Humane Yongchang

"For two hundred years, the vicissitudes of life have changed, Brother Guan Yin, don't come here without any harm!"

Confucius suddenly appeared, clasped his hands in the distance, and the wide green robe fluttered in the evening breeze. Between the ups and downs of the robe, the twisted muscles like copper and iron were looming, giving people a sense of firmness and strength like a sculpture. feel.

Guan Yinzi was obviously taken aback when he saw Confucius, as if Confucius shouldn't be here at this time.

When he came back to his senses, he opened his right palm as if no one else was around, and the mysterious and obscure dao rhyme turned into a substantive gleam flowing in his palm, penetrating time and space and evolving thousands of times.

"Zhong Ni is really good at calculating."

After a while, he put down his palm and said softly, the old man's words were full of joy and anger.

"Do it casually, I don't want to have this gain and loss, if I really drink and peck, it is predetermined."

Confucius smiled lightly and nodded slightly: "I haven't congratulated Brother Guan Yin yet. After closing the mountain for two hundred years, he finally got out of the cage and returned to freedom. The young man's ambition to swallow the mountains and the seas and the heavens and the earth can be expected!"

The sarcasm was so beautiful that Zhuang Zhou, who was sandwiched between the two, didn't even notice... how can there be any reason to praise someone for his cultivation, the more he cultivates, the more he will return?

Is there still a long way to go?
This is clearly slapping people in the face first, and swearing at them first!

Guan Yinzi still had that indifferent expression, and there was no trace of anger in his clear and deep eyes.

He said calmly: "After all, this place is the place where the first sages became enlightened. Don't be rude and offend. You and I might as well open another world and do it again!"

Confucius nodded slowly: "Alright."

Guan Yinzi nodded and said, "Good."

After finishing speaking, he lightly clamped the green sheep's ribs, and the divine horse moved its four hooves and walked slowly into the void.

Seeing this, Zhuang Zhou moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.

But until Confucius who was behind also stepped into the void, Zhuang Zhou was unable to utter a single word, and all the thousands of words in his belly were turned into a heavy sigh.

Cultivation has reached their level, and the principles of heaven and earth are in the palm of their hands. Countless sentient beings, who live and die day and night, only have the eternal Tao and the eternal name!

So all the people who stand side by side with them in the world are the tough people who can't even cast a ripple in their heart!

Not even the years can change his ambition.

Persuasion from others?
But just an insignificant speck of dust, an insignificant wind.

Zhuang Zhou deeply understood this truth, so the words to persuade Guan Yinzi came to his lips, but in the end he couldn't say a word, so as not to add more jokes.

It's as if he knew that Chen Sheng's pursuit of peace would inevitably attract Guan Yinzi, the living sage of Taoism, and he never showed up to persuade Chen Sheng even a word.

It was as if he knew that he couldn't stop Guan Yinzi, the Taoist guide who had half a mentor to him, he still came and appeared in front of Guan Yinzi.

It is also like Confucius and Guan Yinzi, one knew that the other must go to Jinling, and the other knew that the other would never allow him to go to Jinling.

Because they knew that the other party's will could not be changed, they chose to skip the process of wasting words and directly see the difference.

As for why now...

Jiuding is about to enter Jinling, and when Jiuding is connected with the fate of the Han Dynasty, Jiuding will transform the luck of the Han Dynasty into a suppressive force.

At that time, as long as the big man is not destroyed, Chen Sheng, who is the lord of the big man, can then mobilize the power of Jiuding in any area of ​​Kyushu, and suppress all the forces that are not humane and do not exceed the limit of humaneness!

And any act of confronting this repressive force head-on is no different from the stupid act of confronting the fate of the Great Han!
With the great luck of the big man at present, if he gets the blessing of the Nine Tripods again... If he hits a sub-sage like Zhuang Zhou, it may be unnecessary to make up for it after one trip.

Of course, even if Jiuding did not enter Jinling, the power of heretics would not really dare to take a human king, after all, whose ancestors have not been rich?
It's just that even if you can't directly attack the king of people, there is still a lot of room for manipulation...

The meaning of the existence of the rules is to limit the fighting to a controllable range acceptable to the rule makers.

If this rule is broken, the fight will fall into an unstoppable deterioration and expansion... The result will not be good for anyone.

So as long as the power of the upper class is strong, no one side has an overwhelming advantage.

Then the fighting rules at the lower level will certainly not be too biased towards either side.

At least Akari will not be too biased.

After all, everyone is afraid of pushing the opponent too hard, and the opponent will overturn the table even if they die together, and everyone will die together.

As for the secrets... Of course, everyone has their own way.

