At the site of the Jinjiazhou battlefield, the short and thin old man with white hair and purple clothes tied to the wine pot at his waist, stepping barefoot on the tip of an iron spear that was obliquely inserted into the ground, Yu Xuan looked around, in all directions, there were the corpses of the elite soldiers and qi practitioners on the mountain of Yizhou, and there were many piles of corpses, which should have been built by the demon beasts for the big demon of the dry bone throne, so that Bai Ying could rely on these white bone ghosts who had become puppets to advance northward in one go, and take the remaining territory of Jinjiazhou, which had no decisive power.

That Bai Ying is really the most damned one among the Fourteen Throne Demons. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles. It's already so raging in Jinjia Continent, once this beast reaches the Middle Earth Divine Continent, then it's worth it?

It's a pity that he came a step late, and he couldn't stop the frenzied Wanyan Laojing, and he couldn't take the opportunity to take the opportunity to take a moment for this Bai Ying. In fact, Yu Xuan's purpose of coming here across continents earlier was to put aside grievances with Wanyan Laojing for the time being and help Jinjiazhou survive for a while longer.

Yu Xuan thinks that the dozens or hundreds of small skills of hand carving insects are indeed relatively congenital and invincible against Bai Ying's army of dry bones, after all, Yu Xuan doesn't have much, but the number of talismans is okay, so he wins by quantity. In addition, seeing that Bai Ying is not too good at catching and fighting, Yu Xuan feels that since he is safe and healthy, he has come here to join in the fun, as long as he doesn't learn that Zhou Shenzhi, it is not a big problem.

It's just that at this moment, Yu Xuan stepped on the tip of the gun, the wind gusted, the big sleeves were bulging, and the old man was pulling his beard, even more worried.

Bai Ying has disappeared, when she went to Fuyao Zhou to kill Bai Ye, and asked for a near water building to get the moon first?

It's just that I don't know what the mood of this throne demon who doesn't seem to be very good at catching and fighting each other is, whether it's as worrying as me Yu Xuan. After all, if you want to kill Bai Ye, how can you do it without paying a price.

Yu Xuan looked at the little girl who walked slowly and stopped a little farther, and the old man smiled: "It's called Pei Qian, it's famous, and Cao Ci is good, young people are scared to death of us old immortals, it's very good." ”

Pei Qian had been looking left and right before, and after stopping, he clenched his fists, and then asked, "Old Immortal Yu, can I clean up the battlefield?" If you can, at most a stick of incense. Half-burnt incense is also made. ”

You can kill a Jade Pu Realm demon clan monk with a snap of his fingers, and the old-timers are dressed like this, Pei Qian recognized his identity at a glance, the talisman of the Middle Earth Divine Continent Yu Xuan.

In the early years, they traveled together and returned to their hometown, and the master once mentioned that he was too Xuan, and he admired the old immortals who could make the master admire, and now he was willing to come to the Jinjiazhou battlefield alone, Pei Qian felt that he had missed the old sword fairy of Zhou, but he did not miss the old immortal, and this fight was not in vain. Pei Qian also asked the master back then, which of the yellow paper talismans on his forehead was more valuable than the talismans drawn by Lao Er's most attentive heart, right? The master hummed at that time, smiled and narrowed his eyes, and gave Pei Qian an extra bowl of fish soup. In fact, at that time, the black charcoal girl had already eaten and drunk enough, and her belly was round, and when she took the bowl with a bitter face, she didn't know whether she was wrong or right.

Pei Qian didn't think of these things when he was a child, and felt that he couldn't live in the old immortals, not because of who was more valuable in the competition, but because he didn't know the height of the sky at that time, he casually shouted to Yu Lao'er, so Pei Qian was finally fortunate to see the real person, and he was extremely respectful and polite. What's more, this old-timer, the mood is bright, like the Milky Way hanging in the sky, and the stars are shining. Pei Qian had only glanced at it twice before, and he hadn't looked at it much, and after roughly determining the inclination of the people's hearts in that scene, Pei Qian didn't dare to look at it, and he couldn't look at it more.

Yu Xuan nodded and said, "Are you afraid that Bai Ying is hiding in it? No, I ran away early, no beast dares to come to death at this time, don't worry." Don't say it's a stick of incense, it's okay for an hour. It's just that the little girl is staying here for a long time, you are a pure martial artist, and your realm is high, after all, you can't properly dispose of these corpses, so let me come. ”

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, but he still said frankly: "Old Immortal Yu, the junior wants to pick up some objects from those demon clan monks in exchange for some fairy money." ”

Yu Xuan was stunned for a long time, such a young pure martial artist, feeling that he was only a little bit short of Cao Ci, and he dared to ask himself if he could pick up money?

In fact, it scares the old-timers, not to mention that she is still a little girl who is much younger than Cao Ci, Yu Xuan almost cheekily asked, "Does the little girl have a teacher, if not, it happens to be a coincidence, the old man knows a little boxing, it is better to worship me as a teacher", as for whether it will be boxing, first abduct an apprentice. It's just that Yu Xuan knows very well that such a young genius must be not low.

Yu Xuan laughed and said, "Just rest assured to pick up the money, the old man will help you stare at it for a while." ”

After a few moments, make another decision.

Anyway, Shiro is not so easy to kill.

Pei Qian got the decree of the old immortal, hugged his fists heavily, smiled brightly, pinched out a simple seal from his sleeve, and then stomped his foot lightly, and shook several of the most treasured mountain objects that he had taken a fancy to early on from the corpses of some demon clan earth immortal monks at the same time, and with a wave of his hand, he was included in the objects at hand. Pei Qian swept away, and wherever she went, she stepped on the ground with her toes, and within a radius of several miles, only the objects on the demon clan would rise from the ground, and then she was accurately pulled by her fist intent, like a guest coming to the door, and entered the mansion one after another.

She borrowed a seal from Sister Na Zaixi early, and later borrowed a square inch with Sister Zhu Mei. After all, the battlefield battles are tragic again and again, and survival is the first priority, Pei Qian has never dared to be distracted, and today is the only exception. It's just that the current battlefield ruins can be said to be full of heavenly treasures and immortal artifacts, Pei Qian still plans to leave with a stick of incense, and he can't delay more time with the old immortals.

Yu Xuan seemed to be stepping on the tip of the gun, looking south at Fuyaozhou, but in fact, he had been paying attention to the female martial artist behind him.

Let's see if there is a promise to keep it, and only pick the heavy treasure on the mountain on the corpse of the demon clan into the bag, if one accidentally picks up the wrong one, then don't blame the old man for being careless.

Very good.

The little girl has a good eye for picking things, and she is very responsible and careful in doing things.

In this case, no matter how many opportunities you have, you should take it, as long as you can see that you can move it away, it will be up to the little girl to make a fortune. Of course, Yu Xuan doesn't look down on these grades that are too ordinary. What's more, at most, he is cleaning up the corpses on the battlefield, so as not to become a disaster for future wars, how can he have the heart to make money, not to mention that Yu Xuan has practiced in this life, and he has not worried about immortal money and natal objects for a day, and he has relied on his ability to let them come uninvited.

It's a pity, it's a good girl, what's good when that pure martial artist, it's better to enter my mountain gate, learn my Taoist talisman, and don't need to punch and kick to kill, you must know that in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, there has always been a saying that "killing immortals, talisman is in Xuan", the little girl has never heard of it, is it tempting?

It's a pity that the little girl's eyes are just shining, so she sees the money, and she doesn't know the real fairy money, so she doesn't move in front of her.

Just a stick of incense.

That Pei Qian returned to the place where he had stopped and hugged his fist again, hugged his fist again, and thanked the old fairy Yu and said goodbye.

Yu Xuan nodded. The little girl is much more pleasing to the eye than the stinky boy of Cao Ci.

The old man has also made up his mind, go and take a look, just go to Fuyaozhou to take a few looks, throw a few talismans, and run away if he can't beat it.

Pei Qian, who was covered in blood, took a deep breath, and before evacuating from the battlefield, looking at the corpses that were destined to be impossible to bury and meaningless, Pei Qian bit his lip and silently recited in his heart, "Everyone go well".

Pei Qian's knees bent slightly, rising from the ground, the earthquake trembled, and the ripples shattered, shattering the true bodies of many demon clan earth immortal monks.

After Yu Xuan heard the voice of Pei Qian's heart, he smiled slightly, stepped on the tip of the gun lightly, the old man landed barefoot, but the long bridge was flipped, like an immortal resisting the wind, catching up with that Pei Qian, not fast or slow, and Pei Qian was like two horses side by side, Pei Qian hesitated, or held the spear engraved with a golden talisman, it was the Jade Pu Realm Demon Clan's natal attack that was killed by the old immortal, Pei Qian turned his head and shouted loudly:" The old immortal is worthy of his name, no wonder my master will say a talisman to Wushuang, murderous immortal Xuan, as for the Xuan's hand, as if from the gathering of rivers into the sea, the weather is thousands, and it teaches the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the world's Taoism is a single peak. ”

Pei Qian has a weak heart, the master has never said that, I don't know if my words will be too farthic. It would be nice if the master was here, and it would definitely be better to be measured.

Pei Qian didn't dare to look more at the world, the world was sad, it turned out that there was more than just a master who was not in the rivers and lakes by his side.

It doesn't matter, she temporarily accepted an anonymous disciple, a little mute who doesn't like to talk and can't say much.

