, this has little practical significance for ordinary practitioners.The Confucian school says, "If one's own house is not swept clean, how can one sweep the whole world"In terms of spiritual practice,...For instance, Mount Sumeru houses the Pure Land of Maitreya Buddha. Located in the ocean of learning, a sacred site revered by Confucian scholars, it is akin to a celestial treasure trove. Among such precious treasures, it stands unparalleled and supreme.

After all, Confucianism is the prevailing school of thought today, and it has been passed down from ancient times to the present for countless years.

Through the three great eras of ancient, medieval, and modern times, it has been continuously passed down to the present.

Time flows like a vast river, with countless scholars and sages illuminating its course. As the embodiment of Confucian thought and scholarship, this sea of learning is indeed brimming with boundless wisdom!

This treasure is located in the holy land of Confucianism, Shushan. It has remained unmoved for countless years. The saying "Shushan Academy" and "ocean of knowledge" have always been used together.

The most renowned event in Confucianism, the "Learning at Sea" where scholars from all over the land competed, also arose as a result of this.

Chen Pu was able to bring this treasure here, it's unknown how he persuaded those old scholars on Mount Shushen. This truly shows his determination to destroy Meng Tianhai!

Today's battle wasn't a chance encounter or a surge of passion, but rather the result of careful planning and preparation. In the life of a cultivator on the Path of Derivation, two years is just a blink of an eye. But for masters of this caliber, two years allows them to mobilize countless resources and make extensive preparations!

At this moment, Chen Pu gasped for breath and frantically urged the energy of heaven and earth, intensifying the grand ritual fire, hoping to exhaust the sea of knowledge like a dried-up river.

The resonant sound of reading flowed around me, and the dense text surged like waves.

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Among them, one wave crest is the most prominent. The text between it can be seen clearly with the naked eye, reading: "The ancients said that a gentleman is like jade, I cannot compare. Jade is an object of wealth and nobility..."

It is Chen Pu's "Junzi Chapter"!

It was then that people seemed to realize—he was still alive and active in the world, the great scholar who had written Confucian classics!

How many classics have become outdated, how many former heroes are gone.

People are always harsher on the living.

Chen Pu belongs to the type of person who left behind classics while still alive, which carries more weight than those who are only praised posthumously.

He is also the principal of Mu Gu Book Academy, with his students flourishing all over the country. He can truly be called "the contemporary master of Confucianism."

Because he made great contributions to Confucianism, he was so adept at navigating the sea of learning.

The Blood River has been operating for over 5,000 years, its foundation is deep and profound, unmatched in the world. But how could it possibly compare to the boundless ocean of knowledge

Let's not talk about this river of blood. In today's world, Mohism has fallen behind, the school of military strategy lacks a holy place, Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism are all absent, there is no one who can stand in front of the sea of knowledge and exhaust their reserves against it!

Meng Tianhai suddenly retracted his Danxin red qi and shouted angrily: “What is light as a feather, heavy as a mountain You Chen Pu are truly a despicable villain! You clearly have the vast ocean of knowledge to rely on, yet you pretend to be heroic and make me feel heartbroken!”

“Since we've reached this point, there's no need to continue acting, is there” Chen Pu said in a low voice. “You and I chose to fight at this time, surely you both have full confidence. Why not simply reveal your cards and let me see what you've truly prepared in these 54,000 years!”

At this time, Wu Bingyi, Ruan Qiu, Si Yu'an, and Song Bodhi all cast their gazes, subtly locking down space and time.

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Meng Tianhai restrained his slightly exaggerated expression and posture. At this moment, he finally frowned: "This seat has seen through it. Your wolfish ambition, plotting against me for more than just a day or two. Some trouble..."

"Trouble Who do you think you are" Si Yu'an lazily held up a stalk of straw: "Mythical era didn't work, Xian Palace era didn't work, why do you Meng Tianhai think you can succeed in this era Is it because you're older Because you look like a turtle"

Meng Tianhai silently looked at Si Yu'an, who looked back at him with disdain.

This silent gaze persisted for a while, the burning solemnity of the sacrificial fire bringing a touch of reverence to the atmosphere. Time seemed stretched thin.

> Those who are immersed in learning and pursuing knowledge can sit back and observe the situation, as they say, "A cornered dog will bite."

But Meng Tianhai also endured in silence, which was really unsettling.

Dou Zhao was so irritated, he wanted to personally come and chop them up. For the sake of giving the few old masters face, he held back from making a move.

