Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

The so-called three religions are Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.

As the saying goes, red flowers, green leaves, and white lotus roots, the three religions are actually one family.

There are hundreds of rivers, but they all flow into the sea; there are thousands of roads, but they all lead to the same destination.

No matter which school of martial arts one belongs to, after practicing to a high level, the top masters that emerge are all considered to be outstanding people of their generation.

And this white-haired old minister who suddenly appeared was the representative figure of Confucianism.

Fang Shouren, the famous Confucian scholar who was the head of the imperial court of the Ming Dynasty with white jade pillars supporting the sky and purple gold beams spanning the sea, was the head of the imperial court’s academicians.

After Fang Shouru appeared, the ministers present were all refreshed, as if they had found a backbone, and even had tears in their eyes, and they shouted:

"gentlemen!"

"Master, you are finally here!"

"Please ask Mr. Shouren to take charge of the situation and save the world!"

And the little princess on the dragon throne, after seeing Fang Shouren, her heart, which had been slightly settled, suddenly began to beat wildly and she became more and more restless.

"Oops!"

"This is trouble! Why did Mr. Shouren suddenly come out?"

Su Liu seemed to sense the extraordinary aura of this white-haired old scholar. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked the little princess beside him:

"Ajiu, who is this old man?"

The Ninth Princess pursed her lips and whispered:

"Master, this old gentleman is very extraordinary. His name is Fang Shouren, also known as Yangming. He was personally appointed as a Palace Scholar by my father. He is a world-renowned scholar. He once founded the White Deer Academy and trained countless talents. Therefore, people also call him Master Fang."

"According to popular rumors, this Mr. Yangming may even become the third sage of Confucianism..."

Hearing this, Su Liu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The sage of Confucianism is equivalent to the realm of heaven and man in martial arts.

In this way, this old Master Fang is actually a powerful person at the peak of the land immortal level.

It seems that there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Ming Dynasty.

Confucianism is worthy of being the most prominent school of thought in the world, and its foundation and followers are even superior to those of Taoism.

Even compared with the most prosperous Buddhism, it is not much inferior.

"Sir, this Mr. Shouren taught my grandfather when he was young, and later taught my father. Even my brother's enlightenment was completed by him personally."

The Ninth Princess's face turned bitter, and she continued:

"The old gentleman has been the imperial tutor for three generations. He is undoubtedly the most important civil official in the court. However, he has been getting old in recent years and has often been studying in seclusion. He has not appeared in the court for several years. I didn't expect that he would come out of seclusion to attend the court today..."

Hearing this, Su Liu couldn't help but become more interested in this old master Fang.

According to the little princess's description, this old Master Fang should be a pure scholar who has studied Confucian classics all his life. How did he develop such martial arts that he could reach the level of a terrestrial immortal?

Since entering the martial world, Su Liu has seen the methods of Buddhism, Taoism, and even the devil, and he is even a top master among them.

But he had never seen this Confucian method before.

This couldn't help but arouse Su Liu's interest.

He just smiled slightly, looked at Fang Shouren with a slightly playful look, and said with a half-smile:

"Old Master, I see you look so angry, it seems that you haven't practiced the Confucian skill of nourishing qi to a good level yet!"

Chapter 584 The emperor is dead, a new emperor should be established!

Su Liu's words, which were tinged with a hint of joking, echoed in the Golden Palace.

The sarcasm and ridicule contained in it is self-evident.

Fang Shouren frowned, but he was not angry. Instead, he gently stroked his short beard, his eyes calmed down, and he looked at Su Liu for a moment, then sighed and said self-deprecatingly:

"I just lost my temper. Please forgive me."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the ministers in the hall were shocked. Countless pairs of eyes showed deep disbelief, and some even began to wonder if there was something wrong with their ears.

No one expected that Mr. Shouren, the imperial tutor for three generations and known as a half-saint of Confucianism, would actually apologize to a traitor!

Could it be that the thief's abilities actually made Mr. Shouren feel afraid?

Do not!

impossible!

As soon as this idea came to mind, it was rejected by the civil and military officials themselves.

Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, you can say that anyone is weak and cowardly, but you can never say that Mr. Shouren would be timid and fearful of traitors.

Because, this old Master Fang is a practitioner of sacrificing one's life for righteousness.

For the sake of justice in his heart, he can absolutely sacrifice his own life, even if his entire clan is exterminated and his body is left without a complete body, he will never look back.

To doubt this Confucian semi-saint was actually a humiliation to the entire Ming Dynasty.

Thinking of this, the ministers, who were originally angry, gradually calmed down, and everyone's eyes were focused on Master Fang, hoping that he could turn the tide.

It has to be said that under such circumstances, there is still such appeal, and even in the face of a powerful enemy, he still treats others with courtesy and admits his own shortcomings.

Mr. Shouren is worthy of the title of half-sage of Confucianism and can truly be called a true scholar.

Even Su Liu felt a little respect in his heart, waved his hand, and said with a smile:

"Don't blame those who don't know."

"Old Master, you came here in anger. I understand your feelings, but right and wrong are up to you. You haven't understood the situation yet, but you regard me as a traitor. Isn't that a bit too much?"

Fang Shouren stroked his long beard, his eyes as calm as the sea, without a single ripple, and said calmly:

"A gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart."

"No matter what you think, your current behavior is no different from that of a traitor. No matter what your reasons are, you cannot act so recklessly."

"The Emperor is the ruler of all the people in the Ming Dynasty. He governs the people on behalf of Heaven. How can you decide on your own? Moreover, the current Emperor is still alive. How can you establish a new Emperor? "

Hearing this, Su Liu suddenly chuckled and said leisurely:

"The emperor is still alive?"

