I dare not walk, nor look.

He was afraid that an unnecessary movement would attract Zhang Sijing's attention.

"I am here to help you become a good person."

As soon as Zhang Sijing turned around, he found that there was a hand on his shoulder. The hand was incredibly powerful and it forced his body back to its original position.

Helping others to do good?

Zhang Sijing thought he had heard it wrong and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Even the guards who were beating people nearby stopped and turned to look at Du Ping'an. The other diners also heard Du Ping'an's voice, and several of them spat out the rice in their mouths on the spot.

Is there something wrong with this person's brain? !

Master Zhang is the son of the "Great King" and is destined to be the second generation to inherit the family business in the future. To say that he is evil is to say the Lord Heavenly King. If you slander the Great King, you will lose your head.

"I want to create a doctrine called the Way of All Goodness. I think you have a lot of bad karma and need to be saved."

Du Ping'an expressed his thoughts.

This is the sixth level practice method of the Sutra of Saving People that he had recently figured out. The one-on-one method of salvation is too slow. It can be used when one is at a lower level, but now that he has reached this level, the old method is doomed to be eliminated. He needs to find a new "way to save people".

"Damn it, where did this lunatic come from?"

Zhang Sijing cursed with a gloomy face. If the other party is a normal person, he will definitely ask his men to teach him a lesson, but if he is a madman, he will not bother to care. It is meaningless to bully such a person.

He simply ignored this man and continued to order his guards to beat up those scholars.

He always beat to death those peasants who dared to slander his father. This is what his father taught him. In times of chaos, one has to be ruthless and establish his authority! Only when other people are afraid and fearful can the great cause of the father and son be accomplished.

While calling his guards, Zhang Sijing reached out to grab the young lady next to him.

He fell in love with the young lady as soon as she came in. She was a pretty girl from a small family and it was obvious that she was well-educated. This kind of girl has the best taste, even more fragrant than the top girl in Cuihonglou.

Just when his palm was about to touch the young lady, the back of his neck suddenly tightened.

A huge force attacked him from behind, and then he felt dizzy. He flew into the air and was thrown heavily to the ground. A foot filled his sight, then grew larger and larger until it stepped hard on his face.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the wooden floor of the inn exploded instantly.

Zhang Sijing let out a scream on the spot. Before he could recover, he saw the man's right hand open, and his five fingers were pinching his head like an iron hoop, lifting the man up. Then there was another sway, and one hand hit the mahogany pillar next to him.

The wood chips exploded and half of Zhang Sijing's head was hit.

"When you start a new school, the first step is to preach the sutras and discuss the truth. As the first evil person I have converted, you are destined to be a leading figure in the future."

Du Ping'an held the man in his arms and calmly explained the "Ways of All Kindness" that he had figured out not long ago. Sensing the power fed back by the life demon, Du Ping'an's mouth corners slightly raised. He knew that he had made the right move, as the power fed back by the fate demon increased.

Start of school with a statement?

People living in Donghuang City have seen many great scholars put forward their theories. But this kind of "making an argument" method was the first time they had seen it, and they felt as if their eyes were darkening.

"Save me, save me quickly."

Zhang Sijing screamed for help. He no longer thought about the young lady. He just wanted to cut the madman in front of him into pieces.

"Let go of the young master!"

Only at this time did the guards react and immediately rushed towards Du Ping'an. It’s a pity that Du Ping’an is so powerful. He has cultivated the Sutra of Saving People to the fifth level. To these people, he is just a great master in the late innate stage.

With just three punches and two kicks, the guards were lying on the ground.

Bang! !

After knocking down the guards around him, Du Ping'an grabbed Zhang Sijing again and slammed him hard against the pillar. There was a loud bang, and the thick mahogany pillar broke in the middle. The building above shook and a lot of dust fell.

Looking at Zhang Sijing again, his face was covered with sawdust, it was a horrible sight.

"Ah! Kill! Come on, everyone! Whoever kills this lunatic, I'll ask my father to make him a general."

Zhang Sijing, spitting blood, screamed wildly.

This madman was too ruthless. If he hadn't learned some external skills, he would have died from just those few blows.

Du Ping'an was not very happy.

He didn't expect that the banner figure he chose was so stupid that he couldn't understand his "Way of All Goodness". So he grabbed Zhang Sijing, dragged him to the wall like a dead dog, and slammed him against the wooden wall.

Bang bang bang.

After dozens of hits, a big hole was knocked out in the wall. When the people who originally wanted to come over to build relationships saw this scene, they didn't dare to get close and they all stayed away. A few quick-witted martial artists fled the restaurant and headed towards the residence of the Great Heavenly King, apparently to give a tip-off.

“Have you sensed any good karma?”

Du Ping'an held Zhang Sijing, whose face was covered in blood, and asked him seriously.

"I understand! I understand!"

Zhang Sijing spoke hurriedly, for he was afraid that this madman would continue to crash and kill him here.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. As long as rescue arrives, he will return the humiliation he has suffered tenfold.

Several scholars who had been beaten up by Zhang Sijing's guards were standing by the window, looking at the scene in front of them with dull eyes. Except for Cousin Guo, whose leg was broken, the others subconsciously shrank back.

