Sword of Coming

At the site of the Jinjiazhou battlefield, a short and thin old man with white hair and purple clothes and a flagon tied around his waist stepped barefoot on the tip of an iron spear that was inserted obliquely into the ground. There are many corpses piled up like a mountain, which should have been built by the beasts of the monster race for the great monster of the bone throne, so that Baiying can rely on these bone ghosts that have been reduced to puppets to push northward in one go. , Take down the remaining territory of Jinjiazhou, which is no longer capable of decisive battle.

That Bai Ying is indeed the most damned among the fourteen great monsters. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles. It was already so rampant in Jinjia Continent, once this beast reaches the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, what will happen?

It's a pity that he came a step late, and couldn't stop the frenzied Wanyan Laojing, and couldn't take the opportunity to have a moment with Bai Ying. In fact, the purpose of Yu Xuan's cross-continental trip earlier was to temporarily put aside his grievances with Wanyan Laojing and help Jin Jiazhou to survive for a while.

Yu Xuan thought that the dozens or hundreds of talismans with which he used the talismans were indeed relatively innately superior to Bai Ying's army of dead bones. After all, Yu Xuan didn't have many things, except that the number of talismans was not bad, so he won by quantity. Coupled with the fact that Bai Ying is not very good at catching and fighting, Yu Xuan felt that since it is safe to save his life, he came here to join in the fun, as long as he didn't learn from Zhou Shenzhi, it would not be a big problem.

But now Yu Xuan was stepping on the tip of the gun, the wind was blowing, his sleeves were bulging, and the old man was pulling his beard, making him even more worried.

Bai Ying was nowhere to be seen, so she went to Fuyao Island to besiege and kill Bai Ye, asking for a place near the water to get her first?

It's just that I don't know how this big monster on the throne, who doesn't seem to be very good at catching and fighting, is feeling, and whether he is as worried as I am Yu Xuan. After all, if you want to kill Bai Ye, how can you do it without paying a price.

Yu Xuan looked at the little girl who was walking slowly and then stopped a little further away. The old man smiled and said, "My name is Pei Qian, right? She has gained a lot of fame, and she and that Cao Ci are both good friends. Young people scare us to death." These are old and immortal, very good, very good."

Pei Qian had been looking left and right before, stopped and clasped his fists, then asked: "Old Immortal Yu, can I clean up the battlefield? If I can, at most a stick of incense. Half a stick of incense is also enough."

With just a few snaps of his fingers, he could kill a Yupu Realm monster monk, and the old man was dressed like this. Pei Qian recognized Yu Xuan at a glance.

In the early years, they traveled together to return to their hometowns. The master once mentioned the old fairy who was too mysterious and admired by the master. Today, he is willing to come to the Jinjiazhou battlefield alone. Pei Qian feels that he has missed the old sword fairy Zhou, but he has not missed Yu. Old God, this fight was not in vain. Pei Qian also asked his master back then, which one is more valuable, the yellow paper talisman on his forehead, or the talisman that Yu Laoer painted with the most painstaking care, is it similar? The master hummed, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and gave Pei Qian an extra bowl of fish soup. In fact, at that time, Heitan girl had already eaten and drank enough, and her belly was round. When she took the bowl with a bitter face, she didn't know whether she was wrong or right.

Pei Qian had no reason to think of these childhood events, and felt quite sorry for the old god. It was not about who was more valuable in the competition of talismans, but because he didn't know the heights of heaven and earth at that time, so he casually yelled at the old man, so Pei Qian was finally lucky. Seeing a real person is extra respectful and polite. What's more, this old senior's state of mind is upright and upright, like the Milky Way hanging in the sky, and the stars are shining brightly. Pei Qian only glanced at it twice before, and didn't look at it too much. After roughly confirming the people's tendency of the scene, Pei Qian didn't dare to look at it, and he couldn't look at it too much.

Yu Xuan nodded and said: "Are you afraid that Bai Ying will hide in it? It's nothing, I ran away early, no animal dares to come to die at this moment, don't worry. Don't say it's a stick of incense, an hour is fine. It's just a little What is the girl doing here, you are a pure martial artist with a high realm, after all, you will not be able to properly dispose of these corpses, let me do it."

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, but said frankly: "Old Immortal Yu, this junior wants to grab some items from those monster monks so that they can be exchanged for some immortal money."

Yu Xuan was stunned for a long time, such a young and pure martial artist, he felt that he was only a little bit short of Cao Ci's favored son, dare he be cheeky and ask himself if he can pick up money?

It's a little bit worse than Cao Ci, isn't it bad? In fact, it was very frightening to the old senior, let alone a little girl who was much younger than Cao Ci, Yu Xuan almost asked cheekily, "Does the little girl have a teacher, if not, just catch up with the coincidence, the old man has a little bit of boxing skills, why don't you worship me?" As a teacher", as for whether he knows how to box, let's talk about abducting an apprentice first. It's just that Yu Xuan is very clear that such a young genius must have a strong master's background.

Yu Xuan laughed and said: "Just feel free to pick up the money, the old man will help you watch for a while."

After a while, make another decision.

Anyway, Bai is not that easy to kill.

Pei Qian received the decree from the old god, clasped his fists heavily, smiled brightly, squeezed out a simple and simple seal from his sleeve, and then stomped his feet lightly, and took the objects on the mountain with the most precious light that he had taken a fancy to early on, from some demon clan's land The body of the immortal cultivator trembled at the same time, and with a wave of his hand, he was included in the objects within reach. Pei Qian swept away, and wherever he went, he stepped on the ground with his toes, and in a radius of several miles, only the objects on the monster clan would rise from the ground, and then she would be precisely pulled by her fists, like a guest coming to the door , One after another, they entered the mansion within close proximity.

She and Sister Na Zaixi had borrowed a thing with a seal very close, and later she borrowed a thing with a square inch from Sister Zhu Mei. The previous fights did not yield much. After all, fighting on the battlefield was fierce again and again, and survival was the most important thing. Pei Qian never dared to be distracted, and today was the only exception. It's just that the ruins of the current battlefield can be said to be full of natural materials, earth treasures, and fairy artifacts. Pei Qian still intends to leave as soon as he sticks an incense stick, so he can't waste more time with the old gods.

Yu Xuan seemed to be stepping on the tip of the spear, looking south to Fuyao Island, but in fact he was always paying attention to the woman behind him picking up trash.

See if you have kept your promise, and only pick the treasure on the mountain from the monster corpse's corpse, and if one accidentally picks up the wrong one, then don't blame the old man for being careless too.

Don't be afraid of reckless men, so what about warriors in the tenth realm, even if it is in the eleventh realm, the world is big and the earth is big, there are thousands of roads, and each walks his own way, but he must be afraid of the good and evil. A good guy just saves his money to be a bad guy and make a fortune. Yu Xuan has seen many, some can see through, some can't see through, for example, Jinjiazhou, the Wanyan old scene, was not able to see through.

That little girl glanced at her heart, but Yu Xuan didn't take a look at her state of mind, good girl, fortunately there is a light in her heart that illuminates the road, and the trend is still going to a brighter place, the little girl is really sincere Believe in that light, otherwise you won't be able to pierce through the sky after learning boxing?

very good.

The little girl has a good eye for picking things, and she is very responsible and careful in doing things.

That being the case, no matter how many opportunities you have, it's up to you to take it, as long as you can see it and move it, the little girl will make a fortune. Of course, Yu Xuan despised those who were too ordinary in rank. What's more, he is at most cleaning up the corpses on the battlefield, so as not to become a trouble in future wars. He has no intention of making money, not to mention that Yu Xuan has never been worried about immortal money and natal things in his life. .

What a pity, what a good-looking girl, what's so good about being a pure martial artist, why not enter my mountain gate, learn my Taoism, talismans, and kill people without punching, you must know that in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, there has always been that "killer fairy" Qi, talisman in Xuan", has the little girl heard of it, is it tempting? You can be heartbroken.

It's a pity that the little girl only had twinkling eyes, so she opened her eyes when she saw Qian, and didn't know the real fairy Qian, so she stood still in front of her eyes.

Just a stick of incense.

Then Pei Qian returned to the place where he had stopped before, clasped his fists again, and said goodbye to the old immortal Yu.

Yu Xuan nodded. The little girl is much more pleasing to the eye than that brat Cao Ci.

The old man also made up his mind to go and have a look, just go to Fuyaozhou to have a look, throw a few talismans, and run away if he can't beat it.

Pei Qian, who was covered in blood, took a deep breath. Before Yufeng Yuanyou withdrew from the battlefield, looking at the corpses that were destined to be irreplaceable and meaningless, Pei Qian bit his lips and said in his heart, "Good morning, everyone."

Pei Qian's knees were slightly bent, and he rose from the ground. The earth trembled and rippled, shattering the real corpses of many monster earth immortal monks.

After hearing that Pei Qian's heartfelt voice, Yu Xuan smiled slightly, and lightly stepped on the tip of the gun. The old man landed barefoot, but the long bridge turned over, like an immortal riding the wind, and caught up with Pei Qian. Qian Ru rode side by side, Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, and still held the spear with the golden talisman engraved on it. It was the original attacking object of the Yupu Realm monster clan who was killed by the old god Yu. Pei Qian turned his head and shouted loudly: " Old Immortal Yu’s reputation is well-deserved, no wonder my master would say a talisman Yu Wushuang, killing immortals with Xuan, the talisman is in Xuan’s hand, it seems to flow from the rivers into the sea, the weather is myriad, and even teach that the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth, the world’s Taoism is the only peak .”