The infiltrator who kills all the enemies is a successful infiltrator.

If you can't catch any evidence of cheating, it means you haven't cheated.

What Zhuang Zhou and the others are doing now is to block all high-level outsiders who intend to enter Jinling to play tricks before Jiuding enters Jinling!
What's more, heretics at this level should be in charge of cooking...

"Don't act like a child, come to Beijiang to help!"

At the right time, Guiguzi's voice fell from the sky, the calm and cold voice in the past was filled with an uncontrollable fright and anger: "The nine demon saints are here, this is a conspiracy!"

Zhuang Zhou's heart sank, he didn't dare to delay any longer, he jumped up, his slightly obese chubby body rolled in the air, and turned into a giant roc covering thousands of feet, flapping its wings and swooping down, It turned into a blue streamer, and in the blink of an eye, it became a shining star in the northern sky.

The second after Zhuang Zhou left, the space in place suddenly looked like fragile glass, shattered layer upon layer into transparent fragments all over the sky, and two majestic figures emerged from the turbulent flow of the dark void where no light could illuminate them. , soaring into the sky, and moved a hundred miles in the direction of Baiyue with a tacit understanding, away from Emperor Shun's Mausoleum!

Wait until the rays of light from the bodyguards of the two of them dissipate.

I saw Guan Yinzi holding a Yin-Yang magic sword, a foot-high Xuanhuang pagoda above his head, and thousands of thick and thick Wuearth air hanging down, and a golden seal floating around him that exudes spotless and clear light all the time. The sharp Gengjin Qi that cuts people's eyes!
And here, Confucius has already put on a mottled ancient bronze armor, holding a rusty bronze war spear in one hand, and pulling a bronze chariot pulled by an ox in the other, pouring waves around him like a tsunami The wild and fierce battlefield evil spirit coated the dim starry sky with a scarlet and tragic atmosphere!

"What kind of method is this!"

Guan Yinzi stared from a distance at the terrifying figure on the bronze chariot with a crazy but surprisingly heavy aura, his eyes were filled with a sense of unconcealed horror, and he rebuked angrily as if he was a blow to the head: "You are about to fall into the devil! "

It was he who took the initiative to smash the different space and escaped.

Because he felt that if he didn't rush out of the different space, he might be beaten to death in the different space by the unrecognizable lunatic in front of him!
wrong!

This guy is in the wrong state!
It's not the first time he has fought against this guy, the six skills of a gentleman in the past, definitely not like this!
Everyone in the world knows that this guy can fight.

But in the past, this fellow cared very much about his tireless and generous elder appearance, even if he was extremely angry, he only gave people a prestige without anger, as if the overwhelming sense of rivers pouring down and mountains overturning!

Definitely not the war madman in front of me who seems to be killing crazy!
"Hahaha……"

Confucius laughed wildly and hung down his bronze sword, pointed at Guan Yinzi from the air, and shouted in a thunderous voice: "Old man, it's rare to see more strange, see clearly, this is the method of "Lun Yu"!"

"what?"

Guan Yinzi suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the stranger with leopard head, ring eyes and swollen beard and hair in the distance, and even subconsciously ignored the word "old man": "I don't read much, don't you want to deceive me?" Oh, is this the method of "The Analects of Confucius"? Your "Analects of Confucius" is the art of war?"

"You'll know if you try it?"

Confucius grabbed the reins of the ox cart with his big hand and waved it vigorously. The old scalper with the same red eyes seemed to have returned to the era of high-spirited calves. Hit Guan Yinzi.

Confucius on the chariot raised his bronze dagger, and laughed heartily and loudly like thunder: "Old man, take a certain trick 'Wairen'!"

Back then, when he first heard the fallacies and heresies in "Luan Yu", he rejected them and was furious. He wished he could rush to Chen county to pick up that brat who dared to tamper with his core essence and hang it on the flagpole. Give him a solid beating, and teach him to know what is meant by 'the old and the old, the young and the young and the young'!
Later, "Luanyu" spread rapidly with the expansion of the big man. After he experienced a rough, high-spirited and majestic domineering power different from the Confucian arrogance, he was silent and acquiesced. , I also appreciate it, and even moved the idea of ​​treating that boy Xiong who has not yet reached the crown as the third ancestor of Confucianism... As a forerunner, the classics only have the meaning contained in the classics themselves, without the interweaving of various masters, factions, and interests For his disciples and grandchildren, tampering with the classics may be as humiliating and provocative as digging his own ancestral grave, but for him, it is just an interesting attempt.

