Zhang Muxian drove the clouds to the southeast, and when the night opened, he had reached Luoyang, which was more than a thousand miles away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luoyang is located in the middle reaches of the Yellow River, the Yang of the Luohe River, since ancient times, there is "the residence of the Emperor of Cuihan, the kingdom of Heluo", at this time Luoyang is called Luoyang, is the political, economic and cultural center of the Han Dynasty, and is also the transportation hub of the road extending in all directions.

In the eyes of the cultivators, the status of Luoyang is more important, the Yellow River and Luoshui meet here, one is clear and one turbid, one yin and one yang, forming the innate Taiji, the best innate Lingbao River Tuluo book is from this place. Confucianism takes Luoyang as the center of the human world, and its base camp is located here.

Zhang Muxian landed at the Heluo interchange, walked due south for twenty miles, and stopped in front of a courtyard. The courtyard is elegant and clean, the front of the courtyard is set up with a fence, in which chrysanthemums are planted, five weeping willows are planted behind the courtyard, the tree is four or five zhang high, and its crown is like a canopy.

Zhang Muxian looked solemn and passed through the path between the fences to the gate of the courtyard. A purple gas in the courtyard was mighty, stretching endlessly, rushing straight into the sky, and the ghosts and gods did not dare to approach.

He slammed the courtyard door, and it opened, revealing a handsome face.

A look of surprise flashed on the face of the man behind the door, "Big brother, why are you here?"

Zhang Muxian had a smile on his face, "Let's go out for a walk?" He wanted to talk to Dong Zunru first, and then make sure that he couldn't see Dong Zhenqing, that Haoran righteousness gave him great pressure.

Dong Zunru followed behind Zhang Muxian, it had been several years since the last parting, but it was like yesterday for the two of them. Neither of them spoke, and traveled twenty miles north, until they reached the bank of the great river, but they felt that the water vapor was blowing in their faces.

Zhang Muxian waved his hand and took out a hundred jars of Lanling wine, placed it on the shore, stretched out his hand to take one altar and said, "The second brother has been reincarnated!"

Dong Zunru's face was gloomy, and he said, "My father told me about the second brother. ”

Zhang Muxian patted open the mud seal and said, "Drink with me!" Then he raised his head and poured a stream of wine, Dong Zunru was silent, stretched out his hand to take a jar of wine, and also patted the mud seal and poured it into his stomach.

The two sat on the bank of the great river, neither of them spoke, but drank silently, and when they had drunk a jar they threw it into the river, and neither of them counted how much they had drunk.

The east revealed the white belly of the fish, and the two drank all the hundred jars of wine. Neither of them used mana to sober up, Dong Zunru was already drunk, and Zhang Muxian returned to his innate nature and was still very sober.

"Third brother, come to Heaven to help me!" Zhang Muxian threw the last jar of wine into the river, and seventy jars of the hundred jars of wine entered his belly, but it did not make him feel the slightest drunkenness, and the pain in his heart was even worse.

Dong Zunru turned his head and said with a big tongue: "I listen to the eldest brother!" tilted his head and fainted on the shore.

Zhang Muxian sighed lightly and carried Dong Zunru to the south. The reincarnation of the tongue left a deep wound in the hearts of the two, looking at Dong Zunru who was sleeping on his shoulder, Zhang Muxian envied him.

"Third brother, you want to get drunk, but what about me?" Zhang Muxian muttered, his eyes couldn't help but moisten. If an outsider died, even if there were hundreds of thousands, millions of people, how could Zhang Muxian blink his eyes? But it was his tongue that died, and the brother who jokingly worshiped him and lived and died together burned his soul with a burst of severe pain, making him numb.

Zhang Muxian traveled north step by step, and his understanding of the way of cause and effect became more profound. The line of cause and effect is not only the line of interests, but also the line of feelings, only by investing in feelings, will you taste all kinds of suffering, no wonder Buddhism wants to cut off the edge of the dust, spotless, even if the heaven and earth collapse, all living beings are destroyed, it will not be painful.

