Zeng Shen had no way to answer.

No one can assert 100% of the future.

"When you want them to go back three generations?"

"No, don't you have these rights without going backwards?"

Cheng Zhiyuan and Zeng Shen talked: "There are some things that were originally born with or just done, but now they are gone, and everyone thinks that this is normal."

“It’s never been true.”

Zeng Shen no longer had the intention and did not want to debate with Cheng Zhiyuan anymore, because in his mountains and rivers, the people had begun to pass away in large numbers, and now 300,000 people have left!

The saints began to panic.

Because those 300,000 people were not staying in one place, they gradually went to the whole world and began to criticize the inherent truths. They took back what they should have and tried to establish a new order similar to the three generations.

"How dare those who are not born with sacred people dare to covet the throne of the emperor! Isn't the so-called leader the emperor?"

"This kind of thing is simply ridiculous. Without Shengxian as the leader, do you think you are not weak with the saint!"

After all, Confucianism is not a politician who governs the country. They began to try to persuade with reason and emphasize the status of the emperor and the meaning of etiquette and virtue, but the common people did not want to hear these things.

They just want to get back what they have lost and what they could have.

"The reason for poverty is wrong! Do you think that you are governing by doing nothing, and letting you ignore it is good! The governance of a small country and a small people is not suitable for the world at all!"

Zixun's voice was extremely loud, trying to stop the common people under his command from leaving.

But there is no way, no way to stop it.

Boom!

The palace with the Confucian Sect opened, and the thatched hut suddenly fell down.

Mr. Zixia's Jian Du closed his disciples, and most of the names he carried were kings, princes, generals and ministers.

The common people moved the names of kings, princes, generals and ministers. Wu Qi and others were dead, and their names were just plaques.

"Mr. Zixia! These common people!"

Someone gritted his teeth, but Zixia said, "My house collapsed. It was not that I wanted it to fall, but that the world made it fall."

"This is just a result after all...just derivation."

Mr. Zixia felt that the mountain and river calf seemed to have changed color.

Some names gathered together, and they were soldiers who followed the shouts of kings, princes, generals and ministers to suppress the common people.

"This battle has nothing to do with the saint!"

This is the shouting of the common people, and more, more common people stood up, their names shining brightly, freeing from the protection of the saints.

"That's a world that cannibalizes people, why should I join it?"

Dan Tai Mieming's voice was a little hoarse. The reason why he agreed to join Zisi's lineage was because he believed that this concept of "sages are the same as the poor" could create a paradise.

And in the Book of Peoples, he did see this possibility.

As long as the Confucian school comes to the world, it is enough. Even if this is against etiquette, as long as there is King Wu Yue, then you can try to abdicate to Sang Dangzi today.

But now, everything is ruined.

"Everything was ruined by you!"

Dan Tai Mieming suddenly stood up and captured Cheng Zhiyuan!

The power of the saint burst out, but in the end, they were just a cloud of clouds. Cheng Zhiyuan transformed away, and the mountain and river calf fell to the ground.

Suddenly it started to burn!

"Dan Tai! Don't get angry!"

"Fire! What are they doing!"

The saints saw the kings, princes, generals and ministers commanding soldiers and launching suppression on the common people, but the common people did not retreat at all and fought fiercely in blood and fire!

"It wouldn't have been like this, our path is also correct. Cheng Zhiyuan used sophistry to put the people back into the world of cannibalism..."

"Why did you know there were tigers in the mountain, but you still wanted to go to Tiger Mountain?"

Zisi didn't understand, but in fact, all saints didn't understand!

"Is there any problem with our principles?"

"If so, then the people in the world will not fight for the Tao, why are they for?"

Some people's face gradually turned pale.

"Is Confucius wrong?"

"shut up!"

Someone cursed and looked at the world fiercely, and even more at Cheng Zhiyuan.

When the saints saw the mountains and rivers, Cheng Zhiyuan transformed into a illusion.

The common people move forward, step by step.

The kings, princes, generals and ministers also refused to retreat, and the two sides were like two meat pies crushed together, bleeding and breathing out!

"This... should not be like this! Etiquette collapses and music is broken, and etiquette collapses and music is broken! The kings and princes will protect their people accordingly..."

"Then the princes fought endlessly, who would have suffered in the end!"

"The princes are all usurpers!"

"Then you should go and serve the emperor!"

"The people are more valuable than the king, but how can the people make the king's rebellion now?"

"This is the instigation. What do they want! In the end, there is nothing, nothing is gone!"

"Everyone in the world is running for fame or profit!"

The voices between the saints were mixed together, and finally, Zixia's voice sounded.

"Maybe we will all be buried with the old times. From this point of view, if we have the skill of talking about absurd truths, it is better to go to Yanmen Pass to fight against the Huns."

Xunzi smiled: "It's the most."

The mountains and rivers are getting redder and blood flows into the sky, making the rivers and seas more colorful!

The world is in chaos!

The saints' luck has been reduced, their principles have been squeezed, and kings, princes, generals and soldiers have been erased. In this process, many soldiers' names have been rebelled.

"The sages must come to an end in person!"

Wan Zhang spoke out, deafeningly, his name shining brightly among the mountains and rivers, trying to suppress Cheng Zhiyuan!

Cheng Zhiyuan raised his arms and said nothing.

But all the common people reached out to the sky!

Wan Zhang's great sage was shaking violently, his face suddenly turned pale, he quickly stopped, and he began to call: "Sages, unite!"

Dan Tai Mieming's expression was complicated: "The Tao is different. The saint's principles are for the purpose of existence rather than suppressing the people."

Cheng Zhiyuan: "The reason why the saints recommended their kings and nobles to the kings and nobles is because only the kings and nobles can promote the implementation of the new principles. So what if all the people also have this ability?"

Some saints are silent.

A saint was shaken.

"Absurd, this kind of-!"

Zi Xun wanted to scold him, but found that there was no angle or reason for his anger. He looked at Zi Si. Zi Si did not speak, looked at Zeng Shen, and Zeng Shen had not come back to his senses, and Dan Tai was already shaken!

What if the people who dominate the world are the people rather than the kings and nobles?

Even for the three generations, there is the blood of Huangdi, but the real people...

Le Zheng said: "I have never had it since then! Now there is only suppression, and there is no other way! After all, this is just the instigation of Wanminlu!"

He tried to calm those noisy names with the majesty of the saint!

But under the majesty of the saint, there are always some names that keep beating!

Dong--

A voice attracted the attention of all saints.

That was Dan Tai Mieming, and the Jian calf in his hand fell to the ground for some reason.
Chapter completed!