Zhang Bangchang's aura soared into the sky. His green righteousness had long been turbid, and the red blood was entangled in it, which looked extremely strange. The light pillar formed was like a green tree splashing blood, or a red pillar growing moss. It was extremely ugly, but at this moment, his beard hair Flying high and high-spirited, as if Confucius was alive and wanted to preach to the world.
When the disciples in the audience saw Zhang Bangchang's appearance, their faces were also excited, and they communicated with Yourong.
"How stupid people in the world are, how can they understand that the path we are taking is the right path!"
"This is all a conspiracy of the saints of the human race. They are worried that more people canonizing the saints will affect their power, so they deliberately vilify the barbarians!"
"They don't understand that the air under the barbarian sky is sweeter than the air in the sky. The reason why we have shortcomings in the holy way is because the sky is insufficient! The fusion of the two heavens is a remedy for us!"
"There is a saying that the heaven does not tolerate the barbarians, but the barbarians are willing to accept us. This is enough to show that the pattern of the barbarians is greater than the sky! If I establish the Tao and the two heavens merge, the barbarians must be the main ones!"
"Exactly, only a race that regards the people as slaves would call so many of the lower class to the battlefield! Unlike the barbarians, they are born warriors and fight for their own race! The human race has bad roots! And the root is the sky!"
"Yes, I hope the teacher can take this opportunity to awaken more seekers."
At this time, in Zhang Bangchang's sight, he saw densely packed figures that were almost connected together, and he understood that this was the range covered by his bloodline's sound transmission.
Zhang Bangchang took a deep breath, and the pressure of the Confucian scholar on his body spread away along with the mysterious feeling, and he said -
"My own clan is Kuyue Great Confucian!"
"There are not many people who know me; there are not many people who hate me. However, I have no guilt, no regrets, no regrets, just because what I ask for is the Holy Taoist!"
"In the past, the way of heaven collapsed and turned into two heavens of Cangman and Barbarians! Cangman and Barbarians each gave birth to two races of humans and barbarians. Since then, humans and barbarians have been fighting each other, and they have been fighting endlessly."
"I entered the barbarian world and sensed the way of the two heavens. I am determined to mediate this difficulty and point out a way to the saints for the human race!"
…
At this moment, everyone in the cities in the north, including Confucian scholars, masters, and great Confucians, stopped moving and listened to this inexplicable sound.
"Kuyue Great Confucian, I have heard of it. It is said that he was the number one scholar in the imperial examination that year!"
"He's not dead? He's a barbarian? What do you mean, is he raped?"
"Impossible. If you become a traitor, how can you give us the way to spread the message and become a saint!"
"Listen first! I'm currently in a bottleneck, it might be helpful."
…
In the Wanrenshan Assembly Hall, Han Qingzhu's face was cold. At this time, all the great scholars in the hall were sitting upright, closing their eyes and concentrating, comprehending the charm of Zhuge Kongming's wise words.
It’s just that Zhang Bangchang’s words are really noisy in my ears.
…
"The sun in the sky is weak in the morning and strong in the afternoon; the moon in the sky is waxing and waning repeatedly!"
"Why? The way of heaven is incomplete!"
"It's even more difficult for us to learn the way of Heaven! Everyone, it's not that we are incompetent, it's the Holy Way that is wrong!"
"How many human races have there been in ancient times? How many canonized people are there? If a saint comes out in 500 years, do the other people within 500 years deserve to be weeds and lackeys?"
"I have been a man for ten years and twenty years, and have been a barbarian for half a dozen years. Only then did I realize that the way of the world is not unique to the Cangtian family!"
"The Barbarian Heaven has its limits. If you are willing to join the Barbarians, you can also obtain the power of Tao from the Barbarian Heaven. The Dao of the Barbarian Heaven is completely different from that of the Cangtian, but there is another world. Combine the Cangtian and the Barbarian Heaven, blend with the body, and form another world. , isn’t it a good thing?”
"In my opinion, the human race is too harsh on the barbarians. If everyone is a son of the twin heavens, where will the disputes come from?"
"You are all wrapped up in the so-called righteousness, and deceived by the so-called teachers. You think you are supposed to protect the human race!"
