There are exceptions to everything.

The scolding battle between the old gentleman and the cloud saint back then, no matter how the saint covered it up afterwards, but the fact that he lost to the old gentleman is a fact and cannot be changed.

Master Zhou stood in front of the thatched hut, and no one around could come over here, and the sage's means were so simple.

There was even a wisp of qi that left from Zhou Fuzi's fingers and went to the thatched hut.

There was the sound of the wind outside the hut, and there was Master Zhou standing in the wind.

There was an old gentleman in the hut, lying on a simple wooden bed with his eyes closed, snoring slightly.

I guess I should have fallen asleep.

It's just that Master Zhou has already revealed that he has arrived outside the door, how can this old gentleman be indifferent?

Even if the old gentleman wanted to be indifferent, Master Zhou would not allow it.

With just a slight thought, the wooden bed began to shake, not much, but it always made the old gentleman no longer pretend to be asleep, and the person who pretended to be asleep could not wake up, but the old gentleman still opened his eyes.

Opening his eyes, the old gentleman quickly sat up and stared at the broken door, and the old gentleman frowned and shouted, "Who is so boring and teasing an old man like me?"

This is knowingly asked.

A monk of the realm like Mr. Lao, in the whole world, there are not many people who can make him pay attention, but he still feels that the qi outside makes him unable to give birth to the slightest fighting will, and the reason why he can't give birth to the fighting spirit is naturally not because the qi machine has good intentions, but that person is too strong and has no chance of winning.

If you don't have a chance of winning, you don't have to make noise.

This is the old gentleman's code of conduct over the years, and it has not changed, not quarreling because it can't quarrel, and not fighting is naturally the same, it's all the same.

Master Zhou looked at the broken thatched hut, knowing that the old gentleman was going to pretend to be a ghost, frowned slightly, didn't say anything, just took a step forward, and the whole person fell into the thatched hut.

There were very few things in the hut, a wooden table, a chair, a wooden bed.

Master Zhou sat on the chair and looked at the old gentleman sitting on the bed.

The two looked at each other and didn't say much, but the old gentleman knew what Master Zhou was thinking, and Master Zhou also knew what the old man was thinking, in fact, the two of them didn't need to say much, they knew the whole story, but things were not so simple.

Master Zhou was silent for a while, and then said: "I talked to Ye Xiujing, nothing will happen when Su Ye enters the clouds, and Liang also enters the clouds, and we will not do anything, just maintain the current situation, in fact, it is meaningless, the situation of mountains and rivers has remained unchanged for six thousand years, Daomen thinks it is not good, and I also think it is not good." ”

The old gentleman had no expression.

Master Zhou continued: "If you still can't let go of the old things, I can issue a decree. ”

The old gentleman turned his head, not having a happy look, but becoming more and more indifferent, "This is the so-called people walking tea and cooling?"

Master Zhou looked at him and did not speak.

There is a precedence of things, big and small.

On the question of whether Confucianism will play a more important role in the mountains and rivers in the future, the old things of the past naturally seem not so important.

The old gentleman stood up, and his whole body trembled a little, not because of old age or anger, but because he was a little involuntary.

The old gentleman looked at Master Zhou and didn't speak.

Zhou Fuzi is also waiting for an answer.

It's quiet again.

After a while, the old gentleman said: "I stay in this hut, by no means afraid of death, not because I am afraid of him, if so, after he leaves the world, I will come out, I just through the original incident, I have been thinking about one thing, if I can't figure it out, I naturally don't want to come out, if you want me to enter the clouds, you have to wait until I figure it out, I can't figure it out, I won't leave." ”

There was some strange emotion in Master Zhou's eyes, "There are many things in this world that I can't think about clearly, just the things I know, there are tens of thousands, if every one of them is so entangled, there is no need to practice." ”

The old gentleman's interest was not high, even in the face of the Confucian sect master in front of him, he did not have any awe.

Zhou Fuzi exhaled a breath of turbidity.

At first, he didn't come out to say a few fair words, because he felt that the old gentleman and he were not on the same road, and even if one day, the old gentleman came to the clouds from the world, he would never stand beside him and be on the side of the riverbank.

It's just that the times are different now, so he came to the school palace in person.

The old gentleman glanced at Master Zhou a few times, and then fell down, which is a sign that the words have come to this point, and there is no need to say more.

He is a monk who ascends the building, he is never the opponent of Master Zhou, and Master Zhou's status is respected, if others see him treat Master Zhou like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be spurned by ten thousand people.

Master Zhou stood up and said calmly: "There are thousands of avenues, each with its own way, but since those roads were opened up by predecessors, we should have some gratitude, not like now." ”

After saying this, regardless of the old gentleman's heart, Master Zhou had already returned to the hut anyway.

Back in front of the hut, Master Zhou glanced at the sky.

All those qi machines dissipated, and soon a middle-aged man with a book pinned to his waist appeared here.

Xue Gong Zhangjiao, Su Ye.

The head of the academy glanced at Master Zhou, and soon clasped his fists and saluted, his expression was gentle, and no one could find fault with it.

Master Zhou nodded slightly, and said softly: "The matter of entering the clouds, you have to pay attention." ”

After saying this, Master Zhou didn't talk about it in depth, just glanced at Su Ye, and disappeared.

Su Ye looked at the dilapidated thatched hut and asked tentatively, "Sir?"

"Get out!"

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went to the School Palace, and Master Zhou's mood was not good, but it was not bad.

He stood in the clouds, looked somewhere, took a few steps forward, then looked at the sky and said: "All kinds of deductions, at this time, there is no effect at all, you still have to explore it yourself." ”

There was a voice from outside the sky.

Master Zhou stood in place, listened for a while, and then said, "The Great Dao is like this. ”

Another ethereal voice.

Master Zhou said: "This is the best. ”

After saying this, Master Zhou walked towards the clouds.

There is snow between heaven and earth.

Snow is not snow, but sword intent.

There is as much snow as there is sword intent and how much sword qi there is.

Master Zhou couldn't count them, but feeling these sword intents reminded him of the sword immortal Chao Qingqiu who had left the world.

He looked at the talismans below the clouds, at those golden lights, at those sword intents.

Then he calmly opened the book of Confucianism.

In just an instant, the sound of the Great Dao sounded between heaven and earth, as if countless Confucian sages were chanting the teachings of those sages, and those voices came from the book, with a majestic qi.

Zhou Fuzi looked down with an indifferent expression.