At the foot of Nanhua Mountain, on the podium of the Xiaoyao School Palace, Zhuangzi said the last sentence!

"This is my Emperor Ying, looking at the king of the world, good life and enlightenment! Looking at the people of the world, it is also good to be enlightened, although it is not the king of a country, but it can be the king of one's own heart! Abide by the truth, you can get away! Zhuangzi's body shook and he almost fell.

"Teacher!" Countless disciples of the Joyful Academy Palace suddenly burst into tears.

Because, as Zhuangzi finished talking about "Emperor Ying", Zhuangzi looked even weaker at the moment, and the gray air was emanating, as if the oil had run out and the lamp had dried up.

Zhuangzi also seemed to know that his limit was approaching, and looked at the countless crying people around him, revealing a gentle smile.

"Don't be sad, although I'm gone, there will be new people coming! The world of Pangu is endless, and no one must be missing! Zhuangzi smiled slightly.

"Daddy!" Deng Lingzi's eyes were red.

Not far away, many Zhuang clansmen also cried.

"Zhuang clan people, listen!" Zhuangzi suddenly spoke.

"In!" All the Zhuang clan members spoke one after another.

"After my death, the Zhuang clan is not allowed to seek benefits outside in my name, and try not to step out of Mengdi!" Zhuangzi seems to explain the aftermath.

"Yes!" All the Zhuang clansmen responded.

Since he was reincarnated here in this life, Zhuangzi naturally took care of it, and if the Zhuang clan people did not leave Mongolia, no matter how chaotic the countries in the world were, it should not be good to be too harsh on Mongolia.

"Listen to the disciples of the Xiaoyao Academy!" Zhuangzi spoke again.

"Teacher!" How many students looked at Zhuangzi together.

"After my death, all the rudders of the Xiaoyao School Palace will be dispersed, and it is not allowed to organize gatherings in my name, and it is not allowed to participate in the disputes in the world in my name, except for Nanhua Mountain and Xiaoyao School Palace, there will be no rudder in the world!" Zhuangzi spoke again.

Dissolve the forces of the Xiaoyao Academy?

In an instant, all the disciples widened their eyes, you must know that today's Xiaoyao School Palace is all over the world, this is the income of many years of business, but it can affect all countries in the world. Dissolution is disbanded?

Many disciples were anxious for a while, but this was Zhuangzi's own order, and no one dared to refute it at this time.

"Yes!" All the disciples wept.

After years of paying, once it was in vain, how many people are anxious, but there is no way.

It's not that Zhuangzi doesn't want to pass on the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Academy, but that Zhuangzi is worried that after his death, the Xiaoyao Academy will be controlled by Guiguzi, which will be a real disadvantage to the world.

Zhuangzi looked at the visitors from all directions.

"Everyone, thank you for your kindness, you have sent me so many life-prolonging treasures and elixirs, please take them back with you! Zhuang Zhou doesn't need it! Zhuangzi smiled slightly.

"Mr. Zhuangzi, since we brought it, we don't plan to bring it back, this is for you, no matter what happens to you in the future, it is yours!"

"Yes, whether it is useful to Mr. Zhuangzi or not, we want to express our hearts!"

"Please Mr. Zhuangzi, be sure to accept it!"

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A lot of people shouted.

Everyone was touched by Zhuangzi's morality, and regarded these treasures as dung.

Zhuangzi smiled slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, but, I, Zhuang Zhou, don't accompany the funeral objects, don't want anything!" ”

"Teacher?" The students were anxious.

Although I don't dare to say the word 'death', the teacher sees that the oil is running out and the lamp is dry, and we are doing our filial piety, can't we do it?

"Everyone, it's just death, what's the use of wanting your treasures to be buried? I already have the best, I take heaven and earth as coffins, time as a coffin, stars as pearls, everything is my burial, and I don't have enough things to bury? Why do you need to add these things? Zhuang Zhou smiled weakly.

At this moment, Zhuangzi is a little difficult to speak.

"Daddy!"

"Teacher!"

