Kyoto, Great Wei.
By the Clearwater Pond.
Xu Qingnian has brought Yang Hu to this place.
The purpose of coming here was to find Wang Botong.
But to Xu Qingnian’s surprise, he met an acquaintance.
Xunzi.
Yes.
Not far away, an old man was fishing, and it was Xunzi.
What was different was that Xunzi was dressed in ordinary clothes, just a straw raincoat with a basket placed next to it, specifically for holding fish.
Moreover, Xunzi’s aura was also extremely ordinary, without any hint of the aura of a great scholar of heaven and earth.
The first impression he gave was that of an ordinary fisherman.
To be honest, if he hadn’t met Xunzi, Xu Qingnian really wouldn’t have thought that this person was a great scholar of heaven and earth.
“Xunzi.”
Xu Qingnian walked over and bowed slightly towards Xunzi.
He was a half-saint and Xunzi was only a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, so theoretically there was no need to do so, but Xu Qingnian had never divided himself by rank.
Xunzi was a true scholar, and although he hadn’t helped himself, Xunzi had his own thoughts and the intentions of a gentleman.
Naturally, when faced with such a senior, Xu Qingnian had no problem making a salute.
And the latter heard the voice.
His first reaction was not to get up, but to carefully lift the fish hook and then, with a fierce instant, pull the rod up.
A fat fish was hooked.
The fish was placed in the basket.
Only then did Xunzi get up and look at Xu Qingnian.
“Xu Sheng, what brings you here?”
Looking at Xu Qingnian, Xunzi was a little surprised and at the same time, he immediately returned the greeting.
Xunzi was very pure in character, not liking any right or wrong, and came to fish when he had nothing else to do, leading an extremely abundant life.
But before Xu Qingnian could say anything, Yang Hu’s complexion changed.
“My lord.”
“He is Wang Botong.”
Yang Hu swallowed his saliva and said beside Xu Qingnian, pressing his voice.
When this was said, the smile on Xu Qingnian’s face also stiffened slightly.
Xunzi was Wang Botong?
He looked at Yang Hu, who nodded with a firm expression.
For a moment, Xu Qingnian was a little taken aback.
He had been thinking all along the way who this Wang Botong was.
Why did he know so much about the Great Sage?
Moreover, Xu Qingnian had thought about one more question.
That was, the other party knew about the Great Sage’s disciples, and he went to the other party himself?
Wasn’t that sitting on something?
At the very least, one had obtained the Great Sage’s inheritance.
If the other party was not of ordinary origin, then even if it was revealing his whereabouts.
But if the other party was really just an ordinary person, who had only read some ancient texts, then it was fine.
However, Xu Qingnian had done a thousand calculations.
The first thing he did was to think that this Wang Botong was Xunzi.
This …….
Yang Hu’s voice, reached Xunzi’s ears.
For an instant, Xunzi did not have any surprise, but looked at Xu Qingnian with a smile in his eyes.
“It seems that old me guessed correctly.”
“Xu Sheng, on this kind of weather, if Xu Sheng has nothing to do, why don’t you join me in fishing? You can also feel the joy of fishing?”
Xunzi was not surprised, and even invited Xu Qingnian to join him in fishing.
“Good.”
Waking up from his surprise, Xu Qingnian immediately calmed himself down, he did not think much about it and came directly to Xunzi’s side.
“My lord, my subordinate will buy two chairs for you.”
Yang Hu opened his mouth, going to buy chairs for Xu Qingnian.
“No need, you go back first.”
Xu Qingnian shook his head and let Yang Hu leave first.
“Okay.”
Yang Hu didn’t say much, since he had found Wang Botong, his mission was complete.
As Yang Hu left.
Xu Qingnian looked calm, while Xunzi waved his fishing rod and once again threw the hook into the lake.
The two seemed to have nothing to say in general.
There had been a long time.
Finally, the fish hook moved, but Xunzi did not rush to pull the hook, but slowly spoke.
“Xu Sheng, if you have anything to ask, just ask.”
Xunzi slowly spoke out, his expression was calm.
Hearing these words, Xu Qingnian exhaled a long breath as he looked at Xunzi with a calm expression.
For a moment, he did not know what to ask.
