The hundreds of schools of thought debated enthusiastically, and the head of the famous family was proud, and he believed that the final winner was himself.

The famous Fang Hui was defeated and lost to Jingchen again, he wanted to deal with Jingchen with falling flowers, but was defeated by Jingchen instead of falling flowers.

Falling flowers are not flowers, it is borrowed from the white horse of the famous ancestor Sun Long, the two are very different, if Fang Hui refutes, it is disrespectful to the grandfather.

"Leaves are soil, so I hold soil, not leaves." Remnant Chen and the people argued.

"Ridiculous, what you're holding is a green leaf, how can it be dust." The novelist is in charge.

"As we all know, trees only grow leaves, can it still grow soil? The remnant boss is really good at laughing. ”

Remnant Chen placed the leaves in the palm of his hand and said, "Dare to ask what will become after the leaves fall?"

"What has become?" The novelist asked rhetorically.

Just because Fang Hui often asked others, thus leading people to fall into the trap, the novelist took it as a lesson and did not answer the head of the remnant of Chen, but asked him rhetorically.

Remnant Chen smiled: "The fallen leaves return to their roots and turn into dust, I don't know if what I said is right!"

The novelist said, "That's true."

Fallen leaves return to their roots and turn dust into soil, which is something that women and children know.

However, when he finished responding to the head of the remnant of Chen, he sensed that something was wrong, but it was too late.

"Since the fallen leaves have turned into dust, then I am holding the dust that has not yet landed, is there anything wrong with this?" Remnant asked.

The novelist was speechless.

The theory of falling flowers and dust leaves put forward by famous experts seems to be nonsense, but it is really difficult to refute, they do not have the wisdom of Jingchen, and they can only be defeated quickly.

The argument of the hundreds of schools of thought, in the end, only Jingchen came on the field, and no one else dared to argue, the remnants were too powerful, and a few words made people admit defeat.

"Throw in the towel." Jingchen Road.

He really couldn't think of a way to crack the dust leaf theory, so he admitted defeat on his own.

"Three adults, this debate should belong to our famous family to win, and our famous family should be the first sect of the hundred schools of thought." Remnant Chen looked at Zhao Gao and Chu Yun, and asked respectfully.

The people of the hundred schools of Zhuzi rolled their eyes and discussed a lot, this thing is too thick-skinned, even if you win the debate, it is also a trick of lip service, how can you be regarded as the first sect of the hundred schools of Zhuzi.

Famous artists have very little influence in the empire, and they only rely on the sects that talk about their skins, and many sects look down on them.

"Lord Chu, what do you think?" Zhao Gao asked.

"Wait a minute, there are still people in my miscellaneous family who want to ask the remnant head for advice." Wen Kun walked out, didn't wait for Chu Yun to talk, and said indifferently.

The famous scholars just won the debate, and they claimed to be the first sect of the hundred schools of thought, and they were not convinced.

Like Confucianism and Mohist, they had thousands of disciples in their heyday, and they didn't dare to call it the first sect, but the famous ones were cheeky, and they really couldn't stand it.

"Could it be that the head of the family also wants to debate?" Remnant asked.

Wen Kun is a rough man, he doesn't know how to argue at all, and there is no pressure to win him.

"That's wrong, we haven't had a disciple in the miscellaneous family yet, it's he who has to argue with the remnant master." Wen Kun said.

"Chen Ping, come out."

Chen Ping glanced at the things in the bag, showed a shallow smile, and walked out calmly.

Everyone was surprised, and many people knew Chen Ping, and they all showed strange looks.

When Chen Ping argues with others, he always plays tricks, like a ruffian, and makes him so angry that he can't wait to press him to the ground and step on him a few times.

His mouth can speak, but he doesn't know how to learn, and he also wants to challenge the head of the remnant of Chen!

When Zhan Chen saw that Wen Kun actually launched a young man, he underestimated a little in his heart, and said, "Is Master Wen the wrong person?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I am the most famous and knowledgeable disciple of the miscellaneous family, and I can debate with my predecessors."