Pei Qian had a guilty conscience, Master never said that, and he didn't know if his words were flattering. It would be great if the master was there, and the fire will definitely be better.

Pei Qian didn't dare to look more into the human world, because of the sad things in the human world, it turned out that it was not only the master who was not by his side in the rivers and lakes.

It doesn't matter, she has temporarily accepted an anonymous disciple, a little mute who doesn't like to talk and can't talk too much.

Thousands of miles away from the battlefield, Pei Qian found the child on the top of a big mountain, still used to squatting on the ground, Cao Ci and elder sister Zaixi stood side by side, both dressed in white, like a pair of fairy couples walking out of a picture scroll.

After Pei Qian floated to the ground, she called out Ah Man, the little mute who didn't want to say anything, just raised his head to look at her, then lowered his head again.

Pei Qian glanced at Cao Ci, a little helpless, until he saw Cao Ci's confrontation with a great demon in the Ascension Realm earlier, Cao Ci was defeated, but he couldn't talk about how he was in a predicament, Pei Qian didn't know the truth, it turned out Cao Ci's fights on the battlefield in the past, still didn't punch out with all his strength, killing monsters, saving people, punching, strength, trajectory, retracting punches, and punching again, the punches were just right. Cao Ci seemed to be a prophet, so he didn't need to punch to be the first.

After Pei Qian Yufeng left, Yu Xuan changed from pulling her beard to stroking her beard, no wonder the little girl is so polite, it turned out that she had a good master who taught her carefully, I don't know how old she is, but she has such prudent insight.

Yu Xuan raised his hands, his sleeves were bulging, and there were as many talismans as snowflakes in the sky, falling one after another on the ruins of the battlefield.

Yu Xuan restrained his smile, disappeared in a flash, and traveled all the way south, across continents, muttering: "When you die, you die."

The old man is alone, accompanied only by talismans.

Haoran saves Baiye, and the talisman is Yuxuan.

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Fuyao Island.

Bai Ye wielded his sword alone, dressed in a blue shirt, soared up to the sky.

The mountains and rivers under the feet of a continent have become a huge world of formations. From the sky to the land, everything is enveloped by the destiny of the wild world. Then, with the coast of Yizhou as the border, it has become a huge formation to detain, overwhelm, and surround Bai Ye. cage.

It doesn't matter to Bai Ye, he just needs to keep the battlefield away from the human world. Bai Ye is not used to seeing gods and mortals suffer disasters when they fight. The final battle of his swordsmanship in this life is like the culmination of a poem. How can it be like this?

As for the rest, feel free to do whatever you want and be happy.

Bai Ye hovered with his sword and looked around, his heart not at a loss.

The only regret is that Bai also doesn't want to owe anyone, but the sword that has been with him for many years will probably not be returned to the Taoist Priest Guan Sun of the Great Xuan City.

This fairy sword is called "Taibai".

The first time he met Daoist Sun and the immortal sword "Taibai" was also the first time Daoist Sun traveled far and wide to relax. At first, Daoist Sun offered the sword as a gift, but Taibai was unwilling to accept it. Daoist Sun changed the gift to borrowing it because of the power of the sword. If your name slightly clashes with the peach blossom color of your Taoist temple, it is difficult to bring great auspiciousness. The fairy sword is too white, and it is a perfect match for you. Pindao should just marry his daughter, marry Haoran far away, and get a son-in-law by the way, no loss at all. From this, it can be seen that Pindao's actions really only make big and small profits...

There are only three people who can make Bai Ye feel indebted but not care too much, Sun Huaizhong, the ancestor of the Dao Sect Sword Immortal lineage. Jun Qian, a close friend who visited immortals together. Master Literary Saint.

The great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain. The literary world is meticulous and the swordsman Liu Cha. Bai Ying, Yang Zhi, Fei Fei. Yuan Shou, Yao Jia, Huang Luan, the master of Hehua Temple. Niu Dao, Qie Yun, Long Jun, Wuyue.

There used to be those fourteen thrones in the wild world. That is now a thing of the past.

At the final stage of the Sword Qi Great Wall battlefield, the master of Lotus Temple who had lost half of the moon was already killed by Dong Sangen. Not only that, he also killed the big demon and Mingyue together.

It is said that the great demon Huang Luan, who had refined countless immortal caves and pavilions, was also killed by A Liang in cooperation with the Sword Immortal Yao Chongdao. As a result, he fell so hard that he had to change his skin and was reduced to the Nascent Soul realm. Life is worse than death.

As for the great throne demon who was the first to fall in the world in Fuyao Continent earlier, his pseudonym was Yao Jia. In the words of an old scholar, he liked to show off his wealth when he was rich. This kind of thing was the worst thing to see.

It was an existence that killed countless landscape gods in Fuyao Continent to make up for the loss of its path on the Sword Qi Great Wall. Bai Ye handed out three swords one after another, and finally killed it at the ruins of Daoxuan Mountain. The first sword is used to send guests away from Fuyao Island to avoid hurting innocent people. The second sword and Yao Jia swim together in the sea to repay the gift to the wild world. The third sword Bai is also the most devoted, it can be regarded as a closer tribute to those sword spirits. The swordsman who died heroically on the Great Wall.

In fact, Bai Ye should have handed out one or two more swords to really kill Yao Jia.

It was just that someone took action at that time and suppressed the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain's magical power to change the world.

Otherwise, Bai wouldn't mind traveling far away with his sword, just in time to see the remaining half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi that still belongs to the vast world.

Bai Ye was currently hovering in the middle of the sea of ​​clouds over Yizhou.

The sea of ​​clouds under your feet is the destiny of Bai Ying, the great withered demon. It is filled with the fierce resentment of the evil spirits. There are countless white bones, skulls and arms trying to rush towards Bai Ye, but Bai Ye doesn't need to use his sword. The anger was completely driven away.

Bai Ying no longer sat on the withered bone throne, but stood up. Next to him stood a powerful sword attendant with the appearance of the Dragon Lord Formation Master in the past.

On top of the corpse of an ancient god floating in the air, the Great Demon Wuyue stood on top of the corpse, reaching out to hold a spear that penetrated the head. There was a loud thunder and lightning, and the colorful thunder and lightning lingered around the spear and the entire arm of the Great Demon Wuyue. The sound resounded over a continent, making the five mountains reappear in the world like the supreme god of the thunder tribe.

There was a giant with three heads and six arms, sitting on a futon covered with golden books. The sword mark on his chest had passed through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but only half of it had been erased, and half of it had been intentionally left.

He would wait until he personally destroyed the Ascension City of the Fifth World before he could completely erase the sword marks.

The big demon wearing an imperial crown looked up, wearing a black dragon robe, with the head of a human and the body of a dragon. Around the huge body, floating apsaras holding pipa in their arms, happened to be caught by the old friend Yuan Shu who came across the continent in an instant. Use it to catch and chew soybeans with wine to heal wounds. I hit two sticks on the battlefield of Old Dragon City and received a lot of blows from Beiju Luzhou's sword cultivator Feijian. I couldn't talk about how to damage the foundation of the avenue. After all, the injury was serious, and the great demon's real body is so tough. Once injured, he would not be afraid of facing an ordinary Ascension Realm opponent who is not a sword cultivator. But now facing Bai Ye, Yuan Shou has always been rude to Yang Zhi. Zhi Zhi doesn't mind this loss, both sides must return to their peak combat strength.

Yuan Shou is still hovering with his sword, carrying a long stick on his shoulder, and in his hand is a string of beads refined from many mountains. Now there are many more beads in his hand, which are from some of the big mountains in Tongye Continent.

The odds of winning are actually out of the question. In a situation of guaranteed victory, whether it is Liu Cha from his own camp or A Liang who returns to the Great Wall of Sword Qi from the Outer World, he will end up with the same fate as Bai Ye when he changes positions. The only thing that Yang Zhi and Yuan Shou, or all the great demons, cared about was whether one of the six of them died, and which one died was crucial. Bai Ye's last sword strike in this life will inevitably bring someone to the funeral. Even if he can't kill anyone and ends up as Huang Luan, it doesn't mean he is dead.

A burly monster wearing a golden armor, looks like a human being, but is hundreds of feet tall. The ancient golden armor on his body is not only a cage, but also a shelter. The golden armor tends to be broken, and the strips are thick The golden light is like water, like the flowing water of a stream slanting out of a stone stream. His alias is "Niu Dao", which can be described as extremely vulgar. He and the other throne monsters stared at Haoran Tianxia, ​​each taking what he needed, which was different. His real target of revenge was still in Qingming Tianxia, ​​not even in Baiyu Tianxia. Jing, but a "young and old guy" who likes to stay in the Lotus Cave and watch Taoism!

The only big monster who still doesn't like the real body to appear in this world is Qie Yun with an unusually handsome face and a sword gourd around his waist.

So it looks extraordinarily small, roughly the same body shape as the scholar Bai Ye.

Bai Ying, Wuyue, Yang Zhi, Yuan Shou, Niu Dao, Qie Yun.

They come from different locations on different battlefields, and finally they are together in Fuyao Island in an instant.

The six big monsters who besieged and killed Bai Ye turned out to be well-deserved throne monsters.

