"Roar!"

In the spiritual world, the avenue is like a tiger, and as soon as the white tiger comes out, the world roars, and countless white animals crawl out of the crypt, so that the caterpillar's mood of these days suddenly comes to naught.

For a time, countless caterpillars suffered heavy casualties, and the caterpillars transformed by Wang Xiong, although they were able to resist other animals, but as soon as the white tiger came out, it was fierce and could not resist, and was suddenly knocked out by the white tiger, and the spikes on the body were also broken countless times.

"Bang!"

The biggest caterpillar that Wang Xiong had transformed knocked down a big tree, and Wang Xiong showed a look of self-deprecation.

That avenue is like a tiger, it was originally the place where I was most proud, but now, it has become my biggest obstacle!

If you want to deeply understand Taoism, you must abandon Confucianism.

Confucianism is based on humanity and the way of heaven is secondary! Taoism, on the other hand, is based on the way of heaven and secondary, and humanity is secondary.

On the contrary, the main and secondary thoughts happen to be the most conflicting thoughts, how can this make oneself enlightened? Enlightenment, you must accept it in the deepest part of your heart, and you can't accept it, how to enlighten?

The Great White Tiger is the embodiment of Wang Xiong's Confucianism, which is the most instinctively recognized reason.

How do you kill a white tiger yourself? Defeat the White Tiger?

Looking at this white tiger, Wang Xiong was bitter for a while, if he really became a white tiger, he was also a white tiger when he was defeated!

"I'm really cocooned!" Wang Xiong showed a wry smile.

The moment Wang Xiong sighed, his face suddenly stiffened.

"No, no, cocooning? Hoisted by his own petard? Hoisted by his own petard? Wang Xiong's pupils shrank suddenly.

"In order to understand Taoism, do I have to stifle my Confucianism? Although Confucianism and Taoism are in conflict with each other, there is no need for you to live or die! Wang Xiong suddenly thought of something.

"Cocooning and self-binding, yes, is to be cocooning and self-binding, Confucianism is not wrong, Taoism is not wrong, just opposites, just like the yin and yang of Taiji, yin and yang are opposite, but no one is wrong, each has its own truth. Why do you have to live or die? Wang Xiong's expression flashed.

"Now that I have learned Taoism, Confucianism interferes with me, why do I have to kill Confucianism? I can trap it first, cocoon myself, won't it? Restrain Confucianism, and then take a good look at Taoism, so that it will not be disturbed? Wang Xiong suddenly said excitedly.

All around, Confucianism is still on the rampage.

The caterpillar transformed by Wang Xiong roared: "Roar! ”

"Spit silk, tie up all these white animals, throw them into the crypt, spit silk, spit silk!" Wang Xiong snapped.

Suddenly, Wang Xiong gathered a large number of caterpillars and spit silk at a white rooster, and soon, the rooster was bound by the silk thread spit by the caterpillar and turned into a big cocoon.

"Yes, go on, keep recovering the lost ground as I go!" Wang Xiong snapped.

Although the white tiger over there was extremely fierce, Wang Xiong firmly believed that he would be able to tie it up, starting with ordinary animals and then dealing with the white tiger.

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Mengdi, Zhuang Zhou's home.

Zhuang Zhou just read the fragment of the Analects, and suddenly, the righteous qi of the whole body appeared out of thin air, and the growth was much more than the black qi just now.

Reading the "Analects" seemed to be able to form a kind of resonance, which stunned the Zhuang father on the side.

Zhuang Zhou also felt that this Analect seemed to be his heartfelt words.

For a while, Haoran righteousness suppressed all the moral black qi on his body.

After reading all of these "Analects", Zhuang Zhou will already be able to memorize them all, and even integrate them.

"Zhou'er, how do you feel?" Father Zhuang looked at Zhuang Zhou worriedly.

Zhuang Zhou looked at his worried father, shook his head and smiled: "Dad, I know what you're worried about!" ”

"Huh?"

"That's right, I feel that the Confucian classics can resonate with me, and even understand them instantly, but I won't be addicted, I will still carefully study the Taoist classics!" Zhuang Zhou shook his head.

"Why?" Father Zhuang was puzzled.

