Zhang Hao's body shone with a metal-like light, and there was dazzling golden light everywhere, like a big Buddha.

He folded his hands, no different from the Buddha enshrined in the temple, the treasure was solemn, solemn with an auspicious power.

The hexagonal divine thought changed into a relic, bright as a pearl, shimmering like a star, and there was a faint mist around him, forming a special field, reflecting his mind clearly.

Buddhism focuses on clear mindfulness, abstinence, urgency, use, and forbearance, as if he is a bystander, embracing all things.

Wang Kong stood in the imperial garden with his hands behind his back, feeling something in his heart, and looked at Zhang Hao, where the Buddha light was shrouded, and the sound of the warp was bursting, as if it had become a temple.

The old eunuch was even more surprised, he was churning in blood and blood, and he also had feelings, but it was not as intuitive as Wang Kong.

"Your Majesty."

"Speak."

"I'm afraid the scholar you invited is not simple, the slave maid feels that he seems to contain the power of Buddhism."

"Oh?" Wang Kong stopped, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The old eunuch stood respectfully to the side, bowed his head, and did not say much.

Wang Kong then shook his head, smiled absently, and walked towards the other side of the garden.

He also had a little doubt in his heart, Zhang Hao, what kind of trouble is this guy going to make, didn't he say that he understood the law of Confucianism and advanced from Confucianism to a saint, but the Buddha you made was full of light and chanted for a while, this is to advance to the old monk.

Forget it, he can make trouble as much as he wants, but it's a pity that I have a good palace, and this little guy turned it into a temple.

As soon as I finished comforting myself here, a bell had already sounded on the roof of the house, auspicious clouds appeared in the air, golden lotuses were scattered from the air, and a big Buddha sat in it.

Wang Kong felt that his teeth hurt a little.

When the old eunuch saw the emperor's surprised expression at this time, he immediately took a step forward, bowed down and said, "Holy Lord, why don't you go over and have a look?" ”

If the other eunuchs were to accompany the emperor, I am afraid that they would not even dare to speak loudly, and only this old eunuch would dare to advise Wang Kong.

It can be said that Wang Kong's attention to this old eunuch is more important than those concubines and princes in the palace.

Loyalty, this old eunuch is absolutely loyal to Wang Kong, it can be said that he is completely desperate to be loyal to Wang Kong.

The old eunuch has a half-step Tianwu, and he has the opportunity to impact Tianwu and reach the so-called Broken Void, but he has been suppressing it, just to be able to accompany the saint.

Any person and force that has the potential to shake the foundation of the country and threaten Wang Kong will be attacked by his madness.

"No, you just look at the dots here, maybe it will help you in your martial arts."

"Yes, Holy."

In the country of Luo, at this time, the Buddha statues in countless temples vibrated and emitted golden light, as if they were all alive, the Buddha sound bursts, and the big bell rings.

"Buddha Lord bless, is this a Buddha Lord coming to the world?"

"Look at the direction of the country, which great monk is the merit of the great monk and the advanced Buddha."

"Could it be the reason for forgetting the Huguo Temple? It's not right to look at this light, is it the forgetfulness of Huguo Temple, and it shouldn't be. ”

"Open the mountain gate and set up a tea shop and porridge shop to help all living beings."

"Today is the Buddha's birthday."

This is my spiritual power, and now the Ananda Sutra, the Jizo King Sutra, and the Nirvana Sutra have all reached the state of Great Perfection, and naturally surpass ordinary people.

But......

This Confucian way is like polishing a stone, which can make the power of my divine thoughts more complete and harder, and then find another way, just like ordinary stones can polish diamonds, and beautiful jade can be carved out in rocks, everything depends on the endurance of my divine thoughts.

With the infinite and unrelated strengthening of the divine thought of Buddhism, and in the method of Confucianism, polishing and removing the impurities and cause and effect above the divine thought, this is the divine thought I need.

The avenue of heaven and earth expounded by Huang Tingjing is, to put it bluntly, a kind of truth, which makes people keep moving forward, making continuous progress, and climbing towards one peak after another.

Zhang Hao opened the enlightenment golden lotus, and realized in his heart, why don't readers make a sound, and it is a blockbuster, because every reader has a breath in his heart, and this breath is called Haoran righteousness.

A spiritual light rushed to the sky in the center of his eyebrows, this is his understanding of the reader, because he is not a scholar himself, so he looks at the problem more comprehensively, just like the Buddha, directly jumped out of this circle, and looked at it coldly.

"Reason, debate, and understanding the world." This is the reader.

At this time, Zhang Hao didn't know how much impact he had caused, and in the golden Buddha light, a bright light appeared, and finally formed a hall, like a cultural academy.

The statues of the sages of the past dynasties enshrined in countless Gongyuan Academies are shaking and resonating.

This is someone to be sanctified, this is the resonance between the icons.

Runes flashed in the old eunuch's eyes, it was a kind of Tao, full of murderous intent and full of wisdom.

In one day, seeing the two changes in sanctification was also a rare opportunity for him, the breath on his body became more and more calm, and the blood that was originally boiling was now becoming slow, and a little bit of golden light appeared in the blood.

