The pulpits of Shao Zhengmao and Kong Qiu were merged. This is big news for the people of Lu. But the two did not lecture at the same time, because now Kong Qiu is in charge, and Mao is Shaozheng, and both of them have official duties, so they stagger each other's lecture times. Kong Qiu gave a lecture in the morning, and Shao Zhengmao gave a lecture in the afternoon.

After listening to Kong Qiu's lecture in the morning, all the people present felt that all things in heaven and earth must follow etiquette. Anything that is not propriety is not to be done. But after listening to Shao Zhengmao's lecture in the afternoon, I felt that the affairs of the world are people-oriented, supplemented by etiquette, and etiquette is determined by people, and can also be changed by people. If propriety can help others succeed, then they should be done in accordance with it. If etiquette is a constraint on people's success, it is necessary to formulate new etiquette laws according to people's needs. People feel that Confucius speaks in a dignified and upright manner, while Shao Zhengmao speaks closer to daily life and people's hearts.

However, the seventy-two disciples felt much stronger than the others. When Qiu was lecturing, they only felt that their hearts were like ancient wells without waves, their eyes looked at their noses, their noses looked at their hearts, their hearts were calm and peaceful, and their whole bodies were full of Haoran Qi. When Shao Zhengmao was lecturing, they felt that there was a nameless force surging in the depths of their hearts, and that power was like a beast constantly expanding, as if it was about to burst through their bodies and rush out of their bodies. Moreover, they could feel the power of this beast, and once it broke out of its body, it would be more ferocious than swords, guns, and arrows.

Shao Zhengmao asked the students to read "Yi", and his explanation in the book was quite different from Qiu's. Zilu asked puzzledly: "Shaozheng, why is the Yi explained by the master different from what you explained?" Shaozheng Mao smiled slightly, stared at Zilu and said: "Yi is the way of heaven and earth, heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs." How can it be explained with courtesy? Qiu wants to use human gifts to enforce the way of heaven and earth, just like taking a small bottle and filling it into the water of the four seas, you can only get a small part, where can you hold it all?"

Zilu looked at Shao Zhengmao's eyes, and suddenly felt that the beast in his body roared. The flames that danced in Shao Zhengmao's eyes instantly ignited the latent energy in his body. He stood up, feeling taller and more powerful than usual. Look at the crowd in the audience. In his eyes, those people were like pure ice cubes, twisting and transforming into two, one became more tall and mighty, but this one was very rare, Yan Hui and Ran You, who were closest to him, became taller than usual, approaching him, and their bodies glowed with the same soft white light as himself. And many more, as if shrunk, became gray, weak and ugly. He had a feeling that he could destroy these people by himself as long as he wanted to, but he didn't know how to use them. It's like a child facing a group of small animals, although he doesn't know how he can hurt them, but he knows in his heart that he can definitely do it.

Shao Zhengmao smiled, he pretended to point to a line of words in Zilu's book, and then gently and quietly sneaked into his shrine in the middle palace, the root of a person's human being.

Zilu's inner world was still a green crop field, and when the two guards at the gate of the palace wall saw Mao dressed in white light, they didn't react as violently as the first time, and they seemed to know this person who had invaded once. But he still raised his head in his hand and stopped him. Mao glanced at the two heads, and the rustic shape of the earth revealed a sharp cold light. This is Zilu, who was born in the countryside, but has great potential, and he will definitely be able to build a sharp sword. He waved his hand slightly, and the heads in the hands of the two guards were knocked away. More guards poured out of the palace walls, and some of the people who were farming also poured towards the palace with various farm tools.

Mao laughed, waved his sleeves, and rose from the ground like a god, and flew towards the depths of the palace. The guards on the ground did not have bows and arrows, but they threw their small weapons into the air. Mao is not too high above the ground, and the inner world of Zilu is so unpretentious that no fancy tricks can be displayed here. After all, the flying soul must be bound by the rules of that world in someone else's inner world. And the ability of the soul hunter is also reflected in the extent to which he can break free from the shackles of the rules. Here, the ability to fly off the ground is already the limit. He dodged the tossed weapon as he flew towards the palace in the middle. If he wants to change Zilu's mind, he must control the king of this world. Whether it is through negotiation or by force. Of course, it is ideal to incite a rebellion and prop up a puppet king. However, it would take long hours of work, and he believed that Kongqiu would not give him that many opportunities, so he had to use the simplest and most straightforward way.

He landed in front of the palace gate, which was already open, which surprised him a little. In the past, the middle palace he attacked was often closed, although he couldn't stop him, but it also took a little effort. Before he could think more, he had already seen the king sitting in the middle of the palace. Tall, dark, and dressed in a robe made of yellow coarse linen, he had ripped it off, revealing the soft armor made of tiger skin wrapped around his body. He wielded a large knife, which looked like it had been removed from a guillotine, and was two meters long, jumped off the throne and rushed towards Mao with a roar. The guillotine rolled up a whirlwind and swept straight to Mao's waist.

The white light was slashed by the guillotine, and he was amazed in his heart, and at the same time even more excited, so that the power of chaos was already so powerful, what a terrible intruder this king should be when he broke out of the shackles of his body and entered the inner world of others. Mao stepped in front of the king and grabbed his stout arm. The king's brute force was difficult to exert, and he roared angrily to shake Mao away, but Mao was firmly nailed to the ground like a tree, and white light flowed, enveloping him and the king together. The guards didn't dare to do anything more, so they could only circle outside the white light. Mao stared at the king's frightened and angry eyes, and whispered, "This is power, I will teach you to become like me, to become a god." Not just in your little world, but in thousands of worlds!"

Qiu returned to the study hall tiredly, there were a few fewer disciples in the hall, he looked at Yan Hui, Yan Hui said softly: "They left with Shao Zhengmao, saying that they wanted to participate in special training." ”

The corners of Qiu's mouth twitched slightly: "Did they go voluntarily?"

Yan Hui nodded: "Yes." However, I think it has something to do with Shao Zhengmao's teaching method, when he talks to me, I feel that what he says is right, and I yearn for it when I see the sages. But I knew that it was different from the knowledge that my husband usually gave me, but I just couldn't resist it......" He hesitated, the feeling was difficult to describe, he wanted to tell Master, but he didn't know what to say. He felt that he had betrayed his master and bowed his head in shame.

A flash of light flashed in Qiu's eyes, and he instantly invaded Yan Hui's divine hall. He didn't really do anything, just wander around his inner world quickly. There was nothing more suitable for him to exert his power than Yan Hui's inner world, a huge dragon was turning over the river and the sea in that huge lake, and the entire lake pavilion was trembling. Whether it was a giant fish under the water, or a waterfowl flying on the water's surface, they were helpless with this black dragon, and the hooks in the hands of the children whizzed and fluttered, trying to hook the weakest part of the dragon, but they were blocked by the dragon's hard-as-iron scales. The owner of the Pavilion did not show up because he was still far from the Pavilion and then he left.

Yan Hui gasped for breath, pressed his hand on the bookcase, and stared at Kong Qiu in horror: "Master, that's how it feels, and you will too?"

Qiu nodded heavily: "Do you like this feeling?"

Yan Hui shook his head: "I don't like it, but I ...... at the time"

Qiu said: "When you are completely defeated, you don't even have the right to dislike. ”

Yan Hui looked at the master, and after a long time, he said slowly: "This is demonic art. ”

Qiu smiled faintly: "What if I teach you?

Yan Hui did not hesitate at all: "I don't want to." ”

Qiu finally showed a smile, which was also a rare sincere smile for him in the whole day.