Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 273: Beautiful people!
The beautiful waitress served a rich meal, and Zhang Bangchang frowned.
"Didn't the old man tell me not to eat these extravagant foods?"
The waitress replied respectfully: "Tuli, this is the order of the Khan."
Zhang Bangchang was silent, nodded, waved his hand, and let the maid leave.
Picking up the exquisitely cooked savage meat, Zhang Bangchang took a savage bite, and a mouthful of gravy burst out. Immediately, the power of blood filled his whole body. Zhang Bangchang knew that this was a rank three savage beast. Dan does have a heart.
"Unfortunately, this kind of meat is best stewed in the ancient way, with spices, boiled out of fat, and then decorated with spiritual vegetables to relieve the greasy, and served with a pot of apricot wine, in the green hills and cypresses. It’s the most elegant and fun to eat in between!” Zhang Bangchang shook his head slightly, “It’s so hot, although it’s burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, it’s a masterpiece, but after all, it’s lost too much spiritual energy.”
Zhang Bangchang commented silently in his heart, thinking of the scenes from the first half of his life.
The three watch the lights and the five watch the chicken to study; the haggard infatuation for Yi Xiao; the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoof;
And the loneliness when the Holy Way is blocked, and when I am struggling to find it.
"The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep lane sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty."
Zhang Bangchang sighed a long time, nothing could go back.
Since he decided to take the path of harmony, he couldn't look back.
Today, he is no longer the Kuyue Great Confucian of the human race, but the Tuli Barbarian King of the barbarian race.
Zhang Bangchang never felt that he was a traitor or a rebel against Confucianism. The holy way was difficult. He was just a seeker.
His luck was bad, he didn't meet a famous teacher, and he was promoted to the Great Confucianism by his own talent, but looking forward to the future, there was no way to go.
Watching his friends come to the end of their lives one by one, Zhang Bangchang did not want to repeat the same mistakes, so he joined a mysterious faction.
Harmonizing the heavens and the barbarians, pursuing the most complete and purest way of heaven.
He doesn't admit that he is a traitor, the holy way is vague, he is just a seeker.
The human race and the barbarian race are all ants under the Holy Way, so what's the difference?
Today I am a human being, and the sky is for me!
Tomorrow I will be a savage, and a savage day is what I want!
When I am canonized, I have two heavens in my body, and I will be free from the world. What is the difference between a human and a savage?
Compared with those demon Confucians who committed serious crimes in the human race and fled to the barbarians, and compared with those cynics who were obsessed with the wooing of the barbarians and were willing to be the barbarians' lackeys, Zhang Bangchang felt that his own faction was a devout seeker.
They don't enjoy, they don't flatter, they walk under the savage sky, just to blend in.
He agrees with the words of Buddhism: flesh and blood, skin and skin!
It's just a piece of clothing that was put on at birth. Compared with the magnificent holy way, what is it?
Those so-called human backbones, they don't understand!
If everyone is in harmony, where is the conflict between the two heavens?
Ten thousand years of blood fighting can stop the war!
Zhang Bangchang got up and walked outside the house. There were already five masters waiting outside the house.
These are his disciples.
If they want to walk under the savage sky, they must also be attached, and the one he chooses to attach is Mordan Khan.
Since there is a request, it is natural to have it. Today, Mordan ordered them to meet with the Terran for a while.
It will be a while.
Not the first time.
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"According to past experience, those traitors will never come in real form!" In the Wanren Mountain Conference Hall, a great Confucian pondered, "It must be an old trick. Sound, kill my human morale."
"Bloodline sound transmission is harmless, but demagogic."
"From what the old man sees, and still in accordance with the old example, the master can recite "Fish I Want", which can resist the transmission of blood."
Another great Confucian said: "Now that martial arts is beginning to flourish, you can also guide soldiers to sing "Compatriots with Your Son", and you should be able to resist."
Han Qingzhu frowned: "At this stage of the battle, our human race has the upper hand. Since Mordan sent Tuli, the truth wants to accept this gift. Just resisting is not enough to break Morr. Dan's insidious thoughts, we discuss whether we can kill it!"
"I'm uneasy if the picture doesn't die!"
Han Qingzhu's voice fell, and the council hall fell silent for a while.
After a while, a white-bearded Confucian said: "Can you ask Zhen Xuan Si to help you lock the position of the traitor in Tuli, the old man is willing to fight with his life, and he will die with him!"
Another middle-aged Confucian shook his head: "Tuli traitor must be guarded by a barbarian king, this is too difficult."
