Shuli wandered his mind and returned to reality, where Ah Shui next to him was squatting on the ground stupidly, picking up the broken stones on the roof and throwing them to play.

When they came to Mingwang Temple, there was no trace of any monks, but the house was still there, and it should be that the Yunzhou army was too busy to deal with the Buddhist reactionary in the realm, and they didn't have time to burn down this place, but it became their calligrapher dove to occupy the magpie's nest.

At this time, Shuli saw something flying from a distance, Shuli was immediately alert, and after seeing it clearly, his eyes flickered, and he quickly fell to his side and lay on his green snake sword.

Shuli turned his head, but just happened to see Ah Shui also looking at his Green Snake Sword with feeling, he knew that Ah Shui's cultivation was even more advanced than his own, and there was definitely something that could not be hidden from him.

However, Ah Shui's essence is relatively simple, even if his cultivation talent is extremely high, his heart is still like a young man, and his appearance reminds him of when Yifeng just came down from Qingshan Temple.

At that time, Yifeng was still a simple and innocent young man, not like he is scarred now, nor as bitter and hateful as he is now, burdened with a mission and responsibility that surpasses everyone, he was forced to be calm and wise, and he was also forced to act vigorously - he had already learned the news of the collapse of Nanzong Temple from the disciples of the calligrapher, and also knew the perseverance and courage that Yifeng showed in that difficult situation.

He was forced to grow up in the midst of hardship!

"Ah Shui. Shuli screamed.

Ah Shui just wanted to reach out and touch the glowing thing on the green snake sword, but when he heard the call, he had to look away from the green snake sword, raised his head, looked at Shuli, tilted his head, and asked with his eyes.

Shuli knows that he is not good at words, but he is talented and intelligent, and the two get along very well with him these days. So, Shuli said: "Ah Shui, I have something to deal with later, you can help me block those tails later." ”

Ah Shui's dark eyes rolled, and he smiled and nodded.

Shuli stopped talking, and his mind came, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the roof.

Under the roof, two people immediately flew up from under the eaves and chased Shuli.

But as soon as their bodies flew high into the air, they encountered a powerful force blocking them.

They saw a wall of water suddenly appear out of thin air in front of them, and there were many fish with silver light swimming around in the transparent wall of water, and the entire wall of water blocked in front of them, releasing an invisible deterrent.

When they turned their heads, they saw a dark young man, who was stretching out his hand to catch whitebait in the wall of water, and had a great time.

They knew that if they broke into this wall of water and teased these silverfish like the dark-skinned boy, they would die without knowing how.

They glared at Ah Shui with resentment, and immediately turned around and flew back to Mingwang Temple, the target being the place where those clan elders gathered.

Shuli turned his head in front of him to watch the movements of Ah Shui and those people, and after seeing Ah Shui easily stop them, he felt a little relieved, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contempt.

They were sent to monitor him by those clan elders who were afraid that Shuli would run away halfway, Shuli was the person who Cui Ming of the Great Pillar Kingdom pointed out that he was going to Junzhou, if he ran away, the Shujia would not be able to explain.

But these people don't know why Shuli returned to Shuli's house.

The calligrapher's exposure to Shuli since he was a child, from the moment he came into contact with and cultivated the Sacred Heart of Heaven and Earth when he was a child, he continued to teach him the Confucian righteous way and cultivate his heroic righteousness.

This kind of righteousness is not a material used to specifically improve cultivation, as many calligraphers do, but a spirit that comes from the inside out.

This spirit supported his ambitions and ideals, and he escaped from the calligrapher into the empty door, although he practiced Buddhism, but this righteous spirit not only did not disappear, but became more substantial.

After experiencing so many things, he understood more that this spirit is the core of Confucianism, and that it is tolerant of all rivers, and as his vision and mind become broader, the more things and ideas can be accommodated.

He realized that this spirit did not conflict with the concept of Buddhism, and that the righteous spirit of Confucianism had been polished over the years, cultivated and transformed into his integrity and dignity!

His return to the scholar's house was the last thing to repay the calligrapher and his father.

He promised his father, and at this time, he made a promise in his heart.

This kind of promise is a gentleman's promise, and this imprint that penetrates into his soul is the embodiment of the righteous spirit he has nurtured since childhood, and he will never betray the promise he made.

That's why he waited for an opportunity to return to the side of the wind, and until then, he would never run away, because this promise was about the unshakable integrity and dignity of his heart!

This is the best thing he has inherited from his scholar, and it is also the best way to repay his father who has been righteous all his life.

These people, these disciples and clan elders, will always only focus on those parts of Confucianism that bring them the joy of power in the official eunuch field, and when they go deep into the power field of desire, they will put aside more profound and powerful Confucianism, and even loyalty, filial piety, and shame will become a mouthful of spit, come when they open their mouths, and casually abandon them on the side of the road.

They do not understand now, and they will not understand even more in the future, the true connotation of the Confucian spirit and its integrity and dignity.

"When the poor festival is seen, one by one. ”

This is a state that they will never understand, let alone ever reach!

When the path of Buddhism was so difficult, Shuli still remembered what he had said with Senior Brother Fire Monkey and made a great wish.

He didn't care about the Confucian avenue that was in full swing, nor did he care about the persecution of Confucianism, Taoism and Wei doing their best to eradicate Buddhism, no matter how difficult it was, he only remembered the path he was going to take.

Because the will he made became a part of his avenue, and it was the source of righteousness for him to uphold integrity and personal dignity, even if many people could not see his will, he didn't care.

He flew in the air, spread his palms, and looking at the thing in his hand, he was even more determined, even in the most difficult moments, there would be people fighting side by side with him.

Yifeng is working hard somewhere, and they, the senior brothers and sisters, will definitely try their best to return to him to help him after hardships.

After a while, Shuli came to the back of Myeongwang Temple, on a mountain rock.

This mountain rock is exactly the time when they witnessed the cruel and bloody battle of Mingwang Temple, and it is also their real meaning to intervene in the war of the survival and extinction of Buddhism.

The thing on the green snake sword flew towards the mountain stone, and when he followed his eyes to see the people on the mountain stone, he suddenly had an inexplicable feeling from the bottom of his heart, he saw the fire monkey and Xiu Gu!

This is a touching moment that no one else understands, they have not been separated for a long time, but their respective experiences make them feel that they are living like years, reuniting after a long absence, and all the hardships can be put aside, leaving only strong feelings like family affection.

The fire monkey and Xiu Gu ran towards him, and Xiu Gu threw herself into Shuli's arms, this senior brother who she had been a little afraid of since she was a child, seemed so kind now.

Shuli gently stroked Xiugu's head, and was also full of emotion for a while, and the fire monkey also came over and patted Shuli's shoulder, Shuli held his arm tightly, looked at each other, and sighed.

Shuli saw that the fire monkey had lost a lot of weight, his eyes were tired, his face was sallow, and at first glance, he was seriously ill and had some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

The polishing of the years is not without traces, and they don't know how many difficulties they will encounter on the next road.

Shuli turned his eyes and saw Xiao Fudie behind the fire monkey, nodded slightly to say hello, Xiao Fudie also nodded to him, but he turned to the other side, but saw the former Shenwei General Liu Yi!

He couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Xiu Gu let go of the book ceremony, hugged his arm with one hand, and hugged the arm of the fire monkey with the other, with tears in her eyes, and whispered: "Senior brother, I miss you so much!"