So cruel.

This kind of person actually said that he would "start his speech at the beginning of the school year"!

From the beginning to the end, which part of this "theory" is "speaking"?

"Are you willing to join my path of kindness and help others do good?"

Du Ping'an was very satisfied with his success in converting one person. He then looked at the scholars next to him. Although these people don't have any martial arts skills, they can write. In order to carry forward the "Way of All Goodness" in the future, these people will still be needed to help him write books.

As the leader of a sect, he cannot do everything by himself, and he also needs to recruit some disciples.

"willing."

A timid voice sounded, it was the girl pouring wine who was previously coerced by Zhang Sijing. Unlike some scholars, in the eyes of this little girl, Du Ping'an is a hero who brought her out of the fire pit. The "school" founded by such a person must be upright.

"Girl, you are very insightful. From now on, you will be the eldest sister of the Way of All Kindness."

Du Ping'an's face was full of smiles.

It turned out that he wanted to establish a school. He had just taken the first step and converted a group of people. When the "paths of all good deeds" are laid out in the future, he will no longer have to run around the world like before. He only needs to lie at home, and his good deeds will continue to grow.

"What about you?"

"We would like to do that, too."

After looking at each other, several scholars made their choice at the same time.

Saving your life is the most important thing, everything else can be put aside.

"From now on, you will be the Twelve Sages of my sect!" Sensing the feedback from the fate demon, Du Pingan felt heroic.

Crash.

There was a sudden noise outside.

When everyone looked out the window, they saw a middle-aged man in armor riding a fiery red warhorse blocking the door of the inn. Behind him was a group of soldiers in armor and carrying swords. They surrounded the inn in three layers, making it impossible for anyone to get in or out.

Following behind them were seven or eight other people from the martial arts world dressed in different clothes.

The auras of these people are very strong, and they are obviously first-rate masters who have mastered internal skills.

"Let my son go. We can negotiate any amount of silver you want."

Zhang Sanhe immediately saw his only son covered in blood in the inn, and the murderer with bloodstained clothes beside him. He was so scared that he immediately waved his hand to stop the soldiers behind him and several guests who were about to rush forward to rescue people.

"When great scholars give lectures, people will come to discuss the teachings and debate their theories. This is a necessary process. You don't have to be afraid."

Du Ping'an walked to the window, looked at the dark crowd outside, and explained to several of his disciples.

The people behind him twitched their lips when they saw this.

What kind of great scholar are you? A big bandit is pretty good.

I don’t know who I learned this from.

"Dad, save me."

When Zhang Sijing saw his father, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He went out fine in the morning, but now he was beaten like this in just a few hours. The most important thing is that this madman is extremely skilled in martial arts. Even if all his guards join forces, they are no match for him.

Bang!

Du Ping'an picked it up and smashed it.

"Good deeds! How come you have forgotten the good deeds that your master has just taught you in the blink of an eye?" Du Ping'an became angrier the more he thought about it, so he raised his hand and hit it twice more.

"Teacher, I understand, I really understand"

Zhang Sijing vomited blood and begged for mercy.

Zhang Sanhe, who was outside the inn, was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot. He no longer cared about safety and immediately spoke to the group of worshippers behind him.

"Please, gentlemen, please save my son."

Several strangely dressed wanderers bowed in response, then flew up and flew into the inn as light as a swallow.

Bang!

The first wanderer who flew over saw a hand slapping him in the face before he could even stand firmly. He instinctively raised his hand and used his internal energy to attack. There was a loud 'bang' and the man flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting his back hard on the street. His legs twitched twice and he spat out a mouthful of blood, then there was no movement.

Dead?

"He's a congenital master!!"

Seeing this, the other martial artists were so frightened that no one dared to step forward.

Du Ping'an did not pursue them. He just killed one person with a slap. The effect of his "preaching" was achieved. He believed that these people would not dare to refute him anymore.

The doctrine of the path of all goodness has been established.

"Is there anyone else who wants to discuss the sutra?"

Du Ping'an looked around and asked.

Discuss the scriptures?

Everyone who heard the sound was confused, and Zhang Sanhe was not so anxious anymore. He cannot afford to provoke a master who can kill a great master with one blow.

'Is he a madman who has gone astray? '

A thought flashed through everyone's mind.

"Since no one objects, my Zhongshan Dao is considered to be an established school. All future imperial examinations in Donghuang City must be affiliated with my Zhongshan Dao."

Du Ping'an withdrew his hand with satisfaction, then carried the semi-conscious Zhang Sijing back to the backyard openly.

The crowd gathered outside the inn fell silent.

"My king, what should we do?"

A guest came forward and asked cautiously.

"Go back first and wait for Master Lin Dong to come, then we will visit this person." Zhang Sanhe looked unwillingly at the direction where Du Ping'an disappeared, turned his horse's head and returned to the mansion.

An innate master is a force that is powerful enough to influence the battlefield. When Du Ping'an revealed his innate strength, his identity and status had become completely different.

At this moment, Zhang Sanhe was already thinking about how to win him over. (End of this chapter)