The purple air was endless and majestic, as if it was spreading out from the farthest place in the sky. Inside and outside the six realms, between heaven and earth, countless energies intertwined and looked towards the Taoist involuntarily, as if at this moment, at this instant, the white-haired old man was the very center of this world.
Mysterious and profound, the door to all wonders.
This feeling has nothing to do with realm or cultivation.
Naturally.
Under the sweeping of the calamity energy previously, all the disciples of the hundreds of schools and the immortals in heaven had become part of the vortex of calamity energy. The more they fought, the angrier they became, and the more brutal they killed. In the end, the energy pulled them, and the magnificent move in the vortex of calamity energy was already uncontrollable. Thousands of immortals and gods, as well as the luck of the human world, turned into calamity, which led to the final explosion of this move, which was magnificent, terrifying, and noisy.
But this purple air easily...
Suppress directly!
There was no longer any ripples.
The various schools of thought were moved, but also felt afraid - the many immortals and gods who originally came to gain benefits from the human world were all those whose Tao hearts were not perfect. They had power but no realm. They came to this human world and were killed by the various schools of thought. However, these immortals and gods had various identities, connections, and teachers after all.
You killed one person.
It's not about killing one person, but about killing an entire clan.
That's the truth.
As a result, the enemies grew larger and larger, and the fighting became more and more intense. Now the goal seemed to have been achieved. If he continued, he would be captured by the calamity and blinded by the murderous intent, and would fall deeper and deeper. At this moment, with a complex emotion mixed with a slight vigilance, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw a familiar figure above the purple air.
There was surprise on everyone's face.
He immediately relaxed completely, with a slight smile on his face.
The immortals and gods also recognized the figure, but for a moment, they did not dare to recognize it.
"This is……"
"Qi Wuhuo?!"
"Hiss——Zhenwu **Demon Emperor?!"
After recognizing the old Taoist's true identity, their expressions changed slightly. In an instant, many thoughts emerged in their minds. They were all hesitant and puzzled. They whispered to each other, "Isn't it said that his realm collapsed, he has gone into a trance, and lost all his cultivation?"
This news spread secretly to many places in the heavens early on.
As a result, the gods and immortals gradually lost their awe of the human world and came to this world. But now when they see this old man coming with the purple air, the legends that seemed to have faded with the passage of time reappear in their minds.
Step into the demon world, break the disaster, kill Donghua, and kill the million-strong demon coalition.
Cultivate the truth and seek the truth, and endure tribulations to practice martial arts.
Not accepting the imperial edict, the Buddhas retreated westward. Each of these legends was enough to shock the world. Each of these legends carried an inexplicable, lingering, cold and murderous aura. As a result, the expressions of these immortals and gods suddenly became restrained, their bodies stiffened, and they held their weapons, staring at the old Taoist priest with extreme vigilance.
The previous kalpas seemed to be briefly forgotten and cast aside, and the world was silent.
I only saw the old Taoist walking on the purple air in the sky, his expression calm and natural.
It seemed that he did not use any magical powers. Above the extremely magnificent and vast purple air, ripples appeared layer by layer along with his footsteps. The ripples spread out in all directions and turned into the same dreamy haze.
The old Taoist walked to the middle of heaven and earth and stood among the various schools of thought and the immortals and gods.
Her sleeves were rolled up and her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, but her white hair fell all the way to her waist.
As a result, all the philosophers and schools of thought restrained their murderous and hostile intentions.
They all took half a step forward and raised their hands.
Bow.
Look serious.
Their sleeves hung down like a sea of clouds falling from the sky to protect the world.
They bowed, saluted, and said in unison with a reverence that was difficult to describe in words:
"We——"
"Hello, Master!"
In the sixty years of human life, nine steles have been counted.
Countless teachings have been preached under the Nine Stele. Although all the schools of thought have not truly become disciples, they all unilaterally pay homage to the old man as their teacher. This voice was extremely majestic and calm, vast and majestic, like the manifestation of cultural context. The old Taoist turned around, brushed his sleeves across the void, stood on this side of the human world, raised his eyes, and looked at the group of immortals.
Purple air around him, disciples behind him, and the world under his feet.
So all the immortals and gods subconsciously looked back.
Take a half step back!
The murderous intent disappeared immediately.
Even quite a few immortals and gods were extremely angry, gnashing their teeth, suddenly realizing what was going on, and wanted to slap their thighs and shout -
No wonder, no wonder!
It turns out to be related to the Zhenwu Demon? !