Thousands of miles away from the battlefield, Pei Qian found the child on the top of a big mountain, and he was still used to squatting on the ground, Cao Ci and Sister Zaixi stood side by side, both dressed in white, like a fairy couple walking out of a pair of picture scrolls.

After Pei Qian fell to the ground, he shouted Ah Pu, the little mute who didn't want to say anything, just raised his head to look at her, and lowered his head again.

Pei Qian glanced at Cao Ci, a little helpless, until he had seen the confrontation between Cao Ci and a great demon in the Ascension Realm before, Cao Ci fell behind, but he couldn't talk about how to be in an embarrassing situation, Pei Qian knew a truth, it turned out that Cao Ci fought on the battlefield in the past, and still did not punch with all his strength, kill demons, save people, punch, punch, strength, trajectory, close punch, and punch again, fist boxing is just right, Cao Ci seems to be an unpredictable prophet of fist boxing, so he doesn't need to hand over his fist to fight for the first place.

After Pei Qian Yufeng left, Yu Xuan changed his beard to caress his beard, no wonder the little girl knows how to be polite, it turns out that there is a good master who carefully teaches her, I don't know how old she is, but she has such a steady insight.

Yu Xuan restrained his smile, disappeared in a flash, traveled all the way south, traveled across continents, and muttered: "If you die, you will die." ”

The old man was alone, accompanied only by talismans.

Haoran saved Bai Ye, and Fu Yu Xuan is also.

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Fuyao Island.

Bai Ye fought with a sword alone, and a green shirt swayed and soared to the sky.

The mountains and rivers of Yizhou under his feet have become a great world of formations, from the canopy to the land, all of them are shrouded in the luck of the wild world, and then with the coast of Yizhou as the boundary, it has become a huge cage that detains, overwhelms, and besieges Bai Ye.

It doesn't matter if you're white, you just need to keep the battlefield away from the world, the gods fight and the vulgar suffer, and Bai can't get used to seeing more, and the swordsmanship of his life ends in a battle, like a work of poetry, how can it be so.

As for the rest, feel free and have fun.

Bai also hovered with his sword, looked around, and his heart was not at a loss.

The only regret is that Bai doesn't want to owe anyone, but this saber that has been with him for many years will probably not be able to return to the Great Xuandu Guansun Daoist.

This fairy sword is called "Taibai".

The first time I met with Sun Daochang and the fairy sword "too white", it was also the first time that Sun Daochang traveled far away to the world to relax, Sun Daochang was a gift sword at the beginning, and Bai was unwilling to accept it, so Sun Daochang changed it to borrow, the reason is that the name of this fairy sword, and the peach blossom color of his own Taoist temple, slightly rushed, it is difficult to ask for a great luck, the fairy sword is too white, and you are a perfect match. Poor Dao should marry his daughter, marry Haoran far away, and by the way, he recognized a son-in-law, no loss, no loss, it can be seen that Poor Dao acts and indeed only makes big and small profits......

Even if Bai Ye feels indebted, but he doesn't care too much, there are only three people, the Daomen Sword Immortal Ancestor Guan Guan Master Sun Huaizhong. Jun Qian, a close friend who visited the immortals together. Master Wensheng.

Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain. Wenhai is thoughtful, and the swordsman Liu Cha. Bai Ying, Yang Zhi, Scarlet Concubine. Yuan Shou, Yao Jia, Huang Luan, the owner of the lotus hermitage. Cattle knife, cut rhyme, dragon king, five ridges.

There were once fourteen thrones in the wilderness. Now that's the old thing.

In the final stage of the Great Wall of Sword Qi battlefield, the Lotus Nunnery Master who had refined the half-round moon had already been killed by Dong Sangen, not only that, but also the big demon and Mingyue were cut down together.

The great demon Huang Luan, who has refined countless immortal caves and pavilions and attics, heard that he was also killed by Ah Liang and the sword immortal Yao Chongdao, so that he fell endlessly, so he had to change his skin and become a Yuan Infant Realm, and life was better than death.

As for the throne demon who was in this Fuyao Continent before, the first to fall in the vast world, alias Yao Jia, in the words of Lao Xiucai, is to like to be rich and broad, and I can't see this kind of goods the most.

It was an existence that killed countless mountain and water gods in Fuyao Continent to make up for its damage in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and Bai Ye handed out three swords before and after, and finally killed them at the ruins of the Inverted Hanging Mountain. The first sword is used to send guests away from Fuyao Continent, so as not to hurt the innocent, the second sword and Yao Jia are considered to swim in the sea together, used to return the salute to the wild world, and the third sword white is also the most devoted, which is considered to be the sword cultivation that has recently paid tribute to those sword qi Great Wall heroes and died.

In fact, Bai Ye should have handed out one or two more swords in order to truly kill Yao Jia.

It's just that someone made a move at that time, and suppressed the great power of changing the heavens and the earth of the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, Bai wouldn't mind traveling far away with his sword, and he just happened to see the remaining half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi that still belonged to the vast world.

Shiraku was hovering in the middle of the sea of clouds above a continent at the moment.

The sea of clouds under his feet is the natal means of the dry bone demon Bai Ying, all of them are the raging resentment of the ghosts, and there are countless white bones and arms that want to rush to Bai Ye's side, and they are dispelled by Bai Ying's mighty qi that does not need to draw a sword.

Bai Ying no longer sat on the throne of dry bones, and stood up, and beside him stood a powerful sword attendant with the face of the Dragon Monarch Formation Master in the past.

On top of the corpse of an ancient god floating in the air, the Great Demon Five Ridges stood on top of the corpse's head, stretched out his hand to hold a spear through the skull, thunder and shock, there were colorful thunderbolts lingering around the spear and the entire arm of the Great Demon Eagle, and the thunder resounded over a continent, making the five ridges reappear in the world like a supreme god of the thunder department.

There was a giant with three heads and six arms, sitting on a futon covered with golden books, and the sword mark on his chest, after passing the Great Wall of Sword Qi, still only half of it was erased, and half of it was deliberately left.

He would not completely erase the sword marks until he personally destroyed the Fifth Heaven Ascension City with his own hands.

The big demon wearing the emperor's crown looked up, wearing an ink-colored dragon robe, with a human head and a huge body, floating around the flying sky with a pipa in his arms, just happened to be an old friend Yuan Shou who came across the continent in an instant, and took it to grab the soybeans that were chewed in the mouth like wine, used to heal the wounds, and hit two sticks on the battlefield of the old Dragon City, and suffered a lot of sword cultivation flying swords in the north of Luzhou, not to talk about how to hurt the root of the avenue, after all, the injury was not light, and how tenacious the real body of the big demon was, once injured, against the opponent of the Ascension Realm who was not usually a sword cultivator, he was not afraid, but now in the face of Bai Ye, Yuan Shou has always been polite to Yang Zhi, and Yang Zhi does not mind this loss, and both sides have to recover to their peak combat strength。

Yuan Shou still hovered with his sword, carrying a long stick on his shoulder, and tied a string of beads refined from many mountains, and now there are a lot of beads in his hand, all of which are some big mountains in Tongyezhou.

The odds of winning are not good, in fact, it can't be talked about, the situation of winning steadily, whether it is Liu Cha in his own camp, Ah Liang who returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi from the Outer Heavens, and Bai also changed positions, they all ended up the same. Let Yang Zhi and Yuan Shou, or the only thing that all the big demons care about, is the six of them, whether they die or not, and which one to die, is very important. Bai Ye, the last sword in this life, will inevitably be buried with him, even if he can't kill anyone, he will end up as Huang Luan, which is not equivalent to death.

A burly demon wearing gold armor, the appearance is no different from a person, but he is a hundred feet tall, and the ancient gold armor on his body is not only a cage, but also a shelter, the golden armor tends to be broken, and the golden light is thick like water, like a stream of water sloping out of the stone stream. He is known as "Niu Dao", his name can be described as extremely vulgar, he and the rest of the throne demons are staring at the vast world, each taking what they need, it is not the same, his real object of revenge is still in the green world, not even in the white jade capital, but a "young man and old guy" who likes to stay in the Lotus Cave Tianguan Dao!

The only big demon who never likes to appear in the real world is the handsome and abnormal cut rhyme, and the sword is tied around the waist.

So it looks extraordinarily small, and it is roughly the same as the scholar Bai Ye, and the body shape is roughly the same.

Bai Ying, Wu Yu, Yang Zhi, Yuan Shou, Niu Dao, Cut Rhyme.

From different battlefields and different positions, they were finally in Fuyao Island together.

The six-headed demon who besieged Bai Ye turned out to be a well-deserved throne demon.

The lord of the lotus nunnery, Huang Luan, Yao Jia, and the three-headed demon have all become old yellow calendars. It's just that now there is another Xiao Xuan with a high throne position, and he has made up for two less convincing Ascension Realms. The last two new throne demons, the previous thrones, actually didn't pay attention to them, they just made up the numbers. For example, in this encirclement and suppression of those who have no ancestors before and maybe no one who will come after them, Zhou Mi did not let them show up at all.

Bai Ye smiled and said: "The new Fourteen Thrones, less than half of the people who came to Fuyao Continent, look down on me Bai Ye?"

Na Qiyun twisted a strand of hair from his sideburns, and said with a smile: "This is what only the Holy Ancestor can say." ”

Bai Ye shook his head and said, "There are some things that the Holy Ancestor may not be able to say. ”

The implication is that there are naturally some words, and only I can say it in vain between heaven and earth.

