Looking at Song Wuji, who was only half an adult tall and had not even changed his voice, all the Fang Li scholars fell silent.
Say one thousand, say ten thousand, this is still a child!
Who goes down to fight with him?
If you win the fight, you are bullying the child!
If you lose the fight, you can't even win the fight with your child!
The Confucian sect has a dark heart, while the Taoist sect is ruthless.
Bamboo Forest Martial Arts, with evil intentions and evil intentions!
What's more, everyone has heard of this child's fighting prowess.
The Luhutu tribe of Mantian was a large tribe of 100,000 people. It was this child who led the way, leading more than a dozen martial arts geniuses, into the king's tent, and beheaded the great Barbarian Emperor Luhutu. There was not more than half a cup of tea before and after. of effort.
I am afraid that only those in the quest realm such as the East King and the North King can fight with him.
For a moment, there was silence in Fangcheng Square.
"Martial arts is the fourth avenue of the human race." At this time, a voice suddenly came out from Fangcheng Mountain, "How come I don't know when martial arts became the way of the bamboo forest?"
"Yu Wuji, do you dare to say that these martial arts disciples have inherited your tradition?"
As soon as these words came out, many spectators were slightly startled, and then their expressions turned playful.
It stands to reason that people like Song Wuji, Adamo, and Xie Xiaofeng have already been written into the roster of Bamboo Forest, which means that they are the third generation disciples of Bamboo Forest and have not escaped.
Therefore, there is no problem for them to represent Zhulin this time.
But from another perspective, this time it is a dispute between the Holy Way and a debate about "Neo-Confucianism" in Confucianism. If the disciples who are steeped in Chen Luo's Xinxue Dao go to fight, even if the Xinxue Dao returns to the world of mortals, that would make sense.
But Song Wuji was a martial arts genius with a well-established foundation. Even if the restrictions were relaxed to allow him to participate in Taoist affairs, it would make sense. However, it seemed a bit inappropriate to represent the Zhulin and Fang families.
"But speaking of it, none of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest seem to have many disciples..." A great scholar watching the battle said softly, "Mr. Three of the Bamboo Forest has three disciples, but they are all monsters and follow the path of the monsters' bloodline."
"Mr. Wu has set up schools extensively to promote the Bamboo Forest Taoism, but those disciples can only be regarded as registered disciples and are not included in the Bamboo Forest roster."
"To be honest, only Mang Laosi has a serious Confucian disciple, Wei Yan and Wei Tianyi. It seems that he has just entered the second-level realm."
At this time, another great scholar next to him smiled and said: "This battle does not require the third generation disciples to fight, as long as it is under ten thousand miles. Isn't it that the old fourth man you just mentioned has not stepped into ten thousand miles yet? ?”
"There has been a rumor among scholars for a long time: There are eight sages in the Bamboo Grove, but only the fourth is in the world of mortals!"
But just as he said these words, the great scholar suddenly felt that countless birds were flying through his soul, disrupting his family, country, and world. He was actually a little weak and unable to gather the power of his soul.
"It is not the behavior of a gentleman to ridicule behind your back." A faint voice sounded in his ears. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with green light, and he saw a woman with an extraordinary temperament sitting on a flying boat high in the sky. On top, he was holding a wine flask in his hand, his demeanor was extremely chic.
"Sage Li Yian of Shuyu Ci!" The great scholar's complexion changed, and he suddenly remembered the gossip about the newly promoted semi-sage and the fourth Zhulin Mang, and quickly bowed his hands to express his apology.
At this time, everyone in the square looked at Zhu Sheng Yu Wuji, wanting to hear how he answered this question.
Obviously, the Fang family wanted to use this statement to separate the bamboo forest from martial arts. Once the bamboo forest loses the strength of martial arts, its deterrence will be much smaller.
As the saying goes, the name is right, and the right name here refers to the authentic Taoism!
However, Song Wuji did not panic at all, but raised his head and looked at the direction of the sound, and said calmly: "Teacher taught me, if you want to ask questions, don't hide in the dark."