"Old Master, you don't seem to be well-informed. The emperor has returned to heaven to meet his cheap father. It's time for you to select a new emperor."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a thunderclap, shocking everyone present so much that their faces turned pale and they almost went crazy.

"What!?"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, what happened to him?"

"Could it be that this villain dared to commit regicide?"

"Imperial Guards, where are the Imperial Guards? Come and capture this rebellious and crazy Taoist priest!"

At this moment, after learning that the emperor was dead.

Not to mention the civil and military officials, even Fang Shouren, who had practiced Confucianism for decades and had deep Qi cultivation skills, could not suppress his inner anger and shouted:

"Shut up, you traitor!"

Chapter 585 Who lives and who dies all depends on the demon's thoughts!

In this feudal dynasty era, regicide is undoubtedly the most heinous crime.

Even if two countries are at war and one side is eventually completely conquered, the defeated monarch will be imprisoned with imperial rites, and direct killing is extremely rare.

After all, the supremacy of imperial power is a universal consensus. How can a mere mortal blaspheme it at will?

At this moment, Su Liu's behavior was undoubtedly an unforgivable crime.

Regardless of whether he was the murderer of the regicide, his behavior of making fun of the regicide was enough to be sentenced to the heinous crime of killing all nine generations of his clan!

"presumptuous!"

"What a bold traitor!"

"Where are the imperial guards? Capture this thief immediately!"

Perhaps because of Shouren's presence, the courage of the ministers in the hall returned. They shouted and screamed, wishing to capture Su Liu on the spot.

Su Liu still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, a slightly sarcastic smile on his lips, his eyes swept coldly towards the ministers, and he said indifferently:

"A bunch of things that don't know how to live or die."

Before he finished speaking, he just flicked his fingers and invisible sword energy whizzed out, cutting through the air in an instant and directly killing the people who had just jumped the most happily!

The sword energy swept past, and all things were annihilated.

These ministers didn't even have time to react before they were strangled to ashes by the invisible sword energy emitted by Su Liu. Not even a trace was left and they disappeared from the world.

Suddenly, the whole audience was shocked.

The huge Golden Throne Hall suddenly fell silent.

The originally indignant civil and military officials seemed to have had their tempers paused. They stood there in amazement, their expressions frozen, but their eyes filled with disbelief and deep fear. They looked like twisted puppets, extremely funny and ridiculous.

At this moment, the whole place was silent, and a cold and merciless breath of death quietly permeated this hall that symbolized the highest power in the secular world.

No one could have imagined that the mysterious Taoist priest's attack would be so brutal and so powerful.

He actually killed several third-rank officials and turned them into ashes in front of all the civil and military officials!

This is not just arrogance, it is simply audacity.

But the scene of those ministers being reduced to ashes and killed on the spot was still lingering in the minds of the ministers. Who would be so bold as to come out and blame Su Liu?

These ministers, who were originally indignant and seemed willing to sacrifice their lives, all wilted at this moment after witnessing Su Liu's ruthless killing methods.

No matter they were civil officials or military generals, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye, and even dared not make too loud a sound when breathing, for fear of angering Su Liu.

What’s worse, some people were trembling all over and almost peeing their pants out of fear.

There is great terror between life and death.

And in the court, these weak scholars who had studied hard for many years were powerless, so how could they have ever seen such horrific methods of killing?

Even the military generals who had fought on the battlefield had never seen such a strange and terrifying scene.

Although there was no disgusting blood or shrill screams, there was only the corpse turning into ashes and a chilling silence.

But it is even more terrifying, even more terrifying than a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Because no one knows who will be the next to turn into ashes.

Who dies, who lives.

It all depends on the thought of that demon in white! .

Chapter 586 Even if Confucius was resurrected, he would not dare to talk to me like this. Who do you think you are?

At this moment, the huge Golden Throne Hall fell into deathly silence.

An indescribable aura of solemnity lingered in the air.

Both civil officials and military generals lowered their heads, remained silent, and trembled all over, not knowing what to do. Some even began to secretly pray to God to protect them from becoming the next target of the evil Taoist.

And at this moment, a low shout suddenly rang out.

"Traitor, how dare you be so presumptuous in the Golden Palace!"

This low shout was like a loud thunderclap, and it seemed to contain the purest righteous spirit. Just as the book says, poverty and humbleness cannot change him, and might and power cannot bend him.

At this moment, the hearts of all the ministers in the hall were shocked, and it seemed as if the great scholar's recitation sounded in their minds, every word of which went straight to their hearts and was deafening.

The timidity and fear in everyone's hearts were instantly dispelled, and a sense of righteousness suddenly emerged from their hearts, making even their body and mind feel refreshed.

Su Liu, who was on the high platform, also felt this rather strange righteousness. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he murmured to himself:

“Is this the noble and righteous spirit that Confucianism cultivates?”

"It's quite interesting. It's completely different from the spells of Buddhism, Taoism, Demonism, and Yin-Yang School. It seems to be a very special way of cultivation..."

Although it was only a moment of contact, with Su Liu's eyesight, he still noticed something strange. This so-called righteous energy seemed to be the product of the fusion of internal strength and mental strength. It was indeed unique.

Su Liu pursed his lips, looked at Fang Shouren thoughtfully, and murmured to himself:

"No wonder Confucianism has become a popular school of thought in today's world. It seems that these old scholars who study hard have really learned some tricks from the books..."

At this moment, Fang Shouren was completely enraged by Su Liu's nonchalant and arrogant attitude. He was so angry that he shouted: