Yang God

噗通!

Huang Tianbo, the owner of the "Four Seasons Academy", fell quite straight on the ground, and the breath was cut off. A huge insult of thought was out of control. He even emerged from the body and swung around the body for a while, and returned to the hustle and bustle.

This is the death of a fire, and it is different from being killed.

After Huang Tianbo, the owner of the "Four Seasons Academy", went into flames and died, he was still still in his body. Whoever got his body could have all his mana, exactly the same as Han Xiaozi.

Many of the great Confucians who were present were also highly educated and highly educated. Seeing such a situation still can't help but change his face.

The disciples of those great Confucians also whispered.

Up to now, those big Confucians have calmed down their efforts, but their disciples have lost their calm. After all, the two sides debated, and one of the most famous deans, Confucian, was mad.

"It's mad! The owner of the Four Seasons College was actually mad at life! It was drowned!"

"This is no stranger to him. Yasheng’s words are sharp, such as swordsman fencing, and fluent. The four seasons are powerful, but how can they be able to stand up?"

"Yeah, today, on such occasions, how many high-ranking people are gathered in the group? How many people in the four seasons have a few pounds? Do you dare to be a bad guy? Since you are a villain, you must have this awareness."

"It is also that he is not standing right, saying what is good and what is right, if he does not do what he wants, he will talk to others and it is necessary to be killed."

"If you say it again, Ya Quan is not a saint. If our college has won the dragon tooth rice, who is not treasured? How can it be announced? In this respect, the four seasons of the homeowners are indeed deficient."

"Yes, if he is doing the right thing, sitting steady, and having a clear conscience, he will not be ruined."

"The higher the knowledge, the heavier the heart, the greater the wisdom, the more trouble, the defense."

"The Four Seasons Academy is a reputation today. The owner is accused of dying on the spot. You see their disciples, all faceless. Today, the words of Yasheng, I don't know how many Confucian notes will be loaded."

"We have to go back and record what we have today."

"I don't know if the owner will disclose the grain seeds collected in our courtyard because of the words of Yasheng today. If this is the case, then the people will be profitable that day."

Discussions have arisen.

The 72nd disciples of the Four Seasons College are all as dead. Their homeowner Huang Tianbo was arrogantly debated on the spot. This is an ugly thing. The most important thing about a scholar is a reputation. His reputation is much more important than his sexuality. Now that his reputation has been lost, all his thoughts are dead. .

"Going out of the fire and going well, this situation, you have not been able to go down, you can only die! When the battle of righteousness, it is already dead!"

Hong Yi saw that Huang Tianbo was dead and his face was not moving, but it was not strange.

Today's debate, this is a fight between your life and your life.

"Afghanistan said today, I feel a lot. My four seasons college is indeed not enough righteousness, the teacher's incompleteness, we will make up after we go back, announce the snow leaf rice, and benefit the people. But today's debate, my teacher died, wait for the number After the year, I will wait for the Four Seasons Academy to come back to the Yahweh debate!"

Just then, in the Four Seasons College, suddenly a disciple walked out and brushed off his half of the white cloth robes and tied them to the head as a filial piety.

At the same time, this disciple picked up Huang Tianbo's body.

"This disciple, the attitude is a bit extraordinary, waiting for the decision."

"He is Huang Tianbo's eight disciples, Ye Tao. Poetry sings a lot of effort."

Many people in the room recognized this disciple called "Ye Tao."

Hong Yi’s eyes also flashed, and I felt that the talents of the Four Seasons College would not be cut off. And today's hatred has already come down, and there will be some minor troubles in the future.

However, he is naturally not afraid. After editing the Yijing, Zhouyi Academy can definitely be the head of the world. The dream machine is too evil, and it does not care about these little troubles.

"It's rare that the Four Seasons College has such talents. You should go back to Xiude. You have done it right, and you have the welfare for the people. Later, I will come to Zhouyi Academy, and I will welcome them with courtesy.

