"It's useless to even ask the gods and thunders when they return to the Nine Xuan, they are really pure and righteous bodies, and they are true sages in the world!

"Pure goodness and righteousness?haha, it's really ridiculous, ridiculous! Even the three ancient Holy Emperors would never be able to survive the Nine Xuan Returning to the Hidden Divine Thunder Tribulation Force. Ridiculous, nonsensical—"

"Since this emperor is a living holy monarch, what are we? The great national policy of the Great Qiandi and my Confucian teachings can be described as incompatible and completely different, but in the past ten years, it has been in full bloom. The old are supported, the young are dependent, the country and the people are safe, and disasters are not chaotic. In its capital, everyone is clothed and fed. Even if it is the rule of the three generations of antiquity, it is nothing more than that!"

"Could it really be that I am wrong, the teachings of Confucianism that have been inherited for 16,000 years are all misguided. ”

"That one is a holy king! He is a sage who is recognized by heaven and earth, and who is safe and sound under the thunder of the Nine Xuan's return to Tibet! It couldn't be the one who was wrong—"

"I'm afraid that it's not Confucianism that is wrong, but the line of science and religion!"

This voice, sounded in the noise and chaos, but it immediately overpowered the others, as if it was deafening, making this Temple of Literature a dead silence.

It's not Confucianism that's wrong, it's Confucianism!

Confucianism is passed down from the Three Sages, and it is also recognized by heaven and earth and the world, and there is no mistake in the eyes.

If Confucianism wants to be passed on again, then there is something wrong, and naturally it can only be something else.

Zhu Zi's face turned pale, but he did not reprimand. The prestige has been shaken, unless it is the power of the Sect Shou's body and death god Xiao Divine Thunder, then no matter how it is, it cannot be recovered.

At this time, he looked stunned, looking in the direction of the Fenghua Palace. 20,000 Haoran righteousness, still covering the sky. However, at this time, under the backdrop of the pure white king's qi Ling, there was no more power to repel all evils and extinguish the power.

"That's what you want?"

The sect guarded the void proudly, and first took a deep breath before letting out this sigh.

Although the gaze wanders. Look straight ahead. But Zhu Xi knew it clearly. Zong Shou said this, he was speaking to himself.

"It's a pity that the heavens don't bless it!

Zong Shou said, and looked at the sky again, the twenty thousand shaking majestic qi. There is a sneer in the eyes.

"But you wait, don't you feel ashamed? Haoran righteousness, born from the heart. Reading hard in the cold window, knowing the way of the world, and knowing the principles of the world. Therefore, they can keep their hearts and hold the way, and cultivate righteousness in their chests. But today, you dare to speak up without deserving of your heart?"

As he spoke, the dragon roared and the phoenix roared. It's more and more majestic and clear.

Affected by the impact of this pure white royal qi, there was a faint trace of black spots in the 20,000 Haoran white qi. It's as if the lacquer-dyed white paper fades when it meets the water, revealing the filth inside.

Zong Shou suddenly laughed, shook his head and said: "It turns out that you are not really perfect in terms of morality, upright men and gentlemen. In fact, they also have their own selfish thoughts and their own desires. He has done evil things. But in that case. What qualifications do you have, and you need others to be pure and good? Abide by Confucian etiquette and moral codes, and they all say that they do not want to do to others. Let me ask you, have you ever really done it?"

In just a moment, thousands of heroic qi dispersed. Or the mind is agitated and difficult to maintain, or the heart is ashamed and takes the initiative to take it back.

And Zong Shou's voice is also continuing.

"For the sake of the preaching system, for the sake of punishing this deviant king, I did not hesitate to be in the company of demons, and regarded the eight million people in the imperial capital as grass mustard, this is what you Confucianism did? Therefore, even if it is the sacrifice of the longevity of these 18 million people, it is necessary to make it possible for me to be punished? Just because in the eyes of you, Zhu Zi, the truth of Confucianism, the prestige of your Confucianism, is far above the lives of these people? However, I don't know, what you Zhu Zi is following is your own truth, or the reason of the world?"

Zhu Zi's heart tightened, and the green tendons between the corners of his forehead were tangled, but at this moment, he didn't know how to react.

It is only because of this that in the Fenghua Palace that he is a sage, a saint who is pure and good, and is recognized by the people of heaven and earth!

So no matter what Zong Shou says, he is right! No matter how he Zhu Zi refutes, it is useless, pale and powerless.

What's more, is this body's persistence really right?

With this thought, Zhu Zi's divine thoughts began to waver.

Not only was the Dao Foundation turmoil in his own body, but even the Haoran Qi that emanated from outside his body also showed a trace of black qi. It's no longer like before, so grandiose and magnificent.

"Heh! It turns out that it is you Zhuzi, and you can't do it either! You have ulterior motives in your heart, you have irrepressible desires, and you can't completely follow your own principles if you do things that you regret for the rest of your life. Is this what you say, to preserve the principles of heaven and to destroy people's desires? If you talk about openness in life, it turns out that you are not as good as my righteous brother-"

With his words, everyone noticed that Kim did not regret it. It is also pure white and clean, without any filth. At this time, it is far better than Zhu Xi, and it is far better than the 30,000 Confucians in the imperial capital.

Only Jin has no regrets, he is still confused, and he still doesn't know what happened.

