People are conferring gods: I have risen from the beginning, I am the White Emperor!

Just when Bai Zhao thought that

Confucius established the religion and became a quasi-sage, it would be over.

The gray-haired old man, hunched over, suddenly looked at the land of Kyushu and the hundreds of millions of people on the land.

He sighed, as if he had made some decision, and said to Bai Zhao:

"One person becomes enlightened, and in the end only one person can be saved."

"Mr. Bai, am I right? Bai

Zhao looked at Confucius. There was a deep meaning in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, after thinking for a moment, Bai Zhao still answered truthfully:

"Confucius, manpower is sometimes scarce. Even if we are quasi-sages, it is not easy to conquer all the human races in the nine states."

"It can't be accomplished without countless calamities."

"Why do we need others to cross?"Confucius smiled. He was no longer like what was recorded in the first half of the Analects. He only agreed with white moves.

Instead, he looked down. The human race who gathered with him to"drive away" the Buddha said in denial. :

"The people of Kyushu have their own character and integrity, so why do they need others to cross over?"

After that, he stood in the void, his robes were windless, and the aura of righteousness spread out like white smoke, almost endlessly, covering the sky of Jiuzhou. When

Bai Zhao saw this, his pupils shrank, and before he could stop him,

Confucius First, he dispersed the foundation of enlightenment, dispersed the quasi-sage magic power, dispersed the newly chopped good corpses, looked at the Jiuzhou human race, his old face contained expectations for future generations, and said:

"Confucius became a quasi-sage for half a day, and together he gained a stone of talent."

"Now distribute seven battles to all sentient beings,"

"Confucius had his own personal interests, so he divided Mr. Bai into two fights and all his disciples into one fight."

"From then on, the people of Jiuzhou had their own character and no need for gods or Buddhas to cross over."

"Everyone can read and make their own way!" After he finished speaking, a bolt of thunder from the blue sky split open the sky, burst into lightning, exploded across the land of Jiuzhou, and awakened hundreds of millions of people in Jiuzhou. Countless talents escaped from Confucius, just as he said , 70% misty like smoke, dispersed into every human race, to open up the human race's spiritual wisdom. 20% talent, like a thick fog, rushed into the sea of ​​Baizhao's knowledge, increased his understanding, and finally turned into a mighty, seemingly The awe-inspiring righteousness from all over the world surges into my heart, gathering countless good thoughts. In an instant, the golden seeds of good thoughts appear in my heart.

""Crack, click, click" opened seven cracks in a row, and a silhouette of a Confucian scholar wearing a blue Confucian running, with a Confucian crown on his head, and a gentle temperament appeared behind Bai Zhao. In an instant, he disappeared into the invisible and entered the seeds of good thoughts.

Seven cracks opened in a row, and the phantom of the good corpse had taken shape, with only two cracks left to be completely cut out.

The other ten percent, like mist of talent, also penetrated into the bodies of the seventy-two Confucius students below, but these The student, however, was not at all happy.

Instead, his eyes were red.

He looked at Confucius who was like a shadow in the air and could disappear at any time. He knelt down and shouted"Master" loudly and painfully.

Bai Zhao looked at Confucius with complicated eyes. , and finally understood what he meant.

Confucius now used his talents to plant Confucian bones for the Jiuzhou human race and pioneered Confucianism.

From then on, the human race in the prehistoric era has an extra path. It does not require talent or fate, just diligence. If you work hard, you can touch the majestic road of the avenue

"You are worthy of being the most holy teacher,"

Bai Zhao sighed with emotion.

Confucius, who was about to disappear, was not sad.

After hearing what Bai Zhao said, he looked at Bai Zhao with a smile and said:

"Don’t be the first teacher in Mr. Bai’s mouth."

"Confucianism and Taoism, Mr. Bai was also Confucius's guide. Seeing

Bai Zhao's confusion,

Confucius smiled and answered:

"Mr. Bai, have you ever remembered that sentence?"

"It’s better to seek help from others than to seek help from yourself?"

It was that sentence that gave him the inspiration to share his talents so that the people of Kyushu could all have their own body to seek. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Listen to this Speaking, clearly understanding the cause and effect, Bai Zhao was silent.

Feeling that he was about to dissipate,

Confucius looked at Bai Zhao and said regretfully:

"After today,"

"Confucius was afraid that he would never be able to discuss knowledge with Mr. Bai again.……"

Before he finished speaking, in Confucius' eyes,

Bai Zhao suddenly changed his outfit. He was wearing a black gold emperor's robe and a black gold black tiger emperor's crown on his head. He held the judge's pen in his left hand and the book of life and death in his right hand.

Infinite Yin Qi gathered around him, boundless. The souls of the dead chant their names,

"Praise to the Great Emperor Beiyin of Fengdu! Confucius was stunned for a moment, and saw

Bai Zhao looking at him with a smile but not a smile and said:

"die?"

"I'm afraid I won't die, Confucius!"

After that, he stretched out his left hand and touched the judge pen in his hand.

Confucius felt that his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

Bai moved quickly, and the judge pen in his left hand captured the true spirit of Confucius.

With a wave of his right sleeve,

Confucius moved the sky. In the middle, Haoran's righteousness, which was as misty as white mist, was all packed up and put into his sleeve.

Looking at the bit of immortal spirit on the tip of the judge's pen,

Bai Zhao sighed:

"Confucius, you are so fast."

In just a blink of an eye, he couldn't even capture the soul.

If it were any slower, he might have to find those two saints to help him fish out the true spirit of Confucius from the river of time.

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Beyond the chaos, in the world of superior clarity,

Tongtian saw this scene with relief in his eyes,

"There is no distinction between education and distinction, there is no distinction between education and distinction."

"Not bad, I have learned five essences."

After saying that, Tongtian looked at Bai Zhao again, with a bit of emotion in his eyes.

During the Great Tribulation of the Gods, Bai Zhao saved a group of Jiejiao Immortals.

Without him, Jin Ling, Sanxiao Zhao Gongming and others would probably have lost their lives. , all of which were undesirable.

In the end, when he was about to go astray when he wanted to practice earth, fire, and feng shui again, he took advantage of him.

If he hadn't done it in vain, his end would have been even worse.

Today. , and rescued one of his new disciples,

"Jie Jiao... I owe you more and more karma."

Tongtian sighed, but he didn't find it troublesome. On the contrary, there was still a smile in his eyes.

"Countless calamities, I have time to repay"

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In the world of Yuqing,

Yuanshi stopped his right hand that wanted to grab someone, and looked at Bai Zhao with the same complicated eyes.

There was no cause and effect between Chan Jiao and Bai Zhao. When Yu Ding and Taiyi acted in the first place, if we really need to look into it carefully, the reasons are indeed untenable. Stop, the only thing that makes him angry is that

Bai Zhao saved the Golden Spirit Mother and let Yun Zhongzi die in vain

"Alas...that's all."

Yuanshi thought for a long time, and finally sighed.

One cause for another effect. Since

Bai Zhao saved Confucius today, this matter will be revealed.

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