None of the six demons spoke. Probably nothing to say.

Bai Ye stretched out his hand and gently held the hilt of the sword, and said suspiciously: "What are you doing in a daze, just come and kill Bai Ye." Don't you dare to kill people? Then I'm going to kill demons. ”

A sword out of its sheath.

The fairy sword is too white, and the sword light is too white.

Suddenly there was only light between heaven and earth.

The first mountain and river prohibition that belongs to the wild world of Fuyao Continent Tianmu has completely collapsed, a torrential rain, colorful glass, all of which are sword qi turned into white, and the sword array smashed towards the sea of clouds and the six-headed demon.

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At the northern ferry port of Tongyezhou, the gentlemen and students of the wild world in the middle of the sea, a total of four people, walked together.

Zhou Mi was in a good mood, and it was rare to talk about some old things with the three descendants.

"Jia Sheng, the frustrated person in the vast world, after leaving the Middle Earth Divine Continent, if he wants to become the Wenhai Zhoumi of the savage world, of course he will pass through the Great Wall of Sword Qi. ”

"At that time, the scholar who claimed to want to open peace for the human race for all generations, still didn't give up on his hometown, so he found Chen Qingdu, the boss sword immortal who had nothing to do anyway. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Mi smiled heartily, "It can be regarded as a false holy decree, at that time, he claimed to have obtained a tacit understanding between a deputy sect leader of the Middle Earth Confucian Temple and the sacrificial wine of the Xue Palace, as long as the tens of thousands of sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi are willing to help, follow the Qi practitioners of the Haoran world, and kill the Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world together, open up the territory for the Haoran world, and create a feat that has not been seen for 10,000 years, then the identity of the 10,000-year prisoner of the sword cultivation will become the real old yellow calendar, and the Confucian Temple is willing to take out a piece of great blessed land and hand it over to the sword cultivator. From then on, the well water of both sides did not interfere with the river water.

A young blind man who was full of books said: "For the sake of emotion, reason and the general trend, the Temple of Literature should pay like this." No, they all pay like this. ”

In the past, Jiashen tent clogs, and now Zhou Mi's closed disciple, Zhou Qinggao.

Mr. said that the world changes, many good words will become bad words, just like the name "Qinggao", how good the original meaning is, what about the world now?

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Of course I need to promise Chen Qingdu that when the sword cultivation is over, half of them will survive, at least! Otherwise, the scholars, including Jia Sheng, are the most likely to regret and regret it." ”

Zhou Qinggao asked curiously, "What did that boss sword immortal say?"

"Chen Qingdu likes to take a walk in the city with his hands behind, I will accompany him for a walk for a few miles, Chen Qingdu smiled and said This kind of thing has nothing to do with me, as long as you can convince the Zhongtu Temple and a few sword immortals except me, there will be no problem on my side. ”

"I am the last criminal officer in the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He has been in office for more than 100 years. A pseudonym, of course. Chen Qingdu also helped me hide my true identity. Can't guess, right?"

Zhou Mi smiled, for some reason, although Chen Qingdu was surprisingly good at talking at that time, it seemed that from the beginning, he didn't think he could do anything.

Sword Immortal Shouchen smiled: "I really can't guess it." ”

Liu Bai suddenly asked: "Sir, why is Bai also willing to fight with a sword alone and defend Fuyao Continent alone." ”

The gentleman just laughed. But he didn't explain anything to this disciple.

Zhou Qinggao had to help his husband and senior sister patiently explain: "Senior sister thinks that white is also a vain death?"

Zhou Qinggao shook his head to himself and said slowly: "Yes and no." Yes and no. When Zhou Shenzhi was in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, he was almost all the mountain qi practitioners, especially the old immortals in the minds of local sword cultivators, one of the ten people in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, even if the ranking was not high, only ninth, he was still sincerely regarded as invincible by the sword. ”

"As a result, after giving us a throne demon to kill alive, many people in the Middle Earth Divine Continent will start to fight for the 'old abacus' who is at the bottom of the ten, and even many people still think that Zhou Shenzhi is an old waste who is not worthy of the name, what is the sword immortal, maybe he went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in that barbarian land, Zhou Shenzhi may not be able to engrave words and become famous. As soon as Zhou Shenzhi died, there was a rebellion from the old man who finished his face, and it was you, who was already in the Ascension Realm, do you want to go to the troubled waters?"

"Isn't Bai higher than Zhou Shenzhi's swordsmanship? Will the three swords slash that throne and avenge Zhou Shenzhi? So what will happen if Bai also dies? But the question is, Bai will not go to Fuyao Continent, who can go, who dares to go? Whether it is Fuyao Continent or Tongye Continent, is it the decisive place that determines the ownership of the world?"

Liubai is actually not stupid, otherwise he would not have become the right-hand man of the clogs in the planning of the account in Najia, and nodded and said: "In the end, it depends on the battle situation in the Middle-earth Divine Continent." As long as the world can be defended, it is invincible, and we will be very troublesome, quite troublesome. Many of the accumulated first-mover advantages will gradually become large and small hidden dangers, which will surface one by one. ”

Shouchen suddenly said: "Bai should also accept it when he sees it, and return to the Middle Earth Divine Continent." To open up a new world, he has made great merits, and the sword slashes the throne, which is enough to have a clear conscience. It's time for someone else to come on. ”

Zhou Qinggao shook his head and said: "If Bai Ye thinks like this, such a person, then Haoran World is really easy to fight." ”

Liubai admires this closed disciple who has just been given the name by this gentleman, and now he is her junior brother.

Back then, in the Jiashen account, in fact, Liubai was enough to admire the strategizing of the leader of the military tent, Clogs.

Now that he has become a fellow student, he is even more ashamed of himself.

On Mr.'s side, Zhou Qinggao was never timid, as if he was never afraid of saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing.

Talking to the senior brother and the minister, he is not at all behind, and it is not deliberately in words, the junior brother will definitely win over the senior brother.

Zhou Mi smiled: "You guys are still thinking shallowly. ”

"Don't think that a great wall of sword qi has blocked us for many years, and you feel that your own world is not too strong. Well, there's nothing wrong with you thinking so, as for my hometown, sir, under the mountain and halfway up in this vast world, it's better for everyone to think so, it's great. Occasionally, a few, such as embroidered tigers, such as white also, dare everyone to be drunk and I am sober. More people, on the contrary, are most afraid of this. To those idiots under the mountain, they are annoyed and annoyed endlessly, so the temper of the gods on the mountain is never small. ”

The Great Wall of Sword Qi is too difficult to knock down, which is a bad thing, but it is actually a good thing.

After laying down the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is easy to fight the Tongye Continent and the Fuyao Continent again, and the battlefield spirit will not fall, but will rise, and the Nan Po Continent will be broken sooner or later, and the Golden Jiazhou and the Aquarius Continent in front of you will be destroyed.

"If it weren't for Zhou Shenzhi begging for death, he would have to die, otherwise it would be a little hindering the situation in Fuyaozhou, plus this guy will fight to the death and not retreat, I am actually ready, give him a chance to become famous, and there will be no later Bai Ye three swords to kill the throne? Bai Ye will only not even have a chance to make a sword, because that Zhou Shenzhi hit the throne demon with a sword earlier. It can be seen from this that the sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, sword cultivation, are all ant-like paper paste colors, look at our Zhou Shenzhi, who is only the ninth in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, isn't it only fourteen thrones in total, our old Zhou Sword Immortal is in that mountain cave, one

The sword leveled one. So this battle is actually very easy to fight. Those demon beasts, pouring out half of the power of the world in the true sense, are not worth mentioning at all. ”

"So it's just a fluke to take the land of two continents. ”

"What's more, it's just that the Middle Earth Temple of Literature is too cautious, and the Confucian sages are too fussy and too unsage. It's ridiculous, too disappointing, too sad and indignant. ”

Rubai was dumbfounded.

Zhou Mi shook his head lightly, looked at the side of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and said with a smile: "The world has not changed, and it will always teach people to laugh dry." ”

"The strong man does not ask about right and wrong, does not distinguish between right and wrong, and must have no concern, as long as the strong man is strong enough, sits firmly in the highest position, speaks, shoots, even if he is silent, everything is reasonable, and even the whole world will help him reason. ”

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Bai will also die in vain, when the time comes, he will only see the truth with his own eyes, and the most proud Bai Ye in the world was killed by Liu Cha with a sword in the wild world, that's all." Wasn't everyone afraid of the slightest bit before, but now I want you to scare your courage directly. ”

From the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, it is customary to talk about the tragic fighting, on the death of death, on the need to die, the vast world that has enjoyed peace for thousands of years is also worthy of comparison with the wild world?

On mobilizing the power of the whole world, you scatter the sand one by one in the vast world, and everyone plays with your mud in their own homes.

Zhou Mi laughed loudly, then straightened his clothes, shook his sleeves, and took the initiative to open the ban on the Heavenly Fortune of Yizhou, and made a confrontation with heaven and earth, and said loudly: "Holy Master, my hometown has made that scholar Jia Sheng desperate for too many years, and now I have to allow my Wenhai Zhou to disgust you." ”

Aquarius is above a sea of clouds.

Xu Wan asked, "This Jia Sheng?"

Cui Yun said: "Pretend to be and hide your back hand." ”

Zhou Mi turned his head to look at Aquarius, "Heaven and earth know me, only the embroidered tiger is also." ”

Zhou Qinggao only asked one crucial question: "Temple of Literature?"

