Win and defeat are feedback. The power of [Ladder to the Sky] allows Jiang Wang to jump out of time and trace the past, repairing the shortcomings of the past,

Naturally, it has also sublimated the present.

This is Mr. Zi's detachment and the reason why this battle cannot be seen. Although he can no longer take that step, he is also cherished and cherished.

But Jiang Wang has to share.

He said on the watch river platform, "Those who know me are all behind me," but in fact, most of the people who stand behind him love him more.

But Mr. Zi has been with him for his life, and now he says, "The Tao does not act alone."

Just as Jiang Wang himself said, he never expected that when he did the right thing, someone supported and some recognized him. But in this support and this recognition came in such a heavy way, he still drew a lot of strength from it.

He lowered his eyes slightly: "When Mr. said this - he no longer realizes that the star man is far away."

Mr. Zi waved his hand: "You Taixu Pavilion often use voting to decide on the implementation of proposals. This is also the vote I have voted for myself and the world I want."

"I personally hope this world is a little gentler. Even if some people are forced to be gentle by the sword's edge, they are better than him being unscrupulous."

"It is better to seek fame than to be full of evil."

"A hypocrite is better than a real villain."

"Everyone is doing things on the table, and he will be somewhat decent. If those heroes pay attention to their appearance, the sentient beings will not be so bloody."

"If you do bad things, you have to wait until dark, which is always beneficial to the world."

"I hope that those who do these things can go further. Whether it is the semi-dead selfless demon or the disabled Confucian saint, they all like to bask in the sun."

Mr. Zi spread his hands apart, his sleeves floated away, and he divided a set of tea sets in front of him: "Drink tea?"

Jiang Wang sat down opposite him and held his knees and bowed: "I was taught by my late child."

Mr. Zi gathered water vapor, picked tree buds, and slowly soaked tea: "Jiang must have a question. Since I support you in erecting the Day Monument, why did I not do this for so many years before you?"

"I have no doubts." Jiang Wang shook his head: "The road in the world is not just the one that Jiang Wang does. This is what I want to do. No one asks me, and I am not forced by anyone. I will not think about why it is me."

"In recent years, I studied the classics of hundreds of schools of thought and found that the knowledge spread throughout the world was different, and what I wanted was a way to save the world.

The roads are different, but there are common features: punishing evil and promoting good, which benefits the world.

He said seriously: "It is a great merit to chasing humans and demons when swords are used to chase humans and demons. Only those who are young and have shallow knowledge can only lift swords. The gentleman is highly respected and cannot blame more."

Mr. Zi looked at him deeply: "I should have followed Lu Shuanghe's life and the Seven Killings were heard, and I went to Fengxi Town to follow him. Unfortunately, these legs are not good enough - I can't live without this Wenhua Tree Platform."

It sounds like he and Lu Shuanghe have a story.

Jiang Wang didn't ask.

People like Lu Shuanghe have no connection with him in any conspiracy because he doesn't care.

The ultimate seeker of the Tao does not gain the truth in the world but in the world. He has broken everything and can move forward. This also makes him trapped in the rest of his life in front of things that cannot be broken.

So Xiang Fengqi drifted across the night sky like a meteor, which made him sleepy for so many years.

If you hold on to the truth, everything will not linger.

"I believe that different choices create our lives. Jiang Wang was not born like this. If I had not met those brilliant people and things, I might not have been able to see the sky today."

Jiang Wang held his knees and looked at the rolling literary spirit of the sky, and paused: "I feel very lucky. I have received a lot of love and care."

"It takes more than courage to put the sun monument on the river viewing platform." Mr. Zi sat upright, as if the broken 100,000-year-old pine: "You said you don't blame me, but I want to blame myself."

"I sit in this position, enjoying this reputation, and getting so much support, that I should do something that young people don't have to work so hard. I should do more and better."

"But-but!"

"The wise men said, 'I will shrink back on my own, even if there are thousands of people, I will go there.'

After he made the tea, he pushed it with his index finger, and slowly delivered it forward, as if a person was walking forward.

But he stopped: "There are millions of people behind me, and I have to remember the hearts of millions of people, but I will lose my courage and cannot spend it all."

The teacup hangs in the air, and it is still some distance away from Jiang Wang.

He stood up and moved forward, and took the tea: "In life, everyone is nothing more than doing their own efforts, and they will never leave the crowd. I will just walk forward when I send it here, sir."

He lifted up the tea lid and drank it all in one go.

The tea has been drunk and the sword has been fought.

Now it's time to talk about the suspicion of the god hero.

In fact, before coming to Shushan, Jiang Wang had already believed that Zhao Hongyi should not be a god.

Confucianism has always advocated "hiding each other with relatives", so in this kind of thing, Shushan is not as convincing as the Three Suppression Palace.

Everyone seems to think that it is not very strange that Shushan protects Zhao Hongyi.

But after the incident at Qinkuo Academy, Mr. Zi had already changed his courtesy and said, "I am not in a bad way to be punished."

This is the etiquette that contemporary Confucian scholars follow.

So if Zhao Hongyi was really a hero, Mr. Zi would not protect him today. Otherwise, it would violate the "ritual" followed by Shushan, which is a major blow to contemporary Confucianism!

If you talk about interests, this is the fundamental interest of Confucianism. If you talk about virtue, what the gods do after releasing [Kissari] also violates the Confucianism's consistent moral pursuit.

