I Made the World Mutate Chapter 66: The Confucian “Three Keys to Rule the World”

　　 Seeing the young man, Xiao Mu frowned slightly.

　　 Beforehand, he really didn't expect that someone would stop at the door to prevent everyone from entering.

　　 Xiao Mu didn't rush to speak, he knew that someone must be unable to bear it.

　　 As expected, as soon as the man in the martial arts suit fell off, a young man in a suit couldn't help but jump out and asked angrily: "Friend, why are you blocking our way and not letting us in?"

　　 "Hehe!"

　　The young man in the martial arts suit smiled contemptuously, and said coldly: "Why? Just because I just went in, I didn't find any failure and returned."

　　"The strength is not as good as mine. What's the point of going in? So, if you want to go in, pass my level, otherwise you will either go back or hand over a gram of energy crystal to buy the toll."

　　 "What if I don't pay it?"

　　The young man in a suit intends to force himself.

　　 "No? You can try!"

　　The young man in the martial arts suit was threatening, and he curled his lips contemptuously, as if he didn't put the young man in the suit at all.

　　 The face of the young man in the suit changed, and he suddenly yelled, strode forward, and hit the young man in the martial arts suit with a punch.

　　 "Dead!"

　　 "Woohoo!"

　　 The fist wind whistling, swept the surrounding air on the spot, forming a whirlpool, and smashing it at the man in the martial arts suit.

　　 "Such strength is also embarrassing and conspicuous! Get out!"

　　The young man in a martial arts suit stared, waved his hand, and slapped it with a palm.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "click!"

　　 Two palms collided, and the man in the suit broke his arm.

　　The man in the martial arts suit flew up, and the man in the suit flew out and hit the car in the distance. The alarm sounded and the front cover of the car was smashed into a dent.

　　 "噗!"

　　 The man in the suit opened his mouth and vomited blood, got up without saying a word, and staggered away.

　　 "Who is coming?"

　　The young man in martial arts suit turned his head and looked at the crowd proudly.

　　 Two young guys saw this and turned around and left.

　　 From the process of fighting just now, they realized that they are definitely not the opponent of this young man in martial arts.

　　 "Haha!"

　　The man in the martial arts suit saw this, he laughed arrogantly, and his expression was full of triumph, "Either leave, or rush, or hand over a gram of energy crystal to buy the road expenses."

　　 The remaining people look at me, and I look at you, all of them are stunned.

　　 Xiao Mu was the only one who hid in the crowd, nodded slightly. There were too many people coming. It would be nice to let the man in martial arts suit drive away some.

　　 "Friend, strength is not low, I will meet you."

　　 A sixteen or seventeen-year-old who seemed to be just a middle school student walked out of the crowd with a fan in his hand and shook it coquettishly.

　　 It is even more surprising that this boy is still wearing a Confucian shirt.

　　?

　　 still have other deep meanings?

　　 Xiao Mu was a little startled when he saw the boy.

　　 There is no trace of warrior's breath on the young man's body, and he is not even a supernatural being, but exudes a special breath.

What kind of breath is 　　, Xiao Mu is also the first time I have seen it, so it is not clear.

　　 It was a bookish atmosphere, with a hint of knowledge, perhaps the kind of atmosphere on scholars in ancient times.

　　 nerdy?

　　 Xiao Mu was surprised, but he couldn't laugh or cry next.

　　 Is this Confucian thing that this young man cultivates?

　　 Confucian books. Xiao Mu tried it when he first changed the books, but it didn't really change. The reason is that he felt that Confucianism would not bring much improvement in strength.

　　The principle is very simple. Confucianism does not practice Taoism, exercises, or even study the Fa. How much combat power can it bring by studying the system of outline and position all day?

　　 At this time, Xiao Mu couldn't help being surprised when he saw the boy with a folding fan stand up to challenge the man in the martial arts suit, with a confident look.

　　 Is there anything he can do with this folding fan boy?

　　 The next moment, what happened made Xiao Mu surprised...

