The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Montreal.

Everything fell silent.

The moment the word "reason" falls, it is destined to overshadow the grace of Zhuangzi's sword.

The sword that filled the world was scattered like wind and rain, floating in the air.

Mingyu stood in the void, quietly looking at Zhuangzi who was indifferent to the world.

The sword of the common people, the sword of the princes, and the sword of the emperor. These three swords are Zhuangzi's sword, the Xiaoyao sword.

It’s three forms, but it’s also one form.

Taoism transcends the world, and Zhuangzi lives at ease in the world.

The common people, the princes and generals, the heavens and the kingdoms, the four seas and the wastelands, Zhuangzi's heart is like a giant Kun in the sea, and his movements are like a big roc in the sky. The changes of the Kun and the Peng, the intersection of the wind and the water, create the happiness of this life.

This is the great way of Zhuangzi.

In other words, it is Kunpeng's avenue.

Whether it is the Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Daoist Taoist Daoist Taoist Daoist Taoist Daoist Daoist Taoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist Daoist

He is still who he is.

"It's never changed!" Mingyu laughed.

Zhuangzi also laughed.

He looked at the "De" sword in Mingyu's right hand, then shifted his gaze to the "Li" book in his left hand, and said with a smile:

"You haven't changed."

Whether it is convincing people with "morality" or convincing people with "reason", it is the same style as always, and it is still the familiar Taoist master.

The two smiled at each other.

Zhuangzi said slowly: "I still have two swords, one sword 'Autumn Water' and one sword 'Ziu Wang'."

"I originally wanted to discuss it with you again, but now it seems there is no need for that."

After finishing speaking, Zhuangzi looked at Mingyu with curiosity and asked: "The 'Controversy of the Philosophers' is right in front of you. I wonder how many swords you have left to deal with them?"

"No matter what else, Mo Zhai will never let go of this opportunity when the time comes, and he will definitely come to you to discuss swordsmanship."

Speaking of this, Zhuangzi had a bit of a smile in his eyes.

I don’t know if some of the Legalists did this intentionally. Recently, Han Fei has been vigorously advocating that Confucianism and Mohism are the “remarkable schools of the world”, and comparing the theories of these scholars is like a bright pearl compared to a bright moon.

There are thousands of divine kingdoms and hundreds of schools of thought in the universe, and the public opinion relationship between the two families has never been very harmonious.

Facing Zhuangzi's inquiry, Mingyu smiled softly: "Since I am here to meet with the scholars, how could I not be prepared?"

He turned around and pointed at Yan Hui and others, and said: "Confucianism has three thousand swords, how should the disciples respond?"

"Confucianism has three thousand swords, how should the scholars respond?"

The same words resounded in the ears of hundreds of scholars.

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Cai Guo.

"Ah!"

The medical sage Bian Que suddenly sneezed.

"Master?"

Standing next to Bian Que was a girl with bright eyes and good eyesight. She was wearing a light blue dress. She was quiet and elegant, with a body as tall as a bamboo, and she stood tall and graceful.

At this time, she was holding a scroll of scripture in her hand and reading it carefully. When she heard the sneeze, she quickly turned sideways and looked at her teacher with a puzzled look on her face.

"Ah, it's okay!" Bian Que waved his hand, his eyes flickered, and he glanced in the direction of the Song Dynasty. Then he shook his head with some fear and said: "Ling'er, how about this 'Controversy between the Scholars'? Aren’t you going?”

"Aren't you going?" Ling'er's eyes were bright, and she said hesitantly: "But Senior Brother Mingyu's Confucianism will participate in the 'Controversy of Philosophers' this time. Didn't Master say before that he must go and support Senior Brother? ?”

"Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, I have!"

Linger nodded slightly, with a serious expression.

Then, she slowly put down her backpack, deftly took out a roll of bamboo slips, opened it gently, and quickly found the accurate record at a glance.

"Here~, Ling'er has memorized all the master's daily words and deeds."

Ling'er smiled lightly and handed the bamboo slips to Bian Que.

Bian Que looked down and was instantly embarrassed.

He said sarcastically: "Yes, yes, my teacher said so!"

"So, are we still going to Zhou's Chamber to participate in the 'Controversy of Scholars'?" Ling'er asked again, looking at Bian Que with watery eyes.

"go with!"

"Of course!"

Bian Que hurriedly replied, his eyes wandering: "But we have to go to Cai Guo's doctor Gongsun Qing for consultation first."

Bian Que glanced at the bamboo slips in his hand, pointed to one of them and said, "If you are invited, you must go!"

"Doctor?"

Ling'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She thought for a while, and then reminded in a low voice: "Master, this person believes in witchcraft or medicine, are you sure you want to go?"

