Unparalleled Martial God

0Because Chu Yang was slandered by Zhang Jiuyan and the other two, Dan Feng chased after the three of them in anger. However, the three of them also had an Earth King expert by their side, so she had to return empty-handed.    0

    

Things got worse and worse as time went by, but Zuo Wuji and his men did not show up. The pretty boy Wei appeared first and laughed brazenly, saying, "That b * stard Song Tang Ming is really shameless. He stole all his girls away."    

    

With Wei Xian's little white face messing up the situation, Chu Yang became the target of public criticism. Everyone was shouting for a beating, everyone was shouting for a kill.    

    

On the eighth day, this momentum had reached its peak. There was nothing she could do but hope that Chu Yang wouldn't come out of the Saint Ruler Mystic Realm so soon.    

    

Within the Sacred King Mystic Realm, Chu Yang and the ninth generation Confucian Monarch discussed for eight days and eight nights. They were truly on the verge of becoming supreme philosophers, as well as becoming families.    

    

In the process, he even brought out the theory of evolution, survival of the natural selection, and how man formed over a long period of time to prove the idea that matter determines consciousness.    

    

The ninth generation master of the Confucius family was indeed someone to be trifled with. Chu Yang being able to quickly accept, digest, and even bring forth new achievements was something that Chu Yang admired from the bottom of his heart.    

    

Thus, Chu Yang's words were all acknowledged and passed the test.    

    

"I'm a sinner!"    

    

The ninth generation Confucius had already died. This was his obsession that had not faded away for tens of thousands of years. Even until the very end, he was still unable to let it go and could only sigh as he spoke.    

    

"No, you are a wise man, and a great man!"    

    

Chu Yang did not fully agree with this. Although the 9th generation Confucian Monk had done bad deeds and personally destroyed the entire era of literature, his wisdom and courage had made him admire him.    

    

Within the surging tide of time, every single reformer might not succeed. The only difference was the failure of the ninth Confucius. The consequences were too tragic, but he could not be completely denied and said to be worthless.    

    

At the very least, Chu Yang did not dare to be disrespectful to such a person.    

    

Chu Yang realized that what he said wasn't powerful enough, so he added, "At least you've proven that you cannot walk this path. You've given your descendants a great reference and this is the greatest wealth."    

    

"The surging Yangtze River passes through the east and the waves sweep away the heroes. Success or failure, he had turned his head to nothingness. Teng Qingshan was still there, and the sun had already set. White hair on the surface of the river, used to see the autumn wind. A pot of turbid wine met in joy. "No matter how many things that have happened in the past and present, they are always talked about with laughter."    

    

The ninth generation Confucian Scholar slowly began to chant and finally said, "Where are the mountains, the setting sun, and the autumn wind? To talk about matters of the past, who could it be? "    

    

The destruction of the era of literature and dao was too tragic. All living things died, and it was difficult for the ninth generations of Confucianism to forget about them. Chu Yang could understand this very well. Perhaps it should be said that if he was the ninth generation Confucian Monarch, he would not be able to bear the weight of this, as well as the interrogation of his conscience.    

    

"Qingshan is still here, and the sun is still setting. I'm still talking and laughing about everything that has happened in the past and now."    

    

Chu Yang sincerely said: "Senior, please forgive this brat's arrogance, this brat uses the era as the dynasty, the era is over, and the dynasty is flourishing, I will evaluate senior's right and wrong, senior you are innocent!"    

    

"First of all, Senior is already a dead man!"    

    

"Ha ha!" The ninth generation master could not help but laugh out loud. The era of literature and dao had passed, and everything had been lost. What was the use of worrying about someone? How miserable, for whom?    

    

"Second of all, Senior, you're just trying to scare people. You're just trying to scare people in a way that you've never done before!"    

    

The ninth generation Confucian Monk could not help but laugh out loud. This evaluation was something he liked, even though he was trying to bluff others.    

    

"In the end, the Heavenly Dao was heartless. It treated all living things as nothing, and gave birth to and destroyed all life at will. It returned everything to zero, and then began again, repeating everything over and over again. From this point of view, the Heavenly Dao is inferior to you, Senior! "