The owner of the lotus nunnery, Huang Luan, Yao Jia, and the three big demons have all become old Huangli. It's just that now there is another Xiao Yun with a high throne position, and two less convincing Ascension Realm are added. In the end, the two new throne monsters and the previous throne were actually ignored, just making up for it. For example, Zhou Mi didn't let them show up in this siege where there was no one before, and perhaps no one to come after.

Bai Ye smiled and said, "Less than half of the new Fourteen Thrones come to Fuyao Continent. Do you look down on me, Bai Ye?"

Na Qieyun twisted a strand of hair from his temples, and said with a smile: "This is something that only the most holy teachers can say."

Bai Ye shook his head and said, "There are some words that even the most holy teacher may not be able to say."

The implication is that there are naturally some words, and I am really the only one in the world who can say them.

The six-headed monster didn't speak. Probably nothing to say.

Bai Ye stretched out his hand and lightly grasped the hilt of the sword, wondering: "What are you doing in a daze, just come and kill Bai. Don't dare to kill anyone? Then I'm going to kill a demon."

A sword was unsheathed.

The fairy sword is too white, and the sword light is too white.

Suddenly there is only light in the world.

The first mountain and river restriction on the sky of Fuyao Continent belonged to the wild world, and it completely collapsed. There was a torrential rain, and the colored glaze was all Bai Ye's sword energy, and the sword array smashed towards the sea of ​​clouds and the six-headed monster.

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At the northern ferry of Tongyezhou, four students from the Wenhai lineage in the wild world took a walk together.

Zhou Mi is in a good mood, it is rare to talk about some old things with the three direct disciples.

"Jia Sheng, a frustrated man in the vast world, after leaving Shenzhou of Middle Earth, wants to become Wenhai Zhoumi in the wild world, of course he will go through the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

"At that time, the scholar who advertised himself as bringing peace to the eternal life of the human race did not give up on his hometown, so he found Chen Qingdu, the boss sword fairy who had nothing to do all day anyway."

Speaking of this, Zhou Mi smiled knowingly, "It can be regarded as a false edict. At that time, he claimed to have obtained the tacit understanding of a deputy leader of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple and the academy to offer wine. The Qi practitioners of the Grand Virtue World, together they headed towards Tuoyue Mountain in the Wild World, opened up territory for the Grand Virtue World, and created a feat that has never been seen in thousands of years. Then the sword cultivator's status as a prisoner for thousands of years has thus become the real old Huangli, Confucian Temple. I am willing to take out a piece of extremely blessed land and let the sword cultivator decide. From now on, the two sides will not interfere with each other.

A young blind man full of bookishness said, "The Confucian Temple should pay in this way for emotion, reason and general trend. No, they will all pay like this."

In the past, Jia Shenzhang clogs, now Zhou Mi's closed disciple, Zhou Qinggao.

Mr. said that the world has changed, and many good words will turn into bad words, just like giving the name "Qing Gao", what a good intention, what about the world today? Then, as the closed disciple of Wenhai Zhoumi, you should first strive to turn this word into a good word in one's heart.

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Of course I need to assure Chen Qingdu that Jianxiu can survive half of the battle, at least! Otherwise, scholars including Jia Sheng will be the easiest to regret and go back on their word."

Zhou Qinggao asked curiously: "What did the boss sword fairy say?"

"Chen Qing likes to walk on the top of the city with his hands behind his back. I walked with him for a few miles. Chen Qing smiled and said that this kind of thing has nothing to do with me. As long as you can convince the Zhongtu Confucian Temple and For the few sword immortals other than me, there is no problem on my side."

"I am the former criminal officer in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall. I have been there for more than a hundred years. Of course I used an alias. Chen Qingdu also helped me cover up my real identity. Can't you guess?"

Zhou Mi smiled, for some reason, although Chen Qingdu was surprisingly easy to talk to at that time, it seemed that from the very beginning, he didn't think he could accomplish anything.

Sword Immortal Shouchen said with a smile: "I really can't guess no matter what."

Liu Bai suddenly asked: "Sir, why is Bai willing to guard Fuyao Island alone with his sword?"

Sir just laughed. But he didn't explain anything to this direct disciple.

Zhou Qinggao had no choice but to help his husband and senior sister patiently explain: "Senior sister thinks death is for nothing?"

Zhou Qinggao shook his head to himself, and said slowly: "Yes and no. Right and wrong. When Zhou Shenzhi was in the Shenzhou of Zhongtu, he was the old god in the eyes of almost all Qi practitioners on the mountain, especially the native sword cultivators. One of the ten people in Shenzhou, even if the ranking is not high, only ninth, he is still regarded as invincible from the bottom of his heart."

"As a result, after we were given a throne and the big monster was killed alive, many people in the Shenzhou of Middle-earth began to fight for the 'old abacus' who was the bottom of the ten people. Many people even thought that Zhou Shenzhi was an old man who didn't deserve his name. Trash, what is the sword fairy? Maybe Zhou Shenzhi might not be able to engrave letters to become famous after going to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in that barbaric land. Once Zhou Shenzhi dies, and Wanyan Laojing rebelled, if it were you, you would already be in the Ascension Realm. Do you want to go into the muddy water?"

"Isn't Bai even better at swordsmanship than Zhou Shenzhi? Slash that throne with three swords to avenge Zhou Shenzhi? Then what will happen if Bai also dies? But the problem is that Bai will not go to Fuyaozhou. Who can go, who dares to go?" ? Whether it is Fuyao Continent or Tongye Continent, is it the decisive place that determines the ownership of the world?"

Liu Bai is actually not dull, otherwise he would not have become Cage's right-hand man in the planning when he applied for the account in Najia. He nodded and said: "In the end, it depends on the battle situation in Shenzhou of Central Earth. As long as Haoran Tianxia can hold it, it will be If we remain invincible, we will be very troublesome, quite troublesome. Many accumulated first-mover advantages will gradually become large and small hidden dangers, which will surface one by one."

The minister suddenly said: "Bai Ye should accept it as soon as he sees it, and just return to the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth. He has opened up a brand new world, and he has done a lot of merit. It is enough to have a clear conscience. It's time for someone else to appear on the stage." .”

Zhou Qinggao shook his head and said: "If Bai also thinks like this, and such a person, then Haoran Tianxia is really easy to fight."

Liu Bai admired this closed disciple who was just named by the master, and now he is her little junior.

When I applied for an account in Jia, in fact, Liu Bai was enough to admire the strategizing of the military account leader Clogs.

Now that he is from the same sect, Liu Bai is even more ashamed of himself.

On the husband's side, Zhou Qinggao was never timid, as if he was never afraid of saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing.

Talking to the senior brother, Shuchen, is not at all inferior, and it is definitely not deliberately in terms of words, the junior brother must win the senior brother.

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "You guys are still thinking too much."

"Don't think that the Great Wall of Sword Qi has blocked us for many years, so you think that your own world is not very strong. Well, it's okay for you to think so. As for my hometown, sir, the mountain and half of this mighty world, everyone thinks so It’s even better, that’s great. Occasionally a few, such as embroidered tigers and whites, dare to be drunk while everyone is sober. More people are most afraid of this matter. It’s annoying to those idiots who talk about it. No matter how annoying it is, it will be annoying endlessly, so the temper of the gods on the mountain has never been small."

The Great Wall of Sword Qi is too difficult to take down, which is a bad thing, but actually a good thing.

After defeating the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is easy to attack Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent. Instead of falling, the morale on the battlefield will rise accordingly. Also, Nan Po Suo Continent will be broken sooner or later, and Jin Jia Continent will be smashed to pieces, as well as this Aquarius continent.

"If Zhou Shenzhi didn't want to die, he would have to die, otherwise it would hinder the situation in Fuyaozhou a little bit, and this guy is so determined to fight to the death, I'm actually ready to give him a chance to become famous, Didn't Bai Ye kill the Throne with three swords later? Bai Ye just didn't even have a chance to use his sword, because Zhou Shenzhi had severely injured the Throne Demon with a single sword earlier. It can be seen from this that the Sword Immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi Ah, sword cultivators, they are all made of paper like ants. Look at Zhou Shenzhi, who is only the ninth in the Shenzhou of Middle Earth. Isn't he only fourteen thrones in total? One. So this battle is actually very easy to fight. Those monster race beasts have poured out half of the power of the world in the true sense, so what, it is not worth mentioning at all."

"So it was just a fluke to win the land of two continents."

"What's more, it's just that the Chinese Temple of Confucianism is too cautious, and the Confucian sages are too fussy, and they are too unsage and irresponsible. It is ridiculous and disappointing, too sad and indignant."

Liu Bai was dumbfounded.

Zhou Mi shook his head lightly, looked towards the Divine Continent of Central Earth, and said with a smile: "The world of Haoran has not changed, it will always teach people to laugh their tears away."

"The strong don't ask right from wrong, don't distinguish between right and wrong, and at the same time must have no worries, as long as the strong is strong enough, sit securely at the top, speak, take action, even if silent, everything makes sense, and even the whole world will help him Make sense."

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Bai will die in vain too. When the time comes, Haoran Tianxia will only see the truth with his own eyes. The most proud Bai Ye in the world was beheaded by Liu Cha in the wild world. That's all. He was not a human before." People are not afraid at all, now you have to frighten your guts out."

From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, it is normal to fight fiercely, to die if you say you have to die, and to die if you have to. The Haoran world, which has enjoyed peace for thousands of years, is also worthy of comparison with the barbaric world?