"The fragments of the Analects are good, and I can understand them thoroughly, but, there are too few Confucian books, and I can only achieve this fragment, but Taoist thought is different, I have more Taoist classics, although the enlightenment is not as thorough as Confucianism, and it conflicts with Confucianism, but, because there are many classics, I can go further, and I will try to understand Taoist thought!" Zhuang Zhou said with reluctance.

"Zhou'er......!" Father Zhuang didn't know what to say.

"Even if it's just for my father, I must study hard, although there are many Taoist ideas that I reject, but, if you think about it carefully, there is still some truth, as for Confucianism, I don't exclude it, I can put it there, and use it to compare with the Taoist thought I learned, I don't deny Confucianism, but, I won't go all out to recognize Confucianism!" Zhuang Zhou said.

Zhuang Zhou's mentality at this moment is consistent with the mentality of Wang Xiong in the spiritual world towards the white tiger!

Don't deny it, don't admit it, first suppress it aside, and go all out to comprehend Taoist thought!

Zhuang Zhou's idea made Zhuang's father extremely pleased.

"Okay, okay, my good Zhou'er, dad will cook food for you two mothers and sons!" Father Zhuang immediately said happily.

"Hmm!" Zhuang Zhou nodded.

After putting down the fragment of the Analects, Zhuang Zhou continued to understand the Taoist classics he had read these days.

Wang Xiong for the promise of Lao Tzu, Zhuang Zhou for the affection of his parents.

Zhuang Zhou and Wang Xiong, although the two consciousnesses face different things, they are both moving towards the same goal. Reality illuminates dreams, and dreams illuminate reality.

For a while, Wang Xiong and Zhuang Zhou seemed to be unable to distinguish each other, and they were fighting hard for the sake of their hearts.

When dreaming at night, Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was a caterpillar called Wang Xiong.

led countless caterpillars to bind the countless white animals that crawled out of the crypt with silk, and then threw them all back into the crypt.

Except for Wang Xiong, the caterpillar, all the other caterpillars are also constantly getting bigger and stronger, constantly cleaning up all the animals around them.

Zhuang Zhou stayed at home for more than half a month during the Chinese New Year, and saw that it was about to be time for school to start.

In their sleep, the caterpillar army had sent all the animals back to the crypt, leaving the white tiger, the extremely powerful white tiger.

At this moment, Wang Xiong led the caterpillar army to collide with the white tiger.

"Boom!"

The white tiger is too strong, and although the caterpillar army is like a sea, the white tiger fled in all directions, and in the process of jumping, the caterpillars flew and trampled to death.

Even Wang Xiong, the biggest caterpillar, is no match for the White Tiger.

The white tiger is 100 zhang big, and the largest caterpillar is only 10 zhang in size, where is its opponent?

After a big battle, the caterpillar was beaten even more fiercely and flew in all directions. The White Tiger won a big victory.

Wang Xiong was defeated by his own Great Dao White Tiger, and his face was also ugly for a while.

Countless caterpillars gathered.

"We gather the power of all insects, and we spit out enough silk to bind the white tiger, but, unfortunately, the white tiger is too high, bind the bottom, can't bind the top, if from top to bottom, it would be good to bind the white tiger in all directions!" There's a caterpillar that pity.

"Yes, the White Tiger is just relying on him to be bigger than us, if we are as big as him, he can still win us?"

"Not as big as a white tiger, if only we could fly!"

"Fly? yes, if only I could fly! ”

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The caterpillars were talking.

As the leader of the caterpillars, Wang Xiong's expression suddenly moved.

"Fly? Why can't we fly? We can fly! Wang Xiong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Fly?" All the caterpillars look curious.

"White Tiger? Let him be arrogant for a while, and when I turn into a chrysalis, a chrysalis emerges into a butterfly, and breaks out of the cocoon, it will be the time when we completely solve the white tiger! There was a wave of determination in Wang Xiong's eyes.

Wang Xiong quickly devoured a large amount of leaves, and together with a group of caterpillars, in a hidden place, turned into a pupa.

This time, a mysterious force appears in the chrysalis to completely change the caterpillar's body structure.

Zhuang Zhou is Wang Xiong, although he does not have Wang Xiong's consciousness, but the whole person has been brought into the role of Wang Xiong. turned into a chrysalis, but it made Zhuang Zhou feel extremely magical.

"Wake up, it's time to go to private school!" Zhuang's father woke Zhuang Zhou up.

