The king of Hades is falling, and the whole world is sad.

For some reason, even some people who had nothing to do with King Li Yan were infected by this sad breath and immersed in a kind of sadness all day long.

"Is King Li Yan dead like this?"

"The way of heaven is still at an end, let alone people?"

"Alas, it's a pity, a generation of heroes. ”

There is no one who is not talking about King Li, and the day of Hades' funeral is exactly three months after the funeral.

On the day of the funeral, the Great Sage of Messi and the Great Sage of Kunxu of the Taigu clan brought people to see off King Li Yan.

In addition, there are many casual practices that also come spontaneously.

Plus the underworld, looking forward to the sect, Li Xiao's heirs, wife, relatives, brothers......

There is also Pujiang University, and the Kyoto monk student who once took Li Xiao's name......

The people who saw them off traveled 800 miles.

Wherever the coffin passed, people cast sad and admiring eyes.

Although, in the coffin is clothing.

But people seem to see Li Xiao himself.

There are many people vying to carry Li Xiao's coffin, almost every ten meters.

The burial mound, which was originally less than ten miles away, walked for a whole day before arriving at the destination.

"Li Xiao, once I was in Kyushu and held a funeral for you, but you didn't die, you are still alive and well, this time, I hope you also went to another world. Gong Yuexi knelt in front of the grave, crying profusely, watching the coffin slowly covered with dirt.

For a year, the Li family was very quiet, no one came to trouble, Li Xiao had just died, and no one wanted to have a bad reputation.

Of course, in such an era, tranquility is impossible to be tranquil, only chaos and killing, it seems that this is a big era, an era of talents.

A year later.

Li Pujia went on a trip, and was targeted by an older generation of characters who had grown up for many years, laying a net of heaven and earth, which was almost fatal.

When she returned to Li's house, she had only one breath left.

Zi Yan used her own life essence and blood, and went to some forbidden places to pick up the holy medicine, so as to pull her back from the danger.

It's a pity that Li Pujia's cultivation has retreated, leaving some irreparable scars.

"Hmph, if it's a competition of the younger generation, if you lose, you lose, an old thing, you have the face to do such a thing. ”

Ziyan was furious, turned into a phoenix, and looked for someone to strike.

It is said to be searching, but in fact, it is not looking at all.

All the families, forces, and some Taigu clans who had enmity with the Li family and formed a relationship with the Li family's heirs in the past were all turned upside down by her and beaten up.

For three months, Ziyan relied on her own strength to make Huaxia full of storms, and when she saw her, even the monks who had no grudges with the Li family were trembling, for fear of getting into trouble.

In the end, the family that seriously injured Li Pujia was still found by Ziyan.

Zi Yan has nothing to say, directly washed in blood, the place where that force lives, for half a year, has left an undrowned smell of blood, and there are unjust souls crying all year round, forming a gloomy and forbidden land.

To solve this matter, the Li family made an amazing move.

The underworld, and the Li family, not long after, suddenly announced their withdrawal from the rivers and lakes.

It was the third year of Li Xiao's death.

The Li family announced the news to the whole world, and sold off many of the companies under the Ningxiang Group.

Since then, in the monastic world, there are few legends of the Li family.

Slowly, the Li family completely faded out of people's sight, and fifty years later, almost no one mentioned the Li family again, only occasionally someone mentioned Li Yanwang.

Every time I mention Hades, I feel a pity.

Fifty years and fifty years.

A hundred years in a hurry.

The big era has gone to the extreme, the peak.

Time no longer seems to be so important to people during this period.

In the past, the lifespan of human beings was only 100 years, but now, the 100-year lifespan is directly called premature death.

Over the years, Earth has welcomed many people from other planets.

The earth, which has a lot of non-disputes, has ushered in one of the most prosperous eras.

The earth's population has skyrocketed, and according to incomplete statistics, human beings alone have reached 100 billion.

This is a terrifying number, if it were changed to the world before the abnormal change, I would not dare to think of it......

But now, everything is a reality, and this number is still growing gradually.

Li Xiao has been dead for 130 years.

A man has returned from outside the world.

This man was holding a cane, looking like a kind old man, with wise eyes, full of poetry and books, and when he came, it was as if the old man had returned, and thousands of people appeared from some forbidden places and greeted him.

Each of these people is very elegant, and looks like an ancient bachelor, and they are full of scriptures and poems in their conversations.

"Greetings, teacher. ”

More than 1,000 people knelt down, and each of them was an old man, and some of them looked older than the old man who had returned.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to see you again when I came back. ”

"Teacher, we've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Where the old man returned, the cranes danced, the auspicious light burst out, and the avenue recited poems and songs, just like a saint preaching.

"Who is this person?"

"The Avenue of Heaven and Earth will only resonate with those who have made great contributions, resonate with the Book of Poetry, this old man must be a wise man who has read poetry and books. ”

"Look it up and see if you can find any information about him. ”

It's a pity that no one can find it, and no one can find it, and even if the once famous person comes back, the appearance is destined to be different from the past, and there is no way to find it.

But a day later, people found out who he was.

For the place where the old man lived was a vast and barren place.

That area appeared out of thin air three months ago.

However, no one could get in.

Like a mirage, it can only be viewed from afar.

And above the void of the mirage, a stone plaque hung high, and there were only four words on the plaque.

Ancient, heavy, four words that have influenced China for thousands of years.

Confucian Holy Land!

It was a barren land, but after the old man entered, on the earth, on the high mountain, began to appear the fairy springs that flowed and flowed, and the strange flowers and trees that had never been seen before.

Overnight, it became like a sacred place for immortals.

Regarding the identity of the old man, it was also announced by the Chinese official himself.

The old man.

Not someone else.

It is the founding father of Confucianism.

Kong Qiu, Confucius!

His identity was revealed, and the world was shocked!

This is a true saint, not that his strength is a saint, even if his strength is a mortal, he is enough to be called a saint.

Because of him, there is etiquette in this world.

His ideas have influenced generations, generations, and generations.

At the same time, people have some weird ideas.

"When Confucius returns, will the Buddha, Lao Tzu, also return?"

"Why did Sage Kong come back at this time? I saw someone from the high-level of Huaxia go to visit him in person yesterday, and when he came out, his face was serious, is there something going to happen?"

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