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Literary music world!
Kong Shengren and Bigan stood side by side, looking at the mighty long river that suddenly appeared in the chaos.
At this time, the Haoran River is rioting, and the purple waves are rolling, surging, like a human being, and seem to be very excited.
It can be said that Confucianism, Taoism and Confucianism refer to this vast river.
The Way of Heaven and the Dao take turns to control the Three Thousand Ways!
The way of killing, the way of love, the way of ghosts, the way of magic, the way of Confucianism, including the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, are also counted as one of the three thousand ways!
In Taoism, it is said that Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things. The Tao in it refers to the way of heaven.
With the way of heaven, there are all living creatures in the wild.
If both the way of heaven and the great way disappear, then the cause and effect in the world will be chaotic.
Saints who dare not kill too many creatures easily will be blessed by karma, which is the effect of heaven.
If you kill a person, this is an evil cause, and the offspring or relatives and friends of the person you killed seek revenge and kill you, this is an evil consequence.
You saved a person, this is a good cause, when you are in danger, the person you saved saves your life, this is a good result.
The cycle of cause and effect is endless. If there is no way of heaven, the sage will recreate the prehistoric world, and it will be fine to bury tens of billions or even more creatures. The six reincarnations will not exist, new life cannot be born, and the dead souls can only stay. Hell, the whole world will
Mess.
Confucianism and Taoism, this is what Confucius created from scratch!
This is the root of the existence of Confucianism!
At this time, the mighty river of righteousness was surging, and Kong Shengren and Bigan were surprised.
"Bu Feifan, you really didn't let me down!"
Hearing Bigan's praise, Sage Kong clapped his hands and said, "This first nine-grade hymn can be included in the Holy Code, so that every student can read it and remember it!"
"Surely so!"
Saint Kong is not talking nonsense, he wrote a letter himself, and then with a wave of his sleeve, the letter turned into a stream of light and rushed out of Wenquxing.
Little Sage Village!
Bu Feifan looked at Yan Hui and Fu Nian helplessly.
At this time, the two of them were holding the rice paper of "Humble Room Inscription", as if they were hugging an exquisite and long-standing jade body, with those eyes, Bu Feifei felt hairy just looking at it.
"Teacher, I know that no one can match your poetry, but I don't know how you are in other aspects?!" The young man in brocade clothes finally called the teacher, but he still had an expression of refusal to admit defeat.
Among the seventy-two students, many people nodded, thinking that Bu Feifan was still not as good as Confucius.
"Drawing paper is waiting for you!"
Bu Feifan let out a low shout, Yan Hui and Fu Nian hurriedly put away the "Humble Room Inscription" and took out the drawing paper.
Soon, under the brush, there was a golden lotus blooming, red light flashed again, and then it became orange, and after the orange, it was yellow, green, until the colorful colors were shining brightly.
After a while, the students still hadn't recovered from the shock.
"Brother Yan Hui, bring the chessboard, you and I will play a game of chess!"
Not long after, Yan Hui, who possessed immortal chess skills, was defeated by Bu Feifan.
"Brother Fu Nian, is the violin I want ready?"
Before the chessboard is cleared, Bu Feifan has already hooked up the strings with his slender fingers, and the melodious and long-lasting sound of the piano is rippling, which makes people intoxicated.
Including Fu Nian and Yan Hui, they were all obsessed with it. It is not an exaggeration to say that the sound of the piano has been around for three days.
"Set the rice paper, I'm writing a word for you!"
Even though I have seen it once before, the 72 students, Fu Nian, and Yan Hui still have shocked expressions on their faces when they see Bu Feifan writing seriously for the second time.
Every word and every stroke, the pen is powerful, and those so-called splashed ink calligraphy are probably not worthy of Bu Feifan's shoes.
A class will end soon!
When the bell rang, the seventy-two students, including the thorny young man in brocade clothes, respectfully saluted Bu Fei.
"Thank you, teacher, for your enlightenment!"
