This is so dishonest!

Epilogue to Chapter 533, Part 3: Confucianism Uses Literature to Disrupt the Law; Lingtai Fangcun Mountain

Styx's bizarre actions really surprised everyone.

"Why is this guy calling on us demonic cultivators when he's doing something bad?" Luo Hou smiled helplessly from the side.

"Wouldn't this tarnish the reputation of our demonic path?"

The gods all turned to look at Yaochi, whose face was dark with anger.

They strongly suspected that if Styx hadn't run away quickly and chosen to descend to the mortal realm in his true form, a great war would definitely have broken out in the Great Luo Heaven.

"Hmph!" Yaochi glanced at the mortal realm.

Then she reached up and grabbed the top of her head.

"Meow???"

The calico cat, fast asleep, was thrown out of the Great Luo Heaven in a state of utter bewilderment.

"From this moment on, you are the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun Mountain."

Thus, Emperor Ji Man of the Tian Zhou Dynasty traveled to the west and met the Queen Mother of the West, whose painting style was extremely abstract.

The accompanying historian recorded: The Queen Mother of the West has the appearance of a human, with a leopard's tail and tiger's teeth, and is good at howling. She has disheveled hair and wears a headdress. She is in charge of celestial calamities and the five punishments.

And according to later unofficial historical records circulating throughout the myriad realms:
The posthumous title of this emperor was: Mu.

He traveled westward to the Kunlun Mountains, where he met the Queen Mother of the West, whose paintings were abstract in style.

After the two made vows of eternal love, Emperor Mu hastily turned back due to the changes in the Tian Zhou dynasty.

