Legend of the Cultivation God

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"Ah? Why is this?" Xiao Hua was awkward. He always worked carefully, even if he did something good, he didn't dare to name it. He didn't want to pay attention to the fairy palace. Even now, the fairy palace has already flattened the black wind ridge. After that, he also wanted to cover up his cultivation. I have never thought that this Zhu Cheng actually persuaded himself to show his talents, do not have to cover up! However, Zhu Cheng is the master of Confucianism after Zhu Zi. His vision is definitely higher than that of others. Since he has such a statement, there must be some truth. Xiao Hua wants to hear.

"Hey..." Zhu Cheng smiled. "When the public is waiting, I will wait until the people who have blamed the disaster to send them out and tell them!"

"Yeah!" Xiao Hua nodded. "In addition, you don't have to go to Wuyuan County to let others go. Xiaomou has another important thing to do with you!"

"Well, understand!" Zhu Cheng did not have any objection to Xiao Hua's distribution. After waiting for everyone to bring food, he laughed again. "What can be done by Engong?"

“Do you have a genealogy in Zhu’s family?” Xiao Hua asked.

"Of course!" Zhu Cheng nodded. "Any family has a genealogy! Although my Zhu family has already fallen, this genealogy has never been lost."

"Well, you have to take it, and then go with Xiaomou to find Zeng and Zhaoqing..." Xiao Hua urged.

Zhu Cheng some of the two monks can not figure out the brain, but he did not ask, flew into Zhujiazhuang. However, Zhu Cheng took a red book back and handed it to Xiao Hua respectfully. Xiao Hua took it and looked at it roughly. I saw that this genealogy was written by Zhu Zi. The names of Zhu’s sons are in the middle. The names of Zhu Cheng and Zhu Xi are on the last page, and the last one is Zhu Xi, this is the young son of Zhu Chengkou.

"You must hold it first, and go with Xiaomou to find Zhaoqing and once!" Xiao Hua returned the genealogy to Zhu Cheng.

Zhu Cheng took it, carefully received it, nodded and said: "Well, please!"

Zhu Chengtou flew before, Xiaohua followed, and after a while, Xiao Hua asked: "Zhu Xianyou, you said that Xiaomou should not cover up the cultivation, why is this? It is difficult for you not to know that my Taoist monk is repaired. To a certain extent, will the Imperial Palace use some means to suppress it?"

"Wang Gong knows Buddhism?" Zhu Cheng asked with a smile.

Xiao Hua nodded: "Of course I know. However, the Buddha has a big Leiyin Temple in the world of bliss, and my door does not have such a strong backing!"

“What about Changsheng Town in Yuzhou?” Zhu Cheng said with a smile. “It is said that the Buddha is going to build a nine-nine-nine Guanyin Bodhisattva, which is absolutely unacceptable. It’s also a big Leiyin Temple. Intervene, why is the golden body standing there? Isn’t the fairy palace easily pushed down?"

"This..." Xiao Hua naturally knows this. Zhu Cheng wakes up this way. Xiao Hua is somewhat awakened. "Zhu Xianyou said... Is it the intention of the people?"

"It's good! My Confucianism is about the people's heart and the public opinion. The arrogance is also the popularity of the world. All the Confucianism wants to cultivate into the Confucianism of the five elements of Yuanli. Don't experience the experience of the red dust, and realize the awe-inspiring spirit in the red dust. The origin and application! So Confucianism knows the importance of the people's heart!” Zhu Cheng nodded. “The Buddha has never invested in a Buddhist monk in Changsheng Town. It can only be born by a myriad of devout men and women. The Guanyin Bodhisattva is built in gold. Isn’t it because the Xian Gong scruples the hearts of the devotees of the devotees and the devotees of the mainland? Engong is a Taoist monk, but if it is meritorious, millions of people, thousands of secular people are grateful to you, you Say that the fairy palace will take the world's greatness and kill the grace of the world? In particular, you are just a solitary monk, even if it is high, it is different from the big tree of the Buddha, the fairy palace will not be afraid of you. Out of heaven!"

"It turns out that Xiaomou understands!" Xiao Hua is really convinced. The eyes of the Confucian family are really different. The depth of consideration is not something that ordinary people can match.

"And..." Zhu Cheng said, "As long as people live in the world, no matter how many good things you have done, it is impossible for everyone to be satisfied. There will definitely be people saying hello, some people say that you are bad! Why do you care about what others say about you? What to do?"

"Isn't you knowing the practice of Confucianism? I must have read the classics of my Confucianism. I think the so-called syllabus and the syllabus must know it!" Zhu Cheng went on to explain, "I just said The same reason, whether it is a Taoist monk, a Buddhism Buddha, or a scholar of my Confucianism, no matter whether it is a high or low level of cultivation, there must be an enemy in the world, and a monk without an enemy cannot exist in this world. It is also impossible for a monk who has not paid in this world to exist in this world! In this case, why should the public be concealed by his own cultivation? Only by smashing his own sins and attacking his own enemies...that is!"

