Chapter 279

Confucius looked at the hot Confucianists and Legalists and hurried to Huaxia University. Li and they also followed.

However, some non religious wanjielou tourists looked at some Confucian and Legalist masters on the screen.

They don't know how to face the celebrities in their mind.

Like Yue buqun, these Wulin people, before entering the Wanjie building, they respected and revered Mencius, Shang Yang and Han Feizi.

However, after entering the Wanjie building, it is easier to gain the respect of others with strong strength.

But Confucius, Laozi and Guiguzi are not very strong at all.

Compared with Yue buqun, who came in early, there is still some gap.

Let them feel very contradictory about the attitude of these hundreds of sages.

At this time, monk Yuanzhen was also uneasy. Behind him, there were about 20 monks from Shaolin Temple, but all of them were young monks.

Some older monks were deliberately avoided by him.

Young monks are easy to deceive, but which of those old monks is not crafty and cunning. The city is very deep. Monk Yuanzhen is not sure to encourage them at all.

Every little monk who can travel to thousands of circles has an extraordinary identity.

They are not the first disciples of Shaolin Temple, or the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

The more ordinary and weak those Shaolin disciples look, the more profound their background is.

"It's them. I'll reason with them." monk Yuanzhen, with a solemn face, casually pointed to several Confucian disciples in the war.

Other young monks of Shaolin Temple agree with each other. Master Yuanzhen is really an eminent monk.

If you are beaten like that, you can still forgive others.

However, monk Yuanzhen, the little monk of Shaolin Temple, who had already been bewitched by monk Yuanzhen, was so angry that he did not hesitate to rush into the fighting crowd and hit the Confucian disciples.

As soon as several young monks entered the war zone, they were beaten head and blood.

The bald head is so obvious that you don't have to worry about hitting the wrong person.

Moreover, hundreds of disciples don't think much of Shaolin monks at all, and even vaguely reject them.

Monk Yuanzhen rushed into the war zone with a sad and angry face, but his heart was full of joy,.

Now the master of the legalist family will sue again. I'm afraid no one believes the eminent monk of Shaolin Temple.

Monk Yuanzhen didn't fight back at all. He looked like a disciple of Confucianism and Legalism.

Other young monks who hesitated also rushed into the war zone after watching the previous young monks and monk Yuanzhen beaten miserably.

Confucianists and Legalists still have some reservations about the fight between them.

Because the relationship between the two sides has long been with the passage of years. You have me and I have you.

The most ferocious fighting between the two sides was the disciples of Mencius and Xunzi.

But it's different for Shaolin monks to join.

Neither the supporters of the theory of good nature nor the theory of evil nature know which side the Shaolin Temple supports.

The little monks in Shaolin Temple didn't see who monk Yuanzhen meant.

Seeing someone attacking them, these little monks beat them back.

As a result, both the supporters of the theory of good nature and the theory of evil nature beat the monks around them.

Soon, the little monks were beaten black and blue, and even a few were trampled with shoe prints on their faces.

Some monks who watched through the big screen were immediately angry.

"Isn't that the Abbot's favorite little disciple whose front teeth were knocked off?"

"Isn't the nephew of the head of Dharma hall with three shoe prints on his face?"

"Isn't that the son who was beaten one by one on his head, the head of the commandment hall and before he became a monk?"

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Shaolin monks rushed towards Huaxia University.

Both the abbot and the first temple are the real power of Shaolin Temple.

If they find themselves unable to save, they may have a hard time in the future.

Confucius, who rushed to Huaxia University, looked worried. This is no longer a contradiction within Confucianism.

Now there are two powerful forces, Legalists and Buddhism, fighting Confucianism.

Coupled with the internal contradictions of Confucianism, Confucius felt a big head.

Li Zhe and Lao Tze looked relaxed.

"The Taoist faith of the fourth ancestor of Buddhism was beaten!"

Zhou Yang stood in the crowd outside, playing with his face.

These Confucian and Legalist disciples, apart from attacking the other side of the debate, beat them at the sight of bald heads.

