"Let's talk about it!"

Yang Xian squatted on the side of the blood-clothed man lying on the ground, and said softly: "What's the matter with these living corpses?

The blood-clothed man was lying on the ground, a pair of blood-filled eyes with a strange color, "Confucianism!"

He sighed deeply, "What a young Confucian master!"

He was indifferent to Yang Xian's inquiry, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he laughed a few times, and the expression on his face suddenly became solemn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A sentence of scripture slowly came out of his mouth: "The emperor of the past is alive, and there are countless sentient beings, and all those who have the name of the emperor will be saved, and they will never sink if they escape from the sea of suffering." ”

With each reciting a word, his pale face flushed with a hint of redness.

"Those with a shallow foundation can become ghosts, and those with deep roots can follow the emperor and survive in the Three Realms forever, without birth, old age and death. ”

As soon as this scripture was recited, the blood-clothed man's body, which had turned into a dry corpse due to excessive blood loss, slowly swelled up.

He sat up slowly, his eyes disillusioned, as if his spirit had been connected to an unknown being, giving the impression that his physical body was still there, but his spirit had been detached.

Yang Xian's heart was full of alarm, and before he finished reading the scriptures, he slapped his backhand on the top of this person's head, "Pretend to be a ghost, and kill him!"

Rumble!

Yang Xian's palm was slapped, and he didn't leave his hand, and when he made a move, the wind and thunder were agitated!

Just as Yang Xian's palm was about to slap the top of the blood-clothed man's head, the blood-clothed man's chanting voice suddenly became sharp and piercing, "If there is someone who disrespects the emperor, all living beings in the nine heavens and ten earths can pull up the foundation and cause them to suffer great terror, great suffering, and eternal destruction!"

He spoke at an extremely fast speed, and when Yang Xian's palm slapped the top of his head, the last sentence of the blood-clothed man "eternal sinking" happened to be recited.

A cloud of blood suddenly appeared above his head, hazy, like smoke and mist, and bubbles enveloped his whole body.

Yang Xian's palm was patted out, and it was patted on the blood cover, a very tough and strong feeling rose from Yang Xian's heart, his palm slapped on the blood cover, making a light sound of "pop", the blood cover was rapidly deformed by him, but it was not broken, when the blood cover was deformed, the head of the blood-clothed man also began to deform, and Yang Xian's power was gently eliminated, as if his head was made of soft clay, and it could be deformed at will.

Yang Xian was surprised, "There is such a thing?"

He withdrew his palms and retreated, and pointed forward to stab, "The evil sect is crooked, and there are a lot of means!"

He formed a sword with two fingers, and when he stabbed it, a sword like water was like water in his fingertips, and it instantly reached the front of the blood cover.

This time the face was broken with a point, and with a soft sound of "poof", the blood cover could no longer hold on, and it was immediately broken.

Just when the blood shield was shattered, Yang Xian's complexion changed, and the figure standing in front of the blood-clothed man suddenly faded, and after an instant, his figure appeared a hundred zhang away.

"Boom!"

A loud sound rang out from where the blood-clad man was, and a mushroom cloud of dust and smoke slowly rose, cracking the ground and undulating the ground.

The city of Bozhou in the distance was shaken three times by this sound, and the soldiers standing at the head of the city shook their bodies and almost fell from the city wall, causing an uproar.

"It's self-destruction again!"

Yang Xian looked at the mushroom cloud in front of him with a helpless expression, "I don't know who the emperor in this person's mouth is?" This blood-clothed man is not bad, not to mention an ordinary martial arts master, even an ordinary half-step sect facing this person, I'm afraid it will be difficult to please him!"

Xiang Bloody Man is such a master, and there will never be more than 100 people in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, but even such a master is actually a fanatical believer, and when he knew that he could not escape Yang Xian's hands, he did not hesitate to risk his life, intending to explode himself to die with Yang Xian.

It stands to reason that when a martial arts master reaches the level of a grandmaster, he already understands himself, and rarely anyone believes in anything anymore.

Because only when a martial arts master recognizes himself, grasps himself, and masters himself, can he go further, break the void, and get a glimpse of the avenue.

And if it is based on faith, it is basically to lose oneself, and it is almost impossible to increase the spiritual rope for oneself, and then to get out and move forward.

Only by controlling the self can we have the opportunity to understand that I am me, and without the self, there is no detachment at all.

Whether it is the nine major sects of Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and Demons, or the thirteen schools below, their disciples rarely lose themselves in their cultivation.

Just like Confucianism, although the ancestors of the past dynasties are worshiped in the Temple of Literature, they will never blindly worship their own ancestors.

Confucianism has always pursued the concept that the world must advance, and the future will be better than the present.

If the descendants are not as good as the predecessors, then there must be a problem in the inheritance.

As a result, although Confucian disciples were full of respect for their predecessors, they never blindly followed.

As for the children of the three families of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons, some disciples of the Buddhist family scolded the Buddha for never taking the Buddha seriously, the disciples of the Taoist sect have no desires and no desires, and completely self-cultivation, they only believe in the Tao, not the ancestors of the Dao, and the disciples of the Demon Gate are even more lawless, and it is estimated that when they see the demon lord himself, they dare to do it.

The outstanding disciples of these famous sects have never been bound by the ancestors of their own sects.

The ancestor of the sect just set a lofty goal for them and gave them the motivation to pursue, rather than simply making them kowtow and bow down.

Only people with no innovation and ordinary qualifications will follow the steps of the ancestors and follow the footsteps of the ancestors step by step.

But this is also only admiration, not fanaticism.

Because their ancestor has never knelt down, and as a disciple of the ancestor, they can't kneel.

Once the knee is bent, the whole person is useless.

Just like a Confucian disciple, what he cultivates is a breath of grandeur, upright and unyielding, and would rather bend than bend.

After the word "human" was created by the ancestors of Confucianism, it was a standing image, and only standing there with the sky and the earth standing there could be qualified to be called a person.

If you kneel, the breath in your chest will be dispersed, even if you are a person, you are a wasted person, and you can't cultivate the upright heart of Confucianism.

Confucian disciples believe in the Confucian concept and self-improvement, not any sages and ancestors.

And now this bloody man who blew himself up, not to mention anything else, just martial arts cultivation is already at the level of a half-step sect, and he should not have fanatical belief in any existence, but now this situation has appeared.

When he was dying, he still recited scriptures and looked pious.

Listening to the scriptures he recited, he knew that he believed in an existence called the emperor, not in the Tao of his heart.

From this point of view, the existence of this so-called "emperor" is extremely remarkable.

To make a half-step great sect so pious shows how amazing this emperor is.

After standing silently in place for a while, Yang Xian walked to the side of the large pit formed by the blood-clothed man's self-explosion, scanned the scene, and found a bone flute and a silver bottle.

He took these two things away and turned back to the city.