Can spiritual creatures and monsters in the world be more powerful, spiritual and valuable than scorpion spirits?

Looking at the scorpion spirit in his hand, Zhang Bairen's eyes shone: "Little guy, you eat mine all day long and use mine. It's time to contribute to me, right? If you meet someone with a wrong qi next time, you still need to remind me."

"I know lord!" Scorpion spirit said aggrievedly.

After hearing the words of the Scorpion Spirit, Zhang Bairen smiled, glanced at the Da Nei Palace, and turned his residence.

As soon as he arrived at the mansion, Zuo Qiu Wuji said, "Sir, Wang Tong has been waiting for a long time!"

"Wang Tong? What are he here to do?" Zhang Bairen was stunned, and walked towards the lobby while thinking.

Before he walked into the lobby, he saw Wang Tong sitting upright in the lobby drinking tea slowly. It has to be said that the momentum of the great scholar is indeed extraordinary. Zhang Bairen looked at it and felt that Haoran's aura was coming. Fortunately, he had the help of the divine fetus and the protection of the flesh and blood in his body, otherwise he would be suppressed by his momentum in front of Wang Tong.

"Mr. Wang came to the door, and the baby's mansion was full of bright colors. I don't know where the spring breeze blew the gentleman." Zhang Bairen had a smile on his face, and he held his fists while walking.

Seeing Zhang Bairen walking in, Wang Tong stood up and bowed: "The governor is like this, but I am a tragic man."

When both sides greeted each other, a maid brought incense tea. Zhang Bairen picked up the tea and took a sip. Then he looked at Wang Tong with his eyes: "Mr. Now his complexion is better than before, his aura is imposing, and he has a magical aura all over his body. I think his cultivation has gone further. I don't know how much less it is from the Saint Avenue."

After hearing what Zhang Bairen said, Wang Tong smiled bitterly: "You boy, this is not a slap in the face. Is the way of a saint so simple? If you want to become a saint, you must make words, make contributions, and establish virtue. Although I have made achievements in the world, kill demons and eliminate demons and establish virtues, I am still far from making words!"

To make meritorious and moral integrity, as long as you work hard, you can say it is easy or not. Speaking of making words is a gift of inspiration, with immortal achievements. One word will be passed down to the world and will be immortal forever! This is called making words!

In Zhang Bairen's view, Li Yan is already the realm of the ultimate Taoist Yangshen. The ultimate Taoist between Confucian sages and Taoist should be the same. However, there is not much contact with Confucian Zhang Bairen, so he cannot say whether this division is accurate. However, there are many methods of restraining the other schools of thought under the same state.

The great Confucian Wang Tong is a great Confucian scholar. The fake Yang Shen Zhenren of the Taoist sect can only retreat in front of him, and there is an overwhelming suppression between the two sides. Whether it is the Confucian, Mohism, Taoism, or other various partial sects, they are divided into strength, weakness, height, life and death before the Tao. Once they break through the Tao, the realm of gods and demons that cannot be destroyed by heaven and earth can be buried has crossed the boundary of life and death that has transcended the cycle of life and death. Although there are strengths and weaknesses, there is no height or death.

The realm of the ultimate Tao is so difficult, even Wang Tong can only sigh!

Zhang Bairen was silent, Wang Tong: "I came here today to advise the governor."

"Hmm?" Zhang Bairen was stunned.

"I have heard about Xiangnan's incident." Wang Tong's face was full of sighs: "There are more than 20 families in all sizes, and I don't know how many people died. The gentleman's methods are too cruel. How innocent are those women and children? I'm afraid that the governor will now take a different approach and enter the left path."

After hearing Wang Tong's words, Zhang Bairen paused, tapped his fingers on the desk, and after a while, he said, "Oh!"

Zhang Bairen sighed and said helplessly: "I don't want to do it either, but this matter is uncontrollable! If I only kill the mastermind, I will ask sir, will the relatives, brothers, and friends of the mastermind hate me? Will I seek revenge on me if I have the chance in the future?"

This was unresponsive. Wang Tong stood there and looked at Zhang Bairen without saying anything. Zhang Bairen said to himself: "If I am not cruel and ruthless, will there be some geniuses in these families in the future to take revenge? Wouldn't it be a discomfort for myself?"

"But..." Wang Tong felt something was wrong with Zhang Bairen's words, but he didn't know how to argue.

