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2121212 on this day, countless students ignited the light of their own wisdom, and even Li Mu, Duan Lun, and Qin Changsheng advanced to Confucianism with the help of this vision, and crossed the bridge of heaven and earth in one step.

Buddhism and Confucianism were born and entered the WTO, two completely different ** are colliding with each other, looking for common ground, Zhang Hao did not forcibly change the combination, but let the two choose how to go.

"Whether it is Buddhism or Confucianism, it is just the key for me to open the door, and there is nothing to worry about."

"Edification, guidance, and continuous breakthroughs are not in conflict with the way of Buddhism,"

For a moment, the golden light on Zhang Hao's body became peaceful, but there was a smell of edification on it, solemn and solemn with a sharp and enterprising atmosphere.

"The two laws are one, send me to the next level."

He clapped his hands, the heavens and the earth darkened, and the golden light was absorbed into his body, and at the same time, thousands of temples rang bells, and the holy elephant in the Wumath Mansion emitted a cyan light, the heaven and the earth resonated, and the two resonated.

Wang Kong, Xuanhuang and the others were also secretly surprised.

"It's a pity that there is no heavenly punishment here, otherwise his Dao will become more complete this time."

"It's useless to have heavenly punishment, do you know whose apprentice he is."

Wang Kong smiled bitterly: "Uncle Lei Zhenzi is sitting in Luofu, do you think that there is a thunder tribulation that can threaten his apprentice?"

Xuan Huang's face was moved when he heard Lei Zhenzi's name, that was a real big man, I don't know how many people wanted to worship under his door, and he looked at Zhang Hao with a different gaze.

The strength of my body is already stronger than others, and this time my divine thoughts are even more expelling impurities and finding the fundamental method, and this level is no longer imprisoned.

His qi and blood were churning, and his level instantly rose to the fourth level of true martial arts, and at this time, the breath did not stop, and it was surging around his body, until he reached the peak of the fifth level of true martial arts, and he stabilized without any sequelae.

What is called a saint is that one sentence can command the world, and every word is a truth.

Zhang Hao stood up, now he is a saint, here his words represent the truth, and it is a Buddha and a Confucian.

The old eunuch did not break the void after all, but his heart was complete, he silently made a half-master salute to Zhang Hao, his heart was still supporting today's saint, it was that person who gave him dignity, gave him a life of worry-free food and clothing, and made his whole clan rich and full of food and clothing.

"Senior brother, you have been pitied by me, you look at a large group of people outside who are looking for you."

Wang Kong sat on a chair, wearing a yellow robe, the old eunuch outside the hall was guarding there, but the door was full of senior monks and Confucians, and there were a few people behind him, and even the old eunuch had to accompany him with a smile, which were several saints in the world.

Zhang Hao said with a smile: "Senior brother didn't mean to do this, and the harvest is not small."

Wang Kong nodded, he could see Zhang Hao's progress, but Zhang Hao could also feel a trace of change in the Heavenly Dao at the moment when he was promoted to a saint, he had more magical powers, and he could capture that the more complete this world was, the stronger this senior brother's strength would be.

Just like Ananda and others in the Buddha Kingdom, although they can continue to cultivate on their own, if the Buddha Kingdom becomes more complete, then the more benefits they will receive as instrument spirits, and this is the same principle.

"Let them all in." Wang Kong smiled, and at the same time picked up the teacup and said, "You have not been here for a long time, and listening to these people's words can be regarded as somewhat rewarding." ”

These monks and Confucians came in, and their eyes first noticed Zhang Hao who was sitting on the side, his current identity is a saint, even if he sits next to the emperor, no one will be surprised, and the emperor is incomparably sage and virtuous, and they have also had such treatment.

When they heard the old eunuch's cold snort, these people reacted and saluted Wang Kong one after another.

Zhang Hao stood up at this time and saluted Ding Chen: "I've seen the teacher." ”

Ding Chen's face changed, and he was still in shock, it was really him, it was really him, the student who had just visited the door for a few days.

Zhang Hao thought for a while and said, "I was sanctified by your Huang Ting Sutra, and I must return this cause and effect to you." ”

Ding Chen wanted to say no, but at this time, Zhang Hao's fingers had already condensed into a little light, it was a character, Jing.

Jing is the word that Zhang Hao writes the most here, which represents the meaning of cleanliness in this era, but according to the literal understanding, there is also the meaning of letting go of the fighting hand to see the sky blue.

This word carries Zhang Hao's comprehension of the world here, if Ding Chen is not particularly stupid, the birth of the saint is only sooner or later.

Ding Chen's body swayed with a breath, his clothes were windless and automatic, that character was just like her eyebrows, his mind was cool, and there was even a feeling passed on to him, this was Zhang Hao's perception of heaven and earth, telling him.

He took on the appearance of a large book, which then changed into a large static letter.

Sanctification.

One finger sanctification.

The three saints were surprised, they were also saints, but they could only lead the education, but there was no way to instruct people to have an epiphany like Zhang Hao, this technique was a bit like the method of Buddhism.