In terms of massively mobilizing the power of the whole world, you scattered the vast world one after another, and everyone played with your mud in each house.

Zhou Mi laughed loudly, then straightened his clothes, shook his sleeves, and took the initiative to open the restraint of Tianyun, bowed to heaven and earth, and said loudly: "Master, my hometown has made that scholar Jia Sheng despair for too many years, now I, Wenhai Zhoumi, must also be allowed to disgust you."

Above a sea of ​​clouds in Aquarius Continent.

Xu Ruo asked, "Is this Jia Sheng?"

Cui Chan said: "Pretend to hide the backhand."

Zhou Mi turned his head to look at Aquarius Continent, "The only one who knows me is the embroidered tiger."

Zhou Qinggao only asked one crucial question: "Confucian Temple?"

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "Why is it so important? My hometown is not a reasonable place."

He is careful and reasonable, so he has spoken for the Confucian Temple a long time ago, and he has long explained why the Chinese Confucian Temple is so imprisoned and restrained.

Jia Sheng's twelve policies for peace back then! Which strategy is not to avoid today's incident in the Confucian Temple? ! Which one is not the fundamental reason for the current corruption? A Haoran world in which even gentlemen and wise men cannot be the masters of the temple and kings behind the scenes, and in which even emperors and kings are all disciples of Confucianism, should suffer today. It's your Confucian Temple's own trouble. When the time comes when people need to die on the battlefield, saints, gentlemen and wise men, what can you use to reason? Carrying a few sage books, go and talk to those who are about to die about the sages’ principles in those books?

At that time, the world did not listen, and the Twelve Policies for Peace that I painstakingly wrote were shelved in a high cabinet.

So now, listen more, think more, and think carefully.

It's a pity that there is only one Cui Chan. It's a pity that if you lose an embroidered tiger, not only will you die, but you will also be remembered in the history books for thousands of years, even...even if the world wins this war, it will still be like this, it is destined to be like this.

Your Confucian Temple has given the world too many paths to take and given the world too much freedom, but it will only make people feel that everyone is not free, which is far from enough.

very good!

If you want that pure and unfettered freedom, Tuoyue Mountain will give it to you.

Respecting the strong is the only truth. This is what I have always said most in the wild world, but it is not my careful words.

Zhou Mi quickened his pace a little, and the three students decided to let their husband walk alone on the beach.

Shou Chen stopped and looked to the north at the battlefield at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent. Fei Fei had already sent the plague gods and the two passers-by to Old Dragon City, and it seemed to be working well.

Zhou Qinggao and Liu Bai turned around and walked slowly. Zhou Qinggao was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Senior sister, do you know that you like that hidden official?"

Liu Bai was stunned, then laughed and cursed: "What?! Clogs, are you crazy?!"

Zhou Qinggao stopped and said with a smile: "Who is crazy? No one is crazy."

Liubai's face turned as white as snow, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible! Junior brother, please don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Qinggao continued to move, "Instead of worrying about the inner demon in the future being Lord Yin Guan, it is better to open up your heart and admit that you like something. First, Chen Ping'an will definitely die on the Great Sword Qi Wall, even if he takes 10,000 steps back, If Chen Pingan is not dead, the senior sister actually knows it well, and she is destined to be unable to take revenge on him personally in this life. Then the inner demon will always be on the road of cultivating the mind, waiting to be revealed. The more you deceive yourself and others, the more opportunities the inner demon will have to take advantage of. Second, you must not only like it, but also become your true favorite. Then Liu Bai only needs to have one thought in his heart. He will definitely ask Jian Feisheng in person in the future, so that the culprit who killed Chen Pingan can let Ning Yao know. The thing is, Chen Pingan likes Ning Yao more than he likes Liu Bai."

Sweat dripped down his face, but he never moved to keep up with the junior brother.

Shou Chen and Zhou Mi laughed in their hearts and said, "Sir, you have gained a good disciple."

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "It's normal for senior brother to be inferior to junior brother, just don't come too early."

"Zhou Qinggao is not the same as you senior brothers and sisters. He sincerely admires the Great Wall of Sword Qi and is fascinated by the young hidden official. Therefore, his inner negation of Haoran Tianxia is heavier than all of you. At the same time, he At the same time, he has a greater chance to become Chen Ping'an in the wild world. He must first be like him before he can surpass him. As for that Fei Ran, he finally had his own path to follow early on. He took the pseudonym Chen Yin and landed in Tongyezhou. After all, it’s boring to have nothing to do, not to mention Feiran doesn’t need to be someone else.”

"Mr. is in a good mood today, so I will tell you a few words in advance. There are some young people in my heart that I am very optimistic about. In addition to you and Zhou Qinggao, Feiran, there are also Yusi, Tan, Daukou and so on. There are about a dozen of them, no. To the twenty young people, I look forward to your great achievements. I believe you sir, it won’t be low.”

"I'm going to find Xianyue and take her to see the sycamore tree and the demon-suppressing tower. Sir, Shou Chen, please help me and your junior brother to keep an eye on the old Dragon City battlefield."

The minister took the order.

The gentleman is thoughtful, considerate and thorough in his conduct.

Junior brother is noble, the water is clear and the mountains are high, and he conducts himself well in the world.

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The old scholar staggered and sat on the canopy of Nan Posu Island, not far away from an accompanying sage from the lineage of rites and saints.

One doesn't want to speak for the moment, and the other is waiting to speak. Anyway, the old scholar around him will definitely speak, and there is no way to stop him.

"You sages have been lonely since ancient times, and you have worked hard."

Sure enough, the old scholar coughed hard for a few times. He couldn't spit out a few mouthfuls of real blood, so he just used it to moisten his throat. He first said how hard it was for others, and then complained to the saint: "I It’s not easy either. Let’s forget about the Confucian Temple’s merit list. It’s not short of two strokes, but you have to credit me with an extra credit first. In the future, when there is a quarrel in the Confucian Temple, you have to stand on my side and say some fair words.”

The sage who accompanies the Confucian Temple nodded and said: "If you have something to say, let's discuss the matter. What I should say is not a single word short of Literary Sage. What I shouldn't say, Literary Sage will be in vain even if he wallows here."

The old scholar sat cross-legged, beat his chest and said aggrievedly: "I am not as generous as your husband in doing things. No wonder there is no prefix in front of the word holy. Look at me, you can learn from me..."

The sage said bluntly: "If you don't read too much, you won't learn."

The lineage of ceremonial saints in the Confucian Temple and the lineage of literary saints whose incense has faded have always been closest. Otherwise, the Liji Academy held a grand ceremony and would not have hoped that Mao Xiaodong, who was not a direct descendant of the Literary Sage lineage but was named, could stay in his own academy and concentrate on his studies.

And the war supervisor of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the gentleman Wang Zai from the Liji Academy, would not take the initiative to say those few malicious words with hidden good intentions for Chen Pingan, who was not a hidden official at the time, and finally took the initiative to talk to Chen Pingan. Chen Ping'an asked for a seal with the seal script of "the day is full of sunshine, the moon is full of night".

The old scholar sighed, he is really boring, if he is not too lazy to go far, he would have changed to a more interesting and interesting chat.

In the Confucian Temple of Zhongtu, there are a total of seventy-two accompanying saints. Among them, those who are responsible for sitting in the sky of Jiuzhou, "keep sitting on the wax" year after year, need to patrol the brightest human lights in the mountains and rivers of Yizhou day and night, and suppress all Ascension Realm The actions of the great monks forbade them to leave Yizhou mountains and rivers without permission, and also supervised the whereabouts of the immortals and abused magical powers, so as not to harm the common people in the world. For example, there were three in Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent back then, and Aquarius Continent had only two because it was the smallest place. As for Nan Po Suo Continent, since it was closest to Daoxuan Mountain and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were as many as four.

Among them, there used to be one in Fuyaozhou, whose temper was more congenial with the old scholar, and was relatively talkative, so he laughed with the old scholar in private, saying that he saw the lamps of praying and making wishes in the world, one by one, gradually rising, farther and farther away from himself. As we get closer, I really feel that the beauty of the world is so far that it is considered the ultimate.

It is precisely because of the words of the sages that the old scholar has the humorous evaluation of "sitting on wax". Being able to speak bad things as if they were really good things is a unique skill of an old scholar.

As for being able to say good things so that there is something wrong everywhere...Fuck your mother, my old scholar is a scholar with a reputation! Who will speak ill? !

The old scholar asked: "Is there any wine? There is always enough wine in the world. You can borrow two pots from a wealthy family at random, and the two of us will take one. Remember not to pick the fairy wine from the fairy mansion on the mountain, I am not The kind of fussy person."

The saint shook his head.

The old scholar clapped his fists, "Then I'll find Chen Chun'an for a drink later, and I don't need to borrow it. Oh, look at this whole thing, it seems that scholars of the sage line are not as good as the scholars of the sub-sage line." You’re so angry. Blame me, blame me, I can’t absolve myself of the blame, that is, there is no wine here, otherwise I will definitely have to punish myself with three drinks first.”

The sage said: "The sage Wen said yes."

The old scholar immediately laughed and said: "Standing upright, you are full of arrogance in your heart. No wonder you can be a saint on top of Chen Chun'an. The other sages who accompany you are not as powerful as you. The only fly in the ointment is that you have searched for some small things. point."

