Bai Yu entered Baihe Academy alone.

Facing Zhang Jin's threat, instead of being afraid, he said:

"Zhang Jin, commit suicide."

Zhang Jin was stunned when he heard this, looked at Bai Yu with an idiotic look, and smiled:

"Baizhenjun is really a wonderful man. In this White Crane Academy, the holy land of Confucianism in the world, even if you are in the middle stage of Yuanying, you can't even think of killing this old man."

"I wonder what confidence the True Lord has to let an old man commit suicide?"

Bai Yu just said three words:

"Gu Pan'er."

Zhang Jin's eyes widened and his pupils shrank. After a while, he slumped down on the bamboo chair. There was a hint of relief in his words:

"What is supposed to come will always come. I should have paid off my debt long ago."

"I just hate that time doesn't wait for me."

He didn't argue much.

What happened to Gu Pan'er was already a hundred or two hundred years ago, and no one knew about it for a long time.

Since Bai Yu can say her name, it means he is well prepared.

Confucianism pays attention to the aura of awe-inspiringness and raising the reputation in the world.

If Bai Yu reveals Gu Pan'er's affairs, Zhang Jin will be ruined immediately.

When the time comes, the hundreds of millions of Confucian intellectual spirit accumulated by Baihe Academy will not only not help Zhang Jin, but will backfire on him.

Thousands of people pointed it out and died without any disease.

Zhang Jin's Confucianism and Taoism will only be destroyed in one day.

Confucianism teaches cultivating one's moral character, managing one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world. But there are flaws in one's heart, and the inner demons will bite back worse than those of monks.

At this time, the demon in Bai Yu's mind became restless, wanting to rush out and tear Zhang Jin to pieces.

But now Bai Yu's cultivation level is unusual, and he used the sealing technique to suppress the demonic shadow.

He looked at Zhang Jin and asked:

"Have you ever regretted it?"

Zhang Jin smiled with some relief:

"Never regret it."

Bai Yu is a little curious:

"Oh why?"

"Evil causes bear evil consequences. If you hadn't done such a nasty thing in the past, you wouldn't have had this kind of retribution today."

Zhang Jin smiled calmly and said:

"Baizhenjun, you are from Leiyang Sect, how do you know the sufferings of a poor family like us?"

"In the past, the entire Songming Kingdom was controlled by wealthy families. We, poor people, had neither the destiny to embark on the path to immortality nor the background to serve as officials. We could only spend our lives at the bottom of the class, subject to arbitrary bullying by wealthy families."

Bai Yu crossed his arms and looked at Zhang Jin with blank eyes:

"Please begin your performance."

Zhang Jin didn't take it seriously at all and continued:

"That year was the thirteenth year of Qingyuan. The late Emperor Qingyuan opened the imperial examination for the first time in Songming Kingdom, which gave me a glimmer of hope for the poor family."

"I just regret that in the three consecutive scientific examinations, the examiners all had selfish motives. The children from rich families dominated the rankings, but no one from poor families made it to the list."

"At that time, the wealthy families counterattacked, and Emperor Qingyuan had to compromise. After five years, the road to the imperial examination was closed, leaving only one opportunity for the imperial examination."

"I have no way out, I must pass the imperial examination!"

"I was born with a mission. I want to fight for a chance of survival for the poor people in the world, and I want to create a prosperous age of Confucianism."

Some people are born as the times require and are born with a certain mission.

Zhang Jin, who was able to found Baihe Academy and become a Confucian sage in the world, was certainly not an ordinary person.

Bai Yu said coldly:

"So you want Gu Pan'er to sell his body to provide you with the qualifications for the imperial examination?"

Zhang Jin nodded:

"I have no choice."

Bai Yu spat:

"Bah, scum!"

"Then why did Gu Pan'er have to be killed unjustly after high school?"

Zhang Jin said calmly:

"I am the future Confucian. The person who wants to create a prosperous age for Confucianism must not leave anything behind."

"Everything is expendable, including my lover and, of course, myself."

He eloquently said:

"The last imperial examination was conducted by the late emperor himself. Jin Bucai won the top prize in high school."

"I did not choose to serve as an official. Instead, I came to a remote place to establish an academy to spread Confucianism and educate the people."

