As soon as Mr. Yuxi's voice fell, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, drawing a talisman in the void, but using the "book", one of the six arts of the gentleman of the previous generation of Confucian sages, and looking at this posture, it was not weaker than the previous generation of Confucian sages. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

At the same time, the other two Round Table Elders also began to draw talismans in the void.

With the movements of the three of them, three majestic spiritual power fluctuations spread out in all directions.

The talisman drawn by Mr. Yuxi becomes the wind, becomes the clouds, and becomes the sun, moon and stars.

In front of the middle-aged blue-shirted Confucian who came out of the bamboo sea, there was a magnificent picture of the vast fields of mountains and rivers, full of a sense of heaviness, and as his last talisman fell, thousands of green bamboos bent behind him bounced upwards at the same time and returned to their original shape.

In front of the elder who blocked Yun Mo's fist intent, villages, towns, and capitals appeared, and there was a lot of traffic and people, and countless voices and cars and horses sounded, as if they were in a busy city.

The Sancai Array was created by Zigong, a disciple of the master's own disciple, and after tens of thousands of years, countless sages have deduced and improved it, and it has become the practice of Yuelu Academy.

The three talents, heaven, earth, people, heaven is above, earth is below, Yun Mo is trapped in the middle, he can't go up and down, and his body is crowded with countless people, although they are all phantoms, but no matter how he moves, how he kills, he still can't advance or retreat.

Mr. Yuxi shook it, the two elders supported him one on the left and one on the right, the old man gently wiped away the two blood streaks that seeped out of his nose with a white silk cloth, covered his mouth, coughed painfully, and after a while, put away the silk cloth full of black blood, raised his head, and said to Yun Mo: "Sect Master Yun doesn't need to do useless work anymore, although these three talent arrays can't hurt you, but the old man is confident, it will be no problem to trap you for ten days and half a month." ”

When Yun Mo stopped fighting this trapped beast, the phantoms around him slowly retreated. The peddler pushed the wooden cart and shouted and walked away, the aunt who bought vegetables put on the bamboo basket, the butcher returned to the pig R shop, the child with pigtails turned around and looked at the rock sugar gourd in the hands of the dealer greedily, everything returned to normal, and beside him, it became a noisy long street, and gradually, this long street of bluestone slabs, together with the people coming and going from north to south on the street, also disappeared.

But Yun Mo knew that as long as he tried to break through the three talent formations again, these people would still come out, and he could feel that there were countless violent energies hidden within a range of more than ten zhang around his body.

These three talent arrays, compared with the cage transformed by the Xuan Ling of the mountains and rivers, are not inferior.

Just three elders can have such great ability, if the remaining nine elders gather, what kind of terrifying scene would it be?!

It seems that this Confucianism and Taoism are far from being as simple as it appears.

Mr. Yuxi glanced at the other two elders, then nodded to Su Bancheng, and the three of them walked towards the bamboo sea.

Su Bancheng was slightly stunned, "Uncle Shi, do you really want to do that?"

The old man's footsteps were sluggish, and he said: "Bancheng, the things of life, eight out of ten unsatisfactory people, when it is time to fight, but when it is time to compromise, it is also necessary to compromise." ”

After saying this, the old man stopped talking and took the lead into the bamboo sea.

The onlookers of the academy were driven away by the professor, and the broken gate of the academy was naturally cleaned up by laborers, but after only half an hour, the front of the academy returned to its usual appearance, as if nothing had happened.

But something did happen.

In front of the academy, a young man sat cross-legged, with a long sword on his lap, quietly looking at the teaching houses in the mountains, listening to the sound of reading aloud from the music, affectionate and indifferent, I don't know what I was thinking.

Su Bancheng came to Yun Mo's side, and sat down cross-legged like him, Yun Mo retracted his gaze, looked at the Lord of the Confucian and Taoist Palace in front of him, who was younger than himself, and stared for a long time before speaking, "What are your plans to trap me here?"

Su Bancheng was silent, perhaps because he didn't want to face Yun Mo's eyes as sharp as knives, he lowered his head slightly, put his finger on his leg, and waited for the black ant on his leg to crawl on his hand, then put his finger on the ground on the side, and watched the black ant slowly leave.

Yun Mo looked at this scene and said, "Giving an ant a way to live, but not a person, is false compassion." ”

Looking at this palace master, who was probably the youngest palace master in the history of the Confucian and Taoist Palace, Yun Mo was slightly surprised, frowned and thought about it, and said, "Ziyue was trapped in the Nine Secluded Mountains of the Gu Gate, besieged by ten thousand insects, Bai Xiaobai showed the situation of Ziyue being trapped in a mirror image, and lured me to the Nine Secluded Mountains, probably to let the immortal beast dragon earthworm deal with me, but unexpectedly, before the dragon worm and I could distinguish the winner, I was brought to you by the earthworm that had lived for tens of thousands of years." ”

Su Bancheng looked at Yun Mo directly, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "I really don't know about this matter, although I am nominally the palace master of the Confucian and Taoist Palace, but the actual power is still the Round Table Elders, whether it is me, or the previous Confucian sage, or the previous palace master, in fact, to put it mildly, it is just a puppet at the mercy of the thirteen elders of the Round Table Elders." ”

A simple single sentence, if it was known by a cultivator of the Micro Realm, I don't know how many jaws would drop.

Yun Mo looked at Su Bancheng's clear eyes and asked, "Although we are not enemies, we are not friends, you don't need to explain it to me." ”

"There is a need. Su Bancheng shook his head slightly, "The people I admire, there are only three people in the world today, one is the pavilion master of Longyuan Pavilion, and he is also the great elder of the Round Table Elders' Council. The second is Fan Shanhe, but although Fan Shanhe is a peerless sword cultivator, he is trapped by love, has the love of children, and also has pity for the world, and finally ends up with a tragic ending of death. And the third," he raised his head and looked directly at Yun Mo, "It's you Yun Mo, a son and brother in a remote town, who has no backer, no background, relying on the sword in his hand, sword by sword, and at the age of less than a year, he has become the strongest person in the Shiwei Realm today, in the history of the Shiwei Realm, who else can do this?"

Facing Su Bancheng's slightly fiery gaze, Yun Mo didn't speak, just gently rubbed the scabbard on his knee.

Su Bancheng continued, "So, no matter how you understand it, I just want to tell you what I think, and I hope you can know that in the world of micro-means, I, no, and countless young people, all regard you as a role model, and there are countless pairs of eyes, all looking at you. ”

Yun Mo still didn't speak.

Su Bancheng continued, "In the past ten years, whether it is the Five Great Holy Lands or the rest of the sect families, a considerable number of young powerhouses have emerged, this is the era of wildflowers blooming, and it is also a new era, and the old era should come to an end. ”

Yun Mo's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light.

Su Bancheng's voice was soft, but his words exploded in Yun Mo's ears like thunder, "As long as you help me deal with the Round Table Elders, when I truly control the Confucian Dao Zun Palace, it will be the day when the Sword Dao Sect and the Confucian Dao Zun Palace form an eternal alliance!"