The heavens start from Maoshan

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Everything will sublimate life and break the shackles of life.

But Confucianism is different.

Without cultivating one's life, cultivating awe-inspiring aura alone cannot increase one's lifespan. Even if one becomes a sage who rivals a god, his lifespan is only a hundred years. If one wants to break through, the only way to achieve a breakthrough is to reach the state of a sage who is both awe-inspiring in the world.

This is also inevitable.

Be willing to be willing to be willing to be willing to give up.

Beginning to study literature, three years to become a scholar, five years to pass the exam, ten years to enter the Hanlin as a Jinshi, and become a doctorate bachelor.

In Confucianism, there are many scholars who are three or forty years old, and it is not uncommon for great Confucianists to be five or sixty years old, let alone those sages who are seven or eighty years old.

Among Taoists and warriors, three 40-year-old true immortals, five 60-year-old earth immortals, and seven 80-year-old heavenly immortals can scare people to death.

So now many people choose to study part-time.

Of course, concurrent practice is not so good. Zhang Heng has never heard of anyone who practiced several cultivation systems concurrently and could go very far.

The good and bad of Confucianism are equally obvious.

Confucianism, Taoism, and martial arts.

How to choose is still up to you.

My family is poor, so I study Confucianism.

Studying Confucianism is subsidized by the imperial court, knowing the Three-Character Classic, being a child student, you can get discounts on rice and noodles every month, and becoming a scholar can also be a knife and pen official and a clerk.

If fate is good, knowledge is high, and if you win the Juren, then it will be even more extraordinary.

Don't worry about food and clothing for a lifetime, just various tax exemption policies can fatten people to death.

Rich and powerful.

Then practice martial arts, invite a few instructors from the martial arts gym to teach at home, learn by hand, take various tonics, hum, ha, Ada, practice.

After that, the family will be in trouble.

That is also the end of the Erban bridge to cross the ten thousand troops, there is no difference between the left copper and the right iron, the Zhu family built the bridge and the Hong family passed it, but this bridge is a big scale for outsiders.

Further up.

Destined to enter Buddhism and Taoism, fate is hard to join the magic door.

The five systems are different, and Confucianism is advancing rapidly, but the love is deep

not live.

Martial arts rule the roost in the early stage, become fierce in the middle stage, and it is hard to change the decline in the late stage.

Buddhism and Taoism.

Disadvantaged in the early stage, tied in the mid-term, and overtaken in the late stage.

As for the magic door.

Just live in the moment and be happy.

Of course, this is generally the case, and there are some odd numbers that can break the shackles.

But there is not one such person in a billion. The so-called there is no strongest system, only the strongest person, is talking about this kind of person.

"Amitabha..."

"Brother, what shall we do?"

Ji Muli was defeated.

The five elders in purple and one were arrested.

The four big lamas are a bit bad.

"Four juniors."

"Surrender all of you. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. There are guards guarding all directions. The four of you can't make it through. Browser *search *search: choose another day to fly and open the site search to read it"

The old tiger showed mercy: "If you are willing to surrender, I will plead with the adults in the court to let you work under my account in the future. We are also old acquaintances and will not treat you badly."

"Surrender to you?"

"Bah, traitor!"

Upon hearing this.

The four great lamas glared at each other: "We came to help you with good intentions, but you actually set a trap. If it weren't for my Buddha's mercy, you would have died in Beihai back then."

The old tiger shook his head slightly: "It's a lie, it's a lie that I led the troops to the North Sea, it's a lie that I underestimated the enemy and rushed into your ambush, it's a lie, even being trapped by the conversion curse and having to surrender is a lie, everything is a lie, four junior brothers Why bother to be persistent?"

silence...

Surrounded by the guards, the water is tight, and escape is just a joke.

The four lamas looked at each other.

Now the situation is stronger than people, true or false, what is there to argue about.

"what!"

A lama turned his head.

Looking at Zhang Heng standing under the eaves, hugging the little tiger, and watching the play with great interest, his eyes lit up.

"Give it to me!"

The big lama flew up.

If they charge hard, they will definitely not be able to get out. The only thing they will have is the little tiger in Zhang Heng's arms.

He wants to see, this black-hearted tiger doesn't care about his daughter.

No matter what.

First kill the little one with one palm, and then kill him until the sky is dark and the sun and moon are dark.

Ding!

In the sky.

The Punishment King, who was fighting Tang Jian, swung his swords with a halberd and whispered: "You and I are brothers, if we continue to fight, we will not be able to tell the winner within three days and two nights, and your friend, I'm afraid I will wait It won't be that long."

"my friend?"

Tang Jian was taken aback for a moment.

Then he glanced at Zhang Heng, who was thin, small, and indistinguishable from ordinary people, and laughed loudly: "Ji Muli is just famous, and there are many vain people under his great name, so he can't be regarded as real."

Done.

Tang Jian held two swords in his hand and stopped attacking, and said in a masterly manner: "Do you really think that you can fight away?"

If you remember Muli, you will win?Big mistake, there is a more ruthless one. "

@重量书阁…/"I have a book of ghosts and gods"

"More ruthless?"

Under the golden mask of the King of Punishment, there was a slightly raised mouth: "How ruthless?"

Tang Jian smiled without saying a word.

He also saw Ji Muli's strength, so that's it.

Although he is not an opponent, he can do a few tricks if he asks himself.

And the one below.

He has served in the saddle for 30 years, and the more he sees, the more he understands that there are strong hands among the strong, and there are still strong hands in the mountains.

whoosh...

Accompanied by the voice of speech.

Four big lamas rushed towards Zhang Heng one after another, wanting to be fierce.

"act recklessly."

Zhang Heng grabbed it without looking at it.

There was no resistance.

There are no lighting effects either.

Some are just a falling leaf, hovering in the air without moving.

For an instant.

The world seemed to be paused.

In the whole world, only Zhang Heng can move, while everyone else is still.

Swish!

A pair of hands swept across.

Penetrating the Buddha's light, like a net bag for catching cicadas, swept over the heads of the four great lamas.

next second.

Four fingernail-sized translucent villains with dull faces who looked exactly like the Four Great Lamas were dragged out by this big hand.

of course.

This is not a villain, but the soul of the four monks.

The reason why it is so small is that this grasp belongs to the category of spatial supernatural powers, not to mention the human soul, even if an elephant is here, it is no more than the size of a cockroach if it falls on his hand, which is similar to the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddhist sect.

of course.

Zhang Heng is not a Tathagata Buddha, and he doesn't have that much ability. This is just a simple use of space.

But enough.

The four monks in front of me are not Sun Xingzhe, and they can't jump up in his hands.

puff!

Grab lightly.

Grab it casually.

Then there is no more.

pat...

The leaves fall with the wind.

fall to the ground.

Everyone still stood like this, as if nothing happened.