It was inconceivable that this Wang Botong, could be Xunzi.
This indeed made him not know what to say.
However, after waiting for a while, Xu Qingnian’s voice could not help but ring out.
“Dare I ask Xunzi, why did he use a pseudonym.”
Xu Qingnian opened his mouth as he voiced his first doubt.
And Xunzi shook his head and looked at Xu Qingnian, “This is not a pseudonym, my real name is indeed Wang Botong.”
Xunzi gave his answer, causing Xu Qingnian to stare.
Indeed, Xunzi was an honorific name for people, just as it would be fine for someone to call himself Ren Sheng in the future.
This made Xu Qingnian a little embarra*sed.
However, Xu Qingnian did not think much about it, but looked at Xunzi and said.
“Xunzi, is the matter of the saint’s disciples true?”
Xu Qingnian continued to ask.
But Xunzi did not answer immediately, but pulled the fish hook, and all of a sudden, the fish was pulled up by him, without any skill, just a gentle pull.
The fish was hooked.
Xu Qingnian watched this with some silence.
The latter didn’t have any avoidance either, and said directly.
“It’s true.”
“Waiting for you on purpose.”
“You should have obtained the Great Sage Inheritance, right?”
“If my old man’s guess is correct, it is the Heaven and Earth Literature Palace.”
“Otherwise, you wouldn’t have come looking for old me.”
Xunzi spoke, nailing one of Xu Qingnian’s biggest secrets with a single sentence.
Only.
Xu Qingnian’s expression did not change, instead he shook his head and said.
“Mister’s words, Mister Xu does not understand.”
“Isn’t this Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature right in the middle of Great Wei?”
“And the reason why Xu Mou seeks out Mister is mainly because of Wang Chaoyang.”
Xu Qingnian opened his mouth as he said so.
Whether the other party knew or didn’t know, he himself would not admit it.
The Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature was too involved, so how could one say it directly?
It was just that once this was said, Xunzi did not have any bit of expression, instead he had a feeling that it was within expectation.
He looked at Xu Qingnian and said with an incomparably bland expression.
“Xu Sheng.”
“You don’t need to defend yourself against me.”
“But it’s normal for you not to trust old me.”
“Let’s just pretend that you are interested in the Great Sage.”
Xunzi was calm, not caring that Xu Qingnian was wary of him.
“Wang Chaoyang’s Palace of Literature, in fact, I am also curious about it, the real Palace of Literature of Heaven and Earth is not this one.”
Xunzi spoke, he did not know what the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature that Wang Chaoyang had brought with him was about, but what he did know was that the real Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature was not this one.
“Why?”
Xu Qingnian asked directly why Xunzi had bitten off more than he could chew, the real Heaven and Earth Literature Palace, was not this one.
“The true Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature should be sealed with the seven disciples of the Great Sage.”
Xunzi replied.
When this was said, Xu Qingnian’s heart was shocked beyond measure.
Xunzi actually knew even this?
Who the hell was he? Why did he know so many things?
“Seven disciples?”
Xu Qingnian looked at Xunzi, who was also direct and did not beat around the bush.
“The Great Sage.”
“It is the first Confucian saint between heaven and earth.”
“This sage was born in the Dark Age, the darkest age of the human race, or to be more precise, the darkest age of Heaven and Earth.”
“The evil gods revived and wreaked havoc on the living beings, attempting to resurrect three ancient fierce gods, but they were eventually suppressed and killed by the Great Sage, and the seven disciples under him died with the seven evil gods.”
“But the Great Sage knew that the turmoil was not completely over, so he used heaven defying means to seal the seven disciples under his disciples, within the Heaven and Earth Cultural Palace, in order to preserve their true spirits.”
“Waiting for a man.”
Xunzi spoke up, recounting the peculiar secret.
“Waiting for who?”
Xu Qingnian asked.
“The true sage.”
Xunzi slowly spoke out, and then his gaze, fell on Xu Qingnian.
“A true saint?”
This time, Xu Qingnian was somewhat at a loss for words.
He did not understand what this meant.
“Before the Great Sage died, he saw a glimpse of the future, and the Three Great Fierce Gods will be completely resurrected in the future.”
