More and more people gathered, with Baoyu as the center, from the outside to the inside, they were Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi, Bachelor and University Scholar, all of whom were from the Great Zhou, spontaneously gathered around and gathered to protect Baoyu in places other than Yamen.

But

No one is clear,

At this time, their central point is also the person they are protecting the Dharma.

Heart...... I'm scolding my mother!

What the?

What the hell is going on?

Baoyu thought to herself.

The Great Day of the Wengong Palace has risen to a terrifying height of three billion zhang, and after another two billion zhang, it will meet the burning of the real fire of the Great Day, which is terrifying, and Baoyu does not want to really plunge into it and burn himself into a cloud of black ash.

No!

was burned to the Wen Palace by the real fire of the Great Day, and he couldn't even leave ashes!

Baoyu made a decision to give up temporarily when the great day of the Wengong Palace rose to 4.5 billion zhang, and the art of war is to avoid its edge, if it is 4.5 billion zhang, there is no possibility of Confucianism condensing, and he will definitely retreat temporarily.

Lives matter,

That's right, a small life matters!

Baoyu had already made a decision.

However, at this time, Wengong was at a height of 3 billion zhang, and it was still far from 5 billion zhang, even if it was still far from the height of 4.5 billion zhang set by itself, there was still a long way to go.

But

That's right, Baoyu is already messy.

The plan that had been set before was completely disrupted, because at this moment, at this moment, the feeling in my heart was really the kind of MMP that could not be expressed in words.

If I have to put it in words, it is:

God, 、、、 me 、、、?

According to the records of Yamen, when the great sun of the Wengong Palace rises, once the feeling of condensing the Confucian heart arises, this feeling will become bigger and bigger, and when it reaches a critical point, the Confucian heart can be condensed.

And under Baoyu's feeling, before, when he was subjected to the seven-colored extinguishing divine light, this feeling did not increase, but it was not weakened, but at this time, the feeling was constantly weakening, and the possibility of condensing his Confucian heart was also getting lower and lower.

Never mind

It doesn't matter.

Baoyu has long planned to avoid the edge for the time being, and the whole world flips the table, Baoyu thinks that he doesn't have that much ability, saying cruel words, losing his temper, all of which are to give himself a breath of air, if you really can't do it, it's a big deal, let's come back next time.

Baoyu didn't mind being weakened, and with his cultivation speed, he would soon reach the peak of a scholar again.

Not once, let's do it twice, three times, okay?

Baoyu didn't plan to succeed at once, nor did she plan to give up completely like Li Taibai.

But at this time, messy, aggrieved,

Baoyu couldn't wait to look up to the sky and scolded: "Heaven and earth, do you want Lao Tzu to condense Confucianism?"

No wonder Baoyu is crazy, success and failure actually have an omen, with the omen, Baoyu can be auspicious and avoid evil, success is the best, if it is not successful, we can also retreat, right?

But

What now?

With the rise of the Great Day of the Wen Palace, Baoyu's feeling of condensing Confucianism began to strengthen, and then ......

Wow~

Suddenly

Fell to the bottom.

The feeling of condensing Confucianism has always been constantly enhanced, and if it has remained the same as just now, Baoyu can accept it, but at this time, the feeling of condensing Confucianism is like a roller coaster, and after falling to the bottom, it suddenly pulls it up.

This time it was so much that Baoyu felt that in the next moment, he could condense his Confucian heart!

And then~

Go on

Wow~~~

The feeling of condensing the Confucian heart fell to the bottom again, and then it took on a curve, swaying back and forth.

To succeed,

It's not possible!

It's possible to succeed again,

It's time to reach the top!

I'll be able to unite my heart soon!

And then......

Wow!

I'm sorry, but it's impossible to succeed~~~

This is the result of the Qingqiu Fox Clan's Thirty-six Heavenly Great Array and Jia Xichun's continuous wrestling with Tianji, however, Baoyu didn't know about it, only knew that his heart was swaying with the curve of his feelings, and he was like a stubborn stupid donkey, with a pole tied to his neck, and a radish hung on the pole, he rushed up, and with a bite, swish, the radish shook away.

has been trying, but it is a paradox that cannot be completed;

It's almost over, and in fact, it's a cycle that can never be touched.

Stupid donkey?

Stupid donkey.

Stupid donkey!!

Baoyu felt that he was being played with by the whole world, leading his neck, his anger was getting bigger and bigger, his eyes were getting darker and darker, and his hair was more and more violent like a demon.

"Hehe, heaven and earth, you are, forcing me to lift the table!"

Baoyu raised his head and looked at his own Wen Gong Day.

Height: 3.5 billion zhang;

Height: 4 billion zhang;

Height: 4.5 billion zhang!

At this time, he had reached the height that Baoyu had set to retreat, however, Baoyu did not flinch and allowed Wengong Dari to continue to rise.

Scorching heat, as the Wen Palace rises, you can feel the terrifying heat of the Great Sun True Fire.

Baoyu couldn't relax, everything Wen Gong felt was magnified and reflected in his body a hundred thousand times, at this moment, his body seemed to have countless ants gnawing, the pain of being bitten, and the toxins that ants made people's bodies hot, completely tearing Baoyu's muscles and nerves.

