Thousands of miles of clouds fluttering, thousands of mountains and Confucianism are swinging, the north of Jinling, the imperial capital of the Great Liang Kingdom, a fairyland outside the world, the fairy sound is Miao Miao, the sages are hanging, the Confucian is in the ranks, vaguely singing, the wind and snow and the moon, a faction of Confucianism and the mighty wind, dominating the spring and autumn affairs of the kingdom. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Beichen with Haoran Tian, to enter the Confucian Academy as a guest, along the road to see, there is a unique style, it is really a Confucian style pavement, poems and books in the ear, people look uplifted, yearning.

"The Confucian saints are in the wind, the scriptures have been handed down, and the Confucian Heart Academy has such a grand occasion, I don't know what the seven holy places of Confucianism are. ”

"The wind of the holy land must be a thousand miles higher than the academy, and it is the place that my Confucian students yearn for. This time, Brother Beichen was wronged to enter the Confucian Academy as a guest. ”

"Brother Haoran is serious, after all, I am a disciple of Xuanmen, and I can't change my sect, and I am very fortunate to be able to enter the Confucian Academy with the respect of a guest this time. ”

Before coming to the gate of the Confucian Academy, I saw the archway nine stands, carved dragons and phoenixes, four rows of Confucian disciples, each holding etiquette, and treating respectfully.

Beichen Tong Haoran sky descended, and in the academy, a salute sounded.

"Ceremony!"

The word "ceremony" sounded, and the four rows of Confucian disciples were very respectful in the etiquette of welcoming guests from the ancient Confucian sect.

With such a big gift, Beichen was shocked in his heart and said in surprise: "Brother Haoran, such a big courtesy, is there a distinguished guest from the Confucian Academy today." ”

Hao Rantian smiled, "Of course there are distinguished guests, Brother Beichen is the chief disciple of Southern Xuanzong, and he is the authentic descendant of Xuanmen. ”

Beichen Tiger's body was shocked, "Brother Haoran, aren't you joking with me, such a big gift, just to welcome me, a young boy?"

Haorantian but smiled silently, after the archway, the sound of singing again.

"Open the Confucian door and welcome distinguished guests!"

The Confucian door is wide open, the main gate welcomes guests, and the Confucian Heart College has done its utmost etiquette.

Looking at Haorantian, Beichen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said in a long voice: "Nanxuanzong Beichen, I came to visit Confucianism Academy today, humbly asked for advice, and was greeted by Confucianism, and the kid was terrified." ”

"Xiaoyou came from afar, and the Confucian sect should be dedicated to it, Tian'er, and introduce the distinguished guests into the Hall of Sages. ”

The four rows of deacons retreated, and Haorantian led Beichen into the Confucian Heart Academy, and came to the academy's sage hall. The hall of the sages is the important place of the Confucian Academy, the portrait of the Confucian saint is hanging down, the waist hangs the ring ruler, the eyes are full of wisdom, and the spirit of the world is edified.

"The breath inside is in line with the Xiuzhen Sect, and it tastes good for me. ”

Brother Beichen felt this emotion, but it made Haoran speechless. ”

"Haha!"

In the hall of the sages, a master in a Confucian robe, with a poor head and scriptures, holds a scroll in his hand, and entertains guests.

"Nanxuanzong Beichen, I've seen my predecessors!"

Sensing the magnificent aura on the other party's body, Beichen was shocked and bowed.

Haoran Xue Ru glanced at Beichen with fixed eyes, and was surprised in her heart, "Xuanmen is high, it is really extraordinary, and it is really enviable to have such a cultivation at such a young age." ”

"Seniors praise falsely. ”

"I didn't expect Tian'er to travel to the southern regions this time, and actually brought back a distinguished guest to the college, the college is complicated, and the old man will not accompany him much, so the little friend can travel around the college with Tian'er and watch around. ”

After coming out of the Sage Palace, Beichen followed Haorantian and traveled carefully in the Confucian Academy, looking around, but he saw a different style.

