Chapter 1170: Liji Rui
The frog-headed Confucianism and the toad-headed Confucianism are natural enemies, and the reason why they can get along in harmony is that the black cat-headed Confucianism is circling inside.
As the dean, the black owl-headed Confucian has a high status and is unspeakably expensive. And he has good means, and he knows when to use iron-blooded means and when to use Huairou policy.
However, at this time, the dean seemed to be blind and could not see anything.
In fact, the dean knew his identity a long time ago, he was a character created by the great gods of the writer's world in a book. And the great god of the writer's world can erase their vitality at any time, and even the entire academy is nothing, just under the thought of others.
This kind of means, the black cat-headed Confucian is both afraid and envious. "When will I have such great powers. "The dean is about to die of jealousy" strongman says man". "Hehe, although we were created by you, you are like the biological father of our generation, but I am a rebellious son, how can I stand your command. The dean has long had the heart of rebellion, and he wants to lead the entire academy to rebel and even kill the "strong man who says man".
In the book "Diary of Rulin", there are three suns in the sky, and there is no moon. And the three suns represent the authority, power and glory of the "strong man speaks of man".
"Rulin Diary" has been born for decades, but the world in the book has spent hundreds of years.
For hundreds of years, the Black Cat Head has been secretly working to erode the leftmost Sun, which represents the authority of the Creator.
"Hehe, even the strongman said that the man couldn't find out my secret. The black owl head dean said secretly, "This terrifying man called the day, he will die in the hands of this seat sooner or later, and you are all my pawns, used to deal with the pawns of the day." β
The dean of the academy had no mercy, he clearly wanted to take advantage of his colleagues. Whether it is a grasshopper head or a cricket head, or a purple potato Daru, a baa Xiaoru, etc., they are all the dean's chess pieces. "Hehe, everything is going according to my plan. It's fast, it's fast. This seat will soon be able to erode the second sun above the Academy, and he represents power. β
After leaving "Diary of Rulin", the black cat-headed Confucian knew how magnificent and interesting the outside world was. "I have lived in a book for a long time, and this seat has been a little sitting in the well and watching the sky. The dean said secretly.
"The jumping worm is just a gift from this seat, frog-headed Confucian, I hope you don't disappoint me. The dean thought indifferently.
In fact, the jumping insect is one of the dean's breeding species, and it is also the lowest kind.
And the bugs that the dean used to erode the three suns in the sky were even more terrifying, namely the Aurora Worm and the Leap Painting Worm, which were ten, hundred, or even a thousand times more powerful than the Jumping Worm. "As for the toad-headed Confucian, he has not listened to the call of this seat recently, and I have no choice but to use the hand of the frog-headed Confucianism to get rid of him. Anyone who doesn't use it for me, I'll kill it!"
The black owl-headed Confucian is quite repulsive to dissidents, and will destroy them with thunderous means without mercy.
Chop the grass when the roots.
Man does not perish for his own sake.
Airplanes!
The jumping worm shook tens of thousands of times in an instant, booming, and a circle of energy ripples exploded, sweeping towards the toad-headed Daru. And the grasshopper head and the cricket head were furious and shouted: "Frog head, you are so bold. The dean is here, and you still dare to commit murder. Our brothers are going to kill you today. β
"Jumping worm, that's not a murderous thing you can have, you are immoral, incompetent, and useless. Just let me take it. β
Brush!
The grasshopper's head turned into a green light, and the green light continued to condense and turn into a needle tip, bang! The energy ripples unfolded by the jumping worm were pierced by the tip of the needle. "Hahaha, I'm the chosen one, jumping worm, I can't come over, do I have to wait for this seat to step forward and slash you to death. In the tip of the needle, there was a sudden scolding of the grasshopper Daru, he was determined to get the jumping worm, so he took the first step and grabbed it in his hand.
The cricket-headed Daru didn't know his brother's intentions, "Stingy, I won't rob you, what are you excited about." Jumping worms, although rare, but I am not rare, you like it, just take it. As for the frog head, the dean couldn't save him today, so he had to die. β
Whether it is a grasshopper or a cricket, they all hate the frog head and have a grudge against him.
"Do you think you can snatch me from me with this little skill?" the frog-headed man laughed, "It's funny! The frog-headed Daru said frantically, "Today, right now, I will slash you." β
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The jumping worm shook again, and the sound waves turned into long swords, slashing out, and slashing the sky.
