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Chapter 302 The ghosts and gods

He walked rapidly along the way, and the speed was extremely fast. The old man took Tian Zhun to a foot of a mountain.

This mountain is not very high, not a famous mountain, but not far from the east, it is a must-pass way to Xingjing. There are pavilions on the mountain, and occasionally literati and poets linger here and write poems.

However, when the old man came here, he did not climb the mountain, but walked around the mountain, taking strange steps, falling together, following a certain rhythm.

Bang!

Not long after, a huge rock at the foot of the mountain loosened a little and made a light sound. The old man immediately found the right time, stepped over and stepped on the stone.

Swish!

The stone flipped, and the old man and Tian Zhun lost their traces at once.

The dark, damp crypts are grey and the air is filled with a smell of rancidness and decay.

The old man hugged Tian Zhun and walked carefully in it. He continued to penetrate deeper. His eyes were shining green, which obviously poured his true energy into his eyes, thereby distinguishing things in a dim environment.

The eyes are fragile and difficult to bear force. However, those who practice martial arts can not exercise their strength in the early stages, but as their physical fitness improves, they become more and more intelligent and have natural and sensitive vision. They can see things even in dim light. Like this old man, infusing their true energy into their eyes can make their eyes look black as white.

Didida.

From time to time, flowing water drips down in the crypt, the sound is crisp, which coincides with the footsteps of the old man. As we walk, we are at the end.

At the end of the crypt, a man in a coarse cloth and straw sandals sat. His hair and beard were all white, his face was full of wrinkles, and his skin was covered with bones. Due to long-term sitting cross-legged, his body bones were slightly deformed.

Hearing the sound, the man slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were pitch black, and there was no whites or pupils. It was like two abysses.

"Meng Huaqin, why are you here?"

The man glanced at the person who came and called out a name. His voice was very light and hoarse. He could not listen clearly without concentration.

The old man holding Tian Zhun immediately said respectfully: "I have seen Mr. Xu Shou. My disciple is here to ask for help. I want to ask Mr. Shou to treat the child." His name is Meng Huaqin.

While speaking, he placed Tian Zhun on the ground.

At this moment, Tian Zhun was twitching all over his body, and there were wounds all over his body, but a blue light flowed in the wound, which seemed to be forced to hold down by Meng Huaqin's true energy, preventing the blood from passing away and protecting the vitality of life.

The man who was praised as Old Xu Shou looked down at Tian Zhun, and his dark eyes showed an inexplicable mood. Finally, he whispered: "This man was invaded by the Confucian spirit, and he had evil thoughts and his foundation was shaken, so he fell into such a field. Do you want to save him? But this man violated his doctrine and died."

Meng Huaqin quickly said, "Please wait for Lao Mingjian. This field must be from the field system. It is one of the younger generation who is quite talented. Now it is the first time to travel, and it is normal for the mood to be deviated. Please save me!"

Xu Shou Lao glanced at him and said lightly: "Since you have abandoned us, why should you seek help from an old-fashioned person? Even if you are studying the academic subjects carefully, you have true energy after all, and it is not difficult to save him."

Meng Huaqin said, "Even if you can help, you will destroy his foundation, which is equivalent to cutting off the road ahead."

After hearing this, Xu Shou Lao shook his head: "You should go. Those who left the Confucian spirit are sensing this place from a distance. Although I can confuse it for a moment and make it difficult for them to determine the direction, they will always have to leave behind troubles. Now there are fewer and fewer people willing to inherit the doctrine. Before the people who have passed the will of heaven, I can't return to the ruins."

After hearing these words, Meng Huaqin frowned, then gritted her teeth and suddenly said, "If Shou Lao is willing to help, ten years later, the disciples are willing to inherit this place!"

"Oh?" Xu Shou Lao exclaimed lightly and looked at Meng Huaqin, "It's rare that you have such an idea. But this child is doing his own fault after all, so why should you ask someone for him?"

After making a decision, Meng Huaqin calmed down and replied after hearing this: "This matter arises from a disciple, and nothing is blamed for justice."

"Okay," Xu Shou Lao looked at Meng Huaqin a few times and nodded, "Then I have nothing to say. If you lift him over, my legs are rotten and difficult to move."

"Yes." Meng Huaqin nodded and moved Tian Zhun to Xu Shou Lao. The latter followed the trend and observed Tian Zhun's expression.

Tian Zhun's body was not moving, his face was dark, and his whole body showed manic and chaotic emotional fluctuations.

Inhale slightly, there seemed to be a light flashing in Xu Shou Lao's dark eyes, and then he slowly raised his hand and his arms trembled.

The simple action of raising his hand seemed to exhaust his entire body's strength. After about a cup of tea, the thin hand fell on Tian Zhun's forehead tremblingly.

Then, Xu Shou Lao trembled suddenly, and a powerful spiritual fluctuation rose from him. In this fluctuation, there was a huge spirit, which was similar to the order of heaven and earth, but it was extremely weak and monotonous. In addition, there was also a strong wish of the people!

As soon as this spirit came out, Meng Huaqin held her breath, felt the artistic conception, and expressed her longing and unwilling expression, mixed with a hint of regret.

At this time, Xu Shou Lao said a sentence in a low and hoarse voice—

"The world is in a state of justice, and the princes are trying to conquer..."

