In the depths of chaos, in the midst of bliss, the Receiving and Zhun Ti sit opposite each other by the pool of the Eight Treasures of Merit. Since the establishment of Buddhism, both the guide and the Zhun Ti have started to be the shopkeeper, and the affairs of the Buddhism are basically discussed and handled by Shakyamuni, the pharmacist, and the lamp. However, the dominant power is still on Shakyamuni, and he has the final decision.

"Although the trend of great prosperity has appeared, after all, it has not yet reached the time of great prosperity in the West, and the strength of Buddhism is still lacking. The guide sighed softly, and the matter of the West Sea naturally could not be hidden from the eyes and ears of the saint.

"Yes, it seems that my Buddhism still needs to endure for a while, accumulate the foundation, accumulate thick and thin, and it is the right way!" These words rarely came out of Zhun Ti's mouth, and he actually knew how to accumulate thick and thin, which shows that these years of self-cultivation have not been in vain.

The edicts of the introduction and the quasi-mention were soon transmitted from Bliss back to the Earth Immortal Realm, and reached the ears of Shakyamuni and other high-ranking Buddhists.

"Amitabha!" Shakyamuni sat on the main seat of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Great Lei Yin Temple, and the Buddha's light was like a round of golden sun hanging on the top, and the treasure was solemn. "Since Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha's mother have passed down the decree, then from now on, we should meditate on the Dharma and wait for the day of great prosperity to come!"

"Obey the decree of the Dharma, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" The Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the main hall all folded their hands and bowed to Shakyamuni.

From then on, the people of Buddhism only appeared in Xiniu Hezhou, preaching Buddhism and benefiting sentient beings, and it was not until hundreds of years later that they became active again in the Three Realms.

The death of Buddhism did not make the Three Realms calm because of this, but the dark tide surged. Whether it is the heavenly court or the two religions, they are all fighting hard, thinking about how to block the great prosperity of Buddhism and resist each other.

Since Yuan Lei got the karmic fire red lotus, he has hardly left home. He has been in retreat in the Tianyun Cave of Yunhua Mountain, no longer asking about the world, meditating on refining the fire red lotus of the industry, and continuing to prepare for himself to cut out the three corpses with the eye of the heavenly calamity.

In order to let Yuan Lei cut the corpse as much as possible, Hongjun did not hesitate to hand over the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag to Yuan Lei, so that he could exchange it with the River Styx for the karmic fire red lotus. If you use the karmic fire red lotus to turn away your karma, you naturally don't have to worry about the karma of your own karma due to the cause and effect of the heavenly calamity, and finally die.

Hongjun's statement naturally made it difficult for Yuan Lei to resist, and Yuan Lei also knew that this karmic fire red lotus might be the best way to get rid of karma, so Yuan Lei also had to fight. Once Yuan Lei completely refines the Karmic Fire Red Lotus and completely controls the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, it is also the time for Yuan Lei to behead the corpse.

Yuan Lei had already discovered that if he had been suppressing his cultivation and did not cut off the second corpse for a long time, it would also be a double pressure on his Dao Ji. After a long time, it may cause damage to the Dao Foundation, and the cultivation will be regressive, and the gains outweigh the losses. In addition, Yuan Lei is also worried that in the future competition, if he is still a corpse quasi-saint, even if he relies on the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, he may not be able to overpower the old quasi-saints like Kunpeng and Styx. This is what Yuan Lei is most worried about.

Just when Yuan Lei was retreating, the controversy of a hundred schools of thought in the human world also entered the final stage. I saw only outside the imperial capital of the Zhou Dynasty. Kong Qiu stood at the head of the clouds, and behind him were his seventy-two proud protégés, and opposite Kong Qiu, Mo Zhai was also standing in the wind, and there were nearly 100 disciples behind him.

"Kongqiu, today my Mo family and your Confucianism are fighting here, and the winner should be the first school in the world. Enjoy the Terran incense!" Mo Zhai said with a gloomy expression.

Over the years, the Mohist family has been declining, and it is no longer able to compete with Confucianism. Mo Zhai had to make this decision, if he could win the Confucian war, then his Mo family would inevitably usher in a great prosperity. Once again, it became the head of the hundred schools, but once it failed, the Mo family would decline rapidly, and success or failure would be in an instant.

"Mo Zhai, don't talk nonsense, it's up to you to decide the Terran incense!" Kong Qiu laughed softly, with a rather disdainful look in it. "Lao Tzu sage is based on the human race and has established a human religion, Nuwa Niangniang is the mother of the human race, only the two saints are qualified to decide the incense of the human race, just you are not qualified!"

"Hmph!" Mo Zhai's face was ugly, after Kong Qiu said this, Mo Zhai also knew that he had lost his words just now, and he was also remorseful in his heart, but how can there be regret medicine in the world.

