I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

"Are you going down the mountain too?"

After arranging the matter of Yuding, Huang Long was planning to rest for a while, when his second disciple came.

"Yes, as the master said, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. The disciples have read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles with the master, but they have never traveled by themselves. Therefore, the disciples want to have a try and rely on themselves. See if you can walk out of your own way?" Kong Qiu gave a long bow to Huanglong, unlike the big arms and round waist and dark skin when he first met, although his figure was still tall, but at this moment Kong Qiu was wearing a Taoist robe, The skin is fair, with a bit of elegance and righteousness.

"Cultivate yourself, govern your family, govern your country, and the world. You have cultivated yourself, but you don't have a family, let alone governing the country, let alone leveling the world. Going down the mountain this time will also benefit you." Huang Long nodded slightly.

"Do you need a family?" Kong Qiu was slightly puzzled. With so many elders, except for the master, none of them seemed to be married. Do you need a family?

"Others don't need it, you need it. The way of practice today is inherited from your grand master, Zixiao preached, and then there are many divisions. But as far as my Taoism is concerned, what I pursue is to be born. Don't mess with the world, don't get involved Common beliefs are the same whether it is my Kunlun lineage or the Western Xumi lineage. But the human race is different, and the human race needs to enter the world. But to enter the world, it is natural to bend down and be the same as others, so how can you be homeless?" Huang Long smiled road.

What do you think, that is, your master respects me as a Taoist priest, and I have found a Taoist companion.

If you are not a Taoist priest, do you still want to have a family?

"Your disciple is taught." Confucius bowed immediately after hearing the words, and said again, "After going down the mountain, do you want to find a good relationship first?"

"Fate is wonderful. You can't force it, and the family and the country are not in conflict. You can join them. If you can share the same goals, it is the best. Otherwise, forcing is no different. Sometimes the country can be governed, but the family is difficult." Huang Long road.

"That's why I need you to realize it." Huang Long shook his head and said, who said that if you can govern the country, you can also manage the family?

Although there are many who occasionally listen to Confucian lectures, but do not learn Confucianism, such as Mozi, the founder of Mohism, or most representatives of Legalism.

If you can't beat it, you can only admit defeat.

"A country can be governed, but how can it be difficult to manage a family?" Kong Qiu asked puzzled.

Seeing the presence of the old God Huanglong, Queen Mother Xi didn't ask too many questions. After all, she was not good at this aspect, and it hurt her body and mind, so she chose to be busy with her career.

Moreover, he must also become stronger. Being caught by Huanglong as a mount is a shame, not as good as Dapeng, which is even more shameful.

A certain TV, a certain judiciary god, who can govern the three realms, was almost forced by his wife to become a loner, and did what he was most unwilling to do in his life.

"Steal the flat peach tree?" Huang Long also showed surprise on his face. After the catastrophe of the sky, the flat peach has become a lifeline, and he will inevitably take some risks. This is what Huang Long expected, but the West Kunlun has a strict formation, guarded by the four great beasts, and there is no quasi-sage Strength, even the outside cannot be broken.

The key is education.

"We've known each other for so many years, how can you say you don't know each other well?" Huang Long smiled, "Your vacation is here, go out with Kong Qiu, protect him from danger. You can also feel your own way along the way, we You are still a Da Luo, if you can't break through, you will never surpass me in this life, and you will be my mount for the rest of your life. Even Dapeng has a little feeling recently. When you are a mount, you can only be the second. .”

Kong Xuan glanced at Huanglong, but stood beside Kong Qiu without making a sound.

Feel free and natural, but also happy.

"Cultivate one's morality, regulate the family, govern the country and the world, your master, I can only be regarded as governing the country now, and I can't do it. I hope you can do this step, level the world, achieve great harmony, cultivate etiquette, and bring all races into obedience. "Huang Long said solemnly.

There is no distinction between teaching and learning, the most terrible inheritance of Confucianism.

"Thank you, Master Confucius." Kong Qiu bowed to Kong Xuan.

Let's see which one has enmity with oneself or one's own power, and put it first.

The development of human immortality should be left to Confucius first.

The names of the hundreds of schools of thought were first chosen by Sima Qian and his son, and then established one by one.

