Honghuang: I, the heavens, celebrate the clouds and establish mythology, Confucianism and Taoism!

When Meng Haoran heard this, he thought a little in his heart.

Since he has passed down the cultivation method of mythology and Confucianism, he doesn't care about the cultivation of others.

Even if the entire human race cultivated the method of Confucianism and Taoism, for Meng Hao, there would be no loss, but there would be huge benefits.

When Meng Haoran taught the children the method of cultivating Confucianism and Taoism, he had already sensed that his life opportunity was related to the human race, but he did not fully understand it.

If the three ancestors such as the Suiren clan promote the cultivation method of Confucianism and Taoism to the entire human tribe, it may be able to give him a clearer opportunity to realize his life.

Moreover, Meng Haoran created the method of Confucianism and Taoism, which is equivalent to being the originator of Confucianism and Taoism, but anyone who cultivates the method of Confucianism and Taoism will invisibly provide him with the power of luck.

If the entire human race cultivates the method of Confucianism and Taoism, then some of the luck of the human race will converge on him.

This will be a huge benefit for Meng Haoran.

Meng Haoran ~ thought about it slightly, and immediately responded.

"The method of cultivating mythical Confucianism and Taoism is very consistent with the human race, since the three ancestors intend to promote it among the human tribes, the poor way naturally has nothing to be unhappy about. "

Meng Haoran's tone was calm, but he was very happy in his heart, after all, this matter was good for both parties.

When the three ancestors of the human race heard this, their faces all showed excitement.

"With the method of Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, my human race no longer has to worry about becoming an immortal, if he succeeds in cultivation, he will definitely remember the kindness of the immortals!"

"I'll wait for all the races, thank you for the kindness of the immortals!"

The three ancestors of the Suiren clan bowed and bowed, and their expressions would reveal admiration.

If you are an ordinary monk and have obtained a powerful cultivation method, you can't wait to hide it.

And Meng Haoran not only didn't hide it, but also allowed the human race to cultivate, which made the three ancestors feel very admired for his generosity.

Seeing this, Meng Haoran hurriedly exerted a soft force to help the three ancestors of the human race up, and responded, "You don't have to make this big gift, get up quickly!"

The three ancestors of the human race stood up, thinking that Meng Haoran had made many contributions to the human race, and he could not be nameless.

Otherwise, wouldn't he teach the Terran to be a teacher, and the three ancestors of the Terran thought for a moment, and immediately said again.

"Shangxian taught the human race to read and break words, and taught the method of cultivation, which can be described as a kind and recreation for the human race.

But preaching can't be unknown, we are willing to offer immortals to be the holy teachers of the human race, and to be worshiped by our human race, I don't know what you think?"

As soon as the words of the third ancestor came out, Meng Haoran's heart suddenly shook.

The Terran Holy Master is not something that anyone can do, and you must be recognized by the Terran before you can serve as one.

He created words for the human race, and he is about to pass on the method of Confucianism and Taoism, so it stands to reason that he should be able to gain the approval of the human race.

Now, the three ancestors of the human race opened their mouths and wanted to serve him as the holy master of the human race, which was a great honor, and Meng Haoran naturally would not refuse.

Becoming a Terran Holy Master, not only will you be promoted in the identity and status of the Terran Race, but you can also enjoy the worship of the Terran luck, which is a great opportunity.

At this moment, Meng Haoran felt happy in his heart, and he should deal with this matter.

"It's still the third ancestor who is thoughtful, since this is the case, Poor Dao will assume the position of this human race holy teacher and preach for the human race. "

The three ancestors of the human race were overjoyed when they heard this, and said: "I will meet the holy master, and please come with us to the ancestral land of the human race.

When the time comes, it will also be convenient to teach the human race to learn words and read books. "

The Suiren clan directly sent out an invitation, wanting Meng Haoran to go to the ancestral land of the human race.

The Taihao tribe is just a small tribe among the many tribes of the human race, and the population is not large.

The ancestral land of the Terran is the birthplace of the Terran and occupies a dominant position among the Terran tribes.

Meng Haoran thought for a moment and immediately responded.

"The three ancestors invited, the poor Dao naturally wants to go, when I am in the Taihao tribe, I will teach for some more time, and then I will go to the ancestral land of the human race with you!"

Meng Haoran stayed in the Taihao tribe for a few more days, and finally went to the ancestral land of the Terran with the three ancestors of the Terran race.

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After Meng Haoran came to the ancestral land of the human race, he moved the little sage village over and used it to teach the cultivation method to the human race, as well as to teach them to read and write.

There are many human races, and the tribes are scattered all over the flood wilderness, so it is impossible for Meng Haoran to go to each tribe to teach.

Therefore, Meng Haoran asked the Three Ancestors to gather the leaders of the various tribes and first teach them the Confucian cultivation method and the three thousand characters.

After the leaders of each tribe have learned the method of Confucianism and Taoism cultivation and have learned the three thousand characters, they will teach them to the tribesmen.

As a result, Meng Haoran's teaching pressure has been greatly reduced, but this does not mean that he is very relaxed.

You know, the Flood Race doesn't have books.

Whether it is the simplest three-character scripture, a hundred family names, or many books such as disciple rules, they all need to be written by Meng Haoran himself in order to enlighten and teach the human race.

Although Meng Haoran worked hard to write the books of his previous life, he never tired of it.

It is precisely because there are no books in the flood famine, so every book written by Meng Haoran is equivalent to creation.

Every time he wrote down a word, he would condense the majestic righteousness, allowing his cultivation to slowly improve.

The most important thing is that every time Meng Haoran finishes writing a book, the opportunity he perceives will be clearer.

