V19.chapter 10 (1/2)
In today's world, the struggle for monarchy is in the game between Qin and the six states!
The dispute of theory is not Yang Jimo! Under the influence of Yang and Mo, both Confucianists, Legalists, doctors and celebrities could only tolerate and avoid it.
Naturally, Yang Zhu's disciples and Mo Zhai's disciples also opposed each other.
After the death of Wen Jun, the law enforcement Hall of Yangzhu academy sent Yijun and others to search for the reason. The action was extremely publicized. This publicity aroused the attention of Mohist disciples and sent them to pursue and inquire.
After all, Wen Jun is a disciple of Yang Zhu Academy. Who dares to kill him? Perhaps, the one who killed the plague king is also an ally of Mohist school?
During the investigation, some Mohist disciples dressed in black also tracked down to Mengdi of the song state.
”According to our inquiry, Yijun, with a group of law enforcement teams from Yangzhu academy, should have gone to the Gujing private school in Mengdi. Just in that direction, I heard a roar in the distance just now. It should be a battle!” A disciple of the Mohist School in Black said in a deep voice.
”Roar? I can hear you. Who did you fight with? Good fight, ha ha ha. The man who fought against the epidemic king should also be a friend of the Mohist family! ” The first Mohist disciple laughed.
”Are we going to help?”
”No, if this friend wins, it's worth our deep friendship! If we lose, there is no need for us to know each other! ” The man in black shook his head.
Although many people in black call them ”friends”, they seem to be just superficial and do not really regard each other as friends. This may be the ”universal love” in Mohist Thought, but many people use the outer skin of ”universal love” to hide their inner choices.
”Purple? What's the matter? The old well private school is full of purple air, which is not what you can do Another man in black was surprised.
”It must be Yang Zhu's Dharma. Who in the end forced the epidemic emperor to give such blood?”
”Yang Zhu's Dharma is so powerful that it seems that the friends who fight with Yijun can't do it! What a pity The man in black sighed.
A group of people in black all nodded.
Just as a group of people in black were ready to investigate, suddenly, a black air rushed up into the sky. In the black air, countless butterflies swarmed out and spread in all directions.
Only a little Kung Fu, full of eyes, has been all butterflies.
”Is this the breath of thought? Black? The same color as my Mohist thoughts? Is it my Mohist disciple? ”
”No, it's full of vitality in the dark air, different from ours!”
”Butterfly? This season, how can there be butterflies? Is that true? ”
”No, crush the butterfly, but it turns into black air? Is it a fake? ”
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A group of people in black rushed to Gujing private school.
But the closer we get, the more butterflies there are, and the more they form a wave of yearning for impact. It seems that the people washed by the big water can't get close to one point.
People in black saw that they couldn't get close to them, so they were anxious.
”What? There must be a peerless strongman inside. We can't get close to this breath and butterfly wave! ”
”Inform Damo!” The first man in Black said in a deep voice.
”What? Inform Damo? ” Exclaimed a group of men in black.
”I should have thought that the people who let Yijun use Yang Zhu's calligraphy could be ordinary people? Such a strong friend, we must win over our Mohist school! If this news is passed on to Damo, we will be greatly rewarded! ” The man in black was a little excited.
”Big ink? But...! ”
”It's nothing, but I also know that there is a great Mohist named xiangliqin, who is one of the three disciples of the great master. He leads a Mohist army and works in the state of song.” The first man in black looked forward to the way.
”Xiangliqin?” People look at the leader in black!
”Yes, Xiang Liqin. It's said that if he is not happy, others will have bad luck! Take charge of the ”disaster order”! It's nearby. Come on, let me tell him! ” The man in black immediately said.
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Gujing private school.
No matter how surprised Mr. Gujing, a group of schoolchildren, Yijun, Huishi, etc., Zhuang Zhou opened the door of the library and stepped out.
Step out, feel around countless butterflies roaring out like a flood, Zhuangzhou eyes flash a flash of light.
At this moment, Zhuang Zhou had already known his situation. He was Wang Xiong. Although he did not know how he was crossed, he came here.
Moreover, at the moment, Zhuang Zhou has successfully overcome the great influence of Confucianism on himself, and Zhuang Zhou can fully understand Taoism without interference.
Once upon a time, in the process of creating Confucianism, Zhuangzhou now realized Taoism, and suddenly changed like a fish in water.
Zhuangzhou's natural talent is extraordinary. He has a large number of Taoist books in his mind, which makes his Taoist thoughts gradually take shape.”Butterfly? This is the butterfly of my dream, which actually appears in reality? ” Zhuang Zhou's eyes brightened.
The dream world comes from the blood spirit beads. Wang Xiong used to use the blood spirit beads to enter the dream world and display the magic power of ”fixed point restoration”.
Now, with his deeper understanding, Zhuang Zhou found that he had more control over the power of dreams.
”Dreams see reality? In the past, I could only bring people and things from the real world into the dream world. Now, can I bring out the things in the dream world? butterfly? butterfly? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Zhuang Zhou laughed.
At the moment, Zhuang Zhou felt very comfortable, and a sense of achievement of finding his own goal haunted him.
”In this life, my Taoist thought will not be subject to all constraints. My Taoist thought, however, cares about the word” carefree ”? This time, I want to be carefree! Be at liberty There was a flash of firmness in Zhuang Zhou's eyes.
”Boom
After Zhuang Zhou's death, there was a black air in the sky. Although Lao Tzu promised Lao TAS like as two peas to understand Taoist ideology, Taoist thought also had its own internal differences. Everyone's thoughts were deviant, and
thought could not be unified.
A swing of sleeves, the overwhelming butterfly, once again soared countless.
Zhuang Zhou turned his head to look at the private school in Gujing.
Everything here seems to be frozen.
With Wang Xiong's wisdom, he naturally saw the extraordinary here, and even had a force of imprisonment. He was blocking the void and imprisoning himself. However, the dream reflects the reality. Now this is his carefree dream field. In his own field, how can he be arbitrarily bound?
Even these countless butterflies can not be bound!
Mr. Gujing and a group of schoolchildren have a look of panic on their faces, but their eyes are still staring at Zhuang Zhou. Obviously, they can't understand what Zhuang Zhou found on his side.