Hula!

The old man was shocked in his heart, and he got up suddenly, ignoring the drop of the ancient scroll, and then looked at An Qisheng's eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

This, how is this possible?!

Qi is precious to purple, and it is extreme to reach the sky.

How much more is this kind of gas expensive?

It's simply the supreme and the most noble!

Even if it is a vast Zhou, there are only a few people who can have such a number of qi, and even what he has seen in his life is not as expensive as this!

Even that adult didn't have such luck.

Luck, luck, get from the sky, raise in people, through tempering, become in Wenda.

Some people are born poor, and some people are born rich, but even if the emperor is the emperor, he will be the third prince, and he must become his position, so that he can have such luck!

Before the position, nothing more than that.

The person in front of him, weak and eye-sick, is the fate of middle-aged misfortune, looking at the sea of people is mediocre, how can he be so angry?

"Huh?"

An Qisheng sighed lightly, but he was also a little surprised in his heart.

Can this old man really spy on his life?

He was surprised in his heart, and then calmed down, and between his thoughts, he covered his qi and prevented outsiders from easily snooping.

He preached to the worlds, respected several times, and gathered his own qi, although he didn't care about the numerology, but obviously this old Confucian was not like this.

What surprised him was not that the old man could see his qi, but that the moment the old man spied on him, he felt a trace of familiarity.

"No, it's not."

The old man stood stunned for a long time before returning to his senses.

Ignoring the surprised eyes of Ram Yan and Qiao Qi'er, he silently recited the magic in his heart and pointed to it in front of him.

immediately looked at An Qisheng again, but he directly performed the Confucian supernatural power 'Heaven and Man Wangqi Technique'!

Airplanes~

The light between his eyes lit up and went out, and then went back and forth, repeating many times, until his face was as white as paper and crumbling, and then he stopped.

'Could it be that just now, I was really dizzy? Or did I not practice the Heavenly and Human Qi Technique at home, and something went wrong? ’

Lao Ru wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then looked at An Qisheng, and his heart became suspicious.

Although he never saw the supreme purple qi that was like a pillar reaching the sky, he didn't dare to underestimate the person in front of him anymore.

According to legend, the master once used this technique to peep into the sky, which is better than the Shinto 'Qin Tianjian', and the Buddha's heavenly eye is clear.

"Life is thinner than paper, it's not bad."

An Qisheng nodded, what the old Confucian said was not bad, this Hongxuan Taoist has lofty ambitions, but unfortunately his luck is not good, and he is already dead.

It's a pity that that's the predecessor, not him......

"This fellow Daoist."

When the old Confucian was stunned, Ram Yan was anxious in his heart, took a step forward, and arched his hand: "I heard that Confucianism has two divisions of 'saint' and 'king', and there are seventy-two veins, I don't know which vein Mr. studied from, is it a saint or a king?" ”

Confucianism does not enter the two holy lands, the three emperors, and the five major sects, but it is also one of the top forces under it, and what is even more terrifying is that.

Confucianism is the study of governing the world, not a simple way of cultivation.

Just as the master educated the people on the side of King Yu back then, among the three major imperial dynasties today, there are also Confucian people in high positions.

There is even a legend that above the six heavens, before the heavens, in the towering imperial court, there are also Confucian sages!

Among all kinds of Taoism, Confucianism originated the latest, but now it is the most widespread.

Ram Yan, but he also knows.

The old man ignored him, only glanced at him coldly, and looked at An Qisheng again, but for the first time, he gave his hand and gave a salute:

"Your Excellency is not ordinary, there are many abrupt words between Ye's words, please forgive me......"

The old man took a deep breath and regained his composure, but he didn't have the previous banter, he kept looking, but it was difficult to determine the origin of the person in front of him.

But I was amazed.

I never thought that I would practice the 'Wangqi' magic power in the downtown on a whim, and I would encounter such a strange character.

"The old Confucian knows how to advance and retreat."

An Qisheng had some appreciation in his heart, but this old Confucian knew how to advance and retreat, and his attitude was relaxed, so he naturally showed that he didn't want to fight with him.

"Your Excellency is doing it for yourself, Ye Mou said goodbye."

After thinking about it, the old Confucian had no intention of staying, picked up the ancient scroll, and as soon as he gave it away, he was about to leave.

"Old gentleman, stay."

Anqisheng stopped him.

The cultivation atmosphere in this realm is even better than the way of the world, but cultivators are still rare, and when they see it, they naturally can't let them leave easily.

"Huh?"

The old man stopped, and his long eyebrows provoked: "Your Excellency still wants to force the old man to stay?" ”

As he spoke, the old Confucian shirt moved without wind, and the condensed air suddenly descended into the inner city, and under the invisible air pressure, the pedestrians on the nearby streets suddenly palpitated.

"Naturally, you can't just come and go."

An Qisheng's tone was gloomy, as if he didn't care about the cold atmosphere coming from the pavement: "Even if it is Confucianism, you have to be reasonable." ”

"Door master, door master, you can say a few words."

He was not in a hurry, but Ram Yan's face changed greatly, and his forehead was sweaty, he didn't believe that this old Confucian dared to make a move in the city, but he had already seen that this old Confucian was also a person who had condensed into a big Dan and lived more than a thousand years.

In addition to being anxious, he was also shocked by the courage of his own master, and felt more and more incredible in his heart.

The owner of his own door has traveled all over the world all these years, doesn't he have any unknown hole cards?

