Four groups of people rushed to the endless Dead Sea and stayed on the coast of the vast sea.

But they definitely didn't dare to take any step, wanting to step into the moist and dark sea water, for fear that they would be drowned by some unknown force of the sea water if they were not careful.

A man with a jade crown on his head and cool sleeves was the first to rush to the coast. He looked behind him and squinted his eyes. Then he fell directly onto the beach on the coast. No one pushed him. He was the one who was going to fall.

, and his own head fell into the sand.

Therefore, the whole person and his head were plunged into the sand in one breath, motionless as if dead, and people couldn't help but frown, what happened to this person? Could it be that his soul died in the West like this?

It's absolutely impossible. This person's cultivation is still there, and his breathing is still there. It's impossible for him to die. Where did this person come from?

This man came from an extremely famous Confucian school in the Central Plains. As we all know, the giant Taiping Mountain is filled with Confucian disciples and nothing else.

So far, the Taiping Mountain has stood in the Central Plains for thousands of years without falling, and has continuously supplied the Luoyang court with a steady stream of students. It is only because of the support of the Taiping Mountain and the support of several university palaces that the Luoyang Empire emerged.

There is an endless supply of local talent.

"Half in the turbid current, half in the clear, Han Jian silently listens to the gentleman's wishes, and looks proudly at the pale red dust of the world."

This praise is the high praise given to this man, Dan Hongchen, by the Academy.

Although he was trapped in the turbulent flow of the world of mortals, he did not want to join in the turmoil of the world. He still adhered to his noble integrity. Only the books he carried with him could understand his lofty ambitions. He looked at the world with pride and laughed at the ordinary people in the ups and downs of the world of mortals.

This person is Dan Hongchen, a descendant of the great Neo-Confucian scholar! He has the title of a primary school Confucian scholar, and his knowledge is many times greater than that of the first-year-old and the first-year-old who are about to come here.

And this self-proclaimed elementary school Confucian, Dan Hongchen, is about to follow the footsteps of his ancestors and go to the ends of the earth to find out the answer to whether the sky is square or round.

"Do you know this man who fell into the sand and carried a book box on his back?"

Not far away from the man, there were also figures gathered in twos and threes. It was obvious that this was the second group of people who came here, and they were discussing the world of elementary school scholars with their heads buried deep in the sand.

"This person is quite capable of pretending. This little Buddha has heard of this person's name. He is known as a Confucian scholar to the outside world. We Donghuang Buddhas all pay attention to the immortality of fate and the purity of fate. If it does not hinder us from doing things, we should not cause trouble.

, there is no need to discuss whether Buddhism or Confucianism is superior or inferior, just remember that in the end our Buddhist Dharma is superior, all brothers and sisters can keep it in mind."

"Yes, senior brother Wu Mie Sheng!"

In the second group of people, there seemed to be a group of young monks practicing Buddhism!

If Yang Shengzi takes a look here, why don't any of these monks shave their heads? What's going on? Could it be that they are fake monks?

If you think about it this way, you are totally wrong.

This group of young Buddhist monks did not shave their heads. Instead, they all had long hair hanging down on their waists. If there were no insiders, some people might think that these people are a group of nondescript monster monks. Well,

I don't want to be a bald monk, but I insist on imitating that of a noble lady, who is still very rosy. Do you think I have stolen the wrong child, and I want to dress up like a woman and attract attention?

These are the intuitive feelings that uninformed people can see at a glance. In fact, they are indeed Buddhist disciples who have escaped into Buddhism and devoted themselves to studying Buddhism. However, they do not have to cut off their hair and become monks like the monks in the Buda Zen Palace.

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In Buddhism, there are two theories: Hinayana Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism.

Theravada Buddhism strictly adheres to the 218 major precepts and the 361 minor precepts set by some bastard. They really do not treat their fellow Buddhists as human beings, but in Theravada Buddhism, they

It is precisely because of the birth of these clear rules and precepts that Buddhist disciples like them can practice more effectively with less effort. It is not as bad as outsiders say!

The opposite is the Mahayana Buddhism. Compared with the Hinayana Buddhism, there are not so many clear rules and precepts. The Buddha's heart is still there, and the Buddha's teachings can last forever. What is emphasized is the mentality of immortality. Non-Mahayana Buddhism disciples cannot understand it.

There is deep meaning in it.

In particular, the Donghuang Buddhist Capital in Dongxingzhou is the most representative. The Buddhist monks there basically do not eat vegetarian food, and they still chant words such as "My Buddha will live forever." How can they even eat so poorly?

To recite the goodness of the Buddha is obviously not something the monks in Donghuang Buddhist Capital like to do.

They also have other things to do. These young Buddhist monks also grow long hair and beards. They do whatever makes them happy.

You can even marry a wife and go home. You can stay with your beautiful wife every day, and your wife and children will be on the hot bed no longer. This makes the shaved monks in the Buda Zen Palace so angry that they are itching their teeth.

I can't wait to break the precepts and curse loudly, which is an insult to the thief of Buddhism!

In the eyes of the bald monks at Buda Zen Palace, these monks trampled on the Dharma in their hearts over and over again. They were really despicable!

Over time, the Buda Zen Palace called these Buddhist monks who grew their hair and raised their wives and children the meat-and-wine monks, the evil monks who learned the Dharma...

If Buddhas are different, they will not work together. The great road reaches heaven. Each one goes to one side, and no one will look at him or her.

