"Senior Sister Xia, how about enjoying the clouds here?"

A young girl walked over, black as a spring of green silk coiled into a bun, delicate facial features, eyebrows without description, bright yellow Luo skirt, waist tied with emerald ribbon, full of grace, ten thousand styles.

Xia Nan frowned slightly, a little impatient, the person who came was called "Bian Yinhuai", she is the granddaughter of the Yiyong Duke of the Great Song Dynasty today, a hereditary duke, a big family that has been inherited for hundreds of years, and its power is not inferior to the Marquis of Zhennan.

Bian Yinhuai, like Xia Nan, is also the true disciple of this batch, because the two have the same family background, and the difference in assessment results is like, Bian Yinhuai is a competitive character, intentionally or unintentionally, he always has to press Xia Nan everywhere, and often belittles the number of fallen leaves in front of Xia Nan, which makes Xia Nan very annoyed.

"Senior Sister Xia, Ye Tian didn't measure his strength, he killed himself, he had already disappeared in the Nine Heavens Thunder Sea, no matter how much you waited for him, he wouldn't come back, haha......"

From behind Bian Yinhuai, a man in white clothes and black hair walked out, it was Shi Long, who looked handsome in appearance, but gave people a sense of cruelty. He hated Ye Tian to the core, and he naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to fall into the well. What's more, Xia Nan is as beautiful as a flower, which also makes Shi Long obsessed with it, and he wants to get it.

It's a pity that Xia Nan ignored him and had a bad attitude, and there was no progress for more than a month, which made Shi Long lose confidence, so he simply came over with Bian Yinhuai to stimulate Xia Nan, seeing Xia Nan's angry but helpless appearance, which made Shi Long's heart extremely satisfied.

Xia Nan's face became more and more ugly, stared at Shi Long, and spit out a word: "Get out!"

Shi Long's face instantly turned red, his expression was hideous, he grew up since he was a child, how could anyone dare to treat him like this? He couldn't help but point at Xia Nan and scolded: "Xia Nan, don't be embarrassed, I think your father is the Marquis of Zhennan, don't I dare to touch you? In the Dragon Court, the little Marquis of Zhennan is a fart!"

"Aren't you leaving?" Xia Nan flipped his palm and took out a palm of talisman paper, which was stirring with strong energy fluctuations, flashing with purple streamers, and was in a state of being activated at any time.

"Hao Tianzhen Thunder Fu!" Shi Long screamed: "Xia Nan, are you crazy?

Even Bian Yinhuai, who had a good look on the dramatic expression, also changed his expression, Hao Tianzhen Thunder Fu collected the Nine Heavens Thunder Sacrifice and refined, once it was triggered, it could be blown into powder within a radius of 100 meters, and the destructive power was very terrifying.

Xia Nan's eyes were cold, ignoring Shi Long, "You have repeatedly harassed me, I have the right to defend myself, if I don't leave, I will only be locked up for a few months if I kill you." ”

Bian Yinhuai came out to play a round game, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Xia, why didn't I know that Confucianism had such a rule? ”

Xia Nan's face was expressionless, she had lost patience with Shi Long and Bian Yinhuai, so she simply gave them a lesson, the descendants of powerful people like them had endless life-saving methods, although Hao's innocent thunder talisman was powerful, it couldn't blow them up, but it was no problem to give them a profound lesson.

Thinking of this, Xia Nan was about to make a move, Shi Long's face changed, and a black light shot out of his pupils, and he suffocated with a smile, and there was an extra piece of rune paper in his palm.

The three of them were tense, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and Gu Er and Lin Yi had already retreated far away, they were only cultivating the second and third levels of qi, in such a battle, they were not even cannon fodder, except for dragging Xia Nan down, there would be no help.

"Dangdangdang......"

At this moment, a bell suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and the entire Confucian sect was clearly audible, and the crisp bell spread far away, spreading in the land of central and southern China with a special rhythm. The vast, majestic, and solemn bell has the effect of washing people's hearts, and under such a bell, everyone becomes quiet.

"What's going on?" said Sloane, puzzled.

Xia Nan's expression moved, and he thought of a possibility, "Could it be that Ye Tian caused the movement......

In the outer courtyard of Confucianism, an elderly teacher was explaining the Four Books and Five Classics to his disciples, when he suddenly heard the bell, and the textbook in his hand fell on the podium, and he said in surprise: "Thirty-six rings, this is a great joy." ”

The imperial capital of the Great Song Dynasty, the current emperor, Song Qiming, the emperor of the Ninety-Five, with a yellow robe and a golden crown, with a frowning or loose look, was playing chess with a gentle and elegant Taoist priest in a green robe on top of a high tower, and suddenly Song Qiming sensed the changes between heaven and earth, and looked in the direction of Taixuan Mountain, revealing a puzzled look.

"National teacher, what happened to Confucianism?" Song Qiming restrained his expression, his face was solemn, like a dragon and a tiger, full of the aura of a king who shocked the world, and people did not dare to look at it.