The boy in brocade clothes is really convinced!
Confucianism and the Eight Ways, poetry and poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Bu Feifan can be said to be omnipotent, and each of them has reached the pinnacle of perfection.
"Teacher, I was so er, sarcastic at you earlier, why aren't you angry!?"
The unruly expression on the young man's face has long since disappeared, and all that remains is??Sincere admiration.
"That adult will have the same knowledge as a child?!"
Bu Feifei shook his head and said: "Study hard, everything is inferior, only good study, the prosperity of Confucianism depends on you young people!"
"Teacher, we must live up to Confucianism, Taoism, you, and the sage Confucius!"
In a pavilion in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Yan Hui and Fu Nian accompanied Bu Feifan to drink fragrant tea.
"Brother Step, your attainments in Confucianism and the Eight Ways are the best in the past and the present, and it is not an exaggeration!"
"Where, where!"
Bu Feifei smiled heartily, hey, don't even mention it, this Yan Hui's flattering is really comfortable, unlike ordinary Confucianism cultivators, full of sour scholarly taste.
"Brother Step, this is the teacher's personal token, only the Confucian Wuya Sage has it, please accept it!"
Bu Feifan took the token, it is made of Hetian jade, the tentacles are warm and moist, inlaid with gold thread, it is rare and precious.
"When people from the Seventy-two Academy of Confucianism see this token, they are like seeing the sage Confucius!"
Bu Feifan's face suddenly became serious, he clasped his fists and bowed, and thanked Kong Shengren for his kindness.
After resting for a while, Bu Feifei left Xiaoshengxian Village.
He used the City God to clear the way and went directly to the Nine Netherworld.
Now Bu Feifan has to hurry up to practice. He is very busy, but he has no time to talk about love, travel around the mountains and rivers.
And after this trip to the underworld, he will go to Shen Gongbao to plan a plan for Zen and human education.
Bu Feifan didn't know that after he left, Yan Hui and Fu Nian received a letter written by Kong Shengren.
"Sure enough, the teacher wants to put Mr. Bu's "Humble Room Inscription" into the "Holy Code"!"
"We have already guessed that this should be the case. The teacher is indeed very wise. He has found someone like Mr. Bu for Confucianism and Taoism. Confucianism will surely prosper!"
"Sacred Code" is the precious book of the Seventy-two Academy of Confucianism, which is extremely noble and contains many poems.
As long as the poetry is below the holy level, there is no chance of it being written into the "Holy Canon"!
And the poems in the "Holy Canon" are the entire huge Confucianism, and all students must keep them in mind.
On this day, Bu Feifan's "Humble Room Inscription" was included in the holy book, and it was on the first page, the first page!
Bu Feifan didn't know all this until a long time later. In the prehistoric times at that time, not to mention Confucianism cultivators, all the scholars were chanting the "Humble Room Ming" as a warning to spur themselves to the world. Because of this, Bu Feifan first real possession
Gained one's own faith.
? When Bu Feifei went to Hades, there was a major earthquake in Honghuang's teaching, Renjiao, including Jiejiao and Zen.
Taiqingtian, Bajing Palace!
Lao Tzu, a sage of Taiqing, looked seriously injured and dying, his anger was like a thread, and his body was covered in blood. The Great Master Xuandu lying in front of him was silent.
At the end of Jiuxiao Mountain, although the Taiji diagram opened the way and opened up the crack in the void, allowing Master Xuandu to escape successfully, a ray of holy energy from Long Qiuxue's last blow still hit Master Xuandu's body.
It was such a ray of holy energy that directly caused the golden body of the great mage Xuandu to explode. Both arms were gone, and the chest was even more tattered, revealing even the stubble of bones.
Even the quasi-sage king at the pinnacle of the quasi-sage can't get rid of the sage's aura.
At this time, the Great Master Xuandu has been contaminated with great karma, and is still seriously injured and dying. The saint of Taiqing is thinking whether he, the great disciple, is worth saving by himself. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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