Unfortunately, after Emperor Mu left, he was never able to see the Queen Mother of the West again.

~~~~~~
In the land of Qilu, outside the city of Qufu, beneath a simple apricot altar.

A tall, middle-aged man with a gentle and refined demeanor, yet who inadvertently exudes an ethereal and otherworldly air, is explaining the mysteries of the I Ching to his three thousand disciples.

He was Confucius, the founder of Confucianism.

"The saying 'As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement' is the essence of the Qian hexagram..."

Confucius was engrossed in his lecture when suddenly he frowned slightly and stopped.

"Ugh……"

Confucius let out a long sigh.

"Why did you sigh, Master?" Yan Hui asked.

Confucius addressed his three thousand disciples and said slowly, “I have decided that my teachings will no longer be confined to the small territory of the State of Lu.”

A glint of malice suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"We, the disciples of Confucianism, should take it upon ourselves to 'educate the world and uphold the great way'!"

"From this day forward, I will lead you on a journey through the worlds... no, I will lead you through all the heavens and myriad realms!"

"We must let the brilliance of 'benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness' shine into every corner shrouded in darkness and ignorance!"

"We need to go and reason with those barbarians from another world!"

Upon hearing this, the three thousand disciples below instantly erupted in excitement!

They were already tired of hearing the classics like the Book of Poetry, the Book of Documents, the Book of Rites, the Book of Changes, and the Spring and Autumn Annals. They recited them under the apricot altar every day, and their bones were almost stiff from sitting so long.

Now that they hear that their teacher is going to take them to "all the heavens and myriad worlds" for "cross-dimensional teaching," they are all so excited that their faces turn red.

In particular, the most valiant of the disciples, a burly man named "Zilu," was so excited that he tore off his scholar's robe on the spot, revealing his strong muscles underneath.

Zilu waved his fist and shouted.

"Excellent! Master! We should have done this a long time ago!"

The other disciples asked, "What if those barbarians from other worlds won't listen to our reasoning?"

Upon hearing this, Confucius smiled kindly yet ethereally, and slowly pulled out a ruler that shimmered with seven-colored light from his sleeve.

"Then I can only use 'physical' methods to help them 'win people over with virtue'."

No one knows that this Confucian sage inherited the power of the [Ethereal Demon God] from the previous era.

The ruler in his hand was formed from the spine of a mystical demon god.

"lets go!"

Confucius, along with his three thousand muscular Confucian scholars, embarked on their grand journey of "Confucianism Interstellar Promotion Plan" in a time-traveling chariot pulled by a Qilin, named "Wanren Palace Wall".

Their first stop was the neighboring "Mech Universe".

When Confucius led three thousand disciples to the skies above a cyberpunk-style steel city, looking down at the iron lumps piloting giant mechs engaged in "urban street fighting,"

He cleared his throat and shouted down in a booming voice.

“Listen up, all of you! Confucius said, ‘A gentleman is not a vessel’! What kind of behavior is it for you to be so obsessed with these strange and ingenious iron tools!”

"Hurry up and lay down your weapons, and recite the Analects of Confucius three hundred times with me to purify your minds that have been contaminated by engine oil!"

The mecha pilots below were all completely bewildered.

"Where did these guys in their weird robes come from?"

"Screw them! How dare they play tricks on my turf! Brothers, get them off the turf!"

In an instant, countless laser cannons and electromagnetic railguns rained down on Confucius's time-traveling chariot.

Confucius, upon seeing this, simply smiled slightly.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved."

He gently waved the "Teacher of All Ages Ruler" in his hand.

An invisible, ethereal power, imbued with "rites and music" and "benevolence," instantly spread out.

All the artillery fire aimed at them mysteriously transformed in mid-air into beautiful flowers and white doves carrying olive branches.

Meanwhile, the originally fierce-looking mechs began to perform various comical yet standard Confucian etiquette gestures such as "bowing" and "kneeling" uncontrollably.

Two opposing mechs even shoved each other in a show of "humility."

"Brother, please go first."

"No, no, no, there is a proper order of seniority, please go first."

The entire battlefield instantly transformed into a large-scale "Confucian etiquette exhibition".

Confucius watched this scene and nodded in satisfaction.

“This child is still teachable.”

And in the core area of ​​the Mech Universe.

A dark-skinned man, dressed in coarse linen clothes and with a resolute demeanor, was leading a group of disciples dressed similarly in the final adjustments in a huge underground workshop.

He was Mozi, the founder of the Mohist school.

"Universal Love and Non-Aggression, the thirty-sixth energy circuit self-check begins."

"The Shangxian unit ensures stable power output from the furnace."

"Shangtong unit, synchronization rate of 99.9%".

