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For a moment, Chang'an City fell into an eerie silence. It seems that even Dong Zhongshu didn't react from the other party's rudeness.

Several people from Mingjiao easily stabilized their figures, looking at each other one by one, their hearts filled with endless emotion.

"Crazy, it's crazy. Compared to him, my nickname for a madman is nothing at all. Madman Li wiped his head, his face was full of admiration, and laughed.

What a character Dong Zhongshu is, he is a peerless madman who wants to depose a hundred schools of thought and respect Confucianism, and he is also a peerless master of the world. Looking at Kyushu in the world, it is the sect leader who is in the middle of the day, and he is a generation behind him.

At the moment, I can see Dong Zhongshu being scolded like this, but in the eyes of Madman Li, it is more enjoyable than drinking a cold drink on a hot day.

He only felt that this demon lord Xie Wei who appeared out of nowhere was really in line with his temper.

Several people rolled their eyes helplessly when they heard Madman Li's words.

Idiot, the focus of our attention now is not this question, is it okay?

They were powerless to complain in their hearts, and they looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The other party claimed that Dong Zhongshu was a junior, which explained a lot of problems. In other words, this Demon Monarch Xie Wei is very likely to be a contemporary of the sect leader Dongjun.

It's just that if the other party is a figure of that era, why is there no record in the history of Mingjiao, this kind of thing doesn't make sense.

Several people frowned slightly and shook their heads at each other, but no one could figure it out.

Just when they were doubting in their hearts, Mo Chen stepped on the void and came to the imperial city with a cold face!

The imperial city is located in the center of Chang'an City, covering an area of more than 200 square kilometers, of which the palace is endless at a glance. Even after thousands of years, the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace still shine brightly.

When Mo Chen appeared, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue scholar's robe with an unangry and arrogant face flew out of the imperial city. He is tall and burly, with a bit of dancing and exaltation, and he looks more like a powerful warrior.

"Below." Dong Zhongshu's eyes flashed with a green glow, looked at Mo Chen's figure, and arched his hand.

Mo Chen's eyes were cold, he casually glanced at Dong Zhongshu, who had a domineering breath, and said coldly: "I'm very busy, and I'm not interested in paying attention to the names of cats and dogs." ”

Dong Zhongshu's face stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He couldn't remember how many years in this world no one dared to speak to him like that.

Is it seven thousand years, or eight thousand years.

Now in the world of Kyushu, even if the descendants of Confucius see themselves, they must be honored as a saint!

Dong Zhongshu took a deep breath, looked at Mo Chen's unfathomable qi with his eyes, and said again with a smile on his face that was a little stiff: "Emperor Wu of Han." ”

"When did the overlord of a generation of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty become an unsightly shrunken turtle, and he needs you idiot to hide his traces." Mo Chen's face was slightly cold, and he felt a little more impatient in his heart.

This Dong Zhongshu, although he is peerless, is really annoying!

was interrupted by someone twice in a row, even though Dong Zhongshu had always cultivated well, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at this time.

What a character he is, a peerless figure in charge of Confucianism, second only to Confucius's Confucian sage.

Even Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty is here, and he must also be honored as a sub-saint and respectfully perform disciple etiquette. But the lowly Mingjiao demon in front of him interrupted himself twice in a row, and he simply regarded himself as nothing!

The smile on Dong Zhongshu's face turned cold, and there was a little more cold in his eyes.

For a while, the atmosphere above the imperial city gradually cooled down, and there was a bit more solemn air in the air.

At the same time, countless figures came from all over Chang'an City, looking at the changes in the imperial city from afar.

Among them, some people sit on the golden lotus, and the Buddha is full of light, as if the Buddha came into the world. Someone stepped on a flying sword and walked in the air, and the end was a sword fairy style. Someone harnesses the wind out of thin air, and his robes rattle in the scorching cold wind, like a legendary immortal.

The conversation between Mo Chen and Dong Zhongshu was already seen by everyone.

Some people showed a look of looking at jokes on their faces, some people showed dissatisfaction, staring at Mo Chen's eyes a little more unkindly, and some people looked at Dong Zhongshu with a smile on their faces.

Although Dong Zhongshu is a rare master in the world, his idea of overthrowing a hundred schools of thought by Confucianism alone is not unavoidable to be said to be the strongest ridicule aura in Kyushu.

Because of this thought, he didn't know how much hatred he had drawn for Confucianism.

If it weren't for Dong Zhongshu's cultivation, the Jixia School Palace would have been razed to the ground thousands of times.