"Do you believe in witchcraft or medicine?"

Bian Que raised his voice and shook his head decisively: "I won't go, as long as I love you!"

He decisively drew a line at the corresponding position on the bamboo slip.

Then he looked at a few more lines and quickly locked on a name.

"Huan Gong?"

"It's him!"

Seeing a doctor for a monarch is always the most troublesome and can delay a lot of time!

Bian Que waved his hand and decided on the next patient for consultation.

He strode towards Cai Guoguo's capital.

"Master, wait for me!"

Ling'er carefully put the bamboo slips away, picked up the basket again, and then ran like a deer, and soon followed Bian Que to the capital of Cai State.

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At the same time, Chu State.

Farmer sage Xu Xing paused and whispered, "Three thousand swords?"

"Brother Mo, can you catch it?"

Xu Xing shuddered, then turned to look at Mo Zi next to him.

Mozi was dressed in black, with a medium build, a youthful appearance, and a pair of eyes as deep as a cold pool.

Hearing Xu Xing's question, Mozi smiled softly and asked, "Brother Xu, can you catch it?"

"I?"

Xu Xing shook his head repeatedly: "I can't catch it, I can't catch it!"

"I'm just a poor farmer, and I only know a few tricks of farming."

"I have nothing to do but raise flowers, get some poultry, and tame some animals for a tooth ceremony."

"Where can I pick up the Confucian Three Thousand Swords by myself?"

Xu Xing smiled mockingly. He looked at the disciples following Mozi. They were all wearing black clothes and had long swords hanging from their waists. They all had stern faces, as if they were carved from the same mold. Knight.

He said with envy: "No wonder Han Fei said that Confucianism and Mohism are the most prominent schools in the world!"

"With your Mo family's momentum, it's not an exaggeration to say that you show off your knowledge!"

Mo Zi raised his sword eyebrows and slightly curved his mouth: "Brother Xu is joking, that guy Guang Chengzi must have been instructed by my second brother to deliberately provoke the relationship between our Confucian and Mo families!"

"This time when I go to Zhou's room, I'll deal with him first!"

"That's right!"

Qin Huali, the great disciple of the Mohist school who was reincarnated by Zhao Gongming, took a step forward.

He said loudly: "Confucianism talks about benevolence and righteousness, and Mohism talks about universal love; Confucianism talks about gentlemen, and Mohism advocates virtuous people; Confucianism advocates world harmony, and Mohism advocates that the world is unified!"

"The two families have the same origin but different names. What's the difference?" Qin Huali's words were resonant. He made an impassioned statement: "Han Fei is called a Legalist, but he is actually a famous scholar. That kid's ability to confuse right and wrong is quite good. set!"

"Yes, that's right!"

All the Mohist disciples responded in unison: "Confucianism and Mohism come from the same family but have different names. They are similar and love each other. There is no contradiction at all!"

"Yes, yes, there is no contradiction, there is no contradiction!"

Xu Xing wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead. He looked at the Mohist disciples who were united and speaking in unison, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "If I hadn't sacrificed a meal to understand your Mohist thoughts, I almost believed it!”

Mohism advocates universal love, non-aggression, frugality, respecting the virtuous, advocating unity, heaven's will, understanding ghosts, non-fate, non-happiness...

These ideas seem to be consistent with Confucianism, but in fact most of them are diametrically opposed!

Although the road leads to the same destination through different paths, different paths create different values.

Even if the two families can't be said to be in conflict, they can still be regarded as hating each other.

What is the most similar thing between the two families?

Maybe they just don't like Legalism.

Mozi felt Xu Xing's thoughts and smiled.

Confucianism and Mohism are indeed different.

If the Confucian way is to be modest and courteous, three thousand Confucian scholars from top to bottom stepped into the world to lead hope.

The way of the Mohist family is to express grudges and grudges at will. Eight hundred Mohists work from bottom to top, traversing the world to find a way out.

The former represents Mingyu, the Taoist master of life, who combines "Confucianism" with human Taoism, and uses the Three Thousand to unify ten thousand Taoism. It is an important stage in his attempt to prove the Tao of Pangu with the "Three Lives of All Things".

The latter represents Tongtian, the leader of the Jiejiao religion, who uses "ink" to cut off ten thousand ways, and is an unstoppable road to heaven.

The difference between him and Mingyu is that he is Pangu and does not need to be proven again!

Pangu transformed the Three Qing Dynasties, and the four words "Shangqing Qingtang reaches the sky" are originally a road to the sky.

What he represents is the young Pangu, the determination and indomitable ultimate intention of Pangu.

