I Built the Xianqin Multiverse Empire

【Ask for flowers, collect!!!!!!!! Give me the motivation to write! 】

He had many speculations about the identity of Donghuang Taiyi, but each time he denied his idea.

He also inquired about the identity of Donghuang Taiyi many times, but each time the answer to him was a black mask and a black robe, and he had never seen his true face, and even his strength was not clear.

Ghost Guzi’s eyes flickered, he felt the hope of breaking through the heavens and people in the Kunlun Mountains, and some people in the direction of Xianyang suspected that they were breaking through to the heavenly people, and he had to make a choice instead.

It is to continue to stay in Kunlun Sacred Mountain to find hope for a breakthrough.

Or go to Xianyang City to see the road that is suspected to be a heavenly man.

After pondering for a long time, Ghost Guzi sighed: “It’s okay, the hope of Kunlun Divine Mountain can’t be given up, I can’t go to the heavenly road of Xianyang City, so let Gai Nie go.” ”

Whoops!

A sharp and piercing scream that resounded through the sky suddenly cut through the sky, and a black shadow that was three feet long was projected on the snow.

Whoops! Whoops!

In the sky, there was a huge bird with wings spread for up to three feet and red feathers landing on Oniyako’s side.

Oniyako reached out and grabbed it, and the snow spread on the ground, and a stone slab rose up from the ground in vain and was grabbed by him in his hand

Whoosh!

Ghost Guzi also pointed to a few lines of writing on the stone slab, and then let the giant bird hold it, and said lightly: “Give this stone slab to Gai Nie.” ”

Whoops!

The giant bird chirped, spread its wings and waved, flew into the air at a height of 100 meters in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared into the field of vision of Oniyako.

…………

In the territory of the State of Qi, Little Sage Zhuang.

An old man wearing a Confucian robe, fairy wind Dao bone, clear figure, and handsome spirit was playing Go, and there was no one else opposite him, it turned out that he was playing chess with himself.

He is none other than the Confucian Xunzi.

Suddenly, Xunzi raised his head with a slight frown, then put down the black chess, slowly got up and walked out the window to look in the direction of Xianyang.

“Celestial people… The way? ”

“Did someone make a celestial being?”

Rao is Xunzi’s heart is extremely peaceful, feeling that this path has been pursued for hundreds of years, and his heart can’t help but stir.

Confucianism is now at the forefront of the strength of the Zhuzi Hundred Families, and it looks very prosperous, but Xunzi is well aware of the hidden dangers.

There are many Confucian disciples, spread across the Six Kingdoms, but there are very few people in the Qin State, because the Qin State emphasizes the law, which is contrary to some Confucian theories and Legalist theories.

But now the Qin State has the strongest national strength, and there is hope of unifying the nine states, once the Qin State unifies the six countries, then where should Confucianism go?

There are only two results.

The first is to cater to the rulers of the Qin State and make changes.

The second is stubbornness and refusal to change, and still insisting on their own, although they have backbone, but they will definitely die.

Xunzi wanted to change this situation, not only because of the Qin state, he keenly felt that Confucianism needed to keep pace with the times, make some changes, and even absorb some theories of Legalism, Taoism, and Mojia.

He did make a change, fusing Confucian theory with Legalism, and later entered Qin, affirming the Qin state’s idea of emphasizing the law, saying that “Qin IV has victory, and the number is not lucky.”

However, at the same time, he also disagreed with the Qin state’s emphasis on criminal law and the strategy of the gentleman of benevolence, saying that “the county is not far away in the name of the king’s meritorious name.”

Although Xunzi’s status in Confucianism was second only to Confucius and Mencius, because his thought contained many Legalist ideas, some Confucians even said that he was not a Confucian.

Xunzi was also confused, and he taught two proud disciples, one Han Fei and one Li Si, both of whom were fans of the Legalist doctrine, and Han Fei even had signs of being a master of the Legalist doctrine.

As a Confucian status second only to Kong Meng, Xunzi actually taught two Legalist disciples, which made his voice much louder in secret.

The Confucian ship is too old and too big, and it is too difficult to turn the rudder, but if it does not turn the rudder, it is likely to hit the iceberg, and the ship will be wrecked and killed

“If I can achieve heavenly beings, I may still be able to support Confucianism for a hundred years, and if I cannot achieve heavenly beings, at most twenty years, I will sit down.”

Xunzi sighed secretly, he was not too old, he was only over seventy, according to the life of the Great Master, if there were no accidents, he could live at least one hundred and twenty years.

Don’t look at him at this time with a peaceful temperament, when he was young, his sex was as hot as fire, and he liked to fight with people, so he left many dark wounds in his body, which accumulated into a lot, even his cultivation at this time could not be repaired.

“The Mystery of Heaven and Man…”

The hands under Xunzi’s sleeves clenched into fists slightly, and his eyes contained confusion, unwillingness, and longing.

If he was young, he would have rushed to Xianyang without thinking about it, but at this time, he was over seventy, and there were many dark wounds accumulated in his body, and he had the bonds of Confucianism, and he no longer had the decisiveness of his youth.

At this time, he was just surviving, staying in the small sage village, playing chess with himself every day, and supporting the somewhat rotten ship of Confucianism to move forward.

“If Confucianism can give birth to a great master, I can go with peace of mind.”

Xunzi slowly turned his head and sat down, pinched a sunspot with his fingers, and his faint sigh came from the bamboo house.

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Xianyang City, Yin-Yang Palace.

At the highest place of the Star Picking Pavilion, Donghuangtai stood at the highest place with his hands in his hands, looking at the stars in the sky dome.

The legend of the Yin-Yang family originated from the Taoist family five hundred years ago, when the sword went off the beaten edge, forming its own faction, pursuing the limits of heaven and man, and at that time the Spring and Autumn era had just begun.

Except for the Yin-Yang family, no one knows how many leaders the Yin-Yang family has experienced so far.

Because the leaders of each generation of the Yin-Yang family call themselves Donghuang Taiyi, no matter what name they called before they succeeded to the head of the Yin-Yang family, they would abandon their previous names after taking the throne, and from then on they would be called Donghuang Taiyi.

They wear masks all year round, wear black robes, and are mysterious.

Under the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, there is the Dongjun, and the left and right protectors of the Luna and Star Gods.