The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 443

Chapter 474 Abandon a hundred schools, dominate Confucianism!

There are no other furnishings in the house.

Everything seems to be a poor and ordinary family.

If you want to tell outsiders, this is the home of Dong Zhongshu, the master of Taixue Taoism, which is really hard to convince people.

However, under such a rudimentary arrangement, above the main hall of the house, there is an extraordinarily grand tribute!

On the altar, there were a few incense sticks that had just been placed, and the whole room was filled with faint smoke.

And around the altar, the traces of the meticulous cleaning can be vaguely recognized, and even the gold cloth on the altar is spotless.

Dong Zhongshu frowned and bowed solemnly three times in front of the altar.

The man did not dare to be negligent, and followed Dong Zhongshu to do a good service.

At the end of the ceremony, Dong Zhongshu gently walked to the offering table and carefully removed a splendid box placed on it.

The man’s eyes were full of curiosity. Although he had not seen it for the first time, he still looked forward to this Confucian treasure’s “Spring and Autumn List”.

Dong Zhongshu turned his head slightly, and saw the man’s eyes from the corner of the eye, and said lightly: “Although this kind of etiquette is complicated, it is a respect for Taixue Dao!”

“The Spring and Autumn List is the beginning of the Taixue Taoism in the past years. The various religions have suppressed one after another. Numerous seniors have worked hard and even sacrificed their lives to marry the Taoism. It is a fusion of Taixue Taoism truth!” Dong Zhongshu’s eyes were a little melancholy, said : “The etiquette is to respect them!”

The man quickly moved his eyes away, and said in a deep voice, “Teached!”

Although Dong Zhongshu’s Cultivation Base Realm is not much higher than his own, the man dare not be the slightest negligence.

After all, Dong Zhongshu, as a figure of the same period as Kong Sheng, made a promise before entering the Tao that he would only cultivate for Taixue Tao in this life.

Nowadays, the various daos are separated, and many quasi-sages have enlightened and become sacred. Only Dong Zhongshu is still in the stage of quasi-sages.

This is the case, but the spirit of cultivating for the sake of Taoism shocked everyone.

This is why the 72nd Academy of Taixue feels relieved to hand over such treasures as the “Spring and Autumn List” to Dong Zhongshu for management.

However, Dong Zhongshu’s stubborn personality really made many Confucian disciples suffer.

“The power of that day was just a flash. It may not be possible to find out the origin of this person, but his character can be revealed!”

The man was puzzled, and asked quickly: “Can I only probe my mind?”

“For now, it’s enough!” After Dong Zhongshu finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes while holding the’Spring and Autumn List’.

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It was night, Bu Feihua was lying on the bed, but his heart was always flustered.

In my mind, as if I could feel it, something was looking for myself.

And that primordial aura made Bu Fei’s heart fascinated.

“Too learned, what is it to you?”

Amidst the darkness, a voice echoed in Bu Feihua’s mind.

“Is it a tool? Or a belief?”

The voice was flat and distant, as if coming from the horizon slowly.

In the confusion, Bu Feihua waved his big hand, and a king’s breath fell from the sky.

“Too learned!”

Bu Feifan slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Constantly writing and painting above the void, between each stroke, it seems that the heaven and the earth are competing against the world.

But Bu Feihua didn’t care, the more he wrote, the faster he wrote.

The heart is so uncomparable, as if the mind is connected, the momentum of the whole body is constantly rising.

Above the Changliu Immortal Mountain, Bai Hua looked at the endless visions in the sky in shock.

“Brother Feng, this is…”

At the same time, in the mountain private school of the Great Song Kingdom.

Dong Zhongshu looked at the words gradually appearing on the’Spring and Autumn List’.

“This is?” the man beside him exclaimed.

Dong Zhongshu said in a deep voice, “This is his answer to that Too Xuedao.”

“This word has entered the Holy Rank?” The man said in disbelief: “Just write it, and you have already entered the Holy Rank? I am afraid that the book sage Wang Xizhi has not been so sure, right?”

However, Dong Zhongshu didn’t reply at all at this moment, just watched the Chunqiu list with a solemn expression on his face.

Quit?

When he saw these two words that appeared first, Dong Zhongshu only felt a ‘chuckle’ in his heart.

Subsequently, the complete eight characters appeared completely!

Stop a hundred families! Dominate Confucianism!

“What!” the man exclaimed.

At this moment, the Spring and Autumn Rankings were slowly floating in the air, as if they were completely out of control.

A series of mighty monarch’s auras continued to spread from those eight characters.

There are hurricanes that even blow away the house!

The man yelled in a little panic, “Dong Fuzi, quickly control this Spring and Autumn Ranking!”

However, when the man turned around, he could only see Dong Zhongshu dumbfounded, sitting on the ground as if he had lost his soul.

It’s just that Dong Zhongshu’s mouth is still murmuring constantly.

“Stop a hundred schools and respect Confucianism!”

“This is the Tao of Taixue, this is the Tao of Confucianism!”

“This is what I think is too learned!”

Dong Zhongshu’s eyes were blurred, but his heart became clearer.

“This person must be found!”

The Spring and Autumn List was originally a peerless treasure, and a series of terrifying powers gradually spread the breath of those eight characters.

Suddenly, the change continued.

Dong Zhongshu came to his senses at this time, yelled badly, and activated the Restrictions on the Spring and Autumn List, and gradually closed them together.

“Although it was only a moment, but just after washing, a mighty power could not be transmitted.” Dong Zhongshu comforted himself with a wry smile.

The man wiped the sweat from his head, he was relieved, and said, “Who is this man, who dares to say such madness?”

“Kuangyan?” Dong Zhongshu’s expression changed, and he coldly snorted: “This kind of talent is the real emperor of Taixue Dao, and only this kind of lofty ambition is worthy of this holy bogey of Taixue Dao! ”

“This matter is very relevant. If these words are known by people with ulterior motives, I am afraid that I will become a target of public criticism in an instant if I learn too much!” The man hurriedly got up and drew the sword.

Dong Zhongshu didn’t care, and said, “In any case, after you find this person, I will definitely meet him!”

The man sighed, helplessly got up and flew away.

“Domineering Confucianism…” Dong Zhongshu still kept these eight words on his lips, chanting and feeling.

On the Changliu Immortal Mountain, Bu Feihua looked at the vision that disappeared in an instant, which was also extremely strange.

I thought it triggered a new task, but nothing happened.

“Never mind, but that voice seems to have no ill will with me, and when I hear it, I can sense the movement of the Nine Orifices to the Sacred Heart, and the source of breath is also familiar…”

Bu Feifan chuckled and shook his head, and fell asleep slowly again.

What he didn’t know was that at this moment, Bai Hua and Xiao Shengmo were already standing far away at the foot of Xiaoyao Peak.

“Brother head, are you sure?”

“Yes, now I can be sure that there is no other suitable candidate besides Brother Feng!”

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