Mr. Zi picked up the cup of tea he made for himself and gently pressed the tea with the cover. The sound was also slow, as if he was worried and disturbed the fragrance of tea: "This 100,000-year-old green pine has a life of more than 100,000 years. But it dies and will no longer sprout. Drink one cup of tea brewed with the buds of this tree. Even if there is a long accumulation of time, it will be time to dry up. How about Jiang Jun drinking it?"

Jiang Wang honestly responded: "I am absent-minded and can't tell the taste."

"It's not a free time, there is no good drink! Well." Mr. Zi put down the teacup and sighed softly, as if he regretted that the leisure time had passed.

Then he became a little serious: "Emperor Song was indeed seriously injured and needed treatment here. He had to wait for the fetal awakening in three years. He could not answer any of your questions now, nor could he defend himself."

He shook his head: "Of course I understand that Emperor Song is already erected, and Song State has its own ministers and ministers to govern the country. As long as Shushan sends a top to his peak, he can replace his power and will not lose his national affairs. Therefore, his current injury is more like escaping to a certain extent. Shushan keeps him on the tree platform, and it is difficult to escape the suspicion of shelter."

Jiang Wang just looked at him: "Then, the gentleman said he wanted to tell me the suspicion of the god hero - how do you plan to tell me?"

Mr. Zi looked at him calmly: "It's very simple. I know who the god is. So I'm sure Emperor Song is not a god. Naturally, he, the righteous emperor, should not be scrutinized."

Although this sound is light, it is like thunder.

At this time, there is no one in the world, only the two of them.

Although there are people watching the battle outside the tree tower, there is no way to spread the word in the rings of the year, and no matter how to leak it.

No matter what they say or what happens. As long as they don’t speak, the outside world will have no way to know.

This sentence can extend too many possibilities.

Jiang Wang didn't doubt it, so he settled down a little, and asked, "When did sir know?"

Mr. Zi looked at him and it was no longer different from that he could always catch the key point: "If you just guess, it may be a few years. If you confirm it, it will not be long."

"So who is the god hero?" Jiang Wang asked.

Mr. Zi sat there calmly, with a subtle expression: "Jingguo has actually touched the answer. But they cannot get the final certification - because I did not cooperate."

Jiang Wangran was surprised: "You mean—"

"The answer is actually still in the Buddha's Heavenly Deed."

Mr. Zi turned his head slightly and stirred up the sea of ​​clouds with his hands. His posture was a little relaxed, but his expression was a little sad: "After the great disaster of destroying Buddha,

The Hanging Temple worships 365 pieces of the World Honored One's Heavenly Deeds. Their World Honored One's Heavenly Deeds are just like the tree bud tea I am drinking, and they also use a little less. Only when living water can it be inexhaustible. Once people stop moving forward, they will inevitably rot and cause sores."

"The Hanging Temple has detailed records about the use of each Buddha's Heavenly Deed. Events are true and the writing is true, which can withstand the review of historians. After the immersion of time, the weight of time is stacked. When it comes to the presidency of the grief, there are still 17 Buddha's Heavenly Deeds left, and now there are still 17 cards left. Nothing is wrong with the abbot's words."

"The problem is that in those consumed Buddha Heavenly Deeds, two of them were used to stop evil and consume, but he actually only used one."

Jiang Wang was speechless for a moment!

During the last trip to Hanging Temple, the Nan Tianshi and King Pu of Jingguo jointly oppressed each other, ending with a miserable abbot demonstrating his saint-level strength.

At that time, as a witness, he verified the authenticity of only seventeen Buddhas left in Hanging Temple. Zhong Xuanyin, who was not yet at the top of historians, verified the classics and history of Hanging Temple.

There is indeed no problem with their verification, and the problem lies in the history earlier!

The World Honored Heavenly Deeds used in Tianjing City was prepared many years ago and washed away the origin, without any secret library of the Hanging Temple.

Looking back, is Ying Jianghong and Ji Xuanzhen’s retreat at that time really because they have verified their innocence to stop evil?

Or the two holy-level combat powers that were exposed after their hard work and the inevitable holy-level methods that the Hanging Temple had already exceeded Jing Guo’s expectations for that action.

It is not in the interests of Jingguo to deal with such a suspended temple.

That's why they chose a relatively decent way to retreat?

Jiang Wang didn't know.

Many surging things were just unknown at that time.

"Is there any way to prove sir?" Jiang Wang asked.

The influence of accusing the evil Zen Master as a god hero is no less than that of identifying the Emperor Song. I think Mr. Zi will not be the same as Emperor Li, only suspicion but no evidence.

"Five hundred and eighty-seven years ago, there was a monk named "Zhi Xiang" in the Hangkong Temple who cultivated the lost Nirvana Golden Wheel, and attained the Zen body of Jihehe. He was known as the largest Bodhisattva in the Hangkong Temple in hundreds of generations, and had the atmosphere of becoming a Buddha."

Mr. Zi had a childlike stirring in the sea of ​​clouds with one hand, but it brought out the long-standing history: "But somehow, when he was swimming across the void of the universe and induced the light of thunder to forge his body, he accidentally entered the medicine garden of Zixu Zhenjun Sect Dezhen, who was hiding in the sky outside the sky [Yuxu Garden], one by one, Hanging Temple said it was a mistake, and Yujing Mountain said it was a steal. This lawsuit is no longer clear."

"This triggered a great war. Zhixiang was broken and Nirvana's golden wheel collapsed, and Jihe Zen body collapsed. He only hung his breath and returned to the Hangkong Temple. It is generally believed that Zong Dezhen deliberately kept his breath and gave Hangkong Temple a warning."

Zong Dezhen had already died in a hurry because of an unexpected encounter. Of course, it was an accident for him.
To be continued...