"good!"

"I promise you!"

Thinking of this, he spoke immediately.

"good!"

Xunzi smiled faintly.

He waved his hand.

Suddenly, the golden true dragon emperor's weapon and the mighty river of fortune suddenly shook!

Then Yunchuang felt that whether it was the imperial weapon or the long river of Yundao, he had returned to his control!

He looked at Xunzi deeply.

This person's method is really terrible!

Joining Jixia Academy for thousands of years may not be a bad thing!

...

"Brother, why don't you take action?"

In the depths of the chaos, the mysterious ancient land.

All four directions are shrouded in endless rivers of fortune, carrying the terrifying light of chaos, annihilated everything.

"The Holy Court of Daxia is mysterious and inherits the fortune of the human race."

"It may be an opportunity for the people to enter it..."

Another voice sounded, vicissitudes and ages, with an immortal meaning, making the heaven, earth and the universe tremble!

"Opportunity?"

"Brother, countless disasters are surging. Can our fortunes survive safely?"

The sound that had spoken before was silent for a moment, then asked quietly.

As a great emperor, you can naturally see things that ordinary people cannot see.

And they are lucky people.

They are in charge of luck!

It is even more and more deeper than ordinary emperors!

The mysterious fortune represents the rise, decline, honor and disgrace of all heavens, all living beings, and all forces!

"We are in charge of the fortune, but who can see the fortune of our tribe clearly?"

The ancient vicissitudes of voice sighed.

"Maybe this time, the people entering Daxia will be a change..."

...

"Minist, Xunzi, pay homage to the Holy Lord!"

In the Great Xia Immortal Palace.

Gao Guanbo's belt, Xunzi, wearing Confucian uniform, bowed slightly to Li Beichen.

Behind him.

Shenzi, Shenzi, Tian Pian, Lu Lianzi, Zouzi and others also gave slight salutes.

"Are you wise men and women?"

Li Beichen was solemn and bowed to everyone.

"Thank you, Shengjun!"

Everyone spoke.

Xunzi had a faint smile on his lips.

Shenzi, Shenzi is serious and has a solemn face.

Zou Zi was wearing a robe of Yin and Yang, with Yin and Yang in his left eye.

Lu Lianzi was taciturn.

Tian Pian is heroic and cheerful.

...

After half an hour of conversation, Li Beichen also gained a lot of knowledge about the people in front of him.

Every one is a rare talent!

"How talented are in the Spring and Autumn Period, and many famous generals in the Warring States Period!"

"It's true that the reputation is worthy!"

Li Beichen was delighted.

He seemed to have seen the prosperous scene of the Holy Court of the Great Xia and the hundreds of schools of thought contending!

"It is said that Jiang Shang, Mencius, Zhang Sanfeng, Sun Wu, Mo Zi, Shang Yang, Zhang Yi, Pu Songling, and Sun Simiao!"

He ordered gently.

These people still need to discuss the matters of a hundred schools of thought.

Jiang Shang is the master of the hundred schools of thought.

Mencius is a Confucian sub-sage saint.

Sun Wu is a military saint.

Zhang Sanfeng is a Taoist powerful man.

Mozi is the founder of the Mo family.

Shang Yang is a peerless Legalist.

Zhang Yi is the representative of the rank and strategist.

Pu Songling is a descendant of the novelist.

Sun Simiao is a descendant of a doctor.

Zou Yan is the representative of Yin and Yang family.

Yin Wen is a representative of famous artists.

Although there are hundreds of schools of thought, they are actually widely circulated and only dozens of schools have a great influence.

In summary, only twelve schools have developed into schools.

Legalism, Taoism, Mohism, Confucianism, Yin-Yang School, famous school, mixed school, farmer, novelist, strategist, military school, medical school!

"Now, there are only miscellaneous families and farm families, and no representatives are born!"

Li Beichen thought to himself.

The representative of the miscellaneous family is naturally the rare Lu Buwei.

The representative of the farmer family is Xu Xing, who advocates the monarchy and the people to farm together and opposes the gains for nothing!

"Minist, pay homage to the Holy Lord!"

Soon, everyone arrived.

Even Sun Wu, who was far away from the other world of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, stood in the hall.

For Sun Wu, whose strength is no less than that of the quasi-emperor, crossing the border is just a few steps.

"There are hundreds of schools of thought and twelve schools, and now there are ten of them!"

"I have decided to open up a prosperous era of controversy among hundreds of schools of thought. Any suggestions you have can speak freely!"

Li Beichen looked at the ministers in the hall with a chuckling chuckled.

Although everyone has restrained all their momentum.

But in Li Beichen's eyes, it is still eye-catching!

More than a dozen heroes have the power of the great emperor, the quasi-emperor, and the Taoist priest!

There is almost nothing under the Taoist Lord!

This is the strength of the various schools of thought in the Great Xia today!

"A hundred schools of thought contend?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

Even as strong as Jiang Shang and Sun Wu, he still looked happy.

When they reach their level, their pursuits have long been different.
To be continued...