They were surprised, but the eyes of the Buddhist monks were red, this is the method of the legendary Buddha, and it is carried out under their noses.

Those great Confucian eyes were even more excited, originally they wanted to come in and argue to see how much true this newly advanced saint had, but now they were like puppies that had seen bones, showing a flattering face.

"Thank you, Brother Haoda."

Ding Chen's whole aura broke through in just a few quarters of an hour, although the aura was not very calm, but the oppression on his soul was undoubtedly a real saint.

"You and I are teachers and friends, I study under you, and then enlighten you to sanctification, this is cause and effect."

Zhang Hao didn't feel how weird his Buddhist theory of cause and effect was, so he took out the Huang Ting Sutra in his hand and sent it to Ding Chen's hand.

After Zhang Hao's sanctification, now the book itself is a divine object, not to mention that Zhang Hao also added a little refining technique, although it can't reach the water product like the Taoist weapon, but it is definitely a high-level treasure weapon, if it is warmed by Ding Chen, it is likely to advance to the primary emperor weapon.

Don't talk about Ding Chen this time, even those saints' eyes are red, this is a companion treasure, and the aura is extremely powerful, even if they can't compare to it in their hands.

"Thank you, Brother Haoda." Ding Chen's face was excited, he clearly felt that this book had a feeling of being connected to his own blood, and his heart flew into his body with a thought.

"The little monk has seen the Buddha."

"I've seen the word saint."

Everyone hula surrounded them, some called the Buddha, some called the word saint, and some shouted for the master of Haoda, and it became a mess.

"Bold, what a system." Wang Kong shouted in a low voice.

Although he was dissatisfied and reluctant, the current emperor had to give face.

Wang Kong asked Zhang Hao gently and politely, "I don't know if the word saint has anything to share with everyone?" ”

Zhang Hao frowned slightly, preaching to these people, he can talk for a few months and a few years, whether it is Buddha or Confucianism, he has his own understanding.

But the most critical point is that this is the world of Wang Kong, and it is also the world of the Heavenly Dao Stage, although he has revealed some visions from the advanced saints, this is still acceptable, if he wants to pass on his Dao, it will be different.

This will be a fundamental change, to put it mildly, if you can really preach and preach, you won't wait for him for so many years to be a person who has just started, how powerful Wang Kong is, the old eunuch doesn't know that he can be regarded as an ordinary person, but Zhang Hao knows that it is the Supreme, the real giant of the ages, longevity and Tianqi.

"The word sage, the old man has a painting, please give my brother a taste."

Zhang Hao's heart was relieved, at this time, whether he came to challenge or help me out, it was so interesting.

Wang Kong shook his head slightly in his heart and smiled secretly, this junior brother is really lucky, this painting saint is really it, all saints can't hold their breath at all.

The saint is the highest level in this world, if he is placed in Luofu, he is just a Tianwu, not even a top-level Tianwu, whether he can become an outer disciple or not.

"Please!"

When the painting saint entered the Tao with painting, a picture of Longwu Mountain meeting immortals achieved his position as a painting saint, and it became his companion treasure, spreading out to be another small world, and the gods almost couldn't get out of it at all.

"Not bad!"

Zhang Hao's mind swept away, and the light of this holy painting immediately disappeared and fell into the hands of the painting saint, who had a dream on this mountain back then, and as a result, he realized the Tao, and there was also a bit of chance.

The faces of the others changed in unison, Longwu Mountain met the immortal map, they had all experienced it personally, even if they could break it, it would take a huge amount of divine power, but this newly promoted word saint could see through the authenticity with a glance, this is too powerful.

Ding Chen wanted to help Zhang Hao, but he had just been promoted, and his breath was unstable when he sat there, but he glared at the painting saint fiercely.

Wang Kong suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, the banquet is about to start, how about the word saint reveal his hand to open the eyes of all of us." ”

"That's how it should be."

"In the Jin Taiyuan Dynasty, the Wuling people fished for their business. Walk around the river, forget the distance of the road. Suddenly, the peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps between the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, the fragrant grass is delicious, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the fishermen are very different. Moving forward again, I want to exhaust the forest.

When the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, imitating ...... Nanyang Liu Ziji, a noble scholar, heard it, and happily went to it. Unsuccessfully, the search for the disease ended, and then there was no concern. ”

The Peach Blossom Spring, Zhang Hao restored the Peach Blossom Spring with his strong spiritual power.

Everyone followed Zhang Hao into this buried paradise, where everyone was happy and hospitable, with good wine and good fields, urchins playing with urchins, and women washing clothes by the river.

Even the old eunuch's sharp and vigilant eyes showed a hint of gentleness in his eyes.

"Is this the Shattered Star Field?" Wang Kong was curiously playing around in the company of the old eunuch, and asked Zhang Hao in a voice.

"Of course, it was only tens of thousands of years ago."

Wang Kong shook his head with emotion, those monks were better, but now the four great saints and those great Confucians, all walked here in shock, knowing that these were all evolved illusions, but they told them very clearly in their hearts that there was once such a group of people here, in order to escape the war, to open up a new home here.