The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 703: Sixty times the speed blessing!

“Wow!”

The smoke and dust suddenly burst into the sky, and the fairy Su Xin rushed up.

She looked quite embarrassed, there were more cracks on the broken sword, and she would shatter with another blow.

“Confucius? I didn’t expect that Confucius could teach a disciple like you!”

Fairy Su Xin looked at Step extraordinary in the tone of an elder.

“I am a Confucianist, but I am not Kong Sage’s apprentice!”

Bu Feihua mobilizes his body’s spirit and prepares for a final blow.

“Not Confucius’s apprentice?!”

Fairy Suxin’s always calm expression changed color for the first time.

This boy looked so young, and the age of his bones, Fairy Su Xin knew at a glance.

However, at the age of twenty, he possesses such Confucianism and Taoism talents.

According to the truth, Confucianism and Taoism have produced this kind of arrogance, and Kong Sage will definitely be accepted as a closed disciple.

Kong Sage teaches a heaven-defying apprentice who goes out of the ordinary, Su Xin fairy believes.

But Steppe is a single person, exploring and advancing on top of Confucianism and Taoism. This is the same as Kong Sage’s step by step when he stepped out of Confucianism and Taoism to the point where even Heavenly Dao had to approve.

This will be the first Great Master to create a genre, enough to last forever.

“Since Confucius is not your Master, then I think no one can be your teacher anymore!”

“If you are willing to surrender to me, I can forgive Shentu for not dying, you will become my number one warrior and accompany me to conquer the heavens and the world!”

Fairy Suxin smiled with concession.

Sure enough, it was the evil corpse of the Nine Heavens Profound Girl. She had too deep desires, and she wanted to conquer the world.

“You are nothing more than the concretization of Nine Heavens Profound Girl’s obsession. After all, you still have to merge with Nine Heavens Profound Girl. Therefore, you are not qualified to conquer all realms!”

“Also, Kong Sage, as the precedent Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism, is the same as Taoist ancestor Hongjun, Demon ancestor Luo Hu, including Buddha Zhunti. Kong Sage pioneered a Confucianism. He is an unprecedented sage. , You are not qualified to call Sage directly, you are not worthy!”

Fairy Su Xin looked cold and said, “Since I refuse to surrender to me, then go to death!”

“Zheng!”

Fairy Su Xin swooped over with a broken sword, and waved the green bamboo to meet the enemy.

Their stature is about to reach the extreme, and there are dozens of hundreds of moves against each other.

The clash of gold and iron was like a thunderstorm, the sky was shattered, and every wave of light caused hundreds of miles of territory to sink, rivers evaporated, mountain peaks collapsed, and the scene was thrilling.

“Boom!”

Once again duel, the two figures quickly crossed, a string of blood spilled into the sky, with amazing Blood Qi fluctuations.

Bu Feihua was injured, a slit was torn in his abdomen, and there was Sword Qi permeating there.

Fairy Su Xin was also uncomfortable, her shoulders were rubbed by the literary spirit of the green bamboo, and she burst out, blood and bones splattered, abnormally bloody.

“call!”

Breathing deeply, Bu Feihua’s forehead was sweating.

He was fighting with Fairy Su Xin like this, and it was estimated that three days and three nights would not be able to tell the outcome.

He must kill!

The world martial arts, everything is unbreakable, only fast is unbreakable!

If the stepping speed can be faster, so fast that it surpasses the sun and the sound, he can play Su Xin fairy between applause.

Thinking of this, a thousand thoughts flashed in Bu Fei’s mind.

It’s a pity that there are very few poems about speed that Bu Fei can think of. There are some, even if they are chanted, they are probably not the poetry of immortality, not as good as “Early Delivery of Baidi City” and “Dapeng Poems”. There is no decisive role.

“I can only give it a try!”

Bufei stood tall in the sky and began to chant.

“The old people have taken the Yellow Crane, there is a Yellow Crane Tower free!”

As Bu Huan’s long howling sounded, a magnificent vision began to appear in the sky.

It was a lofty mountain range with green hills and green waters.

On this day, a fairy, riding a yellow crane, left the attic.

The yellow crane carried the fairy, crossed the endless mountain range, flew over the endless yellow desert, and galloped across the frozen snowfield.

Finally, the fairy and the yellow crane flew away from the vast ocean and disappeared at the end of the sky.

The yellow crane and the immortal were gone, and only a lonely yellow crane tower remained above the mountain range.

“Is this how Confucianism fights?”

“I want to see, how powerful a poem can be?!”

Fairy Su Xin looked at Bu Fei Bian, and did not rush to do it. She was the King of Quasi-Sages, and Realm was a bit more refined than the pinnacle of Bu Bian-Sheng.

For this reason, she is not afraid that Bu Feihua really has the means to kill her with one blow.

“Yellow Crane is gone forever, Baiyun has been empty for thousands of years!”

Huang He is gone, not sad, but the deceased is sad. After this farewell, he will never see it again.

Even if you search through thousands of mountains and rivers, that familiar face, familiar voice, and familiar everything will be lost.

Baiyun’s appearance remains the same, and thousands of years of time are fleeting.

The Yellow Crane Tower still stands on the top of the mountain range, and it is sad that people have already gone to the building.

“This poem is called “Yellow Crane Tower”!”

Just as Bu Feifan’s voice fell, there was a buzzing and trembling sound above the sky.

One, two, three, until the ninth, heaven and earth stopped shaking.

Immediately afterwards, the Nine Dao Wenqi fell from the sky, vast, overflowing with milky white light, magnificent and vast, and directly sank into the body of the extraordinary.

“How is it possible! The poem is a nine-grade poem, and it is still the first poem!”

Fairy Su Xin’s boss was staring with autumn eyes, and her arrogant pretty face was full of disbelief.

She has also learned about Confucianism. Didn’t it mean that the higher the level of poetry, the more difficult it is to create?

Even Kong Sage, in such a dangerous battle, could not export into a chapter, which is the ninth stage hymn.

But Kong Sage was very difficult to do, and he really did it.

“Ding, congratulations to the host, for the first nine-tier hymn!”

The mechanical sound of the system sounded in Bu Fei’s mind. At the same time, the magical effect of the poem “Yellow Crane Tower” was also presented in Bu Fei’s mind.

“”Yellow Crane Tower”: The first hymn of the Ninth Stage, under the Sage Realm, in a place covered by cultural atmosphere, the speed of all creatures will be reduced by 30%, and the host itself will accelerate by 30 times!”

“Thirty times faster!”

Step Extraordinary breathe slightly suffocated!

He has the blessings of “Early Hair Baidi City” and “Dapeng Poem”, and he has 30 times the speed.

Adding “Yellow Crane Tower” now means that he has sixty times the acceleration.

How terrible this is!

When your own existence transcends light and time, you will live forever!