Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

The Forty-eight Islands of Taihu Lake are one of the three holy places of Confucianism and Taoism, with the sound of reading and the spirit of righteousness as strong as a dragon.

Suddenly, a sea of ​​flowers came from the north, covering the sky and quickly flying over Taihu Lake.

A rainbow appeared out of nowhere, hanging across the sky, petals were falling, fairy music was playing, and four fairies dressed in colorful ribbons were carrying a sedan chair woven with flowers and gracefully descended.

"The eldest disciple of Taishan Academy Master, Bixia Yuanjun has arrived!"

At this moment, Taixuan Confucian Master was writing a book at his desk. A partially written scripture was spread out. He wielded his pen like flowing water, leaving large, graceful characters on it.

“He who exerts his heart knows his nature. If he knows his nature, he knows heaven. He who preserves his heart knows only because.”

Each character has a unique Taoist charm. After being written, the characters have a soul. Lightning explodes in the study, and the character transcends the tribulation in an instant. After transforming into a human form, it re-enters the scriptures.

After hearing the fairy's message, Taixuan Confucian Master paused, rolled up the scriptures, put away his magic pen, straightened his clothes and appearance, and left the study.

He is the disciple of Qianqiu Rujun and the grandson of Taishan Temple Master. In fact, Bixia Yuanjun is his uncle.

However, after the destruction of Taishan Academy, Haoqi Rujun entered the devil's way, and Bixia Yuanjun entered the immortal way. He could recognize this uncle if he wanted to, and it didn't matter if he didn't want to.

He is not a pedantic scholar. He has come to where he is today as a casual cultivator. His temperament is similar to that of Fang Yang and Hong Zhou.

He has the support of the Zhenkong Alliance behind him, so he doesn't need to be afraid of anyone, let alone pay attention to gossip.

"Daoist Bixia has come from afar, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person!"

Taixuan Rujun walked out of the Tianshu Palace and personally greeted Bixia Yuanjun, which was considered to be giving Bixia Yuanjun enough face.

Upon hearing this, Bixia Yuanjun just smiled slightly and didn't care about anything.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Taixuan. Since I have left Confucianism, I will no longer have any thoughts about the position of the head of Confucianism. Fellow Daoist, you should know that I don't even take the founder of Confucianism seriously."

She thought that Taixuan Confucian Master was afraid that the position of the head of Confucianism would fall to someone else, so he didn't recognize her as his uncle. However, she underestimated Taixuan Confucian Master.

Taixuan Confucian Master has cultivated to such an extent that he has no obsession with the ancestor of Confucianism. The Confucianism of the ancestor of Confucianism is not the Confucianism in his mind.

Fang Yang’s establishment of a new magic path gave Taixuan Rujun an inspiration.

He did not want to lead the old Confucianism, he wanted to create a new Confucianism, and he himself was the master of the new Confucianism.

Taixuan Rujun did not acknowledge Bixia Yuanjun's identity for any reason, he simply did not want to acknowledge it.

He already had a troublesome teacher and five troublesome senior brothers, and he couldn't handle it if there were another group of fellow students.

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

Taixuan Rujun did not comment on what Bixia Yuanjun said.

Bixia Yuanjun saw that Taixuan Rujun's demeanor was even greater than that of his teacher, and she was very impressed by Fang Yang and Hong Zhou's vision.

When Fang Yang and his companions formed an alliance in the Yangtze River Water Palace, the powerful people in the Pangu Alliance unanimously believed that Fang Yang and his companions were just playing house. No one had expected that the small alliance formed by a group of casual cultivators would grow to what it is today.

"Recently, a major event has occurred in the Confucian community. Do you know about it, fellow Taoist?"

"I don't know."

Taixuan Rujun really didn't know that ever since Confucianism and Taoism helped the human race in the human world, he had drawn a clear line with the Confucian world. Not only did he move away from the Confucian world, he also returned his only innate spiritual treasure, the Spring and Autumn History Pen, to Confucianism and Taoism.

Fang Yang tried his best to compensate Taixuan Confucian Lord for his action. He compiled all the Confucian and Taoist classics in Zhenkong's hometown into a book and gave it to Taixuan Confucian Lord.

