are getting better and better. If you want people in this world to follow their rules, maybe you have the ability to leave a name in history, but in their In my plan, you will bear countless infamy."

Yu Liancheng also looked up at the sky, and said something that didn't fit his temperament: "Then fuck it."

The Zhang family sage laughed loudly.

The other guests in the restaurant all looked over with surprise and ecstasy in their eyes.

The turmoil caused by Yu Liancheng's clash with the saints of the Zhang family was too great, and it was hard for them not to pay attention.

Now Yu Liancheng has dissipated the lingering spiritual thoughts and restored his original appearance. That handsome face can be said to be overwhelming, and every move reveals a magnificent posture. Even the fluttering black sleeves are like black clouds. Hanging down, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The vast majority of people were extremely excited, their minds went blank, and there was only one thought.

"I actually drank with Leader Murong!?"

The proprietress who was secretly watching was also very happy. Although the wine table turned into powder somehow, it was the bench that the leader Murong sat on. No matter how much money was given, he would not buy it. precious.

The saint of the Zhang family gradually restrained his smile: "This time, I wanted to see Xu Weixiong, the king of Beiliang. After all, Huang Longshi is also my apprentice. Although many of his ideas have run counter to mine, he chose The successors who pass on the mantle can be regarded as my disciples and grandchildren."

Yu Liancheng said lightly: "Don't worry, when you see her, you'll know that she is a real heroine, and the talent gap in her chest will never be inferior to anyone."

The topic of the Zhang family sage changed quickly and was very blunt: "What do you think of the heavenly beings?"

Yu Liancheng said: "It's too lenient to point fingers."

The saint of the Zhang family was silent for a while, and said: "You let me go one before, now I let you go one."

Yu Liancheng threw a piece of broken silver to the proprietress, and smiled apologetically for the ruined wine table.He took another wine glass, no need for a wine jug, raised his head and drank two gulps, proudly.

"Okay, let's go."

The Zhang family sage shouted: "Zhang Fuyao and Murong Tonghuang are hundreds of miles away."

With Tianxian in the mouth, the law follows the words, and a word becomes a prophecy.

This is the Confucian sage.

next moment.

The figures of Murong Tonghuang and the saints of the Zhang family disappeared in a flash, and there were only ripples left on the ground where they stood. Everything that happened before was like a mirror image.

After pondering for a while in the restaurant, discussions soon erupted into the sky.Some people showed excitement, while others sighed.The old man was obviously not an ordinary person, and he followed suit.

The two people's "going together" is obviously not about drinking another glass of wine, but a contest, otherwise they will not be able to go hundreds of miles away.

"Miss Boss, sell me the piece of silver that Murong Wudi threw to you earlier."

"Leader Murong's previous stool is sold to me, and I will offer one hundred, no! Three hundred taels of silver."

A group of martial arts people rushed towards Boss Nian, especially the female chivalrous fairies who were most excited.

"Don't buy it, don't buy it." The proprietress smiled from ear to ear, this is used as a family heirloom, even if you really want to buy it, you have to find a good buyer.

Suddenly, the proprietress kicked her eyes, looked at a heroine who was running away holding a bench, picked up a broom and chased after her: "That woman, put down my bench quickly."

……

This group of martial arts people guessed right.

The "go one" between Zhang family sage and Yu Liancheng was indeed a wonderful contest.

Yu Liancheng held the nameless broken sword, and the golden light flowed from the sword, filled with a sharp aura.

As Yu Liancheng swung his sword, a bright sword light suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth. Wherever the sword light went, the mountains, rocks, vegetation, and trees all disintegrated and shattered, turning into a piece of dust, and went straight to the saint of the Zhang family.

The sage of the Zhang family raised his arm, stretched out a finger, and said with a smile, "Leshan, the benevolent."

Boom! !

The sky and the earth trembled unceasingly, as if a rolling mountain rose from the ground, blocking Murong Tonghuang's sword light.

Jian Guang's speed suddenly slowed down, far from being overwhelming.

It needs to break through the mountains before it can attack the saints of the Zhang family, but it is unwavering.

Seeing the sword light getting closer, the Zhang family sage frowned and said in a deep voice, "The wise man enjoys water."

The hand behind his back shook his wrist lightly, the pool tens of meters away was like a green dragon drawing water, and a magnificent water column as thick as the mouth of a well suddenly rose up, like a water dragon, smashing the sword violently Light, rushed towards Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng raised his palm and pressed it casually, but with an unimaginably vast and majestic palm force, he smashed the water dragon lightly.

"Sure enough, he is a peerless martial artist who has not been seen in a thousand years, but the old man's Confucian methods are not just lip service." The Zhang family sage said with a smile: "So that you, Murong Wudi, know what my Confucianism means to cultivate life and rest The awe-inspiring energy resonates with the heaven and the earth."

The old Confucian stomped lightly, without the majestic momentum of a martial arts master, but just like an old farmer in the countryside stomping on his crops at random.

Boom! !

However, what happened next was not small.

The energy behind the saint of the Zhang family condensed, and a clay statue slowly appeared, sitting in awe, with a height of several tens of feet, almost at the same level as the Lotus Peak of Wudang Mountain.

