The storyteller conferred the gods, but Tongtian actually abolished the holy throne

Chapter 92 Chatting at the wine table, thinking about Confucianism and Taoism, and great things for

The voice sounded, and before anyone arrived, a jar of wine flew over from the door.

Lu Hui stretched out his hand and caught it firmly.

Pull up the stopper of the wine jar, and the aroma of wine overflows.

"Good wine, good wine!"

Lu Hui laughed loudly, waved his hands and there were three more wine bowls in front of him, and he raised his hands to fill them up.

He knew who it was by hearing the voice.

Sanqing was not polite, and sat directly in front of Lu Hui.

After listening to the book for a long time, they also got a clear idea of ​​Lu Hui's character, he doesn't care about trifles.

"Treasurer Lu, I respect you for this bowl!"

As soon as Tong Tian sat down, he couldn't wait to raise his wine bowl and drank down.

Lu Hui looked him up and down.

Today's Tongtian, it can be said that the progress of becoming a saint has reached 99.99℅, and his progress bar is not a certain degree of network disk, it will not be stuck, and it will not be long before he returns to the holy position.

In this case, even if he intends to control it, some holy power will inevitably escape.

Fortunately, this is in the inn, with such a holy prestige, Lu Hui waved his hand and slapped it away.

There was a gleam in Sanqing's eyes, but he didn't say much.

"It seems that you are going to return to the holy position?"

Everyone has already met at the showdown, and it is impossible for Lu Hui to hide and ask directly.

"Yes, I guess it won't be long."

"Before the Conferred God Quantification Tribulation begins, it can be completed."

Fengshen...

Lu Hui did the math, and it was less than six years.

It was really fast, fleeting.

"Okay, since it's Congratulations today, let's bring out more wine, don't be petty."

Lu Hui winked, and Lao Tzu immediately set out a large number of wine jars.

The four chatted and drank, and an hour passed quickly.

"Treasurer Lu, you said that the pattern of contention among a hundred schools of thought has been advanced, is there any hidden danger?"

Pretending to be drunk, Lao Tzu began to ask questions.

"There is a fart hidden danger. The sooner a hundred schools of thought contend, the sooner the mind will be liberated. It will not do any harm to the human race."

"Of course, it may cause some people to be unwell, but that's not a consideration."

Lu Hui was really a little drunk.

Lao Tzu's wine is made of fairy wine, and the inn doesn't help him drink it. He can't handle it with his own cultivation alone.

Sanqing looked at each other again, with joy in his eyes.

Of course they didn't think that Lu Hui would be drunk, they only thought that Lu Hui was reminding them.

"Shopkeeper Lu, what do you think we should do in this round of contention to maximize the potential of contention?"

Lu Hui knocked on the table and downed another bowl of wine.

"Stupid, things like contention among a hundred schools of thought are not for you to squeeze the luck of the human race!"

"If you only want to pay a little profit, you occupy all the luck of the human race, why?"

"Sooner or later, it will be backlashed by the human race!"

"The contention of a hundred schools of thought is a situation that will last forever and have a far-reaching impact until the end of the world."

"Wait until one day, the Great Desolate world can't bear you, and if you leave the Great Desolation, all traces will be erased in the Great Desolation, and the influence of this round of contending among schools of thought will not disappear!"

"Remember..."

"This round must be taken seriously, even if Fengshen fights, it cannot destroy this round!"

"Don't think that this round is enough to get you back to the holy position. You have to plan for future generations, not just this one calamity!"

Lu Hui drank too much, but he was not polite at all.

However, these words caused Sanqing to fall into deep thought.

They did have this idea before.

In their view, it is enough for the contention of a hundred schools of thought to help Tongtian return to the holy position and let them share some of the luck of the human race.

Even, this is a great opportunity that may not be grasped for thousands of years!

You know, how many saints have been born in the countless years since the prehistoric era?

It is already shocking to be able to breed one in this round of contention among a hundred schools of thought!

But now...

Lu Hui actually said that this contention of schools of thought was not only achieved overnight, but even lasted forever. Even if their traces in the prehistoric times were covered up, the influence of the contention of schools of thought would last forever!

"Treasurer Lu, you have been taught!"

"So that's the case, it seems that we were all short-sighted before!"

"After I go back, I must let the disciples of Chanjiao also enter the human race and plan something!"

Sanqing was full of emotion.

Lu Hui's words gave them a new perspective on the contention of a hundred schools of thought!

"Treasurer Lu, in your opinion, what should we do?"

Tong Tian couldn't help but asked again.

"It's up to you how to do it. It's not that I'm arguing among a hundred schools of thought in the human race."

Lu Hui said a word, which made Tongtian smile a little awkwardly.

"But..."

"I think Confucianism and Taoism have great potential."

"Maybe you can use Confucianism and Taoism as the foundation, supplemented by the ways of hundreds of schools, and open up a new way."

Lu recalled many novels he read in his previous life.

Canonize with Confucianism and Taoism, canonize with literature and Taoism, one poem suppresses all ghosts and demons...

If this way can really be achieved, it is undoubtedly the most suitable way for the Eastern Human Race!

At that time, it will be part of Sanqing's benefit.

A large number of human races can also follow the literary path to enhance the overall strength of the human race!

If it can be...

This is also something that Lu Hui did for the human race!
Today's human race is too weak!
In this way, at least the race can be less oppressed by some immortals and Buddhas.

Prevent the human race from becoming the nourishment of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and let the gods and Buddhas in the sky harvest their faith and luck!
"Using Confucianism and Taoism as the foundation, supplemented by the ways of hundreds of schools, open up a new way!"

Sanqing was stunned by this sentence!

How difficult it is to open up a road!
Could it be that there is really such an opportunity for a hundred schools of thought to contend?
In their hearts, their awareness of the importance of this matter has increased by one point.

"Of course, we can't just focus on this matter and forget about conferring gods."

Lu Hui talked about whatever came to his mind.

"According to your current situation, you must be reluctant to become a god when your own disciples kill each other and fight each other to the death on the battlefield."

Sanqing nodded at the same time.

These three people are all protecting their shortcomings, but the way of protecting their shortcomings is different.

For the sake of Duobao, Lao Tzu is willing to separate his avatar to sit in the Heavenly Court and take the place of Duobao to be robbed.

Yuanshi is the most protective of his weaknesses, even at the expense of the saint's face, using the big to bully the small, and personally taking action in the prehistoric.

Tongtian didn't give in, and finally smashed the prehistoric world in a fit of anger, and was imprisoned in Zixiao Palace for an unknown number of years.

The disciples of each family are their treasures.

"So, you have to think carefully about how to let your disciples avoid the Conferred God."

Both are crucial events.

Sanqing is also extremely cautious.

Their time is running out, and arrangements must be made as soon as possible.

The four of them drank the wine for a full day and night before it finally came to an end.

The next day, Sanqing walked out of the inn in good spirits.

The moment they walked out of the inn, the faces of Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi changed at the same time.

"Oops!"

The two exclaimed, and disappeared directly in place!

This is the means of saints, who can reach all places in the prehistoric world instantly with the help of the way of heaven.

Only Tongtian was left behind, a little dazed and surprised.

Even he didn't notice it. It was definitely a major event that only a sage whose soul was entrusted with the way of heaven could notice it, which surprised Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi so much.

The question is, what exactly happened? !

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