Confucius, under the leadership of Lie Yukou, slowly walked down the mountain!

When he went down the mountain, Confucius's face was very ugly.

"Mr. Confucius, how are you?" Lie Yukou asked.

"I'm fine, you can go back! I can go down the mountain myself! Confucius shook his head.

"However, the teacher wants me to send you down the mountain! I......! Lie Yukou frowned.

"It's okay, there's a carriage under the mountain, I'll go by myself, thank you Lao Tzu for me!" Confucius repeatedly emphasized.

Under Confucius's repeated requests, Lie Yukou could only nod, salute Confucius, and turn his head back to the top of the mountain.

Confucius looked at the disappearing back of Lie Yukou and couldn't hold back any longer.

"Poof!"

Under the duel on the mountaintop avenue, Kong Qiusheng swallowed a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't help but gush out anymore.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Confucius also withered a lot, turned his head to look in the direction of the top of the mountain, revealing a bitterness.

"Lao Tzu? What a Lao Tzu, what a moral avenue! Burst! Confucius spat out another mouthful of blood.

A great sense of frustration filled his body, and this was the first time Confucius had suffered such a fiasco.

After all, it was the best avenue that I had realized, and I felt that it was the most perfect, but in the moral realm, it was so vulnerable, and even, at that moment, my three thousand miles of avenue sensed the boundless infinity of Lao Tzu's avenue.

Yes, it is boundless, Lao Tzu's avenue is like the sea, the boundless and endless sea, which makes Confucius have a strong sense of despair, a kind of frustration.

At the same time, on the top of the mountain, on the boulder.

Lao Tzu sat upright and looked at the second cup of tea poured by Confucius because he was defeated by himself.

"Congratulations teacher, morality is paramount!"

"Congratulations to the teacher, the avenue is invincible!"

"Kongqiu's Confucian Avenue is really ridiculous!"

"In front of the teacher, the Confucian Avenue is like the light of a grain of rice, how can it compete with the sun and the moon?"

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The students wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and immediately congratulated Lao Tzu.

I was just injured by the tiger's roar, and at this moment I am angry with the enemy, and I count down Confucius and praise Lao Tzu.

Lao Tzu ignored the compliments of the students, but looked at the cup of tea that Confucius had poured for himself before leaving.

The cup of tea was still quietly placed in front of Lao Tzu, and there were some tea stains around the teacup, and it was obvious that when Confucius poured the tea, his hand was already unsteady and some were spilled.

But his hand was unsteady, and Confucius politely poured out the cup of tea.

Lao Tzu didn't feel so proud! There is not even the slightest contempt for Confucius!

Even if Confucius was defeated in his own hands, it still made Lao Tzu's heart uncalm for a long time.

"Thirty years? It only took him thirty years? Lao Tzu gently picked up the cup of tea.

Turning his head to look at the students who had just vomited blood.

These students, gifted people, have been following them for tens of thousands of years.

But this group of students is not as good as Confucius's thirty years of enlightenment.

Confucius didn't cultivate, ordinary mortals, just cultivated the Great Dao, thirty years?

Indeed, Confucius lost!

But myself, I have cultivated a Yuan Hui, 129,600 years! Not to mention the last Yuanhui, the fourth Yuanhui has also been 10,000 years.

Confucius is only thirty years old!

Thirty years of self-cultivation, to what extent?

Lao Tzu smiled slightly bitterly and gently poured Confucius's quilt tea on the big stone in front of him.

Although Confucius left, he poured himself a cup of tea even more defeated.

But, for this cup of tea, Lao Tzu has to respect Confucius, even if Confucius doesn't know, Lao Tzu has to respect Confucius.

In just 30 years, the road is 3,000 miles! What an achievement!

"Alas!" Lao Tzu let out a long sigh.

"Teacher?" The students didn't understand why Lao Tzu sighed.

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Confucius vomited blood for a while before walking down the mountain.

