500 years after the conferment of the gods, I only joined the Jiejiao

"The principles I understand now can be explained to others."

"But the fist is not big enough."

"If I knew this earlier - I should have asked the teacher that day, and allowed a brother from the teacher to come out with me."

"Their fists are big enough, so they should be able to make people listen to my reasoning."

Kong Qiu even sighed a little at this time.

He didn't know how powerful his senior brothers and sisters were.

(Owned by King Zhao) But he could vaguely guess that it must be much more than the Xiaocang Mountain God.

But he didn't notice.

In front of him, the old ox silently dragging the chariot.

In his eyes, there was a flash of a smile.

He doesn't even know...

That night.

Xiaocang Mountain, mountain temple.

"Hahaha! The grandson of Bo Xia, he is such a stupid person!"

The mountain god of Xiaocang Mountain, who has won the treasures of heaven and earth, is laughing in the mountain temple.

Laughter spread throughout the mountains and plains, like a ghost crying.

"With the help of this heavenly material and earthly treasure, if you practice hard for a hundred years... this god will definitely improve greatly."

The Mountain God of Xiaocang Mountain looked at the jade bottle in his hand and said excitedly.

"Middle-stage Earth Immortal... No! Even late-stage Earth Immortal is not impossible!"

"At that time, this god can ask for a further god position!"

"If it succeeds, ten virgins and virgins will be used as blood food every day to make up for the lack of a hundred years."

Thinking of this, the mountain god couldn't help swallowing.

But it is also at this time...

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xiaocangshan Mountain God inexplicably felt a terrifying sense of crisis that shocked the primordial spirit!

That is the danger of life and death, and it is an irresistible mana.

"Varied..."

But Xiaocangshan Mountain God didn't even have time to make any moves.

From the sky, a huge cow's hoof crashed down like a mountain!

"Boom!"

After the earth-shattering roar, it's not just the mountain temple.

The entire mountain range, which is not too big or small, was directly trampled flat by this hoof!

As for the Xiaocang Mountain God, there is no need to say much.

His primordial soul, along with the mountain range, turned into smoke and dust.

"Hmph! A little yellow-skinned man with mixed fur dares to use my old cow as a sacrifice."

Outside the sky, a simple but somewhat domineering voice came.

"Simply trample down your mountain, lest there be a new mountain god to act recklessly based on the theory of ethics."

"But what the little master said is really exciting... Hehe, my old cow can't reason, but the fist is still big enough!".

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98. Traveling around the world to enlighten the teachings, Confucius enlightened the secrets of Taoism!

As far as Kong Qiu was concerned, he would never have known that the mountain god of Xiaocang Mountain that he had inscribed with a carving knife had already fallen that night.

He just silently kept the matter of Xiaocangshan in his heart, and then continued his journey.

Kingdom of Wei, State of Cao, State of Song, State of Qi, State of Zheng, State of Jin, State of Chen, State of Cai... He traveled through one country after another in a bullock cart.

One year, two years, three years, four years... But in a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

If it is said that the previous 12 years of listening to lectures in the thatched cottage, the experience of reading books in the cabinet is the initial accumulation of thoughts

Then the experience of traveling around the world in the spring and autumn of the past ten years.

For Confucius, every step is a sublimation.

He never imagined that he would see so many things outside Lu country.

He had seen the descendants of the immortal gods oppress the people, but the people just kowtowed and worshiped, and never got angry and rebelled.

He once saw idiot men resenting women and being in love with each other, but they were trapped by ethics and had to die in the river.

He once saw that in a famine year, the common people had to change their sons to eat, starving and starving everywhere, but the government and the government still had feasts every day.

He once saw monsters in the mountains, the people were in poverty, and the world was cold and warm.

"The word etiquette is the legal principle of cannibalism."

In the past, Xu Linyuan's evaluation of Confucianism was more and more recognized by Confucius.

Can there be kind fairy descendants in the world?

Have.

Can there be a stable and harmonious country in the world?

There are also.

But can their existence be guaranteed by ethics?

No.

"The restraints established by the code of ethics can restrain the common people and restrain behavior."

"But the only thing that can't restrain people's hearts."

Confucius had already seen through this point during his travels.

If the descendants of the immortal gods who command the nations are kind and talented, then the rules of etiquette are to live and work in peace and contentment.

If the descendants of the immortal gods who command the nations are evil and greedy, then the rules of etiquette will be hell on earth.

But it's a pity to say - after Bang Zhou has passed on for more than 500 years.

Among the descendants of the immortals, there are really kind and talented people... there are so few.

Just like one day in the past, Confucius heard a ditty that Xu Linyuan sang to his disciples.

"In this thatched cottage on the barren mountain, I used to sleep in the spring and autumn sleep, watching the rise and fall of 500 years."

"I saw him building a tall building, seeing him promote ethics, and seeing his building collapse."

It's only a matter of time before Bang Zhou's ceremony collapses.

Confucius has already realized this.

And during his journey, he also met many people like Duan Muci.

They all come from different backgrounds, but they are all gifted and intelligent people.

They all admired Confucius' talents and virtues.

Like Yan Hui, they also treated Confucius with respect as teachers.

The total number of them may exceed 3000.

Among them, there were a total of 72 people who followed Confucius to one country after another.

but this day

"Moo!"

Yan Hui rode an ox cart and brought Confucius to a village again.

Not far away, a group of children were playing in the mud.

In the bullock cart, Kong Qiu looked at the children from afar.

His eyes were a little dazed.

Coincidentally, a little girl among the group of children also noticed Kong Qiu.

"Ah, what are you looking at?"

A little boy beside him asked softly.

The two little guys thought they were quiet when they spoke, but they couldn't hide it from Kong Qiu, who had been playing in the Creation Lake since childhood.

Erya.

So he was taken aback for a while, and then he came back to his senses.

There are naturally many such humble names as Erya in various countries.

"That noble man over there seems to want to play with us?"

The little girl whispered.

"Really?"

The little boy's eyes widened.

However, while the two little guys were talking, they were soon rushed out of the village by their panic-stricken mother and grabbed them back.

"You two, can't you find death?"

"You have offended the nobleman in disrespect, be careful with a whip and beat you to death."

Their whispered and hurried words reached Kong Qiu's ears, while he watched the two women bow their heads and retreat into the village while bowing their heads.

"...Master Kong."

At this time, Yan Hui who was beside Kong Qiu said softly.

Apart from Yan Hui, there were quite a few people following behind them.

They either rode horses, rode oxen, or simply walked.

They are all disciples who walked with Confucius.

This was also the reason why the two women were so flustered—the noble man followed by so many people must be extremely expensive in their eyes.

And the more expensive the nobleman, the more dangerous it is to the common people!

"I'm fine."

But Kong Qiu waved his hand.

Thoughts, but can't help but go back to the little girl and her mother I met in the east city of Zouyi when I was eight years old.

The same name is Erya, also a woman who works in the farmland.

"In the past, I forgot to thank her."

Kong Qiu said in a low voice.

Then, he looked up at the disciples in front of him.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ziyuan, we...it's time to go home."

"go home?"

Yan Hui was taken aback for a moment.

After traveling around the world for ten years, he is already a little unfamiliar with the word 'going home'.

But after only a moment, he instantly understood what Kong Qiu meant.

"Master Kong, you... are you going back to the country of Lu?"

He trembled.