"Get down here!"
As he spoke, Song Wuji stretched out his hand, grasped it with his palm, and then suddenly fell down. Suddenly, a figure seemed to be caught by a huge force, smashed through the door of a study in the middle of the mountain, and fell heavily like a meteor. On the square, the dust and smoke cleared, revealing a fat figure with a pair of mustaches.
"Why bother asking!" Someone immediately recognized the great scholar, "He is from the He family."
"Half Saint of the He family is a disciple of Fang Tianhu and is very close to the Fang family. No wonder he would speak out!"
Then Why bother to ask? He got up from the ground and looked at Song Wuji in front of him. His face suddenly felt hot and he said angrily: "Destroy Sven!"
"Huangkou kid, I know you are a genius. If you use your strength to overwhelm others, I will not accept it!"
"I don't think this is the case in this world!"
"Tell me first, why do you represent the Bamboo Forest Tradition?"
Song Wuji looked back at Chen Luo, Chen Luo nodded slightly, and a smile immediately appeared on Song Wuji's face.
It's just that this smile looks a bit ferocious and terrifying to He Neiwen.
Song Wuji looked at He Biwen again and said, "Because the principles are the same."
"Martial arts is nothing more than the appearance of the mortal world, and human desires are the principles of the mortal world."
"My Taoist sages, from Lu Zu Xiangshan Gong, Chen Zu Baisha Gong, to Master Zhu Sheng, all agree that the reason why human race is human is that the human heart is brilliant, and I am who I am!"
"Learn from the martial ancestors at home, integrate the teachings of the sages, and learn the Tao happily. Do you know why the Tao of Xinxue is based on the Tao of the world of mortals, not the Tao of Confucianism?"
"because--"
"The principles of heaven are coming out of human beings!"
"The right place for human desires is the law of heaven!"
"Human desires in the world of mortals are colorful and splendid. The world is peaceful and unified."
"Tell me, are we the Bamboo Forest Taoist Order?"
After Song Wuji finished speaking, he put one hand behind his back, looking like a young master.
But at this time, not only the great scholars present, but also the saints above the sky fell silent.
Obviously, Song Wuji did not understand this truth. No matter how talented Song Wuji is, his knowledge still needs time to be polished, not to mention that it has only been a few days since Chen Luo established the path of mind learning.
However, since Song Wuji said this, the meaning is rich.
If it was Chen Luo who said this, it would be reasonable. After all, he is a close disciple of Bamboo Sage, so it makes sense.
But if it were Song Wuji, there seemed to be a meaning of martial arts inheritance.
The theory of mind teaches that knowledge and action are one, and this martial art is obviously action.
What about "knowledge"?
Obviously, one must be informed by Confucian principles.
The Confucian principles here are the principles of psychology originated from Lu Xiangshan.
Most people in martial arts have always felt that Confucianism has little to do with them, but as long as this word is spread today, no matter how people in martial arts view Confucianism, they must read a few books and learn how many principles.
"Using Confucianism as a guide to correct martial arts?" Someone lowered his head and pondered.
"It's just that Fang Li has nothing to say." Some people nodded and said with a smile, "It's a conspiracy!"
The current situation is that Song Wuji's words are equivalent to telling the Confucian sect and the Holy Church that I plan to post with you. Do you want it?
Who dares to say no? Believe it or not, Han Changli will directly drop the church and crush him to death!
But above the sky, the half-saint's thoughts are even further.
"The principles of heaven come from human beings!" A semi-sage repeated softly, and then sighed, "Zhu Lin is planning to completely seal Fang Li's 'law of heaven'!"
"I recognize the laws of nature, but they are not the laws of heaven as the Fang family said. The laws of heaven are not those rigid etiquette, but the appropriateness of human desires!"
"Say, why bother asking if you have any grudge against the Fang family? Let's just fight. Why bother asking?" Some people who were not Fang Li but were familiar with Fang Li sighed softly, "Why bother with them? !”