This clay statue holding a scroll can be said to be more popular, more widely distributed, and more familiar to the world than any other statue in the world.

The ancestral hall of the Zhang Mansion, the Imperial Palace in the capital, the Confucius Temple, the Academy, the Academy...

The sound of reading aloud can be seen everywhere.

Not to mention the Central Plains, even in Beimang it is not uncommon.

This is the statue of the Zhang family sage.

The sage of the Zhang family flipped his palm lightly, and Lang smiled and said, "The vicissitudes of life are just one thought."

The statue of the sage at the back unfolded the scroll in his hand, the scroll was called "Spring and Autumn", and the spring and autumn were dry and prosperous.The magnificent brilliance sprinkled from the scrolls is the condensation of countless years of spring and autumn.

Regardless of flowers, plants, trees, birds and animals, once they are stained with brilliance, it will be as if they have experienced countless years of brilliance, with branches and leaves withered, and animals and animals getting old.

Yu Liancheng raised his finger.

hum!
The invisible aura opens up.

This is a self-contained world of heavenly magic force field mixed with astronomical phenomena.

That radiance was blocked from this aura.

"Interesting." The Zhang family sage smiled faintly: "The first grade of Confucianism is the celestial phenomenon, but I have some mysterious experience in my heart, and I want to know it from the world."

The statue of the saint raised an arm and pointed his fingers in the air.

Buzz! !

The sky and the earth trembled.

Where the fingers of the statue of the sage were, white and thick auras the size of pillars and beams of palaces appeared continuously.

This is the fingering mystery technique of the Zhang family sage.

Gang Qi kept bombarding the invisible aura, and the aura kept shaking, giving people the feeling that it was about to collapse.

The statue of the sage dropped the scroll, clasped its palms together, and opened its palms together. Amidst the sharp tremors in the air, an unprecedented snow-white aura appeared and suddenly bombarded the aura.

Whoa! !
There was a sound like a broken mirror.

The invisible aura finally collapsed.

Xuebai's Gang Qi went forward without hesitation, blasting towards Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng frowned slightly, and waved his fist, which was as high as the sky, and smashed the snow-white gang with one punch.

The next moment, Yu Liancheng's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared behind the statue of the Zhang family saint, and with a wave of the nameless broken sword in his hand, the statue split into two, and large pieces of soil collapsed in all directions.

"You say you are a Confucian sage, why do you talk so much bullshit when you have a fight." Only then did Yu Liancheng speak.

"There are so many 'Zi Yue' in the world, why can't you listen to me, an old man, babbling a few words?"

The saint of the Zhang family raised his arm, swiped it casually in the air, and a three-foot green aura suddenly appeared.With a look of reminiscence on his face, he sighed and said: "Perhaps later generations only know my knowledge, but they don't know that traveling abroad, Confucian shirts and swords all come from me."

The saint of the Zhang family pointed the three-foot green qi at Emperor Murong Tong: "Everyone says that the leader of Murong's swordsmanship is unparalleled, no less than two sword gods, please enlighten me."

"Okay, I'll teach Zhang Shengren."

Yu Liancheng chuckled, and illusory shadows walked out of his body, exactly like himself.In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be hundreds of Murong Tonghuang holding the nameless broken sword in front of the saints of the Zhang family.A moment later, the Wuming Broken Swords waved together, spreading out an endless sword net.

"It's somewhat similar to that guy from Dao Dezong's Hua San Qing." The Zhang family sage muttered to himself, the three-foot green energy in his hand surged, and countless blue sword energy greeted the sword net.

Boom! !

In an instant, the strength exploded one after another, as if there were hundreds of confrontations in an instant.The soil within a radius of one hundred feet was blown away by a heavy sword.

……

After an unknown amount of time, two figures rolled out of the smoke and dust, and suddenly landed hundreds of feet away.

The clothes and hair of the Zhang family sage showed signs of scorching, and his clothes were torn. He looked a little embarrassed, and sighed: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I have guarded this world for 800 years. With you and other amazing juniors this time, maybe It can really cut off the connection between heaven and earth, and return freedom to the world."

"During the second battle of Liangmang, there were immortals falling like rain. Let me, an old man, resist the pressure of heaven before we can cut off the barrier between heaven and man."

boom! !

The 800-year-old Confucian luck accumulated by the sages of the Zhang family rushed to the sky.

There are two long-lived people in the world, one is the young eunuch of Tai'an City, and the other is the first generation of Confucian saints.Just different from the young eunuch, Zhang Fuyao, a Confucian sage, wanted to give everyone in the world real freedom for his luck in the world.

"I have watched the mountains and rivers of the world for 800 years, but I still haven't seen enough. I have monopolized Confucian luck for 800 years, and it is time to return it to the scholars of the world."

At this moment, a hand was placed on the shoulder of the saint of the Zhang family.

The Zhang family sage looked back and saw Emperor Murong Tong, who laughed and scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, if you resist the pressure from the heavens and make it difficult for the heavens and humans to descend to the lower realms, wouldn't I be bored? You haven't met the King of Beiliang yet, she But I still want to meet the blind luthier of Shangyin School Gongdelin."

"But one thing is right, you should return the Confucian luck to the scholars all over the world."

(End of this chapter)