No wonder these guys are so difficult to deal with and so good at fighting. If they were just humans, there would be no need to say more. But if these guys were all taught by the Zhenwu Demon, then I'm sorry, all the gods and immortals can say in their hearts -
Except for Fuziqiu.
Not good enough to fight!
Everyone looked towards the old Taoist priest, but they were all very serious and alert. Their fighting spirit against the various schools of thought had now mostly dissipated. The Great Lord of Justice suddenly felt something, and his pupils shrank instantly. He stared at the old Taoist priest, feeling the vague feeling, and his expression suddenly became ugly.
Why did the aura of this lord's Dao Fruit suddenly become so ethereal, as if it had disappeared? !
No, impossible, impossible.
You have only spent sixty years to obtain such a great fruit of my Tao.
Why can't I find it?!
How is it possible that I am completely under your control? !
impossible.
How could you have accomplished something that I have never accomplished in the past eight thousand years in less than one percent of the time? If that were the case, then what would the talent and Dao heart that I am so proud of be?
The Great Lord of Justice clenched his hands tightly, looking extremely ugly.
After all, he has been fighting since the most ancient era. He is experienced and has strong vision and experience. Even if he has many reasons not to believe it, the answer still emerges in his heart.
The fruit of the Tao has been dissolved.
Come to think of this answer.
The eyes of the Great Lord of Justice went dark and he almost fell from the heaven!
How persistent he was about his own Dao Fruit and realm breakthrough, how much he hated when his Dao Fruit was taken away, and how intense his murderous intent was now. He looked towards Qi Wuhuo with murderous intent, but for some reason, his own huge spiritual nature in the great realm seemed to be singing a different tune from his murderous intent. He did not mobilize his divine weapons, but instead kept suppressing his own murderous intent and hostility.
"The True Martial Demon, Qi Wuhuo..."
As he looked at that Taoist enemy, his murderous intent grew stronger.
But at this moment, the spirit of the Great Emperor at the peak of his powers was like a madman, suppressing his murderous intent with all his might.
It was because he had not shown any hostility at this moment and went to hunt down the Zhenwu Demon!
No, no, no—
The soul is screaming!
The Great Lord of Justice raised his right hand, almost ready to use the same moves he had used to fight against the Fire Emperor Dongyang.
But his left hand tightly grasped his wrist.
Consciousness has also found a reason. All spiritual creatures, so-called sentient beings, will have a bias and will only want to believe what they want to believe.
No, now this Zhenwu **demon stands at the center of the catastrophe and the six realms.
Don't touch him easily.
The Great Lord of Justice suppressed his murderous intent, loosened his palm, and finally suppressed the surging murderous intent.
"Just wait... The Supreme Mystery, Qi Wujue."
"You have now undertaken such a great undertaking. No matter what the final outcome is, your ascension to heaven is already destined."
"When you ascend to the Heavenly Palace, I will naturally have all kinds of ways to deal with you. No matter how good you are, you are only one of the Four Northern Saints of the North Pole Exorcist Institute. How can you be compared with me, the master of the Tianshu Institute?"
"Just wait until you ascend to heaven."
"Within a year, I will destroy your soul and kill you completely!"
The judicial mind is cold.
The heart of Tao cannot be shaken!
So under this heart——
The spirit of the emperor level finally seemed speechless.
Complete silence fell.
The old Taoist didn't seem to notice the figure looking at him with murderous intent from the 33rd Heaven. He just turned aside and avoided the salute of the disciples. He only accepted half of it and said gently: "What I teach is just the most basic practice method. Everyone in the world knows it."
"You have reached your current state and accomplishments, and have come this far because of you. You should acknowledge this matter with dignity."
The other disciples all bowed and said, "Yes!"
They are still as serious and solemn as ever.
It was just like the first time I saw the black-robed master preaching in front of the Nine Monuments.
The moods of the scholars became peaceful and calm. They looked at the enemy in front of them and surrounded the master. The fighting spirit gradually rose bit by bit. Some of the immortals and gods seemed to have lost the will to fight - before, most of the immortals and gods who were eager to sever the destiny of the human world had died in the battle just now.
The rest of them don't have much murderous intent or malice towards humans, they just fight because they are enemies.
At this moment, the calamity aura has dissipated, his mind has become clear again, and he is unwilling to fight with the people in the world anymore.
Especially Li Zhai, especially Confucius.
There is also the white-haired old man who looks ordinary, like he is about to die.
Zhenwu **demon!
