Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 279
[Chapter 275 The head of a man!]
The beautiful waitress brought a plate of sumptuous meals, Zhang Bangchang frowned.
“Didn’t the old man tell me not to eat these extravagant foods?” The
waitress replied respectfully: “Turi, this is the emperor’s order.”
Then Zhang Bangchang fell silent, nodded, waved his hand, and told the waitress to leave .
Picking up the exquisitely cooked savage meat, Zhang Bangchang took a bite hard, and the meat juice burst out, and the force of blood filled his whole body. Zhang Bangchang knew that this was a third-rank savage beast, and Mordan really had a heart. up.
“Unfortunately, this kind of meat is best stewed in the ancient way, served with spices, boiled out the fat, then garnished with spiritual vegetables to relieve the greasy, served with a pot of apricot flower wine, and eaten among the green cypresses of the green mountains. The most elegant!” Zhang Bangchang shook his head slightly, “Such a fire, although it is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, is also a master’s work, but after all, it consumes too much spiritual energy.”
Zhang Bangchang silently commented in his heart, and remembered the scenes of his first half of his life . Going to school at three o’clock and five o’clock in
the morning; the obsessive infatuation for Iraqi people; ”The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty.” Zhang Bangchang heaved a long sigh, everything can’t go back. Since he decided to take the path of harmony, he couldn’t turn back. Now, he is no longer the Kuyue Confucian of the human race, but the Turi barbarian king of the barbarian race. Zhang Bangchang never felt that he was a traitor, an anti-Confucianist, and that the holy way was difficult. He was just a seeker. He was out of luck, did not meet a famous teacher, and was promoted to a great Confucianist by virtue of his talent, but looking forward, there was nowhere to go. Watching the friends around him come to the end of their lives one by one, Zhang Bangchang didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes, so he joined a mysterious faction.
Integrate the sky and the wild sky, and pursue the most complete and purest way of heaven.
He does not admit that he is a traitor, the way of the Holy Spirit is faint, and he is just a seeker.
The human race and the barbarian race are all ants under the holy way, so what is the difference.
Today I am a human being, and the heavens are for my use!
Tomorrow I will be Man, Man Tian is what I want!
When I become a saint, I have two heavens in my body, and I have nothing to do with the world. What difference does it make if I am a human or a barbarian?
Compared with those Moru who committed great crimes in the human race and fled to the barbarians, compared with those cynics who are obsessed with the barbarian’s win-win and are willing to be the lackeys of the barbarians, Zhang Bangchang feels that his faction is the pious seeker.
They don’t enjoy it, they don’t flatter the Man, they walk under the Man’s sky, just for the sake of harmony.
He very much agrees with a Buddhist saying: Flesh and flesh are also skins!
It’s just a piece of clothing that was put on when you were born. What is it compared to the grandeur of the holy way?
Those so-called backbones of the human race, they don’t understand!
If everyone is in harmony with the two heavens, where is there any dispute between the two heavens?
Ten thousand years of bloody battles can be stopped!
Zhang Bangchang got up and walked out of the house, there were already five Master Jing waiting outside.
These are his disciples.
If they wanted to walk under the barbarian sky, they had to have someone to attach to, and the one he chose to attach to was Mordan Khan.
Since there is a request, it is natural to respond. Today, Mordan ordered them to meet with the human race for a while.
It will be a while.
It’s not the first time either.
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“According to past experience, those traitors will never come here in real body!” In the meeting hall of Wanren Mountain, a great scholar pondered, “It must be an old trick, using the secret method of Mantian Palace to transmit sound through blood. , kill the morale of my human race.”
“The sound transmission of blood veins is harmless, but it is deceptive.”
“Based on what this old man has seen, it is still in accordance with the old practice. The teacher recited “Fish I Want” with spring thunder on his tongue, which can resist the sound transmission of blood veins.”
Another great Confucianist said : “Now that martial arts are flourishing, you can also guide your soldiers to sing “Same Robe with Your Son”, and you should be able to resist.”
Han Qingzhu frowned: “At this stage of this battle, our human race has the upper hand. Since Mordan sent After Tuli, the truth also wants to accept this great gift. Resisting alone is not enough to destroy Mordan’s insidious thoughts, everyone discusses whether to kill him!”
“Tuli is not dead, I feel uneasy!”
Han Qingzhu said The voice fell, and the meeting hall fell silent for a while. After a while, a white- bearded
Confucianist said: “Can I ask Zhenxuan to help you locate the traitor in Tuli? I am willing to fight with my life and die with him!”