But with Kong Qiu, he can also accept it, after all, he can be regarded as the child he watched grow up.

"Go, my lineage, your elder brother ignores it, and it is up to you to carry forward the inheritance." Huang Long patted Kong Qiu on the shoulder and watched Kong Qiu leave.

Let's see who is about to suffer catastrophe recently, and who is about to suffer the five declines of heaven and man?
Line up one by one.

Today’s lecture failed, so we can go back without any problems. Let’s train the next generation, one generation after another, there will always be one generation.

Kong Xuan was indifferent, a job, if you become a mount, you will lose your bird rights.

This is also the reason why Confucianism has always occupied the ideological dominant position after the Han Dynasty, because they have been educated from generation to generation, and all they teach are Confucian scholars.

During this time, Kong Xuan was his reincarnated guardian.

It's just that this child is a bit ugly, not fair and soft at all, and does not conform to his aesthetics.

"You really want to dig out my flat peach tree desperately, and even use the supernatural power of time. It's really courageous. Do you really think that after I am responsible for giving a glimmer of life, I won't kill people?" Queen Mother Xi replied, and immediately tore it up. Crack the space and shuttle away.

Those who don't know it can easily misunderstand that each of them really claimed to be a legalist, a miscellaneous, or a novelist at that time.

Or is there someone behind it?
Thinking in his heart, Huang Long also stood up and went to West Kunlun. He really wanted to see who had eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall.

Among them, Confucianism is clear and systematic, and has been passed down from generation to generation.

"Ping Tianxia? Is this the successor you are looking for? It doesn't look good. He doesn't have the potential to be a Heavenly Emperor?" Queen Mother Xi said.

But with the strength of a quasi-sage, as long as you come to talk, it is not difficult to get a flat peach. If you take a risk, the price is to offend the Queen Mother of Huanglongxi. Normally, a quasi-sage with a normal mind would not do this.

"The disciple is taught, and I hope that one day, I can follow in the footsteps of the master and achieve peace in the world." Although Kong Qiu didn't quite understand, what the master said was correct, and he bowed to Huanglong.

It's so stupid.

I don't know, I thought we had a good relationship.

In fact, among the hundreds of schools of thought, there are not even five schools of thought, let alone a hundred schools of thought.

He was very familiar with Kong Xuan, to a certain extent, even more so than Huang Long, the official master.

"I can't be the Emperor of Heaven, but there is still some possibility to become the Emperor's Teacher. And if he can't do it, there will be people who come after him. He is doomed to be inherited." Huang Long said.

Go out for a walk, maybe you can find an opportunity.

Huang Long nodded slightly, and then called to the back: "Ah Xuan, come out to work!"

As the voice fell, a flash of five-color light flashed across, and an extraordinary handsome Taoist emerged, looked at Huang Long with some disgust and said, "If you have something to say, don't be so disgusting, we don't know each other well."

"Disciple is willing to try his best." Kong Qiu solemnly saluted.

It's just that the operation didn't last long, Queen Mother Xi's complexion changed suddenly, she stood up abruptly, the terrifying Gengjin power shook her body, and the surrounding void shattered.

In the history of the previous life, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period, rituals collapsed and music was destroyed, the past system failed, benevolent and righteous people, for the peace of the world, constantly promote their own ideas, emancipate their minds, and call their outstanding talents a hundred schools of thought.

Huang Long is not a very good apprentice teacher, he is a typical famous teacher with high apprentices.

Not to mention, now who doesn't know that the Queen Mother of the West is with him, and behind him are the four saints.

"What's the matter?" Huang Long was also surprised. It's rare to make the Queen Mother of the West so angry.

At the same moment, in West Kunlun.

A young man dressed in white sneaked into the mountain quietly, turning a compass in his hand, time and space were reversed, and the heavenly secret blocked him, but even the enlightened beast didn't find his trace, allowing him to sneak in silently.

Looking at the fresh and plump peaches in the peach orchard, I couldn't help but see the brilliance in my eyes, the damn bastard, set up a catastrophe for no reason, and ruined my luck.

Today, I will take away all the spiritual roots, firstly to alleviate my own natural disasters, to make a breakthrough, and secondly, to vent my anger.

Old man Hongjun is nothing, and his disciple and grandson are even more nothing.