Chapter 1254

"Come, lord, please!"

A voice came from the opposite side, and the white-clothed Confucian picked up the wine glass in front of him at some point and made a gesture of please.

"Hehe, Brother Li is polite, please!"

A hint of discoloration flashed in Wang Chong's eyes, and he also came back to his senses, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and touched the white-clothed Confucian on the opposite side.

"Buzz!"

As the two wine glasses approached, the atmosphere in the entire restaurant changed suddenly, and a famous Confucian student in the restaurant was originally sitting upright, looking at the young man dancing with a sword in the blank area. But at this time, as if attracted by some kind of attraction, they looked over one after another.

"Boom!"

only heard a crisp sound, and the next moment, the wine glasses of the two immediately collided in midair. The crisp sound suddenly sounded like thunder in this quiet atmosphere, and at this time, the mutation protruded.

Wang Chong's eyes flashed, and a majestic force immediately followed his arm, passed into the wine glass, and shook towards the opposite side.

Bang, the next moment, a strange feeling came from the opposite side, the wine glass hit, Wang Chong clearly felt as if he had hit an invisible mountain, and the white-clothed Confucian on the opposite side held the wine glass high, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't move at all.

Not even the wine in the glass shook for a moment.

"Interesting!"

Wang Chong smiled slightly, and immediately increased his strength. An even more majestic force was like a river, endless, rushing towards the white-clothed Confucian on the opposite side. And almost at the same time, a huge force also burst out from the body of the white-clothed Confucian on the opposite side.

The two of them looked at each other, and two powerful forces collided violently in mid-air through the wine glasses. However, whether it was Wang Chong or the white-clothed Confucian on the other side, the wine glass in his hand was not moving, all the shocks and impacts were isolated by the two of them, and even the wine in the wine glass did not shake, it was as calm as a lake.

The strength continued to increase, and in a short period of time, the ground around him immediately trembled like chaff, which was imperceptible at first, but immediately became violent in the blink of an eye. Soon, the surrounding tables, chairs, wine and food all shook with the bumps. The tremors continued to increase, and in the end, even the entire restaurant trembled like an earthquake.

Yes!

There were bursts of exclamations around, and all the Confucian scholars in the restaurant were so shocked by the power that Wang Chong and the white-clothed Confucian scholars burst out that they couldn't stand steadily, and they stood up one after another.

With a bang, a large number of cups and saucers, unable to withstand the force, slipped off the table and shattered.

"Buzz!"

Almost at the same time, Wang Chong and the white-clothed Confucian on the opposite side collected their strength at the same time, withdrew their wine glasses, and the two huge forces that were enough to collapse the mountains and the earth also disappeared at the same time. The strength of the two is too strong, and if they continue to try, I am afraid that the entire restaurant will be torn into two.

"The prince is so skilled!"

The white-clothed Confucian first took back his wine glass, raised his head, and drank it all. Putting down the wine glass, the white-clothed Confucian had a calm and breezy face, and he didn't even see the slightest disturbance in his breathing, obviously he didn't do his best in the wave of fighting just now.

"Brother Li is so cultivated!"

And almost at the same time, Wang Chong also drank it all and put the wine glass on the table.

In this wave of temptation, neither of the two people took advantage.

"I can't imagine that Confucianism has such a powerful master!"

Wang Chong is calm on the surface, but his heart is up and down. Although the current Wang Chong is only eighteen years old in appearance, but looking at the world's skills, it is rare in the world, and few people can compare with him at the level of the imperial general alone, even such a powerful existence as the war governor Qu Dibo died in his hands, not to mention others.

Wang Chong never thought that there were still people at the same level who could be on an equal footing with him, and the fight just now, although it was only a small-scale temptation, but Wang Chong felt that the white-clothed Confucian on the other side was not under him at all, and his spiritual power was also very secretive.

Wang Chong is a great master in terms of spiritual power, even Messier died in his hands, and the white-clothed Confucian on the opposite side is not below him at all, and he can actually change the breath of his spiritual power, which is simply unheard of.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was deadly silent, the atmosphere was tense, and the surrounding eyes looked at Wang Chong and the white-clothed Confucian Sheng, lest the two fight again. Yin, at this time, a burst of Qingyue's sword roar suddenly came from his ears, and in the center of the second floor, the man with a white mask and a black robe who had been dancing with a sword suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated from the empty space.

"Let's all go down!"

At this time, the white-clothed Confucian suddenly spoke, flicked his sleeves and said.

"Yes!"

In an instant, with an order, half of the Confucian scholars in the restaurant retreated, leaving only a small number of Confucian scholars scattered in various places in the restaurant, and behind the white-clothed Confucian students.

With this simple order, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly eased a lot.

Cracking sound!

At this time, the sound of fireworks came from the restaurant. Accompanied by bursts of laughter and laughter of adults and children, in the quiet restaurant, the sound is particularly loud.