The morning sun rises in the east, and its way is bright. Zhang Muxian walked into the courtyard of the Dong family and placed Dong Zunru in a side room, and then went to the ancestral house of the Dong family. Although Dong Zunru promised to go to heaven to help him, he still needed to pass Dong Zhenqing's level.

Confucianism puts filial piety first, and this matter needs him to talk to Dong Zhenqing.

Dong Zhenqing is the contemporary head of Confucianism, supporting a religion with the strength of one person, competing with Buddhism and Taoism, not only did not fall behind, but faintly occupied an advantage, and the depth of his strategy and the high power of mana can be seen.

Zhang Muxian walked to the front of the ancestral house, the door was open, the sunlight shone obliquely at the door, and a few traces penetrated into the house, and he walked into the house calmly.

Dong Zhenqing, who is famous in the Three Realms, is sitting on the chair of the Taishi, he has a thin appearance, his eyes are bright, but he has no sense of aggressiveness. He sat there, merging with the Taishi chair, with the ancestral house, and with the whole heaven and earth, as if he was heaven and earth, and heaven and earth were him.

Zhang Muxian felt a strange emotion in his heart, he had seen Rulai, Daozu, and the Jade Emperor, Rulai was unbridled, Daozu was deeply hidden, and the Jade Emperor was angry and angry, if there was one word to describe Dong Zhenqing, it would be "the unity of heaven and man".

Zhang Muxian bowed down and said, "I've seen my uncle!" In fact, he didn't bow down, nor did he speak, his body stiffened in place, and his words were trapped in his stomach.

"Heavenly Court is Vanity Fair, but also a field of right and wrong, why do you let Zun Confucian go to Heavenly Court? Just rely on the child's play-like worship?" Dong Zhenqing's voice was peaceful, but the whole world was alive in his words.

Zhang Muxian ran the Innate King Kong with all his might, but felt that the body was not surrounded by air, but a chaotic King Kong.

Seeing that the surrounding air was shaken by Zhang Muxian and rippled in circles, Dong Zhenqing's face flashed with a hint of discoloration.

Zhang Muxian ran the innate King Kong incorruptible body to the extreme, his body cut into the void like a sharp blade, and then took a step forward, and said with difficulty: "The predecessors are not the three of us, how do you know that we are waiting for the bow to be child's play?" Dong Zhenqing didn't want him to call out the word "uncle", he wouldn't be bored.

Dong Zhenqing snorted coldly: "Zhuang Zhou is talented, but he fell into sophistry, and now he is safe?"

Zhang Muxian used Zhuang Zhou's "Zi Fei Fish" to refute Dong Zhenqing, but Dong Zhenqing did not move, and told Zhang Muxian with ironclad facts that Zhuang Zhou had been scattered, and the theory of death was extinguished, which was not enough to rely on.

Although Zhuang Zhou is a Taoist, in fact, it is completely different from the method of the Taoist ancestors, he created his own "Dream Butterfly Gong", to enter the real with the virtual, to enter the existence of the infernal, but in the passage of the wind and tribulation, the flesh and bones are sparse, and the soul is annihilated.

Zhang Muxian's brain was in a hurry, and he secretly said in his heart: "Dong Zhenqing is a Confucian master, and most of the Confucian scholars have no hindrance, so it is impossible for me to convince him verbally." He got straight to the point and said: "I know that my predecessors are worried about the safety of my third brother, can my predecessors protect him for a while, and can they still protect him for a lifetime?"

Dong Zhenqing said sarcastically: "Can you rely on you to be a little immortal?"

The sleepiness on Zhang Muxian's body disappeared unconsciously, and he couldn't help but take another step forward and said: "The younger generation can't, people are expensive to save themselves, I can enhance the third brother's self-protection power." ”

Dong Zhenqing said with a smile: "The old man is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, there are few opponents in the Three Realms, Zun Ru follows me, progress faster!"

Zhang Muxian shook his head: "The predecessor is wrong!"