Chapter 207: The chessboard clangs
"Therefore the tree planter must plant its roots......
In the Confucian Society, Wang Zhixin slowly expounded his own god-like views, everyone in the audience listened to it fascinated, the invisible bond connected everyone, and the aura of Taoist rhyme continued to be extinguished in the realm that ordinary people could not see, a kind of pure air that seemed to represent the majestic and righteous way, and was naturally conceived between heaven and earth.
"Therefore, those who cultivate virtue must cultivate their hearts, and the so-called ...... of virtue are cultivated"
Wang Zhixin said this, closed the jade book and said, "Let's stop here today." β
Everyone nodded yes, got up and saluted, and packed up the boxes and pen and ink.
They have long been accustomed to this mode of getting along, although Wang Zhixin is rigid and wooden, but he is strict and cautious in learning, and his teaching is delicate and proper, and he is very respected by everyone.
If there is anyone who is the most suitable to be the preacher in Chang'an School, it must be the king's obsession.
After everyone dispersed, Wang Zhixin took out the jade order that was constantly being extinguished in his arms, listened with his ears, and the expression on his face became more and more serious.
"Brother Wang, what's wrong?" Duan Muci asked with some curiosity if he had participated in Yan Xi today, and he didn't sit in the hall today.
"Oh...... The matter of Zhen'an is over, and Brother Zhang is about to come back. β
"That's a good dare!" Duanmu was overjoyed, the Confucian Society had developed so far, and he also wanted Zhang Qinghe to come and see the results they had achieved.
Wang Zhixin just nodded slightly, a little cold, Duanmu Ci didn't care, he knew that Wang Zhixin had always been like this.
He saw the young man pacing away slowly, and then he turned around on his own.
And when Duanmu Ci was far away, Wang Zhixin took out the jade order from his bosom and sent a message to another place-
"When will Xie Luming do it, and how will he do it?"
The message was quickly replied to, and the bright white light made the king's solemn face add a bit of solemnity.
"The foreshadowing industry has been completed, I am afraid that it will make a fuss about the morality of the people in the Confucian Society, although the means are direct, but we have to be vigilant.
In addition, he seems to have a means of confusing people's minds, which is strange and difficult to prevent, and only those who have cultivated the divine soul will not be able to grasp the Tao. β
"Well, I've got it, be careful. β
Wang Zhixin replied in a low voice, his eyes lit up when he heard the bewilderment, as if he remembered something, and then he heard the man's speculation that the divine soul was strong enough to resist, and he calmed down a little, and began to prepare for other things.
He paced a few steps in the hall, not knowing what he was thinking, but with some curiosity and expectation in his heart, as if he had found a target, he quietly spit out the nameβ
"Xie Luming......"
......
"The king is obsessed, the king is obsessed......"
Xie Luming sat in the cave mansion of Jisheng Peak, his fingers that were so white that they were not like ordinary people silently knocked on the sandalwood table beside him, and his jade-colored eyes were full of resentment undisguised, as if he was swallowed up by some deep desire.
In the deepest part that ordinary people are difficult to detect, a trace of ink color flashes away.
He Muyang stood quietly beside him, bowing his head respectfully.
"Muyang, how is the arrangement?"
Xie Luming was quite close to He Muyang in his words, after all, the two had the same purpose, and at the moment when the Confucian Society was in power, even some masters were interested in getting closer, he could use it, and he was the only one who dared to get close to him.
"The people who should be selected have already been decided, waiting for Brother Xie to do it. β
He Muyang said humbly.
"Okay, very good, I have to be taught by the teacher, and I have to break into Tibet, if this matter can be done, with the help of the power of the school, the crooked and evil way of the Confucian Society will be suppressed, and I will take you to meet the teacher, and let him accept you as a personal transmission after your Faxiang. β
"This ...... Thank you so much for your cultivation!"
He Muyang shook his hand excitedly.
"If it weren't for the fact that the teacher has been busy with trivial matters recently, I would have taken you to see the teacher today, and I would have been able to settle your affairs. Xie Luming was sorry.
"Muyang has not yet been in the law phase, and he has no virtue and no talent, so let's wait until the law is condensed, otherwise I will really have no shame to see Xu Sheng, I am afraid that I will lose Brother Xie's love!"
He Muyang's face was as usual, and he refused unhurriedly.
Xie Luming stared at He Muyang, the ink in his eyes flowed, He Muyang saw this change, and hurriedly forced himself to be distracted, and his face became sluggish.
"Yes, yes, you're a wonderful person who knows something, so let's step back. β
"Yes. β
After He Muyang slowly turned into a rainbow and left, Xie Luming walked out of the cave and went to the cliff of the Holy Peak, as if he had been inspired by some kind of inspiration, and there was no need for the continuation of the jade order, he knew that Xu Shuyu was waiting for him in that place early at the moment.
The two stood silently, without much verbal conversation, and seemed to be strangely engaged in some kind of silent communication.
Within the spirit realm, distorted voices roared and roared, mixed with a huge flow of information, flowing around the two.
"News came from Zhen'an that Chu Fengge and Xunri died in Zhen'an. β
"Zhen'an is solid, even if you and I sense that an adult is there, we will avoid them, and we shouldn't be able to hurt them. β
"The news in the middle of the court is that he was killed by the Demon King of the Mixed Cave with his bloodline supernatural powers. β
"Mixed hole...... The infection is not complete, but under the vast supernatural powers, it is really possible.
Even the demon king broke through the formation and entered the city gate, which shows that Zhen'an must be greatly injured. β
"Hmm...... It makes a difference, but it's not necessarily a bad thing. β
"Li Shaobai is about to break through, Xu Jianshan's matter must be arranged as soon as possible. β
Although Xu Shuyu and He Muyang were calculating, they couldn't imagine that everything they said and did would be seen in the eyes of others.
Li Mo lay on the heavy clouds of Taihaotian, shallow uncovered the mud of a jar of heavenly laughter, took a sip, and looked at this chessboard of black and white dragons strangled with each other, especially looking at Jisheng Peak.
"Coming back?"
"It's back. β
Behind him, the white-clothed and haired Wendao Immortal pistled without a trace, silently, and the cumber on his waist seemed to tremble uncontrollably.
"Then, do you have other arrangements, or do you want to take a good look at this first excerpt with me?"
"The emperor is really a noble person who forgets things, I am a singer, how can I accompany you to watch from the audience?"
"If it weren't for the clan's desire to break up this Taihaotian, I would have really come to an end. β
"The emperor laughed, you have sung this excerpt, and slowly, the good show is still to come. β
Wenchang Xingjun played dumb riddles, making it unclear what he was talking about.
"You're leaving, then?"
"Yes, let's go, and then I will come back after a while, and when I come up, it's the time to end!"
"You're coming to the end, aren't you afraid of being on the Dao Fruit List?"
"It's going to be him who ends, and I'll clean it up. β
"He didn't have a hard time. β
"Don't say he didn't have to work, he did have a lot of effort.
The teacher said that this is called lying down to win, not to mention that it is really appropriate. β
Wenchang Xingjun said, took off his waist, drew a portal in the void, and walked straight in, leaving Li Mo alone, quietly watching the big drama that was about to open.