As soon as this was said, the majestic spirit immediately split into a ball, and it penetrated into Tian Zhun's body.

……………………

"Help! Help! Help!"

In the illusion, Tian Zhun was running hard. At this moment, he was naked and extremely embarrassed. He had wounds all over his body, and there was no intact skin. Blood covered his body and had solidified the conjunctiva.

The pain in the wound made him scream, and his rapid running also caused his physical strength to drop rapidly. His whole body's spirit fell, and he had a deep smell of dusk, as if he would fall to the ground and die suddenly at any time.

Behind him, a dark cloud followed, but after a closer look, one could tell that the clouds were not composed of fog, water vapor, but were made up of mechanical people, densely packed. Each waved the sharp blade in his hand and chased Tian Zhun with murderous intent. The fierce momentum, just sensing from a distance, was enough to make people frightened and feel like the sky collapsed and the earth was broken.

At this moment, a sentence comes from the horizon—

The world is in a state of justice, and the princes will fight!

The words were like thunder, rumbling. They condensed into words in the air, bursting out with a surging spirit!

In an instant, the chaotic illusion shook for it and stopped for a moment!

The next moment, these eight words disintegrate and turn into columns of words—

The king and ministers are not loyal to one’s loyalty, the father and son are not kind, the brothers are not kind, the brothers are always honest, and the righteous are not more powerful than the rulers... From this point of view, the world is in chaos.

Why is this true?

Then they all doubt the difference between ghosts and gods and the existence and non-existence, and do not understand that ghosts and gods can reward virtuous people and punish violence.

...

Such a passage of text attributes all kinds of chaos to the fact that they do not believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, and do not know that there are rewards and punishments!

Every word is heard and it is heard into Tian Zhun's ears, which immediately makes him feel something, stops his pace, and his mood is restrained.

Suddenly, the illusion changed, and the organs had a tendency to dissipate.

"In the dark, ghosts and gods observe the changes in the world, reward the good and punish the evil!" At the end, Tian Zhun said this, and his body actually released light. The horror on his face dissipated, replaced by a touch of enlightenment.

"Yes! This is my state of mind, all of this is my nightmare. As long as I firmly believe in my heart, I will not suffer any more pain! I can still turn against you!"

As soon as this thought came, his figure suddenly became taller and radiated out. There was a tendency to spread throughout the illusion, as if he had become the emperor here! He was in charge of the world and the country!

Tian Zhun actually wants to take control of the illusion!

Once you succeed, you will be able to escape from the illusion immediately!

Just then.

A sentence appeared deep in Tian Zhun's heart—

The people of the territory do not use the boundaries of boundaries, the country does not use the dangers of mountains and streams, and the world does not use the benefits of military reform.

After these three sentences appeared, they broke Tian Zhun's home advantage, causing the illusion to change again, and shaking it. Tian Zhun groaned, and the expression of enlightenment on his face disappeared instantly, turning into panic.

Immediately afterwards, the word "spirit" comes from the sky-

"The wisdom of ghosts and gods should not be made in the vast mountains and rivers, and the mountains and forests are deep valleys. The wisdom of ghosts and gods must be known!"

"The punishment of ghosts and gods should not be rich and powerful, brave and powerful, strong and powerful, strong armored and sharp soldiers, and the punishment of ghosts and gods will definitely win!"

A few sentences turned into a firm and firm belief that fell into Tian Zhun's heart, making him suddenly firm and show a firm look on his face!

But then, another sentence came from the depths of my heart—

"There are many helps when you have the truth, but few help when you have lost the truth!"

The sound was deafening, and Tian Zhun's heart was broken in an instant!

After all, this determination is fake. It is simulated by external forces and hypnotized. How can it be tenacious?

As the firmness broke, Tian Zhun felt panic and felt even more sad. At this point, he still couldn't see how things happened. His state of mind had become a battlefield for others to fight. When someone else's thought came, he would immediately have a corresponding idea. He claimed that he was extremely talented, but now he was even playing with his thoughts in his palm. This was even more difficult to accept than killing him directly!

But even though he knew it in his heart, when the two spirits confronted each other, he still couldn't help but fall into it.

However, gradually, the spirit of the sub-saint article that Qiu Yan left in his heart was constantly mobilized and was wiped out one after another!

These spirits, like seeds, were planted by Qiu Yan in Tian Zhun's heart, and did not have a consciousness to preside over it. They would only fight against themselves due to external changes, so they could not mobilize the order of heaven and earth, and could only exist in people's hearts.

The spirit that Xu Shoulao issued could not mobilize the order of heaven and earth, but he seemed to contain some order, which was constantly enriched in Tian Zhun's heart and erased the spirit of sages.

Outside, Xu Shou touched Tian Zhun's forehead and silently sighed: "Confucianism is indeed so powerful that it can actually apply the spirit of sages to such a level. Miss me... Hum? No! It's not just Confucianism!"

As he spoke, his face suddenly changed, and his dark eyes were emitting a lot of brilliance!

"This is……"

boom!

Tian Zhun's body suddenly shook, showing a revealing, standardized and formulated artistic conception!

While he was surprised, Qiu Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in the Dongdu Inn, also felt something and frowned suddenly.

"Who did the two men ask for action? They even forcibly erased the spirit of sages without using the order of heaven and earth, and revealed the spirit of the Legalists! What is this method? You must understand it!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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