Zhuang Zhou woke up, still immersed in the moment of becoming a pupae, and rubbed his eyes: "Didn't I become a pupae?" ”

"What a chrysalis, Zhou'er, it's just spring, and the snow hasn't melted yet! Where did the chrysalis come from? Father Zhuang smiled.

"Dad, I dreamed that I became a caterpillar, and the caterpillar became a chrysalis again!" Zhuang Zhou said suddenly.

"Hahahaha, dreaming of becoming a caterpillar?" Father Zhuang laughed.

"Really!" Zhuang Zhou was anxious.

"Okay, okay, I believe in you, haha, Zhou'er, it's time to go to Gujing Private School, originally, with your talent, you don't need to go to Gujing Private School at all, but, your mother and I always want you to become more confident, get up from where you fall, go, go to school, use your doctrine and thoughts, make all the people who laugh at you ashamed, and give them a slap in the face!" Father Zhuang suddenly laughed.

"Huh? Oh! Zhuang Zhou said in a daze.

Although Zhuang Zhou knew that he would repay his grievances directly, but, for the first time, Zhuang Zhou was a little twisted after all, and he had been ridiculed too much over the years.

Father Zhuang is not worried about Zhuang Zhou, because, sooner or later, such a thing will be experienced, and with Zhuang Zhou's ideological atmosphere, the plague monarch who poisoned himself that day is not an opponent, and ordinary people can't hurt Zhuang Zhou at all.

This time, I went back to Gujing Private School and let myself face it.

Zhuang Zhou cleaned up after Zhuang's father, and after breakfast, he went to Gujing Private School.

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Mengdi, a place where the snow has not melted.

A group of men in purple robes dug through some snow and soil and found the Plague King's clothes.

Even though Father Zhuang was very careful, Taoism still has the means to track it after all.

A group of purple-clothed people carefully inspected the plague king's clothes, and their faces were ugly.

"The plague lord is dead, turned into a pool of blood?"

"According to the news we inquired, the plague king was seriously injured by Bian Que, but he did not die, and he has fled here!"

"Dead? Turned into a puddle of blood? What a miserable death! ”

"No one can kill my Yang Zhu Xuegong disciple, even if this disciple is not successful, I Yang Zhu Xuegong can only deal with it myself!"

"Killing the plague king is a capital crime!"

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The faces of the purple-clothed people were gloomy.

"Can the cause of death be found?" One asked.

"According to the breath left around, it should also be the means of my Taoist thoughts, as if the means in the Tao Te Ching, but I can't understand that the Tao Te Ching is unspeakably expensive, how did it become so evil and vicious?"

"Is it the hand of someone who has learned Taoist thought?"

"Probably right!"

"Are there any people around here who have learned Taoist thought?" The purple-clothed man said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't seem to be, here is a poor and remote place, where can there be people with Taoist ideas and doctrines? Is it passing by? ”

"Probably not, otherwise it wouldn't be so clumsy to handle this clothes, but unfortunately, the footprints have been covered with heavy snow and turned into snow again!"

"I have a place in mind?" A man in purple said suddenly.

"Oh?"

"Nearby, there is an Gujing private school, which was assigned by my Yang Zhu Xue Palace, where I was taught Taoist knowledge, if I can give birth to a Taoist ideological atmosphere, I am afraid it can only be the Gujing private school!" The man in purple said.

"Furui Private School?" Everyone's expressions moved.

"Let's go, go to Gujing Private School! Find the murderer who killed the plague lord and correct the law on the spot! The purple-clothed man said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" A group of purple-clothed men shouted in response.

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The man in purple didn't leave for long.

Another group of white-clothed people came to the front, and the person at the head was the famous leader, Hui Shi.

Hui Shi led a group of people to lurk in the dark and heard everything the people in purple said.

"The Plague King is dead?" A man in white wondered.

Hui Shi looked at the clothes of the plague monarch on the ground, and his face was slightly gloomy: "No wonder these days, I haven't felt the breath of the plague monarch, and I really died!" ”

"Keiko? So let's stop there? A man in white asked curiously.

"No, the Taoists have a way to seize the house, in case the plague king fakes his death, let's also go to the Gujing private school to have a look!" Hui Shi said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" A group of famous disciples responded.