The sage said: "If I remember correctly, someone almost put the registered disciple in a sack and threw it in the Book of Rites Academy, and before doing this, he also advised the disciple that if one day he really became a priest of the lineage of Li Sheng Sage, must you go to Nan Po Suozhou to sit in the sky in the future? Do you want to help your husband vent his anger?"

The old scholar waved his hands vigorously and denied it: "Impossible, impossible, Mao Xiaodong respects his teacher the most, and will never betray his husband."

I don't know whether to deny it or admit it.

The sage said: "Mao Xiaodong drank too much at the sacrificial wine, and he said it as a matter of his husband's demeanor."

The old scholar nodded his beard and praised: "It makes sense. It makes sense. It's very powerful."

The saint suddenly looked at the distance beyond the mountains and rivers of Yizhou, and asked: "Sage Wen, can we win? Can we reduce the number of deaths?"

The old scholar thought for a while and replied: "Since you can't do more, you should just think about the good."

There are also some sages in the Confucian Temple, at the cost of spending a lot of time, looking for broken secrets in the long river of time, and then shelving them on the territory of Haoran Tianxia, ​​or waiting for someone who is destined, or emerging as the times require, they will eventually become the latest one in Haoran Tianxia Dongtian or blessed place. The Confucian Temple itself has never been occupied. There was once a vice-principal who said with a smile, to compete for the interests of the world, what do sages need to do?

For thousands of years, the biggest achievement is, of course, the fact that the fifth world has come to light. The two major credits of finding the trace and stabilizing the road are due to the fact that he had the most quarrels with the old scholar and the most let the old scholar in the third and fourth disputes in the past. An embarrassing accompanying saint, waited until the old scholar showed up with Bai Ye, and the other party was relieved, and passed away suddenly, and the old scholar was just a smile.

The rest of the accompanying saints, some are all, some are half, so weird, so resolute, went to a distant land where they never return, and have been with that holy saint for hundreds of thousands of years.

Therefore, the old scholar who has always cared for the youngest disciple the most, but on this matter of traveling far away, he never said a word for the current closed disciple.

It was only in the fifth world that year, when I met the daughter-in-law that the disciples of the closed door had gone through all kinds of hardships to find, that very good little girl Ning Yao, an old scholar, that was when I suddenly felt sad. He almost burst into tears in front of his good friend Bai Ye, in front of a junior. It is true that such sufferings are hard to say. It's not that it's so difficult for a closed disciple of his own family to be alone.

The sage seldom took the initiative to speak, and he smiled a little. He told an old story with the old scholar. In fact, compared with their existence, the years are not far away, but thinking of it now, it seems to be a distant thing: " My good friend, who passed by this place in the past, scolded Wen Sheng a lot of nasty things before returning to Tongye Continent."

The old scholar scratched his head, then folded his hands on his chest, sneered and said: "Call him casually, and you will lose a lot of meat. If I am more serious, I will be considered a sage, and I have read tens of thousands of catties of sage books for nothing!"

The saint laughed again: "The last sentence of my old friend is to say, 'The cold pork head meat in the Confucian Temple is delicious. Anyway, the old scholar can't eat it. This guy has the cheek to go to the Confucian Temple one day, and he can steal a few pieces from him. eat'."

The old scholar slapped his knees with a slap, "Eat as much as you want, who is afraid of whom? Can a scholar steal cold pork head meat, can it be called stealing?!"

In the past, it was rare for the old scholar to put on a straight face, and he taught a young disciple who never needed a husband to worry about learning. The old scholar said to a young man that there would be long-term things in the future, "Xiao Qi! Today, my husband and I are on fire with you for the first time. Ah, listen carefully, sir, speak louder, don’t cry... Well, well, the truth is that the voice is not loud... Cold pork head meat, is it so easy to eat, is it so delicious?! Yes Eating is the best thing, if you can’t eat it, don’t eat it! Don’t become a sage just to eat pig’s head meat! How can it be bad to be a gentleman, to be the head of the academy, why don’t you have low ambitions?”

The saying of eating cold pork head meat was not created by the old scholar, but it was really carried forward by the old scholar, which made many sages occasionally laugh at themselves and are willing to take the initiative to mention this phrase.

Is it so easy to be a saint?

The old scholar once said that in the Confucian orthodoxy, a gentleman is easy to die, but a saint is hard to die. The old scholar only spoke half of what he said. Is it easy for a saint to die?

Why is it that the Confucian sages who sit in the sky and the dignified Confucian sages who accompany the Confucian Temple are considered scholars who are all knowledgeable in the world, and even the gentlemen and sages can display Confucian supernatural powers,

For example, those seventy-two academies, gentlemen and sages in Fuyaozhou and Tongyezhou, those scholars who no longer have the opportunity to turn a page of sage books, they were able to kill the enemy before they died.

Then why, in the face of the massive invasion of the wild world, the Confucian sages who sit in the sky can only integrate their luck into the world?

This is the best thing those poor sages can do. Does that old thief Wanyan Laojing know? Of course you know, do you care? I don't care at all.

Those who slander or scold the Zhongtu Confucian Temple for its ineffectiveness and inaction, do you know what will happen to the gentlemen, sages, mountain chiefs, and Confucian scholars of Sanzhou Academy? know, do you care? Not necessarily. It is not only asking people to be heroes, but also talking about winners and losers.

Just like the "old friend" mentioned by the sage around him, he was the sage who accompanied Du Mao to the old dragon city in Tongyezhou back then. The old scholar scolded and scolded him. beated.

So what, there is no cold pork head meat to eat in the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, and relying on the previous years of sitting in the sky, he still devotes himself to improving his own knowledge, so he has to eat the Confucian Temple incense again, and he wants to return to Tongyezhou , Begging to die, that guy still has to catch up early.

And that guy's real body, who followed Li Sheng to protect Haoran's world, and fought with the remnants of those ancient gods, has long been shattered and dissipated.

Does the old scholar give a thumbs up to this? I have to.

In the world of Qingming, a Baiyujing was built to suppress the alien demons. The lotus world, the western Buddhist kingdom, has suppressed countless of the most stubborn ghosts and vicious ghosts.

Haoran Tianxia seems to be responsible for targeting the monster clan in the wild world. Which goes far beyond that.

As the most important enclave in Haoran World, the Great Wall of Sword Qi has tens of thousands of sword cultivators. For thousands of years, it has guarded a place to contain the demon clan in the wild world. The Great Wall of Sword Qi has stood for thousands of years, so the Temple of Confucianism will be safe for thousands of years? Just sit back and watch the show? Why does the saint of ritual, the second god of the Confucian Temple, almost never show up in the Confucian Temple? Even the third and fourth disputes were silent? Even if there are thousands of reasons, the biggest one is that there were too many foreign troubles back then, and the distant worries were never far away.

All the accompanying sages who sit in the sky of Jiuzhou are all outside the sky! Follow Li Sheng to fight against the remnants of those ancient gods! Only Yinshen remained in his hometown, half-dead, and he wanted to sit in Yizhou Tianmu to be a pitiful god of shit!

Otherwise, the ancient gods who have pierced through the sky to be guests of Haoran Tianxia have been in a daze for thousands of years, obediently be the door gods for us Haoran Tianxia? !

The old scholar said: "Just like what you said just now, you have to talk about what you have to say, and discuss the matter as it stands. Your friend has really benefited the world by relying on moral articles. That’s what my disciples still say.”

The sage nodded and said, "Sage Wen's theory suits my heart best."

In fact, apart from the principles of sages and sages, the most memorable words of the old scholar are very old scholar, not very sage.

The ones I don't deal with are bad guys with rotten stomachs? Those who have a dispute with me are the enemies who have nothing to redeem? Scholars with a different context from mine, are they reading blindly from heresy?

How the hell am I? !

At that time, the old scholar was in the Confucian Temple, and he spoke with a loud voice. It seemed that he was talking about himself first, but in fact he was talking about everyone else.

The old scholar turned his head and asked sincerely: "Since you admire my knowledge so much, and admire my personality, why don't you be my disciple?"

The saint said indifferently: "I am several hundred years older than Wen Shengxu, not to mention how good our knowledge of Li Sheng is, I believe Wen Sheng knows it well."

The old scholar rubbed his hands and said: "You, you are still thin-skinned. I have a very good relationship with your master Li Sheng. If you change the door, it will be fine. I can't say I have to praise you for your good vision. Even if Li Sheng doesn't praise you, At that time, I will also praise you from Li Sheng, you really have accepted a good student who has no opinion of the sect."

The saint said nothing.

The old Xiucai is famous for climbing up the poles. If there is no pole, he has to chop bamboo and firewood to make one.

Even if he is facing Li Sheng, or even the most holy teacher.

Even if it is facing the peasants in the countryside, or even the children in the school.

The old scholar coughed slightly.

In the remote and secluded place in the mountains and rivers of the two continents, those people who have not been completely stripped of their awe-inspiring luck will immediately have that vision, or the clouds will roll and the clouds will relax, or the water will rise and fall.

As for Nan Po Suo Continent, there is a sage next to the old scholar who sits in the mountains and rivers and luck, and there will be no ripples until there are a few ripples.

The old scholar smiled and said, "I'm tired. I'm not a good guest."

The sage shook his head and said, "Anyway, I don't have any wine to entertain Sage Wen."

The old scholar asked, "Isn't it driving people away?"

The sage nodded and said with a smile, "Sage Wen said yes."

