Chapter 167: The Way of Emperor Confucianism
In the dirtiest darkness, the most beautiful flowers can bloom.
The sword of life burned like an illusory flame, soaring into the air, the dark red flame was like a lotus, blooming one by one, and the nine-fold red lotus bloomed, which was the most beautiful flower created in the most filthy human heart.
Hong Xuanji roared angrily, and the wheel of life and death of the heavens shot out, blocking in front of Yang Pan.
This sword, Yang Pan can't take it, because the name of this sword is called - Emperor Luo!
The human emperor was born from the idea of admiration of all beings, and the nine ways of the human emperor lie in the righteousness of all people to follow. And the sword of Moluo contains the meaning of great enlightenment, and the consciousness of all beings wants to overturn the unrighteous faint king who oppresses them on their heads.
The red lotus danced and jumped, like flame-like petals scattered, and all beings were shouting, infinite mundane thoughts, the thoughts of those beings who were considered fools and stupid women, raised the powerless things in their hands, followed the long sword burning with red flames, and thousands of thoughts turned into thousands of sword qi to follow.
This sword alone is enough to knock Yang Pan off the throne and shatter the fortune of the dynasty of Daqian for 60 years.
But the strongest guardian of imperial power is not the emperor himself, but Hong Xuanji's - righteousness!
"The Wheel of Life and Death in the Heavens!"
Hong Xuanji held a book in one hand and a sword in the other, and killed all the enemies while reading. Now he doesn't use a sword anymore, and he doesn't read anymore, because he is a book, and he is a martial artist.
Immortal Taishi, suppress the dynasty!
Lide is the protagonist of the eternal history books, the son of Daqian.
Now that he took action to protect the imperial power, the wheel of life and death of the heavens collided with the sword of the emperor's fall, and suddenly the sky over the entire Yujing City seemed to be shaken with a muffled thunder, making everyone's thoughts tremble.
This is the avenue of Hong Xuanji, which made Li Luo's Emperor's Sword collapse, because all living beings believe in this principle, believe in the principle of the Three Principles and the Five Constants, and this is precisely a world where the truth can be transformed into power.
When all living beings believe in this principle, even if they are as strong as Moluo, it is difficult to match, not to mention that the current Moluo can only open his eyes, so the sword of the Emperor Fall and the wheel of life and death of the heavens maintain the balance of power, and in an instant, morality kills, countless thoughts are extinguished, and he dies in shame.
However, although Hong Xuanji's reason is very strong, suppressing the sword of the emperor's fall, but the sword of life of Moluo originates from the endless thoughts of all beings, how many thoughts and thoughts there are in this life, and how many thoughts and beastly self are hidden in the mind.
The wheel of life and death of the heavens suppressed the entire sea of blood, and the common sense of the world manifested, making Hong Xuanji extremely strong, and Li Luozhen was killed on the spot.
"It's really stubborn about yourself, but it's a pity that no matter how strong your ideas are, when you can't put them into practice, it's just empty talk." A sword light was born in Mo Luo's eyes again, and this sword light made Mo Luo's expression appear tired.
It's just that the Moluo Origin is so powerful that it is boundless, and the newly born wisdom is simply not enough to support this powerful Origin, and even the next moment it will be returned to that chaotic state by the Vast Origin.
And Mo Luo knew that once he was washed back into the state of chaos, it would mean destruction, complete destruction, everything would be destroyed, and all laws would be one, turning into the core of chaos, which would be really a great disaster.
Not good!
The sword light struck, exquisite, and turned into forty-eight thousand small swords and merged into Hong Xuanji's wheel of heaven and death, impacting Hong Xuanji's truth, making Hong Xuanji begin to panic.
All beings in the world believe in the concept of Hong Xuanji, a master of science, but Hong Xuanji has one biggest flaw, that is, his family!
In his family, the rules are the greatest, and everyone must talk about the rules and abide by the rules.
But the sword of Mo Luo contained all kinds of dark thoughts in his family, not even enough to say that it was dark thoughts, but actually all kinds of things.
Those who want to be clear and virtuous in the world will rule the country first; Those who want to rule their country must first gather their families; Those who want to gather their families must first cultivate their bodies; Those who want to cultivate their bodies must first correct their hearts; Those who want to correct their hearts must first be sincere; If you want to be sincere, you must first know it, and you will know it in Gewu.
