I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

I dare not walk, nor look.

He was afraid that an unnecessary movement would attract Zhang Sijing's attention.

"I am here to help you become a good person."

As soon as Zhang Sijing turned around, he found that there was a hand on his shoulder. The hand was so powerful that it forced him to turn back.

Helping others to do good?

Zhang Sijing thought he had misheard and showed a look of astonishment on his face. Even the guards who were beating people nearby stopped and turned their heads to look at Du Ping'an. The other diners also heard Du Ping'an's voice, and several diners who were eating spit out the rice in their mouths on the spot.

Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?!
Master Zhang is the son of the Great Heavenly King, destined to be the second generation to inherit the family business in the future. To say that he is evil is to say something about the Great Heavenly King. To slander the Great Heavenly King is to lose one's head.

"I want to create a doctrine called the Way of All Goodness. I think you have a lot of bad karma and need to be saved."

Du Ping'an expressed his thoughts.

This was the sixth level of the practice method of the Sutra of Saving People that he had recently figured out. The one-on-one method of salvation was too slow, and it could still be used at a low level, but now that he had reached this level, the old method was doomed to be eliminated, and he needed to find a new "method of saving people".

"Damn it, where did this lunatic come from?"

Zhang Sijing cursed with a gloomy face. If the other party was a normal person, he would definitely ask his men to teach him a lesson, but if he was a madman, he would be too lazy to care about it. It was meaningless to bully such a person.

He simply ignored this man and continued to order his guards to beat up those scholars.

He always beat the peasants who dared to slander his father to death. This was taught to him by his father. In troubled times, one must be ruthless and establish authority! Only when others are afraid and terrified, can the great cause of their father and son be accomplished.

While calling his guards, Zhang Sijing reached out to grab the young lady next to him.

He fell in love with the young lady as soon as she came in. She was a pretty girl from a small family and it was obvious that she was well-educated. This kind of girl has the best taste, even more fragrant than the top girl in Cuihonglou.

Just when his palm was about to touch the young lady, the back of his neck suddenly tightened.

A huge force came from behind, and then he felt dizzy, and the whole person flew into the air and was thrown to the ground. A foot occupied his sight, and then it became bigger and bigger, and finally stepped hard on his face.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, the wooden floor of the inn exploded instantly.

Zhang Sijing screamed on the spot, and before he could recover, he saw the man's right hand open, and five fingers pinched his head like an iron hoop, lifting the man up. Then there was another shake, and one hand hit the redwood pillar next to him.

The wood chips exploded and half of Zhang Sijing's head was hit.

"When you start a new school, the first step is to preach the sutras and discuss the truth. As the first evil person I have converted, you are destined to be a leading figure in the future."

Du Ping'an held the man in his arms, calmly describing the "Way of All Kindness" that he had figured out not long ago. Sensing the power fed back by the Fate Demon, the corners of Du Ping'an's mouth slightly raised. He knew that this step he took was right, and the power fed back by the Fate Demon had increased again.

Start of school with a statement?
The people living in Donghuang City had seen many great scholars establish their theories, but this kind of "establishing theories" was the first time they had seen it, and it was as if they were staring at a dark spot.

"Save me, save me quickly."

Zhang Sijing screamed for help. He no longer thought about the young lady. He just wanted to cut the madman in front of him into pieces.

"Let go of the young master!"

At this time, the guards finally reacted and rushed towards Du Ping'an. It was a pity that Du Ping'an was so powerful. He had cultivated the fifth level of the Deliverance Sutra, and to these people, he was just a great master of the late Xiantian stage.

With just three punches and two kicks, the guards were lying on the ground.

Bang! !

After knocking down the guards beside him, Du Pingan grabbed Zhang Sijing again and slammed him hard against the pillar. With a loud bang, the thick redwood pillar broke in the middle, and the building above shook, dropping a lot of dust.

Looking at Zhang Sijing again, his face was covered with sawdust, it was a horrible sight.

"Ah! Kill! Come on, everyone! Whoever kills this lunatic, I'll ask my father to make him a general."

Zhang Sijing, spitting blood, screamed wildly.

This madman was too ruthless. If he hadn't learned some external skills, he would have died from just those few blows.

Du Ping'an was not very happy.

He didn't expect that the banner figure he chose was so stupid that he couldn't understand his "All Kindness". So he grabbed Zhang Sijing, dragged him to the wall like a dead dog, and rammed him against the wooden wall.

Bang bang bang.
After dozens of hits, a big hole was knocked out of the wall. Seeing this scene, the people who originally wanted to come over to make connections dared not approach and hid far away. A few smart Jianghu people fled the restaurant and headed towards the residence of the Great Heavenly King, apparently to inform the news.

“Have you sensed any good karma?”

Du Ping'an held Zhang Sijing, whose face was covered in blood, and asked him seriously.

"I understand! I understand!"

Zhang Sijing spoke hurriedly, for he was afraid that this madman would continue to crash and kill him here.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. As long as rescue arrives, he will return the humiliation he has suffered tenfold.