After Beichen left, in the Hall of the Sages, two old men dressed as masters came.

"Academy Master, that Beichen is just a low-level disciple of the Ning Dan Period, the academy is welcoming this big gift, and the honor of the academy master actually welcomes guests in the Sage Hall in person, is it too polite?"

"Elder Ren's words are wrong, although Beichen Xiaoyou only has a cultivation in the Ning Dan period, but his status is noble, he is the fourth generation chief disciple of the Southern Xuanzong, and it is not impossible to take charge of the Xuanmen in the future, the Xuanmen is also an ancient sect, which is equivalent to my Confucianism, and my Confucian Academy naturally can't lose etiquette and make other colleges laugh. ”

"This son came to the academy with Haoran this time to study as a disciple of Keqing, and the dean rashly accepted him, was it too hasty?"

"The virtue of Confucianism, the practice of teaching and governing the world, some people ask for advice, why refuse, the sage has words, there is no class, I will learn from the generations, I should obey, Beichen Xiaoyou is smart, talented, let him learn my Confucian principles, why not. ”

Haoran Xueru, as the head of the first academy of Confucianism, made a final decision, and the two elders of benevolence and righteousness glanced at each other and had no objections.

Beichen and Haorantian watched and chatted all the way, and when they came to a pavilion, they sat down and rested for a while.

"Brother Haoran once mentioned the Ten Phases of the Xiangge, all of them are great Confucian scholars in the Dao Spirit Realm, can you introduce them to me?"

"This is natural, the ten phases of intensive study of Confucianism, aside from other things, to protect the country, is a model for my generation of students, the ten phases to the prime minister as the respect, the end of the phase, in the middle are the Asian phase, the season phase, the literary phase, the book phase, the piano phase, the music phase, the chess phase, the painting phase. Prime Minister Zhuge Chunqiu Confucianism is the cornerstone of the town of the Liang Kingdom, guarding the border all the year round, fighting against the Rhubarb Kingdom, Wencheng martial arts, and the merit is high. ”

In Haorantian's words, Zhuge Chunqiu was highly respected. Beichen had doubts in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Such a person, by no means is a person with different aspirations, since he is from the Confucian Academy, he should always think about the feelings of inheritance, why has it developed to the current situation." ”

Haoran Tian's eyebrows darkened, "Prime Minister, doing benevolence and righteousness, there is the wind of ancient Confucianism, but over the years, the mind has been used to guard against the Rhubarb Kingdom, and the mind is unknown. ”

"The Prime Minister is the only Cave Heaven Realm Ancestor in the Great Liang Kingdom, and only he can fight against the Confucian Elder of the Great Yellow Kingdom, Xuan Qing Great Confucian. ”

While the two were chatting with each other, a group of Confucian disciples came in the distance. A provocative voice came into the pavilion.

"Who am I, it turned out that Hao Rantian, the king-level heir of our academy, has returned, and I heard that he also brought back a boy from Xuanmen, who is still the fourth generation chief disciple of Southern Xuanzong, come, let me see what it looks like. ”

When Hao Rantian heard this, his eyes were cold, he stood up, and reprimanded: "Renkui, Brother Beichen is a distinguished guest invited by the academy at the main gate, you are really rude. ”

Beichen asked Hao Rantian with his eyes, and Hao Rantian said: "This person is the grandson of Xiangge Yaxiang, one of the three king-level heirs of the academy, and he has a high-level cultivation of the fourth layer of Ning Dan, which is not easy to deal with. ”

"Haorantian, you are so bold, I am your senior, do you dare to reprimand me and treat the etiquette of the academy as nothing?"

"You also deserve to mention college etiquette to me, it's really shameless!"

Haoran Tian is the master of Confucianism Academy, Haoran Xueru's own grandson, although Renkui is also a king-level heir, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and turned to look at Beichen and said: "You are the descendant of Xuanmen, is there no one in Southern Xuanzong, let you be a disciple of the first layer of Ning Dan as the chief disciple?"

