The Great Yi Dynasty, Jinling City, Confucius, the smoke and rain of the south of the Yangtze River shrouded all directions, and the heaven and earth seemed to be dressed in a thin veil in the haze, the flowers were not flowers, the fog was not fog, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom on a pavilion. An old man with a white beard and white hair held a white child, and an old monk in a tattered robe was happy to kill.

Next to a cup of tea, the rain has passed the sky and the clouds are clear**, this color is made of dense-colored porcelain fired by the first kiln in the south of the Yangtze River in the future. The cup is dense color, the tea is Longjing, a wisp of fragrance, spiraling out, gently drifting on the gazebo with the wind, refreshing people's hearts, there is a strong fragrance that cannot be dissolved rippling in the smoke and rain.

The black and white chess pieces, all crystal clear, exude a star-like light, reflecting the boundless mountain scenery, making a crisp sound like a jade plate. The thought of the Wang family's thunder tribulation flashed.

The white-haired old man seemed to be moved, glanced at Fang Xiang of the palace and said: "The idea of the old man Wang's divine stick, four thunder tribulations, his son has only now comprehended one thunder tribulation, the luck of the Great Yi Dynasty, aren't you an old monk worried at all?" ”

The old monk smiled and said: "Wang Lao Shen Shen Stick himself is not worried, what am I worried about, after the Battle of Red Iron, this old guy blocked 100,000 soldiers and horses with one person and one sword, and ended up almost dead, which was caused by him."

The luck of the Great Yi Dynasty is not so easy to decline, there will always be tall people on top, and the monk will worry about what to do. There is still that demon on the horizontal and vertical Jinluan Palace, and if they don't kill the one on the dragon chair in Jinling City, the monk will not bother to care about them. The monk promised the old guy to keep his children and grandchildren, not that he promised to keep his country. ”

At this moment, above the Confucian Mansion. The sky was full of blood, like the sound of wailing on the Yellow Spring Road. Echoing in mid-air, that magic sound. There is a kind of pain that tears people's souls, as if the heart has been shattered into countless pieces, sprinkled all over the ground, and in the boundless darkness, there is no longer the slightest light.

All around, a bewitching blood-red color. The wind was fierce, like a merciless storm, sweeping through the Confucian Mansion, and the entire Confucian Mansion was up and down. All the scholars were stunned by the idea that the wind would destroy everything.

At this moment, the scholars who were the literati center of the Great Yi Dynasty thought the most in their hearts, could this be to destroy the Confucian Mansion.

A fierce aura rose to the sky, the aura was wanton, like a wild dragon churning up and down, blood-colored lightning loomed in it, the wild breath spread in the air in an instant, and a blood-red shadow went straight to the Spring and Autumn Hall, the main hall in the middle of the Confucian Mansion.

The white-haired old man sighed. With a white hand in his hand, he lightly landed on the chessboard, and then said very regretfully: "Luo Guanying, this guy, can't live in peace at all, the affairs of the younger generations." It's good to let the younger generations fight for it, and care about what to do so much. ”

Haoran is righteous and imposing. A cyan dragon roared out, and the old man gently grabbed a white chess piece. Flex your fingers pop out and turn into a perfect curve in mid-air. Suddenly, a brilliant starlight was left in the void, turning into a galaxy and shining in the sky above the Confucian Mansion.

For a while, the stars were magnificent, and the light shone in all directions, blooming with sword light. The sword qi was like a dragon's roar, tearing through the blood-colored sky, and for a while, the blood-colored sky disappeared, and the wind swept away, and it was also blocked out by the long galaxy.

In the void, the Spring and Autumn Hall was surrounded by a galaxy, and the monk also raised his hand to shoot a Buddha light, the golden light was brilliant, and the Sanskrit sound was everywhere.

The Spring and Autumn Hall immediately stabilized like Mount Tai.

At this moment, above the pavilion, a blood-colored bewitching figure appeared. Half-human, half-ghost, erratic, emitting bursts of gloomy and cold breath.

The white-haired old man frowned and said: "Luo Guanying, why are you doing this, if you don't make a move, maybe you still have ten years to fight for your Luo family, this time, if you really dare to go all out, then I dare to say, within three months, it will be the time for you to return to the west, do you believe it or not?" ”

At this moment, the blood-colored figure Luo Guanying made a hoarse voice like a knife scraping on a broken gong, as if it was the last struggle before death, and shouted: "Kong Xijiu, I don't need you to talk about my affairs, I know very well myself, isn't it just a life?"

The old god stick is finished early, and I'm not afraid to take that road, it's just a matter of sooner or later, what's the big deal. I don't believe it, the arrangement of the Holy Martial Emperor, you don't know, this is the rhythm of our three major families.

