In the shocked eyes of everyone, the entire wall was covered with a layer of white light. As the light disappeared, Wu Jun's handwriting was clearly left on the wall.

The next moment, the entire temple was filled with an uproar and everyone exclaimed incredible exclamation.

Miao Changle looked unacceptable and glared at him, "Fake it, it must be fake! Sima Yuan, what have you done on the holy wall!"

Chen Keli shook his head and murmured: "Impossible, how can he be recognized by the resurrection of the sanctum such a blasphemy? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."

Even Sima Yuan was confused, looking at the big words on the wall, and repeated them constantly: "Human life is greater than heaven...human life is greater than heaven..."

On the other side, Wu Jun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that his words had not disappeared, and took back the poison he had prepared in advance.

Turning around and looking at the collapsed expressions of the people present, Wu Jun slowly spoke: "I have heard that in ancient times, the world was flooded with floods and monsters were rampant. The Confucian Saint killed monsters, controlled floods, followed the will of heaven to help the human race to prosper, and brought blessings to all people in the world.

After his success, he passed down his own ideas, and his will remain between heaven and earth. If the heaven and earth do not collapse, his spirit will be immortal, and he will eventually become a sage."

"So, I think from the very beginning, the Confucianism concept was to be people-oriented, and Confucianism was a knowledge that could make the race better."

"The way of heaven moves, and the four seasons change, and it has its own rules. Who can praise it from the sky to control the destiny of heaven? We are born as human beings, and we should strive for self-improvement and blindly admire the destiny of heaven. It is better to summarize the laws of the way of heaven and use it to better benefit the people."

Listening to Wu Jun's shocking theory, the entire temple was silent.

What the people of the Tianming Sect have accepted since childhood is the idea that life and death come from fate and success or failure are in heaven. At this moment, when they heard Wu Jun's rebellious words, they all looked panicked.

I felt like I had become a small boat on the vast sea, and was hit hard in the storm, and I became at a loss.

Just as their scalp was numb, the stone platform under the statue of the ancestor made a crack, and suddenly cracked a gap of more than one foot long.

In the flashing white light, a scoop of water flew out and floated in front of Wu Jun. Then a scoop of white light filled with it, sprinkling onto Wu Jun's head!

Seeing the water pudding, Miao Changle immediately showed an incredible expression and exclaimed: "The treasure of the resurrection of the sage! The treasure of the resurrection of the resurrection of the sage has always been hidden in the holy temple!"

The treasure of the resurrection of the sacred treasure that had been missing for more than three thousand years appeared again, which shocked everyone present. They widened their eyes and looked over with respect, fearing that they would miss the moment when the holy object recognized the master.

As everyone stared at them, the soft light was about to sprinkle on Wu Jun.

At this moment, a mighty aura suddenly burst out from Wu Jun's body. A iron pen lifted the collar of his crotch and flew out, colliding with the water scoop, bursting out a dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, the water scoop and the stylus were entangled, colliding constantly, making a sound of ping-pong.

This scene made everyone present shocked. Sima Yuan took the lead in returning to his deity and murmured: "The spring and autumn pen is the spring and autumn pen of the Yasheng. The Yasheng is competing with the Fusheng for the successor of the successor..."

After hearing this, everyone present took a breath of cold air at the same time. When they looked at Wu Jun again, there was a little awe in their eyes.

If the disciple who can make the two saints compete for, whoever says that he is not a chosen person, isn’t he telling lies with his eyes open?

At the same time, Wu Jun looked at the stylus and water piao fighting in the air, and a tangled expression appeared on his face: "If you have something to say, we should be more harmonious. The key is that if you two are broken, I can't afford to pay..."

As if he understood Wu Jun's words, the two holy objects that were fighting fiercely in the air paused and slowly flew in front of Wu Jun.

