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Chapter 147 Tianbao: My fate is determined by me, not by God (Please collect and support)

It is not a matter of one day or one night to overthrow the Xuanyuan Dynasty. The enemy has occupied Zhongzhou for a long time and has dominated the world. The power is countless. There are also Confucianists in charge, who control the etiquette of the world. With such power in the north, the King of Zhenbei can't get past it, let alone the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

Laying out a plan, setting up a trap, and waiting in secret are the best options.

"However, Master, our cooperation with the south."

They turned from open to covert, so what about the Demon Cult in the south?

Theoretically, don't they still cooperate with the Demon Cult?

Before the headmaster could speak, someone cursed: "We have all been destroyed, so those cooperations are naturally forgotten. How can they find us and let us crawl out of our graves to cooperate with them?"

"Benefit exchange, we swallowed their things, and they coveted our things, and they are only interested in profit."

"You don't think of bringing them with you now."

The man scratched his head

"Not really."

"It's just that headmaster, it's hard for us to accomplish anything alone. Only by uniting can we accomplish the great things of changing the world in our lifetime."

Zuo Zhengxuan understood, so he smiled.

"Of course we have to have partners. Don't worry, they won't be those who deceive the world and steal the name."

"Si family. Have you heard of it?"

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Such a big thing happened in the north recently.

The Yang Zhu school, which dominated the north and rose at a very fast speed, was wiped out by the King of Zhenbei.

The people of Tingfeng City brought news that when the Yang Zhu school was praying for the people in the north, the King of Zhenbei sent a powerful general to kill them. The White Jade Palace in the sky was slaughtered with blood flowing into a river and corpses scattered all over the ground. The head of the Yang Zhu school also died here.

But the situation in theory that the mob would scatter without a leader did not happen.

Five provinces and seventy-two cities rose up one after another. They inherited the Yang Zhu school and fought back with the slogan that the world belongs to everyone in the world. Although they lost the leader, the branches of the school in various places sent people to discuss and finally decided to occupy a place each. When they were ready, they would attack Zhenbei City and capture the King of Zhenbei alive.

Not to mention whether they could succeed, but at least, the north was really in chaos.

When the news reached the capital, the prince couldn't help rubbing his head again.

Good news: The King of Zhenbei captured all the leaders of the Yang Zhu school, leaving no one alive.

Bad news: The good news is fake.

"Escape. Those guys are really willing to give up!"

"They have gathered strength for so long, and there are many strong men in the sixth and seventh realms. They just throw it away, turning from open to covert, and leaving such a mess for me. Very good, those guys are very good!"

"How could the King of Zhenbei be so easily calculated?"

It was still the chief priest who comforted the prince.

"After all, Tingfeng City is theoretically the enemy's base camp. If they really want to stir up huge public resentment, they should spread the news throughout the north."

"But it is precisely because of this big move that the King of Zhenbei will find out, so it will spread out from Tingfeng City as the center."

"The King of Zhenbei can't have everything he wants, and now the north can still be stable."

"At least the provinces and regions will not take action easily. The King of Zhenbei is so powerful that he has lost his leader. Who dares to be the first bird to stand out?"

Having said that, the chaos in the north

Hey, forget it, let's take it slowly.

The prince thought that it would be a slow process, as the Xuanyuan Dynasty had the time and resources to slowly consume it.

The students of the Jixia Academy went to the north to give lectures, which would certainly curb the problem.

So he picked up the next memorial, thinking that there would be other troubles, and brought it all together.

Taking advantage of the bad temper today, he got angry together.

But when he opened the memorial handed over by the Jixia Academy, he stood up at a glance.

Even though he was already in charge of such a huge dynasty, he still couldn't control his emotions.

"Ji, Jijiu, this news. Is the news in the memorial true? Is it really so?"

Jijiu nodded gently.

"Reply to the prince, it is absolutely true."

The heart beat a little faster.

The prince shouted immediately.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!!!"

And among all the bad news, there is such a rare good news, and it is such exciting news, how can people not laugh.

"Come here, prepare the horses quickly, I want to go to the Jixia Academy!"

"Jijiu, you come with me!"