“At that time, everything in heaven and earth will cease to exist, the earth will crumble, the vault of heaven will always be dark, and the ocean will drown everything.”
“No living being will survive, and in the era of their resurrection, there will be a man who will come forth to save the living beings.”
Xunzi’s voice was calm.
While Xu Qingnian listened, he was somewhat speechless.
It was because the plot was just too clichéd, without any new ideas.
“In other words, the Great Sage saw that a new sage would appear in the future, so he sealed the seven disciples in the hope that he could accompany this sage and seal the three fierce gods again?”
Xu Qingnian opened his mouth, and he said so.
When this was said, Xunzi shook his head and said.
“It’s not sealing, but completely killing them.”
Xunzi replied.
“Then that means that the person who obtains the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature is the future saviour?”
Xu Qingnian asked.
“En.”
Xunzi nodded and spoke with certainty.
“A fierce god that even a great sage cannot put to death, can this latter-day sage, then, put to death?”
“Furthermore, right now, there is no such thing as a fierce god, these are all ancient rumours and their credibility is too low.”
Xu Qingnian raised two doubts.
One was that the Great Sage was the first sage between heaven and earth, the first rank of Confucianism and the first rank of martial arts, such a person was invincible in the world, an inner saint and an outer king, all to this extent, and all unable to put an end to the Fierce God.
What makes one able to slay a vicious beast?
Just because one has cultivated the Immortal Dao? This is unreasonable.
Also there is the point that these things are completely like mythological novels, without any credibility, but also without any trace of clues.
Take the present.
What’s the commotion on the five continents?
Every day they say that demons are in turmoil and demons are in turmoil, but where are the demons?
Not to mention what evil gods and fierce gods.
There was no movement at all.
So Xu Qingnian felt very odd.
“This is the future that the Great Sage saw with his own eyes, and I’m not sure about it.”
“As for the matter of the Fierce God.”
“Indeed, it is too distant, too distant to be described in years, and whether or not there is a Fierce God is indeed an unknown.”
“But Xu Sheng, don’t you feel that there are many things that are very odd?”
Xunzi spoke, his voice calm.
“Odd?”
Xu Qingnian frowned slightly and looked at Xunzi.
And Xunzi slowly spoke out.
“A year ago, why did Wu Yan appear in Ping’an County?”
“Why was he able to successfully escape from prison?”
“Why did you live for twelve hours after Wu Yan slapped you?”
“Why was someone able to learn where the supernatural arts were hiding?”
“Why did Wu Yan deal with you?”
“Why were you able to enter the rank overnight?”
“Have you ever thought about these things?”
Xunzi opened his mouth, telling one old story after another from a year ago.
As Xunzi spoke, Xu Qingnian’s entire body froze.
Why had Wu Yan appeared in Ping’an County?
He was there because he wanted to make a deal with the White Cloth Sect.
This was something that Xu Qingnian had investigated.
But in an instant, Xu Qingnian vetoed this possibility.
Because, why would Wu Yan come to Ping’an County to make a deal?
The White Clothes Clan was all over the world, and there were also people from the White Clothes Clan in South Yufu, so after escaping from prison, why did he not make a deal with the White Clothes Clan.
Moreover, how did Wu Yan escape? The guard was tight, so if he didn’t have the help of the White Clothes Sect, what made him able to escape?
Yes.
This was a question that one had never thought about.
And why did Zhao Dafu know the hiding place of the foreign arts?
Was it because he wanted the Martial Emperor’s relics?
This was obviously impossible. Was it hard for the White Cloth Sect to want someone who practiced both Yin and Yang supernatural arts?
Didn’t Cheng Lidong just learn the supernatural arts?
For ordinary people, it was indeed difficult to obtain the supernatural arts, but for the White Cloth Sect, it was not a difficult task to obtain them.
Moreover, this kind of rebel organization, could it be that they couldn’t cultivate people who cultivated the power of Yin and Yang?
Why did they choose themselves?
And why would Wu Yan want to trade with himself?
These are all unrealistic things, what makes Wu Yan guarantee that he can work for him?
The main thing was that he had promised Wu Yan, but he had never gone to the White-clothed Sect, and instead the White-clothed Sect had found himself behind him.