And the tip of the needle turned by the grasshopper head Confucian, a little bit forward, and with a bang, the spatial crack burst out, rolling in a long sword with a handle, and squeezing it, letting it explode into powder and throw it away with the wind. "I am invincible, I am eternal, and whoever does not believe in me will go to hell. β
The implication of the grasshopper is also obvious, those who believe in him will have eternal life.
Laugh at!
A breath of immortality burst out, tearing the sky, shattering the sun and the moon, and the boundless hell seemed to appear, as if it could pull the jumping worm and the frog-headed Confucianism into it, and never escape.
The toad-headed Confucian said happily: "The Taoist is friendly and powerful, the frog-headed Confucian is dead this time, and when we return to the book, our status in the academy will also improve a lot." And the three suns in the sky will also give us endless glorious authority and power. That's what we want. β
The toad didn't worry about the dean at all, "We're about to become a climate, what about the dean, if he doesn't accept it, even he will suppress it." β
Obviously, the toad-headed Daru is not sure that he can kill the black cat-headed Daru, let alone him, even if the cricket head, grasshopper head, dog-headed Daru and others are combined, and they are not necessarily the opponent of the dean.
The dean is like the fourth sun in the book "Diary of Confucianism", shining on the earth and shocking Confucianism of all sizes.
No one is more terrifying than the Dean. No one can kill the dean, but there are always careerists, who try to overthrow the dean's rule, reorganize the mountains and rivers, and change the day!
Bang!
The breath of immortality suddenly exploded, like countless mountains and rivers bursting out, and the energy storm swept wantonly, cutting the earth.
"Is it done?"
"Did it work?"
"Did the grasshopper head Confucianism win, or did the frog head Confucianism win?"
Dozens of pairs of eyes swept towards the center of the explosion, their eyes like torches, as if they could penetrate nothingness, see the essence of the universe, and know the true meaning of philosophy.
It's broken!
The tip of the needle turned by the grasshopper head was broken, and it was broken into dozens of sections, floating in the air like that, each section was several zhang long, like a corpse, a rotting corpse.
"It's dead, the grasshopper is dead!"
"No, he's a well-known pest in the academy, how can he be so sharp. I'm a little bit unconvinced. β
"Pests are pests, if they die, they die, anyway, everyone wants to see it die. Hahaha, cricket head, your best brother, Jiyou, is dead, why don't you take revenge, like a fool, standing in place, not moving, are you scared stupid, or stupid?"
"Let's not disturb the cricket head Confucian, after all, his best friend is dead, everyone is sad to die, we still have a conscience, we can't fall into the well, gentlemen, listen to me, everyone must be kind." β
"Hahaha, where are you kind, it's clearly schadenfreude, don't pretend to be everyone, on weekdays, who doesn't hate grasshoppers and crickets, they do a lot of evil, the three suns in the sky don't punish them, the time for horror has not come. Now is the time to send down heavenly punishment. Why don't we kill the head of the cricket and let him go to the burial? His best friends are dead, so there's no need for him to live. β
"It's a good idea, I agree with it, we are all good people, and helping others is our creed. β
One by one, the great Confucians, righteous words, seem to be the embodiment of justice, and they want to do the right thing for heaven, and behead the cricket-headed Confucian, the toad head and the dog-headed Confucian.
The always arrogant toad-headed Daru also felt frightened, because many ill-intentioned eyes fell on him, making him like falling into a fire pit, and he was irritable. "Good, you guys are good. The toad-headed Confucianism roared, "They are all villains who have fallen into the well, and they dare to call themselves great Confucians, I think God is really blind." β
Peng, Peng, Peng...... On the body of the toad-headed Confucian, copper bumps exploded, and in an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, thunder and lightning burst out, mountains and rivers exploded, and a terrifying green mist swept away, sweeping over the earth and harvesting life.
"The toad-headed Confucianism is going to fight hard. β
"Isn't that a matter of course, because if he doesn't fight hard, we'll kill him. β
"Everyone, don't be afraid, as long as we work together, besides, the dean ......"
If the dean and his old man don't take action, a few pests in the academy can be eliminated, and they will be completely eradicated, and they will not be given a chance to escape.
Brush.
A jade light flew up and illuminated the passage to the book "Confucian Diary", which was clearly to prevent the cricket-headed, dog-headed, and toad-headed Confucianism from returning home and letting them die outside.
The person who shot was a swordfish-headed Da Ru, his head was like a sword, and he had no facial features. "Hmph, if you want to do it, don't wait any longer. The swordfish-headed Daru roared, "I've sealed their retreat, what are you still hesitating about." β
Rise!
