And with Li Zhuang sitting down, this time the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference will also begin.

I only saw a ray of light flashing across the sky, shining on a corner of the apricot forest pulpit, shining on this corner of the golden clear, and then through this corner, a golden light seemed to be constantly advancing, along this corner quickly spread all over the entire apricot forest pulpit.

Then, in an instant, the Xinglin pulpit was full of hardcover beating men, each of whom was like a heavenly soldier and a general, holding a drumstick in his hand and constantly beating the reel in front of him.

Wang Mou has some understanding of this scene, this is a town teaching instrument of Confucianism, called the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map, and what the initiator draws on it, there will be a corresponding projection mapped to reality.

Looking at the sudden appearance of so many people, Wang Mou could feel that this should be the handiwork of the saint, firstly, to show his own strength, and secondly, to scare those young people.

As Wang Mou continued to think about it here, these men shouted loudly as if they had received some instructions.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. ”

With this earth-shaking shout, huge footprints appeared from the sky, and continued to walk along the sky to the apricot forest pulpit.

When the last footprint stepped on the Xinglin Forum, a golden light suddenly penetrated the entire Xinglin Forum, and the people who were looking for it could not see what was happening on the Xinglin Forum at all.

But soon this golden light immediately dissipated, and as the golden light dissipated, the original men had disappeared, as if they had never appeared, and were replaced by a white-bearded old man, this white-bearded old man was none other than a Confucian saint.

At this time, the saint was dressed in a simple linen robe, and looked at everyone present with a smile.

"Colleagues, how are you doing?"

Listening to the sage's greeting, there were still people who dared to sit on the original seat, and they all stood up one by one and bowed their hands to the sage.

The saint looked at the respectful appearance of this group of people to himself, and couldn't help but sneer slightly in his heart, this group of people didn't know how much of their respect for themselves was true and how much was false.

But after all, the saint is also an old and refined character, and in the face of such a scene, it is naturally impossible to reveal the true thoughts in his heart, so he just smiled and said to everyone present.

"Hehe, I'm really happy to see so many people come to support my old and decaying field, this hundred schools of thought conference has been held I don't know how many times, and its core purpose has not changed, that is, to give you a reasonable and legal stage, so that you can compete in a peaceful way at this hundred schools of thought conference. ”

"This time the 100 schools of thought conference is no exception, of course, we as the organizer is also to add a little color for everyone, this time we decided, the winner of the hundred I will hand a word to him, what to write depends on the mood of the winner, if you let me write what is at home, welcome or something, I also have no opinion. ”

Hearing what the sage said, everyone couldn't help laughing, but in all fairness, this time the Libaijia Caitou can be said to be decent, and there is no big feature.

Of course, this is not to say that the sage's handwriting is worthless, as the realm ceiling of this continent, at least the realm ceiling in the eyes of everyone, the words written by the saint will inherently carry a kind of Confucian luck, and carrying it with him will not only increase his own luck, but also some evil demons will not dare to get close.

After listening to the prizes of the hundreds of schools, everyone is very curious about the prizes of the hundreds of schools, because the prizes of the hundreds of schools of thought are different every time, but without exception, they are all rare and good treasures.

The sage looked at the expectant eyes of everyone, and did not sell it, smiled and said: "Hehe, I believe that you must be very curious about the prize of this foreign hundred schools, this year, we are going to bleed, to give you a big one, so this year's foreign hundred prizes, we are ready to use the social pen as the prize of this foreign hundred schools." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present suddenly boiled, and the sage said that this social pen was not an ordinary product, but a personal treasure of his when the saint was not a saint.

The ability of this social pen itself is very prominent, it can be called a high-grade magic weapon, and with the saint once canonized, this social pen is accompanied by the saint's power greatly increased, although it is not called the treasure of Confucianism, but it is also almost the same.

This time, the saint actually took out such a treasure, and everyone was suddenly itching, and even some sects that were unwilling to end in this hundred schools of thought competition conference were now a little unbearable in the face of such a big interest.

And at this time, the most calm people may only be those who know the inside story, or guess some inside information, including Wang Mou and Du Liuzhi.

