Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 658: Bodhi Patriarch: Am I anxious? I am not anxious at all!

Bang!

A series of clear and pleasant sounds rang out, accompanied by several roars of shame and anger.

Sun Wu, Shen Buhai, Wu Zixu, Zou Yan and others felt the burning pain in their palms and buttocks, and their faces turned red with shame.

In the distance, Mingyu looked at them with a smile.

The German sword in his right hand had turned into a ruler at some point.

“Isn’t it a joy to have friends coming from afar?”

What to call?

Shout with a ruler!

Hurry!

Brush, brush, brush!!

Mingyu shook her hand, and the ruler turned into a flash of white light, appearing and disappearing without a trace. Once targeted, there was no way to hide.

Papapapa~~

Even though the disciples were on high alert, the ruler still appeared from an extremely tricky angle and hit their buttocks accurately.

"Kongqiu, you...you..."

Zichan, who was fighting fiercely with Mozi, was hit by Mingyu's ruler without paying attention.

The excruciating pain went straight to his head, and Zichan was completely defeated.

He held up the Xing Ding and blocked Mozi's sword. Then he stared coldly at Mingyu: "Among all the scholars who debated, how could you compare to yours?"

Mingyu smiled in response: "If a child is not taught well, it is the father's fault; if a child is not taught strictly, it is the teacher's fault!"

As soon as the profound meaning of the words came out, the whirring sound of the ruler breaking through the air reached everyone's ears.

Papapapa~~

For some reason, Zichan subconsciously caught it with his hand, and the piercing pain made him grit his teeth.

"If one day one can restrain oneself and return to propriety, the world will return to benevolence!"

Coming again?

The disciples of each family retreated violently.

Zichan suppressed the anger in his heart.

He snorted coldly, turned around and rushed towards Mozi, not wanting to get entangled with Mingyu at all.

The ruler is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting!

I don’t know how Mingyu managed to develop such a thing!

It’s so infuriating!

Outside the Tai Chi diagram, Bai Qi's face trembled, and he was a little glad that he didn't go in.

"You really lack great virtue!"

In the rest area for famous masters, Gongsun Long stared at the clearly visible word "德" on the ruler in Mingyu's right hand, and was too tired to complain.

"My fellow Taoists, please don't run away! Do you think my Confucian etiquette for hospitality is inadequate?"

"No, very thorough!"

"But please stay away from us!"

…

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm a doctor!"

Bian Que, holding his medicine bag, shouted to the dozens of chariots surrounding him, "We doctors save the dying and heal the wounded, and we join the debate with a heart of benevolence!"

"Rescue the dying and the wounded?"

Ziyou, holding a long spear, pointed at the scattered "corpses" beside Bian Que and asked loudly, "Senior, is this what you call saving the dying and healing the wounded?"

Bian Que blushed slightly, and he stiffened his neck and replied, "Of course!"

"I watched these children crouch in the shadows, holding swords, saying nothing, completely black and motionless."

"This is obviously poisoned!"

Bian Que didn't even blink when he lied. He said, "I helped him right away."

"What a pity! These children are so deeply poisoned."

"I save one, and one dies. I help one, and one gets hurt."

Bian Que sighed deeply, "This is really not my fault. You must believe me, I am really saving lives and healing the wounded!"

As for why the people he rescued were either dead or injured, it can only be said that it was a complete coincidence.

Ziyou and others remained silent.

Bian Que saw these Confucian scholars with ferocious looks on their faces, each brandishing a spear or sword, driving their chariots forward, ready to commit evil deeds without recognizing any relatives, so he ran away.

"The world is going downhill, it's really going downhill!"

"Young people nowadays don't even let doctors go!"

While Bian Que was running away, he did not forget to take out the Shennong Ding to protect himself.

A wave of arrows rained down upon him. Listening to the clanking sound behind him, he sighed, "My nephews, why are you so persistent in attacking me?"

"See that? The famous Huizi! Cut him down, cut him down!"

"And then there's Zuo Qiuming from the Shi family. You might not know him, but he has excellent eyesight, so he's always spot-on!"

"Look to the left, look to the left! There's Yun Zhongjun from the Yin-Yang Sect! He has nothing else to rely on, only a broken gourd. If ten of you surround him, how can he escape?"

Bian Que was like carrying a big loudspeaker, shouting all over the world, exposing the location of Huizi and others.

Ziyou's mouth curled up slightly, and he waved his hand into the void.

Immediately, a Mohist came over.

There was a flash of swords and sabers, and Huizi and others ran away cursing.

"roar!"

Qilin steps on auspicious clouds.

A huge golden mace shattered the floating clouds in the sky.

Zeng Shen led his men to leave the team and go to intercept Huizi and others.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry!"

Zeng Shen attacked crazily with the Kirin double maces in hand, using the endless power of the earth, and the order of the five elements transformed and gave birth to each other!

"Good boy!"