Baba Xiaoru made a move, he turned into a light smoke, rose from the horizon, and suddenly soared into the sky, soaring to 90,000 feet. "Purple Potato is my father, and I don't allow anyone to ridicule him. β
Call!
A smoke was separated, like a pouring wave, sweeping everything and sweeping everything, "The smoke of Jiuli." "Just listen to the baba yelling.
Snort!
The smoke is divided into nine paths, roaring like a dragon, shuttling between heaven and earth, ignoring everything, like a divine beast that dominates all beings, they represent the most ferocious force between heaven and earth, and cannot be resisted.
"It's the smoke of Jiuli. The Purple Sweet Potato Daru laughed and said, "Wu'er is really good, he actually succeeded in cultivating, even this seat, and he also knows that he has cultivated five smoke gases." But Baa Wu'er, he, he has become a big man, and he has cultivated the nine smoke gases. β
"Good fellow, what kind of freak the hell Baba. β
"The smoke of Jiuli, no, how can anyone succeed in cultivating. According to legend, the smoke of Jiuli can only be cultivated up to six realms, which is already the limit, but why did Baba break the legend, he is still just a child, a little Confucian. β
"Purple potatoes are so blessed, although they wear a green hat, they can accept a good son! If there is a son like Baba in this seat, let alone a green hat, I am not afraid of a few more. β
Envy, jealousy, chagrin, remorse, all kinds of emotions of the great Confucians are surging in the air, converging into a whirlpool of evil qi, whining and screaming, and anyone who approaches can be torn to pieces.
Among the great Confucians, the happiest is purple potato. "There is a future, my son has a great future, why do I, a father, want to cry, I have waited too long for this day. β
Bang, bang! Four clouds of smoke suddenly fell, splitting on the body of the toad-headed Daru, and when he landed, thousands of copper bumps exploded, and the blood mist burst out more than 10,000 feet high, and the gloomy clouds were bleak. And the toad-headed Daru was terrified, "Baba Xiao'er, you haven't come and knelt down to me, prayed sincerely, and begged for my forgiveness." If you don't do this, your labor and management won't be able to save you, and the dean won't be able to do it. The toad-headed Daru roared, and the cry shook the sky.
Brush, brush, brush, brush! Brush! The other five clouds of smoke swept away, like the body of a giant dragon swept down from the sea of clouds, the sky was about to collapse, and the sun and moon were about to explode. The body of the toad-headed Daru seemed to have been crushed, sinking to the ground, clicking, countless cracks bursting, and the sandstorm swept thousands of miles around. "Poof!" the toad-headed Daru spit out a mouthful of green blood, the blood stained the earth, and resentment was everywhere, turning into small toads, each toad was about the size of a palm, and there were no poisonous bumps on the toad's skin, they looked more like frogs.
Whoosh! One by one, the little toads burst out, and they were fleeing for their lives, because they did not dare to take on the smoke of Jiuli.
"Hahaha. In the air, Baba Xiaoru laughed heartily, "I still want to escape, I want to be beautiful." β
Airplanes!
I saw this little Confucian shake the horns of the sheep dozens of times, sneered, and silver flames flew out, they turned into tongues of fire in the air, fire crows, fire sheep, fire horses, etc., rushed towards the little toads that escaped one by one, and burned them into ashes.
"It's over, the toad-headed Confucianism is finished. β
"Such a ferocious little Confucian, Baba is really powerful, at a young age, he actually dares to take a knife on Confucian. Even the purple potato Daru doesn't dare!"
"When will I give birth to such a son, so good!
A group of Confucians, envious, wishing that Baba was his beloved son, not Confucian's. Of course, they already regard the toad-headed Daru as a dead man.
Under the attack of the smoke of Jiuli, it is not a joke to be able to survive.
Nine clouds of smoke were cut down, like a dragon's tail swept against the papier-mΓ’chΓ© wall, click "You're so ruthless. The great Confucian sneered, "You can persecute me to this extent." If I don't kill you today, sooner or later you will become a scourge to the academy, and it will affect the entire academy, and even the mainland. β
"You think too highly of me. Baba Xiaoru said disdainfully, "I don't have that much energy, but it's enough to kill you, toad-headed Confucian!"
Nine lines of smoke slashed down one after another, splitting the great body of the toad-headed Confucian, like a pile of waste wood piled up on the ground.
"Wu'er, is he finally going to surpass me? Purple Sweet Potato Da Ru said happily, "He can get to where he is today, relying on himself, and I haven't done much for him." β
It's so gratifying. The purple potato Daru wanted to cry.