The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2080 The Holy Path Gathers

It wasn't until the Voice of the Holy Way appeared that the Left Prime Minister understood why Liu Shan was so angry.

There is a river flowing outside the palace, running through the capital from west to east. The west is gold, so it is called Jinshui River.

Opposite the main entrance of the palace is the Jinshui River, and now, a ten-foot-high dragon gate appears in the river.

The Jinshui River boiled instantly, and all the water tribes swam desperately towards the dragon gate.

The sacred sound leads to the dragon's gate, and thousands of fish jump in competition.

Thick thunderclouds originally gathered in the sky, and slowly absorbed the power between heaven and earth related to the "Book of Filial Piety" and Yasheng Zengzi, but now the sound of the holy way has not only strengthened the effect of "Two Gifts to the Willow Mountain Farewell Old Mother", but also strengthened the The effect of the previous "One Gift from Liushan Ciwu Cry".

The sound of the holy way formed by "filial piety comes first among all good deeds, no deeds in the heart, no filial son in a poor family" resonated between heaven and earth, and the power left by Zeng Zi in heaven and earth quickly gathered directly above the capital.

Slowly, a vast and majestic atmosphere gathered over the capital. No one could see what was above the dark clouds, but everyone felt as if there was a saint standing high in the sky, a semi-saint condensed from the way of filial piety.

People inside and outside the capital, regardless of gender, old or young, all looked up at the sky and sighed with emotion.

The poem "Two Farewells to Old Mother in Willow Mountain" is very well written, making up for the lack of talent in the first poem, adding a strange sadness and even anger to the power of filial piety in the sky, making the thunder in the dark clouds thicker.

The leftist party members looked at Fang Yun with despair. Fang Yun's move was too clever. He took one step at a time and did not give Liu Shan any chance.

Nowadays, the power of the Holy Way in the sky is highly condensed. As long as you add more strength, it is possible to form a substantial power of the Holy Way. By then, whether it triggers the projection of the "Book of Filial Piety" to punish Liu Shan, or gives birth to Zeng Zi's thoughts, Liushan will inevitably become the Holy Way. Totally destroyed.

Only Zong Sheng in the world can save Liu Shan, but that also means that Zong Sheng will pay a huge price.

The leftist party members were extremely conflicted at the moment. They obviously hoped that Zong Sheng would take action, but they were also afraid that Zong Sheng would pay too much and hurt themselves. But if Zong Sheng didn't take action, then if Liushan couldn't hold on, his future would be ruined. In the event of mourning, the Left Prime Minister Party will be completely destroyed.

Some people noticed that Liu Shan's right hand moved slightly, but it did not cause any changes. They guessed that Liu Shan tried to use the power of the Executor to resolve it but failed.

Some great scholars looked at Liushan coldly. Although the Zongsheng granted Liushan the status of a Taoist, the power of the Taoist has many limitations. He can attack enemies that threaten his life, but he cannot compete with the power of human filial piety at this moment, let alone in Wenbi. Breaking the rules.

It was a gift poem from Liushan himself who promised to take over Fang Yun!

"Okay."

Fang Yun stopped asking Liu Shan, stretched out his hand and flicked the paper, and the paper flew towards Liu Shan.

Everyone looked at the paper again. They felt the same as before. This poem page also looked like a mountain peak, and it was larger than the previous mountain peak.

Liushan clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his face was sallow. He stretched out his arms and let the second poem page fall on the first one.

This time, everyone could clearly see that Liushan's arms dropped heavily by two inches, so that his body shook slightly and he almost fell down due to instability in his standing.

Liu Shan's breathing became heavy, and his arms seemed to be holding two mountain peaks instead of two pieces of paper.

His legs were slightly bent.

The arrogant Liu Xiang, the arrogant Liu Shan, the extremely powerful Zongsheng disciple, and the great bachelor of the Miscellaneous Family could no longer stand up straight.

Liushan's legs were bent, but his neck was straight and his head was still held high.

"Mr. Liu..."

Several officials who had been following Liu Shan had red eyes and almost cried.

They had never seen Liu Shan so aggrieved. At this moment, it was even more embarrassing than taking off Fang Yun's boots.

That was a willingness to admit defeat, but this time, it was like an old dog in its twilight years.

At this moment, Liu Shan's eyes were extremely calm. Everyone could see the unrivaled will in his eyes, as if no one in the world could knock him down.

The legs are bent and the body is straight, the hands are hanging down and the head is high.

Fang Yun smiled indifferently, nodded slightly, and said: "Mr. Liu has such a good spirit, Fang admires it. So, do you dare to take the third song?"

Everyone looked at Liushan.

When Liu Shan received the second poem, the dark clouds over the capital began to spread rapidly in all directions. When Fang Yun opened his mouth, they had spread to the panoramic view of Jingguo, and even Qingguo, Qiguo and Wuguo were affected.

In Chang County, eight hundred miles away from the capital, an eight-year-old child grabbed a thorn stick in his hand and beat the woman in front of him desperately.

The middle-aged woman screamed in pain, but she only dared to block it with her arms and did not dare to fight back.

The woman's body was covered with new and old wounds, and she looked miserable.

After beating for a while, the middle-aged woman finally couldn't hold on anymore and cried out: "My child, I am your mother, stop fighting, stop fighting! Master, master, please come out and save me..." "

The child was beating and scolding at the same time: "Smelly bitch, I asked you to buy me a good inkstone from Fang Mingbaozhai and you refused!"

"The inkstone you mentioned cannot be bought without seven hundred taels of silver. We are just a small family, so what can we buy it for?"

"My father said that you have a dowry. You can sell those gold and silver jewelry and then go to your parents' house to ask for some money! You are not willing to do this. No wonder my father called you a son of a bitch!" the child scolded. While whipping.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked over slowly, coughed slightly, and said, "Yu'er, don't be rude to your mother."

While the child continued to beat the child, he looked at his father and said, "My mother didn't even buy me the inkstone. Do you think I should beat her? I should just beat her to death like you said. No, you said it would be better to let her go out and sell it."

The child's father was not angry when he heard the child say this.

At this moment, the woman blocked it with force, and the cane flew and fell on the child.

"Ah... Dad, she hit me!" The child cried out in a crying voice.

The middle-aged man was furious. He ran two steps and kicked the middle-aged woman in the face. The middle-aged woman screamed and fell to the ground. Her head hit the ground heavily and she cried loudly in fear.

The middle-aged man kicked several times, and the child followed suit, kicking and cursing.

At this moment, a thunderbolt as thick as an arm suddenly fell from the sky and hit the woman directly.

The father and son retreated in fear and looked at the middle-aged woman in surprise.

The woman suddenly got up, ran to a distance, took a stick, and rushed towards the father and son.

The father and son were surprised to see that the woman's eyes were red and her expression was crazy.

The middle-aged man cursed: "Bitch, put down the stick!"

"Dad, beat her to death, she dared to fight back, she simply disregarded the three cardinal guides and five constant virtues, she should be beaten to death...ah..."

Before the child finished speaking, the woman swung the stick and hit her son's shoulder.

Bang!

"You..."

Before the middle-aged man could start to curse, the woman swung the wooden stick and hit her husband on the head, and finally beat her husband to pieces and killed him.

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