"As everyone knows, if you stand outside this world and look inside, no matter whether they are humans, demons, or barbarians, they are just creatures of the world, so there is no difference!"
"The Holy Way has no boundaries, which means that as long as you pursue the Holy Way, there is no need to set up barriers!"
Zhang Bangchang frowned slightly when he said this.
He thought that the great Confucian of the human race would use his tongue to recite the classics to counter his bloodline's sound transmission, but he didn't expect that it was unexpectedly...successful?
Zhang Bangchang was alert in his heart. If something goes wrong, he will become a monster. Could it be that the human race has some new countermeasures?
But it doesn’t matter, I’m almost done.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhang Bangchang continued: "If people don't have the idea of human race, then barbarians will not be called barbarians."
"The sky and the wild sky are all our paths to the Holy Path!"
"This is the right path to becoming a saint!"
…
At this time, everyone in the northern border of the human race looked up at the sky. Some gritted their teeth, some had firm faces, and some showed doubts.
Is what he said true?
At this moment, something seemed to tug at someone's heart.
The holy way has no boundaries!
Is that so?
It seems like something is wrong, but why can't I find the mistake?
Have we been wrong all along?
At this moment of hesitation, a cold snort suddenly spread across the northern border——
"Hmph! Heretic!"
…
In the meeting hall, the white-bearded scholar had his eyes slightly closed, green light flashed around his body, and the pages of a scripture behind him were constantly turning.
Han Qingzhu controlled the military seal, and a formation appeared above the head of the white-bearded scholar, scattering rays of light and covering the white-bearded scholar.
Almost at the same time, countless figures appeared in the sky in the north, and if you look carefully, these figures are all one person.
Green robe, white beard, old age.
"It's the white-bearded scholar Shen Sanyuan!"
"Shen Daru, a loyal family, all his descendants died in the battlefield in the north. Now, only Lord Shen and a great-granddaughter are left in the Shen family!"
"Meet Shen Daru!"
Many Shen Sanyuan shadows in the sky looked down at the same time, nodded slightly in greeting, and then looked in the direction of the barbarians. Many figures spoke at the same time, with loud voices that penetrated people's hearts.
"I, Shen Sanyuan, also told Zhang Bangchang what kind of path to sainthood you can get by disobeying your bloodline. Who knows, it is all these deceptive words!"
"Ridiculous! Tragic! Shameful!"
"In my sky, the sun has the beauty of morning light, the fierceness of noon, the softness of sunset, and the radiance of mountains and rivers. How can it be lacking? The moon has the meaning of waxing and waning, the bright beauty, the hazy shame, caressing the heart, how can it be lacking!"
"We, the human race, have risen up from a small age. We have a clear path, know the weather, understand geography, develop Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, and dominate the Divine Continent!"
"Although my human race is physically weak, if the sky falls, I will carry it on my own! If the ground sinks, I will fill it in myself!"
"The sirens are making waves, we will dig the rivers and canals ourselves!"
"The demon epidemic is prevalent, let's try our own medicine to treat it!"
"You were once a human being. You should have read the "Book of Changes", one of the most popular classics. Do you still remember the opening chapter?
"Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement!"
"Since the founding of the human race, how have we ever asked for the way of heaven!"
"The way of heaven is firm. Regardless of Confucianism, Taoism, or Buddhism, the power is our own!"
"Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and reach the sky!"
"There is no Holy Way in this world. The Holy Way came out by itself! Why is the Holy Way wrong?"
"It's you who's wrong!"
Shen Sanyuan roared, and for a moment everyone's ears were like spring thunder, and some of the weird thoughts before disappeared with this roar! A look of pride appeared on every face!
"Zhang Bangchang, you said that it took five hundred years for our human race to produce a saint, and it was because the heavens were unkind. Why didn't you mention how many people under the barbarian world became gods, and how many people were sacrificed?"
"Barbarians are born as barbarians. They are still treated as servants and are superior. If you have merit today, you will be rewarded. If you are useful in the future, you will be rewarded. Why should you be kind to traitors like you?"
"The fusion of two heavens? Which sky is the master? After the fusion, will you obtain the holy way? Or will Mantian obtain the holy way?"
"Not knowing the meat of a mermaid, but praising the flatness of the chopping board and the sharpness of the blade is so stupid!"
