The current situation looks very critical, and the tiger has bitten Zhang Yang's head, and he is in danger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Zhang Yang has already sensed that the three Confucian students of Confucianism have come to a place a zhang away, if at this time, they have not reacted, or they have escaped, Zhang Yang has looked down on Confucianism from now on, and he will not believe that they have Haoqi Zhengqigong.

The so-called "Haoran righteousness" is the struggle against evil and darkness, no matter how small oneself is, we must maintain the inherent power of justice. If you run away when you encounter a tiger eating people, then it is not called "Haoran righteousness" at all, and without this righteousness, then how can you do the exercises?

Hearing that someone else was coming, the tiger was even more frightened, and jumped suddenly, and his body jumped out more than a foot high. And Zhang Yang was held by it, swaying from side to side, like duckweed floating in the water, looking miserable and unspeakable.

"Brute, aren't you going to let people go?" The white-clothed Confucian was furious when he saw this, and finally roared out the voice that Zhang Yang wanted to hear the most.

"Haoran Zhengqigong's reading has exceeded 10,000 volumes"

After the white-clothed Confucian roared angrily, suddenly the wind swept in the forest, and these winds gathered into countless Dao exercises, and there seemed to be countless books in the training and smashed towards the tiger.

The horses smashed on the tigers one after another, only to hear the sound of "click, click" constantly.

Then, the tiger that wanted to flee fell from the sky and collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud. All the bones in its body had been broken by the scrolls.

At the same time as the tiger fell, Zhang Yang in its mouth was also thrown aside.

At this time, Zhang Yang seemed to have just woken up, looked at the tiger with a pair of frightened eyes, and then looked at the white-clothed Confucian on the side, like a young boy who had never seen the world.

"Come here, little boy." The white-clothed Confucian shouted.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and suddenly ran quickly towards the white-clothed Confucian student. The tiger didn't chase after it, but just looked at Zhang Yang with its mouth open, revealing some cruel but helpless fierce light.

The white-clothed Confucian took a step forward to protect Zhang Yang. Then his body straightened, and a mighty righteousness surged out, shouting: "The Confucian Longquan Mansion is here, and the beasts are not far away." ”

Seeing this, the tiger didn't react at all, still roaring with his mouth open, and even with an indescribable ferocity in his eyes.

Seeing this, the white-clothed Confucian took another step forward, and his body was a little more righteous and upright. At this time, although the tiger still did not flee, his face became painful, and he began to fall to the ground and roll around, as if he could not bear the pain.

The white-clothed Confucian was stunned, this was also the first time he performed this kind of exercise in order to save Zhang Yang. He had used it countless times before, but he couldn't show it, but he didn't expect it to be used just now, and his Haoran righteousness could have such an effect, and his original purpose was just to scare the tiger away.

Since he could make the tiger so painful, the white-clothed Confucian naturally took a few steps forward.

When the tiger saw the white-clothed Confucian come forward, he suddenly bounced up from the ground and pounced on the white-clothed Confucian student.

The white-clothed Confucian had just pretended to be forced just now, so he was naturally even more afraid, and shouted again: "The book of Haoran Zhengqigong is sinking."

Then the wind rose again, and the gusts of horses were formed, and the huge tiger was smashed on the ground again and again, as if it had really sunk in the sea of books.

With a loud "bump", the tiger that pounced into the air actually exploded, and the flesh and blood flew in the smoke screen, and the white-clothed shirt was also stained with minced meat and tiger blood. Then the tiger fell to the ground, and its entire head was blown apart beyond recognition.

The white-clothed Confucian got up in shock, and two more Confucian students jumped out next to him and surrounded him: "Master Song, you are so powerful, what kind of kung fu did you use just now?" ”

The white-clothed Confucian muttered: "The Confucian Sect of Confucianism I used to ward off evil spirits, Haoran Zhengqigong, I didn't expect it to be so powerful. ”

The two Confucian students looked surprised and said: "I didn't expect that our Confucian sect also has such powerful exercises, it's really good, and I don't have to be afraid of Daomen and Momen in the future." ”

Although the white-clothed Confucian students were still in such magical doubts about their "Haoran Zhengqigong", they still said with a straight face after listening to the words of the two Confucian scholars in Tsing Yi: "We Confucianism have never been afraid of crossing the Daomen and Momen. Since we have been arguing for tens of thousands of years, we must also have the exercises to suppress them, otherwise we would have let them be wiped out long ago. It's just that the pursuit of our Confucianism is to promote the spirit of benevolence and propriety in a short life. Do not seek immortality, nor do you fight fiercely. ”

A Confucian student in Tsing Yi suddenly asked: "That master, when you were in Baili Town, the Daomen and the Momen both used their own magical powers to win over believers, why don't you also use your magical powers and recruit more disciples to strengthen the Confucian Sect." ”

The white-clothed Confucian pondered for a while before saying: "Our Confucianism has some magical powers, but they are not used to show off, but only to ward off evil spirits and protect the door, so only some great Confucians can cultivate it, and of course they will not use it to recruit disciples." As long as everyone knows that we preach the benevolence of kings, the courtiers know etiquette, learn from the sages and ancients, and teach wise descendants. ”

The white-clothed Confucian turned back to Zhang Yang behind him at this time, and hurriedly turned to him and said, "This little boy, didn't scare you just now, did you?" ”

"I was stunned just now, thank you three gentlemen for saving your life. I've seen you in Baili Town. Zhang Yang said respectfully and saluted.

Now it seems that this Confucian sect is not all useless scholars, Zhang Yang confirmed that Haoran Zheng Qigong is also real, but this white-clothed Confucian said that only great Confucians can practice this exercise, and it seems that it is not effective many times, which is a little strange.

"Hehe, Xiao Tongsheng doesn't have to be polite, Song is also passing by, just a gesture. My surname is Song Mingping, what do you call Xiao Tongsheng? The white-clothed Confucian asked. Zhang Yang said that he had seen them, but there were too many people at that time, and the distance between them was too far, and they didn't know Zhang Yang.

"Mr. Song, the villain's surname is Zhang Mingyang." Zhang Yang replied.

The white-clothed Confucian looked at the little boy named Zhang Yang in front of him, and there was a look of love in his eyes, so he asked, "How could Little Brother Zhang come to this barren mountain and mountain alone?" ”

Of course, Zhang Yang couldn't say what he really thought, so he blushed and said, "I want to go to Longquan Mansion." ”

"What are you doing in Longquan?" The white-clothed Confucian asked again.

"Go...... I can't say. Zhang Yang wanted to make up a reason, but he couldn't think of a good one, so he might as well directly say that he couldn't say it.

The white-clothed Confucian smiled and patted Zhang Yang's head: "Hehe, it's okay, everyone has something unspeakable." Let's also go to Longquan Mansion, let's go together. ”

Zhang Yang was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed.

As the white-clothed Confucian said something that Zhang Yang was even more pleased with: "If Brother Zhang has no place to stay in Longquan for the time being, he can live with us." ”

"This? Is that okay? The first time we met, thank you so much. Zhang Yang couldn't express his excitement, what he wanted.

A Confucian student in Tsing Yi next to him said: "If you don't have Brother Zhang Yang, join our Confucian sect, see how fate we have." ”

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