Wang Shouren, the hardcore mad dog of the Holy Martial Emperor, has already mastered the idea of the old god stick's thunder tribulation, if it is said that I will not do something this time, my Luo family, this time I will jump the dragon gate, I am afraid that I will be eaten by others, and there will be no bones left.

Also, the matter over there in the palace, I don't believe you don't know, the Holy Martial Emperor wants to use that thing, it is also against the rules, and I don't see you to stop it, but you have the leisure to play chess with this old bald donkey? ”

Obviously, Luo Guanying knew the movements in the palace and knew that Wang Shouren had mastered the Wang family's Flame and Thunder Tribulation thoughts, so he couldn't sit still.

Kong Saijiu said very calmly: "Wang Shouren comprehended the Heavenly Demon Knife, and the old god stick's Flame Thunder Tribulation thoughts are faintly restrained, this matter He can comprehend the first layer of the Flame Thoughts, it is already a great luck, not enough evidence, as long as your Luo family has made some gains in this Leaping Dragon Gate, the same thing as the Luo family is that someone understands your thoughts, isn't the situation balanced?" ”

Luo Guanying continued to be erratic, obviously pondering the gains and losses of this matter, and in a trance, Luo Guanying asked: "Master Daoyan, I can't believe this hypocrite, you can tell me, if the person in the palace violates the rules and uses something that should not be used, you will stand on that side." ”

Master Daoyan said with a smile: "Don't worry, the monk is just standing on the side of the truth, everyone has to abide by the rules in the matter of Yuelongmen, even if the people in the palace dare to break the rules, the monk will not agree, after all, the monk is also one of the people who set the rules, and the monks do not lie."

If you snatch that thing away now, it's actually useless, but if you let the younger generations of your Luo family fight harder, when the time comes, you will shine in Yuelongmen, and you may not have a chance to regroup. ”

Luo Guanying glanced at Fang Xiang in the Spring and Autumn Palace, and unwillingly glanced at the Confucius Wine and Daoyan Master in the pavilion, knowing that these two were here. Even in your heyday, there is no way to win. Therefore, step back. It is also the best choice.

Luo Guanying snorted, and said unwillingly: "Okay, I'll give the two of you a face, but don't blame me for saying ugly things to the front, if someone dares to break the rules, don't blame me for being unkind." Hypocrite, next time you dare to stop me, even if there is Xinghe chess, I will destroy you. ”

If it really breaks the thoughts of the Luo family. It is conceivable that Luo Guanying will never let go, and the last power that erupts from bloodthirsty thoughts, if it is said to destroy half of Jinling City, it is not impossible.

Luo Guanying put down two cruel words, and the blood-colored figure turned into a crimson thought, and instantly conjured into a bloody light and disappeared in the sky above the Confucian Mansion.

At this moment, Kong sacrificed wine and gently drew a divine pattern in the void. A white chess piece flew back in an instant.

A chess piece can transform into a galaxy, which is the treasure of the Confucian Mansion Xinghe chess.

Gently picked up the dense-colored porcelain and smelled the fragrance of Longjing in the teacup. He didn't drink it, but said worriedly, "Say, you say." Luo Guanying this time, even if he didn't get to five thunder tribulations. It's almost over, and I think he really wants to give it a last-ditch shot. If it weren't for you, old bald donkey, being here. Then I think that Xinghe Chess may not be able to intercept him. ”

Luo Guanying, the old head of the Luo family, a master of four thunder tribulations, is said to have the hope of impacting five thunder tribulations before he was seriously injured, and he has been silent for many years, so he should be awakened by the flame thoughts of Dingyuan Gong of the Wang family.

This old guy almost rushed to the Spring and Autumn Palace, so that Kong Saijiu secretly pinched a cold sweat.

At this moment, although Jean used Xinghe Chess to stop Luo Guanying's thoughts, in the end, he could feel how amazing the violent energy that erupted from Luo Guanying's thoughts.

This time, there is a Taoist monk, so he may be worried that there is no chance of winning with one enemy and two enemies, so he retreats gloomily, but if someone in the Dayi Dynasty dares to break the rules, then at this time, it can be imagined how powerful the destructive power of Luo Guanying, who has not many lives, will burst out.

Kong Saijiu looked at the direction of the Ming Hall of the Imperial Palace, and said with a look of worry about the country and the people: "The golden dragon chair of the Great Yi Dynasty, who would have thought that under the dragon chair, there is a staircase full of miserable white dry bones and Yin Hong's blood, and how much torment and pain you have to endure to walk on that dragon chair." ”

After the words came out, the Confucian Mansion seemed to exude a different kind of brilliance, and the aura of Haoran formed a rainbow road in mid-air, traversing the sky above the Confucian Mansion, and the murderous aura left by Luo Jiaying's bloodthirsty thoughts was swept away in an instant, and the aura of Haoran lasted forever.