He pulled Jijiu out, but Jijiu shouted: "Prince, there are still memorials to be read today, why don't you read them first?"

"What are you looking at? They are just news that make me angry! It's better not to look at them!"

He happily brought Jijiu to the Jixia Academy.

The Jixia Academy is located in the mountains outside the capital.

Because Confucianism has a superior status, the rulers of all dynasties are willing to make things convenient for Confucianism, so the Jixia Academy was built not far away on the mountain.

This is actually not the original place of the Jixia Academy. Some people have forgotten where the previous Jixia Academy was. This place was decided by the Confucian head 100,000 years ago.

This mountain was originally ordinary, but with the arrival of the Jixia Academy, it was nurtured by the Confucian righteousness, so it became different.

Ten thousand valleys compete for streams, and thousands of pressures compete for beauty.

It was like a scene where the sky was moistened by the rain and the green walls were wetted by the wind.

The two of them quickly left the capital and entered the mountain.

Because it was a holy place for Confucianism, it was not easy to drive past, so they stopped at the foot of the mountain, and the prince and the chief priest walked up the stairs.

Like crossing a water curtain barrier, they quickly entered a paradise.

Yes, the Jixia Academy was also in a paradise.

How could the highest Confucian school be so simple?

This paradise was slightly different from the Jinshan Temple.

There are pines, cypresses and green bamboos, and haze curls up.

There are steep cliffs and deep streams with trickling water.

Two cranes are drinking by the stream, and wild apes are wild on the rocks.

No matter how many times I come here, I can't help but be shocked by the beautiful scenery.

But the prince didn't care about that at the moment, he didn't even glance at the scenery.

He hurriedly arrived at his mountain residence.

Jixia Academy is divided into a school, a residence, and a back mountain. It is different from ordinary sects, but it is different in every way.

The residence on the mountain is the back mountain area, which is the place where many old Confucian masters live. The headmaster and deputy headmaster of Confucianism also live here.

He came to the door of Zhuyuan, straightened his clothes and robes, and knocked on the door gently.

"Student Xuanyuan Zhu, please see all the masters."

The door of the Bamboo Garden was opened, and no one made a sound in the house, so he didn't care and just went in.

After a while, he saw the masters who were once again living in seclusion in the courtyard.

The Eighth Realm, the Ninth Realm, and even the Headmaster and Deputy Headmaster are all here.

All the great powers from the eighth realm of Confucianism and above have arrived.

And many masters who have a transcendent status in the world are sitting on the ground like that child at this moment, holding books in their hands, crying or laughing, and no one cares about the future Lord of Xuanyuan Kingdom.

But I don’t care.

As long as this thing is true, as long as it is true, even if you give him two slaps, he will still smile and say that the slap was good.

I came here wanting to explore whether it is true, but there is no need to explore, there is no need to explore at all. The performance of these old masters is the best proof!

Confucian inheritance Confucian inheritance is here!

Haha, hahaha, it is now passed down all over the world. Public losers, businessmen, military strategists, Ji Ran family, astrologers, many people are looking at the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

They should also have inheritance.

Of course there is.

Hasn’t the Buddhist lineage of the Buddhist School already appeared?

Buddhist disciples are still in Jinshan Temple, and the Buddhist scriptures and magical powers passed down have benefited Buddhism a lot to this day.

After Wu Shi made a fuss, the Buddhist disciples who rebuilt the Jinshan Temple discovered that the Buddha had anticipated this disaster long ago, left behind Buddhist scriptures, magic weapons, and even passed down his magical powers.

The six Buddhist powers have now become magical powers that all Buddhist disciples must practice.

You may not know Arhat Boxing and Vajra Palm, but you must not know the Purana Sutra and the Sutra of Delivering People, let alone the six basic Buddhist powers.

So, Buddhism has been passed down, what about the other two families?

Confucianism is also searching, but inheritance is not that easy. Confucian students are all over the world and have found nothing. They think they have to take their time.

But it’s impossible to imagine!

Got it!

A trip north, they got it!

One of the highest inheritances of Confucianism - Shushan!

