Putong!
The Four Seasons Academy's Dean, Huang Tianbo, fell to the ground stiffly, his breath cut off. Strands of True Qi lost control and actually emerged from his body, circling around his body for a while before returning to his body. It was deathly still.
He died from cultivation deviation and it was different from being beaten to death.
The Four Seasons Academy's Academy Master, Huang Tianbo, had died from Qi Deviation, but his cultivation was still there. Whoever obtained his body would be able to possess all of his magic, just like Han Xiaozi.
The Confucians present were all people with high cultivations and were all extremely knowledgeable. When they saw such a scene, their expressions couldn't help but change.
The disciples of the Confucians all started to whisper to one another.
At this point, those Confucians had the ability to remain calm, but their disciples had lost their composure. After all, the debate between the two sides had caused the illustrious Academy Head Confucian to die from anger.
"Angered to death? Four Seasons Academy Head was angered to death! He was scolded to death! "
"You can't blame him. The Second Saint's words are sharp like a Sword Celestial. Although the Four Seasons Academy Head is strong, how could he block him? "
"That's right! There are so many Confucians here, so how many experts are there? How much ability does the Four Seasons Academy Head have? He dares to be an evil guest? Since he is an evil guest, he has to be prepared. "
"He was the one who didn't do the right thing, talking about benefits and righteousness. He didn't do it himself and just talked to others. He deserves to be scolded to death."
"Speaking of which, as expected from the Second Saint. If our college got the Dragontooth Rice, who wouldn't treasure it? Why would we announce it to the world? The Four Seasons Academy Head is indeed guilty. "
"That's right, if he did the right thing and had a clear conscience, he wouldn't have gone mad."
"The more knowledgeable one is, the heavier the heart demon. The greater one's wisdom, the greater one's worries. We have to be careful."
"Four Seasons Academy's reputation is at rock bottom today. The Academy Head was scolded to death on the spot. Look at their disciples, their faces are all ashen white. Who knows how many Confucians will remember what the Second Saint said today? "
"We have to go back and record what happened today."
"I don't know if the dean will make public all the grain seeds in our academy's collection because of what the secondary sage said today? If that is the case, the people will definitely benefit. "
Discussions broke out.
The faces of the seventy-two disciples of the Four Seasons Academy were ashen. Their Hall Master, Huang Tianbo, had died on the spot. This was a scandal that would last for generations. Scholars cared about their reputation the most, and it was far more important than their lives. Now that they had lost their reputation, all of them wanted to die.
"It's good that you went into Qi deviation. In such a situation, you can't get out of it and can only die! When it comes to fighting for benefits, it's already a fight to the death! "
Hong Yi did not find it strange that Huang Tianbo's face did not change when he saw Huang Tianbo's death.
Today's debate was meant to be a battle of life and death, a battle of lives and reputations.
"Second Sage's words today have left me with a lot of feelings. Our Four Seasons Academy is indeed not righteous enough. Our teacher is not complete. When we return, we will definitely make up for it. We will publicize the Snowleaf Rice to benefit the people. However, in today's debate, my master will die. After a few years, the Four Seasons Academy will definitely come and debate with Second Sage again! "
At this moment, a disciple suddenly walked out from the Four Seasons Academy. He tore off half of his white robe and tied it around his head, using it as a mourning veil.
At the same time, this disciple picked up Huang Tianbo's corpse.
"This disciple's bearing is rather extraordinary. He made a prompt decision."
"He is Huang Tianbo's eighth disciple, Ye Tao. He's very good at reciting poems."
Many people present recognized this disciple called "Ye Tao".
Hong Yi's eyes also flashed. He felt that the Four Seasons Academy was full of talents and would indeed not be cut off. Moreover, today's grudge had already been sown. In the future, there would inevitably be some small troubles.
However, he was naturally not afraid. After editing the "Book of Changes", the Zhou Yi Academy would definitely become the leader of the world's Orthodox Dao. The Monogatari's Grand Supreme Dao was an unorthodox Dao, so he indeed did not care about these small troubles.
"It's rare for the Four Seasons Academy to have such a talent. Go back and cultivate your virtue! If you have accomplished your own righteousness and worked for the welfare of the people, in the future, when you come to my Zhou Yi Academy, we will still welcome you with courtesy. "
"Second Sage, the Four Seasons Academy bids farewell!"
