Cao Zhe, the cheap brother, wouldn't care about Wang Jingshu's melancholy.
At this time, the center of the storm had quietly shifted from Wang Jingshu to how to establish rules for Confucianism.
People with demands from all walks of life are gearing up.
Confucian disciples are not the only ones like this.
Even the military commanders and nobles in the imperial court have long had deep complaints against the Confucian cultivators.
After all, it was not uncommon for Confucian cultivators to interfere in other people's affairs in the name of justice.
Although most of them come from "good intentions", they have also done "evil things" in a certain sense.
This is inevitable.
The Tao of Haoran that Cao Zhe originally created and the Qi of Haoran that he introduced were very rough and one-size-fits-all.
Haoran Qi does not have an artificial intelligence, and can still accurately distinguish whose justice is completely reasonable in the popular sense, and whose justice is difficult for ordinary people to accept?
Different individuals have different requirements for moral literacy.
It was still Haoran Academy, but this time, the venue for the conference was moved to Yunxue Terrace halfway up Meihua Mountain.
This is the place with the widest area and the broadest view in the entire academy.
It can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people.
Those who came to participate in this 'grand meeting' were not only Confucian cultivators and Confucian disciples, but also various religions and schools. Some were joining in the fun, and some were looking to see if they could take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.
Even monsters that had not committed any crimes sneaked in a few, profoundly demonstrating their fearlessness of death.
Before the conference even started, dozens of debates were already going on.
Confucian cultivators and some Confucian disciples who were not recognized by Haoran Qi argued with each other, and each had his own victory or defeat.
However, Confucianism cultivators have a bad habit, that is, when they are not as good at speaking as the other person, they will reply with "I have the awe-inspiring spirit", which will make the angry person want to smoke.
In fact, there are tens of millions of scholars in the world, how many of them can be recognized by Haoran Qi?
Most scholars just use reading as a tool, a ladder to transcend social classes and realize their own ambitions and desires.
It is normal to write one thing in writing and another in practice.
Therefore, the Confucian cultivators present at this time were probably fighting one against ten, with one more person and a mouthful of spit. It can be said that these Confucian cultivators were almost dead.
Before the conference officially started, the atmosphere at the venue already had an increasingly strong smell of gunpowder.
"Everyone! Everyone!"
"Quiet! Quiet! Listen to me." The person who spoke at this time was none other than the current academic director of the academy, the great Confucian scholar Cheng Jing.
He has a great reputation even among the scholars in the popular sense, so when he speaks, most people calm down in a dignified manner.
"I am already very clear about your demands."
"Indeed, the definition of our Confucian cultivators is not clear, so that some of our colleagues' personal behaviors make everyone feel dissatisfied."
"That's why we gathered here to discuss a charter to restrain the behavior of Confucian cultivators and standardize the Confucian cultivator system." Cheng Jingben said loudly.
Suddenly someone interrupted: "You, Cheng Jing, are also a Confucian cultivator. What qualifications do you have to represent everyone and express your opinions?"
One person spoke, and then a large number of people followed him and followed him.
To put it bluntly, the disaster of Confucianism is that it does not suffer from scarcity, but from inequality.
What is even more heartbreaking is that those who have studied hard for many years are completely rejected just because they cannot step into the threshold of Confucianism and cultivation.
Knowledge does not represent character, and character does not represent knowledge.
How can a few words calm the anger and unwillingness accumulated in the hearts of people who have been denied knowledge because of their 'character'?
The original intention of most of the Confucian disciples who came this time was not to 'set rules' for the Confucian cultivators, but to 'drive out' the Confucian cultivators and turn the popular Confucian cultivators into a narrow practice. 'faction.
Any superficial and superficial attack serves this ultimate purpose.
Originally, this goal was achieved during the last attack on Wang Jingshu.
It was just the 'two talismans' left by Cao Zhe that disrupted the first wave of offensive, and took advantage of the situation to push the entire situation to a higher level.
Get more people involved.
Cheng Jing still wanted to speak, but the current head of the Kong family appeared with everyone and said directly: "From today on, as the successor of the most holy teacher, I announce that all so-called Confucian cultivators will be expelled from the Confucian sect. From now on, From now on, you will no longer be allowed to teach, speak, or serve as an official in the name of 'Confucianism'."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
The words of the head of the Kong family do not have any legal effect.
However, the influence is full.
Of course, the Confucian family also has Confucianism cultivators, but most of them are side branches, and their cultivation is not very advanced.
If it continues, the Kong family is afraid that it will be difficult to maintain the reputation of a thousand-year-old family, and it is even more worried that there will be a situation where strong branches and weak trunks will lead to the collapse of the entire Kong family.
"You won't allow it just because you say you don't?"
"Although the most sage master founded Confucianism, how can it be that the development and growth of Confucianism to this day is the result of your family?" someone in the crowd shouted.
Upon closer inspection, the speaker turned out to be a warrior.
Indeed, only warriors who have nothing to do with Confucianism dare to directly attack the Kong family.
It’s not that someone with a serious Confucian background wouldn’t think of it, but it’s just inconvenient to say.
"Vulgar warrior, get out!"
"Is there any place for you to talk here?" a Confucian scholar following the head of the Kong family scolded.
Although the individual warriors are powerful, no one is worried that these warriors will go on a killing spree here.
After all... there are still so many Confucian cultivators keeping things in check, right?
Most of these people who oppose Confucianism come from wealthy families. Their opposition to Confucianism at this time does not prevent them from privately promoting Confucianism methods in their respective families, and even setting them as A benchmark for how seriously family disciples are valued.
Rules and restrictions are set for others.
How could he easily put shackles on himself?
It is only the majority of 'outsiders' who need to be ignorant and blocked, but they still need to maintain their detachment in terms of knowledge, information, and right to speak.
"They can't tell! Can I tell?" Cao Zhe's voice came from the clouds, but the person hadn't arrived yet. It was very likely that his true body was still in Martial Arts Mountain at this time, but the voice came first.
The originally noisy crowd fell completely silent upon hearing this voice.
"Master!" People shouted one after another, and then bowed down humbly.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree, no matter what kind of dispute there is, in front of Cao Zhe, they must show at least superficial surrender.
Only the Kong family, standing in the middle of the crowd, as if they were being admired by the stars, still had their necks high and looked proud.
"What kind of husband is he?"
"The ancestor of our family is the master!" A young man from the Kong family whispered.
But before the words were settled, there was only a bang.
He had already been charged by a warrior, kicked him out, hit a rock on the side, and fell down with a bang. Not only were his muscles and bones broken, but he also continued to vomit blood, and half of his life was lost.
Although the Confucian cultivators who were guarding the surroundings had the means, their reaction speed was still that of ordinary people. How could they stop the specific actions of a powerful martial cultivator in the blink of an eye?
"Boy! If you dare to say one more word, I will cut off your head immediately and use it as a urinal."
"I don't care what you bastards do to yourselves. I'm just here to watch the fun and see how you guys bite dogs. But how dare you disrespect me? Haha... I'm just asking you guys who only talk and talk. Trash, are you afraid of the sword in the hands of one hundred thousand martial arts cultivators like us?" The warrior grinned, his teeth bared ferociously, and emitted a dazzling cold light. He was indeed much more ferocious than those man-eating monsters and beasts.