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "Why is it so important? My hometown is not a place to be reasonable. ”

He was careful and reasonable, so he had already spoken for the Temple of Literature, and he had already revealed why the Temple of Literature in China was so dungeon and tied.

In those days, Jia Sheng's 12 Taiping Strategies! Which strategy was not to avoid today's affairs for the Temple of Literature? Which one was not the fundamental reason for the erosion of the overall situation today? A vast world in which even the gentleman and sage could not be the temple and the national teacher and the monarch behind the scenes, and even the emperor and the king could not be all Confucian children, and there should be today's suffering. It's your own trouble. When it really comes time to die on the battlefield, sages, gentlemen, and sages, what do you use to reason? Carry a few books of sages and sages, and tell those who are about to die about the sages and sages in those books?

At that time, the world did not listen, and the twelve strategies of Taiping that I painstakingly wrote were put on the shelf.

Then listen and think more now, and think about it.

It's a pity that there is only one Cui Yun. It's a pity that an embroidered tiger will not only die by itself, but will also be stinked in the history books for 10,000 years, even if it ...... Even if Haoran won this war, it would still be so, and it was destined to be so.

Your Confucian Temple has given the world too many roads to follow, and too much freedom to the world, but it will only make people feel that everyone is not free, far from enough.

Very good!

If you want that pure and unfettered freedom, Tuoyue Mountain will give it to you.

Respecting the strong is the only truth, and the wild world has always talked about this, but it is not my careful words.

Zhou Mi quickened his pace slightly, and the three students were interested in letting Mr. take a walk on the beach alone.

The scarlet minister stopped and looked at the southernmost battlefield of the Aquarius Continent in the north, the scarlet concubine had already sent those plague gods and two passers-by to the Old Dragon City, and it seemed to be working well.

Zhou Qinggao and Liubai turned around and walked slowly, Zhou Qinggao was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Senior sister, do you know that you like that hidden official?"

Liubai was dumbfounded, and then scolded with a smile: "What?!Clogs, are you crazy?!"

Zhou Qinggao stopped and said with a smile: "Who is crazy? No one is crazy." ”

Liubai's face was snow-white, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible! Senior brother, don't talk nonsense. ”

Zhou Qinggao continued to walk, "Instead of worrying that the demon in the future is the hidden official, it is better to open your heart and admit what you like, first, Chen Ping'an will definitely die on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, even if he takes 10,000 steps back and says, Chen Ping'an will not die, senior sister actually knows that she is destined to be unable to take revenge on him in this life." Then the inner demons will always be on the path of cultivating the mind, waiting to be white. The more you deceive yourself, the more demons will take advantage of it. Second, not only do you have to like it, but you also have to really like it the most, and then Liubai only needs to have a thought in his heart, and he will definitely ask Jian Feisheng City in person in the future, so that the culprit who killed Chen Ping'an will let Ning Yao know one thing, Chen Ping'an likes Ning Yao, and it is better to really like Liubai. ”

Sweating white, he never moved to keep up with the junior brother.

Shouchen and Zhou Mi laughed and said, "Mr. has accepted a good disciple." ”

Zhou Mi smiled and said, "It's normal for senior brother to be inferior to junior brother, just don't come too early." ”

"Zhou Qinggao is not quite the same as you brothers and sisters. He sincerely admired the Great Wall of Sword Qi and admired the young hidden official in his heart. Therefore, the denial of the vast world in his heart is heavier than that of you. At the same time, he has a greater chance to become Chen Ping'an in the wild world. As for that Feiran, after all, he had his own path to go early on, under the pseudonym Chen Yin, more after landing in Tongyezhou, it was too boring to be idle, not to mention that Feiran didn't need to be someone else at all. ”

"Mr. is in a good mood today, so I will say a few words to you in advance. I have some young people in my heart, and I am very optimistic. In addition to you and Zhou Qinggao, Feiran, there are also Yusi, Tan, Cardamom and so on. Almost a dozen, less than twenty young people, and I'm looking forward to your achievements. Believe sir, it won't be low. ”

"I'll go find the credit moon and take her to see the plane tree and the demon tower. Shouchen, you and your junior brother on the battlefield of Old Dragon City help to keep an eye on it. ”

The retainers were commanded.

Mr. is thoughtful, thorough, and a good person.

The younger brother is clear, the water is clear and the mountains are high, and he is a person.

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Lao Xiucai staggered and sat at the canopy of Nanpo Sazhou, not far from a sage who came from the lineage of the saint.

One doesn't want to speak for the time being, and the other is just waiting to speak, anyway, the old show around him will definitely speak, and he can't stop it.

"You sages have been lonely since ancient times, and you have worked hard. ”

Sure enough, Lao Xiucai coughed a few times, that is, he was in harmony with the three continents of the world, and he couldn't spit out a few mouthfuls of real blood, so he would be considered to moisten his throat, first said that others were really hard, and then came to spit out bitterness with the saint: "It's not easy for me, forget the merit book of the Temple of Literature, it's not bad for this one or two strokes, but you have to take an extra credit for yourself first, and then the Temple of Literature quarrels, you have to stand on my side and say a few fair words." ”

The Confucian Temple attendant sage nodded and said, "If there is one thing to say, it will be a matter of facts." What I should say is not a lot of Wensheng. shouldn't be said, even if Wen Sheng is splashing and rolling here, it's still useless. ”

Lao Xiucai sat cross-legged, beat his chest and said aggrievedly: "It's not as atmospheric as your husband, no wonder I couldn't get a prefix in front of the holy word." Look at me, you learn from me......"

The saint said bluntly: "I can't see less, I can't learn." ”

The Confucian Temple's ritual and holy lineage and the withered incense of the Wensheng have always been the closest. Otherwise, I wouldn't have hoped so much that Mao Xiaodong, who was not a descendant but was named, would be able to stay in his own school palace and concentrate on his studies.

And the warlord of the Great Wall of Sword Qi back then, Wang Zai, a gentleman from the Liji Academy, would not take the initiative to say those few evil words with hidden intentions for Chen Ping'an, who was not a hidden official at that time, and finally took the initiative to ask Chen Ping'an for a seal with the inscription "The day is like day, and the moon is like night", and he even didn't see it, and asked Chen Ping'an to sign it.

Lao Xiucai sighed, it was really boring, if he wasn't too lazy to run away, he would have changed to a more interesting and funny chat.

The Middle Earth Confucian Temple, a total of seventy-two accompanying sages, among which these are responsible for sitting in the Jiuzhou Tianmu, year after year, the "dry guard and sitting wax", need to inspect the brightest lights in the world of the mountains and rivers of Yizhou day and night, suppress the actions of all the great monks of the Ascension Realm, do not allow them to leave the mountains and rivers of Yizhou without authorization, and also supervise the whereabouts of the immortals and abuse their magical powers, so as not to harm the common people in the world. For example, there were three in Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent back then, and Aquarius Continent was the smallest place, with only two of them, and as for this Nanpo Continent, because it was closest to the Inverted Hanging Mountain and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were as many as four.

Among them, there was once one in Fuyaozhou, whose temper was more in love with Lao Xiucai, and he was a relatively talkative person, so he smiled with Lao Xiucai in private, saying that he saw the lights of praying for blessings and wishes in the world, and the lights were rising, getting closer and closer to himself, and he really felt that the beauty of the world was so far, it was the ultimate.

It is precisely because of the sage's words that Lao Xiucai has the humorous evaluation of "sitting on wax". can say bad things as really good words, which is the only way for Lao Xiucai to speak.

As for being able to say good things in a weird way, something is wrong everywhere...... Fuck you, my old Xiucai is a famous scholar! Who would say half a bad word?!

Lao Xiucai asked: "Is there any wine? The wine in the world is always inexhaustible, you can borrow two pots from a rich and noble family, and let's go to one." Remember not to pick the fairy wine brewed by the immortal mansion on the mountain, I am not the kind of person who is blind and exquisite. ”

The saint shook his head.

Lao Xiucai high-fived with his fist, "Then I'll find Chen Chun'an to find a drink later, and I don't need to borrow it." Alas, if you look at this whole thing, it seems that all of a sudden it has become that the scholars of the first line of worship are not as atmospheric as the first line of the sub-saints. Blame me, blame me, it's hard to escape the blame, that is, there is no alcohol here, otherwise I would definitely have to punish myself with three glasses first. ”

The sage said, "Wen Sheng said yes. ”

Lao Xiucai immediately laughed and said: "Standing upright, the heart is full of energy, no wonder you can be a saint above Chen Chun'an's head." The other sages are not as majestic as you. The only fly in the ointment is that some trivial things are picked. ”

The sage said, "If I'm not mistaken, someone almost threw a sack of a registered disciple in the Liji School Palace, and before doing this, he also advised the disciple, saying that if one day he really becomes a sage who accompanies the Lisheng lineage, he must go to Nanpo Suozhou to sit in the canopy in the future?

Lao Xiucai waved his hand vigorously and denied: "Impossible, impossible, Mao Xiaodong respects his teacher the most, and he will never betray his husband." ”

I don't know whether to deny it or admit it.

The sage said: "Mao Xiaodong drank high at the big sacrificial wine, and he said it as a matter of his own gentleman's demeanor. ”

Lao Xiucai nodded and exclaimed, "It makes sense." Energetic. ”

The saint suddenly looked into the distance beyond the mountains and rivers of Yizhou, and asked, "Wen Sheng, can you win, can you have fewer dead?"

