At the right time, the main gate opened, and the kilometer red carpet showed its glory.

Waiting for the whip to sound, the music is rising, and the twelve ceremonial officials tell heaven and earth together.

Outside the red carpet, dozens of scholars were solemn, and thousands of students were waiting for them.

At the end of the red carpet, except for the archery Qu Huaiyu, who was responsible for repairing the pillars, the remaining five deacons: Tai Shihou, the deacon of the Ministry of Rites, Yang Sen, the deacon of the Book Department, Situ Yan, the deacon of the Imperial Department, Rao Beifeng, the deacon of several departments, and Yue Lingxi, the deacon of the music department, were dressed together.

On the periphery, the heroes of all walks of life were also silent, and the flame-like commotion in their hearts was also calmed down under the solemn and solemn posture of Xuehai Wuyan.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being the head of the Confucian sect, and such a formation has the strength to suppress heaven and earth." With unique skills, he will naturally not be willing to be ordinary, and he will naturally attract heroes from all walks of life to come, but he will not dare to cause trouble under this majesty.

"This is Confucianism?" The big red robe and his life were mixed in the crowd, looking around at the Jianghu guests.

"Not all, today's Confucianism, the leader is indeed endless." He covered the corners of his mouth with a folding fan and talked to the big red robe in a low voice.

"Well, why don't you see the moon river?" In just a few days, the image was profound, and he was not seen when he looked at the big red robe.

"Although he can be extraordinary, but his status is lowly in the sea of learning, and naturally there will be no him above the canon." A lifetime of suspense explained.

"Hey, what's that saying?" For the explanation of his life, Da Hong Pao was stunned and couldn't understand, isn't it the respect of the strong?

………

"Hum...""Hum...""Hum...""Hum...""Hum

The bell rang nine times in a row, the whip sounded three times, and the twelve musicians played the drum together, which was the return of the sect.

At the end of the red carpet, a golden rain fell from the sky, and a person strolled over.

"Now if you are gone, you will be gone, and if you are looking for it, there will be no time. I was born without covering, and I took off the clouds as a monk's robe. At the sound of the trumpet, the man gradually approached.

Wearing a cloud robe, holding a golden bowl, hanging colorful glow on his chest, and stepping on sun and moon shoes, although he is dressed as a monk, he can't cover the handsome and elegant atmosphere of the Confucian scholar.

Seeing the people coming clearly, the crowd was in an uproar.

"I really became a monk."

"Oh my God, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

There are countless down-and-out Confucian students who lost their eyes and their bodies were paralyzed on the ground: "Humiliating... Sven, insulting Sven! ”

"Confucian sages, open your eyes...", some of them were angry and angry, and they rushed straight to their viscera, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Taishi Hou saw that the confidant of the sect was dressed as a Buddhist, and he felt that the anger in his heart was constantly surging. "How dare he?"

Yue Jiangliu saw that Tai Shi Hou's face was full of iron, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Tai Shi Hou: "Daddy, calm down." ”

Yang Sen saw that the crowd was angry, and even the Confucian students began to exchange heads and ears with unkind eyes.

As the host, Yang Sen smiled and stepped forward to hug the string bosom friend, and said loudly: "Oh, my friend, welcome back." ”

He pulled the confidant of the sect leader to the stage and said to the moon lingxi: "Le Deacon, the sect leader is fortunate from afar, take the sect commander down to change clothes." ”

Xian Zhiyin nodded at the deacons and said, "I don't need to change my clothes." ”

"Abandoning the sky and destroying the world, you have made contributions to disaster relief, I am very pleased!"

At this moment, I saw an elderly Confucian student, rushing through the sea of people to the front, holding the tablet of the Holy Master in both hands, and shouted loudly: "Slow, I have something to ask this "master"? ”

Xuehai Law Enforcer shot out with a sharp sword and blocked the stage. And the old Confucian did not change his face in the face of the sword, did not avoid it, and let the blood on his chest be dripping, but forced the sword-wielding Confucian to retreat step by step.

Someone in the crowd asked, "Who is that, he is dying?" ”

"He is the dean of Xiping Academy, and I heard that the swordsmanship of raising my hand makes it superb."

……

"Stand down!" Tai Shihou's eyes were fierce, and his backhand sleeve brought up a cold wind.

The old Confucian did not dodge or dodge, and took Taishi Hou's trick hard, allowing the blood to flow down the corners of his mouth in severe pain in the five organs.

The scene was in an uproar, and countless Confucian students rushed forward one after another.

"Stop." In the face of the angry Confucian students, the old Confucian students stopped drinking.

Xian Zhiyin came to the stage and wanted to support the crumbling old Confucian student, but the old Confucian pushed him away and staggered to the stage.

He straightened his clothes and respectfully placed the spiritual seat of the most holy master of Confucianism on the table.

"One hundred and eighty-two scholars from Wuxiping Academy, in order to promote the etiquette of the world, entered the WTO twice and sacrificed their lives. In this Shenzhou disaster, in order to escort the 30,000 victims of the Xiqing Kingdom, another 128 students died. In order to magnify Confucianism and make the world a state of etiquette to live and work in peace and contentment. "Every sentence of the old Confucian is the glory of the disciples with flesh and blood.

Yes, the Confucian world can be achieved by suppressing the world by one sect. But in the Confucianism, the nameless Confucian students who have gone forward and succeeded are silently dedicated.

"If you sacrifice more, I will never regret it. And now, cough cough cough ......" Before the words were finished, the old Confucian had an internal injury, and the palm of his mouth was covered with blood.

"Amitabha, safflower and white lotus root and green lotus leaves, the three religions were originally one. Your sacrifice in this life will be fruitful in the next. "String bosom friend clasped his hands together.

