Cultivation in the Family: Everyone is a villain

Four years ago, it was the year 1318 of the New Yu Calendar.

Zhaoyang County Government

In the library in the backyard of the county government office, Ji Yanzhi, who has white beard and hair, is sitting cross-legged on the edge of the window sill. He is holding a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, writing in the blank space on it. His expression is quite concentrated. It seems that he is

Filling in some content.

"Fifth Young Master, here you go to study again!"

"Well, I just said hello to the county magistrate."

"Please come in quickly."

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Hearing the sound of someone coming in from outside the door, Ji Yanzhi frowned slightly at first, then stopped writing and put the book in his hand on the shelf, then a look of curiosity appeared on his face.

"It's a wonder that there are still people in the eastern border of the Demon Sect who are obsessed with books..."

He thought for a moment, and a thin layer of white light erupted from his body. He continued to stand next to the bookshelf, staring motionlessly at the door, trying to see who would come in.

What came in was a handsome-looking boy in white, about fifteen or sixteen years old. Although his face was still a little childish, his complexion had begun to take on a magnanimous look. His figure was tall and handsome, and he exuded the air of a pure scholar.

breath.

When he saw the young man for the first time, Ji Yanzhi's face had already shown a hint of appreciation and admiration, but when he took a closer look, a touch of shock that could not be concealed suddenly appeared on his face.

He discovered that there was already a strong Confucian righteousness brewing in the young man's body. This was a place under the Yongzhou Demonic Rule, and Confucianism was not allowed to spread the law. This meant that the Confucian righteousness in the young man was all

He acquired it through self-cultivation without any teacher.

The young man didn't see Ji Yanzhi, who was less than five meters away. He was concentrating on reading the books on the shelf, just changing one from time to time. If someone didn't know, seeing this scene, he would be afraid

One would also think that the young man was not reading seriously at all.

But what Ji Yanzhi saw was completely different. As the young man read through the pages like he was swallowing a jujube, the Confucianism and Taoism in his body was growing and growing at an alarming rate. He knew what this meant.

Under the rule of evil, there are actually Confucian disciples with such evil talents...

"The Chronicles of Taiping", "The Troubled Times of Wuzong", "The Biography of Refugees", "The Prosperity of Shenzong", "Nine Peerless Demons"......

The young man flipped through five classics in a row. When he saw the Taiping Annals, his face was full of yearning and hope; when he saw the troubled times of Wuzong, he turned into intolerance and indignation; when he saw the Biographies of the Refugees, he had a look of heartache;

When the Shenzong was in its prime, he showed great fascination again; when he saw the last nine peerless demons, he suddenly became murderous...

Ji Yanzhi's mind moved slightly, and a gleam of light shot out from his right index finger, flicking the book he had just placed on the bookshelf to the ground.

Snapped……

The young man was attracted by the sound, turned his head, and saw the book falling from the shelf, showing doubts. He put down the book in his hand, walked over and picked up the book from the ground.

The booklet fell to the ground, revealing a page:

In the 153th year of Emperor Wuzong's reign, the world was in chaos and bandits attacked Zhaoyang. The last county magistrate, Hong Zhanpeng, preferred to die rather than surrender. He led the young men and women in the city to resist. The city was destroyed in seven days. All the 180,000 old, young, women and children in the city were massacred and their bodies were buried for ten miles.

Bleeding and drifting.

At that time, some people suspected that Hong Zhanpeng had a false reputation and ignored the lives of the people. In fact, in the last years of the Wuzong period, the people were in dire straits. Warriors often used living souls to practice martial arts and replenish their qi. Surrendering or not would lead to death. Hong Zhanpeng could have survived on his own, but with

The people in the city live and die together. In the last years of Emperor Wuzong's reign, it is gratifying to have such a loyal minister...

The young man turned the book to the cover and saw the words Zhaoyang County Chronicle. His brows suddenly furrowed. He had read the Zhaoyang County Chronicle before, but this paragraph was not in it.

