Dong Hu smiled mysteriously.

This is a righteous treasure, he will no longer be just an iron-clad guest......

"Don't care if you can't go to any Spring and Autumn history books? Dong Lao'er, since Lone is here, you have to write a history for my Yuwen family, there are half bad words, and Lone will shatter your Spring and Autumn Valley!"

The man opposite Dong Hu swept through the long soldiers, and with a snort, he cut through the space.

He is threatening, in the hinterland of the Iron Bone Gate, one of the six Confucian gates, to threaten the guest of the Iron Bone Gate.

Even so, the fresh vegetables and fruits around him, as well as the splendid pedals, were all carefully served and delivered by the people of the Iron Bone Gate, and they were all slashed by him.

But......

Right now!

Dong Hu squinted slightly, and a snow-white light cried down from his eyes, circulating and enveloping his whole body.

Yuwen Chengdu was stunned, and said with his eyes open: "This is ...... Righteousness?"

"That's right, it's the righteous Hongguang, the person who wrote the history for the little old man condensed the righteous qi heavenly monument, and the name of the little old man is now on the righteous qi heavenly monument!"

Dong Hu's beard danced wildly, and he looked up to the sky and said with a long smile: "The Righteous Qi Heavenly Monument is a natural treasure recognized by heaven and earth...... Yuwen Chengdu, you, today, dare to shatter my Spring and Autumn Valley?

Yuwen Chengdu, Yuwen Shizi, you don't look at the iron bone gate in your eyes, but are you afraid of the character who has created the righteous monument?

Those who have righteous heavenly monuments in the past generations will become a generation of mad Confucians if they do not die!"

Hearing this, Yuwen Chengdu raised the phoenix wings and gilded, and his eyes reflected the light circulating on the phoenix wings, but he was thinking and tangled.

He was arrogant, and he suffered the loss of Baoyu when he lost his cultivation, but it was a tiger falling into Pingyang, and he had no choice.

And now, he is in his heyday, and the phoenix wings dare to smash the heavens and the earth, does he dare not make a move?

Dong Hu continued to laugh and said: "Yuwen Chengdu, Xiao Lao'er dared to write 'Zhao Dun killed his king', Xiao Lao'er is not afraid of death, and naturally he will not write the Yuwen family in such a brilliant appearance."

However, Xiao Lao'er doesn't want to die, Kong Sheng called Xiao Lao'er a 'good history', you dare to move Xiao Lao'er, it is Kong Sheng who has already stood too high, regardless of earthly affairs, but the person who made the righteous monument, can you not be afraid?

If that person achieves the Great Confucian, if you dare to kill the characters on his righteous heavenly monument, he will dare to destroy your Yuwen family!"

"Even if that person achieves the Great Confucian, Lone doesn't care about it!"

Yuwen Chengdu's pair of tiger eyes, want to close the world, the killing machine crashed through the wing, swept across the big valley, like, a heaven and evil mantle!

Faced with such a scene, the Spring and Autumn Valley was in a state of panic, and the literati, servants, slaves and maids fled in all directions, like ants that had been smashed into their nests.

There were also more than a dozen literati dressed in iron armor and armed with sharp swords......

"The six arts of a gentleman, the literati walk the world with a sword!"

"The iron bone is for the clothes, and the sword is for my minions...... Literati, the sword sweeps the world!"

The literati of the Iron Bone Gate sang war songs, and the sword light slashed straight away, standing in a ball with the evil mantle.

There are more than ten ironclad literati, each of whom has a strong sword light, and each of them has achieved a complete literary palace, and he can achieve a bachelor's degree just by waiting for the literary palace to turn into a brilliant day.

However, when they joined forces, they could only barely suppress Yuwen Chengdu's true qi and the transformation of the condensed murderous qi......

Yuwen Chengdu didn't care about the battle above his head, a pair of tiger eyes, or staring at Dong Hu with a murderous motive, Dong Hu also stared back without fear, completely without the cowardly appearance of packing up the bamboo slips and avoiding talking about it before.