Later, in the Battle of Binhai, he used this power for the first time, beating Di Jun according to Di Jun's distraction throughout the whole process, that kind of extreme roughness and pure enjoyment, which he had never tasted in his long and peaceful life of more than 300 years. It's like turning on a switch in the body that doesn't exist... Then, there's no going back!

Today, with his 300-year-old awe-inspiring righteousness, he mobilized this force, and Guan Yinzi, who had fought countless open and secret battles in the past 300 years and ended in a tie, ran away with his head in his arms, with a strong sense of accomplishment, and pushed the same strong sense of comfort to the peak... Thoroughly up!
"Yuan Yu", awesome!
"Oh!"

The old ox stalked his neck and bumped into the golden seal that was rising like a mountain against the wind, and the violent force dimmed the brilliance of the golden seal on the spot, and flew out backwards.

Before Guan Yinzi could feel distressed in the future, he saw a bright snowy light like a moonlight, falling like a waterfall, completely covering his vision in an instant!
"clang!"

The rusty bronze sword slashed on the Xuanhuang Pagoda, which was dripping with the breath of thousands of earth, and the high-pitched sound of gold and iron communication resounded through the night sky!
Guan Yinzi was completely dumbfounded by this bout that had no technical content, no high-scholar demeanor, and no aristocratic bearing, except for the rough, rough, and rough bastard punches!
He slowly raised his head, and looked at the broken bronze sword fixed on the Xuanhuang Pagoda in disbelief.

Then I looked at Confucius who was close at hand, full of burly man and panting like a cow. His mind, which can be called astonishingly talented, turned his mind for more than a dozen weeks, but he didn't understand... How did things develop like this?When you go out, you obviously started divination to predict good and bad luck, huh?

"hole……"

He blushed and opened his mouth to yell, but a mouthful of blood gushed out before his yelling, spraying Confucius in front of him all over the face.

This mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and the Xuanhuang Pagoda hanging above his head also fell into his arms with a loss of radiance. On the surface of the exquisite pagoda, two fine but obvious cracks were so ferocious in his eyes!

He didn't have to say a word, and as soon as he moved the green sheep under his crotch and turned his head, it turned into a stream of light and swept towards the northwest direction at high speed.

After a long time, there was a distant shout of fury and curse from the sky.

"Kong Er, I swear I won't divorce you!"

Confucius stood up straight slowly, grabbed the bronze sword and landed on the bullock cart, grabbed his big sleeve and touched his face indiscriminately, then looked at the big sleeve again, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He was actually able to pursue him just now.

To be precise, if he had wanted to kill him just now, Guan Yinzi would have no chance of escaping!

It's a pity, this guy's background is too hard to kill...

But he was satisfied.

More than 300 years!

For more than 300 years!

This was the first time he had won against Guan Yinzi!
Also won so crisply, so upright, so no suspense... enough comfort for life!
He carried the bronze war spear on his shoulders in a wild posture, flicked the reins of the ox cart and slapped the old scalper lightly, and said with a smile: "You beast, I have given the master an honor today!"

The old cow raised its neck high and "mooed", as if to say: "Don't you look at the old cow whose cow I am!" '

"Hahaha……"

Confucius laughed and turned to the north in his ox cart: "Let's go, go to the northern border, and I can't kill it with my friend's entourage. Could it be that the lost dog can't kill it?"

The old cow called "Moo", as if it was responding to Confucius.

When the ox cart was about to leave, Confucius suddenly saw a shining golden object on the ground below from the corner of his eyes.

He held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, only to feel that the brilliance in his hand was cold and delicate, the whole body was neither gold nor jade, neither stone nor wood, coiled with a strong Qi of Geng Jin, as he was playing, the Qi of Geng Jin penetrated into his palm, It's like a needle prick!

On the top of the seal is the Nine-Dragon Intersection, and on the bottom there are two inscribed characters that look like talismans... If you are an ordinary educated person, you may not be able to recognize these two big characters.

But who is he?How can you not recognize it?
"Kongtong..."

He pondered for a while in surprise: "You are really willing to defend this thing with Guan Yinzi, you are really willing... Forget it, a drink and a peck, could it be pre-determined that you deserve to be the Emperor of the Emperor, thousands of miles away Some people sent the seal of Ren Huang, even if it is... to repay your friendship of "Luan Yu"!"

He opened his ape arm and waved his hand. The fist-sized golden seal instantly turned into a stream of golden light, which swept to the northeast, and disappeared into the dim starry sky in the blink of an eye.

He stood on the spot and felt for a moment, nodded, and flicked the rein of the ox cart: "Drive!"

The old scalper rolled his big eyes: "I am a cow, a cow, not a horse..."