"Great Confucian, Hongru, Grandmaster ......"

Chen Shaojun muttered to himself. Chen Shaojun never knew that it had eaten so many Confucian and Taoist masters.

In ancient times, there were many sons in the prosperous era of Confucianism and Taoism, but then there was a fault, only sages, and then one generation was not as good as the next. In modern times, there are no more sons, let alone sages. Chen Shaojun has always heard of Confucianism and Taoism, but he only thinks that it is just a change in the withering of trees and a change in nature.

However, now that it sounds, I am afraid that the decline of ancient Confucianism and Taoism has a deep relationship with this ancient evil thought.

If the truth is really as it says, after the princes returned from the feathers, in order to retaliate, it ate up all the disciples in the name of the princes, resulting in the severance of the princes' learning, maybe in the exhaustion of Confucianism and Taoism, this ancient evil thoughts play a very important role.

"It's too evil, it's too vicious......"

Chen Shaojun trembled angrily, and his fists couldn't help clenching a lot.

Although at the beginning, he practiced Confucianism and Taoism only to increase his spiritual power, to serve the martial arts, and to learn with a purpose. However, along the way, he devoted himself to studying, and before he knew it, Chen Shaojun had already become a member of Confucianism and Taoism.

If before, in Chen Shaojun's heart, the ancient evil thoughts were only a matter between martial arts, then now, this is even more between the ancient evil thoughts and Confucianism.

"No matter what, it must not be allowed to leave here alive!"

Chen Shaojun gritted his teeth fiercely, and there was a look of determination in his eyes.

With the cruelty of this ancient evil thought, and the evil it shows, if it is allowed to leave here, next, Confucianism and Taoism do not know how to be poisoned by it, how many great Confucians, Confucians, and grandmasters will be badly poisoned by it, and how many scholars and scholars will be killed by it.

"This bastard! Evil creature! ”

The Elder Elves were also shaking, angry. Ancient evil thoughts were more brutal than he had imagined.

"Hahaha!"

seemed to sense the anger on the two of them, and the ancient evil thoughts not only did not take it seriously, but became more and more proud.

"Boy, do you think you can compete with me if you get the things of the princes? The princes are long gone, even the grandmaster and the great grandmaster I can eat, not to mention you, a little Hongru? Even if you get his stuff, you're going to die in the end! No, it's not just you, all of you are going to die! ”

The ancient evil thoughts laughed loudly, and their voices were tyrannical.

"By the way, you reminded me of one thing, too. There is a saying among you human beings that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. When I leave here, I must go to that place again, I have eaten so many people, demons and demons, but I just haven't eaten Zhuzi. Although thousands of years have passed, the princes are no longer there, but his bones are still there! ”

"I can't eat the sons, and it's not bad to eat his bones. No, it's no fun to eat him just like that, I'm going to resurrect him and turn him into my puppet, to be enslaved to me forever. In this way, I can vent the anger in my heart, hahaha!! ”

"You're not going to make it, and I'm not going to give you that chance!"

At this time, Chen Shaojun suddenly spoke, his voice was loud, and his eyes were extremely clear.

The battle has reached now, it is not only the life and death of their group, but also the safety of the entire human world and Confucianism, no matter what, he will never let it succeed.

"Hahaha, why? Is it just the broken paper left by the sons? ”

The ancient evil thoughts laughed, this time it came from above, and the pitch-black monster more than one hundred and twenty meters tall appeared above Chen Shaojun's head again, and his huge eyes were condescending, and his eyes were full of mockery.

"What if you get it? What can you do other than defend passively? I'm going to break your righteousness now, arrest you, and kill you all,—— by the way, I want to thank you for helping me catch that page of Zhuzi! ”

In the last sentence, the gaze of the ancient evil thought suddenly became extremely cruel.

Confucianism! Confucianism!

The thing it hates the most, if it doesn't torture that kid hard, how can it be worthy of the pain it has suffered in the past!

"Boom!"

