"roar!"

In the spiritual world, the great way is like a tiger. When the white tiger comes out, it roars like a sound in the sky and the earth. Countless white animals crawl out of the crypt, making the caterpillar's mood work these days disappear.

For a time, countless caterpillars were killed and injured. Although the caterpillars transformed by Wang Xiong could withstand other animals, the white tiger was extremely fierce and could not resist. They were immediately knocked out by the white tiger, and countless spikes on their bodies were broken.

"Bang!"

The largest caterpillar transformed by Wang Xiong knocked down a big tree, and Wang Xiong showed a self-deprecating look.

The great way is like a tiger. It was originally my proudest place, but now it has become my biggest obstacle!

If you want to deeply understand Taoist thought, you must abandon Confucian thought.

Confucianism takes humanity as its basis and the way of heaven as its basis! However, Taoism takes humanity as its basis and the way of man as its basis.

The main and secondary are the most conflicting thoughts. How can you comprehend it? You must accept it in the deepest part of your heart. If you can't even accept it even if you can't comprehend it, how can you comprehend it?

The White Tiger of the Great Dao is the embodiment of Wang Xiong's Confucianism, which is the most instinctively recognized truth.

How to kill the white tiger by yourself? Defeat the white tiger?

Looking at the white tiger, Wang Xiong felt bitter. It was indeed a white tiger that was successful and a white tiger that was defeated!

"I'm really tied up!" Wang Xiong smiled bitterly.

The moment Wang Xiong sighed, his face suddenly froze.

"No, no, you can tie yourself up? You can tie yourself up? You can tie yourself up?" Wang Xiong's pupils suddenly shrank.

"In order to comprehend Taoist thought, do I have to kill my Confucian thought? Although Confucianism and Taoist thoughts are in conflict, it is not necessary to live to the death!" Wang Xiong suddenly thought of something.

"If you are bound by yourself, right, it means you are bound by yourself. There is nothing wrong with Confucianism and Taoism, it is just an opposition, just like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, and the yin and yang are opposites, but no one is wrong, each has its own reason. Why do you have to live and die?" Wang Xiong's expression flashed.

"I am now comprehending Taoist thought. Confucian thought interferes with myself, why do I have to kill Confucian thought? I can trap it first and tie myself up, wouldn't it become? I will bind Confucian thought and then comprehend Taoist thought well, so that I will not be disturbed?" Wang Xiong suddenly said excitedly.

Around them, Confucianism is still rushing.

The caterpillar transformed by Wang Xiong roared: "Roar!"

"Spit the silk, tie all these white animals and throw them into the crypt, spit them, spit them, spit them!" Wang Xiong stopped shouting.

Suddenly, Wang Xiong gathered a large number of caterpillars and spitted silk at a white rooster. Soon, the rooster was tied up by the silk thread spitted by the caterpillars and turned into a big cocoon.

"Yes, keep going, follow me to find the lost land!" Wang Xiong stopped shouting.

Although the white tiger over there was extremely fierce, Wang Xiong firmly believed that he could tie it up, starting with ordinary animals, and finally dealing with the white tiger.

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Mengdi, at Zhuang Zhou's home.

Zhuang Zhou had just read the broken chapter of the Analects of Confucius, and suddenly, his righteous spirit appeared out of thin air, and the stronger ones were much more black air than before.

Reading "The Analects of Confucius" seems to be able to form a resonance, which shocked Zhuangfu on the side.

Zhuang Zhou also felt that the Analects of Confucius seemed to be his own heartfelt words.

For a moment, Haoran's righteous spirit suppressed all the moral black energy on his body.

After reading all the "Analects of Confucius", Zhuang Zhou has already memorized them all, and even integrated the integration and management.

"Zhou'er, how do you feel?" Zhuang's father looked at Zhuang Zhou worriedly.

Zhuang Zhou looked at his worried father, shook his head and smiled, "Dad, I know what you are worried about!"

"ah?"

"Yes, I feel that Confucian classics can resonate with me and even understand them instantly, but I will not be addicted to it. I will still carefully study and comprehend Taoist classics!" Zhuang Zhou shook his head.

"Why?" Zhuangfu said inexplicably.

"The Analects of Confucius is good, and I can understand it thoroughly. However, there are too few Confucian books, and I can only achieve this one. However, Taoist thoughts are different. I have more Taoist scriptures. Although I have comprehended not as thoroughly as Confucian thoughts and are in conflict with Confucian thoughts, because there are many classics, I can go further and I will try my best to comprehend Taoist thoughts!" Zhuang Zhou said with reluctance.

"Zhou'er..." Zhuangfu didn't know what to say.

"Even if it's just for my parents, I must study hard. Although there are many Taoist thoughts that I reject, if you think about them carefully, there are still some truths. As for Confucian thought, I don't reject them. I can put it there to compare with the Taoist thoughts I learned. I don't deny Confucian thought, but I won't fully recognize Confucian thought!" Zhuang Zhou said.

Zhuang Zhou’s mentality at this moment is consistent with Wang Xiong’s mentality in treating the white tiger in the spiritual world!

