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I'm about to start an academic debate.

He wouldn't have the upper hand in a fight, but when it came to philosophical discussions, he felt confident of victory. After all, he was Hongjun's top disciple, possessed the greatest comprehension, and cultivated the Dao of non-action, which followed the will of Heaven; his theories were numerous and comprehensive.

"Lin Xuan, your idea of ​​having Kuafu teach humans martial arts to improve their health seems beneficial, but it is actually a huge mistake."

Lao Tzu sat cross-legged in mid-air and began to expound his theories.

"Humans are inherently weak and have short lifespans. Only by following the way of nature and cultivating one's character can one prolong life. To make them fight with wild beasts and struggle against the heavens and earth is to overdraw their lives and go against the will of heaven."

Lao Tzu's words were shrouded in mystery, exuding a sophisticated sense of "I'm doing this for your own good."

Many of the humans below nodded in agreement.

Yes, practicing martial arts is exhausting and can lead to injuries. If you could live forever by sitting still, who would be willing to risk their life?

For a moment, the golden dragon of fortune that had been gathered above the human race began to waver, and its head slowly turned toward Laozi.

Seeing this, Lao Tzu revealed a smug smile.

You little brat, trying to argue with me?

Lin Xuan watched the swaying golden dragon without any hurry. He took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, cracked two open, and casually tossed the shells aside.

"What the Sage Taiqing said is truly eloquent." Lin Xuan clapped his hands. "Then I'd like to ask, if a tiger came and was biting your leg right now, would you sit down and reason with it, trying to persuade it, or would you submit to fate and let it eat you?"

Lao Tzu frowned: "This is sophistry. Those who cultivate the Tao have their own methods to control beasts."

"Methods? What methods?" Lin Xuan pressed. "Is it your Golden Core Path? What about before you cultivated the Golden Core? Were you just talking big?"

Lin Xuan turned to face the hundreds of thousands of human beings.

"Folks, let's not talk about those empty words. I'll just ask you, isn't it cold in winter?"

The humans below answered in unison, "Cold!"

Are you hungry?

"Hungry!"

"Would you rather sit in your cave waiting for a windfall, or would you rather develop strength, hunt for yourself, and skin animals to make your own clothes?"

From the crowd, a robust young man stepped forward; he was none other than the future Emperor Suiren (who was still young at the time).

He shouted, "Holy Father! I don't want to go hungry! Last time, my father was carried off by a wolf because he was too slow! I want to practice boxing! I want to kill that wolf!"

"Yes! We need to practice boxing!"

"We want to eat meat!"

Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction and looked at Laozi again.

"Did you hear that? This is public opinion."

Lin Xuan's voice suddenly rose, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement!"

This sentence, like a resounding bell, made everyone present's heads buzz.

"Humans are born between heaven and earth. Though weak, they possess an indomitable spirit! If the sky oppresses me, I will cleave it open; if the earth binds me, I will shatter it! This is the path humanity should take! Not like a cowardly turtle, talking about inaction and conformity!"

"Boom!"

As Lin Xuan finished speaking, the sea of ​​fortune clouds above the human race began to churn violently.

The golden dragon of fortune, which had been hesitating, seemed to suddenly understand something and let out a deafening roar.

It no longer glanced at Laozi, but instead happily wagged its tail and charged straight at Lin Xuan, circling above his head and affectionately rubbing against his cheek.

It even opened its mouth wide and sneezed loudly in my direction.

"puff!"

I felt a tightness in my chest, and I almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was horrified to discover that the fortune he had originally possessed was rapidly slipping away.

30%!

A full thirty percent of the Human Teachings' fortune was wiped out by Lin Xuan's words!

"This...how is this possible?!" Laozi could no longer maintain his dignified image; his face was twitching. "A backlash of destiny? The human race actually...actually accepted his fallacies?"

Lin Xuan touched the head of the golden dragon on his head and smiled brightly.

"Look, even a dragon knows who truly cares for it. Lao Tzu, your methods won't work among humans. We don't support idlers here, nor do we support saints who only talk the talk."

Nuwa watched with shining eyes.

At this moment, Lin Xuan was incredibly handsome in her eyes.

That confidence, that domineering aura, that style of leaving even a saint speechless, made her heart race, and she even felt the little life inside her kick twice.

"My husband is wonderful," Nuwa murmured softly.

Lao Tzu was now in a predicament where he couldn't back down.

If we leave, we'll lose face and our luck. If we stay, we can't win a fight or a verbal battle.

Just then, celestial music suddenly drifted from the horizon.

The Nine Dragons Incense Carriage broke through the sky, and sitting on it was the majestic Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Don't panic, Senior Brother! Junior Brother is here to help you!"

Yuanshi had just received the news that his elder brother had been bullied, so he rushed over to support him.

When he saw his father's ugly expression and Lin Xuan's smug look, his anger flared up.

"Lin Xuan! You ill-mannered barbarian! How dare you ruin the fortune of my Xuanmen!" Yuanshi immediately accuses them, "Humans are born with innate Dao bodies and should cultivate my Jade Purity Immortal Methods, understand etiquette, and know their place. You teach them those crude martial arts techniques; it's an insult to civilization!"

When Laozi saw that Yuanshi had arrived, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I have a helper, even if he's just here to argue, he can share some of the firepower.

Lin Xuan looked at Yuan Shi and almost burst out laughing.

Well, the Calabash Brothers are saving their grandfather, and after they finish saving one, another one comes.

"Is this an insult to civility?" Lin Xuan snapped his folding fan shut. "Yuanshi Tianzun, since you insist on talking about civility, then let's discuss what true culture is."