Legend of the Cultivation God

"Yeah, Xiaozhen people set this bloodline, not to provoke the shame of my Confucianism, but the monument of justice of my humanity!" North Guoming Ming nodded, "Xiao Zhenren is to let the Jiang family, let the copper pillar know, even The door is dying, but justice is still there. If Confucianism and justice ignore justice, it will inevitably die!"

"Hey, Beiguo's predecessor!" Kong Feng heard that he nodded. Kong Jie asked again. "How come there are so many cracks on the **** monument? It doesn't look like a complete stone monument!" ”

"Well, this bloodstone is actually not the **** monument of Xiaozhenren's leg of the road that day!" North Guoming Ming also did not hide, explained, "Since Xiaozhen people left the copper pillar country, the reputation of this blood monument became more and more big. Many of the celestial friends came to visit, and many people regarded this as a joke, and they went away. There are still some unpleasant things. If you listen to the good things, there is no such thing as blood. There are still some immortal friends who don’t like this blood monument, and don’t care about the reputation of Xiao Zhenren. They want to push this blood monument down! Generally speaking, the old man will also persuade and block, if the old man can not discourage Only those who are willing to take the shot, and then the old man will restore this blood monument!"

"Of course, since Xiaozheng has sowed a good seed in the blood of the gods, Zhu Wensheng also has a heart to preach, to the seven-yang view is difficult, this fairy will be less!" North Guo Mingming is laughing again, "the old man also has More leisure, the professor has read it!"

In the time when Bei Guoming and the two catching and talking quickly, on the side under the seven-yang view, the sound of the young children’s reading was crisp and clear.

"Northern Guo seniors..." Kong Feng listened, and some did not understand, "The younger generation has a question to ask the seniors!"

"Oh? Yin Xian please speak..." North Guo Ming replied with a smile.

"This..." Kong Fengqi for a moment, some embarrassed to ask, "The younger generation is some do not understand, the predecessors are Confucianism, and Xiaozhen people also fight, and the predecessors are not Jiang's ... Why do seniors want Keeping in the Seven Yang view? Why...and restore the blood monument?"

"Haha, this matter is not something you asked alone!" North Guo Xiaoming smiled. "You don't have to be embarrassed. The old man is not a famous person. He never thought about relying on this matter to be famous! The old man is here, Originally it was a person’s entrustment. The man was afraid that Xiaozheng would see the **** monument destroyed, and his heart would be resentful against the Tongzhu State. Even the Yuzhou’s Confucianism gave birth to the old man.

"Ah? Who is that person?" Kong Jie was surprised. "The man actually expected that there would be a great Mahayana power after Xiaozheng?"

"Who is that person, you don't have to know!" North Guo Mingming replied, "He knew at the time that Xiaozhenren's present. The old man did not know. But at that time, the copper pillar country had just destroyed the country, and the old man was somewhat disheartened. I resigned from the court of the Royal Academy and wanted to go to the barren hills. I was afraid that I wanted to keep the old man. I said the worry in my heart. Since the old man is idle, there is no dependence on seeing the seven-yang view. There are some young children who are helpless, and there are some disabilities that are begging. When you are in the heart, you think of the good things! The door will only be used for porridge, and my Confucianism will be taught. The old man will not believe that the old man is doing better than the good! The old man promised the person's trust. On the one hand, he looked at the blood-bearing monument to protect the seven-yang view. On the one hand, he taught the lives of the poor people differently from person to person. The two sages look at this, and the seven-yang view at this time is not Is it more lively than the previous seven-yang view? The path of my Confucianism is far beyond the door..."

"Cut..." When the North Guoming Ming explained some of the eyebrows, a voice fell from the sky. "Xiao Mou thought that you are kind enough to watch the blood monument for Xiaomou here, but I did not expect that you have the heart of victory and defeat, in the fight with the dead Master of Taoshan?"

With the sound, a light shadow instantly falls. Standing in front of Bei Guoming's eyes.

"Ah? Xiao... Xiaozhenren?" Bei Guoming was slightly surprised. He looked at Xiao Hua, who was not exactly the same as it was hundreds of years ago. He hurriedly bowed to the ceremony. "Zhu Ming met Xiao Zhenren, please Xiaozhen people forgive me. ”

"No, no!" How could Xiao Hua let North Guo Mingming give a gift? He hurriedly smiled and held him on the road. "You and I are old knowledge. You are... here to help Xiaomou guard the blood monument. How can Xiao blame you?"

Kong Jie and Kong Feng did not dare to neglect and hurriedly prayed, but there was a trace of fear in the eyes.

When the two men finished the ceremony, Xiao Hua saw the two men raising their smiles and said: "You wait for the two to pick up the three monks. The old man has already seen it! You wait for justice, although the crimes committed by the three are not in your duties. Within, you are still waiting for a thousand miles, and the old man is very gratified. The old man will never be guilty of malpractice because they are Taoist monks. And in the opinion of the old man, these devastating people are immediately killed. So as not to have a long night dream!"

