Chapter 1454: Xuanyuan

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However, in the face of the irregular logs on the ground, he took the axe and split it in half one after the other, and it was not very irregular.

It's like a scholar who is not usually used to rough work, and suddenly helps the family chop wood, and it looks like he is still a little struggling.

"It's so comfortable that you get a little out of breath when you chop a few sticks of wood. ā€

The old man glanced at the faint beads of sweat on the emperor's forehead, and threw over the somewhat old towel on a wooden bench.

The emperor stopped the axe, and wiped his sweat lightly.

He said with a wry smile: "Teacher, you are all firewood, and it is all your way." It's not easy for me to be like this. ā€

"I know that you will be in charge of the situation in the three hundred and thirty thousand universes of the heavens, and you will be able to work hard. However, no matter how busy you are, you can't leave it behind. ā€

Elder Ru said.

It is as if the master is teaching the students who have already been discharged, and his tone is gentle, but he does not lose his teachings.

"I'm nothing, but Xuanyuan's side, I've lost contact with him for a long time. I wonder if the teacher has any contact with him?"

The Emperor Elder asked.

"Nope. ā€

The old man shook his head, and his eyes were also filled with worry.

"Hey, in the previous few Heavenly Universe Tribulations, we were able to quickly repel the conspiracy of the Destruction Camp, all of which were due to Xuanyuan's cooperation in the Destruction Camp. It's just that if you do too much of this kind of thing, you will naturally be suspicious of several World-Destroying Monarchs in the Destruction Camp. The last time he contacted me, he said he was already under suspicion. However, he also said that he had a plan to put his life on the line, and if he succeeded, he could eradicate the tumor of the Destruction Camp once and for all. Since that contact, he went to carry out his plan, and I have not been in contact with him again. ā€

The emperor was worried.

In his memory, a man with majestic hair and a majestic bearing was no less than his.

Of course, in the heavens and all worlds, there is some news that is also a smoke bomb deliberately emitted by the emperor elder.

For example, Tang Mingyang was suspected of becoming that person.

Like some secrets of the Altar of Fate.

"Actually, I don't agree with Xuanyuan's plan. ā€

The old man who was burning the fire on the side, after being silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

"Teacher ......"

The emperor was stunned.

"Xuanyuan is too confident and optimistic, and sometimes, he can't recognize the situation of the enemy and himself, and he acts rashly, but he will kill himself. Actually, you didn't approve of Xuanyuan's action all along, did you?"

Elder Ru said.

"Hmm. ā€

The Emperor nodded.

He sighed.

After the Eighth Heavens and Universe Tribulation, Xuanyuan's identity was suspected, and he proposed to let Xuanyuan withdraw, after all, they had already filmed a new chess piece, which was placed inside the destruction camp, which could completely replace Xuanyuan's work.

He told Xuanyuan that the war against the destruction camp was a protracted war, and he was not afraid of running out of firewood.

However, Xuanyuan told him that there was a split and power struggle within the destruction camp, and he thought that this was the best time to defeat the destruction camp, and he wanted to implement his plan to destroy the ship, and uproot the foundation of the destruction camp in one fell swoop.

"You're right, after fighting for so long, this is a protracted battle! Our side of the Chaos Universe is still very young, we have time, but on the other side of the destruction camp, they can't afford to delay. ā€

Elder Ru said.

When Xuanyuan's plan was proposed, the emperor was opposed, but he agreed.

That's when it happened.

The two men seemed to sense something, and both stopped talking.

At this time, I saw that Meng Junzi and Xue had already appeared outside the fence gate.

"The students have seen the teacher, they have seen Eiyuki. ā€

Meng Junzi saluted.

Following the snow behind him, his eyes glanced at the emperor who was splitting wood over there, and fell on the old man.

"Snow Maiden, the wooden house is simple, please don't dislike it. ā€

Old Ru smiled.

He looked at the snow and made a gesture to ask the snow to sit on the wooden stool next to him.

He didn't call Xue a friend, but a girl, and his attitude towards Xue was very polite.

Meng Junzi walked up to the emperor and said, "Senior brother, leave these rough jobs to me." ā€

"Yingzhi, just hand over the firewood to the gentleman and chop it. Come and sit down, drink tea first, and then listen to the music I created. ā€

The Confucian elder said to the emperor elder.

"Yes, teacher. ā€

Emperor Elder said.

He saw Snow looking at him and grinned at Snow, he lowered his sleeves and stroked the sawdust off his clothes.

Meng Junzi took the axe and split it one by one against the firewood on the ground.

Compared with the emperor's previous difficulty in chopping firewood, he chopped firewood very smoothly, and the size of each firewood was almost the same.

The emperor's eyes lit up, and the newly accepted apprentice of the secret teacher could be regarded as having obtained the essence of the teacher's way of being a gentleman.

The snow next to her, seeing this scene, her eyes also flashed with different colors.

"Congratulations to the Confucian elder, with this good apprentice, the blue is better than the blue. ā€

Xue said.

Only then did she realize that she had underestimated this Meng gentleman.

"Haha! This scoundrel is also chopping wood. Fortunately, he is diligent and studious, and diligence can make up for his clumsiness, which is just a bit promising. ā€

Elder Ru said.

His words seemed to be humbly belittling Meng Junzi, but in fact, his words were also full of pride.

His disciples were numerous.

The only one who can really satisfy him is Meng Junzi.

Of course, the emperor called him a teacher, but in fact, the emperor was not a real disciple of Confucianism, but only a student.

The old man boiled the water and poured it into the old-looking teapot on the table.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing.

The old man gently poured a cup for the snow, and then poured another cup for the emperor.

"Please. ā€

The old man said kindly.

Xue was not polite, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

At this time, the old man put down the teacup, moved the nine-stringed piano next to him to his chest, and played it gently.

A song resounded between the green mountains and green waters.

The essence in the snow eyes flickered, as if it was a little surprised that this Confucian old man was able to play the song to such an extent, she closed her eyes and began to listen quietly.

This song contains too much Taoist meaning.

There are the vicissitudes of time, the ruthlessness of the years, the withering glory of all things, the joys and sorrows, the birth, old age, sickness and death......

The first is the artistic conception.

Then the artistic conception spreads out and becomes a picture scroll.

Xue seems to have seen the picture of chaos giving birth to heaven and earth, the savage fight of the creatures in the wilderness, the establishment of order in spiritual life, and the orderly reproduction of all things......

Finally, the tune turns.

It's a Taoist.

He is a compassionate and compassionate person, he walks in that picture, he sets his heart for heaven and earth, he sets up his life for the people, he continues to learn for the saints, and he opens peace for all generations......