At a certain moment, Meng Tianhai suddenly laughed: “I’m waiting for the fruit to ripen and fall, what are you waiting for”

The entire scheme of this disaster unfolds with the Red Dust Gate as its core.

It's not that the Gate of the Red Dust is the center of misfortune.

The misfortune is boundless and without end, without a bottom or a top, without roots. Naturally, it does not exist in the sense of having a central position in space.

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But the gate of the mortal world blocked the exit of calamity, and all activities of humankind from calamity began here.

The Blood River surrounds the Gate of Red Dust.

As a water domain cleansed by the human race, Jade Ribbon Sea is also surrounded by the Blood River.

Beyond the Ten Thousand Mile Jade Belt Sea, there are boundless treacherous and murky waves.

At this moment, the entire Jade Belt Sea has been cleared. All of the Blood River avatars have been cut down— Meng Tianhai could still summon other peak avatars, but there was no need for it anymore.

Most of the monsters Meng Tianhai summoned were killed out of sight.

Even the gloom of the heavens was cleaved away, leaving no trace.

The sky and sea, bathed in golden light and flowing stars, seem like a breathtaking scene from paradise.

At this moment, Meng Tianhai leaned against the River of Blood, while Chen Pu stood in the Sea of Learning. The foundational principles of their respective Dao clashed madly, yet were also being replenished frantically.

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Jiang Wang, Dou Zhao, and Chong Xuan, the three of them, tacitly stood behind the golden bridge on the other side, maintaining their vigilance. They didn't want to be strung together again.

As for Meng Tianhai, he didn't even glance at them again.

Talent, talent, for such a transcendent, immortal and indestructible realm, how many people would one have to consume before their talent was sufficient

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The human race is not defined by their innate talent. He, Meng Tianhai, for these 54,000 years, has studied every school of thought, devoured countless prodigies, and nearly pushed the limits of human potential to the extreme. Yet, he hasn't taken that crucial step forward.

If we talk about the spirit of the times, then Taoist masters Huo Shiji and Peng Chongjian, who were masters of esoteric arts, certainly embodied it to the fullest.

He desired these three prodigies, including Chongxuan Zun, but it wasn't a necessity. He could benefit from them, but it wasn't indispensable. The reason he displayed an unyielding posture was simply to deceive others.

The more he emphasized the importance of these three people, the more likely his true intentions were to be overlooked.

But now, he has procrastinated for long enough...the time has come.

He was still locked in a battle of wits with Chen Pu, undeterred by the vastness of knowledge. Although the river of blood was seemingly endless, it couldn't be drained in an instant. His gaze shifted to the distance——

Having spent so many years cultivating the seeds of disaster, he has more right to speak here than anyone else.

His gaze was like a tangible thing, piercing directly into the depths of the sea of wickedness.

The golden bridge to the other shore illuminated the calamity.

He ignited the murky sea!

Deep within this world with no roots, the rules are stirred.

And as they gazed into the heart of that endless expanse of swirling, turbulent water, one by one, luminous points began to rise from its depths.

Upon closer inspection, the light and shadow are hazy, resembling lotus seeds. Yet each one is a miniature world of blood!

"Bad!" Chen Pu's face turned pale with shock: "Meng Tianhai has long infiltrated all the Lotus World. He wants to move the inheritance of the Holy Ones!"

“He will never get his way!” Ruan Qiong’s face was as dark as water. She raised her hand, moving Star River, illuminating countless lotus worlds with endless starlight, forcefully washing away the bloodshed with light.

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Si Yu'an remained silent, his body flickering like light as he struck with a sword!

He previously in the farmland microcosm, a sword stripped of blood, returned the lotus seed world to its original form.

But Meng Tianhai's intrusion went far beyond this realm.

It's not just the Five Virtues Small World, nor just the Farming World. It's all Lotus Seed Worlds, all of them, black with streaks of blood, all controlled by him through the power of the Blood River!

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Meng Tianhai laughed loudly: "It's too late!"

At this moment, the grand ritual fire still enveloped him and Chen Pu. With a wave of his hand, above the overwhelming disaster, countless blood-red lotus seeds whirled and tumbled, their bloody light interlinked!

If everything in the sea of misfortune were reduced by a hundredfold, one could clearly see that the endless blood light was intertwined in one place, connecting all the lotus worlds...

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Like a blood lotus blooming in the midst of endless filthy waves!

The evil lotus world blooms its lotus seed, and the heart of the lotus is crimson.