Otherwise, how could he dare to provoke an existence that had condensed into a Great Dan in such a way?

"You want to reason with me?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this.

"What if it's reasonable?"

An Qisheng's eyelids drooped, and in the depths of his eyes, a wisp of pale cyan imprint loomed.

This imprint is erratic, as if it is about to condense, and it seems that it will disappear completely in the next moment.

Most of the time he talked to this old man for this brand.

Confucianism is a manifest learning, and unlike Buddhism and Taoism, which is independent of the world, it has entered the world very deeply, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, so it must have the most detailed information.

Not to mention finding his own Yuan Shen fragment, it must also be of great benefit to him to penetrate the secrets of this realm.

He entered the inner city, mostly because of this old Confucian.

Call~

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing, and Qiao Qi'er unconsciously shrank her hands and feet.

He looked around and was surprised to find that everything was normal for passers-by, and no one in the shops noticed anything unusual.

But everyone avoids this place intentionally or unintentionally, and the nearest pedestrians are dozens of feet away.

Indescribably weird and magical.

"Then you will be able to learn your Excellency's tricks!"

The old Confucian looked solemn, and when he raised his hand, the two sleeves were rolled up: "It is inconvenient to use magical powers in the city, so Ye will use these fists and feet to 'reason' with Your Excellency!" ”

"The ...... of the Doorman"

Ram Yan's face was not very good-looking, but he could only retreat slowly, and said in a low voice: "Confucianism and Taoism are divided into two families, the inner saint and the outer king, this person, I'm afraid it's the latter......."

"The truth is always in the palm of your hand!"

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, hunting in green shirts, his breath was steaming, his body was full of light, his five fingers slowly poked out, and he closed himself into a fist:

"This is my Confucian principle!"

The words are sonorous and the breath is vigorous.

At this time, the old Confucian, but where is there still a trace of the old dragon clock before?

It made Qiao Qi'er dumbfounded, but she never expected that she would be so reasonable......

"Confucian royal ......"

Ram Yan sighed in his heart.

According to legend, tens of thousands of years ago, Confucianism had earth-shattering changes, and then the family was divided into two, although they were called Confucian, but they were hostile to each other.

The Confucian royal road is the most strong, and the ferocity of the killing methods is not inferior to the Taoist sword cultivation, and it is the most difficult type of monk.

It's normal to fight if you don't agree with each other, and there are even people who have gone astray and entered the evil way.

He had seen this old Confucian speak softly before, but he didn't want to be a Confucian king.

"The truth is in the palm of your hand?"

An Qisheng chewed this sentence again, the Confucianism of this realm is obviously different from Xuanxing, more rugged and more arrogant.

He's not surprised, though.

Even in a 'gentle' world like Xuanxing, the basis of reasoning is still strength, not to mention such a world where great power is attributed to oneself and killing is not counted.

If Confucianism and Taoism in this realm were only based on the tongue, they would have been wiped out in the long river of history, how could it be passed down for 50,000 years?

However, he was still keenly aware that the root cause of the change in the attitude of this old Confucian was the word 'truth'.

"I see that your muscles and bones are soft and soft, and if you cultivate as if you are not, you seem to have a serious injury that has not healed....."

The old man stood under the tree, saw the black hole of the Taoist in front of him, and frowned a little: "It's too late to regret it at this time." ”

Not to mention the purple qi he had seen at a glance before, even if he didn't, he didn't want to take action against such an obvious person who had not healed and was disabled.

"The battle of words and tongues is naturally not as interesting as fists and feet, and I like it when it comes to being reasonable. But ......"

An Qisheng opened his mouth lightly and said generally, but the words turned around with his body and looked at the high sky where the clouds and mist were rolling:

"After all, we have to solve some things before we can reason with the old gentleman......"

"Huh?"

The old man seemed to have noticed something, and his brows suddenly twisted.

Rumble!

In the next moment, almost as soon as An Qisheng's words fell, a loud sound rolled in!

The surging storm of Gang Qi blew from thousands of miles away, swept the rolling sea of clouds, and pressed down horizontally, as if the sky was about to collapse.

This explosion was even more terrifying.

It was like thousands of thunderbolts exploding in the sky above Blue Mountain City at the same time, and it had rolled all over the inner and outer cities in an instant!

One hundred and ten streets were in chaos for a while.

"Ahh

"What happened?"

"There's a big demon coming, run away!"

Some people panicked, some people looked up in shock, some cultivators' faces changed drastically, and even worse, they were directly shocked by this sound wave and fainted and fell to the ground.

Those who shout and scream, those who cry and wail, and those who take advantage of the chaos to rob are all over the place.

For a while, people turned their backs, and the whole city was in an uproar!

"This, this ......"

The scene like Tiangong being angry made Qiao Qi'er's face a little pale.

"Here comes ....."

The ram Yan was pulling the sideburns of the big flower donkey, and a strong hatred and fear appeared on his deep face:

"Thunder Summoning! Lin Baimei, it's Lin Baimei! ”

Rumble!

The wind was rolling like a wave, and the momentum was huge, but it didn't stop for a long time before it was torn apart by an extremely brilliant sword light!

The sword light burns violently!

Like a ball of fire, like a wheel of light, the moment it appeared, its light was scattered throughout the city, all shadows faded, and all noise was extinguished.

"It's ......"

"Sword Qi Thunder!"