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Chapter 968: If you don't teach, you will teach... The battle between civil and military forces, the battle between celestial phenomena...

"If the son doesn't teach, the father and the son will live it!"

"If you are not strict in teaching, the teacher is lazy!"

"Sage Zhang, these two sentences clearly appear in your classic quotations. It is said that you said them yourself."

"Is it possible that these are all fake!"

Xu Xin's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and Zhang Fuyao fell silent.

The duel between the most powerful men is not only a direct confrontation, but also a confrontation in terms of verbal attacks on the heart, not to mention the Confucian sage scholar who is known as "Mingli".

Xu Xin's words silenced Zhang Fuyao. The main reason was that what Xu said was true. The truth in public was the most difficult for him to refute.

Many Confucian classics like to use the word "Confucius said". Since the fall of the Qin Dynasty, for 800 years, generations of scholars in the world have been reciting the words "Confucius said" that are densely packed in the books of sages.

Nowadays, the imperial examination is being promoted in Liyang, and there are more scholars. Naturally, it is even worse.

Xu Xin's words caused a thunderbolt to fall from the sky. The old Confucian scholar remained calm and composed, not shaken by his words. He just glanced at the thunderbolt, and his eyes seemed to change slightly.

However, he had no way to refute that everyone knew about the Zhang family's surrender. According to the rules and regulations of "Confucius", those descendants of the Zhang family who "revised the surrender" were definitely unworthy descendants.

The reasons for this are very complicated, but Zhang Fuyao's monopoly on luck is definitely a factor that has a great influence. It is difficult for Confucian saints to become, and even after they achieve success, they are prone to disasters. Their stay in the world is too short, resulting in Confucian and Taoist practice methods never being as good as Taoism, Buddhism, and martial arts generally lower the threshold for perfection.

Scholars such as Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Cao Changqing in the original timeline did not end well after becoming Confucian saints.

That kind of idealized gentleman and saint is really just an ideal. If it really reaches that level, it is no longer a person at all.

"Buddhism and Taoism have been continuously pioneered and perfected by powerful people in the past dynasties. Why has Confucianism and Taoism not made much progress in the past eight hundred years? It's all because you have harmed the Confucian sages of the past dynasties."

Maybe it's not invisible, but he himself is just a mortal, a layman, an ordinary person, with joys, sorrows, sorrows, family and master-disciple relationships... He is not the ideal saint described in the books.

But in fact, many of the words "Confucius said" were added by later generations when they "organized" the classics and wrote biographies. However, many "Confucius said" are very reasonable, which makes it easier to promote the reputation of the Zhang family and make it easier. It was conducive to the spread of "principles", so the Zhang family acquiesced, and Zhang Fuyao himself also remained silent.

Xu Xin made another heart-breaking remark. The old Confucian scholar said that he had been guarding the human world for eight hundred years to prevent immortals from interfering too much in the human world. Granted, what he said was true, but it was also true that he monopolized luck and harmed later generations of Confucian saints.

The only exception is Chen Zhibao, who used martial arts tricks to occupy the position of Confucian sage. However, a person who originally had the ambition to conquer the world later inexplicably lost his sense of existence. In the end, he gave up fighting for the world like Xu Fengnian. This is simply outrageous.

In the same way, Huang Longshi, the disciple, is recognized as the great devil of the Spring and Autumn Period. According to the world's concept, he should clean up his family.

"You haven't done enough things to mislead others!"

That is what the Confucian Sage Zhang said.

Zhang Fuyao had always thought that these two sentences, a son's failure to teach his father, and a teacher's laziness in teaching him strictly, were very reasonable, but he never thought that one day, he would apply them to himself.

The old Confucian scholar couldn't help but sigh, and he couldn't help sighing: "It turns out that I have said so many words! Doesn't that mean I have misled my disciples?"