This was proof that the White-clothed Sect was not too attached to this matter.
Not.
It wasn’t.
There was no way that the White-clothed Sect was not bothered about this matter.
It was someone else.
Someone was behind the scenes, controlling everything, whether it was himself or the White Cloth Sect, they had all become his pawns.
And the most important thing of all.
Why.
He could enter the rank overnight.
This was something that Xu Qingnian had never thought about before, but now that he heard Xunzi speak, Xu Qingnian had reacted to it.
The matter of his own entry into the rank overnight.
Initially, he thought that he was gifted and was born to be a scholar.
But the question was, he had just become a reader, and he had not composed poems or lyrics, so why could he be a first-rate writer?
With the help of the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature?
This was also impossible, it was clearly after he had stepped into the First Grade that he had awakened the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature.
It was not after he had awakened the Palace of Heaven and Earth and then stepped into the First Grade.
Xu Qingnian was completely and utterly frozen in place.
He really didn’t know what to say.
All of the things that had happened in his mind had surfaced, and many of them were indeed full of irrationality.
And these irrationalities were not so abrupt.
All of them were things that did not seem to have much to do with him, but now after Xunzi had said so.
Xu Qingnian understood that these seemingly unreasonable things meant that ……. There is a hand behind the scenes.
In control of everything.
From the very beginning, someone was controlling himself, and every step was within the other party’s calculations.
Perhaps there were some deviations, but nothing too big.
This person.
Who was it.
Xu Qingnian felt creeped out, a real creep.
“These things, where did you hear them from.”
Xu Qingnian looked at Xunzi and asked this, he did not admit it directly, but asked Xunzi where he had heard these things from.
“From the time you made the Thousand Ancient Essays, old man has been following you.”
“Part of it is a matter of common knowledge that can be found out by casual investigation.”
“Most of the things, I speculated and guessed, I dare not say they are necessarily accurate, but they are not far off.”
Xunzi gave his answer.
And this answer caused Xu Qingnian to fall silent once again.
Most of the things could indeed be investigated clearly, and at the level of a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, how could one not be able to find out some things?
As for things like Wu Yan’s dealings, one would think that they were projected out.
However, no matter what, Xu Qingnian could not help but take a deep breath.
“Why did he choose me?”
Xu Qingnian looked at Xunzi and voiced the doubts in his heart.
If someone had chosen himself from the very beginning.
Then Xu Qingnian was eager to ask the question.
Why did he choose himself?
Instead of choosing someone else?
What was the point of choosing himself?
What was there to choose from a magistrate?
If one really wanted to choose, there were so many people under the sky who were better than oneself, like Hua Xinyun, like this Wang Chaoyang, who was not better than oneself?
Unless there was one possibility.
He knew he was a traveller.
But that was impossible, such things as crossing over were nonsense, and what if he really knew? What makes him know that he is suitable for the Confucian Way?
“He also saw the future.”
“As the Great Sage does.”
Xunzi slowly spoke out.
A single sentence that explained everything.
Once this was said, Xu Qingnian understood that the other party saw the future and saw himself, so he chose himself.
“Is it the fourth generation of saints?”
Xu Qingnian inquired.
Since the words had come to this point, there were some things that there was no need to conceal.
But Xunzi did not answer, but looked at Xu Qingnian and said.
“Think about it, if you can’t even think of this, there is no need to continue talking about many things.”
“Think about it, who is behind it.”
Xunzi replied, he did not deny not being a fourth-generation saint, nor did he acknowledge the fourth-generation saint.
With Xunzi speaking in this manner.
Xu Qingnian closed his eyes as he pondered.
He began to recall from the first day he crossed over.
He also pondered over every detail of what Xunzi had said, all of it.
Everything.
It all started with Wu Yan.
If it wasn’t for Wu Yan, he would have been wounded, then he wouldn’t have thought about cultivating the foreign arts, and there would have been nothing behind him.
Wu Yan had broken out of prison.
Who helped him break out of prison?
The cells in Nan Yu House, no matter how bad they were, could not have allowed Wu Yan to escape.
Especially a rebellious thief who practiced a different art.
This was a member of a rebel group. Just look at how much Cheng Lidong wanted to catch Wu Yan at that time, and you can understand the importance that the Southern Yufu House attached to Wu Yan.