"The ten core systems—Heaven's Will, Understanding Ghosts, Non-Music, Non-Fate, Frugality, and Simple Funerals—are all functioning normally!"

Mozi stood before a tall control panel, calmly issuing a series of commands, his eyes gleaming with a fervent passion for machinery and truth.

Suddenly, the workshop's alarm system emitted a piercing beeping sound.

"Warning! Warning! An extremely high level of humanistic energy has been detected in the southeast!"

"Energy level...has broken through the Great Luo Golden Immortal level!"

"The target... is moving towards us at high speed!"

A Mo family disciple in charge of detection shouted in alarm as he watched the numbers on the screen soaring.

Mozi's expression instantly became extremely solemn.

"It's Confucius!"

He practically gritted his teeth as he uttered the name.

"Has that hypocrite who spouts 'benevolence and morality' finally lost his temper and decided to have a 'physical debate' with me?"

The Mohists and Confucians debated many times, and neither side would concede to the other.

Today, Confucius's first stop was his own territory to discuss the Dao (challenge the master), which made Mozi very unhappy.

He slammed his hand on the control panel in front of him, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"Well done!"

"I, Mozi, have dedicated my life to bringing true peace to the world through 'technology' and 'order'!"

"Today, I'll show you, you stubborn old-fashioned person who worships the past and wants to turn back the clock, what the real power that represents the future is!"

"A disciple of the Mohist school!"

Mozi's voice resounded throughout the entire underground workshop.

"Activate the ultimate weapon of war—[The Anti-Sage Confucius: Universal Love and Non-Aggression Ship]!"

"Target: Confucius!"

Boom! ! !
The entire earth began to shake violently.

In the city where Mozi was located, the ground was cracked inch by inch, and a giant humanoid mecha, tens of millions of feet tall, made entirely of an unknown alloy, with lines full of power and technological aesthetics, rose from the ground!
This mecha is the strongest combat weapon created by the Mohist school with countless efforts, theoretical support provided by Daoist Yu Chen, and design personally overseen by the Holy Emperor Fuxi, embodying the full power of the entire school!
Its head is shaped like a giant inkwell, and its eyes are two energy cores that can emit "divine punishment light".

Its torso is inscribed with ten core philosophies, such as "universal love" and "non-aggression," which together form a "Shangtong Power Furnace" capable of absorbing and transforming all energy.

Its arms can transform into the incredibly powerful "Non-Aggressive Divine Shield" and "Bright Ghost Sword".

Behind it is a pair of enormous "Wings of Heavenly Will," composed of countless small mechanical kites, which, when unfolded, blot out the sky!
Mozi's figure flickered and transformed into a streak of light, instantly entering the cockpit in the head of the mecha and merging with the entire mecha!

"Confucius!"

The mecha's eyes shone with a dazzling light and emitted a metallic, synthesized sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

"I am the truth!"

……

Two terrifying forces, enough to make the entire multiverse take notice, have finally met.

On one side was Confucius, who stood nine feet six inches tall, his muscles gleaming with the light of "reason," and behind him was the "Invincible Formation of the Benevolent" composed of three thousand muscular men.

On the other side is the [Universal Love and Non-Aggression] mecha war god, its entire body gleaming with a cold metallic luster, representing the ultimate in technology and order.

The two sides stand in a distant standoff.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

In the Great Luo Heaven.

All the saints stared intently, afraid of missing a single wonderful scene.

"Fight, fight!"

The gods waved flags and shouted encouragement.

"Eldest brother, third brother, aren't you... going a bit too far?" Taishang's lips twitched as he looked at the world-destroying spectacle in the mortal realm.

"What does the battle between Confucius and Mozi have to do with our Legalist school?" Xuanqing shook his head with a smile.

Yu Chen said, "It's just a normal exchange between the Mohists and Confucians, so please don't be impatient."

“Yes, yes, yes, the ethereal demon gods and such have nothing to do with us.” A group of Fuxi echoed.

Mech Universe.

Confucius spoke first.

His booming voice was filled with compassion and a spirit of tireless teaching.

"Mozi, turn back before it's too late!"

"Put down your cold, hard iron and join me in the ocean of rites and music, to feel the warmth of benevolence, wouldn't that be better?"

Inside the cockpit of the "Universal Love and Non-Aggression" ship, Mozi let out a cold laugh.

"Confucius, put away your hypocritical rhetoric!"

"Your 'etiquette' is nothing but a tool to maintain class oppression! Your 'benevolence' is only bestowed upon the 'gentlemen' in your eyes!"

"Today, I will use this sword of 'universal love' to cut off all the shackles binding all living beings, and use this shield of 'non-aggression' to protect all the weak in the world!"

Not enough words to speculate!
"Alas, so stubborn."

Confucius shook his head, his face showing a look of deep sorrow.

