fifth form

"The four directions are called the universe, the past and the present are called the universe, and the universe is full of phenomena..."

High in the sky in the inner hall of Weiyang Palace, the voice of Wudao was like thunder rolling.

Countless corpses gather in the sky above the inner hall.

In the air of the corpse, an old man with long gray hair and long beard held a scroll of bamboo slips and recited.

If you don't care about each other's positions, Shi Wudao looks harmless to humans and animals, and even has a bit of immortality.

"Yu He Zhou, has the Shi Jiao School studied time and space?"

In the inner hall, Dong Zhongshu was constantly shocked when he heard the sound falling like thunder.

Confucianism picks up the wisdom of others, but it has not picked up this top-level level.

The Shijiao school defines the concept of the universe and the universe. Obviously, research in this area has made some progress, and it has even been applied to the art of Shiwudao. This may be some reason why Shiwudao reverses life and death.

There are not many current schools that can do this.

As far as Dong Zhongshu knows, the "Tao" and "Yu" involved in the Huang-Lao School, "Jiu" and "Yu" in the Mohist School, and "Dayi" and "Xiaoyi" in the School of Famous Schools.

He pricked up his ears to listen, only to hear the new emperor shouting.

"Bewitching words to confuse the crowd, kill!"

On Emperor Jing's coffin, the gray and black corpse energy continued to entwine, and the flames burned slowly.

Looking at the struggling grimace on the coffin, the new emperor drew out his sword and slashed at the grimace.

"Zhou Wudao, goodbye!"

The new emperor drew his sword and slashed at the coffin, Li Guang murmured, and shot at the sky with his bow.

As if the sky was shattered, streamers of light flashed across, and several stars shone brightly in the dark night sky.

The morning star appeared in the sky, shining on this faintly shimmering city.

Amidst the endless corpse aura, the gray-white long-haired and long-bearded old man who was holding a bamboo tube was pierced through the chest by an arrow.

He slowly put down the bamboo slips, glanced at Li Guang who was shooting the arrow, and then heaved a long sigh, his body burst like a bubble, leaving only the crazy roar of the ghost face on the coffin.

"Your Majesty, the corpse has no way to escape from the spirit performance. At this time, the spirit and soul have disappeared, leaving only a decayed shell. It is difficult to resurrect from the dead again!"

Li Guang received his bow and reported back.

When the soul of control is lacking, the incarnation of Shiwudao's corpse aura is like a beast without sanity, and the difficulty of targeting drops suddenly.

Li Guang even saw a fire in the air slowly burning around the coffin.

He glanced at the new emperor's sword, and looked at the golden talisman affixed to the coffin, and finally confirmed that Shi Wudao could no longer make waves.

Li Guang didn't want to know who played the greater role, and he didn't want to take credit for it. He just felt that this difficult thing had finally come to an end, and this sad night had finally come to an end.

During the period of guarding the spirit of Emperor Jing, Shi Wudao was not the most powerful cultivator who came here, but he was definitely the most difficult cultivator at present.

And as long as Emperor Jing does not enter the mausoleum, such days may still exist, and even stronger practitioners will come to target them.

Li Guang also had to live one day at a time, trying to repel these perpetrators on the premise of saving the new emperor's life.

"The first emperor had a lot of grievances and grievances in the past, and this is the No. 13 wave!"

Li Guang thought in his heart.

Many of Emperor Jing's actions were internal suppression, and few were external. Li Guang also waited for Emperor Jing's promise to conquer Beiju Luzhou year after year.

But this time did not wait.

The current heavy responsibility is to protect the safety of the new emperor, this responsibility is too different from his imagination to lead the charge.

Holding a bow and arrow, he couldn't express his complicated mood for a while.

But he couldn't grab Jingdi's body and ask him why he didn't keep his word.

When the person died, all the promises would be in vain, and Li Guang only hoped that the new emperor's killing intent would be stronger.

But as long as he thought about the appearance of the court of the Han Dynasty, Li Guang had to let go of this delusion.

