The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 734 The background of each religion, the dark turmoil in the future!

The End of the World!

Bu Linfeng’s eyes were hollow, he staggered back a few steps, his legs softened, and he almost slumped on the ground.

“How is it possible? How could this be?!”

“That’s a ninth-rank hymn, it’s a chapter?! What a joke!”

Bu Feihua’s “Baiyue·Su Shenfu” has broken Bu Linfeng’s cognition of Taixue Dao.

Yashou Yanhui, the head of the Confucian sub-sage, has only produced five nine-class hymns in his life, and Shi Zhichang, the number one poem, has only five.

The steps are extraordinary, but seven steps into a poem, the nine-grade hymn!

It took three years to walk into the wind, and for three whole years, I read all the poems of Taixue. The poems he wrote, but the sixth-rank fairy poems, have made him proud.

But Bu Linfeng’s appearance completely shattered all Bu Linfeng’s pride.

“Hey!”

Shi Zhichang sighed as he watched the desperate step Linfeng.

The step is extraordinary. Since the battle of Liupo Mountain in the East China Sea, it has been famous and fame. After the battle of Jiuxiao Mountain, no one in this world knows it.

A few days ago, a song “Ambush on Ten Sides” suppressed the 100,000 heavenly soldiers of the East Heaven Court, and killed Li Jing, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, and fled.

His talent, his fighting power, and his state of mind are definitely not comparable to one step in the wind.

Shi Zhichang had already noticed that Bu Linfeng was completely abolished. Even if he learned too much and didn’t aim at him, he would not be able to get out of the Heart’s Demon, the extraordinary Heart’s Demon, and couldn’t pass the hurdle in his heart.

“Bushou Master, this is the Dimensional Sumeru Ring, you take it!”

Shi Zhichang gave the Dimensional Sumeru Ring cherished to Bu Feihua.

Bu Feihua looked at the bright light in his hand, his mind was agitated.

With the Dimensional Sumeru Ring, he can start the ‘transformation of the mortal’ plan, transform himself into a mortal, experience the mortal Samsara, feel the seven emotions and six desires in the world, and temper his character.

After that, in Transcends Tribulation, even if it was Quasi-Holy Tribulation, Bu Feihua could calmly deal with Heart’s Demon.

“Brother Shi, when I see you today, it’s also a fate for you and me. It’s better to have a few drinks, I still have something to ask!”

“It’s so good!”

Shi Zhichang was very excited. He ordered the book boy to take care of Bu Linfeng, and then left with Bu Feifan and Zhao Ling’er.

Lin Tiannan also left with Lin Yueru, Liu Mang did not stay any longer, greeted Liu Jinjie, and returned to Liu Mansion.

Tianyahaige, there will be an all-night banquet, thousands of Taixue, enjoy the rich flavors of mountains and seas, drink sake, and each other are talking about extraordinary steps.

It can be said that Bu Fei’s reputation in Taixue will rise to a higher level from tomorrow.

And his three poems, “Plum Blossom”, “Dongxue·Biejun”, and “Baiyue·Su Shenfu”, will also be circulated in the prehistoric world.

This banquet did not belong to Bu Linfeng, he was desperate, did not let the book boy accompany him, and walked out of the Tianyahai Pavilion alone.

It was late, and no inn was open for business. For this reason, Shi Zhichang took Bu Feifan and Zhao Ling’er to Own Residence, an elegant mansion.

He instructed his servants to prepare food and drinks, and then Shi Zhichang invited Bu Feifan and Zhao Ling’er to a seat.

As the first person in poetry, Shi Zhichang can naturally communicate with Bu Feihua.

The two exchanged cups, talked about Taixue, talked about poetry, and also discussed some possible future development directions of the Eight Ways of Confucianism.

In short, this banquet was a great way to drink and talk.

“Brother Shi, there is a problem next, which has been troubled for a long time, and I hope you can help me solve the puzzle!”

“First teacher please!”

Shi Zhichang’s old face was slightly drunk, and he was sitting in distress after hearing the words, and he could see that he was very interested in the problems that could plague Bu Huan.

“I don’t know if we are too educated, can someone make a Heavenly Dao-level poem?!”

Bu Feifei wanted to confirm whether the poems together were really the same as the realm of the monk and the buddha.

In the prehistoric world, there is such a rule that all souls know, that is the power of the quasi-sage Realm, even if it is the quasi-sage king, even if it burns three souls and seven souls, it is impossible to burn the spirit of the whole body. Breakthrough shackles, exert the power of Sage level.

What Bu Feifei wanted to know was whether the poetry, whether it was a sage, was absolutely impossible to make a Heavenly Dao-level poetry.

“Tai Xue naturally someone made a Heavenly Dao-level poem, that is Kong Sage, and Yan Hui!”

“Kong Sage made three Heavenly Dao-level poems. As far as I know, there are three poems that the teacher hasn’t taken out. There should be more poems. But Brother Yan Hui made one. As for me, it’s half a poem!”

“That year I just advanced to the sub-sage, and my mood was extremely unstable, so I turned into an ordinary scholar and traveled through the world!”

“I have seen too much suffering in the world, and I feel a little bit about it. I only wrote half a poem, and it is already a ninth-rank hymn. If the latter half is being made, it should reach the Heavenly Dao level!”

Bu Feifan took a sip of wine and felt something.

It seems that a poem is not a Heavenly Dao poem, only Sage can do it.

Yan Hui’s talent is no problem in sweeping this era. He used the Ashen King to make a Heavenly Dao-level poem that, logically speaking, can only be made by Taixue Dao Sage.

This is the most essential difference between Taixue and Taoism and Zen!

If you make a Heavenly Dao-level poem, you can borrow the power of Sage, which is quite terrifying.

As for the monks and Buddhists, including Demon Cultivators, the quasi-saint king, even if you burn the soul, you will never get the power of Sage.

‘At present, the most important thing is to transfer the saint-level poem, Ascension to Heavenly Dao level, so that I can borrow the power of Sage, even if I encounter half-step Sage, I have the power to fight! ’

Bu Fei has a kind of intuition and is very strong, that is, the three religions of Zen and Taoism, including Heaven Court in the East and Heaven Court in the South, still have hole cards.

What’s more, in the future, all worlds will be unified, and the era of great dark turmoil will begin. Half a step Sage dare not run all over the street, but there are definitely a lot of them.

The step is extraordinary, you have to have the ability to protect yourself, and even defeat the half-step Sage.

It’s just that if you want to upgrade the saint-level poetry, you can only find an apprentice approved by the system. It’s too difficult!

You can only take one step and see one step!

Bu Feihua and Shi Zhichang, there is a feeling of hatred when they meet each other, and the two of them drink until the third watch before stopping.

Shi Zhichang sent Bu Feifan and Zhao Ling’er to Rujia Inn in person, and then turned back.

He was a little bit drunk in his drunken step, and he was helped by Zhao Ling’er and returned to the room.

With the Cultivation Base of Realm, the extraordinary great scholar, no matter how much alcohol he drinks, he will not get drunk, but he did not deliberately let the spirit of the body dispel the alcohol, but like a mortal, experience the feeling of turning around the world.

After stepping onto the bed, Zhao Ling’er looked at her father-in-law, her peachy eyes contained a lot of things, a bit hesitant to say something.