A huge sense of frustration lingered all over his body, and Confucius knew that the battle to find Lao Tzu Dao would definitely not be so smooth, but he didn't expect to lose so completely.

Lao Tzu is like a high mountain, a master who can't see the top.

Vomiting blood is only secondary, and the most uncomfortable thing for Confucius is the avenue he has worked so hard to create, which is not worth mentioning. The results of 30 years of hard work are so unbearable?

"Heh, hahahaha!" Confucius was a little lost.

The physical injury is acceptable, but how can the mental damage be accepted?

"Teacher!"

Just when Confucius was uncomfortable, a shout suddenly came from not far away.

Confucius looked up, but saw that Uncle Nangong Jing actually appeared not far away.

"Uncle Nangong Jing, why are you here? Aren't you in the city of Luoyi? What happened? Confucius was surprised.

When Uncle Nangong Jing saw Confucius's pale face, his face suddenly changed, and he stepped forward to support Confucius.

"Teacher, how are you?" Uncle Nangong Jing said anxiously.

"I ask you, why are you here?" Confucius asked eagerly.

"Something's wrong!" Uncle Nangong Jing said bitterly.

"Something's wrong?"

"Not long after the teacher left, Zhou Tianzi broke into our residence and wanted to find Bao Xi, but before we could search, the Phoenix Ancestor came!" Uncle Nangong Jing said respectfully.

"But it's a coincidence, this time!" Confucius endured the discomfort of his body and said.

"That Phoenix Ancestor, I don't know what method was used, even if Bao Xi hid, he still found the location at a glance, and with a finger of his hand, he broke a large hall and exposed Bao Xi!" Uncle Nangong Jing said.

"The curse that the Phoenix Ancestor gave to Bao Xi, there must be a way to find it!" Confucius endured the discomfort and said.

"The Phoenix Ancestor wants to catch Bao Xi, Zhou Tianzi was overjoyed when he saw Bao Xi, so he naturally rushed out as soon as possible, but Zhou Tianzi used a spell to cover his face, making people unable to see his appearance clearly, and blocking the Phoenix Ancestor!" Uncle Nangong Jing recalled.

"Zhou Tianzi? Ji Zhurong, heh, he still doesn't dare to show his face in front of the Phoenix Ancestor! Confucius said in a deep voice.

"Zhou Tianzi's guards praised him, and he mobilized the great Zhou qi, the 100,000 li qi golden dragon, a roar, as if attracting countless heavenly powers, as Zhou Tianzi hit the Phoenix Ancestor, at that moment, the power of the Heavenly Dao condensed a fiery red palm, tearing the sky and the earth, the power was huge, I was shocked to see it, but, for some reason, the Phoenix Ancestor, actually found a 100,000 li qi golden dragon out of nowhere, turned his hand, and waved the same move. The 100,000 miles of qi counted the golden dragon, attracting the power of the Heavenly Dao, condensing a palm and colliding with Zhou Tianzi's palm! With a collision, the void shook, and in the entire Luoyi, countless buildings collapsed suddenly, the aftermath was shaken, and countless deaths and injuries were innumerable! Uncle Nangong Jing recalled.

"Two 100,000-mile qi golden dragons?" Confucius's pupils shrank.

"Yes, I don't know the Phoenix Ancestor, how can there be a golden dragon with qi, 100,000 miles, this is only available to Zhou Tianzi, how can he also have it?" Uncle Nangong Jing said incredulously.

Confucius understood that the golden dragon of the phoenix ancestor's qi was obtained from Dayu, and the Xuannu took everything from Dayu, and even its qi and Daxia's qi were taken away by the Xuannu.

"Zhou Tianzi is powerful, but he is a little worse than the Phoenix Ancestor, and at this moment, another person came, and between his hands, countless waters fell from the sky! also scolded Zhou Tianzi, saying that he was unreasonable! Uncle Nangong Jing said.

