Even if you, the sword god, help the python become a dragon, you still have to follow some rules in everything." There is edge and mystery in his words.

In an instant, the plum wine in Chen Zhibao's hand gradually turned from green to purple.

Xu Weixiong trembled all over during the chessboard game.

Xu Fengnian was shocked and angry.

"Why block it?

I like to leave professional matters to professional people. I can't beat Huang Longshi at chess, but I feel at ease playing Xu Weixiong against him."

Chen Jun put his five fingers gently on Xu Fengnian's shoulders and said slowly in a magnetic voice: "But from your tone, it sounds like you are dissatisfied with Beiliang and the Xu family."

His tone was the same as Wang Xianzhi's, neither of them used any saintly title for this Confucian saint.

Chen Jun continued: "As Xu Fengnian's teacher, I need to mention Beiliang and the Xu family. Huang Longshi is your disciple, right?"

The old Confucian scholar nodded, "You are the youngest disciple I have ever accepted."

"In this case, Huang Longshi lobbied for the National War of the Nine Kingdoms in the Spring and Autumn Period, started many wars with one mouth, and killed three million people with his lips and tongue. He was the leader of the three demons in the Spring and Autumn Period. How should this account be settled?"

"Should it be on him or on you?

I remember that there is a saying in the Confucian sage book, 'If the teaching is not strict, the teacher will be lazy.' As the first sage of the Confucian sect, and your teacher for eight hundred years, what do you think?"

Xu Fengnian's eyes lit up when he compared Confucian classics to Confucian classics. Even many masters in the world had never thought that the sword god with extraordinary swordsmanship could have such a quarrelsome side.

The old Confucian scholar narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The Sword God has great attainments in the art of vertical and horizontal skills, and he can be regarded as a master of the academy."

Chen Jun said loudly: "Sir, I can't stand it. I just want to ask you, as the first Confucian sage, how do you view the behavior of these two people?

If Huang Longshi indirectly killed three million people with his lips and tongue, causing countless people to be displaced and suffered from war and massacre, but also promoted the unification of the nine kingdoms of the Central Plains in the Spring and Autumn Period, which would have great benefits for the ages, then Xu Xiao's horse riding on the six kingdoms was certainly for his own glory.

Wealth and honor have even caused new graves all over the Central Plains, but how can it not speed up the process of reunification of the Central Plains?"

"Now the world is fighting for hegemony, and the people are suffering. A hundred years ago, the world was fighting for hegemony, and the people were suffering. Thousands of years ago, when the Qin Dynasty was unified, the world was also fighting for hegemony, and the people were suffering.

The only lesson people learn from history is that they don’t learn any lessons from history.

Thousands of years later, we will see that you and I are all passers-by in the long river of history, and so are everyone here, and this long history will not change in any way according to human will."

Chen Jun clasped his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Now let me ask for my disciple Xu Fengnian, why should Beiliang's 300,000 cavalry guard the country and pay off debts?

The war decrees of the Spring and Autumn Period came from the Zhao family in Liyang, and it was the emperor of the Zhao family who gave orders to Xu Xiao. Now that the Zhao family can compete for the emperor, why can't Xu Fengnian, who is better and can speed up the process of unifying the world, not become the emperor?

Or is it Beiliang, Xu Xiao, or Xu Fengnian who has to lead three hundred thousand cavalry to die on the border for this so-called Liyang world? Only then can he be worthy of the world. Can he apologize in this way? Dare I ask for advice? "

The wind blew gently through Shangyin Academy, and there was silence.

Is this still the sword god who flies a thousand miles to kill people?

Almost everyone asked questions at the same time, and even Wang Xianzhi couldn't help but look slightly sideways at this moment, as if he was seeing this new sword god who has taken over the world's swordsmanship all over again.

Warmth flowed through Xu Fengnian's heart, thinking that the Xu family had suffered wanton insults from scholars all over the world for so many years, but Xu Xiao still stood firm on the border between Beimang and Beiliang. His eyes gradually blurred, and suddenly a hand patted his shoulder several times.

.

A voice said: "As long as you are here, Beiliang will not be miserable!"

He suddenly turned around, and the ranger holding a wooden sword stood behind him with a playful smile, patting his shoulder. The person who spoke was a woman in purple, and her voice was as cold as before.

At this moment, Qingyun sect, one master and three disciples are all here.

"When three of us are walking together, there must be someone who can teach me."

The old Confucian scholar bowed slowly.

The Confucian scholars from the Confucian sect of Shangyin Academy looked at each other with stunned expressions.

Many masters in the martial arts world are as if they have seen a ghost. They all say that when a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain. However, when a master in the martial arts world encounters a Confucian master, he may not be able to beat him, let alone say it.

When it comes to the first-generation saint of Confucianism, the mentor to all generations, and the patriarch of the Confucian sect, the Sword God is the only one in the world, no, in the world, who can be said to be superior.
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