"The fairy palace that Engong said is actually not a piece of iron! It is actually run by the military, but Confucianism, Mohist, Legalism, etc. all have Wensheng in the middle. The contradiction may not be less! Some people, reject some people, even if your cultivation is beyond the tolerance of the Imperial Palace, what is the danger? Even the emperor of the Immortal Palace... sometimes can't help himself!"

"Specially, all things must be seen in specific situations. Previously, Confucianism and Buddhism were like a family. The Taoist monks certainly could not show their heads. Engong revealed that cultivation was to find death! Now Confucianism and Buddhism are in a tight situation. After the honour of Hongmeng was out of trouble, Hongmeng’s ancestors were a factor that could not be controlled by Xiangong. Xiangong said that it was necessary to have another Taoist monk to contain Hongmen’s ancestors and use another force to disperse the pressure of the Buddhism. The higher the cultivation of Engong, the more it can get the favor of Xiangong, the more important it can play."

"Of course, these are all seen as understanders, not necessarily right!" Finally, Zhu Cheng said, "And on the three continents, the most assured is the strength. The so-called people outside, there are days outside, grace If it is too provoked, maybe the power of the fairy palace can't be pleasing to the eye, it is normal to kill the genius at once!"

Xiao Hua heard it as a heart-breaking one. Zhu Cheng’s point of view is definitely a subversion for him. He really can’t think of it as a superb! However, it is normal to think about it. What is Penglai Wonderland? Isn't it the peace of mind of the Taoist monks who have more than five products? If Xian Gong is not worried about anything, killing these monks directly, isn’t it more worry-free?

"Engong..." When Xiao Hua thought about it, Zhu Cheng whispered, "It was not far away!"

“Yeah!” Xiao Hua came back and nodded. “Zhu Xianyou said... It’s quite esoteric, Xiaomou wants to think again.”

"Yes!" Zhu Cheng said with a smile. "If you don't put yourself on yourself, you can say anything. But as long as you put it on yourself, you have to look back and think twice. Think about it. You have your own plans, just do it now." reference."

I used to be a butcher. The city where I live is full of filth. If it is unusual, it must be a lot of mosquitoes and flies. But today, even an ant can't see it. On the narrow streets, except for crying, it is crying, and even this crying is weak.

"Once..." Naturally, Xiao Hua told him that Zhu Cheng had already released his knowledge and found it, and then whispered.

"Master Zhu??" once heard Zhu Cheng's voice immediately jumped up from the ground to see the still sleepy lady and dog, ready to go out.

He knew that when he was just moving, his maiden immediately noticed that the thin body was lifted slightly and shouted in an extremely low voice: "The dog is jealous, you... you are doing this again? Last night... Haven't you already gone out? After you come back, you haven't slept for another night, don't you sleep for a while?"

It used to be awkward, because her lady didn’t say anything when she went out last night, and even when she kissed her and the dog, she always thought that her lady was sleeping in the night. I can't think of it... She knows everything about her own!

"The dog is his mother..." Once the nose was sour, they said that the husband and wife are the same forest birds. The big troubles are flying everywhere, but now they are faced with life and death. Their own women still know their own hearts and do not come with family. Let him worry, he whispered, "Since you wake up, get up too. This is the Zhu Laozi of Zhujiazhuang, the thing of last night... has passed! I... I will not leave you again!"

"Really?" Once the young lady heard it, she was happy, but she still slowly got up, and then she woke up. She hurriedly used her hands like dry wood to touch her thin face and said, "Zhu’s father came. Everything... I’m wearing this dress...”

"Oh..." Perhaps the voice of the two people woke up the dog, or maybe it was hollow, the dog was hungry, and the dog cried out with confused eyes. "I am hungry!"

"Oh..." I heard a "hungry" word, not to mention the dog's stomach, that is, the stomach of both husband and wife was also called.

"Oh, it’s the fault of the old man!" Outside the wooden door, Xiao Hua’s voice came. "The old man is thinking about giving you the medicine, but forgetting to give you food. But then again, look at this piece of the block. The old man doesn't think you are short of food!"

"Xiao Zhenren!!" Once I heard it, I changed my face and changed my mind. I also refused to talk to my own lady. I rushed out of the house and shouted, "Small glimpse of real people! Little see... ”

When I saw Zhu Cheng’s face, it was awkward again. Some people do not understand, this is clearly Zhu Xi Zhu Gongzi, but why Zhu Cheng said last night that Zhu Gongzi has been slain ghosts? (The novel "Spirit of the Gods" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100 lucky draw for everyone! Now open WeChat, click on the "+" in the top right to "Add a friend", search for the public number " Qdread" and pay attention, speed is fast!) r1152

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