Zong Shou sneered, but he had already put away the sarcasm and sneer in his words, and said in a flat tone: "Since you are all untidy, how can you be upright? How can you educate all the people? Dare to say that Confucian teachings are orthodox in heaven and earth?"

A gentle sentence, but made the Zhu Zi in the Temple of Literature. The blood in his chest was agitated, and another mouthful of blood was spit out from his mouth.

It is a body of essence and blood, and the color is purple and gold, and the Zhuzi at this moment is even more dull and gray, close to extinction.

At this time, in the imperial capital, all the Confucian Temple, Taixue, Yushitai, and Hanlin Academy. All Confucian scholars are also like ashes.

Twenty thousand zhang away from the imperial study, Qing Xuan also looked at this scene in distraction.

After a long time, he was stunned and said: "This Zhu Xi is finished, unless there is another emperor or a saint recognized by the world, the situation of great decline is already doomed-"

No matter whether this sect is guarded today, whether it is life or death, it cannot change the situation of Confucianism and decay.

Just because today, the 16,000-year-old doctrinal teachings of Confucianism have been completely shaken by the sect's defense.

Just because that person is the sage of the world! The way of the sage is naturally infallible.

Taihuang was thinking about the reason. After a long time, he frowned: "Could it be the black unicorn of the Taishi Demon Lord?" As long as you accept it, black and white, good and evil, there is indeed some possibility." However, even if there is an infinite amount of ultimate supernatural powers, it will never be possible. Unless there is a higher level of Great Dao Divine Rule, which is the medium link. Could it be that the fundamental Dharma of this sect is not actually immeasurable?"

Xu Fu listened quietly and couldn't help but squint his eyes. If it is only a pure immeasurable beginning, it is naturally impossible for good and evil unicorns to coexist. So what kind of secret is there in Zong Shou?

Qing Xuan knew the meaning of too yellow, but his lips were dead and his teeth were cold. The two Daoru families have cooperated for 10,000 years, and once one falls, the other must be in great difficulty.

But even though he knew what it meant, Qing Xuan still shook his head: "This method is useless, even if Zhu Zi reveals the mystery in it, what if the world will only think that this is the will of heaven." Otherwise, why would there be a god asking thunder? Why is there a black and white unicorn to protect his body? His people and his body are all blessed by the sky. ”

Tai Huang gasped: "In this way, today's sect guard must be punished, I am afraid that those 30,000 great Confucians will be enemies of you and me." ”

Qing Xuan smiled bitterly, for Daomen, it was really true. We must not allow the sect to guard and leave the imperial capital.

But at this time, Confucianism, in Zhu Zi's view, was afraid that no matter what, he needed to protect the life of Zongshou.

As long as the Zong Shou is still alive and the sages are still alive, then everything has a chance to be redeemed, corrected, and re-proved.

However, if Zong Shou dies, then everything will be decided. The split of Confucianism will be a foregone conclusion.

Zhu Zi, the Temple of Literature, and even the White Deer Cave Academy, in the eyes of the world, will only be the culprit who unjustly killed the truly loyal ministers, joined forces with the Demon Dao Xiaoxiao, and caused the fall of the reign of the living sages.

"Anyway, act on the opportunity—"

Qing Xuan's eyes were solemn, at this time, the divine object that could make Li Beixue enlightened, and Xu Fu next to him, were no longer important.

"His Majesty the Shang Emperor, at this time, I am afraid that I want to kill this son even more than us. ”

But when these words were spoken, Qing Xuan's perspective was still smiling when he saw Xu Fu's face.

My heart suddenly sank, and I couldn't help but think. What does this Xu Fu rely on to be so confident?

At this time, in the imperial study, Yin Yu's face was also gloomy like water, like a dead man, extremely ugly.

Looking at the mighty pure white royal energy, the shadow of the dragon and phoenix that shook the sky and roared.

Yin Yu's eyes were full of irrepressible jealousy and anger,

The Holy Monarch?the Living Sage?So what is he? Is the Evil Lord?

At this time, it was even more dazzling, but it was still that gold did not regret it.

The aura of Haoran shines in the sky. Pure and upright, looking up to the heavens and the earth, without guilt. So that all the 30,000 great Confucians are ashamed of themselves. It also made the zhu zi seem to be dimmed.

This is a pure Confucianism who is loyal and pure, and is truly close to the sages. So what is it that he unjustly killed his loyal ministers, isn't he stupid and tyrannical?

That Zuo Xin's face was even more dead, his hands and feet were cold, his heart was clenched, and he almost stopped beating.

It was him, the teacher, who was wrong, not the disciple of Jin Buregret.

It is almost conceivable that after today, all the children of Confucianism will regard him as a traitor who framed him for loyalty and goodness, and he is bound to be an enemy, and his reputation will be lost.

How can this be?

Yin Yu reacted first: "Please also invite the national teacher to punish this demon for me!"

"This is the old man's business!"

Li Beixue responded coldly, but when he looked at Zong Shou, who was recovering from his injuries at this time, there was still a slight annoyance in his eyes. This Confucian Zhuzi is really not enough to succeed and more than to lose!

Originally, Zong Shou was seriously injured and dying, but now not only has his injuries recovered, but his cultivation has also improved. It takes a lot of hands and feet, delays time,

The key is that the immeasurable Beginning Divine Power, the thirteenth rank is supreme, which is quite tricky.

But at this moment, he saw the relief on Zong Shou's face, and the cold killing intent.

Then the twelve towns and bronze people behind him suddenly moved, and they all punched down! )