"Huh!"

In the face of the terror that was rolling like heavenly might, Wu Mingfeng was light, as if he was unaware, and said with a light smile, "Confucian ancestors taught and taught to solve doubts, and there were countless disciples who sat down, and there were countless branch factions, each of which established a Taoist system, and was annihilated in the long river of history. ”

"You're digging my Confucian roots!"

Master Fan crushed the jade slip, and the power of the Holy Dao was surging like a monstrous wave, obviously his mood fluctuated greatly, otherwise he would not have lost his temper so much.

You must know that Confucianism has always attached great importance to the cultivation of qi and has a very deep cultivation, and with this person's cultivation, it will be so gaffe, which shows how much impact the content in the jade slip has had on it.

It is no wonder that according to the Jade Slip, Confucianism is inherited from the ancient Confucian ancestors, and the power that influenced the two eras and countless years will be weakened to the extreme.

There may even be a risk of being completely swallowed up by other genres.

As the orthodox successor of Confucianism, the leader of contemporary Confucianism, and the master of Shigu Academy, how can Master Fan endure?

If it weren't for Wu Ming, he would have been unable to hold it back a long time ago, and he would have shot as soon as possible!

The helplessness in Master Fan's heart is already full of heart, and now Wu Ming is no longer a little boy who was at his disposal and even at his mercy back then!

"Huh!"

Wu Ming shook his head with a smile and said indifferently, "The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die!" Isn't this a doctrine that Confucianism has always preached?"

Master Fan's expression suddenly stagnated, his breathing almost froze, and his old face was even more suffocated.

"How?"

Wu Ming tilted his head slightly, and the mockery in his eyes became stronger, "This saint is now overpowering Shenzhou, all the saints dare not disobey, according to the core idea of Confucianism, shouldn't it be to maintain the rule of this saint?"

Since ancient times, Confucian thought, which is in line with the ruling class, has never changed.

Whether it is the death of the king and the minister, the minister has to die, or the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, and so on, and so on.

Only by fitting into the minds of the rulers can they survive and expand.

"The times are changing, but also advancing, the old will eventually grow old, and the new will thrive!"

Wu Ming's eyes gradually turned cold, and he looked directly at Master Fan, "The preaching of Confucian ancestors is to educate sentient beings and enlighten the wisdom of all people, what do you do?"

"Three teachings and nine streams, ignoring the common people!"

"The doctor is cheap, and there is no distinction between etiquette and music!"

"Li Shu suffers, knocks on the bones and sucks the marrow!"

"Hey, you use martial arts to break the ban and suppress the warriors, but you ignore the bandits and let them run rampant in the township, and the people don't even have the strength to resist!"

"You preach to rule the world with benevolence and righteousness, demons knock on the side, barbarians slaughter the people, and the demon clan feeds on people, why don't you see Confucian disciples go to the place where the demons are to preach doctrines and educate demons?"

"The demon clan in the waters of the two rivers is rampant, rampant and violent, sacrificing the living, asking for boys and girls, where are the disciples of Shigu Academy?"

"Local clans, privately set up torture halls, resist the law, kill and injure people at every turn, soak pig cages, mess with stone pits, and poison the world, this is the principle of heaven and the desire to destroy people's desires?"

"Above the court, forming a party for personal gain, excluding dissidents, and confusing the world, this is the way of Confucianism?"

Every time Wu Ming said a word, Master Fan's face turned pale, and finally he closed his eyes, faintly showing a smear of ashes, and even a decadence.

Because he knew that what Wu Ming said was true, and even the actual situation was countless times more serious than this.

Where you can't see, or rather, don't want to see, the darkness has always existed, and it is far beyond imagination, only unexpected, darker!

It's just that as a high-ranking Confucian sage, he never thought about cleaning up these details.

In their opinion, this is indeed a trivial matter, and there are a few insects and a few rotten leaves on the towering tree, which is nothing at all.

It is their responsibility to protect the roots of the trees and how to make them more lush.

As for the side details, such as ants under their feet, how can they care?

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, self-cultivation and governing the country and leveling the world, all of them are Confucian righteousness, dare to ask Master Fan, what have you done?"

Wu Ming leaned in slightly, although he was not silent, but the meaning of questioning was beyond words.

"Old man......"

Master Fan's heart was shocked, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't say a complete word.

"Literature can't govern the country, and military can't be safe, what is the use of today's Confucianism?"

Wu Ming asked again.

Master Fan's face was pained, and he thought of how high-spirited his two students were back then.

is obviously the pride of the sky and has the posture of a sage, but because he disagrees with Confucianism, he was pushed out by him, and he used his life to achieve a stepping stone to the next level of Confucian prestige.

These two people are surnamed Lu, one is named Lu Guanchao, and he is determined to level the four seas and suppress the two rivers.

One is called Lu Jiuyuan, adhering to the will of the ancestors, being better than the blue, not falling into the name of the sages, and dying in the devil's cave!

However, when he was born at the wrong time, he was jealous of talent.

This day is not the sky above the head, but it is a sage who looks down on the common people and claims to be the same as the sky.

I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea is flat.

However, the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes!

Alas!

"Confucian disciples, disobey the holy will, and want to be unsettled, causing the sages to be humiliated, and Li Shu suffering, there should be this calamity!"