A cup of tea, fragrant and overflowing, dark green tea leaves in the light red tea, flying up and down, the red mud small stove is booming, but it is not the snow season in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is just a smoke and rain, after all, it is to be opened, the chaotic court pattern of the Dayi Dynasty.

As the sacrificial wine of the Great Yi Dynasty, how can it be alone, and as the spiritual symbol of the literati of the Great Yi Dynasty, how can Confucius be alone.

The tall gate of the Confucian Mansion, a pair of golden couplets stand proudly in the wind and rain, exuding the vicissitudes of eternity. With the national Xianxiu Anfu honorable mansion, the same day and the old article moral saint family.

The wind is sluggish, the rain is far away, just like the rivers and mountains of the Great Yi Dynasty, behind a piece of flowers, there are many holes hidden that are not considered to be outsiders.

The Taoist monk smiled honestly and said: "The Buddha said that I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, I know that it is not easy to stay on that dragon chair, but there are still many people who want to climb up, and the Holy Martial Emperor may have been forced to use the thing in the palace, and for the royal family, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."

However, it was the Great Yi Dynasty, and the peace time was too long, and everyone seemed to have forgotten that their glory and wealth were desperately exchanged for by their ancestors. It's time to go through a baptism, a battle of luck, ups and downs, heroes in the twilight, and finally a wisp of floating clouds. ”

The national teacher of the Great Yi Dynasty has such a detached attitude towards the Great Yi Dynasty, as if the open and secret battles in the court and the bloody battles on the rivers and lakes have nothing to do with his Taoist monks. In the palace, the drizzle is one after another, sprinkled with jade-like willow leaves, bluestone streets, a thin horse, a groom, and a young man in a moon-white robe.

The young man in the moon-white robe strolled through the streets, walking slowly and said: "Old Fan, I don't like it, Da Yi goes out to this nobleman, and he has to bring a horse, if he doesn't go out with a horse, he will be embarrassed to greet others." What kind of rule is this, you can't say that your horse is more majestic than mine, you must be more capable than me, right? ”

The bad old man Lao Fan opened his slightly drunken eyes in a daze, and said a little vaguely: "Very good, very good, without this rule, how can I drink three taels of silver and a jar of green plum wine." ”

Yuebai Youth was a little speechless, yes, a bad old man like Xiangshi Lao Huang, if it weren't for the fact that the palace really couldn't find an older person to raise horses for him, it is estimated that this old guy would have been kicked out a long time ago.

The palace is not a good hall, and it will not raise useless people, even if it is a subordinate of the palace, there is no one who eats dry food.

The young man was speechless, but then looked at it, the Yellow Crane Tower stood proudly at the end of the long street, standing on the top floor of the Yellow Crane Tower, looking at it with the extreme eye, the mighty river, rushing endlessly, day and night to go to the building, it is a major scenic spot in Jinling City.

The Yellow Crane Tower is naturally the most famous restaurant in Jinling City. It seems that if you don't go to the Yellow Crane Tower for a drink, you are embarrassed to say that you have been to Jinling City.

The young man in the white robe this month is naturally Wang Chan, Wang Chan's maid was beaten, and Luo Changfa of the Luo family beat him, the reason is that Wang Chan defeated Shi Yuhu, Shi Yuhu of the Shi family is the tenth young master of the Da Yi Dynasty Hidden Dragon List, since Wang Chan defeated Shi Yuhu, that is to replace his position on the hidden dragon list, Luo Changfa wants to be on the hidden dragon list, naturally he wants to challenge Wang Chan.

At that time, after Lao Fan Yi said, Wang Chan understood that feelings, Xiao Liuli was beaten, and that was because of his own reasons.

If you want to go to Luo's house to find Luo Changfa for revenge, who knows, Lao Fan took out a crumpled letter from the dirty cotton clothes that had not been washed for several months, and the war letter sent by Luo Chang invited Wang Chan to the Yellow Crane Tower to talk about it, saying that it was a story, but it was actually a challenge.

The Wang family has Wang Shouren, a half-step thunder tribulation master, in charge, and stupidly going to the Wang family to challenge, this is a move with his brain in water. Although the younger generation can't challenge the older generation, is Wang Shouren a person who talks about the rules?

It seems that no one wants to gamble on this. Therefore, it is the wisest move to make an appointment with Wang Chan to go to the Yellow Crane Tower and defeat Wang Chan by the way. (To be continued......)