The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chu country.

A small farmhouse.

"Come on, come on, let's eat!"

"Why don't you eat it?"

Immortal Zhenyuan warmly entertained the Confucian and Mohist families.

He, Mozi, and Mingyu gathered around a large cauldron, enjoying themselves, talking and laughing.

In the courtyard, the Mohist and Confucian disciples sat clearly separated on both sides.

"Senior Brother Yan Hui, isn't the relationship between your two families good?"

Wukong's seat was close to Yan Hui. When he saw this scene, he came close to Yan Hui and asked in a low voice.

Although there was no tension between the two sides with Mozi and Fuzi pressing down, Wukong could also see that the atmosphere was indeed not harmonious.

"It's not enough to say that we have a bad relationship." Yan thought about it and said to Wukong, "Our two families just have different ideas."

"You have just arrived at Dongsheng Shenzhou, so you may not know much about the situation here."

Then, Yan Hui gave Wukong a brief introduction to the various schools of thought.

Only then did Wukong know the name of the land beneath his feet, and for the first time he knew the grand occasion of Baijia.

"So are there so many people as powerful as Master?" Wukong's golden eyes flickered, full of longing.

"Hmm... pretty much the same."

Yan Hui thought to himself, which one of these disciples is not standing at the top of the ancient world, they are indeed powerful.

Most of them are just a little bit worse than the Master.

Looking at the excited Wukong, Yan Hui turned the food in front of him to the other party, and said with a gentle expression: "Wukong, I still have to tell you something."

"Senior Brother Yan Hui, please tell me!" Wukong looked solemn.

Yan Hui nodded and said, "You can use your innate magical power, but don't use it forcefully."

"Earlier, Master and Zhuangzi were discussing swords. They were brilliant and had no intention of hurting anyone. You see, it's not a big deal."

"But never be so reckless in the future!"

Magical powers such as understanding changes, knowing the time of the sky, knowing the location, moving stars and changing battles are all innate to the Lingming Stone Monkey.

It's just that Wukong is still young and cannot fully master these abilities.

It takes a long time to develop and settle.

If you want to shorten the time, finding a good master as a guide is a good choice.

Wukong's expression changed, and his golden eyes looked at Yan Hui sincerely: "Senior Brother Yan Hui, why are you willing to teach me a lot of things, and even Master is generous in teaching me, but why can't I join Confucianism?"

"Because your way is not in my Confucian school."

The gentle words made the golden eyes dim a bit.

Yan Hui looked at the disappointed Wukong and smiled: "What I, the Confucian, can do is just open a new door for you."

"You can see, hear, and understand everything in this door."

"But this is not your return home."

Wukong listened carefully to these words. After knowing that he could not join the Confucian school, Wukong felt much relieved.

He cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Yan Hui, please show me a clear path!"

With his wisdom, he naturally understood the meaning of Yan Hui's words.

Confucianism is not your homecoming, so naturally there is another place waiting for you.

Yan Huiyao pointed to the west: "There is a place called Lingtai Fangcun Mountain in Hezhou, Xiniu, and Sanxing Cave in the Xianyue. There is a person with great supernatural powers named Patriarch Bodhi."

"Master Bodhi?"

Wukong murmured softly. When he said this name, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.

This underworld feeling is indescribable and unclear, just like a kind of fate, illusory and real.

Yan Hui looked at Wukong who was deep in thought. He patted Wukong on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Believe me, he will be your best master."

"Is it better than my husband?"

Wukong subconsciously looked at Mingyu. Compared to the Bodhi Patriarch in Yan Hui's mouth, Mingyu was more like a family member to him.

These days of getting along with each other made Wukong sincerely trust the Master and Confucianism.

Yan Hui's answer was almost without hesitation: "Better than Master."

He was telling the truth.

At least for now.

A cunning look flashed in Yan Hui's eyes.

Wukong has no doubt that he is there.

"Then Senior Brother Yan Hui, can I stay for a while longer?"

"of course can!"

Yan Hui smiled and said, "I don't know how far it is from Dongzhou to Xizhou. It's extremely dangerous. Are you planning to go there like this?"

"What does Senior Brother Yan Hui mean?" Wukong's eyes lit up.

"What can I mean?"

Yan Hui spread his hands: "I just want to tell you to learn more about our Confucian etiquette."

"As long as you learn Confucian etiquette well, you will be able to make others talk to you calmly!"

"Really?"

Wukong touched the back of his head and smiled.

Confucian etiquette, he really didn't miss it along the way!
  "Giant!"

"Master!"

While the meal was being eaten, Mo Jiaqi Huali and Confucian Zilu stood up almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples on both sides stood up in large numbers.

They glared at each other, and seemed ready to fight if they disagreed.

bang~~
  At this time, Xu Xing, as the host, took action.