Every inch of skin, every muscle, and even every cell that penetrates deep into the bone marrow is atrophiing and necrosis, producing pain like Ling Chi's torture, and then, under the nourishment of talent, grows or comes back to life.

Cycle after cycle, pain will not stop,

This is a terrible torture that makes people die and live but can't die!

It's time to retreat,

It is time to retreat!

A good literati is not afraid of death, and he must move forward, but it does not mean that he must die!

However, Baoyu held his head high, watched, and continued to watch.

He was looking at his own Wen Palace, and he was also scolding his damn God!

At this time, the feeling of condensing Confucianism has reached its peak, as if he is going to condense Confucianism in the next moment, how can he give up? However, the Wengong, which has risen to 4.9 billion zhang, is already forcing him to give up.

4,910,000,000 zhang;

4,930,000,000 zhang;

4.95 billion zhang!

Baoyu found out that he was wrong, he thought that the Wen Palace could withstand ten breaths at a height of five billion zhang, but at this time, the Wen Palace began to collapse, and it was only burned a few times by the Great Sun True Fire, and the Wen Palace, which was solid and almost indestructible, exploded into a dense crack.

The crack was created, and then disappeared, not restoration, but the entire palace of Wen, which was burned into a golden slurry.

It's like, the prototype of the literary courage that was tempered before!

And at this time,

suddenly

The feeling of condensing Confucianism has declined sharply, which also means that he must take back the Wen Palace! He must give up! It is also ...... It is necessary to escape the terrible temperature of the Great Sun True Fire!

However, Baoyu was furious, completely angry.

"You want me to lift the table, then I'll lift the table!"

Baoyu roared angrily, roared and rushed into the sky, his body exploded into a pitch-black star, he didn't want to use this thing, a few strategies forced himself to this point, if you export this out, it is a blessing or a curse, it's really hard to say.

But now......

No matter what,

Nothing more!

The heart swayed up and down like a roller coaster, and Baoyu had been shaken out of the real fire, and the anger burned into a monstrous demonic flame, and then, the righteous qi that burst out with talent and brilliance enough to sweep the nine heavens and ten earths.

"I, Jia Baoyu!"

Baoyu shouted his name, word by word, and his voice came to the world like a thunderbolt:

"Today, I, Jia Baoyu, am willing to be a literati, a great wish of Buddhism, and a Taoist ambition, I Jia Baoyu is an ordinary man, but from a small student to today, have I ever lost the people?

Heaven and earth, you don't let me become a great Confucian, you don't have a reason!

You don't want me Jia Baoyu to become a great Confucian, because my Jia Baoyu's strategy is complicated?

My Jia Baoyu's strategy, which one is not for the people's livelihood?"

Crazy, completely insane!

By saying this, are you questioning the whole world?

Saying this, it means that Jia Baoyu is going to work hard?

Melodious, melodious and the subordinate bachelors knelt on the ground together, raised their heads, their eyes were like stars, but they were full of tears: "Pick up the stars, mighty!"

The literati and common people of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty also knelt down one after another, held the ever-bright lantern high, and kowtowed: "An Guogong, my sect leader, mighty!"

Of course, there are also the hearts of the beautiful women and the resentment of their daughters, Sister Lin, Qingwen, Bai Nanyan and Xue Ying'er all raised their heads, looked at Baoyu's figure in the sky, and said nothing.

Musk Yue and Xue Baochai were even more resentful, and they opened their mouths before they passed the door, looked at Sister Lin, and didn't dare to speak.

At this time, Baoyu laughed and said, "Good! Very good!"

Heaven and earth, if you want me Jia Baoyu to give a central point of view, I Jia Baoyu will give it to you!

You, listen to Lao Tzu!"

Baoyu raised his palm and grabbed it suddenly, and the skin and flesh of the entire palm exploded into blood-red minced meat, and blood gushed out, and was controlled by Baoyu in the palm.

Then, Baoyu used the palm of his hand as a pen, blood as ink, and made paper out of boundless emptiness, without stopping, continuously, and wrote......

'One, I, Jia Baoyu, set my heart for heaven and earth!

Both, I, Jia Baoyu, set up a life for the people!

Three, I, Jia Baoyu, continue to learn for the saints!

Fourth, I, Jia Baoyu, are for eternity...... You can open the peace!'

The blood-red characters swept across the boundless world, Baoyu waved the blood-colored characters, and his strong talent turned into an infinite impact, and the blood-colored characters rushed to the highest place in the sky.

He turned around, folded his hands behind his back, and sneered like self-deprecation: "Big words! empty words! Empty words! Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations! I, Jia Baoyu, didn't want to say it, because I didn't dare to say it, I didn't dare to admit that I would always do it, but ......"

Baoyu looked up to the sky and laughed: "I am a demon, but before today, I, Jia Baoyu, have always done it for myself, but,

Why didn't you set your heart for heaven and earth?

Why didn't you make a life for the people?

Why didn't you continue to learn for the sake of the saints?

Why not, want to make peace forever?

People don't live up to me every day, I'm Jia Baoyu, why be afraid!"

Madness!

Atmosphere!

Domineering!

However......

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