"Mo Zhai, since you want to fight with my Confucian culture, if I don't agree, it will seem that I am stingy and have no stomach, and I will be honest with you. Today, I will convince you to lose, and I will fight with you!" Kong Qiu said majestically with a condensed expression.

"Okay!" When Mo Zhai heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, but his face still looked very gloomy. "Kong Qiu, we will first select ten disciples to conduct a cultural war, and then I will fight with you in a cultural war to decide the fate of our two families, what do you think?"

"Yes!" Kong Qiu replied indifferently, and Kong Qiu also agreed very much with Mo Zhai's suggestion. Kong Qiu made a good calculation this time, not only thinking about letting Mo Zhai lose at his own hands, but also making Mo Zhai completely lose face. Let Mo Zhai understand how big the gap between the two of them is, not only is he invincible, but even his disciples are uneven, and they are embarrassed.

Kong Qiu's wishful thinking is a good fight, once it is done, Mo Zhai's Dao heart may be lost, although it will not let Mo Zhai go mad into the demon cultivation for regression, but it is not good to make him feel evil, and there is no hope of beheading the two corpses in this life.

Kong Qiu's strategy is both a conspiracy and a conspiracy, and the success is very high, almost reaching more than seventy or eighty percent, as long as Kong Qiu can stabilize Mo Zhai, then the success rate will be one hundred percent. Mo Zhai's disciples really don't have any outstanding people, compared to Kong Qiu's disciples, they are different from Yun Yang, and they are not worth mentioning.

Confucianism's status today is not all due to the merits of Confucius, but a large part of it is due to the hard work of these disciples or juniors of Confucius. And the Mo family is different, almost relying on Mo Zhai to support the Mo family's sky, and the Mo family without Mo Zhai really can't imagine.

Kong Qiu sent Yan Hui, Min Zhai, Ran Geng, Ran Yong, Zai Yu, Duanmu Ci, Ran Qiu, Zhong You, Yan Yan, Bu Shang and other ten disciples Wen Zhan Mo Zhai's disciples, the result can be imagined, Mo Zhai's disciples will be Yan Hui's opponents, all of them are defeated and returned. This made Mo Zhai's face disappear, his face turned iron-blue, and his expression when he looked at Kong Qiu became hideous.

Mo Zhai held the unicorn seal in his hand and slowly walked forward, quite with a bit of momentum in the world. Seeing this, Kong Qiu smiled but did not speak, and walked slowly towards Mo Zhai, holding the ring ruler in his left hand and the Spring and Autumn Pen in his right hand.

"Officials are impermanent, and the people are not cheap. The hungry get food, the cold get clothes, and the laborers get rest" Mo Zhai took the lead in speaking, and four big words suddenly appeared in the air' and 'love and non-attack', and the literary war between Mo Zhai and Kong Qiu began.

Kong Qiu naturally did not show weakness, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen to the sky to write hard, and suddenly four big characters appeared in the air 'Inner Sage' and 'Outer King', and then saw that there were many words and sentences under 'Inner Sage' and 'Outer King', such as 'Lile', 'Benevolence', 'Loyalty', 'Mean', 'Rule of Virtue', 'Benevolence', etc., to elaborate on 'Inner Sage' and 'Outer King'. At the same time, Kongqiu's voice slowly sounded.

Through the continuous improvement of Confucius and his disciples and followers, Confucianism has become more comprehensive, all-encompassing, advancing with the times, adapting to the development and changes of the times, and being closer to social reality. Naturally, the theoretical scholarship of Confucianism is not comparable to that of the Mohists, who have almost no progress.

Kong Qiu and Mo Zhai had a considerable advantage in the confrontation of every point of view, which made Mo Zhai angry and powerless to refute, and he was really aggrieved.

"Poof!" At the end of the war, Mo Zhai was furious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face suddenly became pale and weak, bloodless, his expression was depressed, and a sense of sadness arose, looking lonely and desolate, which made people unbearable to look sideways.

"Kong Qiu, you have won!" Mo Zhai said with a dejected expression as he was supported by all the disciples. But when Mo Zhai said this, the feeling of desolation spread rapidly, and the originally clear sky became gloomy, and after a while, a light rain fell.

"Hey!" Kong Qiu also sighed softly, looking at Mo Zhai's desolate figure, Kong Qiu did not have any joy of victory in his heart at all, at this moment his mood was very complicated, there was a feeling of sadness for a rabbit and a fox, very sad.

"Poof!" When he saw Kong Qiu's pitiful expression, Mo Zhai spurted out another mouthful of blood, looking extremely sad and angry, and roared with all his might. "I don't need your mercy, how can you have compassion on me. Kongqiu, today's shame, I will pay it back again tomorrow, you wait!"

After speaking, Mo Zhai's face was hideous, and then with a wave of his hand, nearly a hundred disciples were taken away, and then he glanced at Kong Qiu with resentful eyes, and then left angrily.

ps: This volume is coming to an end soon, and the next thing is Journey to the West. (To be continued......)