"Humph!"
Zhou Yang's words made Teacher Wen furious.
"If you were not so aggressive, why would someone put a knife on your neck? There is a reason for everything. No one would want to kill you for no reason," Teacher Wen said sternly.
"Ridiculous."
Zhou Yang shook his head. This Teacher Wen was already too stubborn.
"What is so ridiculous? I want to hear your explanation." Teacher Wen waved his sleeves and sat down.
"Grandfather …" Wen Xiyu was a little anxious. She wanted to persuade her grandfather to accept Zhou Yang as a disciple, but she did not expect it to backfire.
"Xiyu, stand aside and let him speak," Teacher Wen said angrily.
Wen Xiyu glared at Zhou Yang and said, "Zhou Yang, admit your mistake."
"Why should I admit my mistake?" Zhou Yang glanced at Wen Xiyu, then looked at Teacher Wen and said, "Senior, your words are directed at yourself. In your position, as long as you do not take the initiative to provoke others, no one will put a knife on your neck."
"But what if your status is low? Yesterday, my friend's sister was almost raped by a thug who claimed to be a genius in front of everyone because of her beauty. May I ask what crime she has committed? "
"What!" Wen Xiyu was stunned and instantly became furious.
"That kind of person belongs to the evil spirit. There is no harm in killing him," Teacher Wen said indifferently.
"His name is Yuan Hongfei, ranked 93rd on the New Star List, a genius of the Li family, and a dazzling figure of the Imperial City?"
Hearing this, Teacher Wen and Wen Xiyu turned pale with fright. A dignified person on the New Star List had done such a thing. It was difficult for them to understand.
"Senior, if this world is really like what you think, where evil spirits are evil spirits and people of the same path are of the same path, then why would I, Zhou Yang, have a murderous aura? It is just that some people of the same path are evil spirits, and some evil spirits are of the same path. In the eyes of warriors, there is only the strong and the weak, so the weak should be like my friend, and the strong can become evil spirits at any time... "
When he spoke up to here, Zhou Yang couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. "The weak are the original sin, and the strong are the law. The Confucian Dao has become a good old man in Senior's eyes because Senior hasn't seen the suffering of the world. I think the true Confucian Dao isn't like this."
"Ridiculous! People like Yuan Hongfei are extremely rare. If this world was filled with people like him, then how could there be the birth of Confucianism …" Teacher Wen loudly said.
"It's precisely because there are too many people in the world that the Confucian Dao was born. Killing a person in ten steps and invincible for a thousand miles, this is the best proof …"
Ten steps to kill a man, a thousand miles unstoppable!
A wave of righteous energy spread out from Zhou Yang's body. From afar, Zhou Yang looked like a god that had descended from the heavens. His righteous energy was impervious to all evils.
Teacher Wen immediately stood up. His eyes were filled with shock. How could this bloody poem arouse such awe-inspiring righteousness?
"Where did this poem come from?" Teacher Wen asked in surprise.
"My first time was a Confucian in the Great Zhou Imperial City." Zhou Yang smiled.
"I'm familiar with the various Confucian classics. How could I have never heard of it?"
"The Great Zhou Imperial City has no less than a thousand books of poetry. The great Confucian is like a river crossing the river. Have you read all of the classics left behind by him?"
Teacher Wen did not speak. Zhou Yang was right. Although he claimed to be knowledgeable and was one of the few people in Dragon Martial Country who had some achievements in Confucianism, if he had been in the Zhou Dynasty, he might not even be as good as a disciple. His knowledge would only be a drop in the ocean.
"In the future, you can come to the Confucian Institute to cultivate, but I am not your teacher. I can't teach you anything."
After Teacher Wen finished speaking, he seemed to have aged a few years. He turned around and left, his back looking somewhat frail.
Zhou Yang knew that his words had touched Teacher Wen, but with Teacher Wen's pride, he would not admit it in front of him.
"How can you argue with my grandfather? He is one of the three great Confucians of the Confucian Pavilion." Wen Xiyu glared at Zhou Yang and said unhappily.
"Do you mean that I am wrong?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"No, I have always felt that my grandfather's Dao was flawed. I used to argue with him like you, but I lost every time. But you …"
"Did I win?"
"Yes, I have never seen my grandfather like this," Wen Xiyu said with some sadness.
"I am sorry, I did not expect it to be like this," Zhou Yang said apologetically.
Wen Xiyu shook her head after a long time. "Perhaps this is a good thing for my grandfather."
"Actually … it is not a bad thing to have a few more pure people in this world."
Zhou Yang shook his head. Although Teacher Wen was stubborn, he was an admirable person. At least he dared to say that Yuan Hongfei was an evil spirit.
"Let's go, Zhou Yang. I will take you to a place."
After a long time, Wen Xiyu suddenly smiled.
"Where to?"
"Of course, to a place where you can improve your strength. Otherwise, how will you survive the next dangerous situation?"
Wen Xiyu said as they walked.
"You are so concerned about me. Have you fallen in love with me?" Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"You …"
Wen Xiyu's face turned red. She suddenly realized that she was too enthusiastic. She did not know why she felt an inexplicable joy when she saw Zhou Yang again.
"Don't be too narcissistic. I am only doing this because I want to return the favor. You know, I am not a person who would bite the hand that feeds me." Wen Xiyu said and hurried on with her journey.
The two of them did not speak. After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, a huge palace appeared in front of Zhou Yang.
"The God of Wealth Palace!"
Zhou Yang smiled. This was the place he wanted to come to.
"I saw that you have obtained a lot of wealth. I was afraid that you would not know the way, so I brought you here. Let's go, I will personally help you choose."
After saying that, Wen Xiyu pulled Zhou Yang into the hall.
There were a few people in the hall, but most of them were just watching.
"Medicinal pills, magic tools, weapons, secret techniques, martial arts … it really has everything."
Zhou Yang looked at the stone tablets in the palace and could not help but show a happy expression.
"Of course, these are the cultivation resources that the royal family gave to the geniuses in the imperial city. But these are not what you want to buy."
"Not what?"
Zhou Yang frowned. He still wanted to take a look at the Dharma artifact category. His Dharma artifact, Big Bell, had played a big role in the last battle in Monarch City.
"Of course not, I want to show you the best things."
Wen Xiyu said as she dragged Zhou Yang to the back. There was a white stone tablet behind them.
"Confucianism …" Zhou Yang was somewhat reluctant. In his opinion, Confucianism was just like alchemy, it was just a hobby in his spare time.
"Zhou Yang, don't look down on Confucianism. If one day you achieve the Big Dipper Scripture and enter the eighth level, you will know the importance of Confucianism."
"Eighth level …"
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