"Since words cannot awaken you, I will have no choice but to use a ruler to help you 'rectify your mind'!"

The moment he finished speaking, he moved!
His enormous body, with a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to its size, instantly traversed a hundred miles and appeared in front of the "Universal Love and Non-Aggression"!

The [Teacher's Ruler] in his hand, carrying the immense power of the "Invincible Benevolence" of his three thousand disciples, as well as the strange Taoist magic of the [Ethereal Demon God] that could distort cause and effect, transformed into a golden pillar of light that seemed to split the heavens and the earth, and lashed down towards the mecha's head!
This foot embodies the majesty of "propriety" and the boundless spirit of "benevolence"!

"Well done!"

Mozi roared, and the Non-Aggression Divine Shield instantly appeared in front of him!
when! ! !
A terrifying roar, powerful enough to shatter the eardrums of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, resounded throughout the entire world!
The golden beam of light collided violently with the divine shield shimmering with runes!

A terrifying energy storm emanated from the two centers and swept wildly in all directions!

Within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, the earth was instantly lifted up and the sky was torn apart, forming an enormous spacetime rift!

Confucius was shaken back several steps.

Every step he took left a bottomless pit in the earth.

Even on the seemingly indestructible "Universal Love and Non-Aggression" shield, a tiny crack appeared!

"interesting."

The fighting spirit in Confucius's eyes intensified.

"Take this—[The Art of Fiction: Sacrificing Family for the greater good]!"

He put away the ruler, and the ancient Taoist characters "Spring and Autumn Annals" appeared on his right fist.

With a single punch, it seemed to carry the historical momentum of the entire era, ready to "rectify" and "judge" Mozi!
"Don't think about it!"

Mozi piloted the mecha, drawing the Sword of Bright Ghost. With a single strike, peace was restored to the world!
boom! boom! boom!
Fists and swords clashed in mid-air in the most primal and intense way!

Every collision caused the heavens and earth to change color, and the laws of nature to groan!
Behind Confucius, three thousand disciples chanted Confucian classics in unison, bestowing a continuous stream of power upon their teacher!

"Self-discipline and adherence to propriety! The benevolent are invincible!"

"Govern with virtue, and the people will submit to your rule!"

Mozi was not to be outdone, and he turned the power of the "Shangtong Power Furnace" to its maximum!
"The will of Heaven, the belief in ghosts, universal love, and non-aggression!"

"Frugality, simple funerals, no music, no death!"

"Respect for talent, embrace of unity, and full activation of all ten cores!"

Behind the "Universal Love and Non-Aggression" ship, the Wings of Heavenly Will suddenly unfolded, and countless mechanical kites, like locusts passing through, swept across the sky and shot towards Confucius and his three thousand disciples!
Each flying kite is equivalent to the full-force attack of a Golden Immortal!
"Hmph! A little trick!"

Confucius snorted coldly, completely unmoved.

The great formation behind him changed instantly!
Confucius said, “From those who bring me a bundle of dried meat as tuition, I have never refused to teach them!”

Suddenly, a disciple stepped out from the formation, holding a bundle of cured meat, and swung it sharply at the countless mechanical kites flying in the sky!
The cured meat instantly transformed into an endless seal of "benevolence" in mid-air, freezing all the flying kites in mid-air, unable to move!

"What...what kind of operation is this?!"

Mozi, inside the cockpit, stared in disbelief.

Confucius said, "Only women and petty men are difficult to deal with!"

Another disciple rushed out and shouted a disdainful shout at the somewhat damaged "Universal Love and Non-Aggression" banner!

The mech's interior actually began to experience various inexplicable malfunctions, as if it had truly become a "difficult" "little person"!
"My energy circuit! My transmission system! Damn it!"

Mozi frantically repaired the mecha.

Confucius seized the opportunity!
"Mozi! It's time to show you the true essence of Confucianism!"

He took a deep breath, and his aura reached its peak!
"This move is my ultimate technique, created by combining the essence of the 'Great Learning' section of the Book of Rites and the 'I Ching'!"

"Alright!"

"【Investigating things to attain ultimate truth, the world's nuclear balance is in the palm of your hand】!!!"

In his palm, a terrifying energy ball slowly rotated, seemingly containing the cycle of birth and death of a complete universe, filled with an aura of "peace" and "benevolence"!

The oppressive force emanating from that energy sphere even made the scholars from various schools of thought who were secretly watching feel a sense of unease!
"not good!"

Mozi, inside the cockpit, felt an unprecedented crisis of death!
He poured all his energy into the "Shangtong Power Furnace" in the chest of the "Universal Love and Non-Aggression" ship!
"Confucius! You think you can crush me with reason? Not so easy!"

"Taste my move, the ultimate secret technique that embodies the beliefs of all Mohist disciples!"