The second group of people right now are demonic monks who want to drink, eat meat, and don’t shave their heads!

One of the leaders even claimed to be a Little Buddha! This was incredible. He was so angry that the monks at the Buda Zen Palace were so angry that they even came to the endless Dead Sea to compete for supremacy because the reading seeds planted in the sand were buried in the red dust.

Zan is a junior Confucian, and this Buddhist disciple of immortality is the little Buddha!

How could such a vast ocean like the endless Dead Sea gather together such proud people?

It seems that this sea is now a place full of talents. Even the mountain cultivators who have not been out for a long time have come in two groups. It makes sense that the immortal sects are different, but this is a completely different path of heaven between Buddhism and Confucianism.

, how not to shock people!

People from the two sects of Buddhism and Confucianism have already come, will that sect come again? The answer is that they will definitely come. Just when the eyes of Little Buddha Immortal Life were looking at the Confucian sect Tian Hongchen, quietly behind them

There are several mysterious winds coming.

The person who arrived did not use his own martial arts skills, but stepped on the windy place with his own feet and wrapped his toes in the wind. He did not come with the wind, but lit the wind and came to the head of Donghuang Buddha's immortal being.

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"Xiao Dao Qingyang, I have met you all."

The person who spoke was also an extremely young Taoist disciple. He had Taoist hair hanging down his shoulders. It would change from time to time. Sometimes it was golden, and sometimes it would emit a faint fluorescence like a firefly. It was really wonderful.

Like a wonderful person.

He was wearing a cave-heaven robe, which was somewhat similar to the Taoist robe worn by Maoshan Chen Huaixian when he besieged and beheaded the king's generals. Upon closer inspection, there were some slight differences. The specific differences were not noticed by the Buddhists and Confucians.

When I came out, I only knew that this person had an extremely famous reputation in the Taoist sect, and that he was a little different from the little Confucian and the Little Buddha.

Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are complex. Some immortal sects belong to the Hundreds of Immortal Alliance Schools, while some sects have their own sects.

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A family, such as Taipingshan, is a great Confucian sect formed entirely by scholars, and there are many branches under it.

The three of them are the horns of each other, standing on three legs!

Today, when the three sects gather together, it may not be as simple as crossing the sea, but also consciously or unconsciously competing for supremacy and dominance in the great world!

Just when Xiaodao Qingyang said these words, Xiaoru Dan Hongchen, who had fallen into the ground, stood up upside down out of thin air with a sudden sound, looking like a dead person resurrected from the coffin board, and then the look in his eyes

An eyeball blinked inexplicably, and his figure came directly to the mid-air where Qingyang was, and stayed in the air for a moment.

Next, a beam of Buddha's light floated out. The little Buddha in Donghuang Buddha Capital's Wumie grew and his hair fluttered. His whole body was like a golden Buddha shadow, soaring into the air and coming to the side of Xiao Rudan Hongchen.

The three proud men of heaven stood together awe-inspiring, but there was still one step between them.

As for the rest of the fellow disciples, they are all looking at each other on the ground, and they are full of energy and have their own demeanor. It does not mean that only the three in the air have the limelight, each has his own merits, and these fellow fellows will not go either.

Compare, let alone compare.

In addition to the Buddhist disciples of Donghuang Buddha Capital, there are seven young Buddhist disciples of Donghuang Buddha Capital.

There are also about seven or eight people in the Dao Sect. Xiao Dao Qingyang is in the air, and his junior brothers are all on the beach, with their eyes half open, not knowing what they are thinking.

Among the three parties, only Dan Hongchen, a scholar, was alone. He had no classmates and no servants. He dared to come to the Endless Dead Sea with only a book box on his back. He was a bit too courageous.

But at this moment, a soft sigh sounded, and the three people in the air simultaneously turned their heads to look at Fang Xiang, who sighed softly. There were two people from the world, one big and one small.

On the sand pile, the young man wanted to keep his body warm, so he lay down on the beach and used a lot of sand as a quilt. He randomly grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at himself, but to no avail.

The little girl next to him laughed very happily at Yang Daxia's weird moves. She started to imitate the gourd and the gourd, and she enjoyed it very much.

After traveling for more than a few months, Yang Shengzi and he were severely dehydrated. At this moment, their lips were chapped and turned into dry fields under the scorching sun. The cracks showed traces of dried blood, forming an abstract painting with a curved pattern.

He blinked his eyes weakly, watching the sun in front of him gradually set in the west. He wanted to reach out to touch the gradually dissipating warmth, but the hand he stretched out trembled, and finally he put it back to his chest.

The sea breeze mixed with fine grains of sand blows from all directions.

The young man's breathing gradually slowed down. In this weak breath, he tasted the desolate smell of ocean dusk. He didn't know whether this smell came from the distant ice and snow, or from the dried blood around his mouth.

Just for a moment, with his slightly closed eyes, he felt a flicker from the sky. He lay down slightly and looked up at the three figures standing in the air. He only glanced at them and then looked away, then calmly looked at them.

Looking at the vast sea, he murmured to himself, "Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism? Interesting." The corners of his mouth raised slightly, thinking like this in his mind.

The three proud men in mid-air also had ideas.

Who is this charlatan?

How dare you imitate them and put on airs, and dare to cross the Dead Sea alone. You really don't know how the word "death" means death.

Shaking his head, pitiful.

The look of pity is vividly reflected in the eyes of the cultivators of the three sects.

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