After Taixuan Rujun obtained those classics, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he even caught up with his teacher.

However, Bixia Yuanjun's sudden arrival and her questions gave Taixuan Rujun a bad feeling.

He was about to use his Taoist magic to calculate the secrets of heaven, but Bixia Yuanjun said, "Daoyou, there is no need to calculate. The founder of Confucianism and Taoism issued an order in Confucianism and Taoism, allowing Confucian and Taoist disciples to stir up trouble in the human world. This decision triggered strong opposition from Junior Brother Qianqiu. Now, he and his five disciples have been suppressed by the founder of Confucianism and Taoism."

"Is there such a thing?"

Taixuan Rujun's face changed slightly. Whether it was the order given by the founder of Confucianism or the situation of Qianqiu Rujun and others, he couldn't help but feel frightened.

Bixia Yuanjun would not lie to him. This could not fool him. The intelligence network of the Vacuum Alliance was everywhere. Not to mention the Confucian world, even the human world and the Asura world had the Vacuum Alliance's spies.

For such things, even if he couldn't figure out the secret, he could still find out through the intelligence network.

"The founder of Confucianism and Taoism sent the noble Confucian Lord to infiltrate the Wusheng Sect and steal the fortune of the Wusheng Sect. He has no future in the prehistoric world. I think he should want to join the forces in the chaos, so he went crazy before leaving."

Bixia Yuanjun's tone was full of regret. Confucianism and Taoism could have risen.

With her, with Taixuan Confucian Lord, Confucianism and Taoism are all related to Pangu League and Wushengjiao. As long as they are used well, it will not be a problem for the ancestor of Confucianism and Taoism to achieve enlightenment and become a saint.

Unfortunately, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism had so many options to choose from, but chose a dead end.

If he had not joined the human race in the first place, when Fang Yang became the spokesperson for humanity, he would have had a great chance of becoming a saint of humanity.

If he had not allowed the Demon Lord Haoqi to steal the fortune of the Wusheng Sect, the Wusheng Sect would still have turned a blind eye to Confucianism and Taoism.

However, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism made mistakes one after another and ruined all his opportunities.

"He stole the luck of the Wusheng Sect. Is he crazy?"

Taixuan Rujun felt that he had heard a fairy tale and that Bixia Yuanjun was simply joking.

Fang Yang's style of doing things can be seen from the fact that he calls himself the Demon Ancestor. Anyone who betrays him will surely suffer a miserable end.

Bixia Yuanjun shook her head: "They are crazy. When the immortal army was approaching and Confucianism was on the verge of collapse, the gentlemen of Confucianism were still fighting for the position of the ancestor of Confucianism. In their eyes, there is only profit. As long as the profit is enough, they dare to pluck Pangu's leg hair."

"The Queen Mother Hou Tu told me that the Master Wusheng would definitely destroy Confucianism. I have some affinity with Confucianism and I don't want to see it destroyed. That's why I came here to find you, and ask you to find a way for Confucianism to survive."

She looked at Taixuan Rujun with hope, hoping that Taixuan Rujun would give Confucianism a glimmer of hope for the sake of his master.

Taixuan Rujun smiled faintly and shook his head firmly: "I cherish my friendship with Fellow Daoist Fang Yang very much. In this matter, not helping either side is the greatest limit I can do. Besides, I am powerless. In the past, Zhujiang Shuijun once pleaded for Xuanwu Saint, what was the result?"

Bixia Yuanjun was stunned when she heard this, and she couldn't say anything to accuse him. She had to settle for the next best thing: "At least, your teacher and senior brothers are innocent, and they don't deserve to die."

When Taixuan Rujun heard these words, he felt no emotion at all.

He looked directly at Bixia Yuanjun with a calm look: "There is no need for me to plead for this. I will not let down Daoist Fang Yang, and Daoist Fang Yang will never let me down."

Bixia Yuanjun was shocked by Taixuan Rujun's words. She could not have imagined that the cohesion within the Zhenkong League was so high.

Such an alliance is a thousand times stronger than the fragmented Pangu Alliance.