Chapter Seventy-Three: Invitation to the Literary Society!
"Palace Master!"
In the sky, several great Confucians hurriedly fell and came to Kong Beli's side.
"What's going on?" said several Confucians, with wary expressions on their faces.
Just now, it seems that Kembelli has been attacked by someone, and even the statue of the Confucian saint has come to the rescue.
Kong Beli, but the Seven Grades Supreme Realm.
Coupled with the help of the Confucian statue, even the Eight Rank Supreme Realm could not hurt it in the slightest.
However, looking at Kemberley's current state, it doesn't seem to be particularly good.
Who is the one who attacked?
It didn't even appear in the real body, so terrifying?
"It's okay!" Kong Beli took a deep breath to calm the churning qi and blood in his body.
"Remember, don't probe into the Seven Movements of Hetang Wenqu Xing!" Kong Buli said solemnly as he remembered the terrifying aura just now.
Hearing this, several great Confucians were shocked.
Could it be that the person who attacked the palace master just now was the same person who made Meng Hetang Wenqu Xing move?
"We got it!"
Several Confucians nodded.
Even Kong Beli, who was in the Seven-Rank Supreme Realm, couldn't stop the other party's breath, let alone their great Confucians.
This matter can only be inquired about when Meng Hetang returns to the Sage Academy.
Bell!
Just as a few people were discussing, another melodious bell rang.
"Wenqu Xing Six Movements!"
"This ...... Could it be that kid from Jiuliang!"
Kong Buli and several great Confucian scholars looked at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.
Meng Hetang's Wenqu Star moved, followed by Jiuliang's Wenqu Star six movements!
Who the hell is that?
How exactly did it do it in such a short period of time?
Could it be that the other party is also a Confucian saint?
......
And at this moment, in the mountains of 100,000.
Mu Ruyi looked at the clear air that kept falling in mid-air like a waterfall, and her pretty face was full of horror.
Wenqu Star Seven Movements!
Immediately followed by the six movements of Wenqu Xing!
Meng Hetang and Jiu Liang had only entered the room for a few minutes, and they had broken through the realm one after another?
Moreover, they are all high-grade realms of Confucianism and Taoism!
What exactly did the seniors do?
In the inner hall, Meng Hetang let out a long breath of turbid air and closed the book.
From beginning to end, he just read the opening words of "Journey to the West".
However, it was these few words that made him break through.
It's not that he doesn't want to look down, it's just that now, he needs to quietly comprehend the benefits brought to him by Wenqu Xing's seven movements.
Beside him, Jiu Liang also closed the books heavily.
"Whew!"
"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!"
"Nalan Yanran, in the face of Emperor Xiao who is so resolute, you are not worthy at all!"
Jiuliang looked up to the sky and roared angrily, as if he was the one who was dismissed.
And this roar also exhaled the depression that had accumulated in his chest over the years, and the realm was naturally broken.
After a long time, the Qingqi Waterfall in the sky was finally refined by Meng Hetang and Jiuliang.
The two stood up, glanced at each other, and turned to bow to Chen Anzhi at the same time.
"Thank you for the opportunity!"
Meng Hetang and Jiu Liang now finally knew why there were only two books on the shelves.
These two books are obviously aimed at the two of them.
The seniors must have discovered their own problems in the Taiyi Holy Land, so they deliberately left Mu Ruyi to take them to this 100,000 mountain.
All of this is calculated by the predecessors.
However, from beginning to end, the seniors paid silently, and this kind of open-mindedness made Meng Hetang and Jiuliang extremely admired.
"Senior?"
Hearing Meng Hetang and Jiuliang's words, Chen Anzhi was confused.
What seniors? What chance?
You two read books and read books, what's the matter with me?
Oh, I see!
It is estimated that in this fantasy world, there are no books like "Journey to the West" and "Breaking the Sky".
These two, one is one of the four masterpieces, and the other is the pinnacle masterpiece of Xiaobaiwen.
For Confucian students, it should be at the treasure level.
"You're welcome, I'm just a porter of books!" Chen Anzhi said modestly with a smile.
Haven't the predecessors refused to admit it until now?
Meng Hetang and Jiu Conscience sighed in their hearts.
This is the real selflessness!
Thinking that their predecessors were cultivating as mortals again, Meng Hetang and Jiuliang suppressed the gratitude in their hearts and said:
"Boss, we all get it!"
Chen Anzhi: ???
You know, you know how to ......
What is this?
"Boss, a year later, the Zhongzhou Sage Academy Palace will hold a cultural meeting, and at that time, I hope the boss can come to participate!"
Meng Hetang stretched out his hand, took out a piece of exquisite jade slip, and handed it to Chen Anzhi.
"Zhongzhou, Sage Academy?"
Hearing this name, Chen Anzhi's brows furrowed.
"Sage Academy, compared to the Taiyi Holy Land, which one is more powerful?"
Belch......
Meng Hetang was stunned, how could the seniors care about this?
"With the cognition of the Immortal Fan Continent, it is naturally stronger for my Zhongzhou Sage Academy!" Meng Hetang said truthfully.
Hearing this, Chen Anzhi's eyes lit up with a gleam, and he took the jade slip over.
"Okay, I'll go if I have a chance!"
After receiving the jade slip, Chen An's heart was overjoyed.
It's stronger than the Taiyi Holy Land, the first of the top 100 holy lands in the Eastern Wilderness!
Sure enough, gold shines wherever it is, and this immortal must have valued my talent.
In a year's time, I guess I'll be able to get to the fifth level.
Seeing Chen Anzhi take the jade slip, Meng Hetang breathed a sigh of relief, and there was also joy on his face that could not be concealed.
"In that case, then I'll wait for the boss's good news!"
Meng Hetang bowed.
"By the way, I don't know if the boss minds, I'll rub a copy of this book?"
Meng Hetang hesitated for a moment, but still said his request.
"Feel free to do so!" Chen Anzhi nodded.
Anyway, it's not for sale, as long as it doesn't sell.
Hearing this, Meng Hetang nodded, took out a jade slip, and prepared to rub "Journey to the West"!
However, as soon as Yu Jian came into contact with the book, she was directly shattered by a terrifying force.
"Ahem...... But I'm confused, this contains the truth of the Great Dao, how can ordinary jade slips withstand it?"
Meng Hetang pondered for a moment and took out the Confucian Carving Knife.
The Confucian sage carved the knife out, and "Journey to the West" did not reject it.
Esoteric words leap out of the book and are engraved into the Confucian carving knife.
However, just after Meng Hetang had just printed about ten chapters, a crack suddenly appeared on the Confucian carving knife.
Seeing this crack, Meng Hetang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly withdrew the carving knife.
At the same time, he looked at "Journey to the West" in horror.
The content of this is that even the holy weapon of the Confucian saint can't bear it?
This made Meng Hetang more and more curious about the content of the book.
"It seems that I can only find a chance to come back later!"
Meng Hetang smiled bitterly, and put away the Confucian carving knife with some reluctance.
"Boss, since that's the case, Jiuliang and I will retire!"
After Meng Hetang and Jiuliang got what they wanted, they saluted Chen Anzhi, and then stepped on the Confucian carving knife and left the 100,000 Mountain.
"Welcome back next time!"