It is expected that if Heaven and Earth are willing, where is there room for demons and monsters to survive on this ground?

It's just a way to raise a thief's own weight!

If there are no demons and monsters, what is the meaning of the existence of gods? Without the fear spread by demons and monsters, why should human beings worship God again?

If human beings can fight against demons with their own strength, then the meaning of the existence of gods will be greatly reduced.

So the gods who have divided the authority of humanity are really as impartial as they say?

Joke!

Humane authority should never be attributed to a few "gods" on high; The tide of humanity should be driven by the majority of people with their wisdom and strength!

The so-called heavenly court, the so-called underworld, Zhao Jingyang overturned them sooner or later!

——In order to repay the gods for their "protection" of humanity, Zhao Jingyang decided to reserve a few seats for them in the ten departments of the royal court!

After all, it may be a bit difficult to cultivate good talents by yourself and it will take time; Ready-made thugs, use them if they can.

Early the next morning, Zhao Jingyang left Shaoyuan alone.

Hao Birou and the three of them, Hao Birou herself has a bunch of hairy children to teach, and there will be more and more; Mei Niang has just entered the house, and her practice has just started; Qingfeng has only cultivated the Tushan Sutra, and no matter how loose he is, he must also grasp the cultivation.

Self-inflicted follow.

Zhao Jingyang measured the earth with his feet, leaving Shaoyuan without sunrise, and walked in the direction of Wangfu City.

Seeing that it was night, he found a broken temple on the side of the road, intending to stop and rest; Packed up some firewood, lit a bonfire, beep bobo burned, set up a pot, and boiled water.

Although Zhao Jingyang has not used extraordinary strength, his feet are not slow; It is a hundred miles away from Shaoyuan.

The night is dark and breezy.

Zhao Jingyang went out for a walk, beat two pheasants, pulled them clean, smeared them with oil and salt, skewered them and slowly roasted them, gradually fragrant.

The pheasant is roasted and fragrant; A mouthful of fragrant chicken and a mouthful of boiled water, it is reluctant to eat.

Suddenly, outside the temple gate, there was a strange search; Zhao Jingyang took a look at it and faced a pair of crystal clear eyes.

But it was a little fox, with his forelimbs on the threshold, staring at the roast chicken in his hand, and his saliva seemed to be about to flow out.

Zhao Jingyang laughed, tore off a piece of chicken and threw it over; The little fox leaped, caught the chicken, and turned into darkness with a puff of smoke.

After a while, I probably finished eating, and came again; Pulling the threshold, his eyes staring.

Zhao Jingyang laughed, pulled off the neck of the chicken and the head of the chicken, and threw it over; This time, the little fox didn't run, but just on the edge of the threshold, he chirped and nibbled on the chicken.

While gnawing, he glanced at Zhao Jingyang.

Zhao Jingyang finished eating meat in three or two times, wiped it with his backhand, took out a book, and read it leisurely by the light of the bonfire.

At some point, the little fox was gone.

Around midnight, Zhao Jingyang was about to close his books and meditate cross-legged.

But he heard footsteps outside, and then a voice said, "The midnight is disturbing, and I hope to atone for my sins."

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "The barren mountain and the broken temple are not unique to me."

And an old man came in.

This old man has a thin figure, which does not match a robe; He has a triangular face and a goatee, but he has kind eyebrows.

The old man stepped forward and arched his hand: "The children in the family saw the night light of the temple and sued me; The old man came to see it."

He said, "In the barren mountains and wilderness, the ruined temples are not beautiful after all; I think my husband is a scholar, why don't you go to the old man's house for a night? A few of my children are thirsty for school, so please ask my husband for advice."

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "I don't dare to ask for it."

So he went out of the broken temple with the old man, and went over two mountain beams all the way, and saw that among the mountain cols under the mountain beams, the lights were bright, but a manor was standing.

The old man said, "That's the old man's dwelling."

Zhao Jingyang said with a preoccupation: "Never thought that there was such a secluded manor in this deep mountain?"

The old man smiled and said, "I moved here to avoid disaster."

All the way down the mountain, the old man said, "I wonder what the gentleman thinks of the goblins?"

Zhao Jingyang said: "Fairies are indeed like people, and there are good and bad."

The old man stroked his palm: "Mr. is smart."

Seeing that he was approaching the manor, the old man sighed and said, "Don't hide it from Mr., the old man is an old fox, not a human being."

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "I can see it."

This old man's realm is not high, and a tail is hidden in his robe, looming; If you have a little sharper eyes, you can see it.

The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "Please forgive me, sir."

said, "The old fox family lives here, but they also yearn for the avenue of the world. I've heard that if you want to hear the road, you must read and reason. It's a pity that the old man is a demon, his cultivation is not deep, and the beast form has not been taken off, so he really doesn't dare to enter the city easily. I finally found the books, but they were also damaged."

"I met Mr. today, and Mr. did not despise foxes, but gave chicken as gifts; Old and courageous, please see me, please sir teach my children and grandchildren to read, and understand the truth of the world."

As he spoke, the old fox bowed down and bowed, full of sincerity.

Zhao Jingyang sighed: "People in the world are barbaric with goblins, but they don't know that goblins also have the heart to learn and Tao."

He helped the old fox up and said, "Sage Cloud, there is no class of teaching. If my heart is humane, why don't I teach? The old man leads the way."

The old fox was overjoyed, and said goodbye: "Thank you, sir."

So I pushed the door and entered.

Then a nest of foxes came up with a chatter; Among them was the little fox who begged Zhao Jingyang for chicken at the gate of the broken temple before.

The old man hurriedly said, "Don't make trouble, stand up."

A group of large and small, more than a dozen foxes, hurriedly stood up and behaved.

The old man said, "I have invited my husband to teach you to read, and this is a great opportunity. Come and see the sir, don't be lazy!"

A group of foxes quickly stood up - on their hind legs and on their forelimbs in worship.

Zhao Jingyang smiled, "No need to be polite."

So they crowded into the house.

The old man brought vegetables, fruits, and spring water.

Zhao Jingyang sat down, and a group of foxes surrounded him, looking curiously.

Zhao Jingyang smiled, "What books have you read?"

The old man hurriedly said, "There is half of the Analects."

Zhao Jingyang said, "Only half of the language?"

"Yes." The old man replied.

Zhao Jingyang couldn't help but sigh again. This group of foxes is so learning, half of the Analects is the guideline, and they actually understand etiquette, which is amazing!

He said, "How many words do you know?"

The old man said, "More than 100 literate... Even half of the Analects has not been read through."

Zhao Jingyang nodded: "Your heart is humane, and you are very studious, I have seen it in my eyes. In that case, I'll give you a charter first."

When these words came out, a group of foxes rejoiced even more; Among them, the little fox who begged for chicken was even more excited.

Zhao Jingyang said, "The desire to learn cannot be destroyed, so I decided to teach you for a while longer. Literacy first, then reading, and then reasoning. From now on, I will be humane!"

The old man was overjoyed: "It's a blessing for Mr. Dao to stay here for one night, I never thought that Mr. would be so merciful, and the old fox would say goodbye!"