But with such importance, Wu Yan still escaped.
There were only two possibilities.
The White Cloth Sect had struck.
But this was unlikely. If the White Cloth Sect had done so, they would have already left with the information.
It didn’t matter if Wu Yan was dead or not.
The point was that the White-Clothed Sect wanted to get the Martial Emperor’s Relic Treasure.
So this was not possible.
Then there was the second possibility, that someone high up in the Southern Yufu had moved.
But this was also unlikely.
If that was the case, why send someone to capture it in such a hurry? It could have been delayed for a while.
Someone would have deliberately tried to cover up and Wu Yan would have been able to escape.
Xu Qingnian pondered seriously.
In the end, he came up with a possibility.
There was a person who was not the one in power in the South Yufu, but he was high enough to be able to influence some people, or rather, this person could bribe the magistrates in the prison.
And this person, definitely, was not bought with silver.
Such a felon could not be solved by taking money. If it could be solved by spending silver, the White Clothes Sect would have done it long ago.
It must be someone of particularly high status.
By temptation in other ways, the guard’s errand boy was made to feel moved.
What kind of person, what kind of words, could outweigh silver?
Xu Qingnian seriously began to remember.
He had read the dossier that Wu Yan had escaped from, when it was given to him by Li Xin.
Nothing was written in the contents, but now that he thought back, all the contents were in his mind.
The details of the case were all there.
Xu Qingnian recalled the details of the case over and over again.
Wu Yan was held in prison, heavily guarded, his lute bone was pierced, and there were silver needles in his body blocking his qi, causing him to be unable to exert his martial power.
And Wu Yan’s escape from prison was the result of the silver needles being forced out.
But how could the silver needle be forced out after his qi was blocked?
Someone had removed his silver needles.
But under heavy guard, who could have pulled out his silver needle?
His own people.
The man who was guarding him could have done it.
For a moment, Xu Qingnian began to deeply immerse himself in his role, imagining that he was a magistrate.
A middle-aged man.
He had become a magistrate.
A lack of silver is inevitable, but having been a magistrate for decades, he knows that some silver can be coveted and some cannot.
If you want to see a prisoner, you should take some benefits.
But for such a felon, no matter who it is, if you take a favour for yourself, you wouldn’t dare to mess around, after all, there are countless pairs of eyes watching, who dares to take such a risk?
Not to mention asking himself to remove the silver needles from the prisoner’s body.
This was even more impossible.
Xu Qingnian took his time to think about it. He put himself in the shoes of a middle-aged magistrate and put himself in his shoes to think about the problem.
The middle-aged magistrate, who had achieved nothing, was eating official food, but the silver given by the court was not much, and every day when he went back, he might have to be nagged by his wife.
His wife hates him, and his children’s future is uncertain, especially his son, who will soon be studying.
If he didn’t go to private school, he would become a government servant, like himself, and his son would inherit his father’s work, but that would be the end of his life.
If he goes to a private school, he won’t have a famous teacher to guide him, and he won’t have a high talent.
If only my son could read, how wonderful it would be.
Xu Qingnian’s feelings are getting deeper and deeper.
Deeper and deeper.
Suddenly.
Xu Qingnian opened his eyes.
He …….. knew who had let Wu Yan go.
Yan Lei.
Xu Qingnian was silent once more.
It was.
Yan Lei.
To be able to make a middle-aged magistrate take such a big risk to pluck the silver needles from Wu Yan’s body was definitely not something that could be done with silver taels.
Even if there was more silver, one had to have a life to spend.
If you really give 100,000 taels of silver, how and when you spend it, someone will be watching.
Once Wu Yan has escaped from prison, then the Southern Yufu will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly.
You don’t really think that the Southern Yufu doesn’t care about anything, do you?
Once it’s not a matter of silver, then it’s a matter of offspring.
The issue of one’s offspring studying.
This is better than silver, and no one will be able to find out.
It just so happens that the person who is in South Yufu at this time is Yan Lei.
He did not come to South Yufu suddenly.
Rather, he had come to South Yufu long ago.
It was he who had let Wu Yan go.