Then he turned to the page just now. When he saw the content, his body suddenly shook, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He quickly put the book on the shelf, then bowed in front of him and said respectfully: "I don't know who

Senior is here, late-born Hou Yuduan, I hope senior will show up to see you!"

Hou Yuduan is not crazy. The handwriting on that page is still warm, and the ink has not even dried. Judging from the pure Confucianism and Taoism that comes from the handwriting, it is obvious that there are other people in this library.

And it is very likely that he is a Confucian and Taoist predecessor.

He started studying at a young age and got into Confucianism and Taoism by chance. However, because he was in Yongzhou, he could not see other Confucianism and Taoism practitioners at all on weekdays. Now that he finally met a Confucianism and Taoist senior, he was naturally overjoyed.

Ji Yanzhi did not continue to cover up, but removed the light around his body, and slowly appeared in Hou Yuduan's eyes, but he had restrained his previous expression of appreciation and admiration, and ignored Hou Yuduan's excited expression, and just asked in a rather calm tone.

Said: "You infer that there is someone just because the ink is not dry?"

Hou Yuduan's excited expression was all due to the vast Confucian and Taoist righteousness surrounding the old man's body in front of him. When he heard the old man's question, he quickly bowed respectfully, with a touch of embarrassment on his face, and said: "Actually... Late birth is just a matter of time.

Guess, if senior doesn't show up to meet me, I'll just pretend that nothing happened. Anyway, there's no one else here, so I won't suffer any loss!"

Ji Yanzhi's eyes once again flashed a trace of appreciation, but he still did not express it. He asked in a low voice: "What do you think of the record about the county official in the Zhaoyang County Chronicle?"

This is a test of myself...

Hou Yuduan's mind turned and he thought for a moment before replying: "In the last years of Emperor Wuzong's reign, the people were in dire straits. Hong Zhanpeng, as the honorable person of a county, can live and die with the people without surrendering to the bandits, live and die with the people, live up to the gods and the people, and be a loyal minister!"

"

A smile appeared on Ji Yanzhi's face and he was about to speak...

"However, judging from the content, the senior obviously has an old relationship with the county official named Hong Zhanpeng, so the recorded content is biased, and there are many subjective factors in his evaluation. I wonder if the junior is guessing, right?

"

Facing Hou Yuduan's question, Ji Yanzhi showed a look of shame on his face and didn't speak for a long time. He answered the question with silence.

A person who cultivates Confucianism must follow his heart in all rights and wrongs. He felt a little ashamed to admit Hou Yuduan's words, but this did not mean that he felt that there was something wrong with his records, it was just that he did not know how to explain it.

"Of course, anyone who writes will have subjective factors. This is not caused by the bias of the predecessors. Besides, it is unclear what the truth is about what happened thousands of years ago. Even if you want to investigate, it is not easy to find anyone who can remember it.

Furthermore... Wan Sheng felt that such a record was not bad. The reputation of a loyal minister and a filial son can not only educate the world, but also nourish the righteousness of the world and guide the world to be loyal and good. It is better than those strange stories in troubled times that can lead people to have evil thoughts and commit crimes. "

Ji Yanzhi's expression was shocked and he stared at Hou Yuduan for a long time.

People who cultivate Confucianism have a lot of intelligence and intelligence far beyond ordinary people. Therefore, the agility and wisdom shown by Hou Yuduan before were not so unusual in his opinion. What really shocked him was that Hou Yuxiao was from the ground.

Although Yongzhou was under the rule of demons and Taoism, it could still uphold its original intention, practice Confucianism and Taoism wholeheartedly, and cultivate this awe-inspiring righteousness without any teacher.

The Master said that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. In the enlightenment stage of Confucianism and Taoism, the most important thing is the environment. Therefore, there are academies almost everywhere in Yangzhou and Yanzhou. Even Bailu Academy has opened many branches in other seven states of Zhengdao, specializing in

Just to cultivate more Confucian disciples.

