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The disciples were questioning, and the high-level was still immersed in the impossibility, but the reality was impacting their souls, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

Until they saw the Wentian Legion leave dejectedly, it could be said that they had already left the Wentian Sect, because Yun Fan's blow had pierced the military flag, their glory had been ruined, and the sect that cultivated them had also given up, and there was no point in them staying, only countless cynicisms.

The four elders didn't keep it, he knew that the Heavenly Sect needed new blood now, and this new blood was brought out by Yun Fan, each of them was a leader, and they were all talents that countless forces were vying for.

"Okay, you have made me very satisfied, it seems that my hard work has not been in vain, and now it is time to repay the benefits you mentioned." Yun Fan could see that he was very satisfied.

All the disciples showed joy, although they were injured, but it was still harmless, if you want to count the merits, Yun Fan's credit is the greatest, after all, it is he who turns things around, and he is the one who wins the chess game, but there is no way, Yun Fan is rich.

The power cultivated by oneself is, of course, the highest resource, cultivated at all costs, besides, although the cultivated heavenly and earthly treasures are sky-high, although Yun Fan has countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but they can only be limited to below the purple void, and the higher heavenly materials and earthly treasures Yunfan does not have them, only robberies or dead people's wealth has been obtained.

Yun Fan also has a headache for high-level heavenly and earthly treasures, but what is even more headache is the alchemist, Yun Fan can only squeeze the heavenly treasures into medicinal liquid, and there is no way to make him a pill, and some divine pills, Yun Fan is still very useful, and there is no way to make it again, so he has to ask Gao Ming, and now Yun Fan wants to train Zhang Fatzi into an excellent alchemist, but he doesn't know what Zhang Fatzi's intentions are.

It's not that Yun Fan doesn't have this talent, but Yun Fan doesn't want to delay his path to the top because of the trail.

Seeing that Yun Fan was suddenly silent, no one urged him, and the four elders did not leave in a hurry, but looked at Yun Fan with great interest, as if he was expecting something to reward him, the peerless patriarch.

Yun Fan's expression suddenly lit up, and he clearly analyzed the weaknesses of all the disciples, as well as the advantages of all aspects, and saw that Yun Fan's eyes were shining, and he was obviously in thought.

This thought, an hour passed, and the four elders were also a little anxious, for fear that Yun Fan would play tricks on them, but seeing that the thousands of disciples did not look anxious at all, they calmly meditated and cultivated, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and even some played chess, and some sang and danced, and played musical instruments.

It can be said that he didn't pay attention to it at all, and the four elders were also a little embarrassed, he was not even as good as a disciple, so he was restless for such a while, but he soon calmed down, meditated and cultivated, and even played ancient chess with some disciples, without the demeanor of a strong man at all, the simplest chess method, did not appear to be any master, like a simple and unpretentious disciple, it can be said that the four elders are now back to basics.

Yun Fan thought of something, suddenly opened his pensive eyes, everyone stopped what they were doing, and the day had returned to the west at this time.

Yun Fan stood up and looked at them

"Do you know where your flaws are?"

They knew that Yun Fan was trying to make up for their shortcomings, and they immediately became energetic.

Some of them gossiped, but the four elders watched with interest, like a bystander, isolated from each other.

"No, you are all wrong, your Daoji is now stable, and you have great potential, but you lack one thing, you lack experience, and it is very insufficient, I believe that you have rarely read ancient books, it can be said that you are pitiful, like illiteracy."

Yun Fan suddenly talked about literature, which made them instantly embarrassed, cultivators, non-Confucian style, do not cultivate the spirit of books, and laugh at the rivers and lakes with one fist and one kick, this is the demeanor of the strong, who will pay attention to experience, only the strong can make everyone surrender to themselves.

"Commander, we are people who practice martial arts, why do we need to read ten thousand books, we just need to practice hard!" Some people were puzzled and hurriedly retorted, but the tone was still very weak.

"Who said that, I'll give you some simple examples, but you are trapped in the big array, you don't know what kind of formation this is, what method to talk about, let alone leave, even if you are superb in cultivation, but everything is restrained, there will eventually be a big array to restrain you, or something else."

Yun Fan came one by one, so that the four elders were shocked, and all the disciples were shocked, and they were indeed like this, if they met any array Dao masters, they were indeed being played around, and they could only be at the mercy of the meat on the board.

"But if you are so strong that you are invincible, there will be no one who can restrain you." Some disciples still firmly believe that cultivation is the first, believing that only when they are strong is the only one in eternity.

"But what about the sky?"

Yun Fan asked rhetorically, everyone trembled, and their hearts roared: Yes! The heavens, the thieves and the heavenly calamities have descended, and all things have disappeared, and it is impossible to replace the heavens, because the heavens are all things!

The four elders are also in a trance, he doesn't have such a strong foundation, he doesn't have a famous teacher's guidance, he relies on his own exploration on the path of cultivation, and now he is at the peak of the purple void, a hundred years have passed, and he still hasn't taken a step, he doesn't have such ambitions at all, he wants to win the heavenly dome, and now he just wants a place to keep the old, don't have a tombstone to pay tribute to after death.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Yun Fan knew that all the disciples had acquiesced.

"Fourth Elder, I guess I have the right to read ancient books."

Yun Fan looked at Yun Fan with a hippie smile, looked at it harmlessly, looked at it carefully, and found that Yun Fan seemed to be ordering.

