The main door is closed, and the auxiliary door is open. Everywhere is the busy figure of Confucian disciples.

Under the leadership of the Ministry of Rites, the students were impatient and busy over and over again, either cleaning or arranging tables and chairs.

"The Church is coming back, the Church is coming back." Confucian students are apprehensive in their hearts, for students too far away to learn the master, the teaching system is the belief that there is no end to learning.

On the other hand, everyone has heard of the rumor that the religious system wants to "abandon Confucianism and return to Buddhism."

"Impossible, how can the sect take refuge in Buddhism."

"I heard that the Sect has shaved all his hair?"

……

Under the spread of well-intentioned people, the news of the top leader of Xuehai Wuyi Sect Commander Xian Zhiyin abandoning Confucianism and returning to Buddhism has been well known, although there are orders from various ministries to suppress it, but the outside world's sworn rhetoric has made the students worried.

"Benevolence, Righteousness, Propriety, Wisdom and Faith"

"Seminarians rule the country and level the world"

"Zi said: Learn and ......" After years of study, Confucianism has already been everything to himself, and has already run through his body and mind.

The suppressed uneasiness in my heart can only be peaceful when I am busy.

In the calm before the storm, Yuejiangliu walked into the boundless sea of learning.

The palace curtains are floating, and the word "Zhile" on the plaque of the pavilion in the distance is graceful, and the words and people can be seen that the author's mind is clear.

Walking forward, the twelve musicians were rehearsing.

The chimes wake up, the sheng drum is upright, the flute accompanies each other, the seqin chorus, and listen to a majestic and solemn momentum coming to the face, which is the music of Confucianism.

Yue Jiangliu straightened his clothes, nodded to Yue Lingxi, who saw him come in, and sat down outside the pavilion.

Looking at the Emei sweeping not far away, the Yue Lingxi in full costume exudes a kind of intellectuality, and has the tenacity of a man who is not inferior, and Yue Jiangliu has sorrow and joy in his heart. suddenly felt that I had known too little about her over the years, and Xiao Yue'er had grown up!

"The red calyx of the snow hall is worried, and the Chibi River is deep in rain and snow. The world is long and long, and I come to cook wine and go to the Yellow House in the evening. "The Ministry of Rites ordered Yue Lingxi, her life is still back on track here." There is no self and no difference. ”

After the song, Yue Lingxi dismissed the music officer: "When did my brother come back?" ”

Yue Jiangliu smiled: "I just came back, so I came over directly." ”

Yue Lingxi was half complaining and half asking: "Listen to the central master, do you have something to do?" Is it okay now? ”

Yuejiangliu said: "Lingxi, I know that you are for my good? ”

Yue Lingxi suddenly interrupted: "Brother, what do you call me?" ”

Yuejiang said: "Lingxi! What's wrong. ”

Yue Lingxi frowned cutely: "I feel weird that you suddenly called your name." ”

Yue Jiangliu haha: "Lingxi, you are now an order, and then call you "Xiao Yue'er" to let your students listen, how to teach them." ”

Yue Lingxi said: "Having said that, my brother doesn't call me "Xiao Yue'er", so I don't feel used to it. ”

"By the way, I heard rumors that the sect is going to abandon Confucianism and return to Buddhism, brother, do you know anything about this time." If it were someone else, it would be fine, but the sect began to study the Buddhist classics a hundred years ago, and gradually let go of the Confucian holy scriptures, which Yue Lingxi knew early on.

Yue Jiangliu sighed and said, "Hey, it's up to the heart of the sect leader." ”

Yue Lingxi said: "Huai Yan once said that the sect is ......" said this, and Yue Lingxi's eyes were full of sorrow.

Yue Jiangliu patted Yue Lingxi on the shoulder and said, "Lingxi, don't worry too much, everything is up to me." ”

Yue Lingxi took a deep breath and said, "Brother, you don't know, my father said to me privately a few days ago. If so......"

"If the sect abandons Confucianism and converts to Buddhism, then he will definitely clean up the door."

"Oh, did Tai Shihou say so?" The moon river can't help but condense.

For a hundred years, Yang Sen was in charge of the six divisions of Xuehai on the surface, but secretly it was Tai Shihou who was doing his best.

Tai Shihou seems to be old-fashioned and seeks power, but in fact he is the person who cares most about the rise and fall of Confucianism. If the string bosom friend abandons Confucianism and returns to Buddhism as the supreme leader of Confucianism, it is to put Confucianism under Buddhism, which is something that Taishi Hou cannot tolerate.