Wu Jun held the Chunqiu pen with one hand and the Shuipu with the other, and said relaxedly: "That's right." After that, he lifted his clothes and hung the pen back, and then tied the Shuipu to his belt.

Sima Yuan saw Wu Jun put away the holy objects, and a bright radiant smile appeared on his face. He bowed his waist and bowed his hands and bowed and said, "Sima Yuan, please pay homage to the leader!"

Miao Changle and Chen Keli had fully recognized Wu Jun's succession as the leader of the school at this time. The two saluted one after another and said: "The right guardian Miao Changle, the great elder Chen Keli, pay homage to the leader!"

Seeing their statements, the two subordinates breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Greetings to the leader!"

Yuan Min, who was standing beside him, was a little dazed and murmured in a low voice: "We seem to be just passing by here, why suddenly someone became the leader? The ups and downs of life are so exciting..."

The mirror stage looked at Gu Shuntian's head that was abandoned on the ground and said, "Compared with us, Gu Shuntian's experience today is really exciting. He was just a leader in front of him and was paralyzed. Then he lost his head inexplicably. This ups and downs are just a stimulating."

Qin Yue'er looked at Gu Shuntian's head, and suddenly a hint of admiration appeared on her face, and she sighed: "Gu Shuntian is a man. Her head was cut off and thrown on the ground. She didn't even blink her eyelids!"

Yuan Min: "..." He can still blink his eyelids before he sees a ghost!

At the same time, Wu Jun looked at the Tianming Sect in front of him with a sad face, and sighed and said, "Everyone is exempt from courtesy."

Sima Yuan straightened up with a smile and asked, "Master, now my teaching has made things right. Please give me advice. What should we do next?"

Wu Jun thought for a while and said, "As long as it is for the benefit of the people, you can do it, there is no need to ask me."

Sima Yuan was stunned when he heard this.

Beside him, Hongchen suddenly burst out with a strong will, and looked at Wu Jun with a radiant look on his face and said, "Master, in the Buddhist Kingdom in my hometown, most of the people are slaves. Since they were born, they have been treated as livestock by the king and chieftains. Even life and death depend on others' moods, and they have become accustomed to this kind of life. Can I go back and save them?"

Wu Jun nodded: "Of course, you can come here to study just to find a way to change this situation. If you make a decision, you can go back at any time."

Hongchen nodded firmly: "Thank you, Master, I have made a decision. I will bring back the leader's people-oriented concept, teach them to read and understand the truth, and open up people's wisdom for my compatriots."

With Wu Jun's encouraging eyes, Hongchen led a few scholars out of the Holy Temple and went down the mountain.

After a while, several more groups of people were infected by Hongchen and packed their bags and left Tianqian Mountain.

After half a day, only some elderly, weak, sick and disabled were left on the entire mountain.

Wu Jun was almost defeated in one day by the entire Tianming Sect’s family’s wealth...

Sima Yuan looked at Wu Jun with his cheeks twitching, and said with a trembling body: "Master, please forgive me for being stupid. Can you tell me what the deep meaning of resigning the brothers in the sect?"

Wu Jun glanced at the elderly, weak, sick and disabled people in front of him, compared his strong Jingtai and Qin Yue'er, and said with confidence: "A spark can start a prairie fire. When they grow into turbulent flames, it will be when my Tianming Sect returns to the Central Plains and regain the authority of the Confucian Sect!"

Sima Yuan's body shook suddenly, and a strong shock appeared in his eyes.

After a while, he slowly came back to his senses and bowed to Wu Jun with admiration, "The leader's eyes are long-term, and he is really a god. My subordinates already understand the leader's good intentions!"

Wu Jun said lightly with a shelf, and said expressionlessly: "It's good to understand. I'm going to set off to Tianzhu Mountain to collect herbs tomorrow. I need to pass through the Great Wisdom Buddha Kingdom. You can prepare some valuable things like gold leaves, night pearls and other valuable things to provide my expenses on the way."

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Chapter completed!