Fan Shi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and an abnormal flush appeared on his dignified face, looking at Wu Ming's eyes, which were indescribably bright.

"Hey!"

Wu Ming sneered, unspeakably mocking.

"The old man wants to know, how feasible is your method?"

Master Fan was not dissatisfied, and his calm eyes revealed indescribable wisdom.

This one, after all, is a wise man of the human race, even if it is a demon and barbarian race, he is highly regarded by the great virtue Hongru.

"One hundred!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"There is no basis for words!"

Fan Shi's brows frowned slightly, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

If Wu Ming was just talking about it, even if he knew that Confucianism would suffer a heavy blow, he would not allow Wu Ming to come.

By now, this is no longer a matter of one family, but it is really about all the people in the world, the continuation of the human race, and if there is a slight difference, the disaster of annihilation is in front of you.

"Soldiers, legalists, and Taoists have been recognized, it doesn't matter whether Master Fan allows it or not, and I don't have to, prove anything to you!"

Wu Ming made no secret of his malice.

Whether it is the death of Lu Jiuyuan or the death of Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing, although it is a private matter, Wu Ming has never been a generous person, or he wants to deliberately target it.

It is undeniable that this wise man of the human race, with noble moral character, teaches and educates people, and has made great contributions to the human race.

But the merit is not worth it, and the wrong is the wrong!

Whether you are dead or not, in Wu Ming's opinion, is not as important as having a bad breath on your own.

It's like those who shout about human rights every day, and who are forgiving and forgiving, only stand on the moral high ground and criticize the victim, and never consider how uncomfortable the victim is.

In Wu Ming's previous life, he had seen a joke.

At a class reunion, how ridiculous is it to ask classmates who were bullied and bullied in their early years to say forgiveness to those who bullied and bullied them?

There is no greater moral degradation than this!

Repay virtue with virtue, repay grievances with straightforwardness, and the way of heaven is right.

Although not everyone can do it, at least it is necessary to be sensible and not throw away even the most basic moral constraints.

You are a Confucian who is admired by everyone and is famous all over the world, you can treat your disciples as abandoned sons for the sake of your own ideas and the righteousness of the human race, and I can also dig the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism with the righteousness of the human race, and expose the darkness of Confucianism with the red fruit.

What sage learning?

If it is not based on the interests of the rulers, enslaving the people and ignorant wisdom, how can it grow?

The times are advancing, and it is time to get rid of the old and welcome the new.

For those old guys who don't eat the old and stick to the rules, they should be ruthlessly wiped out!

"People's words are not enough, ancestors are not enough to be afraid of the law, and the way of heaven is not enough to fear, it is indeed amazing!"

Fan Shi didn't get angry, laughed at himself, and said, "Your step is a bit big!"

"No matter how big the step is, you can't pull the egg!"

Wu Ming said vulgarly.

"Okay, since you are so confident, the old man doesn't want to say anything, it's just that Confucianism is the Taoist system left by the ancestors of Confucianism after all, for the sake of the sages, you don't want to do too much!"

Fan Shi got up slowly, and looked around with some nostalgia and embarrassment, his slightly slender figure gradually stood up like a loose, revealing a decisive momentum.

"With the wisdom of Fan Shi, it should be clear that Confucianism will not be extinguished, at least ...... After removing the turnips, it can be reborn!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

For Confucianism, Wu Ming can't talk about bad feelings, but there are too many selfish and uneasy people among them, so that they have eroded the world and become a cancerous existence.

Troubled times, severe medicine.

If he didn't press Confucianism into the mud with the power of thunder, even if Wu Ming had the means to reach the sky, it would be difficult for Shenzhou to recover its vitality in a short period of time.

The first emperor of the ages, it was because he saw this that he burned books to pit Confucianism, but the Confucian talents of that year came out in large numbers, and the Confucian ancestors were under constant pressure in the world.

Although he didn't make a move, there were countless disciples, and there were hundreds of sages, which emerged in endlessly.

As a result, the first emperor of the ages, died young, and Qin II died, becoming a laughing stock for the ages, no matter how many merits there were, they were wiped out.

A lesson from the past, a teacher for the future.

Wu Ming will not give Confucianism this opportunity, and as for what future generations will say, it will be countless years later.

He doesn't believe that if he takes the education system of the new era in the previous life, he will be able to rekindle the wisdom of the people, and let these old stubborns revivenation!

If that's the case, then admit it, anyway, at that time, all the problems were solved.

Even if the situation collapses, it will be rotten in a pot, and it will really reach the point of being out of control, and it will be a matter for later generations.

"Freshmen?"

Master Fan smiled bitterly and looked at Wu Ming helplessly, "If you make all Confucian disciples into Mr. Teaching, also known as freshmen, then do whatever you want!"

"Ten years of planting trees, a hundred years of educating people, teaching and educating people without separation, Fan Shi is in love!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Okay, it's really a blind eye, with your words, the old man will be relieved!"

Master Fan's eyes lit up, as if an immeasurable amount of essence flashed, his thin figure became more and more erect, he slowly raised his head, his beard was flying, his robes were windless and automatic, indescribably relaxed, and even cynical, "Hey, I've long seen that these demons and monsters are not pleasing to the eye, so let the old man do one last thing for you, for the human race!"