At this moment, Xu Qingnian stood up, and he looked at Xunzi, his eyes filled with an indescribable strangeness.
Who was Yan Lei? The great Confucian of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
In that case, the person behind the Palace of Literature was involved.
And this person behind the Palace of Literature was Li Sheng.
The fourth-generation sage now.
Has he been watching himself?
One doubt after another appeared, and Xu Qingnian didn’t know what to think for a moment.
One can only look at Xunzi and say.
“I dare ask you, sir.”
“The person behind the curtain, is it Li Sheng?”
Xu Qingnian did not want to continue beating around the bush.
He looked at Xunzi and asked directly.
Who exactly was the person behind the curtain.
Was it the fourth generation sage.
The person who had been staring at himself from the very beginning and could see the future was definitely a sage, even Yan Lei was his pawn and had been hiding until now, this person was most likely Li Sheng who controlled the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
But he still had to ask Xunzi about it.
But Xunzi took a deep breath and looked at Xu Qingnian and said.
“Why do you, up until now, still think that it is Li Sheng who is behind the curtain?”
“Li Sheng.”
“If he has lived until now, then he has lived for a full five thousand years.”
“Whether he is still alive or not, I really don’t dare to guarantee it, but instead of saying that a saint who has lived for five thousand years is behind the scenes controlling everything.”
“I would rather believe that it is a sage who has lived for five hundred years who is controlling everything behind the scenes.”
Xunzi slowly spoke out.
He was not sure who the mastermind behind the curtain was, and there was not enough evidence.
But what he said was like a thunderbolt that fell in Xu Qingnian’s mind.
Zhu Sheng?
Zhu Sheng was the mastermind behind this?
This could not be.
“No, this is absolutely impossible.”
Xu Qingnian denied it vehemently, without any hesitation, he denied that the person behind the curtain was Zhu Sheng, because it was too conspiratorial.
But Xunzi sighed.
Looking at Xu Qingnian, he said.
“Why do you deny it outright?”
“What makes you think that the person behind the curtain is not Zhu Sheng.”
Xunzi asked.
“I’ve seen Zhu Sheng.”
“He pa*sed away long ago.”
“I don’t know what happened behind it, and this time in the Hao Ran Dynasty, Zhu Sheng personally took action and killed all of his own disciples.”
“That alone makes it impossible for it to be Zhu Sheng.”
“If it was really Zhu Sheng, why would he do that? He wanted to live forever and create sins, then he could have put me to death, following the will of the readers.”
“First he destroyed the foundations of Confucianism, then he killed 80% of his own disciples, why did Zhu Sheng do this? And what was his purpose in doing so?”
“The student really can’t understand, nor can he think of it.”
Xu Qingnian’s voice was certain.
He had not suspected Zhu Sheng at all.
It was because Zhu Sheng did not have any reason to do these things ah.
If Zhu Sheng wanted to live forever and needed to create sins to kill and sacrifice to the Evil God in exchange for longevity, then Zhu Sheng could have completely wiped himself out.
It was because he himself was the biggest obstacle to his longevity.
And, in any case, why did Zhu Sheng slaughter his disciples?
It was a ma*sacre of as much as eighty percent.
Eighty percent.
Killing off his own foundation.
Wasn’t that sick?
As Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out, Xunzi pulled the rod up once more, and another fat fish appeared between them at once.
And Xunzi’s gaze, too, looked towards Xu Qingnian.
“Xu Sheng.”
“Do you know why there are so few anglers here?”
Xunzi did not answer Xu Qingnian’s question, but spoke off-topic.
“Why?”
Xu Qingnian was quiet enough to ask as he looked at Xunzi and asked curiously.
“Because the fish here are difficult to catch.”
“Do you know why it is difficult to fish?”
Xunzi replied, and at the same time asked Xu Qingnian.
“Why?”
Xu Qingnian asked again.
“Because the fish here, having eaten too much good bait, are no longer falling for it.”
“If you want to fish off the fish, you have to give better bait.”
Xunzi spoke out.
Speaking here, he looked at Xu Qingnian and said.
“You think that just because Zhu Sheng ma*sacred his disciples, it must not be the mastermind behind it, and no one would have thought it was Zhu Sheng.”