The fourth ancestor Daoxin was not tall and had a public face. He wanted to stop the fight.

As a result, a Confucian disciple who was beaten into a panda's eye by a Buddhist disciple vaguely saw a bald head in front of him. As soon as he held down the bald head of the fourth ancestor's Taoist believer, he beat him hard.

Seeing the fourth patriarch's Taoist letter beaten so miserably, some monks who rely on their profound Buddhism can no longer calm down and kill into it one after another

"Everyone calm down and have something to discuss. No matter what point of view, we should seek common ground while reserving differences..." Confucius stopped outside the room, gasped and said loudly.

Fortunately, the current situation can be controlled.

But before he finished, he was pressed by two Shaolin monks who flew.

fuck! fuck! Nima·······

Some Confucian disciples became angry when they found Confucius under the pressure of Shaolin monks.

Abbot xuanci, who was walking out of the supermarket, smiled and held several crystal jade Buddhas. Taking them back can be used as the treasure of Shaolin Temple.

"Bang!"

Several Confucian disciples swooped on abbot xuanci silently and pressed abbot xuanci under them.

As a heavyweight of Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk was chased and beaten by dozens of Confucian disciples.

With his powerful lightness skill, the sweeping monk finally got rid of all the Confucian disciples.

Chuang Tzu and Yuan Tiangang are tasting a cup of Pu'er tea, leisurely looking at the Confucianists, Legalists and Shaolin Temple on the screen.

"It's wonderful!" Yuan Tiangang held back his smile, especially when he saw that Confucius was pressed down by several young monks in Shaolin Temple.

Chuang Tzu shook his head.

"Bang!"

Chuang Tzu was kicked to the ground before he could react.

"It's these scholars who beat the abbot of Shaolin Temple and beat me." the head of a Dharma hall in Shaolin Temple quietly lurked behind Zhuangzi, kicked him to the ground and said loudly to the Shaolin monks behind him.

"Call people! Call people! Call people quickly!" Chuang Tzu only heard a shrill scream, and was surrounded and beaten by the monks of Shaolin Temple.

Yuan Tiangang looked at the miserable Chuang Tzu and quickly pulled out a signal bomb from his arms and radiated it into the sky.

But in a minute, dozens of Taoists came, some flying in the air, some flying with swords, and some jumping on buildings.

After a while, he surrounded more than a dozen Shaolin monks.

"Save Zhuangzi!" Yuan Tiangang, who was beaten by the three, pointed to Zhuangzi who was beaten first and said anxiously.

Zhuangzi's clothes are casual, similar to the Confucian robes, and are the focus of attack by those Shaolin monks.

Other Taoist successors were shocked. Zhuangzi was the second in command of Taoism.

Even their second leaders dared to fight. One by one, they fought angrily at the monks of Shaolin Temple.

"Bang! Hit me hard! These monks with hair and practice beat master Dong." a Confucian disciple kicked Jesus to the ground from behind. These sinister monks even stepped on Dong Zhongshu's face.

After playing, I found something wrong. Although the clothes are a bit like, it seems that Indian monks have short hair and are not white.

"It's bad luck for them to fight!" the Confucian disciple shook his head and didn't see who was kicked to the ground by him.

"Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!... are you all right?" the two disciples of Jesus trembled and dared to get up from the ground when they saw a group of Confucian disciples leaving.

Looking at the two front teeth that fell on the ground, these scholars were too cruel. When they went back, they asked the church to send a crusade to destroy their country.

Zhou Yang did not stop these wars. As long as there were no human lives, they would fight as they liked.

However, the scope of the spread was beyond Zhou Yang's expectation.

From the internal struggle between the final Confucianists, it gradually spread to a wider and wider range

From Legalists to Buddhism, to Taoism, and even Yue buqun in Confucian robes, were blackhanded by * * * * * religion.

The war lasted for two hours. Under the protection of the disciples of all factions, they carried the heads of 100 families who were "seriously injured" to the hotel where they lived.

Everyone looked around nervously for fear that a black shooter would come out at any corner.

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