If he is willing at this time, he will be able to advance to the Heavenly Martial Arts immediately, shatter this heaven and earth, and get out of here.

Li Mu put his hands behind his back, he was the champion appointed by the current saint, although he has not yet been awarded an official position, but he can also be regarded as a minister of the court, suddenly looked at the sky, with surprise in his eyes, "Sanctification, which adult has realized the literary position and become a saint, why doesn't my literary heart feel the slightest, how can this be." ”

Duan Lun raised his head, looked at the palace formed by the revealed Chinese qi in the sky, and muttered to himself: "First the light of the Buddha, and now the light of culture, is there really a bigger world outside this world, is it true that the old Tao calculated?" ”

Qin Changsheng frowned, the breath on his body was reactionary, and the light of Wenhua in his eyebrows was generous, he sought immortality just to better learn knowledge, in his heart he naturally recognized the Confucian set, otherwise he would not have achieved the light of wisdom.

Or is it that he went to a fantasy once when he was a child, the so-called illusion is not knowing whether it is the real world or the fake world, where he saw all kinds of people, some people can fly away, some people can point to the stars, and some people directly condense a star into a gem and use it as their own jewelry, where some people can live for thousands of years, or even ten thousand years.

That world is incomparably real, deeply engraved in my mind, and I have never forgotten a little.

And now the feeling of this light is so similar to that of the people of that place.

Whatever the reason, take a look.

Qin Changsheng chose the same approach as Duan Lun and Li Mu, walked out of the house, and came to the vicinity of the palace, wanting to see who had become holy in one fell swoop.

The most puzzled was Ding Chen, he looked at the sanctification aura in the direction of the palace with his mouth open, his calm demeanor was long gone, and the books fell to the ground.

He is a great Confucian in the world, and it is not strange for anyone to become holy, and he will bless him wholeheartedly, without a trace of jealousy.

But now he saw something, a kid who was not even Bai Ding was actually condensing the light of sanctification, that was sanctification, not advanced Confucianism.

If it was someone else, he might not be able to tell who the person in the palace was, but he was Zhang Hao's teacher, and he led Zhang Hao into the door with his own hands, and the breath on his body was too familiar, and the fluctuation of divine thoughts could not hide it from him at all.

Zhang Hao didn't want to hide it, he just sat there, blessing his understanding of the reader on his body little by little, to see if he could have a promoting effect on his divine thoughts.

Countless Buddhist powers rushed to the palace, and even some Buddhist believers hidden in the people also rushed to the palace.

And the great Confucians near Luocheng came overnight, and several great saints appeared directly in the palace, their status was high, even if the emperor saw it, he had to be courteous and half-master......

In the void, Wang Kong and an old man stood there, and in front of them were rays of light, generally surrounded by Buddha light, and the general green qi soared into the sky, forming a huge hall.

"Old friend, this is your world, aren't you going to take care of it?" Wang Kong's face was relaxed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the most interesting thing.

The old man looked at the light below and said softly: "My lord, why are you making fun of me, this world is the world you condensed, if you don't want the outside world to know, where will there be the current scene." ”

Speaking of this, the old man said with a little gratitude on his face: "After the continuous cultivation of adults over the years, I have long recovered the strength of the peak of the Dao weapon, but I never thought that one day I would be able to advance to the Creation Weapon, that would be too difficult, and Luofu Mountain has only had three Creation Weapons for millions of years." ”

The old man looked at Wang Kong and said: "Back then, you applied to sit in this town, although this is your way, but it is also for me, I actually don't have a half-day idea in my heart, the Xuanhuang World is not a complete world, even if I replace the original world heart, it is useless." ”

"But this time, I feel a trace of Heavenly Dao changes, I will sleep and advance, although I can't reach the point of half-step creation, but I can definitely reach the peak of the Great Perfection."

Lao Tong solemnly saluted Wang Kong, and then saluted to Zhang Hao, who was advancing in understanding. "Xuanhuang has thanked the adults and the little friends."

At the same time, phantoms emerged from the sky, and the breath and phantoms left by these saints who walked out of the Xuanhuang World for generations contained the Dao they created.

Xuanhuang triggered the Dao Heart because of Zhang Hao, so he naturally wanted to repay Zhang Hao one or two.

Wang Kong and he control this world, naturally like the way of heaven, the phantom engraved on the way of heaven, naturally under the agreement of the two of them, opened up to Zhang Hao to show him to comprehend and learn.

Zhang Hao didn't study it in depth, he just borrowed the Huang Tingjing as a ladder to climb the sky, and the avenue was unified, but the path he took at the beginning was different.

The Confucian scholars here have a way to ignite the fire of wisdom, and they can also use pronunciation to resonate with heaven and earth, just like the roar of a lion of the Buddhas, with the power to command heaven and earth.

He continued to polish his divine thoughts, and the light of wisdom gradually turned golden.

At the same time, phantoms appeared in the air, Zhang Hao nodded to the void gratefully, these phantoms were not attracted by him, but Wang Kong and Xuanhuang deliberately helped him, so that he could understand the Confucianism here more deeply.

All the scholars in the world are stupid, every phantom is a saint, and every phantom represents a heritage.