“But did it ever occur to you that the ma*sacre of the disciples was in the hope that you would have that idea.”
“Of course, Zhu Sheng isn’t that stupid, and wouldn’t use such a lowly tactic if he simply wanted you to trust him.”
“Slaughtering the disciples is not for you, but for other things, but if it can make you believe in him more by the way.”
“Naturally, it would be better.”
“Also, he told you about the fourth generation of saints, didn’t he?”
“Xu Sheng.”
“Sometimes, there are many things that you can think about yourself.”
“Don’t blindly listen to anyone, whether it’s me or him.”
“And you need not care who is behind the curtain, as long as you believe in yourself and become the new Wen Sheng of Great Wei, then whoever the black hand is, it will not become your enemy.”
When Xunzi said this, he also said what he meant, in full.
It didn’t really matter who the black hand was behind the scenes.
What mattered was that one became stronger and became truly powerful, surpa*sing all saints, and that was the way to go.
Xu Qingnian understood what Xunzi had said, and he understood it too.
Everything, it was just that Xu Qingnian could not accept it.
The person behind the curtain.
It was Zhu Sheng?
He just couldn’t accept it.
But now, when he thought back, there were indeed three doubts.
First, when he first met Zhu Sheng, Zhu Sheng clearly wanted him to step into his holy path.
The latter explained that he wanted him to become a saint sooner and save the living beings.
Now that I think about it, this was indeed somewhat problematic, except that the other party was a saint and could be explained in this way.
Secondly, why did Zhu Sheng slaughter his disciples?
What kind of turmoil would be brought about by killing the scholars in the world, one might not be clear about it, but Zhu Sheng was definitely clear about it.
But under such circumstances, Zhu Sheng still wanted to ma*sacre them, and this was indeed doubtful.
Although Zhu Sheng explained clearly that it was because of Li Sheng, but now, after listening to Xunzi’s words, Xu Qingnian really felt that there was something wrong.
As for the third point, it was that Zhu Sheng seemed to want very much to find his true spirit as well as his true intention himself.
All the information had been told to him by Zhu Sheng.
But whether it was related to Zhu Sheng or not, Xu Qingnian was not sure.
Whether Zhu Sheng was behind the curtain or not.
Xu Qingnian was also unclear.
Whether it was Zhu Sheng or Li Sheng, for a moment, Xu Qingnian really could not tell.
“Sir, whether it is Li Sheng or Zhu Sheng, their purpose, what exactly is it?”
Xu Qingnian asked.
He was a little dizzy now.
Whether it was Li Sheng or Zhu Sheng, Xu Qingnian really wanted to know what the purpose of these two people was.
What exactly was there that could make even a saint’s heart flutter so much?
“Longevity.”
Xunzi replied blandly.
The reason was as Zhu Sheng said about Li Sheng.
“How to live forever?”
Xu Qingnian asked.
Longevity he knew, but how a method of longevity, Xu Qingnian really did not know.
Hearing this.
Xunzi slowly replied.
“It has to do with the Three Great Fierce Gods.”
“The Three Great Fierce Gods each hold three different methods of longevity that are related to living spirit qi and so on.”
“Exactly how, I’m not sure, but there is a place where the method of longevity must be recorded.”
Xunzi spoke, he also did not know how the Law of Longevity was a Law of Longevity, but knowing a part of it gave Xu Qingnian some ears.
It was not like before.
Knowing someone for longevity, but not knowing how a longevity.
“What place?”
Xu Qingnian asked.
“The Middle Continent Immortal Collection.”
Xunzi replied, his tone calm.
The Midcontinent Immortal Collection?
At this moment.
Xu Qingnian was somewhat silent.
After all this bullSh*t, it had come back to the Midcontinent Immortal Collection ah.
It felt as if many things could be tied together.
Xu Qingnian sat quietly by the river.
Many things had happened today that shocked his own perception.
Especially the matter of Zhu Sheng.
He didn’t know if what Xunzi said was true or not.
Nor did he know if what Zhu Sheng said was true or not.
What everyone said made sense.
But everyone had the potential to deceive.
The truth, what was it?
And at this time.
On the Eastern Continent, a message also reached Great Wei.
The Buddhist Sect had set sail.
Coming to Great Wei.