"【Universal love and non-aggression, the truth-annihilating cannon】!!!"

A massive, pure white beam of energy, thick enough to instantly evaporate an entire galaxy and filled with "love" and "peace," shot out from the mecha's chest!
True love conquers all!

The energy ball and the energy beam collided with a deafening roar before everyone's eyes!
At that moment, the whole world lost its sound and its color.

All that remained was a dazzling white light, enough to purify everything.

……

The outcome of the battle between Confucius and Mozi remains unknown.

All we know is that after Confucius left the mecha universe, he continued his "cosmic tour of lectures".

Confucius traveled throughout the world, debating with various philosophers, and his influence was unparalleled, almost overshadowing all other schools of thought.

Later, Mencius emerged out of nowhere.

A surge of righteous spirit allows the brilliance of Confucianism and Taoism to illuminate the world.

"No, fellow Daoists, we must unite!"

The philosophers who had been challenged by Confucius gathered together.

A prominent figure, Huizi Hongyun, stated, "This isn't the spread of Confucian thought; it's military colonization! It's blatant cultural aggression!"

“Exactly!” Guang Chengzi, the representative of the Legalist school, also echoed, a rare occurrence.

"My painstakingly deduced 'Legalist' model of governance was utterly refuted by Mencius's righteous indignation, causing its logic to collapse and nearly crashing the entire legal system of the Tianzhou Dynasty!"

"They're too arrogant!"

Zou Yan, a member of the Yin-Yang school, also sighed and lamented from the side:
"Confucius led three thousand disciples and spent half a day discussing with us the saying 'The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.'"

"The next day, our Yin-Yang School disciples were driven away by this violent gang."

While the philosophers were criticizing Confucius, only Zhuangzi's Kunpeng calmly picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

"Fellow Daoists, please calm down."

"Although Confucius and Mencius acted in a somewhat radical way, their core mission was still to spread the Great Way."

"Besides, the rules don't say that you can't use 'physical' methods to assist in the spread of 'ideas'."

His words left everyone speechless, yet they felt even more aggrieved.

Finally, Xu Xing from the [Farmer's Family] offered a constructive suggestion.

"Since everyone is fighting their own battles, it is easy for conflicts to arise, and even unnecessary clashes to occur."

"How about we emulate the Heavenly Dao Academy of the previous era, with the founders of all our lineages joining forces to establish a public academic platform called 'Jixia Academy' on Sheji Mountain in the human universe?"

"Let disciples from all schools of thought enter the academy to debate openly, exchange ideas amicably, and compete fairly."

"In this way, we can avoid large-scale conflicts and allow ideas to spark more brilliant ideas through collision. Isn't that wonderful?"

This proposal was immediately approved by the scholars.

Thus, in the human realm, outside the Ji Gate of Linzi City in the State of Qi.

A magnificent academy, shrouded in ethereal mist and imbued with Taoist spirit, rose from the ground.

This is the Jixia Academy.

Within the academy, there are no distinctions based on social class or nationality. As long as you have your own unique ideas, you can open a lecture hall here and recruit disciples.

For a time, the world's best talents gathered here.

Han Fei of the Legalist school, Qin Huali of the Mohist school, Zou Yan of the Yin-Yang school, Sun Bin of the Military school, Xu Xing of the Agricultural school, Su Qin and Zhang Yi of the School of Diplomacy...

The top figures from almost all schools of thought came here.

Later, Xunzi, the third sage of Confucianism, also came to the academy.

He actually managed to serve three consecutive terms as the headmaster of the Jixia Academy—the position of libationer.

The most eye-catching structure in the entire academy is the nine-story "Discussion Platform".

Every day, representatives from different schools of thought would take to the debating platform to engage in public debates.

"I believe that the rule of law should be the foundation of governance! All acts that violate the law should be severely punished!"

The Legalist disciples' voices were as loud as a bell.

"No, no! The stricter the laws, the more people will know how to find loopholes! In my opinion, we should 'govern by doing nothing' and let nature take its course!"

The Taoist disciples refuted this.

"You are all wrong! The world is in turmoil because of a lack of love! Only universal love can bring true peace!"

The disciples of the Mohist school delivered a passionate speech.

"Universal love? What a joke! How can one sweep the world if one cannot even sweep one's own room?" The Confucian disciples scoffed.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk believes that all of this is illusory. Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form." A Buddhist disciple, who appeared out of nowhere, put his hands together and looked compassionate.

“Go ahead and argue, the more exciting the argument, the more interesting our novel will be.”

The novelist's disciple, notebook in hand, was writing furiously.