Lao Xiucai thought for a while and replied, "Since you can't do more, you just have to think more about the benefits." ”

There are also some sages in the Temple of Literature, at the cost of destroying the avenue of cultivation, looking for broken secrets in the long river of time, and then shelving them on the map of the vast world, or waiting for the destined people, or coming into being, and eventually it will become the latest cave or blessed land in the world. The Temple of Literature itself has never been occupied, and there was once a deputy sect leader who said with a smile that he would compete with the world for the interests of the world, and what should he do with the sages and sages.

Over the past 10,000 years, the biggest gain, of course, is that the fifth day of the water came out, the two major credits of discovering the traces and stabilizing the road, thanks to a certain accompanying saint who quarreled with Lao Xiucai the most and embarrassed Lao Xiucai the most in the three or four disputes in the past.

The rest of the saints and sages, some of them all, some of them half, were so eccentric and so resolute, and they went to a distant land where they would not return and would not return, and they would be accompanied by the holy works of the rites for a hundred years, thousands of years, and thousands of years.

Therefore, Lao Xiucai, who has always felt the most distressed about the youngest disciple, has never said a word for the current closed disciple only on this long-distance travel matter.

It was only in the fifth world that I met the daughter-in-law that the closed disciples had found after a lot of hardship, the best little girl Ning Yao, the old Xiucai, and suddenly became sad at that time. almost in front of his friend Bai Ye, in front of a junior, the old tears were all over the place. I can't say anything about this kind of suffering. It's not even the closed disciples of their own family, so it's not easy to be alone.

It is rare for the saint to take the initiative to speak, and there is some smile, and Lao Xiucai said an old story, in fact, compared to their existence, the years are not far apart, but when I think of it now, it seems to be a distant thing: "My friend, who passed by here in the past, scolded Wen Sheng a lot of unpleasant things before returning to Tongyezhou. ”

Lao Xiucai scratched his head, then clasped his hands to his chest, and sneered: "Give him a few casual scoldings, and a few taels of meat are missing, if I am more serious, even if I am not a saint, I have read tens of thousands of catties of sage books in vain!"

The sage smiled again: "The last sentence of the old friend is to say, 'The cold pig's head meat in the Temple of Literature is delicious, anyway, the old show can't eat it, this guy will go to the Temple of Literature one day with a cheeky skin, and you can steal a few pieces from him to eat'." ”

Lao Xiucai slapped his knee, "Just eat, who is afraid of whom?

In the past, Lao Xiucai rarely put on a straight face, and taught a young disciple who never needed to worry about learning things from Mr. Lao Xiucai said to a teenager that it would be a long time after that, "Xiao Qi! Mr. Today is on fire with you, you listen well, Mr. is louder, don't cry your nose...... Well, well, it's true that it's not in a loud voice...... Is cold pork head meat so easy to eat, is it so delicious? It is best to eat it, and if you can't eat it, you can't eat it! You can't be a sage just for the sake of eating pig's head meat! How is it that being a gentleman and a head of the academy is not good, and why is it that your ambitions are not high?"

The talk of eating cold pig's head meat was not pioneered by Lao Xiucai, but it was really carried forward by Lao Xiucai, so that many sages occasionally laughed at themselves and were willing to take the initiative to mention it.

Is it so good to be a saint?

Lao Xiucai once said that Confucianism and Taoism are easy for a gentleman to die, but it is difficult for a saint to die. Lao Xiucai only said half of his words, is it okay for a saint to die?

Why is it that the Confucian saint who sits in the sky, the saint who accompanies the Confucian temple of Confucianism, is already a scholar who has learned all the world, and even the gentleman and sage can exert Confucian magical powers,

For example, those seventy-two academy chiefs, gentlemen and sages in Fuyao Continent and Tongye Continent, and those scholars who have no chance to turn a page of sage books, they are still able to kill enemies and die before they are alive.

So why is it that in the face of the large-scale invasion of the wild world, the Confucian sages who sit in the canopy of heaven can only integrate their luck into the world of one continent?

This is the best thing that those poor sages can do. Does the old thief know? Of course he knows, does he care?

Those who slander or scold the Zhongtu Confucian Temple for their lack of achievements and inaction, do they know what happened to the gentlemen and sages, mountain chiefs, and Confucian scholars of Sanzhou Academy? not only wants people to be heroes, but also talks about success and defeat.

Just like the "old friend" said by the saint around him, it was the accompanying sage who allowed Du Mao to go to the old dragon city in Tongyezhou back then, Lao Xiucai scolded and scolded, if it wasn't for Yasheng showing up at that time to stop him, he would have been beaten.

What's more, there is no cold pig's head meat to eat in the Middle Earth Confucian Temple, with the previous sitting in the canopy year after year, many years, he still concentrates on his own learning, and he insists on eating the incense of the Confucian Temple again, and he wants to return to Tongyezhou, not to mention death, that guy has to hurry up early.

And that guy's true body, following the Rite Saint to protect the vast world, and fighting with the remnants of those ancient gods, has long been broken and dissipated.

Do you want to give this a thumbs up?

In the green world, a white jade capital was created to suppress the outer heavenly demons. The lotus world, the Western Buddha country, suppresses countless of the most stubborn ghosts.

Haoran World seems to be responsible for targeting the demon clan in the wild world. And there's much more to it than that.

As the most important enclave in the Haoran world, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, tens of thousands of sword cultivators, for 10,000 years, have been guarding one place to contain the demon clan in the wild world. The Great Wall of Sword Qi has stood tall for 10,000 years, but is the Temple of Literature able to sit back and relax for 10,000 years? Just stand by and watch the good show? Why does the second god of the Temple of Literature almost never show up in the Temple of Literature? Even if there is even a dispute between the three and four sides, there is no sound? Even if there are thousands of reasons, the biggest one is that the external troubles were too great back then, and the distant worries are never far away.

All the accompanying sages who sit in the Jiuzhou Tianmu are all outside the sky! Follow the Rite Sage to fight against the remnants of those ancient gods! Only the Yin God is left in his hometown, half-dead, and he has to go to the Yizhou Tianmu to be a poor bullshit god!

Otherwise, an ancient god who has broken through the canopy of heaven and is a guest in the Haoran world has been in a daze for thousands of years, and obediently let us be the god of the Haoran world?!

Lao Xiucai said: "Just like you just said, there is one thing to say, just talk about things, your friend, relying on moral articles, really benefit the world, and do quite well, this kind of thing, not in front of you, and my disciple still said the same." ”

The sage nodded and said, "Wen Sheng's reasoning is the most in line with my heart." ”

In fact, in addition to the sage truth, Lao Xiucai's most memorable words of this Tianmu saint are very old Xiucai, not very literate.

Those who don't deal with me are bad people who have rotten their stomachs? Those who have a big road dispute with me are enemies who have no merit? Readers who are different from my cultural context are blind readers?

How old the fuck am I?!

At that time, Lao Xiucai was in the Temple of Literature, and he opened his voice and spoke, seemingly talking about himself first, but in fact, he was talking about everyone later.

Lao Xiucai turned his head and asked sincerely: "Since you admire my knowledge and admiration for my personality so much, why don't you be my disciple?"

The sage said indifferently: "I am hundreds of years older than Wen Shengxu, not to mention whether our knowledge of the first line of worship is good or not, I believe that Wen Shengxu knows it in his heart." ”

Lao Xiucai rubbed his hands and said: "You, you, you are still thin-skinned, I have a very good relationship with your family Rite Master, you change the court, it will definitely be fine." I can't say that I have to praise you for your good vision. Even if Lisheng doesn't praise you, I will praise you a few words from Lisheng when the time comes, what a good student who doesn't have the slightest insight into the door. ”

The saint didn't say anything.

Lao Xiucai is famous for his penchant for climbing up the pole, and if he doesn't have a pole, he has to chop bamboo and chop firewood to make one.

Even if he is facing the Holy Rites, or even the Holy Prophets.

Even if it's in the face of a rural villager, or even a school child.

Lao Xiucai coughed lightly.

In the secluded places where the mountains and rivers of the two continents are inaccessible, those who have not yet been completely stripped of their heroic luck, there will be that vision immediately, or the clouds will roll up, or the water will rise and fall.

As for Nanpo Suozhou, there is the sage next to Lao Xiucai who sits in the mountains and rivers, and there are no ripples before a few ripples.

Lao Xiucai smiled: "I'm tired." I'm not a good guest. ”

The saint shook his head and said, "Anyway, I don't have any wine to entertain Wen Sheng." ”

Lao Xiucai asked, "It won't be to drive people, right?"

The saint nodded and smiled: "Wen Sheng said yes." ”

Lao Xiucai sighed with emotion: "I can only sit and wait for death, it doesn't taste good, right?"

The saint shook his head and said, "It's better than Wen Sheng, you don't have to suffer from pain." ”

The sages only leave the yin god to sit in the canopy, responsible for stabilizing the luck of the mountains and rivers, which is not only a helpless move of the Confucian Temple, but also a fortunate and suitable thing in the world, because since the lonely sages since ancient times have no real body, they are more pure and in line with the way of heaven.

Lao Xiucai stood up and scolded and left. One stumbles and disappears quickly.

Anyway, now the qi practitioners in the world are impassioned and full of righteous indignation, and they have scolded these saints for being good people who can only give away heads, not inferior to his old Xiucai.

