Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 185 The grievances and grievances of the past and the present end here

   Zhaoming Academy, Chongsheng Temple.

   "Student Hongshan, I met Meng Sheng!"

  Wang Hongshan, the head of the academy, dressed in a green shirt, with a slightly fat body, respectfully saluted in the hall.

   "Hongshan, Meng came here with instructions from Saint Haoran to serve Confucianism and Taoism. You don't need to be too polite."

   The quasi-sage Meng Xueyuan of the Confucian lineage did not know when he arrived at Zhaoming Academy and was drinking tea in the hall.

  Yan Wuchang stood by and waited.

   However, both of them looked a little heavy.

   "Oh? Saint Haoran is out! I don't know what instructions his old man has, but Hongshan will do his best!"

   Wang Hongshan asked excitedly.

   He came from a side branch of the Tangling royal family, and he stood out in the aristocratic family by relying on his true talents and practical learning.

   After so many years, he knows the importance of opportunity. Since Saint Haoran's instructions were brought to Zhaoming Academy, it means that there is a place to get him.

   If he can use this to get in touch with Saint Haoran, then his old bones may still have a chance.

   Either for practice, or for family!

   "The world is in turmoil, Buddhism and Taoism are fighting each other, there is even a hidden demon sect, and the demon clan is just about to move. Hongshan, I am afraid that the world is going to be in chaos. Where should my Confucian lineage go?"

   Meng Xueyuan touched the tea cup and sighed.

   Although he came with the instructions of Saint Haoran, he was not too excited.

  Wang Hongshan felt a sigh in his heart, it seems that the instructions of Saint Haoran this time are not easy to complete.

   "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. We will read the books of the sages and learn the way to govern the world."

   He exhausted his brains and said after deliberation, "At this time of turmoil, you should uphold the right path and help the king to pacify the world, bring peace to the people, prosper the society, and create fortunes!"

   However, Meng Xueyuan on the opposite side shook his head.

   "Hongshan, retreating bravely in rapids, and the hidden dragon in the abyss, is the way to longevity!"

   He took a sip of tea and said softly, "In this troubled time, we and the Confucian lineage must be picked out, so that we can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight and reap the benefits of the fisherman."

  Wang Hongshan was startled, which was completely opposite to his own thoughts.

   But it sounds very reasonable.

   If Confucianism provokes the backbone of governing the world according to its own ideas, it will definitely be targeted by various forces, and even if it wins, it will definitely be terrible.

  The people are gone, and the Tao is desolate, so what kind of inheritance is there to talk about?

   According to Meng Sheng's idea, he would hide behind the scenes and let the Buddhist and Taoist families fight to the death, and even involve the three sects and seventeen sects, the court and the military, until finally Confucianism came out to clean up the mess.

  At that time...Isn't it an opportunity for Confucianism to flourish!

  Thinking of this, Wang Hongshan suddenly raised his head, is this...is it really Meng Sheng's idea?

still……

  Meng Xueyuan seemed to have already anticipated what he was thinking, holding the tea cup and said, "However, we must also blend in, hide behind the scenes, be the person who plays chess, secretly manipulate the general trend of the world, and dominate the world."

   Having said this, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at Wang Hongshan.

The words    sounded word by word in the Chongsheng Temple.

   "This is the real..."

   "Peace the world!"

   "An Guomin!"

   "Xingsheji!"

   "Spectrum Creation!"

   A sound of words, like thunder fell in Wang Hongshan's ears.

   He completely understood that this was not only the meaning of Meng Sheng, but also the meaning of the Haoran Saint sitting behind the scenes in the Dongming Academy!

   It was them who took out this troubled world.

   The only person who plays chess in the dark and controls the general trend of the world is that contemporary Confucian sage and the supreme power of Confucianism, Wang Haoran!

   "Dare to ask Meng Sheng, why did you retreat bravely?"

   Wang Hongshan asked in shock.

  Meng Sheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He didn't answer, but instead asked: "That Lingshu Guan Qinghui, did you arrive at Zhaoming Academy?"

