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Chapter 225 The Battle of the Sky City Wall

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    "It turned out to be Lingyue."

    Wen Guanshan landed, stood looking at Lingyue, and smiled: "Back then you were apostate, tampered with the scriptures and meanings of ancient sages, and were expelled from the school by Master Cen. You and I are not from the same school, so you don't need to call me senior brother.  "

    Mr. Lingyue's eyes flickered: "Why can't the classics of the old sages of Confucianism be changed? If they are out of date and can't keep up with the present, then they must be changed. If they don't change, they will be beaten! I am changing the knowledge of the old sages in order to let the Confucians  It can be carried forward. The teacher doesn¡¯t understand, and I can¡¯t do anything about it. I don¡¯t know why my brother wants to kill the holy Buddha and the Taoist?¡±

    Wen Guanshan glanced at Huahu and the others who were going away, without directly answering his question, he said: "The teacher hanged himself and died on the sky wall. All these years, you, an abandoned disciple, are the only one who has tirelessly pursued the truth of the teacher's death. It is really embarrassing.  You. Lingyue, let me see the old bible you have repaired, how hot it is."

    Huahu fled all the way with the Taoist saint and the holy Buddha, and the wind and lightning, the holy Buddha and the Taoist saint were dying, their breath was weak, and their injuries were extremely serious.

    Suddenly, there was loud thunder in the rear, and an incomparably bright light shone, illuminating the chaotic area of ??the sky and city walls, and the shadows of the mountains were stretched very long.

    Huahu's heart sank, knowing that it must be Mr. Lingyue's action.

    He is Lingyue's disciple, and he knows Lingyue's abilities very well. Just from the movement of the thunder, he knows that Mr. Lingyue has used all his strength!

    "Mr. is working hard!"

    Huahu gritted her teeth and ran forward: "Wensheng Temple is not far away! As long as you arrive at Wensheng Temple, you will be safe!"

    At night, ghosts and gods run rampant in the disorderly area, which is extremely dangerous, so you have to find a temple to rest.  Wenchang Academy worships Wenshenggong, so Wenchang Academy comes to Tianshiyuan to practice, and every time it comes to Wensheng Temple, it has to settle down.

    In front, the Wensheng Temple is in sight, and the flower fox is full of energy and blood, and runs wildly.

    The thunder light poured down around him, it was the thunder that fell from the sky, the thunders were extremely thick, and the flower fox could not induce such a thunder calamity.

    Mr. Lingyue once told him that if you change the classics left by the old Confucian sages, you will be hit by lightning. The knowledge of the old sages has benefited the past five thousand years.

    The name of Tiandaoyuan comes from this, and Tiandaoyuan is a place to study the knowledge of saints.

    Changing the classics of the old sages will attract the punishment of heaven, so they will be struck by lightning and will take away people.

    "Our line of Confucian scholars, as the successors of the saints, must change the outdated learning of the old saints into new learning."

    Mr. Lingyue once said to him: "The old sage knowledge thousands of years ago can guide the future for thousands of years, but now the old sage knowledge remains unchanged and has lagged behind the world for a hundred or two hundred years. We will change it so that the old sage knowledge becomes  New learning can keep up with the world and the times. We cannot let the new learning of Confucianism guide the future for thousands of years, but as long as we pave the way, there will definitely be new sages of Confucianism who will do this in the future!"

    Huahu has never seen such a terrible thunder disaster. At this time, Mr. Lingyue must have changed the unchangeable parts of the old bible!

    Doing so is extremely dangerous!

    "Even if Mister doesn't die in the hands of that person, he will die in a catastrophe!"

    Tears welled up in Huahu's eyes, and he was still running wildly. At this time, the Taoist saint and the holy Buddha supported by his vitality looked at the thunder in the sky, and each was amazed.

    "Old man Cen's disciple has really embarked on an astonishing path. If old man Cen is still alive, he must be extremely relieved and realize that he was wrong."

    "How stubborn is Saint Cen? How could he admit his mistake when he expelled him from the sect?"

    "Although Lingyue's idea is good, it's a pity that the training time is too short, and he was crushed by Prime Minister Wen all the way."

    At this time, the thunder blazed, and Mr. Lingyue flew over Huahu's head, smashing down a forest!

    "Who dares to hurt my teacher at Wenchang Academy?"

    In the Wensheng Temple, a figure slowly rose to meet Wenguan Mountain, it was Zuo Songyan.

    This time he personally led the teachers and scholars from the academy to enter the Tianshiyuan for training. By the way, he paid homage to the Emperor Wenchang. Just then, there was a loud thunder and he went straight to the Wensheng Temple, which naturally alarmed him.

    "It turned out to be Prime Minister Wen! Mr. Lingyue, my Wenchang Academy was the one who took the blame and was beaten to death by you. Who can I find in Wenchang Academy to take the blame?"

    The supernatural power exploded in the rear, and it was Zuo Songyan who blocked the Prime Minister Wen, and the two fought.

    Huahu hurriedly waved his hand, and his vitality turned into a black cloud and flew out, lifting Mr. Lingyue who was smashed into the forest.

    Mr. Lingyue is not dead yet, he is still hanging on his breath, and with all his strength, hissed: "Old ladlenbsp;Zuo Songyan was stunned, and lost his voice: "He used the sixteen chapters of the real dragon! How could that bastard save us? Who is the other bastard, how could he also know the sixteen chapters of the real dragon?"

    On Long Xiang's back, Dao Shengqi is like a thread: "The other person is Wen Guanshan, Prime Minister Wen"

    The holy Buddha was not much better than him, coughing continuously, and said in a low voice: "Sage Xue may not have saved us, Prime Minister Wen was injured by us, he should have come to pick up a bargain and kill Prime Minister Wen"

    Zuo Songyan was slightly injured than theirs, with a worried expression on his face: "This old boy Shui Jing went to Dongdu to change this era, can this old boy beat Xue Qingfu and Wenguanshan"

    He suddenly scolded angrily: "This old boy is so fucking worrying! And that guy Su Yun is also worrying to death! Both of them are so innocent!"

    The Holy Buddha and the Taoist looked at each other.

    Yuanshuo, the second floor of Jade Emperor Mountain in the Eastern Capital.

    People in Dongdu, rich or poor, high or low, are all attracted by a debate here. There is a big debate about new learning and old learning. A debate forum with a radius of several miles has been piled up on the second floor of Yuhuang Mountain. Hundreds of scholars gather every day.  Fight, debate, fight, and ask for advice on the advantages and disadvantages of old and new learning.

    More and more scholars are killed and injured every day.

    Just the second day after Dao Sheng left Dongdu, Su Yun brought Ye Luo, Bai Yuelou and other academicians of Heavenly Dao to this forum of new learning and old learning.

    "Academician of Tiandao, are you going to challenge me?" Dongdu was excited.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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