The third great Confucian with a scar on his face said: "Part of the magic of the soul can be traced back and killed remotely! Are you asking for help from the Taoist sect?"
"To ask for help, you can move your whole body with one hair. It's not feasible unless you have to!"
"Among the Confucian sects, the most adept at attacking the soul is none other than the Zongheng family. Unfortunately, the Zongheng faction has no outstanding talents after the death of his father."
"Damn, if the traitor in the picture dares to stand in front of me, a 'word and pen attack' can make him head!"
"If he really dares to stand in front of us, we have thousands of ways to take his life, but they don't have the courage."
At this moment, Xiao Qi quickly walked into the council hall with a stack of manuscripts in hand, and handed it over to Han Qingzhu.
Han Qingzhu took the manuscript, glanced at it, and said, "Look at it later, and discuss the matter first."
Xiao Qi hurriedly whispered a few words to Han Qingzhu, and Han Qingzhu's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Xiao Qi nodded quickly, and Han Qingzhu couldn't wait to take a closer look.
When other great scholars saw Han Qingzhu's appearance, they were also curious and asked Xiao Qi, "Xiao Xiao, what's the matter?"
Xiao Qi gave a salute: "It's the latest "Three Kingdoms" by Wuhou. A junior who wrote the script just now fell into a state of meditation and was accused of being lazy by his colleagues. The power of the soul hurts the opponent!"
"The power of the soul? But a faction?"
Xiao Qi shook his head: "It is the "Analects of Confucius", the Confucian of Zhongzheng!"
Everyone looked at each other as if they had guessed something.
At this time, the white-bearded Confucian leaned over to Han Qingzhu's side and took the first page that Han Qingzhu handed over after reading it. The title on it was very eye-catching—
"Jiang Boyue surrendered to Kongming, the Marquis of Wuxiang scolded Wang Lang to death"!
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Zhang Bangchang took his disciples to a high platform with special characteristics, and several barbarian witches from Barbarian Temple were arranging the formation.
Zhang Bangchang glanced at him and asked a handsome man who led him: "Isn't the Emperor Khan here?"
Pretty handsome saluted: "Go back to the picture, Emperor Khan has something else to do, come back later."
Zhang Bangchang nodded. At this time, a savage witch stepped forward and said softly: "In the picture, the formation is completed."
"Good!"
Zhang Bangchang slowly walked up to the high platform.
This is a formation specially researched by the Mantian Temple in order to deal with the human race. Only those who are in harmony with the two heavens can use it. They can cross the Mantian and the sky, and transmit the sound through blood.
He wants to tell the human race that people and savages can be opposed to each other.
The barbarian can accept the human race and help the human race to reconcile the two heavens.
This is the true way!
Zhang Bangchang stood in the center of the formation. The four jewels on the outside of the formation suddenly lit up, and Zhang Bangchang closed his eyes.
He felt that the blood vessels in his body were tumbling and boiling, and there seemed to be a pulling force. Although he closed his eyes, he seemed to see numerous figures appearing below him.
"Is that the feeling of the lord who guided me on the path of harmony?"
"I am the sky, what kind of human race can bind my holy way!"
Zhang Bangchang was inexplicably excited. He fell in love with this feeling.
No one knows. He knew this cultivation path through sound transmission through his bloodline~IndoMTL.com~ He decided to kill his fellow Confucian Confucian who was also defending the city, and escaped into the savage world!
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"The human race!"
Xu Ran was an ordinary member of the mighty warriors. At this time, he was mixing fodder for his Leiju when suddenly a voice came from his ears. He looked left and right, but did not see anyone calling him. He looked at his comrade, who seemed to be stunned, looking at Xu Ran with a blank expression.
"Who's talking?"
"I don't know, I heard that too!"
In the Wanrenshan Council Hall, the excited discussions suddenly stopped, and the scarred-faced Confucian said: "It's started!"
Han Qingzhu sensed that the soldiers corresponded, and said in a deep voice: "Covering sixteen cities, nearly one million soldiers!"
At this moment, a majestic and arrogant righteousness erupted, and everyone looked at it and saw that the white-bearded Confucian face was flushed and his body was shaking!
"It's him! It's actually him!"
"This voice, the old man recognizes it!"
"Kill my old friend, slaughter a half-city sergeant, and escape into the barbarians!"
"The old man can't wait to eat the meat raw and sleep with the skin at night!"
"The Great Confucians of the Year: Zhang, Bang, Chang!"
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