   It turned out that they already knew the itinerary of the Qing Hui Daoist.

Wang Hongshan was shocked and replied: "Qi, Meng Sheng, the students also learned the news. Lingshu Guan Qinghui, the Taoist priest, has indeed arrived at the academy, and is now in the T-shaped courtyard, with Liu, Su, Shen, Fang four. Family confrontation!"

"However, according to what the students saw, the sons of Liu, Su, and Shen were sunk into the Li River by the Taoists of Qinghui. Not only did they not get angry, but they swallowed the humiliation, drained their blood, and came to Ting Ziyuan to apologize. , in order to get Qing Hui's forgiveness."

   "As for the Fang family... Hehe, he gave birth to a good son! Not to mention."

   In just a few words, he made it clear what information he had.

   But Meng Xueyuan seems to have known all this.

   In other words, he doesn't care who is right and who is wrong.

"Wang Hongshan, Lingshu Guan Qinghui set foot in Zhaoming Academy, wanting to emulate his teacher, debating Taoism and Confucianism. Zhaoming Academy."

   Meng Xueyuan said slowly, as if telling an unrelated story.

   "It happened that the quasi-sage of Bailu Academy, Meng Xueyuan, came to the academy. He felt very resentful. He confronted the Taoist priest of Qinghui and agreed with him that the grievances and grievances of the past and the present will be wiped out in the battle between the two, regardless of victory or defeat."

   He placed the teacup lightly on the desk.

   "Meng Sheng and Lingshu Guan Qinghui fought a battle, which shocked the whole city, and finally lost to defeat."

   "Kill your body to become a benevolent, sacrifice your life for righteousness!"

   "This life...is worth it!"

   Meng Xueyuan's condensed aura, at this moment, was like being washed away by lead, exuding a feeling of relief.

  Wang Hongshan froze in place.

   Killing one's body to become benevolent, and sacrificing one's life for righteousness, this is the word of annihilation in the Confucian line, and it is also the way to seek the Tao.

   Seek benevolence and get benevolence, no more resentment.

   "If Meng Sheng didn't die in this battle today, he might have... a chance to be consecrated!"

  Wang Hongshan couldn't help sighing.

  Unfortunately, the outcome of everything was already doomed in Meng Xueyuan's words.

  Because this... is the instruction brought by Saint Haoran!

  Whether he is Wang Hongshan or the quasi-sage Meng Xueyuan, they are destined to be the abandoned sons of Confucianism who picked up this troubled time.

Everything    has done is to frame the Qing emblem of the Lingshu Guan.

   With the destruction of Zhaoming Academy, it is above the moral commanding heights, and it has aroused the world to condemn its tyranny, rudeness, and reckless behavior!

   With the demise of Quasi-Saint Meng Xueyuan, the grievances between Taoism and Confucianism will be eliminated!

   From now on, the world will be handed over to the three sects and seventeen factions, the court, and the military to fight and fight!

   Only the sage Haoran sat quietly in the dark place.

   When he returns to the world, it is the time to reshape the Jin Dynasty and establish the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism!

  Meng Xueyuan glanced at Wang Hongshan, shook his head, and said, "In the Great Jin Dynasty, there is only one Holy Saint, Haoran."

  Wang Hongshan showed a sad face, and then gradually became determined.

   He originally thought this was his chance to catch up with Saint Haoran, but now it seems that it is a talisman that reminds him of his life.

   However, this life did not belong to him from the moment Meng Xueyuan stepped into the Chongsheng Temple.

   "Meng Sheng, although students are not talented, they also have the heart to seek benevolence and righteousness."

He raised his head and said in a loud voice, "However, the students still have a thought, and I hope that Meng Sheng will be fulfilled. I have a son, Wang Quan, who is studying in Dongming Academy. I beg the sage Haoran to show mercy and show him the way of self-cultivation and governing the country. !"

   This was his last hope before he died.

   "Yan Wuchang!"

