Above the sky.

At this moment, Zhu Zi was wearing a wide dress and wearing a broad belt, with a solemn face, and his eyes were like a thousand-foot-foot-long abyss, deep and invisible. The domineering and violent aura that had been used in various holy martial arts bodies was all restrained, and his literary spirit became cloudy and soared into the sky.

The only one in heaven and earth is seen in a blue dress!

After a thousand years of age, one person almost suppressed Wen Dao's energy!

This is Zhu Zi!

"Since that's the case, then come!"

Zhu Zi spoke, his voice was bright, like cutting gold and broken jade, and there was a thunderous sound of water waves under his feet, "The eternal literary way must be there, and one person will ride the long river alone!"

"Build cultural religion! The long river of Confucianism! Rise!"

Zhu Zi's whole body produced endless brilliance, and his whole body spread his arms and raised his head to look at the sky!

Rumble!

Accompanied by the sound of waves that resounded through the world, the sound suddenly became rapid, like a storm, and the waves hit the shore!

A long river like a vast sea suddenly rushed out from behind Zhu Zi, connecting the world and implementing time and space, vast, with no future and no end.

There are bright stars scattered in the long river, and each star contains a figure of Zhuoran holding a classic book, and figures stand tall on the long river.

That is the phantom of all schools of thought!

At the same time, every figure of the sect is filled with the extremely strong power of faith and terrifying divine light of the people, hanging high in the sky, almost like a brilliant galaxy!

Rumble!

At this moment, the entire world, the four heavens and heavens were shaking together!

Even Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng who were fleeing could not help looking back, and saw an endless river falling from the nine heavens above Fuzhou Prefecture, with literary energy soaring into the sky, and all the figures stood together.

The vast long river basin is vast and far away, almost covering the sky!

"The long river?! The long river of Wendao? No, no, this is a...new long river!"

"Zhu Zi!"

A name flashed through their minds!

It is indeed worthy of being a past saint!

Such background and means are truly unique in the world!

At the same time, the long river of Dao and the long river of Buddha veins also fluctuated one after another. Five figures sitting cross-legged at the source of the long river all lowered their eyes and looked at the long river behind Zhu Zi...the long river.

"All the sects return to Confucianism, and the new river is formed by the interweaving of countless faith powers and the principles of the sects! This Zhu Zi is indeed a great successor. He inherits Confucianism and eliminates the decline of Confucianism. It is really a great courage!"

"Although it's just a prototype, its future potential is limitless!"

"Maybe one day in the future, we can really create a new river!"

"Although we sit upright at the source of the long river, we are not pioneers after all. One person occupies a river. Even if this river is far less powerful than the two rivers of Taoism and Buddha, its status is not below..."

Even the Taoist ancestors and Buddhas could not help but show their solemn expressions. They regarded their scholars as the gods of Confucianism. In a sense, this is no essential difference from the Taoist vein and the Buddha vein.

However, even so, Zhu Zi can do these things, which is a great asset!

So much so that Yang Fan, who was in charge of the Sun and the Sun Star at the same time, was covered by the shock brought by Zhu Zi. Of course, two people were always paying attention to Yang Fan, and a cool look flashed in their eyes.

It is Sakyamuni Buddha and the Taoist ancestor of the Heavenly Master!

Especially the latter, when his eyes passed by the huge Tai Chi diagram composed of the Sun Star and Taiyin Star in front of Yang Fan, the feeling of being fooled became stronger and stronger!

After all, both the Sun and the Moon Stars had fallen into his hands.

Especially the Taiyin Star, he has been secretly controlled by him for many years. He is very suspicious that the one who robbed Taiyin Star was not the big demon at all, but this Yang Fan!

Contact this person's mother Ji Yuanxi's troubles caused to them these days...

The chill in his eyes became more and more amazing.

The long river of literary Taoism.

One by one, one figure appeared one by one, so that the long river began to shake. These people all had an identity, that is, the ancient philosophers, but what they achieved in later generations were all silent!

"Little Zhu Zhu, you're really capable!"

"Turning culture into a religion and turning my literary method into this ghost look. What's the difference between this and some Taoist people who chose to go alone and establish Taoism? If I hadn't been unable to go down, I would have beaten him to death with my own hands!"

"It's okay, he will come up! Then we will beat him together!"

"Add me one!"

"I'll come too!"

“…”

These figures looked at Zhu Zi quietly, and even Zhu Zi felt a little chilling on his back.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly sighed.

"This life will be destroyed, and the return of the long river of Wendao will inevitably bring back a batch of new blood in the future... It's a pity that after this life is buried, my Chinese seedlings will cut off another realm of origin..."

As soon as these words came out, all the figures present were silent.

An invisible and deep sorrow that it cannot be dissolved is enveloped on the long river of Wendao.

At this time, above Fuzhou Prefecture.

Zhu Zi sorted out his thoughts, suppressed his strangeness, and looked at Yang Fan calmly.

"Qing Emperor, please give me advice!"

"Haha, it's easy to say!"

Yang Fan looked at Zhu Zi, his voice still calm.

He didn't expect that the idea that Zhu Zi told him in his incarnation turned into reality today.

However, when Yang Fan's eyes passed the gods standing in the long river of Confucianism, he had only one thought in his mind. The other party replaced the gods of Confucianism... aren't you really afraid of being beaten to death?

"Then let me try whether your Confucianism can compare with the two rivers of Taoism and Buddhism!"

Yang Fan had a thought, and the Tai Chi diagram composed of the Sun Star and the Taiyin Star in front of him suddenly accelerated, and the black and white colors spread out instantly, and the yin and yang energy instantly smashed towards the long river of Confucianism like a sudden rain!

In an instant, it was like a meteorite falling from the sky!

Zhu Zi knew that this was just Yang Fan's temptation, but he was not careless.

After all, the powers of the sun and the moon are one person, and their status is so high that even if it is just a test, it should not be underestimated.

So, when he thought, the river of Confucianism suddenly shook, and big stars in Hanoi lit up, and more than twenty broad-clad men with big clothes and big sleeves stepped out together.

Then, the bodies of these figures suddenly evolved into violent martial arts, and their entire body expanded directly, turning into muscle giants. The wide and terrifying muscles were almost exploded, and they suddenly took big steps towards the yin and yang energy!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

They jumped up, and their fists were like raindrops, bombarding the Yin and Yang energy. For a moment, they broke the Yin and Yang energy flying like meteorites together!

"interesting!"

Seeing this, a light flashed through Yang Fan's eyes.

Because he could see that every philosopher was almost equivalent to the incarnation of Zhu Zi, not only with the long river of Confucianism, but also able to borrow the power of the entire long river.

However, the other party has flaws in the end.

That is, the long river of Confucianism has begun to emerge, and its foundation is really too weak!

"It seems that you deserve some real skills from me!"
Chapter completed!