"Exactly! If Chen Luo had said this in person, he might have fallen into a verbal argument, but Song Wuji..." Another great scholar sighed, "He is still a child..."
"What he said was a bit imprecise. If it were an argument, he wouldn't be able to argue it. But given his age, as long as he gets the idea, that's fine!"
"The first round was heartbreaking!"
At this moment in the square, He Feiwen knew what an outrageous mistake he had made. Looking at Song Wuji with an innocent look on his face, he couldn't help but feel depressed.
Ever since Song Wuji threw him down from the mountain, he knew that he was no match for the child in front of him.
But we can't just go down like this.
Along the way, his wife from the Fang family has been a great help to him!
He Biwen sighed: "Song Xiaoyou, why do I need to ask, to you..."
"No need!" Song Wuji waved his hand, "Your mind has been taken away by me, and you can't display 70% of your cultivation. Go down and rest."
After saying that, Song Wuji raised his head, looked at the square cliff again, and said loudly: "Song Wuji, a disciple of the third generation of Zhulin, please fight with the great scholar of the Fang family!"
"Who dares to fight!"
Still no one spoke, at this moment Song Wuji suddenly took out a jade slip from his arms and crushed it in full view of everyone.
Then……
As the notes were crushed, the voice of "Song Wuji, a third-generation disciple of the Bamboo Forest... who dares to fight" was heard repeated over and over again, with special fluctuations, transmitted thousands of miles away...
The expressions of everyone present changed.
Mistaken.
Why ask that question? It's not heart-breaking.
That counts.
Dark heart!
Chen Luo opened his mouth and was speechless when facing the looks of several senior brothers and sisters looking at him.
He had guessed that the Fang family would take issue with Taoism, so he gave Song Wuji some warning in advance, but the matter of recording and repeating the message really had nothing to do with him.
"Teacher, please listen to my explanation..." Chen Luo was just about to explain to Yu Wuji when he saw Yu Wuji sticking out a thumb from under his sleeve!
Chen Luo sighed softly when he saw this.
"It's all the senior and seventh senior brothers who have taught me well, and the disciples dare not take credit."
Fang family, please hurry up and destroy it, it’s very tiring.
…
Sure enough, the repeated sound wave attack finally achieved results.
After picking off ten great scholars from the Fang family one after another, Song Wuji's strength was a little weak due to his youth.
Then, Su Qianqian came on stage!
Compared to Song Wuji, Su Qianqian's attacks were much sharper, and her murderous intent impressed everyone watching. Even Ling Chuchu wanted Su Qianqian to go over and spend some time with her.
After defeating eighteen Fang Li scholars in one fell swoop, Aji came on stage as his replacement.
There is no more suspense.
From standing there at noon to sunset, Aji alone fended off the challenges of nearly fifty Fang Li scholars. By the time Zhulin Mang Lao Si made his debut as the finale of Ten Thousand Miles Under Heaven, there was no longer a second-grade scholar on Fang Li's side.
However, for Fang Li's camp, the real nightmare has just begun.
Because the battlefield level has been upgraded to the Qiankun realm.
If it was just a competition before, now it really involves the avenue!
Everyone looked towards the bamboo forest, under the Bamboo Saint's throne, and everyone shook their heads slightly.
Lang Feixian, Ling Chuchu, Bai Xiao, Wang Yusheng, Chen Luo...
How to fight this?
Although they knew that the bamboo forest was very strong, everyone still took a breath of air when they actually saw this scene.
Then, in the eyes of everyone, Chen Luo yawned and walked onto the square.
…
"Three years ago, I first entered the capital!" Chen Luo said as he walked. Although his voice was small, it could be heard by everyone.
"At that time, I was lucky enough to relieve the worries of the human race, carve heavy treasures, and get permission to visit the sages in the temple."
"I worship Saint Fang, but the Fang family, due to personal grudges, does not allow me to worship Saint Fang's statue!"