Those bloodlights, carrying the power of different lotus worlds, while composing the Blood Lotus's body, extend infinitely into the depths of the calamity water, becoming the roots and stems of the Blood Lotus. They will take root in the deepest part of the calamity water, absorbing the nourishment of the entire calamity water.

And the light and shadow of different lotus worlds, like clear vapor rising into the air, intertwining in the high sky. The light and shadow circling seem to have the outline of a sacred temple, vaguely pregnant with something... but already there is a great aura spreading!

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"I know what Meng Tianhai wants to do now!" Dou Zhao suddenly realized, "Grandmother, his goal is to integrate these Lotus world and complete the unfulfilled ambition of the previous saints, achieving the Lotus Holy Realm! To realize such a grand idea, no wonder he needs to spend 54,000 years!"

Song Botu glanced at him and said in a calm voice, "You guessed right, but not entirely."

Her expression turned serious: "Meng Tianhai wants to use this to open up a world of his own, using it as a stepping stone to transcend the peak and achieve transcendence!"

A mortal needs to refine a small world with their primordial spirit in order to achieve a physical body. For extraordinary cultivators, creating a small world is almost an inevitable path after reaching a certain level of cultivation.

Jiang Wang's true origin fire realm is a small world achieved after the extreme sublimation of the spirit domain.

Even in the vast universe, small worlds are constantly being born and destroyed.

But who has ever achieved opening up a vast world…

In Jiang Wang's known history, there seems to have been only one time —

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That was the last Demon Emperor of ancient times. This lord sacrificed himself, blood-offering his entire clan, refining his body, soul, intent, and life force to create one hundred and eight Demon Fate Pearls. He stabilized the earth, wind, water, and fire of the chaotic world, recreating heaven and earth.

Later, the demon race had successive heavenly demons who established themselves as a Heavenly Demon Altar, completely illuminating the Chaotic World. This is how the current demon world came to be! Such a grand world has continued the life of the demon race, giving them a chance to breathe and allowing them to survive despite their defeat. Even today, they have the possibility of counterattacking!

What merits or abilities does Meng Tianhai possess to be involved in this matter

But upon closer inspection, this possibility does exist.

Because Meng Tianhai didn't rely solely on himself, he stood on the shoulders of his predecessors and saints, and was supported by the strength of countless human cultivators.

Since the era of the Holy Ones, there has been a grand vision for the Lotus Saint World, and it was put into practice. However, due to various reasons, it failed to succeed. Nevertheless, the numerous Lotus-seed small worlds achieved through the refining of the illusory world by the Holy Ones have remained.

These Lotus Worlds have, for millennia, been a paradise for explorers. Many human cultivators come to battle the miasma for the legendary relics left behind by the ancients, but the lotus seeds sink and float in the depths of the miasma, appearing only when fortune favors them.

The disparity of the world lies in this—the lotus seed world, which is difficult for many to encounter, with a mere thought from Meng Tianhai, emerges into existence, and all nations come to pay homage.

On one hand, Meng Tianhai used mythical means to make the E'vuan Heavenly Mountains truly become a mythical mountain range, thus obtaining part of the power of disaster and participating in the invasion of the Lotus World. On the other hand, he borrowed the strength of ancient and modern water-controlling cultivators to strengthen the Blood River, spending 54,000 years to plant imprints on the entire Lotus World, inscribing the origin of the Blood River...

And it wasn't until today that the layout was finally completed and the curtain began to fall.

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He made so much preparation, continuing the ideas of the sages, following the path of "Lotus Holy Realm", and opening up his own world. It is indeed possible to see hope for success!

This also caused Dou Zhao to be surprised.

No matter how arrogant and dismissive he was of these pathetic creatures clinging to life in the depths of disaster, he couldn't deny the power of transcendence. He couldn't deny that Meng Tianhai truly had the potential to transcend.

"Go and chop him up quickly," he urged his grandmother in a low voice.

Song Bodhi did not speak, but merely lifted his foot, and the bridge of gold on the other shore stretched to its limits, directly to the countless lotus world lights in town.

Whatever it might be carrying, let it miscarry!

Ruan Qiong was illuminating all the lotus worlds with starlight, driving back the blood. While Si Yu'an walked across the calamity waters, wherever he passed, one lotus world after another was cut back into the deep sea.

Wu Bing also pointed with one finger at this time and said, "Law—the flowering period has passed, the four seasons are not amiss!"