他们群仙诸神，自有漫长岁月可去走，有无尽山河可去看，却并不想要成为真武**魔大帝功德册上的一个个名字，但是在这众目睽睽之下，或者是羞耻不甘心，也或许是因为诸子百家已得到了这些真正仙神们的认可和平视。
却也有另一部分不愿意在可敬却也强大的敌人面前这样退却。
哪怕是有真武**魔在前面站着。
在足可以钦佩足可以厮杀足可以论道的敌人面前，不战而退，这样比起战死，更为难以接受，怀揣着这样一部分念头的仙神们眼底重新展露出了炽烈的火光。
于是阵列变化如同流水，刹那之间，已是泾渭分明。
有一部分胆怯着朝着前面而来，另外一部分则是反而坦然，持兵器。
他们目光扫过站在人凡两界之间的老迈夫子身上，没有尊称为太上玄微。
也没有说什么真武**魔大帝，只是拱手一礼，道：“人世间的夫子。”
他们的视线越过了那老迈道人的肩膀，看向前面一个个的诸子，神色郑重，道：“吾等和这些道友之战，尚且未曾结束，还请您老让开，让我们打完再说！”
诸子百家眼底也有炽热之火光升腾而起。
神通变化之中，自然囊括有纯粹的领悟，有着对于世界的感悟，也是大道，也是至高之美，至高之力，况且，对于先前那些个空有力而无道的仙神，不足以为道；而对于现在这些贯彻大道的对手，鏖战到最后也是一种尊重。
他们再度提起拳锋，先前流转的劫气又升腾而起，却被紫气压下来。
老迈道人嗓音沉静温和道：
“先前厮杀，业已足够，犯我人间者，皆已伏法，而今之战，已是另外。”
仙神欲要说什么，那老人却笑着提出来一点，道：“岂不闻，论道有以文有武，先前征战厮杀，亦然是武斗，而今该要以文斗论法了，既然是仙神和诸子，难道汝等可以值得赞许的，就只有征战杀伐的手段吗？”
有祸心而犯人间者皆已亡！
胆怯者已退。
它山之石，可以攻玉。
如切如磋，如琢如磨，如此才可以真正成大器。
老迈道人指了指紫气，且让这些有着纯粹道心和不甘之心的仙神，和诸子完成最后的试炼，似乎是铸造一柄柄剑，最终铸造磨砺出无比锋利的剑刃，亦或者说，唯独有这样强大的力量，才有足够的底气才能够让强大无比的对手坐下来和你谈论。
泰山封禅，至此，此心已铸了。
而最终选择要三战以定下气运之上下，仙神自然走出境界最高者。
人世三次论道，丘自然是其中之一，李翟是其中之一。
正当诸子百家彼此争吵的时候，那老迈道人却是微微一笑，视线垂眸落下，诸子百家群仙诸神见到那里，有一名懒洋洋的道人，一边走来一边晃晃悠悠的，正是庄周。
庄周似乎刹那之间从气机的变化之中察觉到了什么，一下酒醒了。
看着泰山之巅，道：“啊，真是喝醉了酒。”
“怎么走错到了这里，不好意思，我走错方向了啊，老爷子！”
他毫不犹豫，转身就走，却是被那老道人伸出手一下提溜住了衣领子，提起来，扔到了山巅，作为了最后一位出战论道的人选，一共三场论道，这一次面对着真正的仙神，总算不再是先前那样，【以拳头证明力，用神通证明礼，通过不断的殴打让诸神认识到什么叫做谦卑和至诚】的法子。
而是真真正正的论及大道。
三战，兵家魁首锋芒毕露，毫无疑问地获胜了。
庄周懒洋洋，在最终要获胜的那一刹那，洒脱地抛下棋子认输。
那仙神怔怔失神，却失了争胜负之心，慨然叹息。
“已是跳出胜负和论道，这样的超脱之心，我远远不如啊。”
而最终面对着这个岁数的夫子丘，那位仙神却发现无论自己用出什么样的手段，什么样的神通，怎么样玄妙的大道，那位丘的回应仍旧是不疾不徐，永远都和自己相差仿佛。
这是一种堪称绝望的境界。
无论如何努力，差距永远都是那么大。
后来被那位丘称之为【随心所欲而不逾矩】。
这个时候，却只是让那位骄傲的先天神灵道心险些当场崩塌。
终究自愧不如。
但是三场论道，却皆是一胜一负一平。
群仙诸神，有情众生，阴阳轮转，其中有恶而贪婪者；有墙头草一般左右摇摆者，也有善良而刚强者。
