Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 171 Confucianism, the need of humanity (for subscription, recommendation)
"Monk, I don't care if you don't check the incense, but why do you keep following me?"

Late at night, Zhou Yu, who was sitting on the roof admiring the moon, felt a slight headache when he looked at Miaoshan who was following him.

Ningyuan Town is not very big, and with his spiritual consciousness that can spread 800 meters around, although he can't see the whole picture, it is enough to observe the area where he is.

It's just that, following behind him a monk who thinks about transforming others all day long, and pondering the true meaning of physical transformation, really makes him feel nervous.

If this monk has a vicious mind, it's fine, just a fight.

But Zhou Yu knew that this person was kind-hearted, but because he was stimulated by his few words at the beginning, he now has unique hobbies.

"It's just traveling together, not chasing, so why should benefactor Zhou feel nervous?"

Monk Miaoshan sat aside as he spoke, and with a flick of his hand, a white jade wine bottle appeared.

Inside, there is the best Nurhong, and Zhou Yu can still smell the intoxicating fragrance even if it is seven to eighty-nine meters away.

"Monk, it's fine for you to eat meat, but now you're drinking in front of me, isn't it too much?"

"What's too much, moonlight cup, moonlight wine, isn't this what people in the world are after?"

Miao Shan took a sip of the wine, frowned, seemed to be surprised, but also thought deeply, and finally swallowed it with his throat raised.

"Since the monk is determined to save the world, he must first understand what the world wants. Only by understanding can he be saved. Donor Zhou, what do you think?"

"Monk, you are indeed a material for cultivating Buddha..." What else could Zhou Yu say, he could only smile and nod.

"How courageous." Just as he was speaking, Zhou Yu suddenly frowned and looked towards the southeast.

The next moment, as soon as his body moved, a bright blue-white sword light whizzed up.

"Amitabha." On the roof, on Miao Shan's seemingly indifferent face, a trace of burning color appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He turned his hand and took the wine bottle in the other, and stepped out towards the vast night. Immediately under his footsteps, lotuses grew from the void, carrying him to follow Zhou Yu.

At that time, Wang Sheng was at home.

"Wang Sheng, you are so courageous." As soon as the words of "staying with you to the end" fell, a gloomy roar came from outside his room.

Bang!
In the eyes of Wang Sheng and his wife Liu Xiaodie, the door in front of them was blasted open, and a stalwart man wearing a brocade robe with a crane pattern painted on the edge stepped forward.

"Jun Wuhou!" Seeing the sudden appearance of the real person, Wang Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and without thick clothes, he immediately stepped forward, blocking his frightened wife behind him with his weak body.

"Wang Sheng, are you convicted?"

"Big man, do something and don't do something, I, Wang Mingdi, act openly and honestly, so what is my crime?"

At the beginning of Wang Sheng's life, he was still panicked, but when he thought of the cruel method of the person in front of him, when he said this in anger, he lost all timidity.

People are three points afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven points afraid of people. If you are upright and calm, you will have no fear.

Thinking of the teacher's teaching in the past and his wife behind him, Wang Mingdi shouted without fear.

"You little ghost, if you messed up the government in life and murdered people after death, aren't you afraid of being wiped out?"

"Little scholar, ridiculous, ignorant of the principles of heaven and earth, dare to resist ghosts and gods with a humble body, very bold."

"Great ghosts and gods, desolate and desolate, don't know the right way in the world, and dare to use the body of a lonely soul to cause trouble in the world, they should be killed."

"I'll take your dog's life and die!" Jun Wuhou was furious, and grabbed Wang Sheng with a claw, and suddenly billowing black mist roared towards him amidst the howling wind.

"There is righteousness in the world, come on." Feeling the trembling of the people behind him, Wang Sheng also yelled.

Bang!
Seeing the ghost claw formed by the black mist, when it was about to fall on Wang Sheng, a white righteousness gushed out from between his brows.

At that critical moment, a shield was formed to wrap it around and block the eerie ghost claw.

puff...

Immediately, there was a sound of sneering like a frying pan falling into water, and it rang out one after another at the place where the ghost claw and the white righteousness collided.

All the tables and chairs near Wang Sheng began to be shaken by this violent fluctuation.

"It's true that you are righteous, but if you do this, you will die. Let me see how long you can delay with your weak body?"

Seeing this, the Jun Wuhou was so angry that he laughed, and in the process, a large amount of black mist burst out above his body, like countless hell minions, pounced on Wang Sheng.

Boom!

As if the sound of thunder exploded, Wang Sheng's body trembled suddenly, and bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Sir." Seeing this, Liu Xiaodie let out a sad cry.

"Don't panic, lady, I will keep you safe for my husband." Wang Sheng didn't say much, looking at the billowing black mist, although his heart was sad, but his heart was blessed.

He bit his finger fiercely, and wrote the post in his mind in the black mist with blood.

"There is righteousness in the world."

"There is righteousness in the world."

"Heaven and earth, there is righteousness!"

……

What is Confucianism?
Not sour Confucianism, not corrupt Confucianism.

Good at the six arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, with righteousness in the chest, proud of the past and the present, the principles of the world, the practice of enlightenment, and the creation of peace for all generations.

Confucianism is the need of humanity, and this Confucianism is by no means just referring to the Confucianism of one family!
Over and over again, with the writing, the body becomes weaker, but the spirit becomes clearer. All kinds of doubts in the past and the hardships of life are revealed one by one.

"Hahaha, demons and monsters dare to compete with the bright moon, I, Wang Sheng, have no regrets in this life." As his eyes brightened, Wang Mingdi suddenly shouted.

I saw that the words that had been written so many times suddenly appeared in the void.

And as soon as its side appeared, it radiated light, and the billowing black mist that was pressing down continued to recede.

"Lady, let's meet again in the next life, let's go." At this time, Wang Sheng suddenly turned around and pushed Liu Xiaodie violently.

"No, Xianggong." Looking at the body that was desperately rushing towards Jun Wuhou, although it was only a few steps away, Liu Xiaodie seemed to see the boundary between life and death, and kept crying out in grief.

She wanted to get closer, but the white light blocked her approach.

Boom!

The next moment, a burst of white light suddenly shot up into the sky.

When the brilliance dissipated, Liu Xiaodie saw her husband fell to the ground, leaving Jun Wuhou standing in front of the door despite being embarrassed.

"That's right, that's right. It's not in vain that I deliberately kept you until now, but it's time to end everything."

Jun Wuhou looked at Wang Mingdi who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and said with satisfaction, another black mist suddenly appeared above his body.

"Don't worry, after you die, I will send your wife to reunite with you as a price for offending me."

"No, Mr. Xianggong!" At this moment, Liu Xiaodie rushed over regardless of life or death.

At this moment, when the giant claws formed by the ghost mist were about to swallow the two of them, there was a clear and crisp sword cry.

The sword light on it split apart, instantly smashed the eerie ghost claws, and separated into nine sword lights, forming an array to protect the two.

(End of this chapter)