"Ya Sheng, my four seasons school has finished!"

Ye Tao gave a ritual, his eyes became a gap, deep and terrible, and then he withdrew his body and slowly withdrew, and the disciples were transported to the carriage. Left the "Zhouyi Academy."

A debate directly suffocated a large homeowner!

Huang Tianbo has just tried the sharpness of Hong Yi’s words and is unstoppable. At this time, the owner of the "Shanhe Academy", the liberal arts college, the sect of the school, and the more than a dozen great Confucian scholars, and their disciples were also indulged at this time.

Who will risk losing his name and come out to compete with Hong Yi?

"Hang brother just said that it is indeed a good thing. I have to wait for the college to have my own rice seeds, but I have collected it myself and I don’t want to benefit the people. So my Fanzi Academy has already published its rice in Van Gogh and taught the people to cultivate it. In the spring of today, about three million households in the Forbidden State have planted the Van Gogh Rice in my Van Gogh College."

At this time, the owner of the Forbidden College, and the Van Gogh Tao, who is also the owner of the Vatican, stood up and looked stunned.

At the same time, the brakes, Wang, Wu Sanjia also stood up and said: "Yes, good. I am waiting for the academy. Starting today, while talking about the righteousness, it is necessary to benefit the people. You are not as good as our major colleges. Today, we will make an agreement to publish the rice seeds we have collected."

"These four great families are really smart. I have agreed with me and announced my own rice. I will give them a part of the planting of the dragon tooth rice. Now suddenly raised, but it has taken up the name of the righteousness. It seems that I have abandoned it. But this way, it adds to my power."

Hong Yi looked at the behavior of the four masters, and he secretly said.

"This statement is very much, Yasheng Lianlong tooth rice is announced. We can not be willing to be behind." Chongyang College of the main road.

Subsequently, the major courts expressed their opinions.

This statement, the more than a dozen major Confucian scholars of the eight major schools of science seem isolated.

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A wind blew over the "mountain and riverlors, this big hand with a folding fan suddenly felt a little pressure, the opposite of Hong Yi is really rolling, unstoppable.

Like him, the Confucian scholars of the Confucianism, who are not spiritually psychic, immediately know that today’s scenes, if they don’t express their feelings, are afraid to leave a reputation as a “hypocrites” in the future.

"This is what it should be. Today's meeting can be described as the Confucius Conference of the Confucianism."

The great Confucianism of the Neo-Confucianism also expressed their views.

"This Hongyi is forcing us to bleed." After the end of the table, the minds of the liberal arts college's lord were bleeding: "How can the four masters be so generous? It must have been approved by Hong Yilong Tooth Rice. The grain seeds of our own family are taken for granted, and we have now given up the seeds, but we have not got the dragon tooth rice."

The great Confucian scholars of the Neo-Confucian school, after this statement, knew that they had suffered a lot, but now there is no way.

"Well, this is the real benefit of the people, and we are not reading the book of the sages! This time our credit is no less than that of the ancient emperor, the people who planted the grain. Under one thought, everyone is holy. Our hall is called, the temple, good."

Hung Yi’s mind was moved, and he raised his losses. He was so angry that he immediately greeted the plaque on the hall of the hall, and the vertical brake became the three characters of the “Sanctuary”.

His move is to completely revive the name of his "Sanctuary" and establish the status of the magic weapon that has not existed forever.

A magic weapon, famous, and a spiritual power, is not a small one.

Today, the name of the temple was started. Since then, the world has been circulated, and it has been circulated forever. It can be above the boat of creation.

"Famous is also a power and a force, a force that is not a small one. Hong Yi’s move is really powerful. It is a magical name for his own magic weapon. The name is first, it is indeed powerful."

Xie Wenyuan, Yu Xiangxiang and others who know Hong Yi's fine details, after hearing the words of Hong Yi, a shock in their hearts.