The old scholar said with emotion: "I can only sit and wait to die, doesn't it feel good?"

The sage shook his head and said, "It's better than Wen Sheng. You don't have to suffer."

It is not only a helpless move for Confucian temples, but also an appropriate thing for human beings, because since ancient times, lonely sages have no real bodies, they are more pure and in line with the way of heaven.

The old scholar stood up, cursed and left. One staggered and quickly disappeared.

Anyway, today's qi trainers in Haoran Tianxia are all impassioned and filled with righteous indignation, and they often scold these saints for being good people who only give away their heads, not bad for his old scholar.

The sage sighed, and Xiao Xun drew out his sword and fought against the left and right. The old scholar needed more than a few sips of wine, and was replaced by an ordinary Ascension Realm monk, who had already swallowed mountains and rivers to make up for the fundamentals of the Dao.

The sage looked down, and there was another quarrel at the Chen Confucian Academy, who was the master of archways in the world.

Nowadays, in the official academies of the major dynasties in Shenzhou, and even the Confucian scholars in the seventy-two academies, there are many people who speak out righteously, as if they are willing to lose their status as Confucian scholars, and they also want to scold the sages for their inaction. It seems that he didn't come across half a book of war, but he let Tongye, Fuyao Continents and most of Jinjia Continent watch helplessly. How does Middle-earth Shenzhou need to build a battle line? I am so vast in China that I can't even defend the two small places of Tongyezhou and Fuyaozhou? As long as the sages of the Confucian Temple come out together, ten people from Middle Earth will be there to assist, ten people are not enough, plus ten candidates, and there are mighty jadeites and immortals to help out, those beasts in the wild world, why are the fourteen thrones not thrones? Yes, all of them are easily smashed to pieces, and will be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

A young woman in a red padded jacket sat quietly at a gathering of Confucian scholars, listening in for a long time, regardless of whether what they said was right or wrong, she listened first before speaking.

It's just that after hearing too many conclusive words, she also wanted to ask a few questions. So I found a Confucian scholar in the academy and asked, "Are you going to invite the immortals from the Ascension Realm to come out of the mountain?"

"I have my own most holy teacher, Li Sheng and Ya Sheng go out."

"What if they are still unwilling to go out of the mountain? After all, people will die in a war. The Ascension Realm of Tongyezhou is dead. Cherish their lives and fear death. I think the monks on the mountain are the same as us. After all, going to the mountain to practice is to run to prove the Tao Long live."

"I don't even need to talk about the most holy teacher, I just talk about the rules of the saints, how dare I not listen? Who would dare not follow!"

"How dare you refuse to listen? How many Liwei were killed? Then the rest, reluctantly, went to the battlefield? In the end, as you said, they died generously one by one, and all died in a distant land? Aren’t the words of the Great Patriarch Tuoyueshan being circulated now, saying that our great cultivators in Haoran Tianxia are not free? Will they be really free at that time, for example, simply switch to the wild world? At that time, we must follow the Will it be very difficult to fight in the barbaric world and stop your own people from rebelling? The key is the human heart. The more high-ranking people and things are, the higher the height and the far-sightedness is, the same is true. The more you can see it from the bottom of the mountain, the more you can see the hearts of the people in the entire Middle-earth Divine Continent?"

"People's hearts? In a world of great turmoil, what is this kind of people's hearts?! Those who do big things don't care about small things! As long as a big victory is won, people's hearts on the mountain and down the mountain will be turned upside down."

"Of course you have to care about it, because from the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, to Wenhai Zhoumi, and then to the entire Jiazizhang, the Wild World has been scheming against people's hearts. The world only demolishes the Confucian Temple and the Academy, and everything else remains the same? The dynasty remains the same, the Immortal Family remains the same, and everything remains the same. Tuoyue Mountain will not monopolize the extra power that our Confucian Temple has relocated. Divide the continent equally with all the great sects of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the premise is that the old patriarchs of the upper five realms on the top of the fairy family mountain will not help each other and just watch from the sidelines. Killing monster races on the battlefield, the barbaric world will not be settled by Qiuhou. Look, isn't it all people's hearts?"

"What are you talking about with all this nonsense? How dare you talk about people's hearts on the mountain? Are you talking about the righteousness of a scholar? I heard that you are still a student of the cliff academy. You are really a person from a small place with short-sightedness. There is not much benevolence and morality."

"Aren't I talking about things with you?"

"Go, go, don't make any noise, a woman, what do you know?"

This Confucian scholar from China, who was studying in this academy, went to another place, and continued to speak loudly with his fellows, pointing out the country with high spirits.

If it was the embroidered tiger Cui Chan, it is estimated that all these people would be detained and sent directly to the northern battlefield of Jinjiazhou by several intercontinental ferries. It doesn't matter whether you really want to die, or you are just trying to gain fame, let's talk about it after you die.

Li Baoping, who traveled alone from the Confucian Confucian Chen Clan from Zhongtu Shenzhou, couldn't help but sighed, took off the wine gourd, and took a sip of the wine secretly.

Talking to people is tiring. Regardless of whether I am right or wrong, you should listen to what I have to say. It's not that if I say something right, you must be wrong.

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The old scholar went to the earth.

Accidentally caught a glimpse of the red dress, the old scholar was suddenly in a good mood, and planned to chat with Chen Chun'an first, and then go to meet the little treasure vase.

On a rocky cliff near the water, the Chun Ru who had changed from carrying the sun and the moon on his shoulders to a continent with the sun and the moon hanging in the sky did not turn his head, "Liu Cha went to Fuyao Island, and Xiao Xuan was still blocking the left and right on the road."

The old scholar lamented: "The little girl with two shofar braids looks cute, but she is so uncute when she does things."

Chen Chun'an asked with a smile: "You really don't bear any grudges against Xiao Xun's actions?"

The old scholar said: "You have to let the other person be a living person. As for other things, you should do what you want. If you make a mistake, you have to bear the mistake first, and then you can talk about correcting the mistake."

Chen Chun'an said: "Left and right are the most difficult."

The old scholar nodded and said: "The book is different from the book, and it's difficult for scholars."

Chen Chun'an snorted, and jokingly said for the first time: "This old scholar is going to scold you? If you want to scold, don't just scold the literary sage lineage, remember to bring along the scholars of the other lines."

The old scholar said: "The first few pages of the old almanac are the books I borrowed from the old man. Do you want to hear it? Let alone you, I may not even know your husband. You are another favorite Those who only read the books of sages and don’t listen to things outside the window, don’t like to inquire about those old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Our inferior sage is also cautious. Looking at his posture, he can’t wait to burn a stick of incense every time he turns a page. I'm tired, but I can see that I'm really tired."

As soon as Chen Chun'an raised his hand, an extra jug of wine appeared in his hand, and he handed it to the old scholar.

The old scholar shook the unusual jug, and the wine in it was even more miraculous. The old scholar frowned and threw it back to Chen Chun'an, "The landscape here is magnificent, you keep it for yourself, I don't lack a little bit of it .”

The old scholar said: "I'm weak at the moment, you can distract me a little and help cover it up. If something goes wrong and the secret is leaked, it's all your fault."

Chen Chun'an immediately helped to isolate the world.

As long as he is talking about business, the old scholar is never ambiguous.

The old scholar looked at the big water outside the stone cliff, and narrated some old Huangli and Chen Chun'an.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the human race climbed to the top and even reached the sky, shattering the heavens in one fell swoop, or killing, or expelling those superior beings, those who regarded the human race as the source of incense and wantonly manipulated the life and death of all human races. In fact, when that moment came, almost all races felt that they couldn't believe it, and they really won. From now on, the whole world seems to be in charge of the human race to bring peace to all generations.

The monster race that existed earlier than the human race has meritorious deeds. In fact, it still has deep grievances with the human race. In the end, it was still divided into a quarter of the world, which is the barren world of later generations. The mountains and rivers are vast and boundless, but the products are the most Barren, relatively thin spiritual energy, after that, the sword cultivator who made great achievements in the world, was exiled to the current Great Wall of Sword Qi after an earth-shattering civil strife, forged a high city, and three ancestors appeared one after another , and finally worked together to help build the Great Wall of Sword Qi into a large formation, which can ignore the timing of the wild world, separate one side, and stand firm.

Chen Chun'an asked: "Those ancient sword cultivators did not hesitate to break with all the camps back then. What happened? I only know that if the sword cultivators hadn't split first, it's hard to say what the world would be like today."

The old scholar sighed and said: "What else can I do? Sword cultivators are the sword cultivators with the most lethal power and beheaded the most gods in the world. Among them, a group of sword cultivators have unruly temperaments. The ruins of the Heavenly Court that are not to be touched should be sealed up, but the sword cultivator felt that of course they should occupy them, and they promised to kill all the remnants of the gods who fled far away, so there is no need for others to worry. The other group of sword cultivators led by Qingdu, Longjun and Guanzhao felt that this should not be the case. They could change to a larger terrestrial site and choose to recuperate. The result was the same, and they fought hard again, almost It also taught the world to turn upside down."

"Although Chen Qingdu's sword cultivator didn't make a move, but the founder of the military family, the founder of the sword, turned out to be in the same camp as the sword cultivator. It was close, really only close, and it was about to win."