"Zhuangzi!"

Countless people were anxious.

"In this life, I am content. Zhuang Zhou, although there is no regret in death, we will never eat! Zhuangzi's eyes were tired, and he reluctantly said the last sentence, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Above the sky, Zhuangzi's Great Dao Roulette shattered and opened, and then the 1.5 million miles of Great Dao Sea instantly shattered and opened, and the sound resounded all over the world.

The avenue is shattered, this is, Zhuangzi is dead?

"Daddy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

"Zhou'er~~~~~~~~~~!"

"Teacher~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

"Zhuangzi ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Countless people cried and cried.

However, Zhuangzi sat on the pulpit, no longer breathing, and in Zhuangzi's body, because of death, a large amount of energy leaked out, turning into a butterfly that could only be measured and fluttering around Nanhua Mountain. Then, the butterfly seemed to be sensed by the Heavenly Dao, and at a very large speed, it quickly spread across the heavens and the earth.

Butterflies, butterflies, countless butterflies envelop the whole world. Zhuangzi died, and he turned into a butterfly?

"Boom!"

The sky roared continuously, and for a while, the entire world was shrouded in a layer of blood clouds, and blood clouds rained down.

The blood rain poured down, accompanied by bursts of wailing, and the common people suddenly felt a sense of great sadness.

"When the saint falls, heaven and earth mourn together? How, how is it possible? It's not ancient anymore, the way of heaven is broken, how can it be ......! King Qi looked at the sky in surprise.

At this moment, all the people of the world knew that Zhuangzi was dead.

"Mr. Zhuangzi, go all the way!"

"We will remember the great virtue of Zhuangzi!"

"The people of the world, don't forget Zhuangzi, may Zhuangzi teach me again in the next life!"

"Woooooooo

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All parts of the world are full of sad voices and sad breaths.

Because, a great virtuous saint in the world is gone, and Zhuangzi has been defending the world all his life, not only preaching to all beings in the world, but also fighting the ancient food tribe and defending the common people all his life.

At this moment, Zhuangzi died, and almost everyone in the world bowed in the direction of Nanhua Mountain.

Nanhua Mountain is even more crying. The whole world mourns!

In a dark hall.

Guiguzi sat behind the chessboard, looking at the butterflies flying in the sky and the rain of blood that fell.

"The avenue is shattered, the feathers are turned into butterflies, the sky rains blood, and the whole world is sad? Zhuangzi, you are really dead! It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that I can't play a game with you in this life. If you die, my game of chess, there will be no more restraints! Guiguzi looked at the chessboard in front of him and sighed slightly.

Qin State, Xianyang.

"Zhuangzi is dead? How can it be! Fusu was surprised.

King Qin looked at the sky and was slightly silent: "Zhuangzi is dead, it's a pity!" ”

Zhao Guo, Xiangfuzi looked at the sky, looking at the scene of the world's sorrow, but exhaled lightly: "Zhuangzi, you are finally dead?" Good, good! ”

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All countries in the world, when the whole world is in mourning. Some of the top powerhouses have their own thoughts.

Because of the existence of Zhuangzi, its great virtue is so great that the hundred schools of thought cannot raise their heads, and now that Zhuangzi is dead, the hundred schools of thought will surely flourish again, and this prosperity will affect the pattern of the whole world. The top powerhouses have already begun to deduce the next new situation.

Qi country, Jixia School Palace.

"Xunzi, you are here, I just said that I said that I finally invited you from Qufu Que to Jixia School Palace, I originally wanted you to preach, but Zhuangzi died, heaven and earth are sad, your sermon day is going to be postponed, I apologize to you!" A Jixia School Palace teacher came to apologize.

Xunzi out of the mountain, the first stop is Jixia School Palace. It's a pity that I encountered something in front of me.

Xunzi did not blame Jixia Xuegong for sacrificing wine, but looked at the sky and was silent for a while.

"Dad, the child has achieved Confucianism and Taoism, and he is waiting to be famous in the world, so I will go to see you, how can you ......!" Xunzi smiled wryly.