The saint sighed, and Xiao Xuan took out his sword and fought with the left and right, Lao Xiucai didn't just need to drink a few sips of wine, and replace it with an ordinary Flying Ascension Realm Great Cultivator, who had already swallowed mountains and rivers to make up for the foundation of the Great Dao.

The saint looked down, and the mellow Chen Academy, which was the master of the world's archways, was arguing again.

Now there are many Confucian students in the official academies of the major dynasties in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and even the Confucian students of the seventy-two academies, who speak up one by one, as if they are willing to lose their Confucian identities, and they also want to scold the sages for their inaction. How do I need to build a battle line in Middle-earth? I can't even defend the two small places of Tongyezhou and Fuyaozhou? As long as the sages of the Confucian Temple come out together, and ten people in Middle-earth are assisted, ten people are not enough, plus ten alternates, and then there are mighty jade pus and immortals to help, those beasts in the wild world, what are the fourteen thrones and not thrones, all of them can be easily broken, and they will be wiped out in a snap of a finger.

There was a young woman in a red cotton jacket who listened quietly at a Confucian gathering for a long time, whether they were right or not.

It's just that she has heard too many conclusive words, and she also wants to ask a few questions. So he found a Confucian student in the academy and asked, "Are you going to invite the Flying Ascension Realm and the immortals to come out of the mountain?"

"There is a holy teacher, and the holy and holy are out of the horse. ”

"What if they still don't want to go out of the mountains? The Ascension Realm of Tongye Continent is dead. Fear of death, monk on the mountain, I think it is the same as us. After all, going up to the mountain to practice is to go to the Tao for immortality. ”

"I don't need to talk about the Holy Master, I only talk about the rules of the Holy Rites, how dare I not listen? Who dares not to obey!"

"Do you dare not listen? Kill a few Liwei? And then the rest have to reluctantly follow to the battlefield? In the end, as you said, they all died generously one by one, and they all died in a distant foreign land? Aren't they all circulating the words of the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, saying that our great monks in the vast world are very unfree? Will it be really free at that time, for example, if they simply switch to the wild world? When the time comes, will it be very difficult to fight with the wild world and stop their own people from rebelling. The key is people's hearts, the more people and things in the high position, the higher the height and the farthest away, in the same way, the more the people who climb high and see the farther, the more they will be able to see the mountain, and in the eyes, then the hearts of the entire Middle-earth Divine Continent?"

"What is the people's heart's heart in a world of great chaos? Those who do great things are not informal! As long as a great victory is fought, the hearts of the people on the mountains and down the mountains will be turned upside down. ”

"Of course you have to care, because the wild world has been calculating people's hearts from the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, to Wenhai Zhoumi, and then to the entire Jiazi Ledger. For example, didn't Zhou Mi say again, in the future, when he landed on the Middle-earth Divine Continent, the wild world would only demolish the Temple of Literature and the Academy, and everything else would not move? Feisheng signed a contract together, intending to divide a continent equally with all the major sects of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, provided that these Immortal Masters of the Upper Five Realms on the top of the Immortal Family Mountain did not help each other, just watched from the wall, as for the Spectrum Immortal Master under the Upper Five Realms, even if they went to the battlefields of various continents to kill the demon clan, the wild world would not be settled by the Autumn Queen. Look, isn't this all human hearts?"

"What are you doing with all this nonsense? Hypocritical, you dare to talk about the hearts of the people on the mountain? You still don't talk about the heroic righteousness of scholars? I heard that you are still a disciple of the Mountain Cliff Academy, and you are really a person from a small place, and you are short-sighted. There is not much benevolence and morality in the heart. ”

"Am I not talking to you about things?"

"Go, go, Hugh to be noisy, a woman, what do you know. ”

This one is here

The Confucian scholars of Middle Earth, who studied in the academy, went elsewhere and continued to speak loudly with their fellow Chinese people, and they were full of spirit and guidance.

If it was Cui Yun, the embroidered tiger, it was estimated that all these people would be detained and sent directly to the northern battlefield of Jinjiazhou by several cross-continent ferries. It doesn't matter if you really want to die, or if you want to make a name for yourself, let's talk about it when you die.

Li Baohua, who traveled alone from the Middle Earth Divine Continent to the mellow Chen clan, couldn't help but sigh, took off the wine gourd, and secretly took a sip of wine.

It's tiring to talk to people. Whether I'm right or not, you might as well hear what I'm talking about. It's not that if I say a few things right, you must be wrong.

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Lao Xiucai went to the earth.

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the red dress, Lao Xiucai was in a good mood, and planned to chat with Chen Chun'an first, and then go to meet the little treasure bottle.

On a waterfront stone cliff, the mellow head that changed from a person carrying the sun and the moon on his shoulders to a continent with the sun and moon hanging in the sky did not turn, "Liu Cha went to Fuyao Continent, and Xiao Chu was still blocking left and right on the road. ”

Lao Xiucai lamented: "The little girl with two pigtails looks very cute, and she is really uncute to do things." ”

Chen Chun'an smiled and asked, "Do you really not hold any grudge against Xiao Chu's actions?"

Lao Xiucai said: "You have to let others be a living person." As for other things, what should I do? If you make a mistake, you can only talk about correcting it. ”

Chen Chun'an said: "Left and right are the most difficult. ”

Lao Xiucai nodded and said: "The books are different from the books, and everyone who reads is embarrassed." ”

Chen Chun'an sighed, and joked for the first time: "Lao Xiucai is going to scold, don't just scold the Wensheng lineage, and remember to bring the rest of the texts with you." ”

Lao Xiucai said: "The first few pages of the old yellow calendar are what I borrowed from the old man, do you want to hear it? Don't say it's you, even your husband may not be as clear as me." You are a person who likes to only read the books of the sages and ignore the things outside the window, and does not like to inquire about those Chen sesame rotten grains, our sub-sage is restrained, looking at his posture, I can't wait to put on a stick of incense every time I turn a page, he himself is not tired, but I see that he is really tired in my eyes. ”

Chen Chunan raised his hand, took out an extra pot of wine in his hand, and handed it to Lao Xiucai.

Lao Xiucai shook the unusual wine jug, and the wine in it was even more amazing, Lao Xiucai frowned, and threw it back to Chen Chun'an, "The number of mountains and rivers here, you keep it yourself, I don't lack this half." ”

Lao Xiucai said: "I'm not strong at this time, you can be a little distracted to help cover up a little." Something went wrong, and the secret of heaven was leaked, and you were all to blame. ”

Chen Chun'an immediately helped to isolate the world.

As long as he is down to business, Lao Xiucai is never ambiguous.

Lao Xiucai looked at the big water outside the stone cliff and told some old Huang Li and Chen Chun'an.

Ten thousand years ago, the Terrans climbed the mountain and climbed to the top and even climbed to the sky, shattering the heavens in one fell swoop, or killing or expelling those who were high up, and those who regarded the Terrans as the source of incense and wantonly manipulated the life and death of all the Terrans, became a thing of the past. In fact, when that moment came, almost all the Terrans themselves couldn't believe that they had really won. From now on, the entire heaven and earth seem to be in charge of the human race to open the peace of the world.

The demon clan that existed earlier than the human race, there were also merits, in fact, there was still a deep grudge with the human race, and in the end it was still divided into a quarter of the world, that is, the wild world of later generations, the territory of mountains and rivers, vast and boundless, but the property was the most barren, relatively thin aura, after that, the sword cultivation that made immortal achievements, after an earth-shattering civil strife, was exiled to the area of today's Great Wall of Sword Qi, casting a high city, the three ancestors appeared later, and finally worked together to help build the Great Wall of Sword Qi into a big array, which can ignore the time of the wild world, divide one side, and stand tall。

Chen Chun'an asked: "Those ancient sword cultivators, who did not hesitate to break with all the camps back then, what was the reason for the incident? I only know that if it wasn't for the internal division of the sword cultivators at that time, it is really hard to say what the situation is like today. ”

Lao Xiucai sighed: "What else, sword cultivation, is the sword cultivation with the greatest killing power in heaven and earth, and the sword cultivation that kills the most gods in the sky, one of them has a rebellious temperament, and feels that the ruins of the heavenly court that the ancestors of the three sects feel that no one touches should be banned, but that sword cultivation feels that of course it must be occupied by them, and all the remnants of the gods who have fled far away, they promise to kill them one by one, so they don't have to worry about it." The other group of sword cultivators led by Chen Qingdu, Long Jun and Guan Zhao felt that this should not be the case, and they could change to a larger human territory and choose to recuperate. The result was such a result, another hard fight, and the fight almost turned the world upside down. ”

"Although Chen Qingdu's sword cultivation didn't make a move, but there was the ancestor of the military family, who had already stood in the same camp as the sword cultivator, and he was almost a little bit, and he was about to win. ”

Chen Chun'an asked again: "At that time, the human race won a miserable victory, don't worry about the remaining sword cultivation? Not afraid of what happened? Chen Qingdu and their sword cultivators, although they didn't produce swords at that time, but so many seeds of hatred, sooner or later they will turn into a large piece of towering trees with sword energy. As long as Chen Qingdu, Guan Zhao and the others regret it one day, or if the sword cultivator conflicts with other human races again, he will definitely really come out with the sword. ”

"So. ”

Lao Xiucai said helplessly: "So I became a prisoner." But you must know that in those days, the remaining sword cultivators might not even be able to deserve the prisoners! Do you see that the sword cultivators of later generations were in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, did our Confucian Temple have the slightest restraint? At that time, the second ancestor of a military family who had lost his family directly said that these unruly guys were closest to the gods, and sooner or later it would be a big trouble. I feel that the credit is great, I want to occupy the ruins of the heavenly court, very good, not a god, to be a new god, the rest of these, change my mind, and join the battlefield one after another to make a sword, there are not a few, since this is the case, it is better for the two sides to simply be happy, the big deal is that the two sides will fight for a few hundred years, see which side is killed first, it will be easy, and in the next thousand years, the world will be truly peaceful!"

