"It's finally over. I don't know how long it took, Chen Fusheng listened to the voice of the alien cultivator under the six-colored wheel gradually weakening, and finally disappeared completely, and he let out a long sigh of relief and completely relaxed.

And this time, next to the books that the Great Freedom Son of Heaven had formed, there were a few more books, all of which were things he had cultivated during this time, such as Qingcheng martial arts, "Qingfu Sword Codex", and "Xuantong Chapter", which were different in size and luster.

And among them, there is one that is particularly eye-catching, like substance, and the light released even exceeds that brought by the demon seed.

This book is the product of the wheel "digesting" the foreign practitioner's legacy, and turning it into something similar to the Buddhist inheritance relics, carrying all the other party's memories, knowledge, and spiritual experience.

However, if an ordinary person rashly absorbs it, the final result is that his head will be blown up by the huge amount of knowledge in an instant.

Chen Fusheng naturally would not make such a common-sense mistake, so he took a cautious look, added three seals to it, and withdrew from Zhihai.

In any case, there is really no energy to continue tonight.

The soul returned to the body, and as soon as Chen Fusheng's body became weak, he was about to collapse to the ground again, but this time he was finally prepared before returning and forcibly stabilized his body.

Stubbornly enduring the feeling of a splitting headache and barely mobilizing the few remaining internal forces in his body, Chen Fusheng meditated and breathed again.

This time it took two hours, and finally I opened my eyes when it was already a rooster singing outside.

The internal force in the body has recovered fifty or sixty percent, which is enough to cope with the general situation.

It's the spirit that's in trouble, though.

Chen Fusheng looked at the dark circles under his eyes in the basin, as if he hadn't slept all night, and he was also a little helpless.

Fighting in the sea of consciousness naturally consumes not internal force, but divine consciousness, which hurts the spirit the most.

After carefully rubbing his eyes, he accelerated the flow of qi and blood around him through his internal strength, and finally it didn't look so bad.

Walking out of the room, the three members of the He family had already had breakfast, and they didn't know where they went, as for him, because he had reminded him before entering the room last night that he might have to get up late today, so he didn't need to wake him up, so he spent a morning peacefully.

Chen Fusheng simply gave up this breakfast and went directly to Ye Xin's residence.

This time, in addition to Su Guo and the others, there were several others, all dressed as Confucians, and they obviously planned to go to Lingji Palace together.

"Brother Chen, everyone is waiting for you alone. Su Guo saw Chen Fusheng walk in and said with a smile.

"What's the matter, Fusheng, did you get an internal injury from your hands with that old guy yesterday?" Ye Xin, who practiced martial arts, obviously had better eyesight, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, as soon as Chen Fusheng came in, with the innate intuition of a person who practiced martial arts, he sensed that something was wrong.

"It's nothing, it's just that I read too late last night and slept a little underly. Chen Fusheng lightly brushed it over, "Do you want to go now?"

"Well," intoxicated nodded, "if it's too late, there won't be a place, and I don't know who will show up today." ”

"Today is a debate between Matteo Ricci and Master Xuelang, the founding deputy of Qin Tianjian, and it is said that several ministers will come. Ye Xin walked around the crowd a few times, he was a person from all over the world, and he quickly found out the news clearly.

As soon as they heard that it was just an official of the Qin Heavenly Prison and a monk, the scholars were inevitably a little disappointed.

Chen Fusheng was slightly surprised, and asked, "Is it Master Xuelang?"

"What, has Brother Chen heard of these two people?" asked intoxicated and curious.

Chen Fusheng nodded and said: "That master Xuelang is known as the Sanhuai monk, the master of the Huayan Sect, and has a very high reputation in the south. I also heard several other friends on the way to Beijing, and I praised him a lot, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to see him, but I didn't expect him to arrive in the capital. As for that Lord Matteo Ricci, the name is so strange, it doesn't look like I'm of great Qi blood, but it has the feeling of a fanbang. ”

"That's right, this Lord Li is from the Western Qin, astronomical calculations, and even music is also excellent, the two masters are extremely knowledgeable, it is said that this time is because when Lord Li was a guest at Wang Shangshu's house before, one of the guests at the meeting felt that what he said was not convincing enough, so he invited him and Xue Lang from the north to have a debate, divided into high and low. The voice suddenly came from the side, Chen Fusheng and the others turned their heads, it was a young man who was no more than thirty years old, he had just begun to grow a beard, his body was slender, his sword eyebrows were sharp, and his appearance and temperament were outstanding.

Chen Fusheng and others are all young talents, but compared with them, they have a little less calm bearing, which is honed by the day after tomorrow.

"Dare to ask Brother Tai ......?" Chen Fusheng looked carefully, although the other party was just dressed in a Confucian shirt, he could see that the other party had a unique temperament of an official.

The other party respectfully replied and opened his mouth to introduce himself: "In Xia Zhang Taiyue, Jiangling people, today I heard that these two are going to have a debate and dare to come, I didn't expect that there are so many people, I think a few people are still surplus here, if a few people don't mind, can you add me a seat?"

Several people have a very good impression of Zhang Taiyue, so naturally they will not object.

Zhang Taiyue learned from Chen Fusheng and others, sat on a small bench, and quietly waited for the two protagonists to appear today.

"By the way, Brother Taiyue, do you know what Master Li and Master Xuelang are going to debate today?" Su Guo sat down, and saw that there was no sign of starting for a while, I am afraid that he would only show up to speak after those ministers and even university scholars arrived, and turned back to Zhang Taiyue and asked.

Zhang Taiyue stroked his beard and nodded, "Although it's not too specific yet, I probably know what they're going to do today." ”

After settling his voice, Zhang Taiyue continued to speak: "In fact, in addition to being an official of the imperial court, Lord Li also has another identity, he is a missionary of a religion in Western Qin, and their religion believes in a god called God, also called God, and it is said that the Nestorian religion believes in this god. He came to us to spread the faith, to bathe us in the light of God. You all know that we are all in the same country, Confucianism is not a religion, and Buddhism and Taoism are the most prosperous, so today's debate mainly focuses on religious issues, rather than the essence of the article, but there are many supporters behind the two of them, so they will be placed in the Taoist temple of Lingji Palace. ”

"In other words, this debate is the same as Meng Yuan's Buddhist and Taoist debate?" Su Guo thought for a moment and asked.

Everyone here has read a lot of books, so they naturally understand this.