Most of the unofficial histories circulating throughout the myriad worlds were written by novelists.

For example, the Biography of Emperor Mu.

The story of an emperor and a catgirl is unforgettable for all living beings in the world.

……

Just as the academic atmosphere at Jixia Academy was becoming increasingly "neutral".

Lao Tzu, the founder of Taoism and the incarnation of Taishang Laojun, made a decision that surprised everyone.

He left his copy of the Tao Te Ching in the library of the Jixia Academy, and then rode his blue ox backwards slowly toward Hangu Pass in the west.

He seemed weary of the world's strife and wanted to travel to a more distant place to find his own "Tao".

Upon witnessing this scene, Daoist Yu Chen of the Great Luo Heaven suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Second brother, where are you... going?"

The Supreme Being simply smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

When Laozi arrived at Hangu Pass, the gatekeeper Yin Xi, who had been waiting there for a long time, respectfully blocked his way.

"Sir, if you wish to travel west, could you leave us some words of truth?"

Lao Tzu nodded, left behind the five-thousand-word "Tao Te Ching," and prepared to leave the pass.

However, at this moment.

A dazzling beam of Buddhist light came from the west, transforming into a handsome and spirited young Taoist priest who landed in front of Laozi.

The young Taoist priest held a string of prayer beads and bowed to Laozi.

"Master Uncle, your disciple Duobao has been waiting here for a long time on Master's orders."

Upon hearing this, the Jade Emperor Daoist of the Great Luo Heaven was immediately furious!
"Duobao?!"

He pointed at the water mirror, trembling with anger.

"Second Brother! And Jieyin and Zhunti! The three of you! How dare you gang up on me and kidnap my disciple!"

Yu Chen did not send Duo Bao to join the Westerners.

Who is the master that Duobao mentioned?
The Supreme Lord simply took a sip of tea and said, "Third Brother, please calm down. This is the will of Heaven, and also the destiny of Duobao."

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at Yu Chen with innocent expressions.

"Fellow Daoist, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

"We simply felt that Laozi's 'Tao' and our Western 'Buddha' had a similar essence, so we specially invited him to come and exchange academic ideas."

"As for Fellow Daoist Duobao, he came of his own free will."

Lord Yu Chen was so angry at these three guys that he was practically fuming, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only watch helplessly as his beloved disciple, Duobao, happily led Laozi westward to the sacred Ling Mountain.

Lingshan, under the Bodhi tree.

Lao Tzu, along with the two saints Jieyin and Zhunti, sat cross-legged and began a discussion on the Dao that lasted for forty-nine days.

During this time, flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and the sounds of the Great Dao were heard incessantly.

Duobao listened respectfully from the side.

The discourse concluded forty-nine days later.

Lao Tzu drifted away.

Duobao sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree, remaining motionless for a long time.

In his mind, the profound truth of Lao Tzu's "The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things" kept echoing, which also corroborated the Buddhist doctrine of "dependent origination and emptiness, all phenomena are consciousness-only".

Finally, at some point.

He suddenly understood, pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, and laughed heartily.

"I got it! I got it!"

Three streams of pure energy shot out from above his head, one transforming into the Buddha of the past, one into the Buddha of the present, and one into the Buddha of the future.

Then, the three corpses merged into one, and a majestic self-corpse with immeasurable Buddha light emanating from the back of its head was created!

The self-corpse smiled slightly at the original body of Duobao and bowed.

"This humble monk is Shakyamuni, greetings to fellow practitioners."

Duobao has attained Buddhahood!
From then on, Western Buddhism gained another ancestor of all Buddhas—the Tathagata Buddha.

After doing all this, the Taoist Zhunti seemed to feel that this was not exciting enough.

He also established a celestial sect called "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave" in the distant outer realm of the human universe.

He then adopted the pseudonym "Subhuti Patriarch" and began to recruit disciples widely.

On the very first day the patriarch accepted disciples, a group of demon kings arrived.

"We pay our respects to the Ancestral Master!"

Meng Huai, a disciple of the outer sect of the Chan Sect, led a group of junior brothers and sisters to pay homage outside Fangcun Mountain.

Upon seeing this, Subhuti's lips twitched.

He was speechless.
"What are you doing here?"

The demon kings chuckled, their gazes fixed sincerely on Subhuti:
"Master, we've come to become your disciples!"

Subhuti looked at the group of demon kings, put his hand to his forehead, and sighed deeply.

"evil creature!"

"Come in, everyone."

"Yes, Master!"

The demon kings of the outer sect of the Chan Sect, without any hesitation, happily followed Subhuti into Fangcun Mountain.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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