Chen Chun was a little relieved.

Lao Xiucai waved his sleeves slightly, "Look at it." Some of them were said by the old man himself, and some of them were pictures of my own imagination, but when they are added together, they are certainly not too far from the truth. ”

Chen Chun'an raised his eyes and looked, and now on the banks of this big river, there are ancient figures in the past.

On the banks of the river, the figures seemed to be not far apart, and as if the world was far away,

An old master stood by the water, and the deceased seemed to have realized something.

A monk with a wooden face stood on the opposite bank of the old master, looking at the shore.

A young Taoist priest was sitting by the water, washing his face, and a green cow was lying beside him. Then the young Taoist priest raised his head, as if he was smiling slightly with Lao Xiucai and Chen Chun'an after 10,000 years.

A burly man with a sword in both hands and armor frowned, but murderously, looking at a young man with a sword on his back closest to him.

This riverside discussion.

Only Jian Xiu was present. His name is Chen Qingdu.

In addition, there are two ancestors of the demon clan who participated in the discussion, one of them is the later master of Tuoyue Mountain, the great ancestor of the wild world. The other one is Bai Ze.

There was a middle-aged man in a green shirt standing next to Bai Ze, who was Lisheng.

In the distance, there are still several majestic figures with endless ancient meanings, but they are relatively vague, even if it is Chen Chun'an, he can't see his real face.

In the farthest distance, the farthest away from everyone, there was a tall figure, as if pulling up a green silk.

Lao Xiucai said: "Chen Qingdu opened his mouth for the first time at that time, and he was so angry that he seemed to support the world with his backbone, just one sentence! ”

It seems that on the bank of the largest river of time in the world, the young man with the sword on his back really opened his mouth like this.

Lao Xiucai pointed to the burly man with a knife in both hands near the young man with the sword on his back, holding the knife in one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, "Very good." ”

Farther away, Bai Ze wanted to speak, but was gently pulled by Lisheng's sleeve and shook his head to show that he was not in a hurry.

The tall figure in the farthest distance, the figure was blurred, but the voice was cold and clearer, "I'll help Chen Qingdu." ”

The monk on the other side shook his head.

The young Taoist priest sighed, "The real enemy of the Great Dao, can't you see it?"

Even if he just looks at a picture of time 10,000 years ago from a distance, even if he knows the final result, Chen Chunan still can't help but feel heavy.

Lao Xiucai smiled, "Then it's our old man's turn to come out, atmospheric, atmospheric, what a grandiose, do you think my heartfelt words are really slippery?

Chen Chun'an saw that the old master, that is, the most holy master in the world, waved his hand, and then walked to the side of the young man with the sword on his back, gently pressed the hilt of the sword, and at the same time raised his head and smiled: "I will take care of the sword cultivation, I will swear, no matter how the sword is chosen in the future, who will be the sword, I will be in the Confucian lineage, and I will bear all the cause and effect and responsibility." ”

The monk on the other side clasped his hands together, and the Taoist priest by the river nodded slightly.

Then the old master retracted his gaze and smiled with the young man with the sword on his back: "Chen Qingdu, believe me, I will always give Jian Xiu an explanation in the future." I can't say how good it is, but it's not bad. ”

"Chen Qingdu, if you can't trust me, then it won't be troublesome, you just need to hurry up with the sword, and I will repair the sword for the world's sword, anyway, I got used to it early. ”

Chen Chun'an suddenly looked upright, this mellow Confucian, his expression became more and more solemn and heavy, and he bowed to the holy master ten thousand years ago, and bowed from afar.

Worship me, Chen Chun, a true sage in peace of mind.

The tall figure in the farthest part said indifferently: "It's best to fight, if you can't fight, I'll go to your territory in the future." ”

Lao Xiucai put away the picture scroll of time.

There is a big water outside the cliff, and there is no more figure.

That's the facts and the truth.

Otherwise, who could define those sword cultivators who were the best at fighting back then as prisoners?! Because they were all the people except sword cultivators! Not only the human race, but even the two ancestors of the demon clan.

What's more, it's not a matter of the sword cultivation being completely reasonable.

The scabbard of the sword cultivator can't control the sword, and the Dao heart of the cultivator can't control the Dao technique. In the future, no matter how many thousand years have passed, the human race will only be a muddy pond!

In the past, the gods were high in the sky and regarded all the human races on the earth as puppets, but in the future, the human races will have to sit back and relax? and then start killing each other?

At that time, the two leaders who replaced the demon clan actually had huge differences about the matter of wandering sword cultivation, one approved and the other disagreed.

But since it is divided into a wild world, there is nothing to say. It's just that the co-master of the barbarian world who approved of turning Jian Xiu into a prisoner never thought that the place where the prisoner was stationed would be between the barbarian world and the vast world.

After all, compared to Jian Xiu's own family, the grievances between the demon clan and the human race are more complicated.

At that time, on the riverside, there were two great ancestors of the demon clan, one was the current owner of Tuoyue Mountain, and the other was Bai Ze, who was later nominally suppressed in Xiongzhenlou.

Why are there so many remnants of ancient gods, which have been dissipated for 10,000 years, why did they suddenly appear in a flash of brains? And they all came to our Haoran world? Not to fight that Bai Yujing, not to go to the wild world to step on the Yueshan Mountain? Because the Haoran world accepted all the sword cultivation, the first two scholars, picked up the burden, and wanted to save the incense for the world's sword cultivation! Otherwise, the big deal between the Haoran world and the wild world is that the two heavens and the earth are isolated from each other, where do we need to do this more, and have a great wall of sword qi that will kill people over there for 10,000 years?

In any case, since Confucianism dares to speak this truth, it will have to pay the price for it and endure ten thousand years of extraterrestrial attack!

All the accompanying sages who sit in the canopy of heaven strip off the avenue by themselves, go to the sky with their real bodies, and follow the saints to fight with them, leaving only the Yin God in Haoran's hometown, so far, which is not the existence of a half-human and half-ghost? Isn't it the fate of Zhong Kui, the gentleman of Tongyezhou?

The remnants of the ancients who can escape the catastrophe, except for the one who once held the highest position, or completely dissipated the golden body, or was forced to reincarnate as a human,

The rest, the number is not too much, but which one is easy to mess with?

Then Chen Qingdu, why is he willing to go to Tuoyue Mountain with a sword, is to repay the favor, why is he willing to defend the city for the first 10,000 years, is to cultivate the sword from the Holy Master, and win a dignified "confession" with the sword!

Otherwise, he Chen Qingdu, in your eyes, is he just a waste, a big waste?

Back then, when the riverside was discussed, I didn't dare to use my sword, I didn't dare to say that I would die, and the world was destroyed?

Lao Xiucai sat on the stone cliff, glanced at the sky, and then said softly: "I once asked the old man why the saint did such a thing and made such a great sacrifice, but he didn't say anything. The Temple of Literature is also as if it is deliberately hidden. Only those sages and gentlemen who are candidates for sages can know a little bit of the inside story, so that they can make their own choices as early as possible, whether to be the existence of that person who is not a ghost or a ghost. I was really anxious at the time, so I asked the old man, let's talk to the world about our own hard work and how difficult it is to be in charge. Tell me a little bit of reasoning. If you can't listen to it, if you can't remember it, let's give it a try. The worst thing is that the white-eyed wolf can make the white-eyed wolf know that he is a white-eyed wolf in his heart. ”

"You know what the old man said to me, the old man stretched out three fingers, not three sentences, just three words. ”

"Why?"

Chen Chun'an was puzzled: "What is the interpretation of these three words of the Holy Master?"

Is the Holy Master reproaching and demanding all the sages, or is he in harmony with the world for thousands of years...... Is it inevitable that there will be a little disappointment? or something else?

Lao Xiucai said with great regret: "You know that I have always been good at observing words and feelings, but at that time, the old man was expressionless, and there was no clue, so I couldn't guess the answer." ”

Chen Chun'an said: "The sages are willing to give as much freedom as possible to the world, which is actually what Jia Sheng hates the most. He wants to separate heaven and earth anew, and the most elite monastic will be in heaven and all else on earth. Compared with the vast world in the past, the strong get the greatest freedom, and the weak have no freedom at all. And the strong man in Jia Sheng's eyes has nothing to do with his heart. ”

Lao Xiucai stood on tiptoe and patted Chen Chun'an on the shoulder, "It's not easy for you, you're poked in the back, you're about to catch up with my demeanor back then, you can." I'm a difficult brother, you're a difficult brother, good brothers, no wonder we can talk together. ”

With the three continents of Tongye Continent, Fuyao Continent and Jinjia Continent, the monks of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the tyrants of the major dynasties, and the many immortal family mountains are all staring at the battlefield trend of Nanpo Continent, in the final analysis, they are just looking at Chen Chun'an alone. Those who are reasonable are holding back in their stomachs, and more have begun to point fingers, and some of them have simply spoken publicly.

