The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Three days later, the thrilling day.

A group of more than ten people took a big boat and rode the wind and waves towards the vast sea.

The sea breeze came out, a strong salty smell came out, Jian Liuxian and Taishang stood on the deck.

At this time, a person came, but Bu Jingyun.

He is as cold as before, but a little bit different is that there is a touch of melancholy in his coldness.

Although the name Zhuo Shan has become a thing of the past, it doesn't mean that he really disappeared.

Whether he wanted it or not, Zhuo Shan had really existed.

At this time, Bu Jingyun's heart was complicated. Recalling that memory, it was inevitable that his mood was a little depressed, but soon, he calmed down again.

This is also the reason why he walked on the deck. People have been depressed for a long time and naturally need to be released. Bu Jingyun hopes that through the sea breeze and the vast sea, the depression in his heart can be washed away.

After taking a deep breath and exhaling the breath again, Bu Jingyun was about to return to the cabin. At this moment, his eyes flashed inadvertently, but he found two figures on the deck.

With a heart move, Bu Jingyun walked over.

"Your Excellency, have we met?"

Bu Jingyun just glanced at Jian Liuxian casually, then set his gaze on Taishang, so naturally he asked too much.

"Maybe I have seen it, or I may not have seen it."

She smiles too much, she has a unique temperament, with a trace of a great Confucian temperament.

Such a temperament, such a figure gave way to Jingyun and couldn't help but think of a person.

More than ten years ago, there was a person who had a new understanding of Martial Dao. He originally walked in kendo, or perhaps because kendo was too extreme, he chose to settle in Confucianism.

It doesn't matter whether he keeps his powers and bids his time, or concentrates on research, in short, he combined Confucianism with his own martial arts, and he has embarked on a new path.

Thinking of that person, Bu Jingyun naturally thought of the past.

That person is an enemy, but also a friend.

However, although the person in front of him is very similar to that temperament, his Confucianism is more pure, compared with him, he is more like an ordinary old man.

Yes, this is an old man with silver hair, a few strands of beard hanging down from his chin, and his dim but divine gaze, which makes this man look more like a great scholar with deep knowledge.

But it was such an ordinary person, but his wise eyes were on him, but he gave Bu Jingyun a feeling of being completely seen through by this person.

Bu Jingyun was uncertain, and repeatedly confirmed that he had never seen this person.

Moreover, this person does not have a trace of Internal Energy, and even his face is different from that of the legendary person.

On the contrary, the young man next to him was more attractive than the legendary person, so Bu Jingyun stared at the white-haired young man again and asked, "Who are you again?"

"It has been a long time since I heard the name of the god of death stepping to startle the clouds. I saw it today and it was indeed well-deserved. The senior's breath is like a sea of ​​clouds ups and downs, and the feeling of turning like a gallop. It is really the impermanence of the cloud."

The white-haired young man first admired it, and then replied, "Leave immortals in the next sword."

"The sword stays immortal?"

Bu Jingyun's body shook, and he carefully looked at the white-haired young man's eyebrows, but saw that although his face was different from that person, his temperament and breath were similar. With a move in his heart, a trace of breath quietly struck the white-haired young man in front of him. .

The white-haired young man stood still, but when Bu Jingyun's breath struck him, he raised his hand unintentionally, and put his right hand on the hem of his clothes and lifted it slightly.

It was this seemingly ordinary gesture of squeezing clothes, but there was a breath of the same overflow that shattered the breath of Bu Jingyun's temptation.

Everything was going on quietly, Bu Jingyun was startled, but the white-haired young man looked as usual.

"Yang Shen Sword Finger!"

Bu Jingyun was extremely surprised. Although the other party's breath was extremely vague, when it collided with own breath, it leaked. How could Bu Jingyun fail to catch it?

Bu Jingyun said: "The sword stays in the immortal, the sword banished the immortal, are you the descendant of the sword banished immortal?"

The white-haired young man said calmly: "I did get a personal pass from my teacher."

The other party admitted frankly that he didn't make any concessions to Jingyun's surprise, but instead gave birth to a feeling that should be the case.

However, the other party's acknowledgment gave Jingyun another idea. It was not his real purpose to slay the dragon on the Long Island this time.

However, the martial arts of Emperor Shitian is too deep and unfathomable. The martial arts of Bu Jingyun is no different from the man's arm as a car. This is why Bu Jingyun is willing to dormant.

Although he had already contacted Nie Feng, and had only passed Nie Feng when he was secretive before, he knew that Nie Feng was hiding not far behind him at this moment.

But Bu Jingyun was very self-aware, even if he and Nie Feng joined forces, he might not be able to defeat Di Shitian.

So the only chance is to take advantage of the Qiwu to slay the dragon, while others are fighting for the dragon yuan, fish in troubled waters and take the dragon yuan first.

It's a pity that this kind of odds of winning is not great, but I didn't expect to be able to meet the disciple of the Sword Immortal on this ship, everything is different again...

Swordsman fought against the tyrant more than ten years ago. He was a martial arts Cultivation Base breakthrough to the realm of Deva, and he was ranked first by the Rivers and Lakes master list made by Bai Xiao Kuangsheng. He is already recognized as the No. 1 master in China.

If there is a sword censorship, the plan to stop Emperor Shitian will surely succeed.

Mountain darkly, vista.

There is no hope in the original sense, but now it seems that the future is not so hopeless.

Bu Jingyun's mood was ups and downs, and his emotions became anxious.

After all, it was the safety of Martial Forest, but Bu Jingyun's stability did not reveal the urgency.

"Your Excellency is too self-effacing, you can be collected by the sword imperial immortal and passed on from your own extraordinary vulgarity, your master is the number one master in China, and you can be such a skill at such an age, it shows that you have already acquired the sword imperial immortal. The true story."

How could Bu Jingyun not be solemn, even if it was him, he was only quasi-peerless in his martial arts, and there was a distance from the sky of Deva.

Although there is a gap between the quasi-peerless, if you really meet each other, this young man is not his own opponent, but this young man can become a quasi-peerless at the age of less than thirty, and he is in the same Realm with himself, which is shocking to the world.

"Senior praised it."

Jian Liuxian is neither overbearing nor overbearing. Such a temperament is somewhat similar to Jian Zhanxian, but it is not as sharp as Jian Zhanxian when he first debuted.

Although Bu Jingyun hadn't seen Jian Zhanxian for more than ten years, he thought that this young man should be imitating his master, so his temperament and personality should be more like the current Jian Zhanxian.

Such a person may not have no edge, but the edge is hidden in the scabbard.

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