"After raising the emperor for a hundred years, he entered the court and became an official. He served as the first emperor for two generations, and finally betrayed the Jiang family."

"After all, we have enough capital to promote the imperial examination, and it is an immortal imperial examination, opening up the prosperous age of Confucianism!"

Bai Yu was a little emotional.

For the sake of the so-called Confucian mission, this man betrayed his lover and the Jiang family who had the kindness to meet him, which is outrageous.

But it was such a person who actually laid the foundation for the prosperity of Confucianism.

Bai Yu said calmly:

"Even if you say beautiful things, you still can't cover up your sins."

"It is Buddha's business to forgive you. I am only responsible for sending you to see Buddha."

Zhang Jin said calmly:

"I have been waiting for this day for a long time. If I don't bother Zhenjun to take action, Jin should take care of himself."

"Can you kindly ask me, my true lord, not to abolish the Immortal Imperial Examinations? Please leave a way for the poor families to survive. Jin will pay my respects again!"

He actually knelt on the ground and saluted Bai Yu.

Bai Yu felt a little sad.

The bottom level of this world is too difficult. Even if you have spiritual roots, you will most likely be buried in the world.

If you want to take up martial arts, you will be poor in literature and rich in martial arts, and it will be difficult to move forward.

If there is no way to take the imperial examination, there will really be no chance of success.

Although Zhang Jin is a scumbag, his promotion of the Immortal Imperial Examination was indeed a great achievement.

"Get up, Pindao will not let others ruin things. Pindao will not abolish the Immortal Dao Imperial Examination. Instead, he will advise the emperor to promote it."

Zhang Jin bowed again, stood up and sighed:

"Jin thanked the True Lord for his magnanimity and kindness. In this way, I have only one regret in my life."

Bai Yu's mood waned:

"What's the regret?"

Zhang Jin said:

"All his life, Jin only wanted to fight for a chance of survival for the poor family, so he worked hard and tried to create a method so that people without spiritual roots could practice cultivation instead of sinking into mediocrity."

Bai Yu only thinks that Zhang Jin is more crazy than the crazy Taoist.

"This is tantamount to changing one's fate against nature. How is it possible?"

Zhang Jin sighed:

"How difficult it is for a mortal to defy heaven."

"Jin devoted his life to Confucianism, integrating the immortal and martial arts, and tried to create the Sixth Classic of Confucianism to bridge the gap between heaven and man, so that all Confucian students in the world can practice step by step and be on par with immortals."

"After more than a hundred years of hard work, we are just getting a glimpse of the door. Unfortunately, time does not wait for us."

Bai Yu was a little surprised.

I have to say that Zhang Jin's ambitions are very big. I thought it was just empty talk, but I didn't expect that he actually said that he had a glimpse of the door.

It stands to reason that Confucianism and Taoism are not beneficial to life span, and even Confucian sages in the world are no different from ordinary people.

But Zhang Jin, an old guy who has lived for more than two hundred years, has obviously found a way.

"Huh? To what point?"

Zhang Jin smiled bitterly and said:

"Difficulties are difficult. In the realm of Confucian sages, they can feed themselves with awe-inspiring energy and extend their lifespan for a hundred years; in the human world, Confucian sages can communicate with spiritual energy with their souls and practice immortal magic, extending their lifespan for two hundred years."

The Confucian sage realm is equivalent to the golden elixir of immortality, and the Confucian sage in the human world is equivalent to the immortal soul of immortality.

You have to practice until you become a Confucian saint before you can breathe out spiritual energy like the lowest level of Qi refining monks.

Theoretically speaking, the method created by Zhang Jin is too restrictive.

A Confucian sage in the world appears only once every five thousand years, and is even rarer than the Immortal Nascent Soul, and is basically of no use.

But Bai Yu was shocked.

Zhang Jin actually created a method on his own, refining gods and refining qi, so that mortals can also practice immortality!

Although it is currently very unsuitable, it is already a decisive step.

In this vast world, there are indeed many amazingly talented and beautiful people.

Bai Yu sighed:

"You have three days to deal with the aftermath."

Zhang Jin bowed his hands and said goodbye:

"That's enough. I'd like to trouble you, Zhenjun, to wait for a long time."

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