Lao Xiucai said softly: "Die, why don't you come to Nanpo Sazhou to die, why don't you go to Jinjiazhou to die, how did the scholars not die the Great Wall of Sword Qi earlier, how can you not die in Tongye Continent now, how can you not die in Fuyao Continent." In the future, how can the ten people of the Middle Earth Divine Continent not die, how can the ten people of the Haoran World not die, how will the deputy head of the Confucian Confucian Temple not die, how will the wine of the palace not die, and how will the saint not die. Plus you, Chen Chun'an, why didn't you die outside Nanposazhou. ”

Lao Xiucai said helplessly: "There have been many sages who have died."

The more he talked, the more angry he became, "You fucking give Chen Chun'an a chance to die." One by one, a dog's day, a hundred times more dog's day than Ah Liang!"

"When the mountains and rivers of Nanpo Suozhou are destroyed, oh, shut up, even more don't shut up, even more talk, first scold Chen Chun'an for being a waste, don't gnaw and die early, steal life, and still have a bit of heroic spirit when he dies, and then scold Chen Chun'an for being a sinner who has a great cause in the world, deserve to die, die well, otherwise you will be ashamed of the Yasheng lineage, and ashamed of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple. ”

Chen Chun'an seemed to have expected this, and he was not disappointed, but just smiled: "We are in the same lineage as a saint, and the Temple of Literature accompanies the most sages. ”

Confucianism and Taoism in the world, several contexts, indeed a sub-holy lineage, the most prosperous.

Lao Xiucai snorted, "So you die a lot and the burden is heavier, so I don't care about some things with you." ”

Lao Xiu is a little good, and he recognizes it if he is good, whether it is a good truth, or a good person, a good person, a good person, and a good person. Right and wrong are counted separately.

The people in the world who can't bear the slightest grievance are those who "only choose the good ones to watch, only the good ones to listen to, and only choose the profitable ones to learn".

Whether it is Jia Sheng in the vast world, or the thoroughness of the wild world, one thing is really right, the Confucian Confucian Temple is indeed too little to manage, and it is used to it.

Nowadays, there are many Confucian students in the Yasheng lineage, who are relatively high-spirited and bright, and they will scold if they make mistakes, even if they are the mainstay of their own cultural context, Chen Chun'an, a mellow Confucian who shoulders the sun and the moon, dare to scold and is willing to scold.

Chen Chunan didn't mind at all, but sincerely explained a few points for many people, and said with a smile: "If you can think like this, dare to say it openly, it's actually very good, in the end, the heart is towards the world, and when you read more in the future, your horizons will be opened, and it will be different in the end, I have always felt that young people over the years, the more they read, the more knowledgeable, the better it will be from generation to generation." I'm convinced of that. You look back at that Wanyan Lao Jing, except for his cultivation is higher, what can he compare to other places? Besides, that Mr. Nalan in Middle Earth, the sect where he is located, just because of his background, plus the majority of demon monks, the situation is also quite embarrassing, not much better than me, not the same to endure. So, your so-called old age is crazy and less calm, not all right. ”

"The same truth, but also divided into people and places and timing, you are a bastard. ”

Lao Xiucai smiled angrily: "If it weren't for the hard work of a large group of gentlemen and sages to stop them and explain the reason, they would almost have killed just the right demon chess piece, and they would have to go to the mountain and kill each other with the monks outside the mountain." ”

Chen Chunan suddenly said: "There are still too few old talents in the world. Otherwise, it would be much better. ”

Only Lao Xiu can invite Bai Ye to open up the fifth world.

Please move Bai Ze to "don't help each other", and even let Bai Ze take the initiative to take out a map of the ancestors to search the mountains and hand it to Nanpo Suozhou.

Chen Chun'an rarely said a good word for Lao Xiucai, but he didn't think that Lao Xiucai didn't appreciate it, and stomped his feet and said: "The old man said it well! Why did Zhou Shenzhi go to Fuyaozhou Mountain and Water Caves? Why did Fu Yu Xuan want to leave the Middle Earth Divine Continent in danger, why did Zheng Juzhong of the White Emperor City go to Aquarius to accept apprentices, and 'by the way' passed by the Lushui Puddle." Why did the only son of Yasheng lie on his stomach at the foot of Tuoyue Mountain, and why did my disciples take out their swords and slash at their husbands, and why did they also want to save Bai Ye? Why did Lu Zhi chase Liu Cha without saying a word? Why did the dragon slay the dragon when he arrived at the Lizhu Cave and not kill the dragon? Why did the fire dragon real person want to guard the long bridge above the sea? Why was the Guandao Guan stinky ox nose willing to take out a natal iron ring? Why did the old monk of chicken soup take the initiative to enter the game, why did he travel far away with his sword, and finally feel proud of himself?"

Lao Xiucai sighed, "Of course, ordinary people can have a clear conscience. The things on the mountain and the things in the sky have never been known. They must not be held in the slightest. ”

He just asked, "What about those who have enough vision, who are blind to it?"

Chen Chun'an replied: "This is the freedom given by our Confucianism. If we are willing to do this, we will bear it and not complain. ”

The demon clan in the wild world, just like a very hungry person, brutally broke into the door of another family with a wealthy family, and was rushing to eat and live, and if he ran slowly, he would be killed on the spot by the big demon behind him, and he was afraid of death on the battlefield, and the hometown clan would die.

The Confucian sage of the Middle Earth Temple, would he do this? Dare? Would he be willing? Would he be willing? Is it appropriate?

Only Aquarius is the most willing, the most daring to compete with the wild world, the meticulousness of the means, and the calculation of the people's hearts. Some of the teachings of the sages are only put on books for the time being.

Tuoyue Mountain Ancestor's words, how many mountaintop monks in the vast world have heard it, and how many have actually really listened to it? Anyway, there is definitely more than one perfect old man who has betrayed Jinjiazhou.

Lao Xiucai stomped his feet and said angrily: "I want to complain, and I am reluctant to scold the people, but some of the great monks on the top of the mountain who are more capable of planning than Huai Lao'er, especially some bastard scholars within the Confucian and Taoist systems, have their brains in water! Come one by one, I will spit on his face!"

"I have to admit one thing, cultivators are already different. There are good and bad. ”

Chen Chunan was silent for a long time, and then said: "Human nature is evil. ”

When Lao Xiucai heard this, he was not even happy at all, but said: "The heart is divided into two parts, and the heart is good." Today's young people are very different, and the future is very promising after all. ”

Chen Chun'an finally smiled and said: "Now that the Wensheng is in the first line, the disciples and students are all so loud, on the other hand, I am in the first line of the Sage, and I am scolded because of me, are you stealing fun?"

Lao Xiucai patted Chen Chun'an's sleeve, "I'm not this kind of person." With the heart of a sage, it is impossible to spend the belly of the talent. ”

Lao Xiucai couldn't hold back his laughter, and laughed out loud, look, holding back and stealing fun?

The figure disappeared in a flash, and Lao Xiu went to find the little treasure bottle.

Chen Chunan was just about to ask.

Lao Xiucai's hoarse voice sounded through Chen Chun's peace of mind, "Wait and see." ”

The seemingly empty Middle Earth Temple of Literature ripples slightly.

On the square of the Temple of Literature, it has been shattered.

On the opposite side, near Jiaolong Ditch, a huge whirlpool has appeared under the feet of an old man in gray.

At the top of Sui Mountain in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the burly Jinjia Mountain God hugged his fists and said, "Meet the Holy Master." ”

An old master in a Confucian shirt said with a smile: "Suishan is the highest place in the world, so I will borrow a piece of land from you temporarily." It's bothered. Remember to send all the creatures to the side of the Chujun Mountain, and the movement may be quite large later. ”

The golden-armored god man still clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Pengsheng is shining." ”

The old master said helplessly: "What did you learn from that Xiucai?"

The Golden Armor Divine Man smiled, no longer disturbed the Holy Ancestor and others' questions about the world, and went directly to the foot of Suishan Mountain.

The old master sat cross-legged, took out a book from his sleeve, and said in his heart to the holy words of the heavens: "Unlike you, I haven't fought for too long, I'm sorry." ”

When the old man took out the book, the shoulders of the golden-armored god standing at the foot of Suishan Mountain sank, and not only that, but the entire Suishan Mountain had sunk several feet in an instant.

The world is outside the sky.

A middle-aged Confucian in a green shirt, the law is like heaven and earth, his hands are clenched, and he only relies on his own strength and his own gift to protect the entire vast world in the palm of his hand.

A sage who has traveled far away to accompany the Confucian Temple is confronting and fighting with the remnants of an ancient god.

For 10,000 years, the situation outside the sky has never been more dangerous.

A god as majestic as the Sacred Law of Nali, only from a great distance, did he appear as small as a mustard seed, and once again slashed a sword.

There was still a huge god beside him who had been serving for ten thousand years, casually holding a star beside him, refining it into a thunder pool in an instant with thunder and lightning, and smashing it into the golden body of a deputy sect leader of the Confucian Temple.

When the old master who sat in the vast world turned the first page of the book.

The whole mountain shook again and fell even more.

Only I have whiteness. Not to mention that he is still a reader.

At the top of Suishan Mountain, the old master glanced at a human world in the Earth God Continent in his eyes, and the plum trees were blooming.

Finally, the old master looked into the distance.

What the fuck do you think the old man can't fight?!