The traitorous species must be guarded by the barbarian king, and this move is too difficult.” The
third great scholar with a scar on his face said: “Part of the method of the soul can be traced in reverse, and can be killed from a distance! Do you want to ask for help from the Taoist sect?”
“For help In the Taoist school, it is impossible to move the whole body with one hair, unless it is absolutely necessary!”
“The Zongheng family is the best at attacking the soul in my Confucian school, but unfortunately, the Zongheng school has no outstanding talents since the death of the father.”
“Damn it, if the traitor in that map dares to stand in front of us, he can be decapitated with a word of ‘verbal criticism’!”
“If he really dares to stand in front of us, we have thousands of ways to take his life , but they don’t have the guts.”
At this moment, Xiao Qi quickly walked into the meeting hall with a stack of manuscripts in his hand, and handed them to Han Qingzhu.
Han Qingzhu took the manuscript, took a look at it, and said: “I’ll read it later, let’s talk about it now.”
Xiao Qi whispered a few words to Han Qingzhu, and Han Qingzhu’s eyes lit up: “Really?”
Xiao Qi nodded quickly , Han Qingzhu couldn’t wait to take a closer look.
Seeing Han Qingzhu’s appearance, other great scholars were also curious, and asked Xiao Qi, “Xiao Xiao, what’s the matter?”
Xiao Qi saluted, “It’s Wuhou’s latest “Three Kingdoms”. After transcribing, he fell into a state of meditation, and was accused of being lazy by his colleagues. During the quarrel between the two, the junior actually injured the other party with the power of the soul!”
“The power of the soul? But the vertical and horizontal faction?”
Xiao Qi shook his head: “The cure is “The Analects of Confucius”, Zhongzheng Confucianism!”
Everyone looked at each other, as if they had guessed something.
At this time, the white-bearded scholar came to Han Qingzhu’s side, and took the first page that Han Qingzhu handed over after reading it. The title on it was extremely eye-catching-
“Jiang Boyue surrendered to Kong Ming, Wuxiang Marquis scolded Wang Lang to death”!
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Zhang Bangchang led his disciples to a special high platform, where several witches from Mantian Temple were arranging formations.
Zhang Bangchang took a glance, and asked a handsome man who led him: “Is the Emperor Khan not here?”
The handsome man saluted: “Go back to the map, the Emperor Khan has other important matters, come back later.”
Zhang Bangchang nodded. At this time, a barbarian stepped forward and said coquettishly, “Turi, the formation is finished.”
“Okay!”
Zhang Bangchang walked up to the high platform slowly.
This is the formation specially researched by the Mantian Temple to deal with the human race. Only those people who are harmonious with both heavens can use it.
He wants to tell the human race that humans and barbarians don’t need to confront each other.
Mantian can accept the human race and help the human race to harmonize with the way of the two heavens.
This is the real holy way!
Zhang Bangchang stood in the center of the formation, and the four precious jades outside the formation suddenly lit up, and Zhang Bangchang closed his eyes.
He felt the blood all over his body tumbling and boiling, and there seemed to be a pulling force in the dark. Although his eyes were closed, he seemed to see all kinds of figures appearing below him.
“Is that the feeling of the adult who led me on the way of harmony?”
“I am the sky, what kind of human race, how can I restrict my holy way!”
Zhang Bangchang became inexplicably excited, he fell in love with this feeling.
No one knew that at the beginning, he knew this path of practice through the sound transmission of his blood, resolutely killed the fellow scholar who was also guarding the city, and escaped into the wild world!
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“Human race!”
Xu Ran is an ordinary member of the mighty man. He was mixing feed for his Ben Leiju when suddenly a voice came from his ears. He looked around but didn’t see it. Someone called him. He looked at his comrade, who also seemed to be stunned, looking at Xu Ran with a dazed expression.
“Who’s talking?”
“I don’t know, I heard it too!”
In the Wanrenshan council hall, the excited discussions suddenly stopped, and the scarred Confucian said: “It’s started!”
Han Qingzhu sensed the soldiers Correspondingly, Shen Sheng said: “Covering sixteen cities, nearly a million soldiers!”
At this moment, a majestic righteousness erupted, and when everyone looked around, they saw the white-bearded Confucianist’s face flushed and trembling all over!
“It’s him! It’s him!”
“I recognize this voice!” “Kill my old friend, slaughter half of the city’s soldiers, and flee to the
barbarians!
”
: Zhang, Bang, Chang!”
Woke up late, had a bite to eat, and started writing the next chapter.
I didn’t intentionally break the context, I have to think about this curse word carefully.
In other words, if it is updated on the same day, it will not be called broken chapters (lower BB)
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Don’t tear up the ticket!
Tickets are innocent!
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