"Good to teach Xiao Zhenren to know!" Kong Feng respectfully said, "I am just waiting to catch fast, there is no right to decide, this matter can only be tried by the Tuen Mun Court to be killed!"

"But it, it's all, you are waiting for Confucianism, the old man does not care!" Xiao Hua waved his hand, smiled, and then raised his hand, a big hand light and shadow fell on the blood monument, "brush..." The blood monument is easily pulled out by big hands...

"This is the predecessor..." Kong Jie had some Nahan and hurriedly asked.

Xiao Hua looked at the cracks on the blood monument, as well as the handwriting on it, and read: "The world's Taoist dynasty has zero premature death. The Tibetan fairy tales are open today. I have Xiaohua in the world, dare to call my disciples bullied?"

After reading it, Xiao Hua looked at Bei Guoming and some self-deprecating words: "Thinking of that year, Xiao Mou was really a bit arrogant. He even wanted to use the strength of Yuanli's five products to fight against the entire Confucianism! Today, Xiaomou stood on the three continents. The peak of this, I understand that the strength of my door is one person's strength can be completed? Even if Xiao has this ambition, do not have to set up a blood monument here, Xiaomou to erect a monument... should be in the hearts of the three continents monks !"

With Xiao Hua's words, the big hand and the grip, I don't know how many people have been destroyed, and I don't know how many times the blood monument was restored by Bei Guoming. Seeing the blood of the blood monument drifting in the air, the heart of Beiguo Yuming was light, but at the same time, the mood of Beiguo Yuming seemed to have a touch of shackles.

"You wait for the two to turn around!" After Xiao Hua ruined the blood monument, he said to Kong Feng and Kong Jie. "The matter was passed to the monks in the world. Xiao’s blood monument has been destroyed, but Xiao’s heart is not. Will change, if the disciples want to rise, they should be self-improving..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua suddenly laughed aloud. Kong Feng and Kong Jie are just two small countries to catch fast, how can they be qualified to subpoena on their behalf, let alone they are Confucianism? So he waved his hand and said, "Let's go, Xiaomou wants more!"

"Yes, the younger generation knows!" Kong Feng and Kong Jie listened, and took a long breath, and the wind wind accompanied the laughter. "The younger generation will take things happening in the Seven Yangguan, the real pass will go out, this also please Seniors are assured!"

"Yeah!" Xiao Hua nodded. After watching the two men salute, they will fly away with three people, including Flying Tiger.

"Xiao Zhenren..." does not wait for Xiaohua to open, and North Guoming Ming first raised his hand and prayed for the ceremony. "The old man is a great man of Confucianism!"

"The hospital is not polite!" Xiao Hua smiled. "Du Shanjun let you guard here. Isn't it just that Xiaomou is going to turn over the old account? Since Xiao knows what you mean, how can you really pursue it?"

"Is the court judged?" Hearing Xiaohua suddenly guessed that he was a good man, and North Guoming had doubts. He said, "He resigned from the academy after the Battle of the Black Wind Ridge, and later I hurried back and talked to the old man about this. It has never been seen for hundreds of years!"

"The court judgment is a hidden high man!" Xiao Hua naturally will not tell the truth, only concealed, "he has returned to where he should go!"

"Oh! That's good, then it's good!" North Guo Mingming nodded and smiled. "The old man feels that this is different. This is the only way to be hired. It seems that the old man's vision is still ok!"

"Of course!" Xiao Hua is also attached to the road, "the court is also the character that Xiao Mou admires!"

Said, Xiao Hua looked up and looked at the sounds of reading voices not far away, if thought: "Northern Guoyou, you are a little small in this college!"

"Where is the academy?" North Guo Mingming replied, "There is nothing but a book for enlightening young children!"

Speaking of this, Bei Guoming Ming sighed again: "When the old man fought a real person, he felt deeply, and then gave the book of the Imperial Academy to the real person. At the same time, the old man revisited these books. At that time, the old man suddenly realized. Come here, the truth of my Confucianism is not in the competition, but in the education of the world, the rule of the world, the Confucianism, the soul, the old man should do!"

"Oh?" Xiao Hua was a little surprised. He looked at Bei Guoming, although his claims were not true Wuqi Chaoyuan. However, the strength of Guo Yuming in the north can calm down and find the true meaning of Confucianism. It is also a valuable thing!

North Guo Yuming went on to say: "It is the reason that the old man retired after the war. After the country was destroyed, the old man was completely reclusive in this study. The old man also applied porridge for a few years and saw those nephews. There is no self-supporting power, but the porridge can only cure the symptoms, so the old man opened a book. The professor is a child who reads and literate and learns to support his own skills. At the same time, these children grow up and open in the left. Workshops, business operations, more people who are begging to earn money, to earn money to achieve self-sufficiency ..."

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