"What's the trouble?"

"What's the trouble?"

"Whoever makes trouble again will have nothing to eat today!"

While Xu Xing was speaking, thousands of feet of light flickered, and the writing on the ground moved automatically without wind, illuminating the mountains, rivers, and seas of the earth.

The earth veins are emitting dragon chants, and the three mountains and five mountains are infinitely beautiful and ever-changing.

The power of the boundless law vibrates, the space collapses, and the spiritual energy riots, just like the destruction of the world.

Immortal Zhenyuan's display of power was like an angry lion, which silenced the two disciples.

He stared at the bird with an unfriendly expression, grinning his white teeth, and said in a solemn tone, "Is the food not delicious?"

Qin Huali felt the terrifying murderous intention coming to him. He shuddered and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yummy, delicious!"

Xu Xing looked at Zi Lu, who was the first to stand up, and asked with a sullen face: "The food is not to your liking?"

"It's good! It's very appetizing!"

Under Xu Xing's cannibalistic gaze, Zilu shrank his neck and smiled sarcastically: "Xu Zi, don't be angry!"

"You want me not to be angry?"

"sure!"

He looked to the left and right and shouted sternly: "Sit down, everyone!"

All the disciples sat down with a roar.

"Have a meal!"

The disciples didn't dare to talk much and just kept their heads down while eating.

There are many opportunities to talk about Taoism, but if you miss Zhenyuan Daxian’s delicious food, there will be no next time.

Xu Xing saw that everyone was working hard.

Only then did a smile appear again on his face: "This is right!"

Wouldn’t it be nice to be a hard worker?
  Do you have to fight over it?

"Come on, sit down, sit down!"

Mozi smiled and pulled Xu Xing, "Young people, it's normal to move around!"

"Do not care!"

"Yes."

Mingyu sat upright, holding a hand halberd and carefully cutting the meat. Then he put the thin slices of meat in his mouth, savored it carefully, and said with enjoyment: "Fellow Taoist's craftsmanship is as good as ever. ah!"

"It's worth taking my disciples on this trip." Xu Xing's face was filled with a smile: "If you like it, fellow Taoist, you can come often!"

"The State of Lu is not far from the State of Chu!"

"It's not far." Mingyu nodded. He put down the tableware, wiped his mouth gracefully, and smiled: "But I have a better plan!"

"What plan?" Xu Xing asked.

Mingyu said: "Instead of running around, let's be neighbors."

Xu Xing was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "You want to stay in Chu to give lectures?"

"No!" Mingyu shook his head and said, "What I want is that fellow Taoist follow me!"

"Go with you?"

Mingyu nodded: "Not only fellow Taoist, but also uncle."

"After the 'Controversy of the Scholars', how about you all come with me?"

"I?"

Mozi also looked over. He looked at Mingyu with interest. His intuition and experience told him that this matter was not simple.

Mingyu's words confirmed Mozi's guess: "I plan to expand the academy in Sheji Mountain to accommodate the learning of hundreds of schools of thought. At that time, I will invite teachers from hundreds of schools to come to the academy to write books, establish theories, and teach. I don't know, uncle." how about?"

"Build a school to accommodate hundreds of schools of thought?"

Mozi's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he nodded thoughtfully: "Interesting!"

Xu Xingze pointed at Mingyu and said with a smile: "Are you planning to learn from Taoist ancestors?"

In the past, Taoist ancestor Hongjun used Zixiao Palace to welcome three thousand mortal guests. Today, is Mingyu ready to imitate Taoist ancestor and "catch them all in one fell swoop"?

"What do fellow Taoists think?"

Mingyu didn't comment on this. He looked at the disciples who were being trained so hard by Zhen Yuanzi that they didn't even dare to breathe, and said with a smile: "If fellow Taoists come to the academy to be teachers, they will definitely be very popular."

Xu Xing thought for a moment and nodded gently: "It's not impossible."

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  Cai Guo.

Bian Que took the initiative to come to Cai Huangong for treatment for the third time.

Duke Huan of Cai was very unhappy: "I told you, I'm not sick!"

Bian Que looked at Duke Huan Cai for a few times with pity in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "Your illness has become more and more serious. Now it has penetrated deep into the intestines and stomach. If you don't treat it, it will be too late."

Duke Huan of Cai's face turned dark.

"Don't I know my body yet?"

"I told you I'm not sick!"

In line with the principles of medicine to help the world and save people, Bian Que decided to give some advice.

But before he could open his mouth, Cai Huangong stood up and said, "Sir, please come back!"

"I'm really not sick!"

Bian Que sighed, turned and left.

When Bian Que walked far away, Duke Huan of Cai's face became a little brighter, and he said to the guards on his left and right with deep meaning: "These doctors just like to treat "diseases" for people who are not sick, so as to show their skills."

ten days later.