"I'll go, this time the sage's pen is big enough, and even the sheji pen has been taken out, it seems that the sage will not stop if he doesn't catch a big fish this time. Du Liuzhi looked at the saint in the center of the apricot forest pulpit and muttered to himself.

"Well, and the saint will also use this to have the effect of killing three warriors with two peaches, so that the opposite side will inevitably appear short-sighted under the immediate interests, in this way, it will be fatal to the alliance that is not strong on the other side. Wang Mou echoed with a smile.

Of course, what the sage thought was indeed like this, using this social pen as a huge bait, and then trying to see if he could catch a big fish, such a price is already very small for Confucianism, which is now in the undercurrent position.

Looking at the gradually boiling atmosphere present, the sage smiled and said to everyone: "Okay colleagues, I know that you all want to hurry up and carry out the outer hundred schools now, but well, the rules cannot be changed, and the inner hundred schools must be carried out first, please forgive me." ”

As soon as the saint's words came out, who dared to disobey, and the atmosphere present gradually returned to calm.

Looking at such a scene, the sage clapped his hands, and a white crane flew from the sky and landed steadily beside the sage.

The sage patted the white crane's head, took the scroll out of the white crane's mouth, and gently opened the scroll, and when he saw the scroll, the corners of the sage's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and said to everyone.

"Hehe, I was too lazy to get the question this time, and I thought that I would leave it to this white crane to find an article from my policy back then, but I didn't expect this white crane to find this one, okay, then everyone, this time the topic of the hundred schools is - born or entered the WTO. Guys, do your bidding. ”

As soon as the sage's words fell, all the Confucian monks who were going to participate in the hundred schools of thought fell into a discussion, this topic can be said to be both simple and complex, because there is no accurate answer to this topic, because this topic has always been one of the most famous debate topics in Confucianism, and Wang Mingyang's death has a certain relationship with this.

"Lao Wang, how about it, what do you have to say about this topic, after all, you are ready to wait for a blockbuster. Jia Nanxun, who was sitting next to Wang Mou, patted Wang Mou and asked Wang Mou about this.

Wang Mou was a little helpless at this time, he knew this thing, and this still had to rely on the four people in his inner world to fix it.

But now Wang Mou has not felt that his past life has given him a signal, so in order not to be stage frightened, Wang Mou had to pretend to be vague and say.

"Is this, confidential, I'll tell you now, how can I still be a blockbuster then. ”

When Jia Nanxun heard Wang Mou's answer, he also nodded. "Well, you're right, the masters are the last to appear, just like the police in the TV series, so let's take a look and see what they say. ”

So Wang Mou and others waited here for the appearance of the first speaker, but because this hundred schools of thought can speak at any time, there is no rule on how long they must speak, so it is still unknown when this first speech will appear, and a hundred schools of thought contention conference that year also had an embarrassing situation where no one spoke within the first hour.

But this time, fortunately, there was no such scene, and after waiting less than five minutes, the first person to speak appeared.

This person is a young man in white clothes, looking at his face is still a little childish, Wang Mou, who still has a certain understanding of some well-known figures in the rivers and lakes, still knows this young man, this young man is from a small academy, although he is young, but he has the title of prodigy, it is said that there was once a saint's personal disciple who wanted to accept this person as an apprentice, but later due to various reasons, it was gone.

I saw this young man walk to the center of the Xinglin pulpit, and bowed his hand with everyone.

"Seniors, the kid is not talented, seeing that everyone did not come out to speak, I think I want someone to start a start, so I will make a brick to attract your jade, boy, my opinion is that it is better to enter the WTO than to be born. ”

(To be continued, this time the opening of the Hundred Schools of Thought, I borrowed from the scene of the opening ceremony of the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, although the author was still young, but the scene is indeed lingering in my heart for a long time, I have only seen such a shocking opening ceremony so far, this time in Beijing, and I also hope that the opening ceremony of the 2022 Winter Olympics will give me a more shocking opening ceremony than the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics.) Of course, I'm not looking forward to the Olympics in Tokyo anymore, after all, it's not necessarily that people can't open it, and it's manual funny. ）