Chapter 107: Zigong, Duanmu Ci [Ten Thousand Rewards Plus Change!]
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These are the four elements of landing on the sea of learning.
Among the six people traveling west, the strongest fighting monkey is the one who reads the most and is full of scriptures. It's just that he has long passed the stage of seeing mountains and water being water, the road is simple, back to basics, and he only does his own straightforwardness, and never sells his knowledge.
With his current literary background, he can enter the sea.
Apart from him, the person who reads the most is Sanzang. Poor scriptures, read through thousands of Buddhist scriptures, gradually out of the blue, self-contained. Based on his level of knowledge from ancient to modern, it should be very simple to enter the sea.
So much so that for the rest of them, the real situation is a little worse.
The white bone spirit doesn't like to read, and in his spare time, he thinks about how to harm people and how to make profits, a typical black-bellied villain.
Canopy is really lazy, except for being barely diligent in food and practice, he hardly bothered to think about other things. Study...... Hehe, even if it is the top Confucian in the Confucian sect, he needs to bow his head when facing him. In that case, what is the use of reading?
Sha Wujing was not interested in the scriptures, but he had read a lot of military books, but they did not become a system.
As for the little white dragon...... Forget it, why did the third prince of Long ever put Jingyi in his eyes?
Yan Hui is introverted but not wooden, and the most basic ability to observe words and colors is still there, so he coughed lightly and said, "Zhong You and I can take people over." ”
On this day, Yan Hui turned into a boat with a full stomach of warp, carrying the canopy and the sand monk into the turbulence of time and space.
Zhong You turned into a bladeless sword with the way of loyalty, righteousness, benevolence and bravery, and followed closely with the little white dragon.
Step by step, the monkey became Chinese, shattered the void, and turned his eyes to the white bones.
The White Bone Spirit took Guanyin's hand and said with a smile: "Now it's time for you to behave. ”
Guanyin didn't say anything, her body exuded a glowing white light, and she pulled the white bone spirit to follow everyone.
When they all left, a pair of giant palms covering the sky came across the space, pulling up the Divine Peak and bringing it into another time and space.
In fact, Liu'er didn't think wrong, this divine peak was not originally a white bone spirit and a monkey, but Su Bodhi's, and now it can be regarded as a return to its original owner.
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Within the turbulence of time and space, the light and shadow are mottled, time is distorted, there is no heaven and earth, there is no south, east and west, and the external expression of the whole world is like a colorful chaos, and there are dangers lurking under the light.
Generally speaking, no one wants to set foot here except for saints.
The Three Realms say that it is not small, but it is not big when it is said that it is big, and immortals can ascend to the sky. Wherever you want to go, you can spend some time at most, and there is no need to travel through time and space and risk getting lost in the chaos of time and space.
I don't know how long it has been, how many journeys have been crossed, Yan Hui finally stopped in front of a time and space node, and opened a fairy door out of thin air with the pen as the key.
As far as the eye can see, inside the Xianmen, there is a huge ocean of smoke and waves, the sea water is clear and blue, sparkling in the sun.
Above the sea, there are thousands of Tsing Yi scholars standing out of thin air, with long shirts and wide sleeves, elegant and gentle, facing the hunting sea breeze, looking at Bai Gu and others.
Bai Gu Jing thought that these Confucian gentlemen were here to welcome him, but he never thought that when he saw him in person, a tall and extraordinary Confucian scholar stepped forward a few steps, walked out of the crowd, and said indifferently: "I have heard for a long time that the Great Sage of White Bones has read the scriptures and created a school of mind, which is its own. When we look at it, we also feel that it is broad and profound, and we have a lot of talents, but it is only this knowledge that can really be holy?"
In a force, because of different needs, different thoughts, and different angles, it is impossible to always be united. This trend of development is more pronounced among the older the forces.
In the vast world, the battle for Taoism has always been the bloodiest and most terrifying. Since the primeval period, Hongjun turned ten thousand daos into daomen, and there are countless bones of daotong buried under the Zixiao Palace.
In ancient times, Amitabha Buddha and Shakyamuni founded Western religion and achieved the title of saint. After Hongjun joined the Tao, they changed the Western religion to Buddhism and betrayed the Taoism, which opened the prelude to the struggle between Buddhism and Taoism, which has continued to this day.
Master and Mencius single-handedly supported the entire Confucian sect, and over the years they seemed to be at ease and stronger, but in fact they were already exhausted and almost reached the limit.
They urgently need foreign aid, they need help, and they need Jin Thighs to help him withstand the pressure that hundreds of families fall on their shoulders. It's a pity that the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism control most of the resources of the Three Realms, but all the strong ones are from the two gates, and it is almost a fool's dream to let these people be enemies of the two gates.
In this case, the white bone spirit came into their eyes.
This is the reality, but some of the Confucian scholars are not aware of all this. The scribes who can enter the mountains and the sea of learning, there are no great traitors, they are kind, they are elegant, they are also noble, proud, and narrow.
There is still a difference between shemales in their hearts, and they can't accept the seemingly absurd fact that a goblin wants to become a Confucian saint.
With the same thought in mind, these thousands of people gathered here to stop the way of the bone spirits. This was their test of her, and if they were not convinced, this so-called canonization could not begin.
"Why is Master holy, and why is Mencius holy?" Bai Gujing thought for a moment, but did not explain anything, nor did he explain what avenue, and simply asked rhetorically.
Thousands of scholars looked at each other, many with a thin anger on their faces. The tall Confucian scholar said: "The master founded the Confucian Taoist system and was a congenital saint. Mencius made Confucianism get out of the predicament and prosper in the world, as an acquired saint, what about you?"
The white bone spirit smiled and said, "Look, you have said it yourself, whether it is Master or Mencius, the reason for canonization is contribution, not learning. If that's the case, then why did you ask me that question?"
Everyone was silent, looking embarrassed. The tall Confucian scholar was expressionless, and argued: "This time, that time." Cang Liao knows etiquette, food and clothing are sufficient and knows honor and disgrace, Mencius appeared in the period of internal and external troubles in Confucianism, turning the tide in the fall, so it is holy. Now that Confucianism is prosperous, the warehouses are full, and the food and clothing are abundant, it is natural that the ancient law can no longer be followed, and it is necessary to canonize with learning and etiquette. ”
The white bone spirit smiled in surprise and said, "You are Zigong, right?"
The tall Confucian scholar was slightly stunned, and his face was puzzled: "It's exactly the ...... Do you know me?"
"To be able to make these thousands of people the leader, he must be one of the personal disciples of the Master. Bai Gujing said: "Among the famous disciples of the Master, there are very few people who can speak so eloquently and eloquently. And people who can think about problems with the relationship between needs, I think about it, only Duanmuci, the Confucian and Taoist God of Wealth, is the most appropriate. ”
Zigong took a breath, chuckled and said, "It doesn't really matter what my identity is, let's get back to business, and ask the demon saint to make it clear, why can you be canonized?"
Bai Gujing can speak well, but he doesn't want to waste his tongue with Duanmu Ci, and he talks with each other: "Then you tell me, what conditions do the current Confucians need to be enthroned as a saint?"
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