"It's true that there is no way, he knows that he is invincible, and he also set up the battlefield in Luoyi, killing and injuring countless innocent people, isn't it a senseless faint king?" Confucius said in a deep voice.

"As soon as that person made a move, it was as if the endless water was called by him, and he wielded no less power than Zhou Tianzi, and Bao Xi shouted to him 'Gonggong'!" Uncle Nangong Jing recalled.

"Zhou Gonggong? Hehe, it's really timely! ”

"Do you work together? Zhou Gonggong, Zhou Tianzi, and Bao Xi introduced the Phoenix Ancestor outside the city, and a big battle, in the south of the city, the sky fell apart! Uncle Nangong Jing said.

"And then?" Kong Qiu looked at Uncle Nangong Jing.

Uncle Nangong Jing suddenly knelt down: "Teacher forgive your sins!" ”

"Speak quickly!" Confucius frowned.

"Then, then Ziyu and I saw the teacher!" Uncle Nangong Jing was suddenly frightened.

"See me? I've been in this mountain all along, huh? Confucius frowned.

"Yes, we were too surprised at the time, we didn't recognize it, it was still Shi Niang, we saw at a glance that the person was not the teacher, Shi Niang scolded, but saw that the person released a big net and instantly tied up Shi Niang!" Uncle Nangong Jing said.

"What?" Confucius's face changed.

Ziyu is Da Luo Jinxian, his face changed suddenly, and he hit the person who was pretending to be a teacher, and he showed his original form with a palm, which was a fierce black tiger. The black tiger dragged Shi Niang and went to the west in an instant! Teacher, disciple is guilty! Uncle Nangong Jing suddenly cried.

"Black Tiger? What does I look like? Confucius's face sank.

"Yes, Ziyu chased after me, let me report to the teacher, teacher, the student is incompetent, the student failed to see through the identity of the demon as soon as possible, teacher!" Uncle Nangong Jing suddenly cried and pleaded guilty.

Confucius's pale face showed a dignified expression.

The black tiger, Confucius also guessed who it was, it was the demon tiger released by Shao Zhengmao in the past, the Yang Tiger! Yang Hu was taken to the Song Kingdom by Sheng Jiutian to make trouble in the past, but he was defeated by himself and fled for ten years, but he didn't expect to come back.

Confucius was not very worried about Qi Guanchi's safety after all, after all, when it really didn't work, Qi Guanchi could still travel back. Travel back to the future Yeh Chichi. Qi Guanchi still has one last line of insurance.

"Yang Hu, it's coming at me!" Confucius's face sank.

"Students, students......!" Uncle Nangong Jing was extremely guilty.

"There are Ziyu chasing, it should be no big problem, get in the car, let's go west, chase them! Ahem! Confucius said.

"Yes! There must be a mark left on Ziyu Road, so I'll take the teacher there, teacher, please get in the car! Uncle Nangong Jing said eagerly.

"Poof!"

Confucius was weak and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Teacher, there are all kinds of pills in the car to nourish the yuan and replenish qi and heal the wounds, teacher, please get in the car!" Uncle Nangong Jing said eagerly.

Confucius nodded and got into the carriage.

"Drive!" Uncle Nangong Jing immediately urged the carriage and headed towards Luoyi.

Confucius had just experienced the impact of the avenue, and was in the midst of weakness, and at this moment there was news that Qi Guanchi had been taken away, so he was naturally even more exhausted.

On the way, Uncle Nangong Jing stopped the car in the ruins of Luoyi, inquired about the situation, confirmed the direction of Ziyu's departure, and was about to ask Confucius, when he found that Confucius had fainted, and he was immediately startled.

However, when he found that Confucius's injuries were improving, he was too tired and needed to rest after taking pills, so he didn't dare to disturb.

At this moment, while Confucius was asleep in the carriage, Uncle Nangong Jing drove the carriage and continued to chase towards the west.