Chapter 408: Discussing Tao From All Directions

"Military sage Sun Wu?" The old Confucian scholar stood in the mountain and looked at him.

"Not bad." Sun Wu said.

"Who is your disciple?" asked the old Confucian scholar.

"Zhao Kuo!" Sun Wu said.

"Is Zhao Kuo your disciple?" the old Confucian scholar asked.

Although Zhao Kuo did not take action and was suppressed accidentally, he still could not escape the old Confucian scholar's eye.

Don’t forget, the world of Daliang City was shaped by old Confucian scholars.

Although you can't use any magical powers in Daliang City, don't forget that the world was created by old Confucian scholars.

What can happen in Daliang City that can be hidden from an old Confucian scholar?

The old Confucian scholar looked in the direction of Daliang City with his eyes, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Inside Daliang City

Zhao Kuo crawled out from the ruins and walked on the street with empty steps. He saw Liu Bang and Cui Cancan holding the Red Xiao Sword in the distance.

"Brother Zhao Kuo, we had a hard time looking for you." When the two saw Zhao Kuo, they hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

But at this moment, Zhao Kuo's face was pale, his steps were sloppy, and he looked like he had been seriously injured due to excessive indulgence, which looked very strange.

"Brother Zhao Kuo, what happened to you here? Why can't we find you for so long? We were entrusted by Huang Shigong to send you the innate sword." Liu Bang said.

"Lend me my innate sword." Zhao Kuo snatched Liu Bang's Chixiao Sword and turned around to return to the ruins. Then he heard screams in the ruins and saw the sword aura in the ruins. Not long after, Zhao Kuo became murderous. He walked out with his clothes stained with blood.

"Let's go! Come with me to Baicaotang, slaughter that Baicaotang, and then rescue Brother Zhang Liang." Zhao Kuo carried the Chixiao Sword and rushed towards Baicaotang with murderous intent.

Inside Baicaotang

Cui Yu stood in the courtyard, a ray of innate sword energy flowing in his eyes, taking in all the scenes outside Daliang City.

"The old Confucian scholar has become prosperous." Cui Yu sighed leisurely.

The same sutra, when I first recited it to the Buddha, I was able to obtain a Mahayana Buddha Seal, and I could borrow the power of all those who practice Mahayana Buddhism in the world.

It's just that his Mahayana Buddhism has just been born, and now the world is in chaos, and the Buddhism has not yet had time to spread, so the power of the Buddha's seal is limited.

But when I came to the old Confucian scholar's place, I became a part-time worker, and there was no benefit at all.

The old Confucian scholar has understood these four words and grasped the great opportunity, and he will definitely be able to go very far in the future.

Just as thousands of thoughts were circulating in Cui Yu's mind, the door was suddenly kicked open, and then two familiar figures broke in from outside the door.

"Old sour scholar, hand over Zhang Liang and spare your life! Otherwise I will slaughter your Baicaotang today!" Zhao Kuo's voice was full of anger, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he suffered in Daliang City.

Furious!

"It's you!" Cui Yu saw Cui Cancan and Liu Bang.

Liu Bang and Cui Cancan naturally saw Cui Yu, and their hearts tightened: "So you are from Haoran's lineage?"

"Who are you to speak nonsense here?" Cui Yu looked at Zhao Kuo.

"Hand over Zhang Liang. I'll count to three. If you don't answer, I'm going to kill you." Zhao Kuo was like a bloodthirsty beast, staring at the people in the yard with his eyes.

As for the old Confucian scholar outside Daliang City who has mastered the four-character mantra?

Sorry, a few people really didn't notice it.

Not everyone is like Cui Yu, blessed by the power of the small world and able to penetrate the world.

Zhao Kuo was arrogant, with murderous intent in his eyes: "I only count three! One...two...three..."

No one knows the hatred in Zhao Kuo's heart.

He hates Dayu Kingdom, he hates Daliang City, and he even hates the old Confucian scholar who caused all these consequences, as well as all the disciples of Haoran's lineage.

He really wanted to go on a killing spree, so when he recited the numbers, he didn't hesitate. He finished reciting the three words in just a few breaths.

He just wanted to go on a killing spree and kill all the old Confucian scholars and everyone in Haoran's lineage.

As for the revenge of Haoran's lineage in the future?

Haoran's entire lineage is dead, who will take revenge on him?

The Red Sky Sword was flowing with red light, and the Innate Sword Qi was flowing horizontally on it. When Zhao Kuo was about to activate the Innate Divine Sword to kill, suddenly there was a distortion in the void, and the three of them appeared outside Daliang City.

"Master." Zhao Kuo saw Sun Wu, was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stepped forward to salute. Then he fell to his knees, like a child, and howled loudly.