"Today, besides the Dao dispute, I have one more thing to deal with."
Chen Luo stopped and smiled: "Please leave the statue of Fang Shengzhi from Fang's house!"
"Don't use your unfilial incense to stain the statue of Saint Fang!"
As soon as Chen Luo finished speaking, an angry roar came from the void: "Wantless!"
Immediately, the void twisted, and two half-saints of the Fang family walked out of the void, and they all attacked Chen Luo. For a moment, the holy power filled the air, and every great scholar present felt that they were wrapped in great principles, impacting their Taoist hearts.
Almost at the same time, green rays of light fell from the sky and enveloped the square, controlling the pressure of the holy way from spreading outwards, which finally made the scholars present feel better.
Logically speaking, when the Holy Path fights, a battlefield in the void should be opened. However, the square here is special because it is blessed by secret techniques, so there is no need to specifically enter the void to fight. It's just that the aftermath of the battle still needs other half-saints to stop it.
Looking at the two half-saints who were charging towards him, Chen Luo stood firmly without any movement.
"Are you from a branch of the Fang family?" Chen Luodan said, "It's not easy. You have the cultivation level to ask."
As he spoke, Chen Luo's colorful energy suddenly surged, directly deflecting the attacks of the two Fang Family Half-Saints.
"Use martial arts and I'll bully you!"
"Aren't you saying that we should preserve heaven's principles and destroy human desires?"
"If you try it, will all human desires be destroyed?"
The next moment, Chen Luo raised his eyebrows, and the colorful energy turned into whirlpools. In the whirlpools, scenes emerged, and the faces could not be seen clearly.
Emperors, generals and ministers! Traffickers and pawns! Talented and beautiful! Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce!
Birth, old age, sickness and death! Love and Hatred! Greed, anger, obsession and hatred! Joy, anger, sorrow and joy!
"I have a way, which originates from the heart, goes according to the heart, investigates things to achieve knowledge, unites knowledge and action, and leads to conscience!"
"Please give me your review!"
Chen Luo waved his hand, and the seven-color energy instantly enveloped the two Fang Family Half-Saints like clouds.
The next moment, above the clouds and mist, the shadows of two ancestral halls appeared. The ancestral halls were majestic, but at this time they were invaded by the colorful energy.
"Fang Li's way is really boring, even the world of Confucianism seems to be carved out of a template!"
At this moment, the shouts of two semi-saints were heard in the colorful mist.
"Ming'e, it's me who betrayed you! Ming'e!"
"Son, I made a mistake as a father. I made a mistake as a father..."
As these two voices sounded, cracks began to appear in the ancestral hall that was invaded by seven colors.
Chen Luo took a deep breath and waved his hand again. Suddenly the seven-color energy turned into two charms and stuck them on the ancestral hall. Then the shadow of the ancestral hall dissipated like bubbles, but a stone inkstone and an emerald stone appeared. Wrapped in Qi, it fell into Chen Luo's palm.
At this time, the colorful clouds surrounding the two Fang Family Half-Saints quickly dissipated, leaving only the two Fang Family Half-Saints standing there with pale faces, looking at Chen Luo with complicated expressions. Looking at their cultivation levels, it seemed that They all fell to the holy realm.
Looking at the two treasures of enlightenment, the stone inkstone and the jade in his hand, Chen Luo said: "I will hand over this treasure to the Holy Church. When will you realize the new truth, and when can you go to the Holy Church to get it back and practice it again? change!"
When the two half-sages from the Fang family branch heard this, they looked at each other, then bowed to Chen Luo in unison, and their figures disappeared directly from the spot.
Seeing the two half-saints from the Fang family disappear, Chen Luo smiled softly, then looked forward and said, "Fang Zhiru, Fang Zhiwu, aren't you coming?"
"Chen Luo!" At this time, four more phantoms appeared in the sky, lined up in a row, "The two junior brothers Fang are the ancestors of the Fang family, how can they set off now?"
"In terms of combat power, even I can't compare to you."