The bitter realm has always been respected by the three religions, and although the three religions are close to each other on weekdays, they are incompatible in private. In the original fate, the Confucian saint Si Neng designed to kill the Wulin Dongliang on a page not because he was a Buddhist person. There is a difference between the three religions, and this is the real attitude of the people in the three religions.

Yue Lingxi nodded and said: "The coexistence of the three religions is based on equality, if the sect is returned to the Buddhism, it will inevitably break this equality." ”

"When the time comes, don't talk about Confucianism. Even if it is two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, it will inevitably not be able to tolerate the religious system. Yue Lingxi worried.

"The three religions are as flat as hanging wires." Yue Jiangliu nodded: "The sect's move is indeed bad. ”

Yue Lingxi said: "Father has sent people to look for Master Taixue, hoping that he can come forward." ”

A hundred years ago, the Moon River was full of spies, and although he didn't come out of a hundred faces, he was always taken care of in secret. Where the Lord of Taixue is lurking, Yue Jiangliu also has a rough guess, but none of these can let Yue Lingxi know: "Lord Taixue was short-lived a hundred years ago, and then he didn't know what to do. There is little hope. ”

Yue Lingxi said: "Hey, I hope there will be a result, so that my father will not go to extremes." ”

Looking at his sister's sad face, Yue Jiangliu comforted his brows and said, "Lingxi, don't worry, there is a turning point at this time." ”

Seeing her brother's appearance, Yue Lingxi smiled reluctantly: "It's that I made my brother worry again." ”

Yuejiangliu said: "I only have one relative in this world, who else can you worry about if you don't worry?" ”

Looking at Yue Jiangliu's gentle eyes, Yue Lingxi's eyes seemed to appear a hundred years ago, the stubborn young man who faced thousands of fingers to avenge his mother. Seeing him smiling reluctantly in the darkness all day long, the strong girl finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes: "Brother, have you suffered for so many years?" ”

……

Bixuan thatched cottage, surrounded by green bamboo, is very quiet in the forest.

This was originally the seclusion of Mr. Fu Long, but since his friend Su really came to the door, it is difficult to have a quiet time here, and today, it is even more frequent.

The scholar is like a little bee pouring tea and water among the many guests, and he is very busy.

Above the south position, one nodded with a smile. The person sitting opposite him was dressed in a cloud robe, twisting his fingers and plucking, forgetting his feelings and sinking into the empty realm of non-thinking and non-thinking.

On the side, Fulongqu Huaiyu in the north window also closed his eyes and was in a trance, as if he was in boundless happiness.

And in the courtyard across the door, after Fuji finished making a mouthful of tea, the big sword touched the ground, startling a cloud of dust: "I said, what are you doing?" ”

Fujido pointed to the stringless harp in front of the monk and said, "There is not a single string on this lyre, and I can't hear any music. You just look like you're listening, and it's strange that you're not patting him on the back. ”

At the end of the song, the monk pressed his hand, as if caressing the strings.

Mr. Fu Long smiled and said, "No, the sound of the master's stringless piano is a peerless sound, and you can hear it when you abandon the heart of fighting." ”

Fuji said: "Walking the rivers and lakes is originally killing people and being killed. If you don't have the heart to fight, then you might as well become a monk! ”

The monk opened his eyes lightly and said: "Walking the rivers and lakes is fate, and monks and monks are also fate, if fate comes, the donor can naturally hear the sound of my piano." ”

Fuji shook his hand and said: "Excuse me, I will repay my kindness and revenge, how can I be your little monk." ”

The Taoist held Chang Xiao in his left hand, stroked the three-foot beautiful hair with his right hand, and said with a smile: "Haha, you are good at fighting and killing, so it is better to kill you if you are a monk?" ”

Fuji looked like a bosom friend, and happily put one hand on the shoulders of the aisler: "It's still you, the old phoenix, who understands me." ”

Seeing that Fuji was not big or small, Mr. Fu Long coughed lightly and said, "Fuji, you are not at home to accompany the night and worry, why did you run out." ”

Fuji was suddenly embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "Go and jump the rivers and lakes, of course you want to be single, I broke up with her." And those two are crooked, I really can't stand it, so I came to hide with you for two days. But I secretly said in my heart, could it be that I was forced to marry and was so scared that I ran away to tell you about such a faceless thing?

Fu Long couldn't help but be happy when he saw Fuji's expression.

At this moment, a man with a sword on his back and a lupine in his hand walked in. His face was as heavy as iron, and he looked murderous.

"There's a guest here!" Phoenix Ming said.