Meng Haoran even knew that his destiny was on the human race, and it was only because his own realm was insufficient that he was unable to establish his destiny for a long time.

Once his Confucianism and Taoism are cultivated, he will be promoted to the realm of a gentleman, and he may make a destiny at any time.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years pass quietly.

In this 100-year period.

Meng Haoran not only taught the human race to read and write, but also wrote many enlightenment books, including many classic works such as Di Zi Gui, Daxue, Zhongyong, Mencius, and the Analects.

And every time Meng Haoran writes a book, he will condense the majestic Haoran righteousness, so that his cultivation will be greatly improved.

"It took a hundred years to finally complete the writing of the Four Books and the Five Classics!"

Meng Haoran sighed, his eyes fell on the books of poetry, etiquette, spring and autumn and many other books in front of the table, and his face was satisfied.

Every book gushed majestic Haoran righteousness, invisibly attracting the aura in Meng Haoran's body.

"Whoa!"

With a breeze blowing, many books flipped quickly, and the majestic and righteous qi like the sea converged towards Meng Haoran's body.

Meng Haoran's mind moved slightly, directly operating the Confucianism and Taoism Sacred Chapter, refining the Haoran righteousness condensed in the books. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Boom!"

The majestic Haoran Zheng Qi turned into a long river, rushing along Meng Haoran's limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally merged into the Wen Palace.

In the Wen Palace, a palace with golden brilliance and countless words engraved is suspended in the vast sea of clouds.

The mountains that blend the virtual and the real are arched around the palace like a divine armor guard, and the sun, moon and stars are shining in the starry eyes, sprinkling immeasurable righteousness.

Meng Haoran's divine thoughts, sitting at the top of the Wen Palace, are surrounded by countless words, flowing in a majestic Confucian style.

Under the washing of Haoran righteousness, the mountains and rivers in the Haoran world gradually transformed into substance.

The majestic peaks exude heavy pressure, and the Haoran righteous qi turns into the earth's veins, bringing many peaks and peaks together in one place.

On each mountain peak, there are strange flowers and plants derived from the majestic righteousness, swaying the majestic posture.

Under the washing of Haoran righteousness, the sun, moon and stars in the void have all transformed into Zhou Tian stars.

"Buzz!"

Above the vast palace of literature, the stars condensed into real stars, they were huge, and they were moving on their own according to some mysterious trajectory, shining with bright stars.

With the continuous erosion of Haoran righteousness, the mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars have condensed into substance, and the huge Haoran world has begun to take shape.

Meng Haoran's Confucianism and Taoism cultivation have also been promoted to the consummation of the Junzi Realm.

"Bang!"

With a roar, Meng Haoran burst out with the power of a gentleman, and the surging righteousness derived from the real world.

I saw that Haoran righteousness fell, turning into mountains and peaks, bursting out with the power of suppressing all things, and blending with the mountains and rivers.

Haoran righteousness rises, and the derived sun, moon and stars fill the vast starry sky, and the dazzling glow shines on all things in all directions.

Countless words turned into the imprint of heaven and earth, circling around Meng Haoran's body, forming Confucian chapters on their own.

"After cultivating for a long time, the Wen Palace has finally been tempered, so that the Confucianism and Taoism realm can be promoted to the gentleman's realm to perfection!"

Meng Haoran sighed, and his mind sensed the changes in the Wen Palace.

His Confucianism and Taoism cultivation has been promoted to the perfection of the Gentleman's Realm, and the Wengong has transformed into a real Haoran world.

Haoran righteousness condenses into mountains, rivers, and all things, the sun, moon and stars, and can directly mobilize the power of heaven and earth to suppress strong enemies.

The most important thing is that Meng Haoran is only one step away from the realm of life.

As long as he understands his own avenue and sets up a proverb, he can directly step into the realm of life.

Of course, if he wants to understand his own avenue, Meng Haoran still lacks an opportunity.

And this opportunity, he already felt extremely clear, it could come at any time.

"It's hard to find an opportunity to make a life, so I'd better take a look at the results of the human race's cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism first!"

In the past hundred years, Meng Haoran has not only been writing books, but he has also carefully taught the human race to cultivate the methods of Confucianism and Taoism.

Now that a hundred years have passed, he also wants to know what kind of growth the human race has had after cultivating Confucianism and Taoism.

Meng Haoran gathered his thoughts, immediately walked out of the Little Sage Village, and traveled in the land of the human race.

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The ancestral land of the Honghuang people.

Terran tribes everywhere are scattered scattered on the earth like stars.

Countless human races each held a scroll in their hands, chanting ancient poems and ancient books in their mouths, and the sound of reading aloud resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Mencius said: I am good at raising Haoran righteousness......"

As the sound of reading sounded, Haoran righteousness continued to fall from the sky, integrating into the Confucianism and cultivation of the human race, increasing their Confucianism and Taoism.

Just when many Terrans were condensing their righteousness through reading, the ancestral land of the Terran Race was suddenly invaded by the Demon Race.

"Whew!"

As a beast roar sounded, a group of burly, sturdy Nether Blood Wolves jumped down from the cliffs.

Their faces were hideous, their fangs were sharp, and their bodies burst with immortal power, and they quickly rushed towards the Terran tribe.

Behind the tens of thousands of Nether Blood Wolves, there was a Nether Blood Wolf Leader who was tens of thousands of feet high, its eyes showed the blood light of fierce killing, and its whole body burst out with the power of the Golden Immortal.

The Nether Blood Wolf leader stared away at the Terran tribe and spoke.

"The flesh and blood of the human race are delicious, so let's kill them to their heart's content!"

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