   Meng Xueyuan suddenly raised his head and stared at the young man standing beside him.

  Yan Wuchang was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily, and said, "After Meng Sheng's defeat, only the accompanying disciple Yan Wuchang collected the corpse and went to Dongming Academy to beg Saint Haoran to come forward."

   "However, before Meng Sheng's death, there was an agreement that the enmity between Taoism and Confucianism would be eliminated, and Saint Haoran had not yet come out of retreat."

   "Yan Wu was always depressed and unhappy. He eventually grew up in Dongming Academy, and his life was mediocre."

   He will be the only survivor in this incident.

   He will also bring Wang Hongshan's last request back to Dongming Academy.

"thanks, thanks!"

   Wang Hongshan straightened his spine, turned around abruptly, and stepped outside the Chong Temple.

   "Lingshu Guanqing emblem!"

   He circulated the great righteousness in his body, blessed it in his mouth, and shouted from a distance.

The sound of    sounded like thunder on the ground, resounding in Zhaoming Academy, from Chongsheng Hall all the way to Sifang Courtyard.

   In the T-shaped courtyard, Zhang Ming, who greeted the heads of the three great families, was stunned for a moment.

   "What's the situation, who called me so loudly?"

However, before he could distinguish carefully, he heard the voice and continued to shout: "Your master Tai Xuzi has passed through three counties, seven cities and ten mansions, humiliating my Confucian lineage! Now you still want to force me, Wang Hongshan, to fight you. Too much deception!"

   Zhang Ming frowned, what do you mean?

   When did Pindao persecute you, are Confucian people so playful?

   "Call—"

   A sound of breaking the air sounded.

   I saw a slightly fat old man in a green shirt appearing in the air, his eyes colliding with everyone in the T-shaped courtyard.

   "Oops, Daoist Qing Hui, he is Wang Hongshan, the president of Zhaoming Academy!"

   Zeng Xiaoniu only felt that the dean came to be unkind, and reminded him softly.

   Zhang Ming couldn't help but look up, it turns out that you are Wang Hongshan!

   "Qing Hui, since you want to fight, Wang is not a person who is greedy for life and fear of death, so I will fight with you! Let's go!"

  Wang Hongshan looked coldly at the blue-robed Taoist below and shouted.

   The four great families around Liu, Su, Shen, and Fang were stunned.

  How did Zhaoming Academy fight with Lingshu Guan, Qing Hui Daoist?

   However, after all, they were members of an aristocratic family, and they were of the same origin with Confucianism. Soon their eyes became complicated, and they stood on the spot and watched without saying a word.

   As for an apology?

   Hehe, there is no rush now!

   The speed of changing faces of the four major families is a must in Dongling County.

  Zhang Ming always felt that something was not right, so he asked: "President Wang, when did the poor man persecute you? Are you persecuted..."

   Before he could finish speaking, he saw Wang Hongshan shout angrily: "Qinghui, take me for a move!"

   The old man in the blue shirt stretched out his hair and beard, and suddenly stretched out his hand to press down.

   "Heaven and earth have righteousness, and there are manifolds! Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars! People say Haoran, Peihu Sai Cangming!"

   He sang in a loud voice, and endless clouds were born from the sky and the earth, and the mighty turned into the shadows of the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon.

   "I have one anger, so why worry and fear!"

  Wang Hongshan jumped, his body merged with the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and slammed into the cramped T-shaped courtyard below.

   "Not good, the owner of the house, run!"

   The guards of the three great families saw that something was wrong, so they pulled their head and ran outside the courtyard.

  The Fang family raised the unconscious Fang Yang and followed closely behind.

   When Haoran was righteously whereabouts, the people in the yard had quickly dispersed, only the locked Zhang Ming and others stood in place.

   "What a Confucian trick!"

  Zhang Ming gave up the theory and praised, "Unfortunately, it's still a long way to win the poor road."

   After saying that, he pointed and greeted him with the technique of slashing the sky and drawing the sword.