"Hahaha!" The old Confucian laughed wildly while coughing up blood, and countless Confucian students in the audience looked sad, they couldn't see that this old Confucian had returned to the light.

"Ever since I set foot on the sea of learning, someone has given me news. I know that I am just a chess piece, but I am willing, I want to see how you, a Confucian thief, face the Confucian master who raised you and taught you, and how you face the Confucian students in the hall. The old Confucian face flushed, pointed to the holy card on the table, and his voice became higher and higher, and finally stopped abruptly when he came to the peak.

"Alas," Tai Shihou stepped forward and helped the old Confucian who was about to fall.

Finally, the old Confucian slowly closed his eyes in the arms of Taishi Hou. Taishi Hou closed his eyes for the old Confucian student, and sighed in a low voice: "I have already let you leave the endless sea of learning, why do you insist on doing this?" ”

"Teacher, teacher, why?" The Confucian students in the audience wailed, and some slowly knelt down.

"Wonderful, wonderful?" At this moment, several great monks walked out.

These great monks are the people who were cut off by the Buddha's son who established the "No Buddha Temple".

The leading monk asked, "I don't know where the master in front of me is, what the master is, and what are the scriptures you read?" ”

In the midst of suffering, in order to keep Buddhism pure, it is very strict to become a disciple of Buddhism.

The Guru passed on the precepts, and everything was rooted in the promulgation.

Xian Zhiyin said: "The poor monk worships my Buddha and takes refuge in the Three Jewels. ”

The so-called refuge in the Three Jewels is not to worship the Buddha, but to worship the Dharma, to wholeheartedly support the Buddha's program, to abide by the Buddha's precepts, to fulfill the obligations of the Buddha, to carry out the Buddha's decisions, and to strictly abide by the Buddha's discipline. (Isn't this thing familiar, yes, this is the oath of our party.) I feel that taking refuge in the Three Jewels and the oath of our party actually mean the same thing. ）

The monk suddenly laughed: "It turns out that the master has never entered my Buddhism. ”

"However, the breadth of my Buddha Gate is fateful, I can shave your degree for you and lead you into my Buddha Gate." The light tone made many Confucian students feel ashamed and angry.

Tai Shihou finally couldn't help it, and snorted coldly: "The land of learning the sea does not tolerate traitors and presumptuousness. ”

For Tai Shi Hou's domineering, the monk was still afraid of three points, and killing people in front of him was right in front of him: "Tai Shi Hou, we are people from Buddhism..."

At this time, the Confucian sect was already red-eyed, and when the two of them saw the evil spirit in their hearts, they suddenly became confused: "The master is going to become a monk, and we are waiting in the temple." ”

After hurriedly speaking, the two of them left quickly in the resentment of thousands of students.

"Stay for 10,000 years, why did the Church become like this?" A student grabbed his classmate's arm and asked with tears in his eyes.

Stay for 10,000 years with his fists in his hands, his teeth clenched, but he couldn't say a word.

……

At this moment, the golden light was shining, a heroic righteousness was like the sun, and the proud poem was even louder: "Words Jiuchen, wave your sleeves and wind and clouds." The rivers and mountains are sinking, with Yixing, the negative hands are fixed, and the pale yellow is light. ”

In the solemnity, a man and a sword fell from the sky, and a Confucian shirt was chic but his eyebrows were killed. The person who came was the Confucian saint Si Yuntianwang and the ink poured into the pool.

The moment he stepped on the ground, the wind overflowed, except for the five Confucian orders and the string bosom friends, the people present retreated one after another.

The officials and officials also have the right to discuss punishment and reward, and to hold the right to rise and fall.

As the Holy Secretary of Confucianism, Mo Dumping Chi originally needed to take on the responsibility of the prosperity of Confucianism.

Although the boundless sea of learning is not a line of Confucianism and Mingde, it is also a Confucian, and the ink pouring pool cannot allow insults to happen.

I saw that the sword bag of the ink pouring pool was overflowing, and with a "sonorous" sound, he inserted it in front of the string bosom friend when he was clearly recruiting Shengdeng, and pointed with his hand: "Insult the sect, you kill yourself!" ”

In the crowd, the big red robe's eyes stared directly at the confidant of the sect commander, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

………

The Extreme Sealed Spirit Land was originally a place where heaven and earth were beautiful, but it turned into a Jedi in the impact of the destruction of the Divine Pillar.

"The Divine Pillar here corresponds to the fire of the four elements, the Divine Pillar is broken, the inner fire element follows the leyline, and the thousands of miles of peaks turn into a mountain of flames." Mr. Fu Long introduced.

Phoenix Ming looked at the blazing mountain and said, "If you want to replenish the Divine Pillar, you must extract and gather the fire yuan qi that flows for thousands of miles and melts into the earth's veins, and there is no room for a trace of disturbance in the middle." ”

The reclining Buddha leaned on the futon, looking nonchalant: "I believe in what you can do, friend?" ”

Phoenix Ming laughed and said, "How can I let my friend down you?" Look at my..."

"Drink...", with a short drink, accompanied by the heavenly Dao light, I saw a huge fire phoenix rushing out from the top of Phoenix Ming's head.

The head is like the sky, the eyes are like the sun, the back is like the moon, the wings are like the wind, the feet are like the earth, and the tail is like the weft. In the eyes of Mr. Fu Long, it is such a divine horse.

The fire phoenix snorted, flew over the sea of fire, and sucked it suddenly, and a piece of fire turned into a tongue of fire and was sucked into the stomach.

The reclining Buddha sat up gently, and Yuan Gong secretly said, "Friend, this is going to be desperate." ”