Ye Tao bowed. His gaze became a slit, and it was frighteningly deep. Then, he slowly retreated with the corpse. He and a group of disciples moved the corpse onto the carriage and left the Zhou Yi Academy.
…
A single debate had directly angered a great academy master to death!
Huang Tianbo had just tested the incisive sharpness of Hong Yi's words. They were unstoppable. At this moment, the academy masters of the "Mountain River Academy", the academy masters of the "College of Liberal Arts", and the other factions of science, as well as the dozen or so great scholars that Hong Xuanji was on good terms with, as well as their disciples, were all silent.
Who would still risk losing their reputation and come out to compete with Hong Yi?
"Just now, Brother Hong's words are indeed correct. Our academies all have our own rice seeds, but we keep them for ourselves and do not benefit the people. Therefore, our Brahma Academy has already announced our rice seeds to the Brahma Province and taught the people how to cultivate them. This is the beginning of spring, and approximately three million households in the Brahma Province have already planted our Brahma Rice. "
At this moment, the academy master of the Brahma Academy, who was also the head of the Fan Clan, Fan Yuntao, stood up and said with a stern look in his eyes.
At the same time, the Sun, Wang, and Wu Clans also stood up and said in unison, "Not bad, not bad. From today onwards, while we talk about righteousness, we also have to benefit the people. Everyone, why don't we, the academies, come to an agreement today and announce the seeds that we have kept in our collections. "
"These four aristocratic families are really smart. We agreed that if we announce our own rice, I would give a portion of the Dragontooth Rice to them to plant. Now that we suddenly mentioned it, they are using righteousness to make it seem like we are the ones giving it up. But this way, it will increase my strength. "
Hong Yi looked at the actions of the four family heads and thought to himself.
"That makes sense. The Second Saint even announced the Dragontooth Rice. We can't fall behind him. "The Chongyang Academy academy head said.
Then, the various academy heads all expressed their opinions.
The moment they did so, the dozens of Confucians from the eight major sects seemed isolated.
….
Hu …
A gust of wind blew over. The fan-wielding Confucian Lord of the Mountain River Court instantly felt some pressure. Hong Yi's surging momentum was truly unstoppable.
Like him, all the great Confucians of the Neo-Confucian School were clear-minded people. They immediately knew that if they didn't take a stand today, they would really be known as "hypocrites" in the future.
The Mountain River Court Lord said, "That's only natural. Today's meeting can be said to be a meeting for the benefit of our Confucian Community."
The other Confucians all expressed their opinions.
"This Hong Yi is forcing us to bleed …" After expressing his opinion, the head's heart was dripping blood, "Why are the four family heads so generous? They definitely got permission to plant Hong Yi's Dragontooth Rice. It is natural for them to give up their own seeds. Now that we are giving up the seeds, we can't get the Dragontooth Rice … "
After the Confucians expressed their opinions, they knew that they were at a huge disadvantage. But there was nothing they could do now.
"Good, this is a true move to benefit the people. We didn't waste our time studying the books of the saints! Our contribution this time is no less than the ancient emperor teaching the people how to plant the five grains. With just a thought, everyone will become a saint. Let's call this hall the 'All Saints Hall'. "
With a thought, Hong Yi raised his hand and flicked his vital energy. Immediately, the signboard in the reception hall turned into the words' All Saints Hall '.
What he did was to make the name of the All Saints' Hall resound and establish the position of a magical treasure of the righteous path that had never been seen before.
A treasure, for its name to spread, was also a form of mental strength.
Today, he would make the name of All Saint Hall spread. From now on, it would be passed down from generation to generation. As the top of the righteous path, he would be able to ride on the Boat of Good Fortune.
"Fame is also a kind of power, a power that is not to be underestimated. Hong Yi's actions are really amazing. He is making his treasure famous. Making a name for itself is indeed amazing. "
Xie Wenyuan, Yun Xiangxiang, and the others who knew about Hong Yi were shocked when they heard what Hong Yi said.
"Today, the name of All Saint Hall will spread. It will be passed down through the ages. Who knows how many myths and legends it will give rise to, and the people will have faith in it. The idea of faith will be absorbed … Taking advantage of today's announcement of the grain seeds, he will make a name for himself. Impressive, impressive …"
The four family heads were even more shocked.