This is Yongzhou. Under the rule of the devil, everyone is martial. Not to mention the academy, even books are probably not easy to get.

Hou Yuduan's ability to cultivate Confucianism and Taoism in Yongzhou was so righteous, it was enough to prove his firmness in cultivating Confucianism, and it also proved that his talent was far superior to any student Ji Yanzhi had ever seen before.

And as these few words of conversation continued, the words and deeds of the young man in front of him, who was only sixteen years old at most, were really able to calm him down.

Especially the last sentence, the evaluation of the content of his record, made him, a great Confucian who has a clear understanding of the second realm, have some vague feelings.

The reputation of a loyal minister and a filial son can not only educate the world, but also nourish the righteousness of the world and guide the world to be loyal and good. It is better than the weird talk in troubled times, causing people to have evil thoughts and commit crimes.

Ji Yanzhi withdrew his gaze, Hou Yuduan's voice still echoing in his mind.

"You are a Confucian who wants to educate the world, but you are overestimating your abilities!"

Hou Yuduan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Ji Yanzhi's slightly contemptuous eyes, he was a little unconvinced, and he choked back: "Judging people by their cultivation, doesn't it mean that we Confucian cultivators should be judged the same as vulgar martial artists? Although my cultivation is low,

Although I have little Confucianism, I am still willing to do my little bit to promote Confucianism and educate the world. How can I say that I am not overestimating my own capabilities."

Ji Yanzhi's eyes flashed, and he asked again: "Master has been practicing for two thousand years before he opened up the path of Confucianism. He emerged from the Haoran Holy Sect and was appreciated by the Shenzong. The Divine Dynasty poured out all his resources to help. He devoted his whole life to promoting Confucianism and Taoism in the world.

For hundreds of years, it has not succeeded in educating the world. When the divine dynasty is in chaos, the world still falls apart. You, a mere Confucian, dare to speak so loudly here!

At a young age, you should be down-to-earth, read more books, and improve your Confucianism and Taoism. After you have the strength, you can kill demons and eliminate demons, eradicate violence, punish evil and promote good, practice my Confucian way, and promote my Confucian style.

Even if you really want to do something practical for the people and educate the world, it is better not to say too much, because it will be bad if the wind flashes your tongue."

"I read through the classics. The Dynasty of Dayu is known as the peak period of Shenzong's prosperity. There are countless capable people and strangers in the world. Demons and demons have been slain for countless times. Demons are still rampant and the human race is in decline. Shenzong even wants to collect steel from all over the world to build buildings.

The city can withstand it, and this alone is enough to prove that the world is peaceful. It is impossible to rely on capable people with advanced cultivation.

No matter how powerful the demon is beheaded, no matter how powerful the demon is, no matter how much violence is eradicated, no matter how great the good deeds are, it can only appease one party and is of no use to the thirteen states in the world.

Demons are the product of mutual hatred among people in the world.

In my opinion, if we want to make the world truly peaceful, we still need to focus on Confucianism to eliminate the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance in people's hearts, and guide people to be good. In this way, it can not only eliminate human beings' own struggles, but also make people no longer

By hating each other, we can also solve the problem of demons breeding at the root, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone!"

Hou Yuduan looked slightly excited. It was impossible for him to say these words to people in Zhaoyang County. Firstly, no one could understand him. Secondly, no one was willing to talk to him. Today, he finally said it, and he was naturally very touched.

carefree.

Although he refuted Ji Yanzhi, Hou Yuduan did not object to all his words. After a moment of silence, he felt a little ashamed of his words, so he bowed respectfully to him and added another sentence with a humble face.

"Of course, freezing three feet does not last in a day, and a building thousands of feet tall must be built from the ground. I will definitely keep the encouragement from my seniors in my heart. I will read more books and improve my cultivation, so that I can be more successful in the future.

To practice my philosophy.”

At this moment, Ji Yanzhi could hardly conceal the excitement on his face.

He looked at Hou Yuduan as if he were looking at a piece of beautiful jade, his eyes full of excitement and excitement. He had gained quite a lot from his return to Zhaoyang so far, but he never expected that he would meet Hou Yuduan again.