The disciples of the miscellaneous family were speechless, Chen Ping was a disciple who recently joined the miscellaneous family, and he had been idle and idle, to say that in the sect, the sense of existence was the lowest, and he was the most despised.

His face can be compared with that of the remnants, and they are all people as thick as the city wall.

"Since the little brother is such a character, then I will use this as a topic." Remnant Chen picked up the green leaf in his palm and smiled.

Chen Ping said: "Okay, then let's take green leaves as the theme."

"You're wrong, it's dust, not green leaves." The remnant of the head of the road.

"It's obviously a green leaf." Chen Pingdao.

"You're wrong again, it's just untouched dust." Remnant Road.

Chen Ping said: "Really, can you show it to me."

He stretched out his hand and didn't think of himself as a junior at all.

The head of the remnant Chen handed over the green leaves to Chen Ping, who muttered, "No matter how you look at it, it's all green leaves."

His gaze glanced at the remnant and said, "Is it really dust?"

The head of the remnant Chen said with a smile: "The leaves fall back to the roots and turn dust into dust, it is just dust that has not yet landed."

"If it's dust that hasn't landed, then I don't think dust is green leaves that have landed."

Remnant Chen said: "You are wrong, dust is dust, it is not green leaves."

Chen Ping threw the green leaves on the ground and said: "The seniors have been arguing for a few hours, they must be thirsty, why don't you drink a cup of ginger water to quench your thirst, it just so happened that I brought good ginger from my hometown, boiled into ginger water, and asked the seniors to taste it."

The miscellaneous disciple brought an iron basin and opened it with a little disgust.

When everyone saw the things in the iron basin, they all consciously covered their noses and retreated, how far away they were, and they looked at Chen Ping with strange eyes.

Seeing this, Remnant Chen said angrily: "Chen Ping, what do you mean, take some dung and say it's ginger water."

The iron basin was filled with dung, which emitted a foul smell that made people retch.

Chen Ping said: "This is ginger water!"

Remnant Chen took a sip, frowned, and said: It's obviously dung, how can it be ginger water, are you blind when everyone is blind? ”

"Is Chen Ping crazy?"

The people of the hundreds of schools of thought were talking about it, and if they took some dung, they said that it was ginger water, and they had to taste it in the head of the remnant of Chen, and their behavior was weird, which made people think that there was something wrong with his brain.

Chen Ping smiled: "The predecessors are wrong, it is ginger water."

Remnant Chen said unhappily: "Chen Ping, what the hell are you doing, fooling me with dung, saying that it's ginger water!"

Chen Ping was very calm and said, "According to your famous experts, it is ginger water!"

"When did we say that dung is ginger water?" Remnant Road.

Chen Ping said indifferently: "The predecessors said that when the green leaves fall to the ground, after a long time, they will become dust, so the green leaves are not leaves, but dust."

"In other words, when the dung is used as fertilizer, after the ginger seedlings are absorbed, ginger grows, and the ginger can be boiled and drunk, so the dung is ginger water."

"There are a lot of people from the farmer's house, and the seniors can ask them if they can grow better ginger by using manure as fertilizer, so I said that there is nothing wrong with inviting the seniors to drink ginger water."

Remnant Chen's face was gloomy as water, like eating a dead fly, and he was speechless.

"This scoundrel has said that he has nothing to say."

Meng Ke's jaw dropped to the ground in shock, he used the dung as ginger water, and let others taste it, opening his eyes and talking nonsense, but it made Yu Chen unable to refute.

If the head of the remnant Chen refutes it, wouldn't it overturn his dust leaf theory, and if he still insists on the dust leaf theory, Chen Ping will definitely invite him to drink that lump of "ginger water".

"Only scoundrels would use this method." Meng Ke muttered.

Dung is a filthy thing, but it was used by Chen Ping to refute, which can be called the first person in ancient and modern times.

"You're wrong, he just did the scoundrel act, but it was the one who came up with the idea!" Jing Chen pointed at Chu Yundao.