On all sides, Confucianism and self-cultivation seem to be far away from Jiang Tai and his party, as if they were close at hand.

Jiang Tai is a clot in his eyes and looks straight ahead at a Confucian scholar in red.
"Confucian Mencius!" Confucianism in red a slight laughed
Meng Meng? Meng?
Jiang Tai suddenly eyes a clot but Jiang Tai is not afraid.
If you are in Lohan’s territory, Jiang Tai will have to worry about something, but now you have reached Bodhisattva’s territory. If you are not confident in facing the five giants, Jiang Tai will be able to resist.
"Buddhists come!" Jiang taichen way
"Oh?" Meng eyebrows a pick gave me a surprise.
"Buddhism? Tathagata? I don’t know where the Tathagata is going? " Mengchen avenue
"Mr. Meng, you are so embarrassed that I am equal to this?" Jiang Tai said coldly
Meng surprised to see Jiang Tai.
Meng studied Jiang Tai. After all, Kong Du studied Meng. It is impossible not to know that at least he had a preliminary understanding of Jiang Tai and established a third-rate Buddhist.
Now fifteen-year-old Jiang Tai is so calm in the face of himself?
Meng stared at Jiang Tai for a while before solemnly saying, "Tathagata? Are you going to Luoyi to represent Qi Qin Jin? "
When it’s urgent, Meng doesn’t bend around and ask directly.
Jiang Tai smiled slightly. "Mr. Meng, I respect you for teaching the world the truth of virtue, but it’s not your turn to intervene in my affairs, is it?"
Meng shook his head and said, "Sunday is ordered by heaven. Please don’t make mistakes!"
"Since the mistake? I think Mr Meng still don’t make mistakes. "Jiang Tai gave me a sneer.
"Huh?" Meng face a heavy.
"I’m a Buddhist and it’s not for Confucianism to make irresponsible remarks! Meng, please remove your large array or don’t blame me for being rude! " Jiang tai leng Dao
Meng seems to persuade Jiang Tai to withdraw, but how can he reason with others?
Jiang Tai coldly looking at Meng Meng is eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
At the same time, Meng also asked about the hole through the rules of the sea.
A hole in the sea of clouds heard Meng describe suddenly eyebrows a wrinkly.
"You will Jiang Tai sleepy? He’s not afraid at all, he’s tougher, and so on. There are 500 dragons? " Hole reveals a little surprise.
Although it is thousands of miles away, the two Confucian giants are in talks at the sea of rules.
Kong was silent for a while and finally sank, "Don’t let him get away since he’s trapped, and be careful that Jiang Tai is so weird!"
Meng got a positive reply from Kong and no longer hesitated.
"If you come to Luoyi to rebel against my Confucianism, you will naturally not watch you rebel and take you into custody on Sunday!" Mengchen avenue
"There’s a lot of nonsense. The king will take this group of Confucianism!" Jiang taichen way
"Ang!"
King Chi is reluctant, but King Jing’s order cannot be violated. He must listen to Jiang Tai’s order and take a group of dragons to a group of Confucianism.
"Hoo!"
In the large array, a group of Confucian scholars seemed to be able to instantly reach the distance in Wan Li.
"Huh?" The king’s face sank.
"A dragon? It seems that it is from heaven! " Mengleng avenue
A huge mulberry tree suddenly appeared behind Meng. Mulberry trees soared into the sky and were lush and hundreds of feet high.
"Avenue?" Jiang Tai gave me a sneer.
"Boom!"
Behind Jiang Tai, a hundred-foot-high bodhi tree suddenly appeared. At the bodhi tree, a large number of roots plunged into the virtual space, and suddenly a quiver seemed to affect the large array.
Meng’s face sank. "Have you entered the fourth territory of Daomen?"
"The fourth round? I don’t know. I know it’s called bodhisattva fruit! Bodhisattva is over100,000 happy! " Jiang Tai put his hands together.
"Bang!"
Huge bodhi trees suddenly appeared in all directions, sweeping away in the direction of Meng like a huge sea wave.
Meng face a heavy.
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Bodhisattva waves swept away towards Meng!
At the moment, the tree waves are like Wan Ma Benteng with a fierce and violent atmosphere.
Meng’s face sank, and mulberry trees with a wave of his hand came crashing towards the Bodhi tree.
"The fourth round? You are not enough! " Meng face with a hint of heavy color.
Mulberry waves are also violent, and look at them. They are even bigger than Jiang Taipu tree waves.