, such a big surprise...

"Boy, how about following me back to White Deer Academy?"

Hou Yuduan, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly heard these words in his ears. When he heard the words "White Deer Academy", his expression was extremely surprised.

But after a moment of silence, there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes again...

Seeing Hou Yuduan gently shaking his head, Ji Yanzhi suddenly frowned.

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Tongling County, sky

"That's not the case. If you had gone back to White Deer Academy with me four years ago, the situation today would definitely not be like this!"

Ji Yanzhi's answer brought Hou Yuduan's thoughts back to reality four years ago. He and Ji Yanzhi looked at each other, clenching their fists, not hiding the anger in their hearts at all.

"The main body of the blood demon is Ling'er. More than 1,300 years ago, before the Zhaoyang Incident happened, Ling'er was extremely attached to my brother. After being reincarnated as a blood demon, she will still have special feelings for scholars.

feelings, so after I knew that Tian Honglu could be the carrier of her resurrection, I handed the Blood Shadow Sword to her through Fazheng.

You all know what happened next..."

Hou Yuduan's body trembled, and the memory in his mind went back to the first time he saw Tian Honglu. His thoughts gradually became clearer, a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and he glanced down unexpectedly.

The direction he was looking at was Hou Yuxiao, who was unable to move at the moment...

Hou Yuxiao's eyes were full of struggle at this moment. He knew very well why Lao Wu looked at him like this. He was doubting himself!

He was the one who came back after arresting Tian Honglu last year.

He was also the one who arranged Tian Honglu in the east wing.

Lao Wu, this is suspicion. My eldest brother is also deliberately setting him up.

This stupid Ji Yanzhi will never forget to trick himself...

Once there is a rift between the two brothers, it will be difficult to make up for it.

Hou Yuxiao didn't know Ji Yanzhi's purpose for doing this. He mobilized all his cultivation almost crazily, wanting to lift his imprisonment and speak, but he couldn't do it anyway. He could only look at Hou Yuduan's desperate eyes, anxious...

Ji Yanzhi did it on purpose. The whole place was controlled by him at this moment. He couldn't explain it, and he definitely did it on purpose. After Hou Yuxiao came to his senses, his eyes when he looked at Ji Yanzhi suddenly became a little sinister.

Ji Yan's body had become a little unreal, but when he looked down at Hou Yuxiao's gloomy eyes on the ground, a hint of darkness flashed through the depths of his pupils.

"The only weakness is gone. Our Confucian sect... will have a successor from now on!"

Hou Yuduan stared at Hou Yuxiao for a long time, and the respect he had for his brother finally made him resist the urge to question Hou Yuxiao. He withdrew his gaze and gradually shifted his gaze to Miss Hong.

He knew that the eyes of everyone in the room were focused on him at the moment. He also understood what these people wanted him to do, and he knew better what he should do...

But even so, with the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand, he still didn't move for a long time. He looked at Miss Hong, his body gradually trembling, and his eyes were full of struggle and pain. Especially when he saw Miss Hong looking so calmly.

There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and Hou Yuduan was even more heartbroken.

After struggling for more than a hundred breaths, in full view of everyone, Hou Yuduan made an action that no one expected. He directly raised his sword and slashed towards his neck...

Probably because he couldn't bear the pain in his heart, he actually planned to commit suicide.

On the ground, Hou Yuxiao's eyes were extremely ferocious, and the veins on his forehead were almost bursting out. The second son Hou Yucheng and the fourth son Hou Yujie were the same when they saw this scene. They wanted to step forward to stop them, almost to the point of madness.

level, but no matter what, it can’t be done...

At the critical moment, the calm-eyed girl Hong suddenly appeared in front of Hou Yuduan, held the Blood Shadow Sword with her hand, pointed it at her abdomen, and resolutely pounced forward, throwing herself into Hou Yuduan's arms.

middle.

Pfft...

"No!"