God knows what it will be like when those Confucian students return with the mountain of books and the old masters enter the mountain of books and see the books.

They cannot describe it in words, a mountain made of piles of books engraved with sacred words, a mountain with the supreme inheritance of Confucianism.

Full of joy and intoxication.

The old masters who shouted "Zhehu" were almost as crazy as Fan Jin who passed the exam.

"Students pay their respects to all the masters."

The prince saluted, and before anyone said he didn't need to be polite, he thought about it and joined in.

"Master, can you tell the students about the Confucian inheritance?"

When the person came closer, the headmaster seemed to notice.

"Prince, you are here"

"Come on, hurry up and take a look. This is the book that my Confucian family has collected to this day. This is the inheritance of my Confucian family!"

There are countless documents and masterpieces everywhere.

The prince carefully picked up a document and looked at it carefully, but couldn't he understand it?

He suddenly remembered that these documents passed down from ancient times were written in ancient characters. He could understand today's characters, but not the characters in ancient times.

"Headmaster, do you understand these words?"

"can't read."

The Confucian leader is confident and confident.

"The rest of the ladies."

"I can't understand either."

Prince: "."

So you guys don’t understand, but you still act like you do here, right?

"The ancient inheritance should only be understood by the inheritors."

The inheritors have received the inheritance and know how to read the text. Without the instruction of the inheritors, they may have to study it slowly word for word.

"Then I wonder who got this inheritance?"

Even the prince envied the Confucian inheritance.

It is enough to pass it on all over the world. As the leader of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, he will be rich in Zhongzhou in the future, so he is not afraid of this.

But the Confucian inheritance, the supreme inheritance of one of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, is no less impressive than the crown prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

With this inheritor, he will be the future leader of Confucianism, there is no doubt about it!

He wanted to know who was so capable.

But the headmaster shook his head.

"There has never been a successor."

Never?

How could it be.

Is there no one to inherit the Confucian inheritance?

Or is it that the old head coach is dissatisfied with the younger students?

"Actually, Confucianism also wants to discuss the matter of inheritance with the prince."

At the beginning, several Confucian students entered it, listened to the holy words, and received the guidance of the saints. Seeing that the place of inheritance was temporarily accepted, they then rushed back to Jixia Academy without stopping.

After learning of the incident, the Confucian leader and deputy leader immediately came out of seclusion, and they temporarily put down the words left by Wenzu Cangjie.

With Wenshan and inheritance, old guys like them naturally want to quickly find an inheritance to carry the mountain of books, and then let them learn ancient characters and eventually read all the books in the mountain of books.

As for whether it is qualified

It doesn't matter, the ancestors will take action.

They believe that the person chosen by their ancestors must be better than the one chosen by themselves.

Therefore, students from all over Jixia Academy went there one after another, but no one succeeded.

There are at least tens of thousands of students in Jixia Academy, but none of them can enter the eyes of the Patriarch.

Even the headmaster was greatly shocked by this.

Jixia Academy, which has gathered all the talents from all over the world and was named the Holy Land of Confucianism, has no one who can inherit Confucianism.

They don't doubt the Patriarch's gaze, they just think that there must be something wrong with them. Maybe if they keep trying, one day they can be like the Patriarch's Dharma Eyes.

Many teachers have this idea.

But the headmaster didn't think so.

"Today, when the storms and undercurrents are surging, Confucianism has long been in the whirlpool. It cannot be avoided or hidden. The founder left a legacy. We are very lucky, but if we just wait like this, no one knows how long it will take. "

"Nowadays, every second counts, and Buddhism has already stepped into it. Confucianism cannot lag too far behind."

"It's not as good as advertising the world, gathering students, and inviting the world's heroes to come in."

"There must be people in the world who can enter the eyes of the Patriarch!"

His suggestion shocked many masters.

"Headmaster, this Jixia Academy has already admitted many heroes from all over the world. All the outstanding Confucian students are here. Why bother to advertise it widely?"

"Yes, Headmaster, the Confucian inheritance has not yet been born. At least that's what everyone agrees with now. We should act carefully and take advantage of every opportunity we can get. It's best to let others know about it when my Confucian heir is accomplished."