Dong Hu raised his palm and wiped it gently, revealing a snow-white and wordless monument of righteousness out of thin air.

"Yuwen Chengdu, you don't put the iron bone gate in your eyes, and you don't put the person who has created the righteous heavenly monument and has the potential to become a great Confucian, but ......"

The words changed suddenly, and Dong Hu sighed: "The Righteous Qi Heavenly Monument, on it, is written by Xiao Lao'er alone?

Or, what about ten people who are not afraid?

It's just the legend of the righteous qi monument, which has created one of the six doors of Confucianism, and you Yuwen Chengdu claims to be the first proud son left over from the martial arts period, dare to say...... Hahahahaha. ”

Dong Hu looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter brought out the helplessness of a sage who wrote history books honestly, but did not have much combat strength.

That kind of pathos, fierceness, made Yuwen Chengdu smile a little admiring......

"Okay! What a Dong Hu! What a righteous monument!"

Yuwen Chengdu used his toes to pick up the phoenix wings and gild, and the cold light flashed, which made the sun dim instantly.

In the entire heaven and earth, only the gold and silver of the phoenix wings and gilded are left......

"Phoenix wings and thunder, slash!"

The cold light disappeared, Yuwen Chengdu was already standing high in the sky, and the evil that had condensed and transformed with true qi and murderous qi had disappeared.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof......

More than a dozen ironclad literati stood tall in the sky, and suddenly the ironclad armor was scattered, and the long sword turned to ashes.

They spurted blood and shot hundreds of miles, and they didn't know where they fell......

Yuwen Chengdu laughed: "How many proud sons are there in the world? There are righteous heavenly monuments, and there are also children from all over the world, good, great, great......

I'm Yuwen Chengdu, I deserve to be lonely again!"

He suddenly slammed down and laughed wildly: "Iron Bone Gate, for the lonely people, come to the bachelor, must be a bachelor!

Lonely, this one, there is no ultimate joy~~~"

Laughing wildly, domineering and unparalleled......

In the midst of the ruins, Dong Hu stroked his beard and smiled, took the bamboo slip tremblingly, and slowly wrote: 'There is Yuwen Chengdu today, the age is not standing, and under the bachelor, the hegemony is unparalleled......

After the pen was put down and the ink stopped, the ordinary bamboo slips suddenly had a cold glow of black iron.

The historical facts written by the sages of the historian are not Confucianism and cannot be broken!

Yuwen Chengdu is located in the hinterland of the Tang Dynasty and is prosperous.

In the northernmost part of the Tang Dynasty, next to the 100,000 mountains, there is a simple tea shed, but it is also a little elegant......

At this time, a group of people came to the north of the tea shed, dressed simply, but their temperament was extraordinary.

Among them, there is Wu Neng, who has a relieved face, and Wu Neng, who has a scattered face, singing mournful songs, but his eyes are full of light.

Of course, there are also several sons of Wu Neng, who are complaining......

They went all the way to the south, spared the Qinggang Peak, and crossed the 100,000 mountains with the treasures of the collector's family, all the way was very hard, and there were also 10,000 crises, and they almost had to bury their bones in the mountains.

But it's worth it, it's worth it!

Since they were leaving the Great Zhou, Wu didn't have to come to see the legendary scene of the Tang Dynasty, and at this time, they finally arrived at the realm of the Tang Dynasty......

"If the lock of the Yangtze River is opened, the stone will be broken, and the high-ranking officials will sell it cheaply and no one will buy it. To whom do you speak with resentment?

The old tears blow on the face, the lonely city is a piece, and the eyes are pierced.

The remnants of the bloody battle, jumping out of the encirclement, the old country is bitterly in love, who knows that the song is left with an empty feast?

The first line of the Yangtze River, Wutou Chuwei Road is 3,000.