The scholars who were beaten by Zhang Sijing's guards by the window looked at the scene in front of them with dull eyes. Except for cousin Guo who had his leg broken, the others subconsciously shrank back.

Too brutal.

This kind of person actually said that he would "start his speech at the beginning of the school year"!
From the beginning to the end, which part of this "theory" is "speaking"?

"Are you willing to join my path of kindness and help others do good?"

Du Ping'an was very satisfied with his success in converting one person. He then looked at the scholars beside him. Although these people had no martial arts skills, they could write. In the future, in order to carry forward the "Way of All Kindness", he would need these people to help him write books.

As the leader of a sect, he cannot do everything by himself, and he also needs to recruit some disciples.

"willing."

A timid voice sounded, it was the girl pouring wine who was coerced by Zhang Sijing before. Unlike the scholars, in the eyes of this girl, Du Ping'an was a great hero who brought her out of the fire pit. The "school" founded by such a person must be upright. "Girl, you are very insightful, and you will be the eldest sister of the All-Good Way in the future."

Du Ping'an's face was full of smiles.

As expected, he was going to establish a school. He had just taken the first step and converted a group of people. When the "Path of All Good Deeds" was launched, he would no longer have to run around the world like before. He only needed to stay at home and his good deeds would continue to grow.

"what about you?"

"We would like that too."

After looking at each other, several scholars made their choice at the same time.

Saving your life is the most important thing, everything else can be put aside.

"From now on, you will be the Twelve Sages of my sect!" Sensing the feedback from the fate demon, Du Pingan felt heroic.

Wow.
There was a sudden noise outside.

Everyone looked out the window and saw a middle-aged man in armor riding a fiery red warhorse blocking the door of the inn. Behind him followed a group of armored and sword-carrying soldiers, who surrounded the inn in three layers, with no one able to get in or out.

Following behind them were seven or eight other people from the martial arts world dressed in different clothes.

The auras of these people are very strong, and they are obviously first-rate masters who have mastered internal skills.

"Let my son go. We can negotiate any amount of silver you want."

Zhang Sanhe saw the bloody son in the inn and the bloodstained murderer beside him. He was so scared that he immediately waved his hand to stop the soldiers behind him and several guests who were about to rush to rescue him.

"When great scholars give lectures, people will come to discuss the teachings and debate their theories. This is a necessary process. You don't have to be afraid."

Du Ping'an walked to the window, looked at the dark crowd outside, and explained to several of his disciples.

The people behind him twitched their lips when they saw this.

What kind of great scholar are you? You are more like a bandit.

I don’t know who I learned it from.

"Dad, save me."

Zhang Sijing couldn't help crying when he saw his father. He went out fine in the morning, but now he was beaten like this in just a few hours. The most important thing is that this madman is very skilled in martial arts. Even if all his guards joined forces, they were no match for him.

Bang!
Du Ping'an picked it up and smashed it.

"Good deeds! How come you have forgotten the good deeds that your master has just taught you in the blink of an eye?" Du Ping'an became angrier the more he thought about it, so he raised his hand and hit it twice more.

"Teacher, I understand, I really understand"

Zhang Sijing vomited blood and begged for mercy.

Zhang Sanhe, who was outside the inn, was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot. He no longer cared about safety and immediately spoke to the group of worshippers behind him.

"Please, gentlemen, please save my son."

Several strangely dressed wanderers bowed in response, then flew up and flew into the inn as light as a swallow.

Bang!
The first guest who flew over had not even stood firm when he saw a hand slapping at his face. He instinctively raised his hand and used his internal energy to hit it. With a "bang", he flew backwards like a cannonball, his back hit the street hard, his legs twitched twice, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, and then there was no movement.

died?

"He's a congenital master!!"

Seeing this, the other martial artists were so frightened that no one dared to step forward.

Du Ping'an did not pursue them. He just killed one person with a slap. The effect of his "preaching" was achieved. He believed that these people would not dare to refute him anymore.

The doctrine of the path of all goodness has been established.

"Is there anyone else who wants to discuss the sutra?"

Du Ping'an looked around and asked.

Discuss the scriptures?

Everyone who heard the voice was confused, and Zhang Sanhe was not so anxious anymore. He could not afford to provoke a master who could kill the master with one palm.

"Is he a madman who has gone astray?"

A thought flashed through everyone's mind.

"Since no one objects, my Zhongshan Dao is considered to be an established school. All future imperial examinations in Donghuang City must be affiliated with my Zhongshan Dao."

Du Ping'an withdrew his hand with satisfaction, then carried the semi-conscious Zhang Sijing back to the backyard openly.

The crowd gathered outside the inn fell silent.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

A guest came forward and asked cautiously.

"Go back first and wait for Master Lin Dong to come, then we will visit this person." Zhang Sanhe looked unwillingly at the direction where Du Ping'an disappeared, turned his horse's head and returned to the mansion.

An innate master is a force that is powerful enough to influence the battlefield. When Du Ping'an revealed his innate strength, his identity and status had become completely different.

At this moment, Zhang Sanhe is already thinking about how to win him over. (End of this chapter)