At this time, everyone saw Dong Zhongshu making a fool of himself, but most of them felt comfortable, and they only felt that they had not come in vain this time.

Dong Zhongshu is so cultivated, how can the undisguised ridicule around him escape his perception.

The anger in his heart was rolling, but considering Mo Chen's powerful cultivation and the unfinished plan of Emperor Wu of Han, he still had to endure it, and said with a cold face: "Your Excellency." ”

"Smack."

Before Dong Zhongshu's words fell, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, making the onlookers widen their eyes one by one, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Seeing that, Mo Chen frowned slightly and withdrew his right hand casually.

And Dong Zhongshu's originally smooth and majestic face has an extra bright slap print!

The slap, as if engraved on the left side of the face, was so delicate and enchanting under the eyes of everyone, as if it was mocking something.

Dong Zhongshu's face was stunned for a moment, and then instantly turned extremely red, and turned into iron.

I was slapped in the face!

In front of the Kyushu monks, he was slapped in the face!

Dong Zhongshu glared at Mo Chen's cold face, he could no longer suppress the anger that erupted in his heart, and his eyes were bloodshot and shouted: "Shaft! ”

"Smack."

Before he could finish speaking, another crisp sound sounded.

I saw Dong Zhongshu's smooth right face, and a delicate slap print appeared at some point. It is so symmetrical with the mark on the left side of the face that it looks full of strange beauty.

For a while, the faces of the onlookers twitched slightly, and they only felt a pain in their livers, and they didn't know what to say in their hearts to express their fuck-up feelings.

The first person in Confucianism, one of the strongest people in the world, and the incomparably respected Yasheng in the eyes of the world, but in front of everyone, he was slapped twice in a row, do you want to go out to meet people in the future!

Dong Zhongshu came back to his senses, and his face was instantly full of blood.

His eyes were bloodshot, his originally solemn face looked full of hideousness, he glared at Mo Chen's cold expression, and roared: "The shaft is angry!" ”

Dong Zhongshu said, and a cyan glow poured out of his body to hook the heavens and the earth, like the heavenly pillar that supported the heavens and the earth.

The pillar of heaven is added to the body, as if adhering to the will of heaven.

Dong Zhongshu's angry expression suddenly calmed down, his eyes were not as cold as humans, and there was no trace of emotion at all.

For a time, his momentum was overwhelming, and even the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky were blown away.

Dong Zhongshu stood with his hands in his hands, staring at Mo Chen coldly with his eyes, and said: "Heaven and earth have yin and yang, and the sun and moon have rotation. People are born in the world, and they should abide by the three guidelines and five constants. ”

As his voice fell, the rising sun quietly receded, and the sky was covered with endless stars.

I don't know when, a bright full moon hangs high in the sky, accompanied by the bright stars in the sky, exuding a slightly cool silver-white moonlight.

The moon shines on the earth, and people can't help but feel extremely depressed, as if the whole world is rejecting themselves and wants to completely suppress themselves!

"Hey, Dong Zhongshu hasn't made a move for thousands of years, and he never thought that he had deduced the Confucian scriptures to the realm of evolving the heavens."

"This kind of cultivation is really dominating the world, I'm afraid he has already survived the tribulation of the three calamities."

When everyone saw Dong Zhongshu's astonishing vision, they gasped one by one, and looked at each other solemnly, revealing a look of horror.

Mo Chen's face wrinkled slightly, ignoring the terrible pressure, he took a step forward in the void lightly, and said impatiently: "I don't know, I hate you Confucian nonsense the most." ”

As he spoke, his hands tore lightly at the void, tearing apart the visions of the sky as easily as tearing away a useless piece of waste paper.

Dong Zhongshu's eyes widened, and he looked stupidly at the broken supernatural vision, his face was full of unacceptable bewilderment, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

His own vision of heaven and man was torn apart by life before it was completely unfolded. It's like tearing waste paper, so easy and freehand?

Just when Dong Zhongshu was stunned, Mo Chen casually took a step forward and slapped him on the back of the head, easily knocking him out.

He picked up the unconscious Dong Zhongshu, glanced at him coldly, and spat angrily: "Fight, why is there so much nonsense." ”

Mo Chen said, like discarding garbage, leaving it on the ground, but he didn't bother to look at him anymore!

He walked without stopping, stepping on the void, heading towards the imperial city.

For a moment, there was a terrible dead silence outside the imperial city.

Everyone looked at each other stiffly, all with a look of disbelief on their faces.

I may have seen a false Yasheng, right?