Song Kingdom, a certain snowy mountain top in Monti! At this moment, there was a group of people in white, the first of whom was quite thin, but his eyes seemed to have a hole in the mystery of the world, and he stroked a small handful of goatees, looking at the snowy and frozen ground in the distance.

A group of white-clothed people behind him showed respectful expressions, and one of them asked: "Keiko, now, Great Qin is powerful, and you are presiding over the consolidation of various countries against Great Qin, but at this time, you have come to ...... us!" ”

The man in white stroked his goatee and said lightly: "I, Hui Shi, although I am appreciated by King Wei, I am also the head of the famous family!" The plague king led people, poisoned my famous disciples many times, and now, the plague king slaughtered Bian Que Pavilion, but he was seriously injured and fled, it was the time to beat the water dog, and when he escaped to Yang Zhu Xue Palace, we can no longer do it, now, he fled to the Song Kingdom Mengdi, how can I let him run? ”

"Disciple for the brothers and sisters who were killed by the plague king, thank you Keiko!" The people in white immediately said respectfully.

Now, Hui Shi is persuading the King of Wei to unite the countries of Qi and Chu to fight against Great Qin! It was an extremely busy time, and at this time, he actually made a special trip to avenge the disciples of the famous family, and for this famous leader, all the famous disciples were extremely moved.

"It's just, why did my tracking method get here, and suddenly there is no contact?" Hui Shi frowned and looked at the vast snow in front of him.

The plague monarch escaped all the way from the Bian Que Pavilion, and the tracking technique he sensed turned out to be not Bian Que's hand, but from the leader of the famous family, Hui Shi.

"Disperse, find me, the plague king will either die, or he will still be here!" Hui Shi said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" A group of famous disciples responded.

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A palace land.

In the palace, there was a group of people in purple robes, whose clothes were almost the same as those of the plague king.

One of the old purple-robed men said in a deep voice, "Just now, the Gu worm with the same fate as the Gu worm in the Plague Monarch's body died!" ”

"Same fate Gu? He's dead? That plague lord ......! The people in purple robes were surprised.

"The Plague King may be dead too! I want you to go and find out immediately who dares to kill my disciples of Yang Zhu Xue Palace! The old man said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" A group of people in purple robes responded.

Taoism has a Taoist method of finding people, even if it is a dead person, as long as there is a clue, he is confident that he can find it!

A group of purple-clothed people immediately rushed to the direction of Bian Que Pavilion to investigate first.

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Monti!

Zhuang's father carried the unconscious Zhuang Zhou on his back, carried pheasants and hares, and walked back to his home step by step.

As for the empty clothes left by the plague king, Father Zhuang can be regarded as having seen the world, picked up his storage bag, and buried his clothes with soil and snow.

The dealer is already having a hard time, and the dealer doesn't want to leave any more troubles.

Seeing that Zhuang Zhou just fell asleep, he finally put his mind at ease.

"Zhou'er, you have already realized the idea of doctrine, my son, my most precious child!" Father Zhuang walked all the way home, his eyes slightly moistened.

Back then, when Zhuang's father himself understood the doctrine and thoughts, and condensed the ideological breath, he was still in front of him, and when he realized the ideological breath, the whole family celebrated, how many people came to scold themselves, high-spirited, and did not put everything in their eyes, at that time, it was much older than Zhuang Zhou!

Now, Zhuang Zhou has also realized the breath of thought, and Zhuang's father is both happy and self-blaming.

blamed himself, he shouldn't have taken Zhuang Zhou out, so that he encountered such a danger, fortunately, fortunately, Zhou Er was fine.

With the exhaustion of the whole body, he stepped into the house weakly. The movement of opening the door immediately alarmed Zhuang's mother.

Zhuang's mother suddenly ran out.

"Why did you come out, you haven't recovered yet, it's cold outside!" Father Zhuang suddenly said anxiously.

"Where have you been, I can't find you anywhere, woooooooooo Zhuang's mother immediately threw herself into Zhuang's father's arms and cried.

"It's okay, it's back, it's back!" Zhuang's father hugged his wife, and a flash of happiness flashed in his eyes.

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Zhuang Zhou didn't know when he woke up.

"Daddy, I'm hungry!" Zhuang Zhou woke up and shouted first.

Father Zhuang showed a happy smile: "Okay, my son is fine, I'll go and eat!" ”

Zhuang Zhou, who got up, ate a lot of meat. The parents watched from the sidelines, looking happy, until Zhuang Zhou was full and burped.