"I have known you since I was young: studying was not easy when you were a child, and you were hung up on your shoulders. When you were young, you studied hard and stood out. When you got the first prize, you became high-spirited. When you are middle-aged, you ask for a long tassel to guard the northern border!"
"He should be a person respected by the world, but because of the temptation of hypocrisy, he killed his friends, massacred the people, and wiped out the world. Now he has rebelled against his bloodline and entered the barbarian to serve as an official. I can't see that you have made further progress in your holy path. I can only see that your holy path is stained. Just like a rotten tree! You are such a wolf-hearted person, and you are so shameless in front of my people today!"
"The holy way has no boundaries, but those who seek the way have boundaries!"
"I give birth to my clan and protect my soil!"
"I, the human race, have ancestors and parents above, children and descendants below, brothers beside me, and love and infatuation behind me! How wonderful, how sentimental!"
“Generation after generation will die, generation after generation will sacrifice.”
"Do you still remember the four lines of peace that you recited when you appeared in this state!"
"Do you still remember the elegiac couplet from Bailu Academy where you studied?"
"A great scholar would die for the common people, but a saint would dare to die for the world!"
"You don't remember! You have become a barbarian!"
"A great man, an old thief with a green beard! He has betrayed his bloodline and is guilty of such a serious crime that heaven and earth will not tolerate him! We, the people of heaven and earth, are all willing to eat your flesh, drink your blood, sleep on your skin, and crush your bones!"
"How dare you bark today and use your words to confuse the hearts of my people!"
"I, Shen Sanyuan, please wish the human race to strip Zhang Bangchang's human bloodline!"
The numerous phantoms of Shen Sanyuan bowed slightly towards the sky. This bow was not to the sky, but to the human race!
…
Han Qingzhu sighed in his heart. If possible, he would like to deprive all the traitorous bloodlines of those who have twin heavens, but those people are far away in the barbarian sky, and the sky is powerless to do so.
But since Zhang Bangchang dares to transmit blood, he must pay the price!
This move may be a bit labor-intensive, but it’s worth it!
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!
The military seal in Han Qingzhu's hand flickered slightly, and he murmured: "Han Qingzhu, the Great Xuan Military Prime Minister, second the proposal!"
At the same time, three low calls came from the Wenchang Pavilion, the main lobby, and the side offices in the central capital.
"Daxuanwen Prime Minister Yan Baichuan seconded the proposal!"
"Daxuan Prime Minister Zhou Zuofeng, second the proposal!"
"The Great Mysterious Dharma is like the wind, I agree!"
In an instant, a green avenue appeared in the sky, and a voice whose gender and age could not be distinguished sounded: Yes!
Above the blue sea, a purple avenue spanned the blue sea and the purple sea. The avenue trembled slightly and made a misty voice: Yes!
In the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Region, a golden avenue appeared. The avenue seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then a faint sentence came: Yes!
…
At this time, under the barbaric sky, Zhang Bangchang's face was pale and he fell on the high platform. He had long lost his previous Confucianism.
"Asshole! Asshole!"
"Why is this happening! Why is this happening!"
"How could you strip me of my blood? How could you disturb the three great avenues!"
"No! No!"
Zhang Bangchang was about to escape from the high platform when he was suddenly stunned. He found that his bloodline was not strange!
Is this... powerless?
Hahahahaha...the sky is powerless!
Zhang Bangchang stood up again and laughed arrogantly: "What are you talking about stripping away blood! The sky is powerless, hahaha, come on, come on!"
"The way of the two heavens is right! Heaven has no power to punish me!"
Just when Zhang Bangchang was proud, another young voice sounded.
"Sorry, I was just updating and didn't watch the group!"
"My martial arts also has a vote in this matter!"
"Can!"
With the word "yes", Zhang Bangchang suddenly felt that his whole body was being held by a giant hand. He could feel a force coming from the sky, but just before the force arrived, Zhang Bangchang spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the high platform!
Several of Zhang Bangchang's disciples hurriedly stepped forward, only to find that Zhang Bangchang was now like a skinny frame, unconscious and without a drop of blood in his body.
A disciple turned his head and saw Mordan's chariot, and quickly shouted: "King Khan, help!"
The driver paused, turned around, and left...
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