"Of course you can, ancient books can be consulted by any inner disciple, as long as they are not taken out, they are fine, but they are absolutely not allowed to be copied by hand."

The four elders were also helpless, although most of the soldiers were inner disciples, but there were still many outer disciples, plus Yun Fan had all spoken, how could the four elders not agree.

"Let's go, Erlangmen, experience the Confucian style, think about the original mainland Confucian saint, read people to death, maybe any of you will be lucky enough to walk on this road"

Yun Fan quipped, but this is just a dream after all, thinking that at the beginning, none of the eight hundred disciples of Confucius inherited his clothes, so he could only dissipate this Confucian style in the heaven and earth, although there were also Confucians in the imperial realm, but most of them had been annexed by Buddhism.

In a blink of an eye, the ancient book pavilion incense came, which made people feel refreshed and happy, and there was an indescribable feeling, only to see that everyone felt that the heart was sublimated, as if returning to heaven and earth, this is the charm of Confucianism and Taoism, and it is really not difficult to read people to death by virtue of reading words

After all, I have walked out of another road, like: Buddhism, the four are empty, Confucianism and Taoism, the Hundred Saints Dynasty, and the way of refining the Tao is also a long road, and it must be slowly deposited.

Push open the door, see countless ancient books, up to the realm analysis, down to ancient and modern wonders, and more piano scores, it can be said that it is like a scripture pavilion, but it has no effect, only to increase people's experience.

All the disciples began to get busy, and they all read the ancient books attentively, Yuntian fell in love with a book of the ancients, this book records all the ancestors' sayings, it can be said that they are all essences, but they are all people, for those feelings, they are all the heritage of the sect, how can it be easily passed on.

Yun Fan picked up a book at random, but it made his heart sour, the title of the book said: Hongchen is drunk.

And the book, open the first side to see a few eye-catching words:

Hongchen is drunk, drunk and reincarnated.

Yun Fan was also a generation of writers in his previous life, although he did not follow Confucianism, but he still made people praise, because Yun Fan can be said to have led countless cultivators who were addicted to the red dust, and they cheered up, but Yun Fan was degenerate.

Stroked the book and put it back into the distance.

Some disciples actually recited happily, the fragrance of books was fluttering, like children in the school, a warm scene, but there was a lack of a gentleman with a ring ruler.

"The sage said: The road is long, choose diligence as the foundation, choose endowment and supplement..."

As more and more people read aloud, the ancient book pavilion, which was originally quiet, was like a university hall, and Yun Fan was the gentleman, leading his students to read aloud ancient texts and legends.

The eyes of the four elders are already moist outside, he was born in the countryside, he deeply remembers how small the school was, he was worried about the invasion of demon beasts every day, and the poems he read aloud are to tell himself that the strong are respected, although he is now a person who has his own identity, but he lacks the original ambition, but he is old, even if he wants to achieve it, it will be useless, he can only wait for the old age to be sent to the end, watching the changes of the sun and the moon, how can he still have any heart to study.

Yun Fan flipped through it casually, for martial arts cultivators, it was enough to recite an ancient book and browse it once, never forget, ten lines at a glance, this is the simplest talent, and it is also the welfare of martial arts cultivators, and it is also convenient for stealing teachers faster in the future.

I saw that Lang Lang's book voice actually turned into a kind old man, only to see that he was born with his head on the top of the polder, his expression was dignified, his eyebrows were white, and his hand was on crutches, but he still looked very energetic.

"Kong Sheng!"

Some disciples exclaimed, but how did they know that these are the true meanings, all of which have been irrigated by Confucian Qi, and they only need to read out their feelings and thoughts, and they can trigger them, which shows that these disciples have not wasted Yunfan's time, and they are very serious about reading.

Then he quickly calmed down, because Kong Sheng had no other changes, just looking at the same, but he was very divine, according to the rumors of the Shenzhou Confucian and Taoist family, the inner disciples were all Confucianism day and night, just to see Kong Sheng's honorable face.

Although Kong Sheng was not called the king of people, but he calmed the war all his life, worked hard for mortals, and now the capital of mortals is won by Kong Sheng, to ensure the health of mortals in that life, there are countless sages and virtuous forces to protect it, it can be said to be the paradise of mortals.

The night was quiet, and I saw that the Ancient Books Pavilion was still brightly lit, and thousands of books had been read, and all the disciples were like great writers, and there was a strong demeanor in their manners.

The four elders have also left, but all the disciples are in good spirits, and there are at least one million volumes in the Ancient Book Pavilion, after all, it is the size of a small world.

"How do you feel after reading so many ancient books?"

Yun Fan asked.

"The ancestors sacrificed their own interests for the prosperity of the human race, which can be described as sacrificing themselves for others."

A disciple was deeply emotional.

"Actually, he is not like this, but he deliberately said it so nicely"

Yun Fan rolled his eyes, looking disapproving, which made people tremble.

"The ancestors had no choice but to go to war with other races for the survival of the human race."

One disciple thinks this is true, and all give examples.

"That's because there was a foreign tribe who stole his family treasure, and he used this as an excuse to lead his troops to the battle, and then robbed the clan's brother"

Yun Fan still didn't think so

Yun Fan's words completely turned the books they read into scum, which had no value, but made themselves confused.

"But if you learn that mood, this trip can be said to be a great success."

Yun Fan finished speaking easily, but it was late at night