Among the three religions, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, both Buddhism and Taoism have attained a realm above the immortals on land, and their practice techniques and thresholds have been continuously improved. However, Confucianism and Taoism have not made much progress. If you want to achieve a first-class celestial phenomenon by reading, Despite all the difficulties, Confucianism, Taoism, and Astrology are the least among the three religions. Not even a generation of scholars can produce one.

"You stayed in the world, neither leaving nor dying. You monopolized the luck of Confucianism and Taoism for eight hundred years, making future generations of Confucian saints less lucky and vulnerable to divine punishment."

But Sage Zhang did nothing and just pretended that these things were invisible.

This "Master said".

"It's no use talking more!"

Zhang Fuyao spoke again, lowered his hands, shook his sleeves gently, and a force of heaven and earth went towards Xu Xin.

Xu Xin stopped talking nonsense, and seemed to shrink to an inch. In an instant, his figure appeared in front of Zhang Fuyao, with a palm falling, his big sleeves fluttering, like an immortal. Zhang Fuyao raised his arm again, stretched out a finger, and said with a smile: "The benevolent are happy."

A high mountain seemed to suddenly appear between the old Confucian scholar and Xu Xin, as if they were separated by hundreds of thousands of rolling mountains, separated by a thin line, so close to the end of the world.

"Open the mountain!"

Xu Xin's calm words caused his palm to fall quickly again.

"The wise enjoy water!"

Zhang Fuyao was facing backward, with his hand behind his back quietly shaking his wrist. Several small lakes in the Shangyin Academy looked like green dragons drawing water. Magnificent water columns as thick as the mouth of a well quickly rose up and rushed to the top of the mountain.

"I want to see if you are qualified to be the leader of the world!"

Zhang Fuyao took the initiative to attack, and there was a strong wind and thunder in his palm, just like an immortal touching his head to end his immortality!

"Lord of the world? It doesn't matter what you say!"

Xu Xin returned the favor with a slap in the face, and there were bursts of thunder and powerful aura between the two of them.

Zhang Fuyao spun around and landed on the ground. After switching between old and new qi, the water pillars flew towards the sky.

The sage of the Zhang family laughed and said, "I want to teach you, young man, what it means to cultivate one's moral character and cultivate one's nature in Confucianism, and what it means to resonate with the heaven and earth with awe-inspiring energy!"

I saw the old Confucian scholar lightly stamping his foot. There was no sound at all. Instead, it was just like a random trampling by an old farmer in his own crop field.

But behind him, a clay statue suddenly appeared, dozens of feet tall, sitting majestically, taller than everything else in Shangyin Academy.

This clay statue holding a scroll is familiar to the world.

Zhang's ancestral hall, the imperial palace in the capital, the Confucius Temple, the school palace, the academies, they are everywhere on the territory of Liyang.

Zhang Fuyao flipped his palm lightly and laughed loudly: "The changes in the sea are like looking at the palm prints!"

The statue of the saint behind him then slapped Xu Xin on the ground with the scroll.

"boom!"

The book in the clay statue's hand was shattered, but Xu Xin was unharmed.

A purple aura suddenly appeared on Xu Xin's body, and soon it formed a dharma image of a hundred-foot-long heavenly king, and the face of the dharma image was clearly that of Xu Xin himself.

One is a martial artist and the other is a Confucian scholar, one is sitting and the other is standing.

One is recognized as the best in the world in the world, and the other is the most holy teacher who is regarded as a god by scholars.

The battle between civil and military forces, the battle between celestial phenomena.

Zhang Fuyao smiled and said: "Is this the world's first-class celestial realm proposed by Da Feng Gao Shulu, the law of heaven and earth?"

"You'll know if you try it."

Xu Xin just smiled confidently.

"Just give it a try."

The old Confucian scholar's smile deepened and he said loudly: "When a scholar encounters a soldier, can he explain the truth clearly? This makes no sense. There should not be any unclear reason in the world."

(End of this chapter)