Chapter Forty-Eight: The Battle of the Immortals (I)

As soon as Liu Chang's words came out, the audience was suddenly silent.

These immortal people looked at each other, gloomy as water, extremely ugly.

They spent a long time talking, but they didn't expect to get such an answer in the end.

At this point, they still don't understand, they are clearly being tricked by this kid as a monkey!

This son deliberately pretended to be obedient and took away the secrets of their cultivation in their mouths, which is really hateful and hateful.

"Junior arrogant! How profound the immortal path is, you are just a little scribe, and you dare to speak so outwardly! It is ridiculous!" The crane-haired old man panted like a cow and glared at him viciously.

"If you can't do it yourself, will you belittle others to worthless?" Liu Bian secretly sneered, since he had torn his face, his words were no longer polite, "If you have ambitions, you are not old? How can heroes be young? Although I am insignificant now, I may not be able to do it in the future!"

As soon as his words changed, he suddenly said: "The universe is endless, how insignificant is life? Seeking infinity with finiteness, how magnificent! From the beginning of stepping into the immortal path, you should have this thought. If you don't have this intention, why did you step into the fairy road in the first place? If you have already stepped into this path, why do you give up halfway? Why do you feel sorry for yourself here and be a woman in the boudoir, doesn't it make people laugh?"

The words were like knives, and the voices were full of sharp meaning, stabbing at the hearts of all cultivators, making their complexions change greatly.

Liu Bian's soul fluctuated, and as the words spoke, his own thoughts were also baptized, although his breath was not a little stronger, his soul body was more condensed.

Immortal Daogui is in an epiphany.

During this exchange of words, Liu Bian only felt that he had faintly grasped the true meaning of a certain immortal path, and his cultivation went further.

The land lord watched coldly, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, "This son has amazing potential, if you don't leave him behind today, I'm afraid that his cultivation will rise rapidly in the future!"

"...... you?" was forced by Liu Bian's words, the crane-haired old man trembled, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"What do you say?" At this time, the Confucian scholar stood up, his robe fluttered, laughed loudly, and had a very elegant style, "Mortals are ignorant! I don't know that the fairy road is difficult, and I don't know that I step into it in a daze, but I don't know that the thunder is added, and at least I will be reincarnated, and at worst, my soul will be scattered, and there will be great terror between life and death! How lucky I am to be that Toby is a god, and he will live forever in the world, and he will be immortal, and he will be free in the kingdom of God, and he will not know the passage of time, isn't this a happy thing in the world, a wise move?"

When Liu Bian heard this, he was disdainful, "Li Ling Zhi is dizzy!

He can see that these immortal people have been completely tamed by the gods of this land, their minds have been taken away, they have no self-will, and they have completely become vassals of this land.

And only this kind of stupid person who even gives up his own soul can say such stupid words, how can he be moved?

"I Guanjun is also a gentleman, I thought there must be a high opinion, but I didn't expect to make such a vulgar statement?" Liu Chang's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he stabbed over, "Confucius has a cloud: The three armies can win the commandery, but the horseman cannot win the ambition! Isn't the king as good as the horseman? Succumbing to others, where is his own will? This place is a cage, how can we talk about being free? Sitting in it, wasting the years, life is better than death, I don't take it!"

"Otherwise!" the Confucian scholar shook the folding fan in his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "It seems that Jun is quite enlightened by the righteousness of the sage, but he does not know what Confucius said: I don't know life, but I don't know death? There is great happiness here, there is joy in life, and there is no suffering in death! People have no foresight, but they must have near-term worries. It should be now!"

The Confucian man's face changed abruptly, gloomy and cold, and the threat and intimidation in it were already clearly revealed.

Liu Bian was unmoved, just pointed at this person, and said lightly: "You are young and upright!"

"What?" the Confucian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became furious, trembling with anger, and his soul body was about to dissipate, "Why are you so rude!"

Confucius punished Shao Zhengmao, who doesn't know this allusion?

This son compared him to a young man, who wanted to kill with words!

Liu Bianyu opened his mouth, and his words were sensitive, "When I was in the Lu Kingdom, Shao Zhengmao and Confucius lectured at the same time, messing with the sage classics and distorting the scriptures. Later, Kong Qiu served as the chief secretary of the Lu State, and on the seventh day of his tenure, he killed Shaozheng Mao and died for three days. Thou hast misinterpreted the words of the saints in this way, and thou hast been the youngest in the world. If Kong Sheng is here, he will be punished in person!"

The sound was like thunder, and it hit the Confucian scholar's heart hard, completely crushing all his luck and will.

"...... you, I'm not Shao Zhengmao! I'm not Shao Zhengmao......" The Confucian scholar's eyes widened, his mouth roared wildly, and he completely collapsed, and his soul body shook more than that, but it collapsed rapidly.

The bodies of these monks have long been corrupted, leaving only their souls to be maintained by residual thoughts, similar to yin spirits, if their minds are destroyed, they will collapse in an instant.

"Not good!" the other monks also changed their faces when they saw this.

"It's really useless!" Seeing that this Confucian scholar was forced to the point of collapse by Liu Bian in just a few words, his face was gloomy.

But after all, this person is his divine servant, and he can't help it, and with a wave of his hand, a pure incense burns on the Confucian scholar to stabilize his will.

The Confucian soul sometimes disintegrates and sometimes coalesces, on the verge of destruction and remodeling.

When the other cultivators saw this, their faces were also pale and they were terrified.

They didn't expect this junior's words to be so sharp enough to kill, and if they were in the same situation, they would probably not be able to survive.

In the end, with the blessing of the incense of the land lord, the Confucian man barely maintained his form, but it was still much darker than before.

Frightened and frightened, he saluted to the land and said, "Thank God for the rescue!"

When he straightened up, the Confucian priest's eyes looking at Liu Bian were already full of resentment and hatred, "This son is bad for my Dao heart, and with the help of God, today I must make this person's will succumb and fall into a state of no return." ”

Seeing his resentful expression in his eyes, Liu Bian had an extremely cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "The villain is a relative!

How could he give this man a chance to fight back and take advantage of his illness to kill him.

"Zeng Zi Youyun: A scholar can't fail to Hongyi, and there is a long way to go. Benevolence is one's own duty, and it is not too important? After death, it is not far away? This is the sutra of a saint, since you are a Confucian scholar, can you listen to this? Bend down to others, offer flattery, grovel, what face is based on the world? You are dressed in Confucian skin!" Liu Bian stood up suddenly, his body straight as a big gun, and shouted loudly, his words were heart-wrenching.

"You ......" The Confucian priest's face turned red when he heard this, and he held Liu Bian, and the soul body that had just been stabilized quickly collapsed again.

"Oops!" the land lord secretly screamed, and was about to strike again.

"Ah......" The Confucian suddenly shouted, and the soul exploded in place.

The chaotic thoughts swept out, and the soul was completely gone.