Chen Chun'an asked again: "At that time, the human race was victorious, so don't worry about the remaining sword cultivators? Don't be afraid? Chen Qingdu and the sword cultivators, although they didn't draw their swords at that time, but so many seeds of hatred, sooner or later, they will become a mass of sword auras. Xiao’s towering tree. As long as Chen Qingdu, Guan Zhao and others repent one day, or the sword cultivator clashes with other human races again, they will definitely use their swords.”

"so."

The old scholar said helplessly: "So I became a prisoner. Isn't it pitiful? Of course it is extremely pitiful! But you have to know that in those days, the remaining sword cultivators might not even be worthy of that prisoner! Look at the sword cultivators of later generations in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Did our Confucian Temple have any restraints? At that time, the second patriarch of the military family who lost his wife directly said that these unruly guys are closest to the temperament of the gods. I feel that if I have made great contributions, I will occupy the ruins of the Heavenly Court. Very good, I am not a god, but I want to be a new god. For the rest, there are not a few people who change their minds and join the battlefield one after another. At worst, the two sides will fight for a few hundred years to see which side is killed first, and it will be easy, and the world will be truly peaceful in the next thousand years!"

Chen Chun'an knew something in his heart.

The old scholar waved his sleeve lightly, "Look at it. Some are what the old man said, and some are pictures I imagined, but the sum of the two is definitely not too far from the truth."

Chen Chun'an raised his eyes and looked around, and now, figures from ancient times and past years appeared on the bank of this big river.

On the bank of the river, each figure seems to be not far apart, and also seems to be far away from heaven and earth.

An old master stood by the water, and the deceased seemed to have realized something like a husband.

A dull-looking monk stood on the other side of the old master, looking towards the other side.

A young Taoist priest was sitting by the water, scooping up water to wash his face, and a green bull was lying beside him. Then the young Taoist raised his head, as if he was smiling with the old scholar and Chen Chun'an after ten thousand years.

A burly man with a sword in both hands and armor, frowned and said nothing, but murderous, looking at the young man with a sword closest to him.

This riverside meeting.

Only Jianxiu was present. His name is Chen Qingdu.

In addition, there were two ancestors of the demon clan who participated in the discussion, one of whom was the later owner of Tuoyue Mountain, the great ancestor of the wild world. The other one is Bai Ze.

Standing beside Bai Ze was a middle-aged man in blue shirt, who was Li Sheng.

Farther away, there are still several stalwart figures with boundless ancient meanings, but they are relatively blurred. Even Chen Chun'an can't see the real faces.

In the farthest distance, the place farthest from everyone, there is a tall figure who seems to be pulling up his hair.

The old scholar said: "The first sentence Chen Qingdu uttered at that time was so stubborn that he seemed to support the world with his spine, just one sentence! Chen Qingdu hit him as soon as he said."

It was as if beside the largest river of time in the world, the young man with the sword on his back really spoke like that.

The old scholar pointed again to the young man with the sword on his back, the burly man with the sword in both hands, held the sword in one hand, and rubbed his chin with the other, "Very good."

Further away, Bai Ze wanted to speak, but Li Sheng gently pulled his sleeves and shook his head to show that he was not in a hurry.

The tall figure in the furthest distance had a vague figure, but his voice was colder and clearer, "I'll help Chen Qingdu."

The monk on the other side shook his head.

The young Taoist priest sighed, "The real enemy of Dao, can't you see it?"

Even if he just looked at a picture scroll of time ten thousand years ago, even if he knew the final result, Chen Chun'an still felt heavy.

The old scholar chuckled, "Then it's our old man's turn to act, grand, grand, how grand, do you think my words from the bottom of my heart are really sycophants? No way!"

Chen Chun'an saw that old master, who is the most holy teacher in Haoran Tianxia, ​​waved his hand, then walked to the side of the young man with the sword, lightly pressed the hilt of the sword, and at the same time raised his head and smiled: "I'll take care of the sword repair, I'll take care of it." I swear, no matter how the sword repairer chooses in the future, no matter who the sword is against, I will bear all the karma and responsibility of Confucianism."

The monk on the opposite bank clasped his hands together, and the Taoist priest by the river nodded slightly.

Then the old master withdrew his gaze, smiled with the young man carrying the sword: "Chen Qingdu, believe me, I will always give Jianxiu an explanation in the future. I dare not say how good it is, but I promise it is not bad."

"Chen Qingdu, if you don't trust me, then don't worry about it. From now on, you can just use your sword as you please, and I will repair and protect the sword for Tianxiajian. Anyway, I am used to it early."

Chen Chun'an suddenly turned serious, and this mellow Confucian, with an increasingly solemn expression, bowed to the most holy teacher ten thousand years ago, and bowed from afar.

Bless me, Chen Chun'an, the true sage in my heart.

The tall figure in the farthest distance said calmly: "It's best to fight, if you can't fight, I will go to your territory in the future."

The old scholar put away the scroll of time.

There was a flood of water outside the cliff, and there was no longer a figure.

This is the fact and the truth.

Otherwise, who can define those sword cultivators who were the best at fighting back then as prisoners? ! Because it is everyone except the sword repairer! Not only the human race, but also the two ancestors of the monster race.

What's more, it's not something that sword cultivator completely takes advantage of.

The scabbard of a sword cultivator cannot control the sword, and the Taoist heart of a cultivator cannot control Taoism. In the future, no matter how many thousands of years have passed, the human race will only be a muddy pond!

In the past, the gods were high in the sky and regarded all the races on the earth as puppets. In the future, will the human races have nothing to worry about? And start cannibalism?

At that time, the two leaders who took the place of Yaozu to discuss matters actually had huge disagreements on the issue of Migrant Sword Cultivator, one agreed and the other did not.

But since it was divided into a piece of the wild world, it didn't say much. It's just that the co-owner of the wild world who approved of turning the sword repairman into a prisoner never thought that the place where the prisoner would be stationed would be between the wild world and the Haoran world.

After all, compared with Jianxiu, the human family, the grievances between the monster race and the human race are more complicated.

At that time, by the riverside, there were two great patriarchs of the demon clan discussing matters, one was the current owner of Tuoyue Mountain, and the other was Bai Ze who was suppressed in the Xiongzhen Building in name.

Why are there so many remnants of ancient gods, who have been silent for ten thousand years, and why they suddenly popped up. And they all came here for us? Isn't it to fight Bai Yujing, or to step on Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world? Because Haoran Tianxia accepted all the sword cultivators, the first two scholars took up the burden to preserve the incense for the world's sword cultivators! Otherwise, the great world and the barbaric world, the big deal is that the two worlds are isolated from each other, so there is no need to do anything extra. Is there a Great Wall of Sword Qi where people will die for thousands of years? Want to make Haoran Tianxia and Jianqi Great Wall hate each other?

No matter what, since Confucianism dares to say this truth, it will have to pay the price for it and endure thousands of years of attack from outside the sky!

All the accompanying sages sitting in the canopy stripped off the avenue by themselves, went out of the sky with their real bodies, and followed the sage to fight against that, leaving only the Yin gods in Haoran's hometown. Now, which one is not half-human, half-ghost? Isn't it the fate of Zhong Kui, the gentleman of Tongyezhou? Already.

The ancient remnants who can escape, except those who once held the highest positions, either completely dissipated from the golden body, or were forced to reincarnate as human beings,

For the rest, the number is not too much, but which one is easy to mess with?

Then Chen Qingdu, why is he willing to go to Tuoyue Mountain with his sword? It’s for repaying favors. Why is he willing to defend the city for ten thousand years? !

Otherwise, Chen Qingdu, in your eyes, is he just a waste, a big waste?

Back then, when discussing by the riverside, they dared to draw their swords but never did, and dared to die but never died. All the remaining sword cultivators still did not draw their swords. The world has never been ruined again because of this. In the end, the Great Wall of Sword Qi was hacked into two pieces, and still a single sword could not come out. The boss Sword Immortal, is not even as good as the teenage Sword Cultivator of the Lower Five Realms?

The old scholar sat on the rocky cliff, glanced at the sky, and then said softly: "I once asked the old man why the sage did what he did and made such a great sacrifice, but he didn't say anything. It seems to be deliberately concealed. Only those gentlemen who are candidates for saints and sages can know some inside information, so that they can make their own choices early on, whether to treat that person as a ghost or not. I was really anxious at the time, so I asked Old man, let's talk to the world about how hard it is for us to be in charge of our family. It's hard to tell the truth. You can listen to it or not, and you can't remember it. Let's try it anyway. The worst thing is that it can make the white-eyed wolf feel in his heart Most of them are white-eyed wolves."

"You know how the old man answered me. The old man stretched out three fingers, not three sentences, but only three words."

"Why?"

Chen Chun'an asked doubtfully, "How do you explain these three words of the most holy teacher?"

Is it the most holy teacher who is blaming and demanding all the sages, or is it the way of the world for thousands of years... It is inevitable that there will be a little disappointment? Or something else?

The old scholar said with great regret: "You know that I have always been good at observing words and deeds, but at that time the old man was expressionless and didn't have any clues, so I couldn't guess the answer."

Chen Chun'an said: "The sages are willing to give the world as much freedom as possible. This is actually what Jia Sheng hates the most. He wants to separate the heaven and the earth again. The most outstanding cultivators are in the sky, and everything else is in the earth. Compared with the past, the vastness of the world, The strong get the greatest freedom, and the weak have no freedom. The strong in Jia Sheng’s eyes has nothing to do with the heart.”