Huizi ran for a while, then suddenly turned around, covered the sky with his big hands, and suddenly pressed down.

Wind and clouds gathered in the sky, and thunders of punishment fell one after another, carrying endless murderous intent, wanting to annihilate everything!

"combine!"

Zeng Shen's face was solemn. He changed his offensive and swung the mace in his left hand. The five elements' divine light combined to form a large five-element shield. Thousands of thunders bombarded the shield but could not break it.

The big mace in his right hand smashed hard, shattering the mountains and rivers, passing through the void, and directly hitting Zuo Qiuming!

"well!"

"Young man, you have no moral principles and you are bullying a blind old man like me!"

Zuo Qiuming felt the murderous intent piercing his back, and he flipped his hand and threw out a bamboo slip with a line of small characters engraved on it.

"It's totally unrelated!"

suddenly!

The golden mace suddenly turned and pulled hard into the void.

"Oh my god!" Tian Zifang, who was ready to go, widened his eyes. He shook his body and turned into a three-headed, six-armed creature.

He held five major firearms in his hands, one holding the License to Heaven Seal, one holding the Five Dragon Wheel, one holding the Ten Thousand Crows Pot, one holding the Wanli Qiyunyan, and two Feiyan Swords in both hands.

The loud rumbling sound was heard for thousands of miles.

Tian Zifang transformed himself into thousands of divine fire crows and narrowly avoided the attack.

Huh~~

"Junior brother, be careful!"

Qin Huali shouted in the distance.

He felt a palpitation, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was a fire in his eyes. He threw the Five Dragon Wheel out without thinking.

The true fire burned for thousands of miles, and five huge fire dragons rose into the sky, roaring in all directions.

Brush~

Yun Zhongjun stood above the nine heavens, controlling the wind and clouds. He raised his hand lightly, and billions of clouds and water energy gathered together.

Soon, heavy rain poured down, and the sky was covered with dirt.

The five fire dragons struggled for a moment in the heavy rain before being easily crushed to death by Yun Zhongjun.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The flying sword pierced the air, carrying a strong murderous intent.

Nearly a hundred Mohists drew their swords, and Yun Zhongjun retreated violently.

Tian Zifang took the opportunity to escape.

"Assassination?"

"Then I'll play with you guys!"

Yun Zhongjun looked down at the slit on his chest, and there was some fluctuation in his eyes.

He turned around and disappeared in the rain.

…

Boom boom boom~~

Bian Que raised his hand and summoned the Shennong Ding, and a colorful mist instantly enveloped the Confucian disciples.

Several disciples collapsed silently on the chariots. The unmanned chariots ran wildly, colliding with other chariots, and roars came one after another.

"Disciple, it's now!"

Bian Que looked towards somewhere with a smile, and saw a hazy fairy mist in the sky, rosy clouds rising, and a pair of flawless white hands quickly forming seals. Endless innate laws flowed and continuously converged to form a jade gourd.

When Ziyou saw it, he was shocked: "The gourd of good fortune?!"

He yanked the reins hard and swung them into the air.

Swish!

The long spear cut through the barrier of the void, and a long crack appeared in the sky, stretching endlessly. Blazing white light bloomed in the universe, stretching up and down. The terrifying divine power made the heaven and earth pale in comparison.

Huhu~~

The sea of clouds is rolling, and nature is full of mist.

The brilliant divine light shone, and the cracked sky quickly closed.

Rumble, the jade gourd slowly turned, its bottom up and its mouth facing downwards, an infinite suction force appeared, the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and a huge vortex formed, trying to take Ziyou and others away.

“What a hassle!”

Zai Yu muttered twice, took out the Xuanyuan Sword, and then slashed it across the sky!

when!!

The Shennong Ding descended from the sky, blocking the Xuanyuan Sword.

Bian Que glanced at Zai Yu with a half-smile.

Zai Yu remained calm and raised his hand to strike with another sword.

"Disciple, retreat!"

Bian Que was unwilling to fight, so he said hello to Ling'er and slipped away decisively.

Crash~~~

Xu Xing, who was hanging in the sky, noticed the situation here. The Book of Earth moved without wind. He pointed a few times in the direction of Bian Que, and five sacred mountains appeared out of thin air, imprisoning the void.

Bian Que turned his head and met Xu Xing's eyes.

"snort!"

The red whip slipped out from his sleeve, Bian Que raised his hand and smashed the five sacred mountains into pieces, then rushed towards Xu Xing with murderous intent.

…

On the other side, Zichan and Mozi were fighting each other to a standstill.

The Xing Ding suppressed the sky, and Zichan stood in the air.

His image became taller and taller, as big as the sky. In comparison, Mozi, dressed in black, looked like an ant.

The cold gaze and ruthless judgment, at this moment Zichan was the law itself. He really looked down upon Mozi with the attitude of the sky looking down upon an ant.