Xunzi was sad, but he also knew that Zhuangzi could travel through the future, and he was not too sad, just sighed.

"Dad, did you go back first? The child has just become an adult, I will uphold your will in this life, talk about the world, take the extermination of the ancient food tribe as my own responsibility, and carry forward the collection of Confucianism and Taoism! Your unfinished business will be completed by your children! Xunzi solemnly swore to the sky.

Korea. King Han looked at the 'Wang Zi Ling' in his hand.

"Zhuangzi is dead? What is the use of this token he gave? What's the use? King Han looked angry.

Not far away, the princes of South Korea, seeing the token given by Zhuangzi, lost their former enthusiasm.

The whole world is mourning for Zhuangzi!

Zhuangzi is a virtuous sage, even if according to his last wishes, there are no too valuable burial objects, but the funeral is also extremely grand.

All the disciples came back to participate in the funeral, and many nobles and scholars in the world came to mourn Zhuangzi, just to see the last side of Zhuangzi.

Perhaps, someone has come to determine the body of Zhuangzi.

There are only three days of blood rain and butterflies flying from the sky.

But it took a whole year for the world to return to normal life from the grief of Zhuangzi's death.

The rudder of the world's Xiaoyao School Palace has all been withdrawn, and the disciples of the Xiaoyao School Palace have scattered all over the world, and only a very small number of disciples have come to Nanhua Mountain to live in seclusion, where they study the doctrine of Zhuangzi and compile books for Zhuangzi.

The Zhuang clan did not take a step out of Nanhua Mountain.

Deng Lingzi also left Nanhua Mountain after keeping filial piety, and no one knew where she went.

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Three years later. Wei. Longyang Jun's mansion.

Long Yangjun sat behind the bookcase, and a subordinate stood in front of him.

"My lord, the king has issued a new decree, and I invite the lord to take a look!" The subordinate respectfully handed over a copy of the royal decree.

But it was the will of King Wei, but unfortunately it had not been conveyed yet, but it was in the hands of Long Yangjun.

Long Yangjun opened it and looked at it, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Who took this decree from the king?" ”

"Is it the new Grand Sikong?" The subordinate said respectfully.

"The new Grand Sikong? Hmph, it seems that there is something wrong with this person, and in three days, I will see him die unexpectedly! Long Yangjun said coldly.

"Yes!" The subordinate responded.

"What about this decree? It's already stamped with the king's seal! The subordinate was worried again.

Long Yangjun squinted his eyes and said, "Decree? What decree? ”

"Bang!"

The royal decree in the palm of his hand suddenly turned to ashes.

"Huh?" The subordinate was surprised.

"Okay, this is not what you have to care about, the king, I will go and persuade him!" Longyang Jun said lightly.

Long Yangjun is now in the Wei State, and the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition, even if the decree of the King of Wei is destroyed, it will be destroyed.

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded blankly.

"Why don't you leave? Anything else? Long Yangjun said in a deep voice.

"No, it's not, it's just ......!"

"What are you doing? If you have something to say, say it! ”

"Yes, yes, it's a fake son, he said he wanted to see the lord, let me bring a word, I ......!" The subordinate smiled bitterly.

Long Yangjun doesn't even pay attention to King Wei, the son of King Wei, Wei fake, will Long Yangjun care? I'm really talkative, so I shouldn't mention it.

When Long Yangjun heard Gongzi's fake summons, his expression suddenly turned solemn, and he immediately stood up and tidied up his appearance.

"Where's Childe?" Long Yangjun said eagerly.

"Huh?" The man said blankly.

"Childe is in ......!"

"Lead the way, quick!" Long Yangjun said suddenly.

"Huh? Be! The man looked dazed.

When he was taken out of a garden, Long Yangjun sent his subordinates away, and immediately tidied up his appearance again before stepping into the garden and walking to the garden pond.

At this moment, a three- or four-year-old child is sprinkling fish food into the pond.

"Meet Your Majesty...... and meet your son!" Long Yangjun said respectfully.