All belong to other surnames, and the rain turns over the clouds. The cold waves roll east, everything is empty and smoke......"

Wu Neng sang a mournful song, and when he saw someone in the tea shed in front of him, he wept even more.

He sang all the way, not to mention his sons, even if his old father Wu didn't need to hear it, he was tired......

And at this time, well, you can sing it to others, even if it's just the marginal of the Tang Dynasty, the humble tea shed, and the ordinary people?

Wu Neng looked ahead and found that there were two people in the tea shed.

One of them, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, was a businessman in a tea shed, and his arms were quite thick, and he was a rough man at best, while the other was dressed in a white Confucian shirt, and at best he looked like a showman.

So, he sang a little happily......

"O Na man, you have a tune with music, you should change the word. ”

'The white-clothed Xiucai' laughed, swayed the goose feather fan, and sang in a very warm voice: "Laughing and drinking long songs, how many things is difficult for him......?

"Shut up!"

This annoyed Wu Neng, just an ordinary talent, and he wants to say that his music talks about his tune?

Well, it's not his, this is Jia Baoyu's "Peach Blossom Fan", but that's it, he refuses to let others say it......

Who is Jia Baoyu?

Turning his hand forced him to withdraw from the court, such a character is stronger than him.

Therefore, Jia Baoyu's "Peach Blossom Fan", he refused to let anyone talk about it......

The temper is anxious, annoying, annoying, Wu can look left and right, and find that there is no one else, and then think about it, here is the Tang Dynasty again, what does he care about 、、、 、、、 literati demeanor of his mother?

He didn't want to kill innocent people, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat ......

"Boy, look at your low talent, at most, show your talent, right?"

"Boy, old man, I'm a pillar jinshi. ”

"Boy, change the lyrics and songs, stand up obediently, and let the old man beat him up. ”

Wu Nengwei smiled and walked forward.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the strong man who opened the tea shed smashed the tea cup and roared sullenly: "Outsiders dare to spread wild in Lao Tzu's territory?"

The strong man looked at the ragged clothes of Wu Neng and his party, and then looked at the snow-white clothes of 'Xiucai', and muttered: "It's an outsider here, and the clothes are clean here, it should be a local, right?" Lao Tzu has lived here for hundreds of years, and he is half a local, Lao Tzu ......

Damn, Zhang Fei said that Lao Tzu is a regional megalomaniac, and Lao Tzu will just pay him back!"

After that, the strong man pointed out, and his thick and black fingers were pointed out without any fireworks, aiming at Wu Neng's head.

Wu doesn't have to be shocked, this finger is clearly going to shatter Wu Neng's Wen Palace, and the aftermath brought by this finger makes him, the title Jinshi, unable to move a bit?

Terrible!

Terror!

Wu doesn't have to cry.

This, this, this......

Do the people in the countryside tea sheds of the Tang Dynasty have the strength to surpass the title of Jinshi?

Wu Neng is even more miserable, he is targeted, and in terms of feeling, he is more uncomfortable than Wu Wu.

He found out that this strong man's finger had no intention of killing him, and it would not stop his cultivation. It is very accurate, but it is just to crack his Wen Palace and make him unable to enter an inch for ten years.

However, this makes him even more uncomfortable......

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a white light appeared on the strong man's body, and he scratched his head in surprise: "For General Yan's head?

Muttering, Yan Yan pursed his mouth and slapped out, not cracking Wu Neng's Wen Palace, just slap it casually.

But......

"I had to crack the Wen Palace just now, why did I change the slap? This slap, old man, no, the younger generation can't afford it!"

This slap was a little heavier, and Wu Neng felt that he would be slapped to death, and almost cried.

Wu doesn't need to be even more pathetic and unspeakable, but he can kill him as a titled jinshi!

As soon as he arrived at the realm of the Tang Dynasty, the gate was about to be destroyed, and Wu didn't regret it, and he couldn't express it in words......