When Mr. Fu Long saw someone coming, he stepped forward in surprise and greeted: "It's senior, have you finally walked out of the hut?" ”

The person who came nodded at the phoenix, and then said to Mr. Fu Long: "I am a defeated sword and a broken sword, and I am the brother of both good and evil!" ”

When Fuji saw the face of the visitor, he remembered the head with the same face as the one in front of him when he was thrown on the ground by the wolf-hearted Yuyangjun during the Lion Kingdom War. said: "What you say is good and evil, but you have the same face, but people of opposite colors. ”

Evil Yizheng nodded and said, "Yes!" ”

Self-evil is also entering the realm of annihilation, so he and Phoenix Ming to solve the previous suspicions. Phoenix Ming is a generous person, and he also knows about the encounter between the two brothers in evil and righteousness. The two of them went out of the destruction realm together, and the evil Yizheng made it clear that they wanted to find the eldest brother and renew the relationship, but they didn't expect that it would be the result of the eternal separation of heaven and man.

Phoenix Ming stepped forward and said, "Mourning! ”

Evil is also right: "Master Venerable Fang Chengzi has repeatedly calculated my brother, and now he has killed my brother, and I swear not to stand with him." As he spoke, he saluted the phoenix and said, "Thank you Dao Yin for collecting my brother's body and repairing the pillars of Shenzhou, please let me go along." ”

Mr. Fu Long said: "With the help of our predecessors, we will increase our combat power." ”

At this time, I heard footsteps outside the door.

"Huayang is red at the beginning of Hongmen, the sparse building changes, and Longlin does not reduce its style; Purple gold flute, white jade qin, the palace lamp is in full bloom at night, and you can drink leisurely for a lifetime. ”。

In the poem, the dragon head of the Confucian sect came in a dashing manner, and a gorgeous brocade robe illuminated the small courtyard with jewels.

And behind the dragon head, an extraordinary Dao shadow walked in together. Everyone looked at it, only to feel that the person in front of them was far away, as if the unknown sky was the head of the six strings of the Dao Realm Xuanzong.

When the Confucian Dragon Head Shulou Longsu saw the monk, he gave a salute and said, "I didn't expect the master to be here!" ”

The monk smiled and nodded.

Shulou Longsu said: "When I went to investigate the extreme sealed spiritual land where the pillars of Shenzhou were located, I was ambushed by evil spirits, and Xin Youcang came to help. ”

Mr. Fu Long thanked him and said, "Thank you Prime Minister for your help." ”

Cang Yi swept away the dust and stopped: "We should join hands for the same righteous path, not to mention that the dragon head and I are comrades who fight side by side." ”

Cang looked around, but saw that everyone was immense, and he could be unfathomable, so he continued: "Repair the pillars of Shenzhou, I should have gone together, but I can't rest assured that my fellow cultivator Mo Chenyin, his changes make me worried." ”

Thousands of years of initiates, Cang knows the temperament of Mochenyin, but it is what he has seen with his own eyes that he changed his foundation and betrayed Xuanzong. "He didn't say goodbye after he healed me, and I had to understand the reason for the change."

Cang's words were full of worry.

Qu Huaiqing said: "When it comes to repairing the pillars of Shenzhou, don't worry about the seniors. ”

Cangdao: "Many colleagues gather together to be worry-free. ”

At this moment, the light of the Buddha in the sky was dotted, and a figure in the Sanskrit singing was accompanied by a crisp poem: "There is no return to the bitter sea, I want to wake up and sleep, the future is like a dream, and the pillow is leisurely." ”

The Buddha's light condensed, and I saw that on the futon, a handsome barefoot Buddha man held his head with a pestle, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and faintly dimpleed with two dimples.

He closed his eyes tightly and said, "Friend Phoenix Ming, did you invite me here so that I could meet my friends?" ”

When the Buddha's eyes are opened and he gets up lightly, the Buddha's feet are stained with dust.

Phoenix Ming laughed: "I invited you to come, but I have a great merit to give you." ”

The reclining Buddha slept and his eyes swept on Cang's body: "Gather the four realms of suffering and extinguish the Dao, but I can't imagine that today I have most of them." ”

Cang Ji said: "Dao Realm Xuanzong Cang has seen the Destruction Realm Palm Wheel. ”

Phoenix Ming was surprised: "Oh, do you know a friend who sleeps on a pillow?" ”

Cang Dao: "I don't know the reclining Buddha, but I know the Palm Wheel of the Extinction Realm." ”

Yimian also continued: "I don't know Cang either, but I recognize the true qi of Dao Realm Xuanzong. After that, he turned back to the monk who played the piano and said, "Master, you have an aura that is familiar to me. ”

The monk was officially a monk and a Buddha, and he returned: "You, I also feel very familiar. ”

Fujido watched the eyes of the two monks converge, and suddenly goosebumps rose, and said: "It would be strange if a real monk saw a fake monk and was not familiar with it. ”