Hong Jingzhang was about to make a move, but Su Lin did not move, and said:

"Master Hong, if what I say is wrong, you can seal my wisdom on the spot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, I, Su Lin, vouched for the future of my position, and what I just said is true, and the Confucian scholars in the Tianren Continent have all misunderstood the 'friendless and inferior to themselves'. ”

Su Lin, I would like to believe that what you said is true, and in terms of reasoning, your explanation seems to make some sense.

But do you think I'm going to believe you as a child? How can you prove that you're telling the truth?"

Hong Jingzhang sighed and said, "I can pretend that I didn't hear your words and didn't take you to the temple, but you are not allowed to mention this matter again." ”

"Provable!"

At this moment, among the heads of the case, Liyu, who was in the image of a beautiful man, stood up and said:

"Uncle, as far as I know, Ran Zicheng, the secretary of the household department of the dynasty, wrote a book with this holy saying, and said that the "Theory of Wealth and Poverty" is the policy of Mingzhou, and Yongzhen is on the Great Wall of my Wu country.

I think that if Su Lin insists that his explanation is correct, he can be given a chance to break the holy brick of "The Theory of Wealth and Poverty"!"

The sentence "uncle" made everyone's eyes look at Liyu, and the words that Liyu said immediately made everyone even more stunned.

No one has dared to go to the Great Wall to hit the holy bricks for hundreds of years, and if you succeed, if you don't succeed, your wisdom will be destroyed, and you will become a demented fool, and you will never be able to gain wisdom again for the rest of your life. ”

Hong Jingzhang was also surprised that Liyu, the holy daughter of the demon clan who was deliberately arranged by him as his nephew, would actually propose to let Su Lin hit the holy brick.

Since you don't believe me, I, Su Lin, will prove to you that what I said is true.

You are all wrong, and the Confucian scholars of the entire Tianren Continent are all wrong! I stand by my way and am willing to prove my truth with my own wisdom. ”

Su Lin stood up resolutely, he did not have the slightest fear or timidity, and firmly expressed his willingness to go to the Great Wall to hit the holy bricks.

"This is not a joke, Su Lin, Ran Zicheng's "Theory of Wealth and Poverty" is a work of Mingzhou built at the peak of the university, you have to think about it carefully!"

Hong Jingzhang originally thought that Su Lin was ignorant, but now he was moved by Su Lin's fearlessness.

"Master Hong, since this Surin thinks he is more amazing than a half-saint, then let's go with him and see how he smashes the holy brick!"

Huang Tong strongly encouraged.

"Master Hong, I think it's better to give him a chance. It's been a hundred years since the Great Wall of Wu Kingdom dared to hit the holy bricks, so it's good to see the excitement!"

The heads of the wealthy families shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic, on the surface they wanted to give Su Lin a chance, but in fact they didn't want to see Su Lin being blocked by the Great Wall.

"Well, come with me! The Great Wall is twenty miles ahead, and it will take two quarters of an hour to ride a horse. ”

Seeing this, Hong Jingzhang could only agree, and called the grain supervisor in the army, and asked him to prepare sixty-eight horses, and gallop to the Great Wall twenty miles away.

"What's the fear of hitting the holy bricks? ”

Riding on the galloping horse, Su Lin did not have the slightest fear, he had already used the wordless heavenly book to repeatedly check in his mind.

The most correct interpretation of the phrase "those who have no friends are not as good as themselves" is what Nan Huaijin said in "The Analects of Discourse", that is, Su Lin's explanation.

The majestic Great Wall, ten feet high, is made of countless holy bricks made of holy power of thought.

These different ideas can be stacked and fused with each other, and finally become one, becoming the biggest barrier to protect the human race.

When everyone came to the foot of the Great Wall and looked up at the towering city, they suddenly felt that they were so small.

Hong Jingzhang led the way in front, and brought a group of case leaders to the Great Wall that has been piled up with holy bricks in recent years, looked for a long time, and pointed to nine of the holy bricks to Su Lindao:

"Su Lin, on these nine holy bricks, it is the holy brick that was born when Ran Zicheng's "Theory of Wealth and Poverty" was written.

Now, since you feel that you are right, turn your thoughts into a sword and crush him!"

Everyone looked towards the nine holy bricks, and every word on them showed the brilliance of the Holy Dao, which could be said to be a pearl of words, full of the light of thought.

The majesty of the above truth is daunting, but the national policy of class rule described can make people yearn for it.

In the face of this majestic Great Wall, Su Lin remembered the Great Wall he saw in Badaling, Beijing, in his previous life, which had lost its role in guarding the country, leaving only the dilapidated city wall, which was trampled on by countless people every day, highlighting its historical and cultural relics value.

The Great Wall of Tianren Continent is the condensation of ideas and the crystallization of truth. Whether it is orthodox thought or sophistry and fallacy, as long as it is an idea, it will be absorbed by the Great Wall of Thousands of Miles.

In the eyes of the leaders of the case waiting to see a good show, Su Lin stepped forward step by step, staring at the nine holy bricks of "The Theory of Wealth and Poverty".

There was a bright look in his eyes, as if he saw a noble and high-ranking official dressed in gorgeous clothes, driving away the people of Li in the entire Wu country, dividing them according to the hierarchy, the scholars and the common people, which was enough to establish an artificial barrier between a hundred levels of classes.

Then, as if raising livestock, it squeezes the people of the lower classes, and the people are not for the people, how can they be the country?

Thinking of Ran Zicheng's selfishness, he wanted to use the way of class to herd all the people.

Su Lin felt that a breath of unyielding for the people was surging out, and the wordless heavenly book in his mind was actually self-sensitive.

