Ye Zhengyang listened to Li Haoran's introduction, and immediately respected the three old men.

You must know that Confucianism has had a profound impact on the course of the times, and it has always been Confucianism that has guided the development of society from ancient times to the present.

Since the Han Dynasty "overthrew the hundred schools of thought and respected Confucianism alone", Confucianism has always been at the top of the hundred schools of thought, and there will be great Confucianism in every era to recruit disciples.

"I don't know what sect this Long Kui Dao Master is from?"

Just as Ye Zhengyang was about to salute the three old men, suddenly a discordant voice sounded.

The one who spoke was sitting on the far right, a relatively young old man, who was also in his sixties.

Ye Zhengyang looked at the old man, put away his smile, arched his hand slightly, and said, "In the next Ye Xiu, learn from Xuanqing Zhenren!" ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, his face was full of contempt, and he said, "It turns out that he is not a disciple of the Great Daoist Sect!" ”

Then he said to Li Haoran: "Mr. Li, a few of us respect you as the heir of the Mai God and trust you, but you are looking for such a wild cultivator, is there something wrong with you?" ”

After listening to the old man's words, not only Ye Zhengyang, but even Li Haoran's face became ugly.

Li Haoran smiled apologetically at Ye Zhengyang, and then said coldly to the three old men: "This brother of mine is a disciple of a master of the Dao Sect, his Taoist skills are superb, and his ability to catch ghosts and subdue demons is a must. ”

"If not, I wouldn't have invited me, and my brother has come from thousands of miles away, if you can't believe me, we'll take our leave!"

"Zhengyang, let's go!"

Li Haoran pulled Ye Zhengyang up and walked out the door as he spoke.

"Mr. Li, don't be impatient!"

Seeing that Li Haoran was really angry and was about to leave, the three old men suddenly became anxious, and the one in the middle suddenly said, "If you have something to say, why be angry?" ”

"Besides, we've already decided on that thing, aren't you going to borrow it?"

Hearing this, Li Haoran paused slightly, but he didn't look back, but said: "Although that thing is a lifesaver for me, if you want to exchange my brother's dignity, I Li Haoran will not accept it." ”

"Alright, alright!"

It was the old man who said: "The third child is also an unintentional mistake, for the sake of the old man's thin face, Mr. Li will forgive him!" ”

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After listening to the conversation between them, Ye Zhengyang understood that it turned out that Li Haoran wanted to borrow their Confucian things, but Confucianism made a condition.

And this thing is very important to Li Haoran, so he asked himself to come to help.

Seeing Li Haoran's embarrassed appearance, Ye Zhengyang smiled indifferently and gently pulled his arm.

Feeling Ye Zhengyang's intentions, Li Haoran showed a wry smile at him, and then turned to the old man and said, "It's not that I'm stingy, but ..................."

The old man waved his hand to stop Li Haoran from continuing, and then said: "It was indeed the third child who was wrong just now, and I ask Mr. Li and Daoist Ye to forgive me!" ”

Without waiting for Li Haoran to speak, Ye Zhengyang first arched his hand and said: "Since the old gentleman's words are on this point, the poor man is not a stingy person. ”

"If the old gentleman has anything to say, as long as I can do it, I will do my best!"

"Hahaha"

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's words, the old man touched the long hair on his chest and laughed, and said, "Ye Daochang is really temperamental and straightforward. ”

"Bo wine has been prepared in the backyard, so I will invite Mr. Li and Ye Daochang to sit down, and Mr. Li will explain Ye Daochang in detail at that time."

"As for the three of us old guys, we are not in good health, so we won't accompany us."

After the old man finished speaking, he nodded to the other two old men and left the hall one after another.

At this time, that Kong Xiangzhi came out again, smiled apologetically at Ye Zhengyang and Li Haoran, and said, "Mr. Li, Daoist Ye, please come with me!" ”

Li Haoran was still a little reluctant, but he was appeased by Ye Zhengyang, and then walked with him to the backyard with Kong Xiangzhi.

In the side hall of the backyard, a banquet has been arranged, and the servants are constantly busy.

Coming to the side hall, Kong Xiangzhi said: "Mr. Li, Daoist Ye, the three ancestors are old and a little pedantic, I hope you don't see strangers!" ”

Ye Zhengyang waved his hand and said, "Don't mention these again!" ”

"I just don't understand what makes Brother Li so cautious?"

The three of them sat down one after another, and Li Haoran said slowly: "Zhengyang, you don't know, I came to Confucianism to borrow their measuring ruler." ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhengyang was curious: "What is the measuring ruler?" ”

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's questioning, Li Haoran told what happened.

This is the measure of the sky

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However, the treasure of Confucianism condenses the mental power of countless Confucian masters.

This measuring ruler was originally the personal object of the Confucian Confucian Dong Zhongshu, and Dong Zhongshu condensed all the Confucian cultivation in his life in his later years, and then passed it down from generation to generation.

As if an unwritten rule had been formed, every Confucian who had a measuring ruler would input his life's cultivation into it, so that the measuring ruler had infinite mental power and was powerful.

Although the disciples of Confucianism are known as having no power to bind the chicken, as long as they have the measuring ruler, they will be blessed by the mental power inside, and the righteous qi will be released, and the demons will avoid differences.

And as long as you hold this measuring ruler, you can command the Confucian students in the world.

Li Haoran came this time to borrow the measuring ruler of this Confucian sect to save his life.

After telling the story, Li Haoran continued: "My unsuccessful son secretly went up the mountain to play after school, and was attacked by unknown poisons, and it was difficult to treat the medicine. ”

"I searched for famous doctors, and finally found Doctor Xue in the Valley of the Medicine King, but Doctor Xue said that the poison in my son must be expelled with a Confucian ruler."

"He can only temporarily ensure that the toxicity will not spread within half a month, and he must get the measuring scale within half a month to save his life."

"That's why I came to Confucianism to ask for a measuring scale, but who ...............knows?"

Li Haoran said, raised his wine glass and drank it all.

Seeing Li Haoran's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Kong Xiangzhi said: "Daoist Ye, I don't blame Mr. Li, it's just that my Confucian ruler has been lost for decades. ”

"Over the years, our Confucian disciples have also searched everywhere, and some time ago we finally got the whereabouts of the measuring ruler."

After listening to Kong Xiangzhi's words, Ye Zhengyang immediately said: "Then quickly find it, what are you doing sitting here?" ”

Kong Xiangzhi smiled bitterly: "It's not that we don't go back to find it, it's just that what stole the measuring ruler was a non-human creature, and its mana is too terrifying, and with the ability of my Confucian disciple, it can't be taken back at all." ”

"And at this time, Mr. Li happened to come to borrow the measuring ruler, so the three ancestors said that as long as Mr. Li could get the measuring ruler back from the big demon, they would lend it to him."

Listening to Kong Xiangzhi's words, Ye Zhengyang immediately gave Li Haoran a punch and said, "Brother Li, why didn't you say this earlier?" ”

"Let's go find the big demon now, get back the measuring scale, and save my nephew."

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