He turned words into deeds, revised the rules, so that now that it was not the time for Blood Lotus to open, the lotus blossoms withered. It would be better to destroy these worlds of lotus seeds than to allow Meng Tianhai to achieve his goal.

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At that very moment, a clear and sharp sound, like the tearing of silk, echoed throughout heaven and earth.

Meng Tianhai ripped open his right arm, which was burning together with Chen Pu!

By this self-inflicted harm, he shed the great sacrificial fire and proactively withdrew from the exhausting confrontation. With a blood python entwining his body and stepping on waves of bloody rivers, he took one step onto the golden bridge, directly facing Song Bodhi!

His severed right arm grew back rapidly under the support of the blood river, also with a vertical palm as a knife, facing palms and knives against blades!

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While facing Song Bodhi head-on, the blood python on its body lowered itself and wrapped around the root of the blood lotus, solidifying its base. It blocked Ruan Chi's starlight and prolonged the blooming period!

This blood python is completely connected to the Blood River. As it quickly disappears, it also rapidly regenerates its body. Using the essence of fifty thousand years of the Blood River, it resists the attacks of the two True Monarchs.

But speaking of it, his Golden Bridge against Song Bodhi's killing move truly showcased his skills!

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Song Poti could be said to be the most powerful true monarch in the current Dachu Empire. And he, with his palm knife against a palm knife, was completely on par!

The power he displayed with his own body now was completely different from the Blood River avatars he had been controlling distractedly.

However, his opponent has always been more than just Song Bodhi.

A blade of thatched grass, suddenly landed on the brow. The Dao body had a crack, and Si Yu'an was here again!

Meng Tianhai's right hand slashed like a knife toward Song Bodhi, his left fist clenched to meet the grassy sword. He roared with anger: "Little thing, eager to see Lord Qing of longevity, I shall fulfill your wish!"

The river of blood howls in all directions, the golden bridge suppressing everything.

The blood-red river that followed Meng Tianhai repeatedly struck the golden bridge. On top of the golden bridge, Meng Tianhai, Song Puti, and Si Yu'an, the figures of the three people turned like electric lights, it was impossible to see who was where. Only occasionally scattered sword light could tear through space, blooming with the power to destroy heaven and earth.

The Battle of Der Dao was originally going to end in an instant.

But Meng Tianhai forcefully urged the power of the Blood River, powerfully influencing the rules of disaster water, and lengthened the time of the battle! Giving Xuelian more time to grow.

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The power of time and space, like sparkling ripples.

The Golden Bridge rises and falls, sometimes in sight and sometimes out of sight!

Wu Bing had already arrived at this moment, directly reaching out with his hand to grab Meng Tianhai's throat: "This place is a prison, you are considered a prisoner!"

His large hand was like the embodiment of law, an unbreakable rule in this world. It leaped over space and time, traversing the realm of rules, and landed directly on Meng Tianhai's throat.

Stoppable!

In the midst of battle, Meng Tianhai glanced up and met Wu Bing's stern gaze. He just smiled and said: "If an ideal country were here, you might have the qualifications to say that!"

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The blood-red Daoist robe billowed, his breath rising steadily. Above the sky, gigantic divine and Buddha figures appeared, overlooking the golden bridge!

That was the imprint of all divine, Buddhist, Taoist, and Confucian peaks. At this moment, he also displayed the might of ages past.

Gods and Buddhas look at each other, heaven and earth are innocent, throughout ancient and modern times, how many heroes, all become a surging blood river!

Peng Chongjian, Huo Shiji, Guan Changqing, Fu Lanting... Each of them had the potential to become the protagonist of their time, but they all became nourishment for the river of blood.

The formidable power of He Mengtian, need we say more

But at this moment of grandeur, Song Bodhi sheathed his sword and hid his hand.

Si Yu'an suddenly charged forward, not retreating at all, his sword intent soaring into the heavens.

Meng Tianhai's eyes flashed with a fierce look, then he suddenly let it go.

Time is up!

The imposing figure that was just moments ago radiating power, has now become a bloody phantom, crushed in Wu Bing's palm.

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Meng Tianhai has disappeared!

The calamity still brews, and the turbulent waves continue to surge.

The blood lotus still swayed in the middle of the water.

This rootless world gives people a sudden sense of desolation.

Ruan Qiu, who was bathed in starlight and bloodlight, suddenly changed color: "We've been tricked! These are just phantoms reflecting the rules of the Calamity. The real Blood Lotus Holy Realm he wants to create is not here!"

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