"Huh!"

The white-clothed Confucian opposite Wang Chong spoke again, he lifted the silver wine jug on the table, poured a glass for Wang Chong first, and then filled it for himself:

"The prince is erudite and talented, and grandpa is the ninth prince who is famous all over the world today, so does the prince know what day it is?"

Wang Chong didn't answer, but looked at the other party fixedly. knows that since the other party asked this sentence, there must be something to say.

"Learning from the West to the East, now everyone in the world knows the birthday of the Buddha on April 8, and how many people know that today is the time when the Spring and Autumn Hundred Saints are destroyed. ”

These words were beyond Wang Chong's expectations, and he couldn't help frowning deeply, waiting for the next words of the white-clothed Confucian student.

"In the Spring and Autumn Period, the countries fought each other and fought each other, and the people lived in dire straits every day. It was a real Shura era where the jungle ate the jungle and the lives were devastated. After that, the Hundred Sages preached their own ideas and paid a huge price to change people's hearts, penetrate the concept of benevolence and righteousness into the hearts of the people, and turn the era of cannibalism into the era of 'people', realizing the great harmony of the world. ”

The white-clothed Confucian said solemnly.

Wang Chong didn't speak, he listened carefully, but when he heard the words "the world is the same", he frowned imperceptibly.

"The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, although the countries fought each other, but there were a hundred saints illuminating, and every saint was like a fire in the darkness, shining on that era and pointing out the people of the world in the right direction. However, now, the Hundred Saints have perished, and the people of the Divine Continent, including the surrounding world, have fallen into darkness, lost their way, and become cannibalistic again. The loss of the Hundred Saints is a loss for all of us, so every year today, on the day of the destruction of the saints, we will gather together to sacrifice to the saints to show our remembrance!"

The voice of the white-clothed Confucian was high-pitched.

Wang Chong's heart shook slightly, and suddenly he suddenly understood why he had a strange feeling when he stepped into the restaurant, and also understood why there was a strange sword dance, and why everyone was wearing black headbands. This is their sacrifice to the saints.

"King of the Exotic Land, you are the most talented and talented person we have ever met, and in a short period of time, you have pacified the Mengshe edict and the Great Food, and even some people in the court and the opposition call you the new generation of war god. People live for a hundred lifetimes, and eventually they will die, and there are some things whose value and significance are far beyond a person's life. I hope you can join us and help me, you and I will join hands to realize the unfulfilled wishes of the saints, so that this world can truly realize the unity of the world. ”

"Not just the Tang people, not only the Middle-earth Shenzhou, but all civilizations and the world, including, the Turks, the Goguryeo, the Xi, the Usi-Tibetans, the Khitans, and all the Yidi, as well as the great food of the Western world. The reason why people have disputes, killings, and endless wars is because of differences in language and thought, but if the whole world is unified, and the thoughts and concepts of benevolence and righteousness penetrate into all the surrounding Yidi, including the Great Eclipse, and at the same time unify the language, then all disputes and killings will cease to exist and disappear forever in this land! This is the eternal way to eliminate wars!"

"This is the real world harmony!"

When the white-clothed Confucian said this, his voice was extremely solemn, not like the product of a moment of passion, but more like the result of a thousand deliberations.

Wang Chong has been listening carefully, without even interrupting a word in the middle, for these people, for these mysterious forces that dominate the entire Tang Dynasty and control the top existences such as the old lady, King Qi, Li Linfu, and the great prince, Wang Chong really knows too little about them. No! It's that the whole world knows almost nothing about them.

Wang Chong deeply understands that this is probably the best opportunity for him to understand them.

"The world is the same?"

Hearing the last words of the white-clothed Confucian student, Wang Chong's expression sank, and he frowned sharply. If the white-clothed Confucian didn't say these four words, Wang Chong would still admire him a little, but the world is the same? How many people with lofty ideals have been there throughout the ages, and who has ever really realized it? Even in another world, the accumulation of thousands of years is just a pipe dream.

Ambition is no match for selfish desires, and ideals are always lost to people's hearts!

Throughout the ages, whenever someone mentions these four words, it is often accompanied by great bloodshed and sacrifice. More often than not, the words "the world is in harmony" have become a tool for some madmen, delusionals, and careerists to realize their selfish desires, and for the sake of personal paranoia, they pull the people of the world into it and bury them for themselves.

Wang Chong is not against "the great harmony of the world", but the great harmony of the world requires permanent perseverance, thousands of generations, and continuous change. It is not the kind of person who is in a hurry, according to his own hopes, in a hurry to achieve a goal that can be achieved in a hurry, in a few decades, a hundred years, or a generation. They can't succeed, and such people bring nothing but disaster and destruction to the world.

- Under the banner of righteousness, he did the same thing as the demon king.