"Has your innate energy been exhausted?" Sun Wu couldn't help but change his color when he saw Zhao Kuo kneeling on the ground, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Master! You must avenge me! I will destroy Daliang City! I will destroy Dayu Kingdom!" Zhao Kuo burst into tears, his voice full of despair.

Sun Wu's expression was extremely ugly. He had a natal magical power in his lineage, which could only be cultivated if the innate vitality was not released.

Zhao Kuo, his carefully cultivated disciple, actually let out his innate vitality in the small city of Daliang. How could he repay it?

Sun Wu did not ask Zhao Kuo why he vented his innate vitality, because he knew that Zhao Kuo was definitely a strict self-discipline, and it was absolutely impossible for Zhao Kuo to vent his innate vitality on his own initiative.

"I want to bury the entire Daliang City with me, I want to bury the entire Daliang City!" Sun Wu's voice was as cold as a bone.

"Daliang City is already the Daliang City of my Haoran lineage." The old Confucian scholar looked indifferent.

"You want to stop me?" Sun Wu's voice was cold.

"This happened because of me, and it should end because of me." The old Confucian said calmly.

They entered Daliang City to prevent the old Confucian scholar from attaining enlightenment. It was not wrong that the cause and effect of all this should be laid on the old Confucian scholar.

"I won't bully you either. I have been a military sage for two thousand years. You will definitely not get any advantage if you fight against me. Your previous battles with the peacock and the ape demon have exhausted your vitality. I will fight with you. I want to talk to you! Look what you are capable of, how dare you say that you took away three hundred mountains." Sun Wu said in a cold voice: "I want to see what is unique about you, the four-character saint."

Looking at the angry Sun Wu, the corner of Yan Qu's mouth moved. He wanted to remind Sun Wu, the military sage, that the old Confucian scholar was not an ordinary four-character saint, but a saint who connected four characters to form a sentence.

When the old Confucian scholar used the four-character combination, it was obscured by the light of the peacock. Everyone only knew that the old Confucian scholar had understood the four-character natal name, but few people knew that the old Confucian scholar actually connected the four characters into a sentence.

The enemies are all coming to visit, so of course the old Confucian scholar cannot give up.

The other party prevented him from becoming enlightened, which was also cause and effect.

So when Sun Wu said to ask the mind and discuss the Tao, the old Confucian scholar did not react at all, but agreed to what the other person said.

Just ask the heart and discuss the Tao. Can he still be afraid?

No one knows how perfect his way is.

It can be said to have no flaws.

That is the Taoist fruit of Xunzi, the real sage of Daluo realm. How could there be any flaw?

Sun Wu sat on the top of the mountain and began to collide with the spirit of the old Confucian scholar. In a flash of thought, many invisible, inaudible, and incredible powers and morals flowed between heaven and earth, intertwined and transmitted in the spiritual world of the two.

To the outside world, it seemed like just a moment, but in their spiritual world, they didn't know that hundreds of years had passed.

After a moment of burning incense, they both opened their eyes at the same time. The old Confucian scholar looked at Sun Wu in surprise: "There is no benevolence, righteousness, or morality."

"That's right. In troubled times, when it comes to killing, how can there be any benevolence, justice and morality? All the dogmatic shackles of human nature are nothing more than bullshit to me as a military strategist." As he spoke, Sun Wu suddenly jumped up and punched the old Confucian scholar's chest. The nose greeted.

Sun Wu's attack was powerful and heavy. In order to sneak attack on the old Confucian scholar, he did not even use his magical powers, but only used the most basic physical strength.

But even so, Sun Wu's punch weighs 80,000 to 90,000 kilograms, and it can blow people up even if it lands on them.

The old Confucian scholar's face was expressionless, and he raised the ruler in his hand to block Sun Wu's powerful punch.

The next moment, the old Confucian scholar flicked the ruler, and the ruler bent and hit Sun Wu's joints. Sun Wu's muscles and bones went numb for a while, and he flew backwards.

"What a Confucian saint." Sun Wu stood still in the void and began to form seals with his hands.

Seeing that Sun Wu wanted to use his magical power, the ruler in the old Confucian scholar's hand turned into a mighty long river, overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the mighty momentum, crushing towards Sun Wu.

Hearing a scream from Sun Wu, he picked up Zhao Kuo and left Liangjie Mountain.

"Li Ming, don't be complacent. This time you just took advantage of the home field. My military strategy is mainly about killing. My weapon 'Gou Yi' is not here, so I will let you win for the time being." But remember, I will send troops to attack your Daliang City soon, and I must avenge this great revenge."

Seeing Sun Wu retreating, the old Confucian scholar didn't take it seriously.

He could scare away a peacock, let alone Sun Wu?