The old scholar stood on tiptoe and patted Chen Chun'an on the shoulder, "It's not easy for you. If someone pokes your spine, you will almost catch up with my demeanor back then. It's fine. Let's talk together."

The monks of Central Earth God Continent who are inextricably linked with Tongye Continent, Fuyao Continent and Jinjia Continent, the powerful families of the major dynasties, and the numerous mountain peaks of immortal families all stared at the battlefield of Nan Po Suo Continent. The trend, in the final analysis, is to look at Chen Chun'an alone. Those who are reasonable are holding back in their stomachs, more have already started pointing, and some, they simply speak publicly.

The old scholar said softly: "Death, death, why don't you come to Nanpo Suozhou to die, why don't you go to Jinjiazhou to die, why didn't the scholars not die in Jianqi Great Wall earlier, why don't they die in Tongyezhou now, why don't they die in Fuyaozhou. Why don’t the ten people in the continent die, why don’t the ten people in Haoran Tianxia die, why don’t the Confucian Confucian Temple vice-principal’s palace offer wine, why don’t the saints die. Plus you, Chen Chun’an, why don’t you die outside Nan Po Sao Island.”

The old scholar said helplessly: "Many sages have died already."

The more he talked, the more angry he became, "you damned give Chen Chun'an a chance to die well. They are a hundred times worse than Ah Liang!"

"When the mountains and rivers of Nan Po Suozhou are destroyed, oh, shut up, even less shut up, let's talk more, first call Chen Chun'an a waste, refuse to die early, just live in vain, and still have a bit of heroism after death, then Calling Chen Chun'an a sinner who has a great career in the world, he deserves to die, he deserves to die, otherwise he will be ashamed of the sub-sage lineage and the Zhongtu Confucian Temple."

Chen Chun'an seemed to have expected this, and he was not disappointed. He just smiled and said, "Our sub-sage lineage has the most sages in the Confucian Temple."

There are several lines of Confucianism and orthodoxy in the world, and it is indeed the line of the sub-sage, which is the most popular.

The old scholar hummed, "That's why you die more, and the burden is heavier, so I don't care about some things with you."

Old scholars are only a little bit good, and they recognize what is good, whether it is a good reason, or a good person, good deed, and good heart, they all recognize it. Right and wrong are counted separately.

The people who can't stand the slightest grievance in the world are those scholars who "only choose good things to read, only good things to listen to, and only good things to learn".

Whether it is Jia Sheng in Haoran Tianxia or Zhou Mi in Wild Desolate Tianxia, ​​there is one thing that is true, the Confucian Confucian Temple is indeed controlled too little, and it is used to it.

Nowadays, there are many Confucian scholars in the Yasheng lineage, who are relatively high-spirited and honest, and they will scold them when they make mistakes. Even Chen Chun'an, the mainstay of his own culture and the mellow scholar who shoulders the sun and the moon, dares to scold and is willing to scold.

Chen Chun'an didn't mind at all, instead, he sincerely explained to many people, and said with a smile: "It's actually very good to be able to think so, dare to say so openly, after all, your heart is for Haoran Tianxia, ​​after reading a lot, your eyes will be opened , will it be different after all, I have always felt that the young people these years, the more they read, the more knowledge they have, the better they are from generation to generation. The cultivation level is higher, what can other places compare to? Besides, Mr. Nalan in Middle Earth, he belongs to the sect, only because of his origin, plus most of the monster monks, the situation is quite embarrassing, not much better than me , it’s not the same as enduring it. So, what you call being crazy and less calm is not entirely true.”

"The same principle is also divided into people, places and timing. You are a fool with this reasoning."

The old scholar laughed angrily: "If it wasn't for the hard work of a large group of gentlemen and sages to stop him and explain the reason well, he would almost have gone to the mountain to fight each other with the monks outside the mountain just because a well-timed demon pawn died. "

Chen Chun'an suddenly said: "There are still too few old scholars in the world. Otherwise, it would be much better."

Only an old scholar can invite Bai Ye to open up the fifth world.

Please let Bai Ze "do not help each other", and even let Bai Ze take the initiative to take out a picture of his ancestors searching for mountains and give it to Nan Po Suozhou.

It was rare for Chen Chun'an to say a good word for the old scholar. He never thought that the old scholar would be ungrateful. He stomped his feet and said, "The old man said well! Why?! Why is Zhou Shenzhi going to Fuyaozhou Shanshui Cave? Zhongtu Shenzhou, why Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City is going to Aquarius Continent to accept apprentices, and "by the way" passing by Lushuikeng. Why should he bring people to Nan Posuo Continent to lose money if he pinches his nose? ?! Why does Yasheng’s only son lie down at the foot of Tuoyue Mountain? Why does my disciple want to slash at my husband with swords and save Bai Ye?! Why does Lu Zhi go after Liu without saying a word? Fork? Why does the dragon slayer not slay the dragon when he arrives in the Lizhu Cave?! Why does the real fire dragon want to guard the long bridge above the sea? Why is the Taoist stinky niubi willing to take out a natal iron ring? Why is the chicken soup old monk? If you want to take the initiative to enter the game, why do you have to travel far away with your sword, and finally feel that you have been proud of your mother?"

The old scholar sighed, "Of course the common people can have a clear conscience. What is on the mountain is a matter of heaven, and they have never known it. We must not demand anything from them."

He just asked again, "What about those cultivators who have enough vision? What about those who see everything but turn a blind eye?"

Chen Chun'an replied: "This is the freedom given by our Confucianism. If we want to do this, we can enjoy it and don't complain."

The monster clan in the barren world is like a very hungry person who breaks into a wealthy family's door arbitrarily. He is rushing to eat and survive. I am afraid of death, and all the family in my hometown will die.

Would the Chinese Confucian Temple, the Confucian sage, do this? dare? are you willing? Are you willing? Does it fit?

Only Aquarius Continent is the most willing, and the most daring to compete with the barbaric world in terms of ruthlessness, meticulous methods, and calculation of people's hearts. For the time being, some sages and sages will only put them in books.

How many monks on the top of the mountain in the Haoran world have heard the words of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, and how many have actually listened to it? Anyway, there must be more than one Wanyan Laojing who betrayed Jinjiazhou.

The old scholar stomped his feet and said angrily: "I want to complain, I don't want to scold the common people, but some big monks on the top of the mountain who are more scheming than Laoer Huai, especially some bastard scholars in the Confucian orthodoxy, The brain is flooded! Come one by one, I will spit on his face!"

"I have to admit one thing, cultivators are different. There are good and bad."

Chen Chun'an was silent for a long time, and then said: "Human nature is inherently evil."

When the old scholar heard this, he was not at all happy. Instead, he said: "The mind is divided, and the heart is good. Today's young people are very different, and the future is hopeful after all."

Chen Chun'an finally smiled and said: "Nowadays, the disciples and students of the literary sage line are very powerful. On the other hand, my sub-sage lineage is scolded because of me. Are you secretly having fun?"

The old scholar patted Chen Chun'an's sleeve, "I'm not this kind of person. It's a bad idea to treat a scholar's belly with the heart of a sage."

The old scholar couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud, look, holding back and laughing? Nothing.

The figure disappeared in a flash, and the old scholar went to find the little treasure bottle.

Chen Chun'an was about to ask.

The hoarse voice of the old scholar resounded through Chen Chun's Anxin Lake, "Wait and see."

Ripples appeared in the seemingly empty Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

On the Confucian Temple Square, it has been shattered.

On the other hand, near Jiaolonggou, a huge vortex had already appeared at the feet of an old man in gray.

On the top of Mount Sui in the Divine Continent of Central Earth, the burly Jinjia Mountain God clasped his fists and said, "Greetings to the most holy teacher."

An old master in Confucianism said with a smile: "Suishan is the highest place in the world. I will borrow a piece of land with you temporarily. Excuse me. Remember to send all the living beings to the top of Chujun Mountain. There may be more movement later."

The golden-armored godman still clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice, "The flamboyant plants are shining."

The old master said helplessly, "Did you learn from that scholar?"

The golden-armored god-man smiled, no longer disturbing the most holy master and others, and went directly to the foot of Mount Sui.

The old master sat cross-legged, took out a book from his sleeve, and said with his heartfelt voice to Tianwai Lisheng: "It's not like you, I haven't fought for a long time, I'm sorry."

When the old man took out this book, the shoulders of the golden armored man standing at the foot of Mount Sui sank. Not only that, but the entire Mount Sui sank several feet in an instant.

Haoran Tianwai.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar in green shirts, with the law of the sky and the earth, holds his hands empty, and with his own strength and courtesy, he can protect the entire Haoran world in the palm of his hands.

A Confucian temple accompanying sage who traveled here is confronting and killing the remnants of ancient gods.

For thousands of years, the situation outside the sky has never been so dangerous.

A deity who was as towering as that Li Shengfa, but only in a very far distance, looked as small as a mustard seed, and slashed out with a sword again.

There is still a huge god who has served thousands of years beside him, grabbing a star beside him, using lightning to instantly refine it into a thunder pool, and smashing it fiercely at the golden body of a deputy leader of the Confucian Temple.

When the old master who sits in the vast world opens the first page of the book.

The whole mountain trembled again, and even more fell down.

I am the only one who has whiteness. Let alone a reader.

On the top of Mount Sui, the old master glanced at a mortal world in Tushenzhou, where the plum trees were in bloom.

Finally, the old master looked into the distance.

Do you really fucking think this old man can't fight? !