人间界的诸子将第一批仙神斩杀，将第二批仙神击退，而后得到了仙界当中那些真正潜修刻苦的仙神们自心中升腾起的敬重和认可，人族的存在终于不会被任何存在小觑。
群仙诸神们和诸子约定了下一次一甲子后，再度在这泰山之上彼此论道的约定，旋即徐徐退去了，天界的余波从这个时候，尚且才要开始，而诸子们簇拥着老迈夫子，欲要回归人间。
老者却只是温和笑着摇了摇头，道：“不必了。”
他看着人世间，眼底有着眷恋和怀念，他已经感觉到了气机升腾，踏破劫难，而且并非以最决绝的杀戮让人世间和天庭真正成为死敌，而是斩杀一部分，和另一部分有道心和道德底线的存在交好为道友，劫已破。
就仿佛一颗星辰划过苍穹，老人在这个时候感觉到了冥冥之中的气息变化，而诸子皆不是寻常凡俗庸人，他们也感觉到了那种缥缈而真实存在的感觉，就仿佛今日就该告别，就仿佛今日就是最后一次见到这老者的时候。
就仿佛，这老人怀揣着某种使命来到人间，现在已完成了自己的宿命，该要离开这个世界了。
老人笑了笑，温和道：“我答应了西门，说，还有最后一次讲道。”
他撩起衣摆，就这样坐在了这浩**磅礴的紫气上，紫气绵延在前，化作了一个一个蒲团，诸子皆肃穆行礼，落座，老人的视线垂落下来，落在红尘之中，温和道：“当日讲道，总也是九碑之前，已有许多的人觉得遗憾了。”
“觉得没能听到老夫讲述道，但是道本来就难以讲述，我也只能勉强形容……这一次讲道，就在这里吧，在所有人的面前。”
老人垂眸，在此之前一甲子，每过一十七年讲述道法一次，先前已经讲述到了地仙的境界上，而今从这个地方开始，老者嗓音温和宁静，继续讲了下来，正翻看书卷的西门大冲一怔，却似乎感觉到了什么，他大步冲出了门，仰起头来。
是路过的老人，是笑着打闹着的孩子，也是自这人间走过的每一个人。
都停下脚步，感觉到了心中听到的声音。
草木转动树叶，鸟儿停止振翅，树巅上面的金丝猴一只手拉着树枝，瞪大眼睛抬起头。
在这一瞬间，人世间的苍生都听到了老者温和的讲述。
这一次的讲道，是对着全天下每一个人，对着每一个生灵，人们都仿佛看到，前面有一位宽和的老者，在噙着温暖的笑意和自己谈论什么，很快的，这讲述到了帝境的奥妙，常人近乎于已经听不懂的，却仍旧沉浸于其中。
大道不离于人。
老青牛气喘吁吁追了上来。
【尹】和【喜】紧随其后。
大道精微奥妙，本来就不是多么繁琐，很快讲完。
老人的声音顿了顿。
而后再度开口讲述，念诵出了自己在十多岁时候开始写，直到现在才完成的道经，不多，不长，只是五千字，传遍人世间，将自己所知的道的本质揉入了最寻常的文字之中。
人世安静，天穹之上，紫气绵延不绝，何至于三万里？！
乃是三十万里，三百万里！
已彻底笼罩住了整个人世间，西门大冲不知为何，听得泪流满面，而诸子百家，人间苍生，都已似乎入迷，怔怔失神许久，诸子回过神来，方才呢喃道“何等精妙玄奥，何等的大道神韵，夫子，这就是您的……”
他们声音顿住，眼前紫气还在，绵延流转，人间浩瀚之上。
但是却没有看到那白发苍苍的老者。
笑意和赞叹一下凝滞。
诸子们无言缄默地站在这里，泰山山高，先前大雪纷飞，天地萧瑟，夫子还在，他们经历过了一番厮杀和征战，他们斩杀神灵，他们和仙神论道，他们证明自己的道和方向，热血沸腾，毫无恐惧！
而今艳阳高照，云霞绝美，可是夫子离去，他们却不知道为何，只感觉到了一种孤独感。
诸子看着紫气渐渐散开，阳光流转，落入人世，红尘既已绝美，大江大河泛起金色涟漪，更是夺目，不知谁低声道：
“人间，真美啊……”
他们无声点头。
紫气之上，他们的前方，已经空无一人。
再没有谁站在他们的前面，给他们遮风挡雨，指出前路。
他们已是最前面的。
这是他们此生，最后一次见到那位夫子。