In an instant, a series of sage words appeared in his mind, Su Lin's eyes were blazing, and the light of his thoughts was about to burst into flames.

couldn't help but squirt the holy power wildly, spit out the truth, and said to the gold brick word by word:

"The way of the husband and the saint, the people of the country, 'kiss and benevolence, benevolence and love things'.

And whether there is a Thai or not, there are poor people, and the disciples of the saints either live above the temple or under the bondage. Yi Yin cultivated in the wilderness of Youxin, Yu Shun was born in the acres, and the son said: 'I am less and cheaper, so I can do a lot of contemptible.' It is the master who does not lose his glory by the affairs of the commissioners.

'Liyun Liyun, Jade Silk Cloud, Joy Cloud, Bell and Drum Cloud'.

Poetry: 'Clever smile, beautiful eyes, always thought that it was gorgeous' how can it be benevolent to be a false etiquette, and forget the sage's 'after the ceremony'.

If you are cautious in courtesy, you will paint for the soldiers and the people, and forget the foundation of benevolence and righteousness.

The book says, 'The people are the state, the country is solid and the Bangning', now stealing is the private of the family, taking Zhu with purple, and hindering the book at the end, it is Zheng Sheng's chaos Yale, and the mouth of the state is also, distorting the holy words to establish the way, Yu Si He is punished!

As the last word "Zhu" fell, in Su Lin's eyebrows, thoughts, and thoughts flashed continuously, like lightning in the dark, slamming into the nine holy bricks of the "Theory of Wealth, Wealth, Poverty, and Cheapness".

Click......

Ideological fire, no attack power, no actual damage.

However, it bombarded the nine holy bricks, and it actually caused these nine holy power bricks and stones, which could have stood for thousands of years, to begin to crack one after another.

"Ah, what the hell is going on? Holy Brick! Holy Brick cracked......" Fang Ziling exclaimed in shock.

"Impossible! Impossible! This is Ran Hanlin's Argument Sacred Brick!"

Huang Tong's eyes were about to split, and Fang Cai's face was still extremely proud that it froze at this moment, and then screamed hoarsely.

"Then what Surin said turned out to be true!"

Lin Wanjing's thoughts burst out, and he even understood because of Su Lin's words, and his eyes were shocked and very shocked.

looked at Su Lin, whose eyes burst out with thought at this time, as if he was looking up at the scene when Wu Jin, the great Confucian of the dynasty, was in the first place.

"It's broken! It's broken! Hahahaha...... "The Theory of Rich, Rich, Poor and Cheap" has really been shattered! Great! Great! Great! Luck of Wu Guo! Luck of the people!"

Hong Jingzhang, who didn't have hope at all, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately showed ecstasy, and laughed wildly without even a bit of scholarly style.

The expressions of the people were complicated, from the initial disdain and ridicule, to the shock and astonishment, and the change of face was in an instant.

At this time, the holy brick of the "Theory of Wealth and Poverty" clicked and cracked, but suddenly, from a very far away, a majestic holy power flew out.

The blow hit the holy brick that was about to be completely shattered, and the shattered holy brick actually began to heal quickly.

"It's not good! That Ran Zicheng has been trained into a hundred ladders, and "The Theory of Wealth and Poverty" is about to become a policy for the town, ...... Surin.

Hurry up and use your reasoning and thinking to smash that holy brick again, otherwise the Great Confucian's Zhenguo Sacred Brick will be far from being able to be broken by your reasoning!"

Seeing this, Hong Jingzhang hurriedly yelled towards Su Lin.

"Strong words, and want to resurrect the ashes?"

Su Lin also stared, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and the cheers were like thunder, and the three holy bricks in the Zhihai instantly melted, turning into one holy handwriting, and from Su Lin's mouth like thunder, they burst out:

"It is a sin to distort the words of a saint...... Be punished!"

Bang!

Fierce battle of ideas, the power of the holy brick is no match for the truth, in a loud explosion.

The entire Great Wall of Wu Kingdom shook and roared, and with a bang, the nine holy bricks only resisted for a moment.

There is no longer a rational basis to persevere, and all of a sudden, pieces of it are shattered apart, and they completely disappear between heaven and earth, and the idea of unreasonable dependence cannot be recognized by existence.

Rumble!

In the palace of Wu State, the monarch Sun Jianshi stood up from the dragon chair suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Shatter the holy bricks, the Great Wall shakes? A hundred years have passed, and someone has actually smashed the holy bricks of poetry on the Great Wall of my Wu Kingdom?"

In the house of Ran Zicheng, the head of the household, looking at the hundredth ladder that had just been built in the Zhihai, Ran Zicheng laughed loudly:

"The ladder of heaven has been completed, and I have been promoted to the rank of Great Confucian, who can stop me in the Wu Kingdom?"

However, it was less than a quarter of an hour before Ran Zicheng was promoted to the position of Great Confucian.

Suddenly, a tornado surged in his sea of wisdom, the waves were monstrous, the heavens and the earth cracked, and an unknown heavenly fire and thunder flame actually fell from the sky and fell directly on his first heavenly ladder.

Rumble!

The first ladder was struck by lightning flames and crashed towards the second ladder, followed by the third, and then the fourth......

Like dominoes, the chain reaction of the collapse of the ladder occurred in an instant, and Ran Zicheng had not yet figured out what was going on.

In his sea of wisdom, a hundred heavenly ladders all collapsed, completely turning into nothing.

"No!" Ran Zicheng's eyes were split, and his whole person's spirit instantly withered, and his literary realm fell from the great Confucian to the Hanlin and then to the scholar.