"In the future, you are not allowed to go to the mountains!" Mother Zhuang suddenly looked at Father Zhuang.

"If you don't go, you won't go if you kill me!" Zhuang's father still has palpitations.

It's not that I'm afraid of danger, but I'm afraid that something will happen to Zhuang Zhou and his wife.

"Dad, how did I get back?" Zhuang Zhou said curiously.

"Do you remember what happened earlier?" Father Zhuang said worriedly.

"Me? I remember, the man pierced my arm with his fingernails, and then I don't remember, what happened? Zhuang Zhou said curiously.

Obviously, Zhuang Zhou's moral black gas made a move, and Zhuang Zhou himself was not impressed.

Father Zhuang exhaled lightly and nodded: "It's okay if you don't remember!" ”

"What happened next?"

"It's nothing, the man's family, took him away!" Father Zhuang lied.

"Huh? Picked up by his family! Zhuang Zhou was speechless for a while, this was different from what he thought.

"Well, Zhou'er, that person deliberately confessed, I don't want to be known by others, otherwise it will be very embarrassing, so I promised him, don't let him lose face, we can't say anything about him when we go into the mountains to see him, I can do it, can you do it?" Father Zhuang is kind and seductive.

"Shame? I know how sad it is to lose face, and I promise not to say it! Zhuang Zhou also patted his chest and said.

"Okay, my good son, my father also found you some books, during this time of vacation, don't go to private school, just study hard!" Father Zhuang said suddenly.

"Hmmm! Dad, mother, don't worry, I will definitely fight for you, study hard, and go to the Qi Guoji School Palace in the future to avenge you! Zhuang Zhou said solemnly.

"Good, good!" The parents smiled knowingly.

The storage bag of the plague monarch was brought back by Zhuang's father, and the difficulties of the family were also relieved a little.

What's more, there are a large number of books in the storage bag, which is great news for Zhuang's father.

However, Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother were also cautious, not taking them all out at once, but taking them out one by one, trying not to attract the attention of others.

Even if Zhuang Zhou doesn't quite approve of these Taoist classics in his heart, he is still forcing himself to read and understand them for the sake of his parents.

Zhuang Zhou rejected Wang Xiong's Confucianism because it was too strong, but as the caterpillar transformed by Wang Xiong in the spiritual world continued to defeat termites, Zhuang Zhou eliminated the instinctive dependence on Confucianism in his body, and gradually accepted these Taoist thoughts.

The more Zhuang Zhou accepted Taoist thought, the caterpillar transformed by Wang Xiong in the spiritual world became more and more powerful, Zhuang Zhou was the caterpillar, and the caterpillar was Zhuang Zhou, and the two complemented each other.

Because he no longer rejects it, Zhuang Zhou's talent is slowly brought into play, and he never forgets it, and the ability to never forget is that Zhuang's father and Zhuang's mother are incredible.

"That mediocre teacher of Gujing Private School, my son is so smart, he still arranges my son, and arranges my son!" Mother Zhuang was immediately angry.

"Mr. Private School, there is still a role of Mr. Private School!" Father Zhuang smiled.

"My son is surrounded by black air, that is the breath of thought, that mediocre teacher, is there it?" Zhuang Mu said suddenly.

"No, definitely not, hahaha, hahahaha! It seems that there is no need to go to that private school anymore! I'm going to tell Big Brother about them! Father Zhuang also said happily.

"Don't!" Mother Zhuang suddenly stopped.

"How?"

"Have you forgotten how hard it was to borrow a bowl of meat from them these days? Have you forgotten their faces? "Zhuang's mother is angry.

"But, after all, it's my brother, and besides, the clan also gave me a pork leg, which I gave to Mr. Private School, so I can't blame them!" Father Zhuang said distressedly.

looked at Zhuang's father, and Zhuang's mother could only sigh. After all, the Zhuang family is too poor. Each family divided some meat, and they lost it, and other people's families waited for the meat to be cooked.

"Okay, okay, I won't complain about your brothers, but, private school, let's let Zhou'er go again, hmph, I can't get used to that private school gentleman, I say I'm stupid all day long, and I connive at other children to laugh at my son, why? Let my son use his thoughts and slap them in the face, otherwise, I'm sorry for the pig's leg in our family, and I'm sorry for your father and son who risked death to fight in the mountains! Mother Zhuang gritted her teeth and said.

"Okay!" Father Zhuang agreed.

Zhuang Zhou has been reading Taoist classics more and more, his understanding is becoming more and more profound, and the black qi around him is becoming more and more intense.