The new emperor is too young, and the opponent's rights are even unstable.

There is no way to deal with corpses, but the people of the three princes and nine ministers of the imperial court did not grow up vegetarian. These people did not finish talking about the injustice of corpses, but they all had some means to target them, but these people either shirked or refused, or attitude swings.

"You bullied me too much!"

The new emperor's long sword swept across the aura of the corpse, and the faint sword light cut a gully in the aura of the corpse, and then cut it on the high table in the mourning hall, cutting off the corner of the table.

He clenched his teeth, and finally took back the two cruel words that he was about to spit out.

A dog that bites doesn't bark, and a dog that barks doesn't bite. He obviously doesn't bark around, but really hurts these people.

This not only involves outside the court, but also within the court.

What Li Guang could understand, the new emperor could finally understand.

No matter how high the cultivation base is, no matter how powerful the ability is, if the corpse is not in command, this kind of talent will have no effect on the new emperor.

"Dog?"

He glanced over the Prime Minister Wei Wan, the Yushi doctor Zhi Buyi and the others, and then in the direction of An Le Palace.

When his own ability is not enough to control the situation, Xinti obviously needs to push others to break the deadlock.

"Zhao Wan, Wang Zang, and Dong Zhongshu performed very well in guarding the late emperor's coffin tonight." The new emperor's complexion changed slightly, and he finally retracted his sword and praised: "I have heard for a long time that Confucianism has many talents and is good at many arts. What I saw tonight is really extraordinary. You can make a contribution."

"His Majesty praises you!"

Zhao Wan bowed down to thank him again and again, and Wang Zang blushed, while Dong Zhongshu's face changed slightly when he bowed.

The Confucian school currently has three people occupying high positions in the imperial court, but no matter whether it is Dong Zhongshu, Zhao Wan, or Wang Zang, none of the Confucianists has been included in the Sangong Jiuqing, and no Confucian monk has ever become a county guard.

The performance of the three of them tonight was not good, but compared to other high-ranking officials who did not make any effort, the three great Confucian scholars were at least doing real work, and they even took risks.

"I heard that Confucian master Shen Peigong is a virtuous and upright man. I wonder if he has the heart to serve the court?" the new emperor asked.

"Your Majesty, although the teacher has lived a long life, he has never lost his heart to serve the country," Zhao Wan said happily.

Zhao Wan can't do it herself, Wang Zang is not capable enough, Dong Zhongshu is a weirdo, and he is incompatible with Confucianism, but there are many Confucian monks, Shen Peigong is the default leader of Confucianism, and his strength can be said to be the strongest in contemporary Confucianism, not inferior to Sangong Jiuqing any one of them.

And as long as Shen Peigong enters the imperial court, many Confucian monks of their faction will inevitably recommend layers to attach to the imperial court.

This involves Kong Anguo, Zhou Ba, Xia Kuan, Dang Lu, Miao Sheng, Xu Yan, Qing Ji and other Confucian masters, as well as Gong Sunhong and others who are close to Dong Zhongshu's faction.

When Emperor Jing was in power, he never used any major monks of the Confucian school in his life, and the new emperor was young at this time. After receiving their teachings, he was obviously very close to the Confucian school, and he rarely took precautions.

Zhao Wan was overjoyed, and at the moment, she didn't care about being contaminated with the remaining corpse aura, and recommended her teacher again and again.

As long as the new emperor has sincerity and sincerity, they will definitely go all out.

"Of course I am sincere!"

Xindi nodded.

If he wanted to take advantage of his strength, he would obviously be sincere and even give him the highest standard of courtesy he could currently achieve.

Only when the courteousness is high enough, will this large school, which was suppressed by Emperor Jing for a period of time, enter the imperial court collectively, and it will also become the biggest conspicuous bag of the Han Dynasty, attracting all malice against him.

Whenever these people fight back and forth, he has the possibility to use his strength to fight.

For example, now, Prime Minister Wei Wan's complexion has changed in a bad way.