"Third brother, the law is ruthless. It's not too late for you to retreat now!"

Mozi responded to Zichan with a sneer.

He shook his head: "Brother, just go ahead and I'll take over!"

"good!"

The sound was like thunder.

A palm suddenly fell down with the force of the sky overturning.

All the lines between the giant palms were forged by legal principles. Now, when they came, they contained millions of miles of space in an instant. The overlapping power of space was extremely heavy, pressing everyone in the battlefield to the point of suffocating their breath.

"The Legalists are truly domineering!"

A light laugh spread in the air, and Mozi's tall and straight body was like a sharp sword.

He raised his hand.

The sword light shot up into the sky, and suddenly split into 129,600 rays!

These sword lights are connected to form tiny formations in numbers of three, six, seven, nine, or twelve.

And numerous tiny formations constitute a more magnificent and terrifying sword formation.

Finally, the layers of sword formations merged into one, like a vast universe, forming a terrifying formation that covered the ten poles.

Rumble!

The formation rotated, sword energy was everywhere, and sword light was flickering.

The legal world and the sword energy universe collided with each other, space shattered , time stagnated, and the killing wave formed by the terrifying energy spread in all directions.

"retreat!"

The few disciples closest to him retreated in a very embarrassed manner.

“Tsk tsk tsk~~”

"Are you two brothers seeking revenge?"

Outside the Tai Chi diagram, a figure with a gaunt face, white hair and beard, and an immortal look appeared on the platform at some point.

Except for a few of his disciples, no one could detect his whereabouts.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you here in the Zhou Dynasty when you are not in Fangcun Mountain to receive blessings?"

"Why, you can't come?"

Patriarch Bodhi said with a smile towards the battlefield in the Tai Chi diagram, "A great battle among hundreds of clans! How could I miss such a lively event?"

Li Er glanced at Bodhi calmly and said, "I've held 'The Debate of Philosophers' many times, but I've never seen you come."

"I'm afraid someone got robbed and can't sit still, so they have to walk around."

"Brother Dao, you see through it but don't say it out loud." When Bodhi Patriarch's thoughts were exposed, the smile on his face suddenly fell: "You are not like the person you used to be!"

Li Er did not answer.

His gaze shifted from Bodhi to the Confucian rest area, where Wukong, with a look of concern on his face, was looking after the Confucian disciples who had been eliminated from the Tai Chi diagram.

"Brother Ziyu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Wukong, you're worried about me. Go check on Junior Brother Nangong."

"Brother Zigao, you are seriously injured. Which kind of music should I use to treat you?"

"Xun, play the Bian Gong sound! What, you haven't learned it before? Well, I can teach you now. You learn anything quickly anyway."

"Wukong, did you see our Gentleman's Shooting just now? Long-range strikes, sweeping the ground with arrows and cannons. This is what you'll do when you encounter a military strategist next time. Never get into a large-scale military formation!"

"Wukong..."

Three thousand Confucian disciples, some are reincarnations of gods, some are experiencing tribulations for the Taoist masters, and some are heroes of humanity...

They gathered under the Master, followed Confucianism and entered Taoism, had lofty ideals, and each had his own strengths.

Wukong traveled around the world with Mingyu and was taken care of by everyone along the way.

All the disciples liked this studious, inquisitive and talented junior brother.

Although most people know that Wukong cannot enter the Confucian school now, everyone is still very concerned about him .

"Wukong, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, are you still going there?"

Tan Tai Mieming suddenly spoke, and the expression of Bodhi Patriarch on the high platform changed, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"Go, why not?"

Wukong scratched his head and smiled: "Master said that if I don't go, the master will be anxious."

Am I anxious?

I'm not in a hurry at all!

Patriarch Bodhi thought to himself, "Mingyu is simply exaggerating!"

Sensing Li Er's half-smile, Patriarch Bodhi lost his composure. He looked away and into the Tai Chi diagram: "Whether you believe it or not, I'm here to observe the Dao."

"Believe it, why not?"

Li Er's tone was calm and without a trace of emotion. He said, "Wukong followed Mingyu around the countries and witnessed the debates among the various philosophers. His horizons and mind were suddenly broadened."

"As a teacher, if you don't secretly come to the Zhou Palace for tutoring and witness the teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought with your own eyes, what will you teach him when the time comes?"

Patriarch Bodhi was almost choked to death by this truth.

What does it mean to take extra classes secretly?

That is observing the Tao!

Guan Dao, do you understand?

For the sake of my apprentice's future, can't I study hard and make progress every day?

[Brother Dao, you have changed, you really have changed! ]

Patriarch Bodhi looked at Li Er with resentment. Why hadn't he noticed before that his elder brother loved to tell the truth so much!

These few words are enough to choke you to death.

Li Er's face was calm, as if he was not the one who had just been arguing with the other person.

"Are you taking him away this time?"

“No!”

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head and said, "I am only here to observe the truth."