At the same time, in the spiritual world.

The caterpillar transformed by Wang Xiong also reached the size of one zhang, like a giant beast, swallowing the leaves of the mountains and forests, and at the same time, other caterpillars also grew up because of the growth of Zhuang Zhou's yin breath.

The termites have been wiped out by the caterpillar army.

However, the caterpillar crawled out of the burrow, and all kinds of white animals kept crawling out.

First beetles, cicadas, then mice, cats, dogs, etc., are all white, and they all have a heroic and righteous body.

Wang Xiong understood that the white animals in this crypt still represented Confucianism.

Zhuang Zhou in this life, if he infiltrates the Taoist enlightenment, he must suppress the instinctive breath of Confucianism and Taoism in his body, and he and the caterpillar army are constantly helping him eliminate the instinctive breath of Confucianism and Taoism, extinguish, extinguish, extinguish!

The more Confucianism and Taoism are destroyed, the more Zhuangzi accepts Taoist thought.

That is, the storage bag of the plague king, most of which are Taoist doctrines.

Zhuang Zhou's thoughts became more and more profound, and Wang Xiong led the caterpillar army to eliminate more and more white animals.

The crypt is endless, and Wang Xiong is also killing continuously, at this moment, Wang Xiong seems to no longer need to eat leaves, listening to Zhuang Zhou's Daoyin, he can continue to grow.

"That's it, that's it, keep going, keep going, keep going!" Wang Xiong is looking forward to it.

In the outside world, everything is going on in an orderly manner, and for a few days and nights, Zhuang Zhou has already shorted most of the books brought by the plague king.

"Dad, is there anything else?" Zhuang Zhou looked at his father.

"There's one more fragment, and it's ......!" Zhuang's father was a little worried and didn't know whether to give it to his son.

"Give it to me!"

"However, this is a fragment of the Confucian classic "Analects"!" Father Zhuang hesitated.

"Analects?" Zhuang Zhou's eyes lit up.

"Yes, Analects, but all you read now are Taoist books, will it be ...... to suddenly read Confucian books?" Father Zhuang said with some concern.

Zhuang's father knows Zhuang Zhou best, Zhuang Zhou seems to instinctively comprehend Confucianism, these years are just helpless to see Taoist thought, now, Taoist learning has been fruitful, can you see it now?

"Dad, it's okay, I can take a look, I'll ...... in moderation!" Zhuang Zhou said.

"Okay!" Father Zhuang nodded.

He reached out and handed the fragment of the Analects to Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't wait to grasp it in his hand and read it, the first part of the Analects. Learn first.

"Zi said: 'Learn and learn from time to time, don't you also say! It's fun to have friends from afar! People don't know and are not ashamed, and they are not gentlemen! Zhuang Zhou read.

Just read the first sentence, and suddenly, Zhuang Zhou seemed to feel resonance.

At the same time, the spiritual world.

Wang Xiong's army of caterpillars is killing all sides. When all the Confucian animals were suppressed, a loud roar suddenly came from the depths of the crypt.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A tiger roared to the sky, and the whole heaven and earth suddenly turned white.

"The road is like a tiger?" Wang Xiong exclaimed.

"Boom!"

A hundred-foot white tiger crawled out of the depths of the crypt, and the moment it crawled out, the heavens and the earth changed color.

This is the atmosphere of Confucianism, and the avenue of Confucius is like a tiger.

That is, Wang Xiong's proudest Confucianism in the past, like a tiger? The ferocity was monstrous, and the tiger roared and the wind swept countless caterpillars away.

The large caterpillar where Wang Xiong was located was also blown by the wind, as if it was blown out at any time.

"Oops!" Wang Xiong's face changed.

PS: Confucius's Confucianism is just the opposite of Zhuangzi's Taoism, Confucius is to respect Zhou etiquette, set order, and sages set filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, loyalty, and faith for the people, and establish the direction of Datong society. On the contrary, Zhuangzi believes that saints do not die, and thieves do not stop, that is, there are no rules and order. Follow the way of heaven, not humanity, and then everything can be good.

Because the ideas of Zhuangzi and Confucius are very opposed, therefore, during the period of watching chess in Zhuangzi, he borrowed Zhuangzi's dream butterfly to wash away Wang Xiong's Confucian will, otherwise, it is not easy to write next, although the story of the caterpillar is monotonous, but it is the process of Wang Xiong's and Zhuangzi's ideological changes.

Tomorrow will turn into a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng, and Wang Xiong's consciousness will be one!