Do not deny or admit it, suppress it aside first and make every effort to comprehend Taoist thoughts!

Zhuang Zhou’s thoughts made Zhuang’s father extremely pleased.

"Okay, okay, my good Zhou'er, dad will make food for you mothers and sons!" Zhuang's father said happily.

"Yes!" Zhuang Zhou nodded.

After putting down the fragments of "The Analects of Confucius", Zhuang Zhou continued to understand the Taoist scriptures he had read these days.

In order to make a promise to Lao Tzu and Zhuang Zhou in order to have feelings for his parents.

Although Zhuang Zhou and Wang Xiong, the two consciousnesses face different things, they are moving towards the same goal. Reality reflects dreams, and dreams reflect reality.

For a moment, Wang Xiong and Zhuang Zhou seemed to be unable to tell each other, and for the sake of their efforts, they were working hard.

While dreaming at night, Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was the caterpillar Wang Xiong again.

He led countless caterpillars to tie countless white animals that crawled out of the crypt with silk spinning, and then threw them all back to the crypt.

Daoyin is everywhere. Except for the caterpillar Wang Xiong, all other caterpillars are also constantly getting bigger and stronger, constantly cleaning up all the animals around them.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhuang Zhou stayed at home for more than half a month, and it was almost time for school to start.

In my sleep, the caterpillar army had sent all the animals back to the crypt, leaving only the white tiger, the extremely powerful white tiger.

At this moment, Wang Xiong led a large army of caterpillars to collide with the White Tiger.

"boom!"

The White Tiger is too strong. Although the caterpillar army is powerful, the White Tiger fled everywhere, jumping, knocking caterpillars away and trampling them to death.

Even Wang Xiong, the biggest caterpillar, is not a match for the White Tiger.

The white tiger is as big as a hundred feet tall, and the largest caterpillar is only ten feet tall. Where is its opponent?

After a big battle, the caterpillar was beaten extremely fiercely and flew around. The White Tiger won a great victory.

Wang Xiong was defeated by his own road, and his face looked ugly.

Countless caterpillars gathered.

"We gathered the power of the insects and spit out enough silk to bind the white tiger. But unfortunately, the white tiger is too high and cannot bind the upper part. If we tie the white tiger from top to bottom, we would be able to bind the white tiger in all directions!" A caterpillar said.

"Yes, Baihu relies on his own to be bigger than us. If we are as big as him, can he beat us?"

"Don't be as big as the White Tiger, it would be great if we could fly!"

"Fly? Yes, it would be great if I could fly!"

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A group of caterpillars were talking about it.

As the leader of the caterpillar, Wang Xiong suddenly looked moved.

"Fly? Why can't we fly? We can fly!" Wang Xiong's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Fly?" All the caterpillars showed curiosity.

"White Tiger? Let him be arrogant for a while. When I turn into a pupa, the pupa emerges into a butterfly, and breaks out of the cocoon, it is time for us to completely solve the white tiger!" Wang Xiong's eyes were firm.

Wang Xiong quickly swallowed a large number of leaves and turned into pupas with a group of caterpillars in a secret place.

This time, a mysterious force appeared in the pupa, and the caterpillar's body structure was completely transformed.

Zhuang Zhou is Wang Xiong. Although he does not have Wang Xiong's consciousness, he has brought Wang Xiong's role. Turning into a pupa makes Zhuang Zhou feel extremely magical.

"I'm getting up, it's time to go to a private school!" Zhuang's father woke Zhuang Zhou up.

Zhuang Zhou woke up and was still immersed in the moment of becoming a pupa, and rubbed his eyes: "Hasn't I become a pupa?"

"What kind of pupa, Zhou'er, it's just spring now, and the snow has not melted yet! Where did the pupa come from?" Zhuang's father smiled.

"Dad, I dreamed that I became a caterpillar, and the caterpillar became a pupa again!" Zhuang Zhou said immediately.

"Hahahaha, dreaming of becoming a caterpillar?" Zhuang's father laughed.

"Really!" Zhuang Zhou was anxious.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, haha, Zhou'er, it's time to go to Gujing Private School. Originally, with your talent, you don't have to go to Gujing Private School at all, but your mother and I always want to make you more confident. Wherever you fall, you can get up, walk, go to school, use your doctrine and thoughts to make everyone who jokes about you feel ashamed and slap them hard!" Zhuangfu said with a smile.

"Ah? Oh!" Zhuang Zhou said in a daze.

Although Zhuang Zhou knew to repay his grudges with a straightforward one, Zhuang Zhou was a little disgusted for the first time and has been ridiculed too much over the years.

Zhuang's father was not worried about Zhuang Zhou, because he would experience such things sooner or later. Moreover, with Zhuang Zhou's thoughtful aura, the plague king who poisoned him that day was no match for him, and ordinary people would not harm Zhuang Zhou at all.

This time I went back to Gujing Private School and let him face it by himself.

After Zhuangfu's cleaning up, Zhuang Zhou went to Gujing Private School after breakfast.
To be continued...