Spring has come, but it is still the middle of winter between heaven and earth.

The winter is cold and slaughtering, and everything is in a twilight.

When the imperial capital was in a state of silence, the lamp mountain outside the capital.

A woman in a light brocade embroidered plum blossom dress smiled at a young man:

"In this way, I will go back to Danxia first. If you have something, feel free to contact me with Transsonic Yujian, and I will come to help you as soon as possible. ”

returned to the Central Plains, and Meng Hancian wanted to go back to the blessed land of Danxia, so he made a farewell in Lamp Mountain.

The same people who came with her to participate in the Xiangshan Confucian Ceremony have already returned.

On this trip to southern Xinjiang, she gained a lot, broke through the realm, and used the nearly 7,000 merits to exchange for an extraordinary inheritance in the reincarnation hall, and after returning to Danxia, there is hope to compete for the core of this generation.

Perhaps, if she continues to grow in reincarnation in the future, the few people at the helm of Danxia in the future will not be able to say that there will be no place for Meng Hancicada.

The head of the Holy Land of the First Vein, this position can be said to be extremely high and extremely heavy.

While Lu Qingping said goodbye to Senior Sister Meng, there were also Wu Ling brothers and sisters.

After saying goodbye to Meng Hanchan, he turned to Wu Ling and said: "I have asked the people of the palace to settle a residence for you in the capital, and I originally planned to place Wu Yao in the north, but now there is a fear of war on the north and south borders, so it is safer to stay in the hinterland of the capital." ”

"I'll ask Old Sect Master Huang to send you there."

Wu Ling gave up his hand with the Central Plains etiquette, which was becoming more and more convenient, and did not thank him, but just kept everything in his heart: "If the prince is sent, I can be there at any time." ”

After settling his sister, he also has to go to the Central Plains rivers and lakes before the next reincarnation starts, and use the rivers and lakes to refine his cultivation again and prepare for the next reincarnation.

With Wu Ling's words, Lu Qingping was satisfied.

Then, he watched his two friends leave.

After the figures of the two slowly disappeared on the path of Lamp Mountain.

A warm voice came: "Your friends are gone, do you have anything else to tell me in private?" ”

It's been a few days since they've been back, and Li Chunfeng's face is gradually becoming more ruddy, no longer the frighteningly dry appearance before.

Lu Qingping turned around to look at Li Chunfeng and muttered, "It's about the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit of Confucianism......"

"This Confucian holy relic, originally Mr. Sun Jingzhi entrusted me to transfer it to the seniors, and then let the seniors choose a person for it, I said that it has been kept for such a long time, and it also relies on its merits to break through to the realm of the grandmaster, and now, the Confucian spirit of Mr. Chen in my body is exhausted, and I myself have no Confucian cultivation to stimulate it again, and it is useless to fall into my hands, so now it is entrusted by Mr. Sun, and it will be transferred to the seniors, and the seniors will dispose of it."

He still remembered that in the midst of reincarnation, he had the idea of trading this Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit, but he was warned by an existence in the underworld.

This shows that the fact that he is carrying the Confucianism Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit on his body is very likely to be seen clearly by a certain existence.

It was impossible for him to regard this Confucian heirloom as his own personal possession, and it was true that he could no longer exert his power.

After Li Chunfeng heard this, he looked at Lu Qingping and said: "Before, Li did have a preferred candidate for the lord of this jade gui, which is the young head of Xiangshan today, and originally wanted to hand over this jade gui to him after returning from southern Xinjiang, and help him complete the smooth inheritance of the head of the Confucian family......

"That young man is indeed a scholar who is not inferior to the Xiangshan Shuangbi back then, and being able to defeat two outstanding scholars in this era is enough to show his Confucian cultivation, but ......"

Li Chunfeng looked at Lu Qingping with a slight smile: "I think now that you seem to be more suitable than him to be in charge of Confucianism Yugui." ”

"Me?"

Lu Qingping was surprised.

Let's not talk about it, if you talk about pure Confucian cultivation, you can't compare with the orthodox head of Xiangshan, and besides, if you are not a Confucian disciple, how can you legally hold this thing.

The matter of this thing in his own hands, as the battle of southern Xinjiang slowly revealed, could not be hidden for long.

Once the Confucian sect knew its whereabouts, they would definitely send someone to ask for it.

It's someone else's stuff.

Can you still not give it yourself?

knew what Lu Qingping was thinking, but Li Chunfeng said: "Not necessarily ......"