What happened today would definitely be passed down through the ages. In the future, when it was mentioned, it would be said that the great Confucians of the world held a meeting in All Saint Hall to benefit the people.
How could the All Saint Hall not become the top treasure of the righteous path?
Regardless of the Boat of Good Fortune or the Eternal Kingdom, in front of such a title, it would first lose its momentum. What was the emperor's teacher? What was the Way of the King? After making a name for itself, it would be the Way of the King.
Xie Wenyuan, Yun Xiangxiang, and the four family heads all knew that today's event had made a name for the All Saint Hall. Although it could not increase the power of the treasure, it had greatly sublimated the essence of the spirit.
This was a supreme way to refine the treasure! The Great Way!
The concept within was extremely profound. It could only be understood, but not conveyed in words.
…
"All Saint Hall? It is indeed a good name. With a single thought, everyone will become a saint. What we are doing today is indeed imitating the sages of the ancient times. However, in this situation, a good poem that will be passed down through the ages is needed to match it. Second Sage Wen Si is the most intelligent person in the world. Can you recite a poem for today's situation? "
The dean of the School of Liberal Arts suddenly spoke.
He made a move, but this time, he did not debate. Instead, he directly asked Hong Yi to recite a poem.
"Oh?"
Hong Yi glanced at the dean of the School of Liberal Arts, raised his head, and said with a smile, "Based on the origins of the Confucian school of mind, I only talk about having a clear conscience. With a clear conscience, one will be at ease, without fear or worry. A gentleman is magnanimous, but I do not use the principles of Confucianism to follow the rules. The heart is fickle, and there is no way to follow the rules. "
"In that case, let's listen to the second sage's poem."
The dean of the Mountain River Court opened his folding fan with a swoosh, prepared to attack immediately after Hong Yi recited the poem.
Hong Yi took a deep look at the dean of the Mountain River Court, causing the latter's heart to skip a beat. He took a few steps forward, and the hall fell silent.
After taking seven steps, Hong Yi stopped and recited, "Come and go as you please, without fear or worry. The All Saint Hall is magnanimous, and there is no spring or autumn in the Great Thousand Realms!"
Every single word was condensed into a form and floated within the great hall. Everyone who heard it felt as if they had truly grasped their own hearts. Their hearts were at ease, without fear or worry. They were as magnanimous as a gentleman. The seasons of the Boundless Thousand Worlds had already passed outside of their hearts.
Their hearts were immortal, not caring about time, neither increasing nor decreasing, neither born nor destroyed.
The dean of the Mountain River Court let out a few heavy breaths, but he could not find any problems with the poem.
The dean of the school of Confucianism was silent at this moment. They were not the only ones, but the other great Confucian scholars were also silent. They chewed on the artistic conception of the poem and felt that they had benefited greatly.
All of a sudden, the eldest disciple under Xie Wenyuan's command shuddered, and his body gave off a feeling that life and death were fickle and that he could see through barriers. He had actually cultivated the ghostly immortal dao technique.
Although this disciple had never left his body and nurtured his spirit, his heart and mind were clear now. After his spirit left his body, he immediately became a ghostly immortal.
Such a change was known as the cultivation of literary thought in the cultivation of a scholar.
The essays written by such a person were like a gem, brilliant like a beautiful brocade.
Seeing such a change, everyone felt that Hong Yi's poem was indeed profound, and it spoke of the profoundness of a magnanimous heart.
"The All Saint Hall is magnanimous, and there is no spring or autumn in the Great Thousand Realms … What a great All Saint Hall!" Many great Confucian scholars exclaimed in admiration. Even the dean of the four great sage families could not help but admire Hong Yi's prowess.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the hall, "Brother Hong has restored the All Saint Hall's reputation today. He is truly a supreme talent and has unparalleled means of refining dharma treasures. I, Su Mu, am impressed."
"The Grand Supreme Taoist Su Mu is here!"
As soon as the voice fell, the disciple outside also came in.
The great Confucian scholars saw Su Mu walking over from the distant path. She reached the entrance of the hall, but did not enter.
"Why isn't Miss Su Mu coming in?" Hong Yi frowned.
"I'm not coming in. I'm here on behalf of the sect leader to issue a challenge to Brother Hong!"
Su Mu's words stirred up a thousand waves!
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