  Boom——

   Haoran's righteousness was split in half in an instant.

   Among them, the blue figure was blasted upside down by the sword energy.

  However, the detached righteousness did not dissipate immediately, but swayed to the left and right and landed on the broken wall of the T-shaped courtyard.

   At this moment, a mutation is born!

   Those arrogant and righteous spirits were like burning oil, burning with fiery flames.

   At the same time, the breath oscillated and a strong wind blew.

  The entire T-shaped courtyard turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant, spreading in all directions along the rush house.

   "Not good! It's on fire! Quickly put out the fire!"

   There were people from the four great families and the students in the academy, and they began to exclaim and flee.

   But this fire does not seem to be an ordinary fire, and no one can extinguish it even if everyone pours water on it.

   Zhang Ming, who was trapped in the middle of the T-shaped courtyard, frowned.

   Li Mi and Zeng Xiaoniu even looked at the air in horror. This fire... turned out to be set by Dean Wang Hongshan!

  This...why is this?

   "Yang Conspiracy! This is Yang Conspiracy! It's just to frame the poor road, and you are willing to pay so much!"

   Zhang Ming instantly figured out the other party's intention.

   Sure enough, the next moment I saw Wang Hongshan returning from mid-air, shouting sternly: "Lingshu Guan Qinghui! You dare to set fire to my Zhaoming Academy, I will fight with you!"

   His voice reverberated in all directions, so that all those fleeing from Zhaoming Academy could hear it clearly.

   The thief shouts to catch the thief, the meaning is self-evident!

   If today's incident were to come out, the name of his Lingshu Guanqing Hui would surely be ashamed of the world!

   "Good method! Good scheming! As expected of a scholar of Confucianism!"

   Zhang Ming's tone trembled with anger.

   No matter how careful he was, he would never have expected Confucian people to be so cruel.

   He even dared to burn his own academy!

   "Wang Hongshan, since you said that the impoverished way is persecuting you, I am too lazy to explain!"

   The sudden change can only make him sneer and shout.

   "You also take me a trick!"

   Zhang Ming also pointed to the figure in the air again.

The endless flames around    stagnated for a moment, and then condensed into a fiery red sword that rose into the sky!

  All things in the world can be swords!

   The qi of the gang is vertical and horizontal, the earth is splitting and the sky is collapsing - the ten thousand swordsmanship!

   "Boom" sounded in mid-air, and I saw a fiery red sword shadow running through the body of the old man in blue.

   The next moment, cyan and red scattered above.

  Wang Hongshan did not dodge or evade, and directly took the fatal blow of Wanjian Jue.

   His body shattered into ashes in an instant.

   Before his death, there was only one unwilling roar: "Lingshu Guan Qinghui! I, Wang Hongshan, is a scholar, and I swear to death, how could it be as you wish!"

   Then, he was completely annihilated in the world.

   Zhang Ming was stunned: "This person... is actually begging for death?"

   His face turned gloomy.

   This is someone calculating themselves.

  This calculation... at the expense of Zhaoming Academy, at the cost of Wang Hongshan's death as a bait!

   is really ruthless and unexpected!

   Yang conspiracy, Yang conspiracy, even if people know it is a conspiracy, they can only avoid it.

   "Lingshu Guan Qinghui, you have such a ruthless heart! You dare to burn my Confucian Zhaoming Academy and kill the dean of my academy! His crime is punishable, and his hatred is unbearable!"

At this moment.

  An old voice sounded between heaven and earth.

   "Old man Meng Xueyuan of Bailu Academy, once defeated your master Taixuzi. Now that you see your Taoism raging again today, don't blame the old man for bullying the small!"

   Meng Xueyuan, dressed in a white Confucian robe, with white hair in a bun, appeared in the air, standing with a cold face.

   "The grievances and grievances between the past and the present, there will be a battle, and it may be in your hands and I have an end!"

   "Whether this battle is won or lost, it will end here!"

   "Qing Hui, do you dare to accept it?!"

   (end of this chapter)