It was already cold and windy outside, but the backyard of the academy was still covered with greenery and flowers.

In the shade of the trees, an old man in a white robe stood with his head held high, his white beard rising.

"Disciple Han Xiao visited the teacher. ”

Han Xiao took a step forward and bowed.

The old man who followed behind opened his mouth wide and looked at Song Lian in front of him in disbelief.

"Brother Ziyi, where did my disciple violate the rules of the courtyard?" Song Lian asked with a faint smile as he looked at the white-bearded old man.

What a disciple of the dean!

The white-bearded old man opened his mouth, then bowed down and said, "Yang Ziyi has seen the dean, I don't know when this Han Xiao will worship under your door?"

"I received it yesterday, this son has a good talent, and I will accept it as a closed disciple," Song Lian looked at him for a moment, and said softly: "What, Brother Ziyi has an opinion?"

"Since it is the dean's own inheritance, then you shouldn't even participate in the family banquet-"

Before the old man finished speaking, Han Xiao said loudly: "I don't know which rule prohibits the academy disciples from participating in the family banquet?

Dare to say that you are not a fellow traveler?

Yang Ziyi's eyes widened, and his angry beard fluttered wildly.

But he didn't dare to say that the academy and the family were not fellow travelers.

The world of Da Chu is the emperor of the people, not the academy.

His chest heaved and his old face flushed.

"Hehe, Brother Ziyi, don't you know, my disciple is a disciple of the Han family, and it is common for him to go to the banquet. Song Lian smiled and gave Yang Ziyi a step.

"Okay, even if you go, but what's the reason for entering the banquet in the side hall? The disciple of the dean of Changning Academy can't even enter the main seat?" Yang Ziyi didn't intend to let Han Xiao go, glared at him and shouted.

Song Lian also frowned and said, "Zhu Chengshan actually treats my disciple like this?"

He, Dean Song, also wants to save face, right?

The personal disciple can only enter the side hall for a small banquet in the Zhu family, where will his old face go?

"I don't know why I can't eat this small banquet in the side hall?" Han Xiao frowned slightly.

"The side halls of the family are all arranged for the banquets of the attendants, and they are seated with them—"

"Are they inherently inferior?" Han Xiao's voice was not loud, but in Song Lian's ears, it was like Huang Zhong Da Lu and the Dusk Drum and Morning Bell.

And in Yang Ziyi's ears, the sound roared like thunder, making him deafening, his eyes were foggy, and he almost fell.

A mighty golden aura instantly rose from Han Xiao's body, dyeing the sky in the backyard of the academy golden.

Han Xiao lowered his hands behind his back, took a step forward gently, and said softly, "We are naturally noble?"

Song Lian's face was pale, but his eyes revealed infinite essence.

Yang Ziyi's legs and feet were already paralyzed, he took a few steps back, stretched out his hand to support the stone wall, and tried his best to stand, looking at Han Xiao tremblingly, his eyes were full of horror.

Han Xiao stepped forward again, looked at Yang Ziyi, and said one sentence at a time: "They are the same people of Great Chu, how can they be respected and humbled?"

"Boom-"

The clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, and thousands of Xuanhuang qi poured down, dyeing the thousands of feet of heaven and the sky into gold.

Under the heavenly dome, Han Xiao, who was at the origin of Haoran's breath, was rendered into a golden body by the golden light.

The people of the entire Changning City looked up at the sky, and the vast scene was too terrifying.

"Could it be that Dean Song is going to break through? Or is there another great Confucian born in the academy?" The county guard mansion, the county guard Qin Nanlin looked at the clouds in the sky and forcibly suppressed the urge to find out.

The affairs of Confucian and Taoist practitioners are still less involved.

Especially at this time, when the will of heaven comes, whoever comes forward to investigate may have to be struck by lightning.

Not only him, but the other cultivators in the city who were in the Golden Pill Realm or the False Dan Realm all shrank their heads.

"Poof—"

Yang Ziyi's golden Xuanhuang Qi kept coming out, but he couldn't resist the golden light on Han Xiao's body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body suddenly froze.

"Han Xiao ......"

Song Lian spoke, but stopped.

He originally wanted Han Xiao to stop there, but suddenly felt that a seemingly absent gaze in the sky had fallen.

The attention of the emperor of people!

At this time, Han Xiao acted and no one could stop.

Han Xiao didn't expect that he was just feeling, not only was he favored by the Heavenly Dao, but even the Emperor of the People paid attention to it.

He straightened his robe, bowed to the sky, and then arched his hands and shook them deeply.

"People have no dignity and humility, the way of heaven is self-just, may I be peaceful in the world, and everyone is like a dragon!"

"Hum—"

As his words fell, endless aura poured into his body like a loophole.

The Xuanhuang Qi in the sky was like a bound dragon, held by a big hand, and all of it was thrown into Han Xiao's body.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

......

Countless points in Han Xiao's body were broken through, and in the dantian, the space that was originally more than ten zhang was rapidly expanding.

Twenty zhang.

Thirty zhang.

Fifty zhang!

It wasn't until the seventy zhang space that the dantian contained all the absorbed aura and filled it.

If it weren't for Han Xiao's reluctance to break through the Golden Pill, at this time, he would have been able to directly enter the Golden Pill Triple Realm.

"Hum-" As the spiritual power poured into the dantian, the acupoint was broken, and the ten-zhang dragon shadow appeared behind Han Xiao.

one.

Two.

......

Seven flying dragons with teeth and claws, ready to soar into the air, roared continuously, but they were restrained by Han Xiao's body and had nowhere to go.

Twenty-eight thousand points are broken through, the power of the seven dragons!

The peak of Jindan in the middle is also worthy of a battle!

Song Lian, who was standing not far in front of Han Xiao, also showed a solemn look on his face for the first time.

With such a powerful martial arts cultivation, it can already crown Changning County.

But what surprised him even more was the Xuanhuang Qi that slowly leaked from Han Xiao's body and was constantly transforming.

The golden Xuanhuang Qi turned into a high crown with a golden body, which hung above Han Xiao's head.

The realm of Confucianism, the golden crown of heaven!

This is the youngest Confucian in the world!

It wasn't until the golden crown on Han Xiao's head was stable that the gaze in the sky dissipated.

Han Xiao's mind moved, and the golden crown turned into a golden hairpin and inserted it on top of his hair crown.

"Hey, sure enough, the sages have a word, and the blue is out of the blue......"

Looking at Han Xiao, who had a heroic face and a tall figure in front of him, Song Lian sighed lightly.

He has practiced for a hundred years to become a great Confucian, and he is already a leader among his peers.

But Han Xiao is only the age of a weak crown.

For a moment, he was in a trance.

Yourself, really old?

"The teacher's words are bad, whether they are virtuous or not, and they have little to do with age. Han Xiao bowed, and then looked at Yang Ziyi, who was standing on the ground.

Yang Ziyi, who was pale, stood up tremblingly, waved towards Han Xiao, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for not killing." ”

If it weren't for Han Xiao speaking out, he would have been punished by thunder.

After getting up, he bowed to Song Lian again: "Dean, I was wrong, I was expelled from the academy today-"

"How can there be such a light thing?" Yang Ziyi didn't finish speaking, and Han Xiao had already spoken lightly.

"Okay, old decay is at your disposal. Yang Ziyi arched his hand and bowed his head.

Han Xiao glanced at Song Lian, and then said: "Yang Ziyi, you regard yourself as noble and look down on the common people, so I will punish you to go to Heyuan County, be a county magistrate, and observe the people's suffering, how about it?"