"I can win easily because I have the right time and place. Although there are signs of chaos in the world now, they are just signs. Now it is a time of peace and chaos, and it is the world of Confucianism. Only when the world is in chaos, is it a military strategist In the prosperous age, military masters will emerge in large numbers, and all kinds of incredible magical powers and incredible physiques will appear one by one. Now, lacking the killing spirit and sword spirit of the troubled times, all the military saints are in a state of 'starving to death' , how can you compete with the Confucian saints?”

"I should have the last strength of Confucianism gathered in me." There was a hint of thought in the eyes of the old Confucian scholar.

After retreating from the military sage Sun Wu, the old Confucian scholar slowly stood up and said unhurriedly: "The three hundred mountains near Daliang City all belong to my Haoran lineage. Who is in favor and who is against?"

The old Confucian scholar's words were a bit arrogant.

Having glimpsed Da Luo's opportunity and mastered the four natal characters, he felt that he should be more arrogant. He felt that he had the capital to be arrogant.

At this time, there was silence in the mountains. Everyone had seen the majesty of the old Confucian scholar before, so no one dared to take the lead for a while.

"Where is the Zhenwu lineage?"

Some people wanted to settle the matter, but the old Confucian scholar refused. Instead, his eyes fell on the Taoism of Zhenwu Mountain, and his eyes swept over the Seven Zhenwu Sons: "I want to discuss Taoism with Zhenwu Mountain. If we lose, these three hundred mountains, It all belongs to you, Zhenwu Mountain. If you, Zhenwu Mountain, lose...then your share of Zhenwu Mountain will belong to me."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Liu Bang and Cui Cancan, with an indescribable coldness in their eyes.

It is not a gentleman not to avenge one's grudges.

After saying this, the mountains fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on the old Confucian scholar.

The expressions of Zhenwu Seventh Son changed, and Cui Laohu stepped out: "I'll come!"

"There is no one in Zhenwu Mountain, why would you ask a junior like you to come out?" Unexpectedly, when the old Confucian scholar saw Cui Laohu, his eyes were full of disgust.

"Dad!" Cui Cancan shouted, his voice full of anxiety.

"Let me do it."

At this moment, a sigh came from the white clouds in the distance, and then the void twisted and stretched, and a hazy figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Elder brother!" Cui Huhu couldn't help but feel nervous as he looked at the figure in front of him.

"Hero Yuwen has seen a saint." The visitor cupped his fists and saluted the old Confucian scholar.

The person coming was very strange, looking like an illusory projection.

"Excellent magical powers. Have you cultivated into Yang Shen?" The old Confucian scholar couldn't help but look serious when he saw the figure in front of him.

"Of course." Yu Wenhaojie said.

The old Confucian scholar looked serious: "Now that I have cultivated into Yang Shen, I am afraid that I am not far away from attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint. I can be considered a member of my generation."

The old scholar said politely.

The Qi Practitioner lineage is different from Confucianism. Once the Qi Practitioner lineage becomes Yang Shen, it is almost equivalent to stepping into the Golden Immortal realm with half a foot.

After cultivating the Yang God, one will develop a stream of pure Yang energy, which can be called a Pure Yang True Immortal in the prehistoric world.

A real immortal with a name may not be any worse than a golden immortal.

There are thousands of immortals in the world, but those who are named after "Pure Yang" are rare.

The old Confucian scholar is still in the realm of calamity, but it's just because he turned to the ancient road and added a wisp of Da Luo's energy that he has such heaven-defying methods.

Before becoming a saint, it is still a calamity.

However, one has mastered Daluo Qi and the other has mastered Pure Yang Qi. Who is higher and who is lower will have to be tested to know.

"I want to ask people's minds and discuss Tao." Yu Wenhaojie looked at the old Confucian scholar with his eyes.

"You want to use me as a whetstone." The old Confucian scholar couldn't help but change his expression after hearing this.

Anyone who is used as a whetstone by others will not feel comfortable: "I just hope that your knife is thick enough and never breaks."

Without saying much, not a word of nonsense, the two people's thoughts began to collide.

I saw the opportunities flowing around the two people, evolving into thousands of scenes. The Daluo Qi and the Pure Yang Qi each have their own mysteries.

Half an hour later, the Pure Yang Soul suddenly spurted out a mouthful of golden blood, with unwillingness in his eyes: "That's it! That's it! This road is already a dead end."

"This road is already a dead end! There is no pure Yang Qi in this world, and all the pure Yang Qi is just pseudo-pure Yang. This is not a perfect prehistoric world, so it is not enough to give birth to all derivative things. The pure Yang Qi of Zhi Yang!" After the words fell, Yang Shen dissipated like a bubble.