"Huh?"

Yan Yan's palm stopped again, and he scratched his head again: "How do you feel that you have something to do with the person who wrote the Righteous Qi Heavenly Monument?"

His leopard eyes glared, and he rushed over to everyone in the Wu family: "Tell me quickly, who wrote the Righteous Qi Heavenly Monument......

No, where did you come from?

As soon as these words came out, the 'white-clothed Xiucai' next to him covered his face with a goose feather fan, revealing a pair of very warm eyes, and looked at Yan Yan with an idiotic look.

"Reckless, the one who cast the Righteous Heavenly Monument has clearly not even reached the bachelor's degree. Heaven and earth, how could you allow you, a martial emperor with the strength of a great Confucian, to influence that person's growth?"

Sure enough, I saw the mountains, forests, grass and trees, and even the slight wind stopped for a moment, and after this moment, Wu Bu, Wu Neng, including several unsuccessful heirs of the Wu family, all disappeared without a trace.

Yan Yan spat in embarrassment, and took a sip of coarse tea, "Ge Laozi, heaven and earth sent them back, Lao Tzu shouldn't be angry." ”

"Reckless!"

'White-clothed Xiucai' followed suit.

Yan Yan smashed the coarse porcelain tea bowl with a snap, and glared at it with big eyes: "Lao Tzu just helped you, you don't know how to ...... Ge Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is now sprinkled with fire, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will give you a tart (slap)?"

"Believe it now, but you won't believe it later. ”

The white-clothed Xiucai swayed the goose feather fan complacently, and said with a smile: "At the beginning, you were guarding Ba County, but you were arrested by Zhang Fei, and said 'There are decapitated generals in our state, and there are no generals'. ”

Hearing this, Yan Yan retreated frantically, and two Xuanhua big axes appeared out of thin air on the stubby palm.

"Who is coming? I will not kill the nameless people!"

"What about your soldiers? buried, or broken? Why are they two broken axes?"

'White-clothed Xiucai' smiled lowly: "Speaking of which, we can be regarded as related, you are on the Righteous Qi Heavenly Monument, and Ying is also on the ......

Or for the teacher's table, the ghosts and gods cry strongly......

Yan Yan, you, do you remember Ying?"

Syllable!

Yan Yan gave himself a big-eared melon seed, and according to his words, he gave himself a tart.

He threw away the Xuanhua axe, wiped his hands vigorously on the coarse cloth clothes, and bowed:

"Under the seat of General Zhang Yide, the junior general Yan Yan, meet the military advisor ......"

Here are old friends meeting and having old wine, and the court of the Great Zhou over there is not very pleasant.

Silently, Wu Bu's family was changed by heaven and earth, and when it appeared, it was already under the ruins of the Great Zhou Jinluan Treasure Palace, that is, the Fengtian Temple.

A few unsuccessful heirs wanted to push away the broken wall on their heads, and they were immediately held down by Wu Bu and Wu Neng......

"Jia Baoyu can't be a secretary of the ministry!"

"It would be nice if Wu didn't need an adult to be there, An Neng is this little rampant?"

"Jia Baoyu, it's wrong for me to wait for a reversal, but you can't be a secretary of the ministry!"

Listening to the voice coming from above his head, Wu Wu's face twitched, and twitched again.

He looked at Wu Neng and found that Wu Neng looked crying and mourning, and said, "Father, what are we doing...... Coming back?"

Yes, it's back again, Wu doesn't have to know what's going on, but no matter how you think about it, it must be the relationship between the righteous qi monument you heard.

can make such an earth-shattering treasure, he thinks with 、、、his ass, and knows that it won't be these pickled things in the court that even he can't compare.

So, is it Jia Baoyu?

He was thinking about it when a cry suddenly came from above his head: "If Wu doesn't need Lord Wu to be there, how can you allow Xiao'er to run rampant?"

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