Bian Que entered the palace again carrying the medicine bag.

When Duke Huan of Cai saw Bian Que, his face suddenly became unhappy. He just waited for him to persuade him to treat his illness, and then rejected him flatly.

However, this time he saw Duke Huan of Cai from a distance and ran away.

Duke Huan of Cai was confused.

He looked at Bian Que's back as he walked swiftly. Driven by curiosity, Duke Huan said to the guards, "Go after him and ask."

The guard left immediately.

Soon, the guard came back.

"What did sir say?"

Seeing that the other party was hesitating, Duke Huan said, "Speak, no matter what you say, sir, I will pardon you!"

The guard then spoke, imitating Bian Que's tone and said: "Your Majesty is sick to the bone!"

"Hopeless."

"Wait to die!"

"Farewell!"

After hearing this, Duke Huan turned green.

But at this time, he still thought that Bian Que was scaring him.

Bian Que, who had sneaked all the way to his residence, waved to some naturally dazed girls in the courtyard: "Ling'er, Cai Guo can't stay here anymore, let's go!"

"okay!"

Ling'er responded, waving his hands as the glow began to bloom, and the medicinal materials and books in the courtyard were put into the basket on his back.

"Master, where are we going?" Ling'er's bright eyes were shining with a bit of curiosity in her eyes: "Aren't you going to treat Duke Huan?"

"If we can't cure it, our benevolence and justice have been exhausted." Bian Que shook his head, and then pointed to the place on the map: "We have to go to Qin next!"

"Qin State?"

"Yes! Let's go find fellow Taoist Bai Qi!"

Bian Que nodded: "I have thought about it. This time, I will go with the military strategists for the 'Controversy of the Scholars'!"

"They are responsible for fighting and killing, and we are responsible for rescuing the wounded!"

"It's not easy to be a military doctor or something like that!"

"What about this plan?"

Bian Que put his hands on his hips and praised his own wisdom.

"Listen to Master!" Ling'er nodded gently. She had no objection to Bian Que's decision.

"Then do it!"

Bian Que waved his hand, and the divine pesticide cauldron flew out. Three hundred and sixty-five elixirs floated in the sky, filled with light and colorful atmosphere.

"go!"

Bian Que and his apprentice quietly broke through the blockade of Cai Guo's national destiny and fled across the border.

Five days later, Duke Huan of Cai felt pain all over his body. He was so panicked that he quickly asked someone to catch Bian Que and come back to treat him.

But at this time, Bian Que had already arrived in Qin.

Moreover, Bian Que also saw an acquaintance outside Bai Qi's house.

"Brother Gongsun, brother Gongsun, come out to receive the guests!"

The loud voice of Sun Long, the master of the famous family, started a bad day for Wu'an Jun Bai Qi.

"You still dare to come to Qin?"

With a flash of cold light, You Xijian was placed on Gongsun Long's neck. Bai Qi walked out of the door with a sullen face. Yue Zhi Yuanting's figure made the atmosphere everywhere serious, and he stared directly at Gongsun Long.

"Qin is not a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, so why don't I dare to come?"

Gongsun Long looked at Bai Qi calmly. He held You Xijian between his two fingers and pushed it away: "Besides, your surname is Gongsun and my surname is Gongsun. We are all from the same family! What do you mean by two families?! "

"And I'm already here, isn't Brother Gongsun going to invite me in to sit down?"

"As far as I know, using swords to fight and turning people away is not the Qin way of hospitality, right?"

"If that's the case, it would be a joke."

As Gongsun Long spoke, he winked at master and apprentice Bian Que.

Clang~~
  Bai Qi sheathed his sword. He first nodded to Master Bian Que and then looked at Gongsun Long: "Fellow Taoist, you are indeed worthy of the name of a famous master!"

Faced with Bai Qi's retort, Gongsun Long was not annoyed.

He turned around and looked at Ling'er with a smile on his face: "Little Ling'er, long time no see!"

"Senior Styx, long time no see!" Ling'er was still the good girl in Styx's impression, and she happily returned the greeting when she saw Styx.

"Oh, what kind of senior is not senior!"

Gongsun Long waved his hands repeatedly, then took out a scroll of scripture from his sleeve and handed it over: "Here, this is a monograph by my famous master! You can read it carefully when you have time."

“What’s the point of sophistry and cunning words?”

Bai Qi spoke disdainfully and casually gave Ling'er a copy of the military book he wrote.

Gongsun Long said with a smile: "You are a talented killer and hand over the military manual to the doctor. What's the point of this?"

"Am I a killer?"

"Then what are you?"

Bai Qi curled his lips, saying that he was a great killing god, but instead of taking advantage of their military strategist's job, he actually went to open a trumpet for a famous master! (End of chapter)