"The temples have been circulated today, and they have been passed down through the ages. I don't know how many myths and legends will be caused, so that the beliefs will be generated in the hearts of the people. The thoughts of the beliefs will be absorbed by the major books of today's major academies. ,awesome"

The four masters were even more shocked.

Today's things must be circulated in the ages. When you mention them in the future, you will say that they are "the great Confucianism in the world, meeting in the temples, and benefiting the people."

"How can the temple not become the first magic weapon of the right path?"

What is his control, the boat of creation? "The eternal kingdom, in the face of such a name, first of all, weak momentum, what is the king? What is king, after the name, it is king.

Xie Wenyuan, Yu Xiangxiang, the four masters all know that today's things are the "name of the temple", although it can not add the power of magic, but it is greatly sublimated in the essence of the spirit.

This is a sacred magic weapon! Avenue!

The artistic conception, the mysterious and the mysterious, can only be understood, can not be said.

"The temples are indeed good names. Everyone is holy. Everything we do today is indeed following the ancient sages. But in this situation, there must be good poems that have been passed down through the ages. Wen Sihui is the best in the world, can you make a poem for today's situation?"

The owner of the "Cultural Arts College" suddenly spoke.

He made a move, but this time he did not debate, but directly let Hong Yi poetry.

"Oh?"

Hong Yi looked at the "Literary Academy, the owner of the school, the head was awkward, and smiled: "I originated from the home of Confucianism, and everything is only conscience, conscience, and my heart is free, there is no horror, my gentleman is open. Swinging, but not using the rules of the common science to rule. Heart changes are impermanent, and there is no way to rule. ”

"In this case, let's listen to the poems of Ya Sheng."

The main squat of the Shanheyuan opened the folding fan and prepared to attack immediately after waiting for the poem.

Hong Yi took a deep look at the owner of the mountain river, and saw him squatting, taking a few steps, and the silence in the hall.

After seven steps, Hong Yi stopped and said: "Come and go for a free tour, no horror or innocence, all the temples are open, and there is no spring and autumn in the temple."

This word is a sound, the words are condensed and formed, floating in the hall. After listening to everyone, I feel that I can really grasp my heart, and my heart is free, there is no horror and sorrow, such as a gentleman, a big man, a thousand The spring, spring, autumn and autumn time in the world has passed, and it is already out of my mind.

The heart is eternal, regardless of time, no increase or decrease, no life.

"The owner of the mountain river, a few mouthfuls, is hard to find the fault in this poem."

The sects of the Neo-Confucian sects have sunk at this time, not only are they sinking ~www.readwn.com~ the rest of the great Confucian are also sinking, chewing on the artistic conception of this poem, they all benefit a lot.

Suddenly, the great disciple of Xie Wenyuan’s majesty was shocked, and the whole body exudes a sense of life and death, seeing the taste of the barrier. Actually, under this, he has become a ghost in the Tao.

Although this disciple has never been stunned, the insider spirit, but now he is very open-minded, and after the gods are out, it is a ghost.

This change is called insider thinking in the cultivation of scholars.

Such a person, the article, is the same as Fangyuan, the word Zhu Yao, brilliant as splendid.

Seeing such changes, everyone feels that Hong Yi’s poems are indeed mysterious, and they have done their best to understand the mystery.

"There are all the temples in the temple, and there are no temples in the spring and autumn." Many great Confucian sighs, even the owners of the four sages of the sages have to admire Hong Yi's power.

At this moment, suddenly a voice was conveyed into the hall: "Hong brother today is the name of the temple, it is really a great talent, no means to temper the magic weapon, Su Mu admire."

"Tai Shangdao Su Mu visit!"

The voice just fell, and the outside disciples sang also came in.

The great Confucianism saw Su Mu coming from the distant avenue and went to the entrance of the main hall, but did not enter the temple.

"Why didn't Su Mu girl come in?" Hong Yi frowned.

"Don't come in, I am the representative of the lord today, and I am going to swear against Hong Xiong!"

Su Mu said a word, stirred up a thousand waves!