"Ruixue Zhaofeng year, this is a good sign!"

Outside the camp in the south of the Yangtze River, the snow was fluttering, and an old man in a purple robe stood with his hands in his hands.

If there are Confucian children here, they can recognize this old man at a glance, it is the contemporary head of the Meng family, known as Meng Xianlin, one of the double walls of Confucianism.

And behind Meng Xianlin, there were four old men standing, all wearing crowns, and their momentum was not bad.

These people are all the heads of each family in the seventy-two sages.

In all fairness, they are the real decision-makers of Confucianism, representing the Confucian Temple in every word and deed, and the so-called families in the south of the Yangtze River are just the last generation in front of these sage families.

"The land of the Southern Barbarians borders Jiaozhou, and after the White Lotus Sect uprising, it occupied Jiaozhou and Jing Erzhou, which was protracted, and the barbarians saw the opportunity and were a little unwilling to be lonely. Now, the White Lotus Sect is at the end of its rope, and those who should jump out have all jumped out, and it will be no good to drag it out any longer, it's time to deal with them. ”

Meng Xianlin stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the heavy snow fluttering outside, and his eyes showed a sad and pitiful look.

"Meng Lao is for the country and the people, it is really a blessing for the people, and we have admired it for a long time."

The heads of the four sage families clasped their fists and saluted, as if they were deeply touched.

"Poof..."

In the next second, the picture of serving the public was ruined by a sneer.

Meng Xianlin frowned slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Mr. Wang, what are you laughing at?" ”

"I thought of a very funny joke, and I couldn't hold back for a while." Wang Xu was wearing a Confucian costume and replied with a smile.

This is the Jiangnan camp, the bridgehead of the imperial court against the White Lotus Sect, and the camp where two million soldiers and horses are located.

In order to avoid the Southern Barbarians going north, the White Lotus Sect Rebellion, which had been stalemate for six years, finally came to the time of the First World War.

Wang Xu came uninvited, just for the final battle.

Calculating the time, it has been two days since he arrived here, and the chief general of the Confucian commander of the Jiangnan battalion, he has already seen seven, seven, eight, eight.

But the more he saw it, the more he found that it was actually difficult to live up to his fame, whether it was Meng Xianlin, who was known as the Confucian Forest, or the head of these sage families, he couldn't see the appearance of a middle-aged person with his eyes.

That's right, Confucianism has been going on for many years, and no new sages have been born, so it is conceivable that one generation is not as good as the next.

Take this so-called Confucian Twin Walls as an example, not counting the saint treasures left by Meng Sheng, it is not necessarily much stronger than the red-faced Dharma King he saw that day.

The more he saw, the more Wang Xu could perceive the depravity and corruption within Confucianism.

These rotten Confucians, except for the name of the saint family, have no ability to do it.

On the surface, he is for the country and the people, but in fact, he is full of male thieves and female prostitutes, Wang Xu looks at it, but it is just a group of old-fashioned old dogs.

The Temple of Literature is controlled by this group of people, no wonder the mountains and rivers are declining, and it seems that a rising star like him has not been heard of over the years.

They can't keep up with the times, they are just a bunch of poor creatures who hold on to the honor of their ancestors, are old-fashioned, traditional, and do not seek flexibility.

Wang Xu wanted to know if most of the decision-makers in the Temple of Literature were just like them, or if these people in front of him were just a few.

Anyway, Wang Xu didn't see anything respectable from these people, if they really devoted themselves to the people and spared no effort to exterminate the White Lotus Sect, with the Confucian heritage of the White Lotus Sect, the White Lotus Sect would have been finished long ago.

They didn't do that, and the good name of the saint was not light.

Only fools can believe these lies, and to put it bluntly, they are still reluctant to use the sage treasure, because Wen Sheng has already disappeared with the seventy-two sages for hundreds of millions of years, leaving fewer and fewer treasures of the Tao and Taoism, and each of them is the existence of repression.

The descendants of these saint families are reluctant to use precious treasures to exchange the lives of ordinary people.

In their eyes, the people are just leeks in the field, and after one stubble is cut, there will be the next.

Even Wang Xu suspected that the rebellion between Jiaozhou and Jingzhou was also something they were happy to see, because the deeper the chaos, the more people died, and the more land was vacant.