Zhang Bairen continued: "I killed all the families of the big clans, but those branches left a glimmer of hope. The sir said, why am I like this? Why don't you kill everyone?"

After hearing Zhang Bairen's words, Wang Tong subconsciously said: "Why?"

"Because I don't want to kill you!" Zhang Bairen sighed helplessly.

In ancient times, the relationship between the direct descendants and the sidelines of the aristocratic families was not that good. All the sidelines were eager to die and then occupied the property of the direct descendants. As for revenge, they might have revenge if they had the chance. When the tree fell and the money scattered, the main family died, and all the forces under their command scattered, and the aristocratic families were finished.

"Governor Gao Yi!" Although Wang Tong felt something was wrong, he had to praise Zhang Bairen against his will. Zhang Bairen smiled in his heart, knowing that Wang Tong was confused by him, and he changed the topic without any trace: "Don't mention the past. Now that Confucianism has become the number one force in the Sui Dynasty, I wonder what Mr. thinks?"

The two killer weapons of papermaking and movable type printing, coupled with the imperial examinations, completely breaking the monopoly of aristocratic families, the rise of Confucianism is no longer stopped. Faced with Confucianism, all kinds of Confucian geniuses began to explode like a well.

"It is easy to practice under luck, and even the understanding of the scriptures is much easier than usual. The governor is respected by my Confucianism as a 'teacher' and the pioneer of Confucianism's fortune in the world. If the governor is willing to join my Confucianism, he will definitely become a saint." Wang Tong's eyes were full of sighs, and there was a hint of temptation in his words: "If the governor goes a deviant way, why should he abandon the sword and practice my Confucian Dharma?"

Hearing this, Zhang Bairen just smiled: "Can you live forever?"

Wang Tong's smile froze. The biggest shortcoming of Confucianism is life span. Whether it is Taoism or martial arts, it can cultivate the soul or polish the qi and blood to extend the life span. Only Confucianism is the most embarrassing, and can only cultivate the vast spirit of energy, also commonly known as Haoran righteousness.

"Eternal Life!" Wang Tong sighed with emotion and shut up decisively, and talked a lot with Zhang Bairen, then left Wang Tong to have supper before fooling him.

After walking out of Zhang's mansion, Wang Tong got on the carriage and shook his head and thought back and forth: "I always feel something is wrong, but I can't tell you what's wrong."

After sending Wang Tong, Zhang Bairen breathed a long breath and disappeared into the secret room after taking a sip of tea.

Just as dawn the next day, a rooster crowed, and Zhang Bairen put on his clothes and began to deal with various things.

"Sir, please accept the seal." A tiger voice came from outside the door.

When he raised his head and looked at the Xiao brothers, Zhang Bairen was stunned: "What's the situation? What's the seal?"

Xiaohu walked out from behind Snapdragon with excitement. The tray was covered with a layer of red silk cloth, and he didn't know what it contained inside.

"Sir, guess what's inside!" Xiaohu smiled.

Zhang Bairen looked at Xiaohu in surprise. This boy dared to keep him insincere: "I don't have a perspective, how do you know what is in the tray?"

"Sir, what's in it is a seal, right? Didn't the official say it outside?" Xiaohu put the tray in front of Zhang Bairen's desk.

"Sign letter? What kind of seal letter?" Zhang Bairen slowly pulled open the silk.

"This is the seal left by Lord Yang Su. When Yang Su died, the position of Grand Governor of the Military Academy was vacant. The power under Lord Yang also hid in the dark, and this force was hidden. The Governor did something in southern Hunan and was very pleased. The Empress knew that the Governor's subordinates were not enough and he was put on the post by His Majesty, so she thought that entrusting the forces left by Mr. Yang to you can also play a greater role. In other words, the Governor now does not have the title of Grand Governor, but there is the real power of Grand Governor, and his subordinates' strength has expanded by dozens or hundreds of times." Snapdragon couldn't help but explain.

Hearing this, Zhang Bairen's eyes lit up immediately. He took the seal and the list, and his eyes seemed like a little star.

Although Zhang Bairen spread the wooden slips all over the world and the people in the sky are preparing to disperse, everything is under construction, and it is absolutely difficult to play its role without three to five years. Now that he has accepted the power left by Yang Su during his lifetime, it is timely rain for Zhang Bairen.

"Thank you for me," Zhang Bairen said excitedly.

ps: The leader of the league is tenth and more complete. Thanks to the students who "disappeared silently in the middle of the night" for their rewards.
Chapter completed!