Hearing this, Beichen's eyebrows were slightly cold, his body moved instantly, he approached Renkui's side, and slapped it on the top of his head with a "snap".

There was a loud bang, and Renkui, the dignified king-level heir, was slapped into the ground by Beichen's palm, only half of his body was exposed, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Xuanzong Weiyi, how can you be allowed to trample on it wantonly, and if you offend again, you will be killed!"

At this moment, not to mention the disciples of the surrounding academy, even Hao Rantian was taken aback.

Regarding Beichen's strength, although Hao Rantian knew it in his heart, he didn't expect that as soon as he made a move, he would be able to make Renkui suffer a big loss, you know, Renkui is the king-level descendant of Confucianism Academy, and his strength is by no means ordinary.

"You're looking for death!"

With a roar, Renkui shook his whole body, his body shot out, his palms pushed out, and he killed his hand.

Beichen laughed, and the Eight Desolation Gong Qi of his right palm condensed, and he also launched a palm.

The palms are crossed, without any magical spells, but they are strong in the body.

Renkui Teng took three steps back, and Beichen stood still on the spot, his body did not move at all, and even the corners of his clothes did not flutter.

Haorantian's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward slowly, and quipped: "Renkui, Brother Beichen is the chief disciple of Southern Xuanzong, and he is also your elder, you are so offended, you have learned a lesson this time, you should know that it is powerful." ”

Ren Kui was very angry in his heart, his eyes were blood-red, but he didn't dare to make another move, Confucianism put etiquette first, if he repeatedly provoked Beichen, he would inevitably be punished by the academy.

"It's my rudeness, but can Beichen's seniors fight fairly with their juniors on the martial arts platform, and let the juniors learn to learn the Xuanmen tricks?"

"You're going to fight me?"

"I wonder if the seniors can teach me?"

"Yes, lead the way. ”

Beichen was dressed in hob meat, and behind him stood Nan Xuanzong, fearless.

On the way to Wutai, Beichen asked Haoran Tiandao in a low voice: "Is it to kill or to waste?"

Haoran Tian replied to Beichen with a clear smile, the corners of Beichen's mouth hooked, and he had a bottom in his heart.

Ren Kui, as a king-level descendant of Confucianism Academy, was originally a man of the hour, and this time he was going to challenge the people of Nan Xuanzong, and it immediately spread in the academy, and the news quickly spread to Haoran Xueru's desk.

The old master, who has been in charge of the Confucian Academy for nearly a thousand years, frowned, "Tian'er really brought back a thorn, and he was matched with the people of the Xiangge so quickly, let me see, the Southern Xuanzong is high-footed, and the Southern Xuanzong Xiaobeiba, who is famous in the Southern Regions Cultivation Realm, what means do he have!"

On the martial arts platform of the Confucian Academy, Beichen and Renkui stood opposite each other, each with a high momentum and high fighting spirit.

Beichen is light and light, not afraid of trouble, Renkui is bent on shame, and by the way, suppresses Haorantian's arrogance.

Under the Wutai, the disciples of the academy gathered, all of them were not afraid of big things, and even another king-level descendant of the Confucian Academy, Yifu, also came.

"See, Senior Brother Yifu is also here, it seems to be a dragon fight?"

"What kind of dragon fight, this Renkui relies on his grandfather is Xiangge Yaxiang, he has never put the academy disciples in his eyes, this time he has encountered a hard stubble, don't you know, just now he couldn't resist someone's palm, and he was slapped to the ground!"

"Is this serious?"

"Of course it's true, you didn't see it, the blood on the corner of his mouth hasn't been wiped off. ”

"I said, this time, Senior Brother Haoran traveled to the Southern Regions and brought back a Xuanzong master, and he actually sent out the academy's four gifts to greet him. ”

"You kid, let the elders catch the ceremony dance at the gate, haha, I can't imagine that scene, senior brother!"