"The problems you are worried about are not really problems."

"First of all, don't underestimate yourself, you may be the only person who has completely inherited the power of the Heavenly Immortals in the past hundred years, do you think that the power of the Confucian Heavenly Immortals is just to help you wash the essence and let you break through to the Grandmaster?"

"Not only that, but at the same time, your spirit has also been imperceptibly baptized by the Confucian immortal truth, as if, there is a Confucian sage, personally ear the face of the order for you to open a small stove, and then Chen Yujing's spiritual truth has been integrated into your body, it can be said that if you go to practice the Confucian doctrine in the future, you will have a natural sense of familiarity and advantage."

"From the perspective of the future, you will not have less potential than the current head of Xiangshan."

"As for the non-Confucian identity problem you are worried about, this is better solved, and when the time is right, you can worship Confucianism, and you can easily solve the identity problem."

Lu Qingping fell into thought.

Li Chunfeng said again: "If you are still worried, if someone from Confucianism really comes to ask for it, then you can hand it over yourself, if no one asks for it, you can keep it first, Li just suggested, you and I are walking the same path as a saint, and if you have the Confucianism Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit in your body, it will be of infinite benefit to your future qigong practice." ”

After experiencing the events in southern Xinjiang, Li Chunfeng completely regarded the teenager as his own junior, giving guidance as much as possible and not hiding his selfishness.

Lu Qingping is no longer entangled, just take it.

If you haven't cultivated to a comparable level of Confucianism before Confucianism comes to ask for it, you can return it to them.

Perhaps, we can also use this to ask for some benefits from the Holy Land of a religion.

This Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit is a priceless thing, and it should be able to get a lot of benefits.

This matter was no longer discussed, and Lu Qingping asked instead: "The predecessors were in seclusion before, but now after the incident in southern Xinjiang, there is no doubt that the tranquility of the predecessors will be broken, do the predecessors plan to join the WTO?" ”

Li Chunfeng looked into the distance: "Let's wait for my friends to come back, but it shouldn't be clean anymore." ”

has been in the world for three hundred years, and has broken the promise to the apprentice, and it is meaningless to keep it again.

Lu Qingping asked tentatively: "Can the juniors ask why the seniors want to escape from the world?" ”

After that, he added: "If the juniors are abrupt, please forgive the seniors, you can not say it." ”

Since Li Chunfeng has entered the WTO, there is no need to hide anymore, he turned around and looked at the grass and reeds in the peach forest, and sighed: "This has to start from three hundred years ago, Li's only apprentice......

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In the starry sky.

A tattered flag, whistling, rolling starlight, like a star, rampage in all directions......

A big hand as white as jade came from afar.

It is Zhang Sanfeng, a person from Gao Dadao.

His robe was a little tattered, but he was full of energy, and it seemed that he had not suffered any serious injuries from the battle over the Zhenwu Mausoleum.

Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou!

Just when Zhang Sanfeng's big hand was about to grab the Xuantian soap carving flag, from the distant starry sky, four earth-shattering momentum came across the sky, blocking Zhang Sanfeng's big hand.

With a laugh:

"Zhang Sanfeng, the treasure of the sky, you can't enjoy it alone, and it depends on our respective abilities."

Rumble!

The earth-shattering light erupted in the starry sky, tearing apart pieces of the void, and the violent power of the immortals was like a volcanic eruption, causing a terrifying mess of the scene.

Rumble!

The five huge forces collided in the starry sky, directly smashing the Xuantian soap carving flag scroll into a deserted star in the depths of the starry sky.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were calm, and the Yuan Shen Immortal Light and Tai Chi Fist Seal stretched out.

Airplanes~

A picture of Tai Chi Immortal hung horizontally in the starry sky, cutting off the heavens and the earth.

"Not good!"

Accompanied by a few immortal roars.

Zhang Sanfeng has taken the lead in chasing the deserted star where the banner fell.

Huhuhu~

Just a few breaths.

Zhang Sanfeng has already set foot on this dark land.

However, he immediately frowned:

"This star, there are weird ......"

The True Martial Emperor Banner just now didn't seem to have been shot down here by their joint efforts, but on the contrary, it seemed to be attracted by some kind of qi here.

Lao Dao felt some familiar breath on this star.

It has the same origin as the Xuantian soap carving flag.

It was at this time.

An old voice stretched from the star's unknown place to the heart of the old man.

"Zhang Sanfeng, we meet again."

"What life is this?"