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Text 1192 The Death of Bie Xue

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    "The Great Shang is over, the Emperor Qian is over, and today our Confucianism is also about to decline -"

    Coincidentally, in an academy in the Imperial City, there was a scholar in a green shirt, looking in the direction of the imperial palace with blank eyes.  The look in his eyes was one of complexity and loss.

    "Decline? That's not necessarily the case. The outstanding teachings of our Confucian school are rooted in the people. When the teachings betray all the people, there will always be a day when they will be abandoned by the people. However, at this time, our Confucianism is far from being abandoned.  The extent to which everyone in the world is disgusted.¡±

    Behind the green-shirted scholar, a clear laughter came out, causing the former to look back in surprise.

    "The Confucian scholar behind him had a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely solemn and serious.

    "Wen Wei, you can be sad and angry, but you can't be depressed. In fact, thinking about it the other way around, today's tragedy for the Confucian sect is not necessarily a bad thing. It is better to be clear-headed and correct now than to continue to make mistakes in the future. I heard the ancient fire  Phoenix can achieve Nirvana from the fire. I hope that after experiencing today¡¯s disaster, I, the Confucian sect, can also achieve Nirvana and be reborn¡ª¡ª

    "Nirvana?"

    Wen Wei looked surprised at first, but then he came to his senses: "Yangming, could it be that¡ª¡ª"

    "For our Confucianism, we will trace the origins of our Confucianism and carry forward the past and the future. We should do our duty to be benevolent!"

    Mr. Yangming smiled calmly, but his eyes showed determination: "Zhu Xi's way is to cover the whole with partiality, and I don't take it. If we want to give Confucianism a new life, we must not do nothing!"

    ¡°Wen Wei¡¯s spirit perked up.  He actually became slightly excited: "But do you know the consequences? This is fighting with Zhu Zi for orthodoxy. I'm afraid it won't be easy in the future -"

    Wang Shouren laughed: "Isn't there a saying that where righteousness lies, even if there are thousands of people, I will leave?"

    "Then where do you plan to start? Return to Bailudong Academy and debate the meaning of the scriptures with those masters?"

    "Since knowledge and action are to be unified, then the re-establishment of the sutras should be combined with practice."

    Wang Shouren shook his head slightly: "Zhuzi's approach is nothing more than revising the meaning of the classics before applying them in practice. However, there must be mistakes in such empty talk and debate. I plan to return to Jiangnan and follow the principles of Daqian  The best way is to first run for a Bailihou and the head of a county."

    'Wen Wei' suddenly frowned: "With Yang Ming's great talent, if you are willing to become an official, you can even be the leader of a continent. His Majesty Shenwu is the sage of the world. His ability to know and employ people has always been praised.  People talk about it. If you recommend yourself, you will be reused. Why do you need to be so condescending?"

    "Haha! There is no such thing as condescension. Wen Wei thinks too highly of me."

    When Wang Shouren heard this, he actually laughed out loud: "What's more, what you and I want is to correct my Confucian teachings, not to gain power as an official. In that case, what does it matter about the size of the official position? On the contrary, it is a matter for the people at the bottom  , is even more important. If our Confucian sect wants to revive, we must not ignore it."

    ¡®Wen Wei¡¯ was obviously startled, and then shook his head slightly.  Even though it was for this reason, I never tried to persuade him again. I knew that my good friend was quite an independent person.  Now that a decision has been made, none of the nine cows can pull it back.

    And this sounds like it makes a lot of sense.

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    In Fenghua Palace, the golden imperial chair in the imperial study room is still intact, but Yin Yu's body on the chair has lost his head.

    After beheading Yin Yu, Zong Shou ignored him and looked up at the sky.

    At this time, Li Bie Xue was gradually forced into a desperate situation.  But Wei Xu and Lin Yuanjing were always in control.  It's just trapped, not full strength.

    It¡¯s not that you want to be merciful or have any worries, but that you¡¯re not asking.

    "My senior brother Xizi's soul was divided into six parts back then. One of them is in the hands of you, Li Bie Xue. I wonder where the seal is at this time? You should understand that this matter is common knowledge, and there will naturally be a way to know it in the future.  , it just takes a little more effort.¡±

    Li Biexue smiled sarcastically, seemingly disdainful to answer, and struggled with all his strength from the magnetic beam.

    It was a huge copper fist that was attacking fiercely.  Just as Li Biexue was about to resist, Lin Yuanjing's Xuantian Yiling Dafa replaced the Divine Art of Nothingness in mid-air.

    Then, he was hit by that huge force and was forcibly sunk to the ground like a dropped kite!

    Yuan Jing Sanren, who was three thousand feet in the air, said with an expressionless face: "Li Bie Xue, you have done a lot of evil in your life. You should have been suppressed forever and returned to chaos. But if you are willing to find out the whereabouts of my senior brother, I, the Dao of Common Life, will only ban you for eight years."  A million years, eight million years later, I will let you be resurrected."

    Li Biexue's expression changed, and then he laughed like crazy: "Eight million years? I, Li Biexue, can't even think about it for eight million years? Who knows what will happen after eight million years?"I really thought that Li Bie Xue could escape.  "

    Zong Shou lost his smile and hunted for soul nails, which should be the work of Ming Rixuan layman.

    "Heart-killing and soul-hunting is one of the techniques he is good at.  Compared with the profound heart-saving nail, it is more than a step ahead.

    A blood sacrifice was also required, but Chongxuan used the blood of three thousand boys.  As for Ming Ri Xuan, he should have used Li Bie Xue's Yin Vein to slay spirits.

    The vitality absorbed cannot be returned anyway, so it would be a pity to waste it.  Zong Shou could accept it when used on Li Bie Xue.

    In fact, he has been prepared for a long time, but the effect of his immortal-killing flying knife is still a little worse than this spell that cannot be resisted and can be activated without warning.

    Zong Shou shook his head and looked at a blood-red pill in his hand.  It was the magic elixir left behind after Li Bie Xue's body exploded.  As he was flying away, he caught him and captured him.

    Speaking of which, this is the second ultimate magic pill that Zong Shou obtained.  Holding it in your hand, it seems to be alive, beating endlessly and breathing surging energy.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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