Residents of the two states were left empty, so they could move from other states, and the pressure on land annexation was greatly eased.

Therefore, hearing Meng Xianlin's disease-free moan, Wang Xu replied with a sneer, being a bitch and wanting to set up an archway, the good things in the world are really enjoyed by these people.

"You are here to help, no one invited you, you came on your own, we didn't drive you away, you should feel honored."

Facing Wang Xu, who came uninvited, the Confucians did not seem too happy, but regarded Wang Xu as an unrestrained trouble.

As the heads of the sage family, they have the right to treat it this way, because they have no shortage of combat power under them, and if they want to, they can gather hundreds of great Confucians in a short period of time.

"Of course, old gentlemen." Wang Xu spread his hands and took two steps back.

Whoosh...

In the next second, a meteor shower swept across the sky, and it fell to the ground suddenly, turning into five golden-robed monks.

Meng Xianlin saw it, smiled slightly, and said: "I'm very happy to see you, the Great Trend Bodhisattva, the Medicine King Bodhisattva, the Endless Intention Bodhisattva, the Bao Tanhua Bodhisattva, and the Wenji Bodhisattva." ”

"I've seen Meng Lao..."

The five bodhisattvas clasped their hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Wang Xu looked up, these five are the universal bodhisattvas in Buddhism, and the general is the ordinary Pu, which means the ordinary Bodhisattva who is under the status of the four great bodhisattvas.

These people are headed by the Great Trend Bodhisattva, and Wenji Bodhisattva sits at the end.

And Wenji Bodhisattva, in fact, is not a human being, but a demon from a demon race, and his body is a rooster with the blood of the golden crow.

He also had a son named Pleiades Xingjun, the god of the twenty-eight constellations, and a member of the Taoist god line.

Whoosh...

The second meteor shower fell, landed on the ground, and turned into five Taoist Heavenly Venerables.

is the first person, surrounded by dragons and tigers, and the fairy sound is bursting.

The rest of the people are also stepping on auspicious clouds, holding Ruyi, dust, big seals, and jade plates, and they don't look like mortals.

"Zhang Tianshi..."

Meng Xianlin first arched his hand at the person in charge, then looked at the rest of the people, and said with a smile: "Master Mao, Master Ge, Master Xu, Master Satian!" ”

Zhang Daoling of Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Maogu, Ge Xuan of Laoshan Mountain, Xu Xun of Tianzhu Baoji Xuandong, and Sa Shoujian of Nanhua Mountain.

These five are all known as heavenly masters, and they are Taoist masters with the five elders.

Among them, in addition to Mao Tianshi, the other four are also known as the Four Great Heavenly Masters.

As for why Mao Tianshi is not listed together, it is because Mao Tianshi and Zhang Tianshi have grievances, there are you without me, and I without you.

And Longhu Mountain is bigger than Mao Mountain, and when the Four Heavenly Masters were selected, Mao Tianshi was suppressed by Zhang Tianshi, and was excluded from the Four Great Heavenly Masters, becoming a nondescript Fifth Heavenly Master.

Of course, although he is not among the four great heavenly masters, no one can ignore the strength of Mao Heavenly Master.

Zhang Tianshi can suppress him, and there are two guardian demon gods in Dragon and Tiger Mountain, one dragon and one tiger, and he may not be able to win alone.

Facing Wang Xu's gaze, the five Heavenly Masters nodded slightly, they could be regarded as having seen him.

Wang Xu also nodded in response, since he became the honorary god of Taoism, he has gained some popularity in Taoism.

These Taoist heavenly masters, whether they have anything to do with him or not, at least they can get by on the surface, and they can talk to each other.

"Today, the five great bodhisattvas have descended, the five heavenly masters have gathered, plus a few of us old guys, the White Lotus Sect can't resist it. This time, after destroying the White Lotus Sect and recovering the two states in the south of the Yangtze River, he looked up to the combat power of everyone. ”

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Meng Xianlin slowly spoke.

When the five heavenly masters and the five bodhisattvas saw each other, they responded with a smile again and again, full of face.

Wang Xu stood aside, and when he saw that everyone had an explanation, he couldn't help but ask, "Old Meng, what about me?" ”

"You?"

Meng Xianlin raised his eyebrows and waved his hand disapplausively: "Big camp..."

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