"But today it's still a battle of principles."
"The supernatural power of the human desire you just mentioned is quite interesting. Do you dare to let the four of us study it together?"
Chen Luo looked at the four Half-Saints and raised his eyebrows.
The four one-question half-sages are the proud disciples of the former head of the Fang family, Fang Tianhu.
It is said that Fang Tianhu's contribution to enlightenment is not small. Among his disciples, there are a total of eighteen saints, including Han Yiren, the Second Question and Half Saint who had been tit-for-tat with him before, and was also the Fang family's biggest support.
"Not to mention four, even if there are eighteen of you brothers and sisters, I can take over this job!" Chen Luo smiled, and the colorful energy evaporated from his body again.
The four semi-saints also looked solemn, looking at Chen Luo's condensed world of seven colors, and their hearts were extremely alert.
According to the original arrangement, their "Eighteen Saints of Tianhu" were supposed to call in formation one by one and carry out wheel battles. But Chen Luo's magical power is completely capable of restraining their principles.
After all, "preserve the principles of nature and destroy human desires." They not only destroyed the desires of others, but also destroyed many themselves in order to become enlightened.
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Among them, there are naturally some that they cannot let go of.
If you want them to feel restless, you may have to reach the realm of saints.
Just like this, if they go in one by one, the principles will soon be shattered. Only by complementing each other in their cultivation principles can they be able to compete for a while.
"It's a pity that Senior Brother Tang and the others haven't arrived yet." A Half-Saint murmured.
In fact, the four of them still had loopholes, but for some reason, the other brothers had not arrived at Fangcheng at this time.
While these four semi-saints were thinking, Chen Luo's seven colors of mortal world had condensed into shape, and rushed towards the four of them. The four of them were filled with holy power, and they all walked into it.
This time, it took a little longer, about half a cup of tea.
Above the seven colors of the mortal world, the outlines of the four Confucian Heart Heaven and Earth emerged, and they were still four ancestral halls.
At this time, the voices of the four saints also sounded in the colorful world.
"Nanny, as a father, you should not force you to marry that hypocrite, let alone allow you to reconcile. Nanny, come back..."
"Aguo, I know you became a maid to help me study. I know that, but I don't dare to admit it..."
"Dad, you killed my mother, do you think I don't know?"
"Amy, brother, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you!"
The next moment, the phantom of the ancestral hall began to collapse, and then the seven-colored talisman followed the same method, suppressing the shattered phantom. The phantom dissipated and turned into——
Four identical golden petals?
Chen Luo was stunned, and even the Bamboo Sage, who had always looked calm, changed his expression.
"Huh? Is this a complete set of enlightenment treasures?" Chen Luo waved his sleeves and was about to take the four golden petals into his hand. At this moment, the void shook, and two semi-saints walked out of it.
"Chen Luo, you can take anything away, but you can't take away this thing!"
The speakers were none other than the two ancestors of the Fang family, Fang Zhiru and Fang Zhiwu.
But at this moment, their whole bodies were filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, and their holy power soared to the sky. They were all Three Questions and Half Saints!
In a moment of astonishment, Fang Zhiru and Fang Zhiwu each took away two golden petals, and then their figures immediately disappeared.
Almost at the same time, a great scholar rushed over, landed on the square, and shouted into the air: "The holy church is above, please make the decision for my teacher."
"This old man has passed away!"
This sudden change made the whole audience stunned. Even Chen Luo, who was about to chase the two Fang family ancestors, was stunned. He looked at the scholar who was announcing the funeral and his heart sank.
That great Confucian was a disciple of Han Yiren, the Second Question Half Saint!
"Teacher!" Chen Luo looked at Bamboo Sage, who frowned and said, "I will stay here while Yu Sheng and you go after Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru."
"The petals..."
"It is Fang Sheng's treasure of enlightenment!"
…
Under the barbaric sky.
Fang Zhigu looked in the direction of the sky and sighed quietly.
"no way!"
"Exposed..."