Hong Xuanji suffered a loss in his own self-cultivation, so he was trapped in the realm of martial saints for more than ten years, and he did not break through until not long ago.
But now, in the light of the sword, all kinds of vicious thoughts, brothers, friends and brothers are just false, the mutual murder born in the order of dignity and inferiority, the conspiracy and calculation of the lady of the back house, and the secret fighting of the servants
There is a way to govern the country, but it has not led to the Qi family, the wheel of life and death of the heavens is showing a tendency to disintegrate, and the sword light penetrates into Hong Xuanji's thoughts, and the cold light runs through the body.
Raising the sky and roaring, just like Ling Chi, Hong Xuan's body and soul were injured at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart.
The human race establishes morality and etiquette for the world, so that humans and beasts are completely distinguished from the kind of great benevolence and righteousness, and the big mind, this is the real confidence of Hong Xuanji to face Mo Luo, but now, this confidence is broken, so that Hong Xuanji will be drowned by Mo Luo in the next moment.
"Be careful."
Seeing that Hong Xuanji was about to be defeated and beheaded, Yang Pan immediately activated the boat of creation under the palace, although the powerful king of artifacts was damaged, but still volatilized infinite power, crossing the sea of blood, and the idea of uniting as a city turned into the bow of the dragon head in the sea of blood to cut the waves, crash into the blooming red lotus, and protect Hong Xuanji.
The red lotus flowers in the sky gradually disappear, turning into snow covering the earth, nourishing the land for the next year.
Mo Luo slowly closed his eyes, a red blood mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows, the nine lotus leaves of the red lotus shook, and the ancient characters were hidden in Mo Luo's body, staining Mo Luo's self.
"In this game, I won."
Mo Luo slowly closed his eyes, Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji had stopped him for nineteen years, but now, they could no longer stop him, prevent him from helping the world get rid of the sea of suffering and enjoy bliss.
The age of lies is coming to an end, and the age of the enlightened has arrived.
"I used to be in the Yujing City, and when I first turned the wheel of the Four Noble Truths, I enjoyed the supreme enlightenment."
This is the end of the era, this is the era when all the strong have made a bet, and even Moro himself is a bet made by the strong people in this world for a certain purpose.
The sons of Daqian, the sons of the era, and the sons of the Dao, all the Tianjiao rise, go to fight, and go to the end.
And among them, the most anticipated is the one created by the medieval princes - Yizi!
Everyone has the opportunity to become a child, just as everyone has the potential to become the leader of the Central World.
At this moment, Hong Yi does not know his fate, but there is no doubt that he has stepped on the road to becoming Yi Zi.
Stepping into the imperial examination room, I don't know when, the atmosphere of Wu Wenhou has changed a lot.
His father, Hong Yi thought that the father who didn't even remember him, on that day, actually began to face himself squarely, and scolded many villains in the house.
The atmosphere in the whole mansion has changed, although many people are still dissatisfied in their hearts, but the father began to plan a different path for his offspring, so that the whole mansion is also a lot less conspiratorial calculations.
And Hong Yi was also allocated a lot of money and resources to prepare for the exam.
On the street, there are crowds of people, and there are many talents who are taking the exam, and there is no shortage of talented people, among whom there are even Tianjiao of various families.
Hong Yi stepped into the tribute courtyard, and he felt a kind of great strength that filled the heavens and the earth, rolling and oppressing, which was emanating from the bodies of those saints.
The soul came out of the shell, he felt that these clay sages were filled with the aura of Haoran Dagang, this breath was invisible, directly from the oppression in the thoughts, Hong Yi instantly remembered the story of the gods, Buddhas and sages who were conceived by the incense of all the people in the notes of the grass hall and became gods.
In the midst of his doubts, he once again came out of his shell, and finally found that these clay sculptures of ancient sages did not have any other thoughts except for a great strong aura, and they could not communicate.
Slowly retracting his thoughts, Hong Yi sorted out his mind and prepared for the exam, but the faces of those saints seemed to have changed for a moment, all with some kind of weird smiles, and together with the officials in charge of supervision, they all had a strange look on their faces at this moment.
The emperor ordered that the saint was in poor health, so he ordered the thirteen princes to inspect the Yujing City on his behalf.
(End of chapter)