　　 "Huh! You?"

　　The man in the martial arts suit looked at the folding fan boy contemptuously, obviously because he didn't see any martial artist's breath from the folding fan boy, he was contemptuous.

　　 is just a palm shot, hit the boy, "Okay, take me a palm, lightning palm!"

　　 Lightning palm shot out, hitting the fan boy directly.

　　 "Haha! Hahahaha!"

　　Folding fan boy didn't evade this palm, suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.

　　 The next moment, his expression suddenly became serious, and he stared at the man in the martial arts suit, and angrily scolded: "Niezhang, I see you as a father, don’t kneel down!"

　　 At the same time, a special breath emanated from the folding fan boy, covering the martial arts suit man on the spot.

　　"This is..."

　　 Xiao Mu's pupils shrank, and the aura that burst out of the boy's body was too strange, as if it was a kind of fatherhood...

　　 daddy angry?

　　 What the **** is this?

　　 An even more shocking thing happened immediately.

　　 "Pump!"

　　The man in the martial arts suit softened his knees involuntarily and knelt in front of the boy. Then, he even called out two words involuntarily, "Dad!"

　　 These two words were obviously not called out by the martial arts suit man willingly, so after calling out, he was ashamed and angrily, with a painful expression on his face.

　　 It’s just that, despite his extreme reluctance, his mouth is completely out of control, and he called "Dad" to the boy with a fan.

　　 What the **** is this?

　　 Not only Xiao Mu was shocked, but everyone else was also shocked.

　　Why do men in martial arts suits suddenly kneel down and call father?

　　What the **** is this folding fan boy practicing? There is such a... ashamed operation?

　　 "Haha!"

　　The folding fan boy laughed triumphantly, "I really thought that our Confucianists didn't have something that we can handle. Dad and I practiced the "Three Compendiums of the World", which is specially made for people like you."

　　 shook the folding fan coquettishly in the hand of the folding fan boy, then pointed to the man in the martial arts suit, and casually ordered: "Call Dad!"

　　The man in the martial arts suit looked embarrassed and desperate to death. It turned red like a boiled pig's head. I wish I would die on the spot, but his mouth was completely out of control~IndoMTL.com~ involuntarily called A cry: "Dad!"

　　 "Haha!"

　　 the folding fan boy laughed triumphantly, reached out his hand and touched the head of the man in the martial arts suit, like a loving father stroking his son, and again ordered: "Push up your butt, and dad will spank you."

　　The face of the man in the martial arts suit shows a look of extreme reluctance to die, but his body is completely out of control...

　　 twisted his body and raised his hips to the folding fan boy.

　　 "Flap! Pop! Pop!"

　　The boy with a folding fan flicked with a folding fan, and yelled while he was hitting, "It is only right for a father to hit his son!"

　　"……"

　　Everyone was dumbfounded, including Xiao Mu.

　　 However, unlike the others, after listening to the boy with a folding fan, Xiao Mu finally understood what this kid was practicing.

　　 "Three Outlines of the World"?

　　 When making changes to "The Analects", there were two options, one of which was "Gang Ji" and the other was "Position".

　　The so-called "Tang Ji" obviously includes the "San Gang Shi Shu".

　　What is the three outlines?

　　The three outlines are the outline of the ruler for the minister, the outline for the father as the son, and the outline for the husband as the wife.

　　 And what the Folding Fan Boy just performed, I am afraid that the father of the three classes is the son.

　　 The three outlines are obviously not invincible. Confucianism pays more attention to order, size, and status. The realm of the folding fan boy definitely exceeds that of the martial arts man.

　　 Therefore, the father in "The Book of the Three Gangs" shows off for the son Gangichi. Whoever has a high realm will become a father, and a martial arts suit teenager who is not as good as a folding fan boy can only become a son.

　　 It's only right for the father to beat his son.

　　 under the power of the Confucian "Three Outlines".

　　Folding fan boy wanted to hit him, he couldn't hide, he could only kneel down and be beaten obediently.