"Besides, if we show off in such a big way, we will definitely attract wolves, tigers and leopards, and if we collide with the Patriarch,"

They did not agree with this matter, but the headmaster looked at the deputy headmaster and asked the deputy headmaster for his opinion.

The deputy headmaster smiled.

"I agree with the leader's idea."

The masters were shocked and were about to speak, but the deputy headmaster continued to speak.

"Why are you so worried?"

"Is it possible that I, the Confucian family, can't even guarantee the selection of successors at this moment?"

"Why do you look down on the rest of the students in the world?"

"Jixia Academy has indeed recruited heroes from all over the world, but who can say that the heroes in the world must come from Jixia Academy?"

"Five continents and four seas, the sky and the earth are vast, and the heroes in the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river, endless."

"Only in this way can Confucianism flourish."

After a few words, the masters were speechless. In the end, the headmaster and the deputy headmaster made a decision.

Advertising world, banquet for all heroes.

Congratulations to Confucianism!

Confucianism was extraordinary, and the prince readily agreed.

——The headmaster and deputy headmaster opened their mouths, and the prince agreed even if they refused.

In fact, the prince was also thinking that the students from Jixia Academy had tried it, so would he like to try it himself?

After all, he is also from Jixia Academy. Although he is only in name, he is qualified, right?

I, the Crown Prince, still offer wine as a sacrifice.

Then the headmaster said something and made him laugh and leave.

"If the prince can obtain your majesty's permission, and if he inherits the Confucian heritage, he will enter Jixia Academy to teach Confucianism, and he will no longer be the prince."

Judging from the fact that his father only has one boy, if he goes to find his father, his father will have to break his legs.

The inheritance of Confucianism is now in the world, and people who are looking for it spread all over the world. The world is shocked, and Confucian scholars from all over the world respond one after another.

"Teacher, I want to give it a try!"

"Mom, this is a grand event of Confucianism. I know that I have no ability, but I don't want to miss such a grand event. If I don't go, I will be filled with dust and demons in my body in the future. I ask for your permission, mother."

"Haha, the world is in turmoil now, and the south, north, north, and south are in chaos. Confucianism invites all the heroes of the world to gather together in this prosperous age. How can my two brothers not go! The inheritance of Confucianism is either me or you!"

Confucian scholars heard the news and took action, and forces from all over the world also responded.

Taoism, Sanqing Mountain.

"Xuanzhen, pack up and go with your uncle on the day of the Confucian grand gathering."

Buddhism, Jinshan Temple.

"Miaoyuan, prepare the gifts. In the prosperous age of Buddhism, you can come and follow me as my teacher."

East China Sea, Dragon Palace.

"It's a pity that the Confucian event and inheritance were selected. My son went to the depths of the East China Sea and has not returned yet. Old Long, an old man, has no choice but to make the trip himself."

Dongzhou, Yaochi Terrace.

"Xueqing, please clean up and take Qinghan there that day."

Hengduan Valley, Nangong Mansion.

"Since Long Hua has improved a lot, I asked Long Hua to come with me. Nangong Mansion will have to rely on him in the future, how can it continue to be so depressed?"

The righteous ones are responding one after another, how can the demonic ones sit idly by?

To the south, the Demon Sect.

"Those Confucian guys actually got the inheritance? Damn it, they found it so fast!"

"Confucianism is already powerful. If Confucianism gets a great heir now, what should we do if we don't have another chance in the future?"

"Confucianism must not be allowed to succeed. In the prosperous age of Confucianism, there must not be another outstanding successor! I will have a good time planning."

To the west, Weird Sex Cult.

"Confucian students, although I have tasted many Confucian students, the quality this time is not the same as before. If I can drag them down and share the bliss, it will definitely be a different experience!"

"Haha, those silly pretty boys, the way they look when they fall is really wonderful and wonderful. Hahaha."

"Want to go?"

"Of course I want to go!"

To the north, Yang Zhu School.

Zuo Zhengxuan did not expect that Confucianism would have such a grand gathering just after he turned the school from bright to dark.