The green-robed Taoist priest was not moved by Song Qiming's momentum, and after a moment of calculation, he said slowly: "The Confucian Wine Saint has one more disciple, and the Wine Saint Dao Thunder God Recipe has not been practiced, and it is about to be lost, it seems that he has found a successor." ”

The expression on Song Qiming's face didn't know whether he was relieved or jealous, and sighed lightly: "Confucianism is really prosperous, and geniuses emerge in endlessly." ”

The green-robed Taoist priest smiled slightly: "This is the blessing of Your Majesty, the blessing of the world's society." ”

This green-robed Taoist priest is one of the few strong people in the world who is the national teacher today, the Tao is virtual, and there are several strong people in the world, if it were not for the Taoist Zhixu sitting in the imperial capital, the Great Song Dynasty would not be able to deter countless demons and monsters in the land of Central and South China, as well as the monks of the six factions, and sit firmly for three hundred years.

Hearing the words of Dao Zhixu, Song Qiming said coldly: "Confucianism is also a success, and Confucianism is also a Confucian." In this world, is it my country or the country of Confucianism?"

When he thought of the current imperial court, from scribes to military attachés, at least more than half of them were from Confucianism, Song Qiming shuddered, and Confucianism's words were even more effective than him, the emperor. And the reason why he sat on the throne of the emperor is also related to Confucianism.

Twenty years ago, the old emperor wanted to curb the power of Confucianism, vigorously support Taoism and Buddhism, depose and arrest a large number of Confucian officials, and weaken the influence of Confucianism in the people and the court. It was this event that brought the influence of Confucianism to its peak, and truly became the leader of the six factions, and Buddhism and Taoism were all subordinated to it.

Although he was promoted because of the support of Confucianism, Song Qiming still felt uneasy about the strength of Confucianism.

Dao Zhixu also frowned imperceptibly, and said: "Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, if you don't enter the Xuan Realm, you don't have to worry about it after all." ”

Song Qiming nodded and didn't say anything anymore, but his face was still cold.

At the same moment, except for the Imperial Palace, the other five major sects also felt the bell from Confucianism, and they were all shocked. The birth of a descendant disciple, as long as it does not fall halfway, means that it will inevitably inherit one of the Taoist lineages of Confucianism in the future, which is definitely a big deal.

Ye Tian didn't know that he had caused a shock in the world, his heavenly soul had finally washed away a part of the yin qi after a month of sacrifice, and he could freely enter and exit the first thunder sea, and after some efforts, he finally caught a thunder essence, and when he turned around, he received a summons from the wine saint Chu Jiangfeng, and fell on the top of Taixuan Mountain, under the Cangyun pine tree.

Chu Jiangfeng deliberately dressed up, sat upright, and looked solemn, while Ye Tian performed three bows and nine bows, after the ceremony, Ye Tian took out the essence of thunder and handed it respectfully: "The teacher is above, the disciple is fortunate to live up to his mission and has retrieved the essence of thunder." ”

This thunder essence is the appearance of a flying bird, caught by Ye Tian, still fluttering its wings, and the crackling thunder and lightning are held in the palm of his hand, but it can't leak out at all.

Chu Jiangfeng showed a hint of a smile and said solemnly: "I really didn't misunderstand you, your courage, talent, perseverance, and temperament have all been proven, you are qualified to inherit my Dao system, I have three true disciples, you are the only one who is a descendant, and it is also my last closed disciple, my Dao system will be inherited by you, I hope you will not let me down." ”

"Disciples must carefully follow the teachings and carry forward Confucianism. Ye Tian said firmly.

"My Dao system is called 'Thunder God Technique', but unfortunately your senior brothers are limited to qualifications, and they can't be accomplished. Today, I will pass on the Thor's secret to you. ”

Chu Jiangfeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it slightly, and the essence of thunder automatically fell into his hands, he stood up, holding the thunder in his hand, like the legendary thunder god, and saw the lightning and thunder in the clear sky, and the thick lightning danced like a snake, winding in the air.

"The truth of the truth, the mystery of the mysterious. Substanceless and massless, it is called Thor!"

The vast sound resounded in the sky, and endless thunder and lightning fell, shooting into Chu Jiangfeng's hand, his hand seemed to be a whirlpool, devouring all the lightning and thunder in the world.

Taixuan Mountain was completely covered by thunder and lightning, and all the people who saw this scene were swaying in their hearts, trembling with fright, that random lightning could kill the cultivators of the Illusory Sea Realm, even the strong people of the Tonghai Realm would be shocked.

However, such a terrifying and violent power kept shrinking in Chu Jiangfeng's hands, and it could not be leaked at all.

Ye Tian is the closest to Chu Jiangfeng, and he sees it most really, Chu Jiangfeng is not simply compressing the power of thunder and lightning, but forming small runes, penetrating into the body of the thunder essence, gradually changing the form of the thunder essence, each rune is exquisite, connected to each other, and turned into a whole, and finally the thunder essence completely turned into a ball of light, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

And Chu Jiangfeng did not stop moving, and continued to compress the ball of light, and finally the ball of light became only the size of a soybean, floating on his fingertips.

Such a small ball of light contains the power to destroy the world and the earth, once it explodes, it can blow Taixuan Mountain into two pieces in an instant, but it is such a terrifying power, under the constraints of layer after layer of runes, it is quietly supported by Chu Jiangfeng's fingers, and it seems unfazed.

"This is the Mark of Thor. Chu Jiangfeng's faint voice sounded.