Therefore, among the Three Purities, his killing was the heaviest.

Cutting off all the ways, it’s impossible without killing.

He is always so sharp.

Recalling the past, when the three clans were in great catastrophe, Taojun Yuchen walked through the wilderness with one man and one sword.

Up to now, the mythical masters and the Mohist giants have brought their Mohists with them, wielding swords all over the world, rejoicing in grudges and grudges.

Unlike the Confucian scholars in Mingyu, the Mohists are more like chivalrous people.

When they saw injustice on the road, they drew their swords to help.

Leaders teach without distinction, so they love the world universally.

The leader is impartial and selfless, so they say the world is still the same.

The leader intercepts the vitality, so they talk about the unfaithful way.

The Biyou Wanxian of the past and the Mohists of today are actually practicing one word - "Jie"!

Mozi looked around at the disciples, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

"Good."

"What's good?"

Xu Xing glanced at Mozi, who kept smiling.

This guy looks like this when he comes to eat.

It's not like this when you are stirring up trouble in the world outside!

Stick to the rules and become famous all over the world.

But reputation has good and bad qualities, right?

If nothing else, Gongshuban was almost autistic by Mozi!

"Cough cough~~"

Mozi suppressed his smile and said kindly: "Brother Xu, although our Mo family advocates frugality, we still have to pay for our meals!"

"You don't have to look at me like that."

Mozi looked back and forth in the farmyard, and his eyes fell on a group of strange animals that he had never seen before.

"Hmm~"

Mozi nodded happily: "Brother Xu is indeed a famous gourmet, he can always cultivate unexpected ingredients!"

"You think I want to?"

Xu Xing curled his lips and said, "Come to my place to have a meal. There are so many rules. The ingredients in the previous recipes are either not in line with your ideas, or they have become auspicious beasts in the world and are not allowed to be eaten."

"What can I do?"

"I can only do it myself and cultivate some fresh ones!"

Mozi smiled: "Brother Xu, thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Xu Zi!"

The disciple of the Mo family chuckled.

When they looked at the pits full of novel ingredients, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "Master Zhenyuan is so professional!"

If we say that the first happiness for Mohists in their lives is to practice their ideas with the masters.

The second best thing is to come to the farmhouse to eat and drink!

When Xu Xing saw that the eyes of all the Mohist disciples were shining, he was also happy in his heart.

Food is recognized, that is the greatest respect for gourmets!

However, he still pretended to be serious: "According to your Mohist rules: 'If you don't do anything for a day, you won't eat for a day.'"

"You can eat if you want. You also have to do some of my farm work!"

The Mohist disciple agreed: "Xu Zi, don't worry."

"With our Mo family here, what farm work can't we do for you?"

Qin Huali took a step forward, raised his chin slightly, and said very proudly: "The ink artistry is unparalleled in the world, who knows about it?"

Their Mohist carpentry skills are very famous among the various schools of thought!

Ever since, Mo Zi said something, and the Mohist disciples went out en masse.

The clouds and lights criss-crossed, and the machinery soared!

Countless ingenious farm implements, mechanisms, and equipment are operating on the farm's property.

With less than a stick of incense and intensive cultivation, feeding and harvesting, Xu Xing's so-called "farm work" was completed.

"I have to say that your Mo family is very efficient!"

Xu Xing opened his mouth to praise, and the more he looked at these Mohists, the more he felt sleepy.

The Mo family and the farm family are a perfect match!

When Mozi saw that Xu Xing highly praised his own machine skills, his expression changed and he gestured to Qin Huali with his eyes.

Qin Huali understood, he smiled, came to Xu Xing's side, and took out a bamboo slip as if he was attentive.

"Xu Zi, the mechanism you asked us to improve last time is now clear!"

"real?!"

When Xu Xing heard this, he was happy. The art of farming is ultimately the art of making a living for the people. The improvement of agricultural science by Mohist institutions can greatly promote the development of farmers. This is why Xu Xing is so familiar with Mozi.

He took the bamboo slip, looked at it carefully, and said three times: "Okay, okay!"

"Can it be promoted?" Xu Xing asked a key question.

Qin Huali patted her chest and promised: "After we go back, we will organize mass production!"

Xu Xing was overjoyed and announced an extra meal on the spot!

"Xu Ziyingming!"

Mohist disciples shouted.

For a time, the small world of the farmhouse was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"What are you so happy about?"

An awe-inspiring righteousness suddenly appeared.

Then the wind and thunder stirred, and three thousand chariots made a rumbling sound and rushed straight to this place!

Mingyu holds a "Li" book in his left hand and a "De" sword in his right hand, with a gentle smile: "Do you mind a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks?" (End of Chapter)