Fortunately, if he hadn't done that, when Confucianism had an heir and had such a legacy, Yang Zhu's school would be the first target.

Being careful really can save a boat for a thousand years.

"Master, are we going to this excitement?"

Someone asked.

"We have to go, of course, and we can't go empty-handed. We have to give Confucianism a big gift. Hehe."

"I only care about this matter, you go down first."

Everyone below looked at me and I looked at you. Although they didn't know what the master thought, they still nodded and retreated.

When there was no one around, he spoke.

"The Si family will also join in this excitement."

A man in a black robe appeared, and Situ appeared here.

Situ stood silently, thinking about his thoughts.

Although Confucianism didn't know what heritage Confucianism inherited, there were only a few supreme heritages of Confucianism.

The main thing is magic weapons, which is the sage's sword - virtue; the sage's ruler - benevolence; the sage's vehicle - riding.

Although the sage also left behind robes, he also got the righteous spirit and was illuminated by the star of literature, but it is still a little worse than the sword, ruler, and vehicle.

Therefore, it is not included.

The main thing is to teach and educate people, which is the mountain of books and the sea of ​​learning.

I don't know which Confucian inheritance this time.

But no matter which one it is, the sage inheritance and the Tao inheritance must not be passed down easily.

"Si family, I will definitely go!"

"With this, I am relieved"

Situ turned and left, ready to tell the family about this matter, but suddenly paused, he seemed to think of something, turned his head and said: "That guy, you'd better deal with it as soon as possible."

"Haha, don't bother the Si family, don't worry, I will do it when he is of no use!"

Situ didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

After Situ left, Zuo Zhengxuan got up and went to a certain place in the cave. He pressed a button lightly, and the mechanism was activated. There was a sound in the cave, and then a secret door opened, and Zuo Zhengxuan walked in.

It was extremely dark all around, and there was no torch, but Zuo Zhengxuan didn't care, and just walked to the end.

When he arrived at the secret room below, he used the lighting technique.

The secret room was as bright as day.

There was a person trapped in the secret room.

His hands and feet were locked with iron chains, his spine was nailed with nails, and the whole person leaned against the stone wall weakly.

"Zuo Zhengxuan! Zuo Zhengxuan!"

"You beast!"

"Then give me my things back! Give them back!"

"You are worse than a beast!"

Seeing Zuo Zhengxuan coming in, he roared like a madman.

It seemed that he had an irreconcilable hatred with Zuo Zhengxuan.

Zuo Zhengxuan smiled.

"It's the same few words over and over again, this won't do, Brother Xin, how can such a small amount of attack power move me."

"A few scoldings are just a drop in the bucket compared to what I did to you, I even enjoy being scolded by you."

The people trapped here gnashed their teeth.

"You will not have a good end, you will never!"

"Tampering with academic principles and misleading people, one day you will get retribution!"

Retribution?

Ha.

"What is retribution?"

"Is it that the monks are so high and mighty that they can decide our life and death with a casual word?"

"Is it that the nobles are born to bully us?"

"Some people kill people in the street and do nothing, some people rob women and do all kinds of evil, some people are full of benevolence and morality, and their eyes are full of fame and fortune. Among so many people, who has suffered retribution?"

"Brother Xin, God will not pay attention to these. Our fate should not be controlled by others. Only we can decide ourselves!"

"My fate is determined by me, not by God!"

"——Bullshit!"

The man was furious, as if his eyes were spitting fire.

"What is the difference between what you are doing now and what they are doing?"

Inciting the people and rebelling against the dynasty, using countless lives as pawns and arbitrarily deciding the fate of others, what is the difference between you killing people in the street and doing all kinds of evil, and those who are full of benevolence and morality and their eyes are full of fame and fortune!

"——So I never say the word retribution!"

Zuo Zhengxuan stared at him.

He spoke each word with emphasis.

"What they can do, I can do too."

"They can be high and mighty, I can be high and mighty too."

"They can control everything, I can control everything too."

"Zixian, my fate is up to me, not God!"

After that, he laughed and turned away.

Xin Zixian stared at his back, in great pain.

"Come back, come back, Zhengxuan!"

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