Before the sound of the ancient evil thought fell, the sky tore, and a huge arm like a mountain tore through the sky, slamming down fiercely downward, slamming heavily on the barrier of Zhuzi.

The golden light burst out, and there was no accident, and the blow was blocked again, but the ancient evil thoughts didn't seem to care.

"Come on, let me see how many times you can stop it!"

The roar of the ancient evil thoughts resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the next moment, boom, boom, the two iron fists dozens of meters long continued to crash down like a violent wind and rain.

Boom, the surging waves of evil water poured down from the sky, and then slammed into the ground.

"Boy, the sons are not invincible, and they can't protect you, and when the energy is exhausted, it will be your death!"

Whew, the wind howled, the air flow was surging, and the dark power of yin and tyranny kept bombarding, and the strong black gas completely submerged the golden light of the Zhuzi barrier.

At this moment, the range where Chen Shaojun was located seemed to have turned into an ,——ocean of evil spirits, and Chen Shaojun's holy relics were a leaf in the ocean, although it seemed to be still strong, but in the next moment, it could be overturned by the waves at any time, and it would be completely submerged by the ocean.

And one thing that the ancient evil thoughts said is right, although the power of the sons is extremely strong, "one Confucian and ten thousand evils", but the attack of the ancient evil thoughts is by no means useless.

From the beginning to the present, with the indiscriminate bombardment of the ancient evil thoughts, those evil qi continue to consume the power of the holy objects of the sons, and the golden light on the barrier of the sons has become weaker and weaker, although the amplitude of attenuation is not so large, but sooner or later it will be completely exhausted by the ancient evil thoughts in this way.

And that was Chen Shaojun's death.

Chen Shaojun didn't speak, and his heart was up and down.

He could clearly feel the storm in the outside world, and he could also feel the changes in the aura of the holy relics of the sons, but Chen Shaojun was motionless, the gap between the two sides was too big, and what he could do was very limited.

At this moment, Chen Shaojun's eyes were all focused on the half of the Zhuzi Holy Relic in his hand.

"How? What should be done? ”

Chen Shaojun muttered to himself in his heart.

The words on the rice paper were obviously written temporarily, and the princes of those years shocked the ancient evil thoughts with just one line of words written casually, making it thousands of miles away, and even in the end, they did not dare to seek revenge from him.

But Chen Shaojun is not a prince, and for a while, he doesn't know how to do it.

"No, this is not just a line of words, the sons have already sensed the essence of the ancient evil thoughts. Otherwise, they would not have made a move, and the cultivation and strength of the sons would be contained in this line of writing. If I can bring out the artistic conception of the sons hidden in it, I will definitely be able to defeat the evil thoughts of the ancients. ”

Chen Shaojun said secretly in his heart. Time is pressing, there is not much time left for him, although the Zhuzi Holy Relic can still withstand the attack of the ancient evil thoughts, but even Chen Shaojun doesn't know how long the Zhuzi Holy Relic can last, he must come up with a way to deal with the ancient evil thoughts as soon as possible.

"Childe!"

It was at this moment that the Elder Elves spoke. He could clearly feel the determination and perseverance in Chen Shaojun's heart, and he could also feel the anxiety in his heart.

"Although I don't know much about Confucianism and Taoism, after all, I was born in ancient times, and I am fortunate to be at the same time as Zhuzi, Confucianism and Taoism are different from our Taoism, Taoism pays attention to step by step, step by step, and is obtained step by step through their own cultivation and hard work. However, Confucianism and Taoism are different, although the sacred relics of Zhuzi are not owned by Gongzi, as long as Gongzi reaches a certain level and meets the requirements, he can still use the things of Zhuzi. ”

The Elder Elf spoke.

"But the problem now is that my cultivation is too low, and it is simply not enough to exert the power of the Sons Holy Relic."

Chen Shaojun spoke, his brows furrowed tightly. With his current cultivation, putting it in the human realm is enough to make many people in Confucianism and Taoism stunned, but it is still far from enough in the face of the holy relics left by the sons.

If this reaches the level of using the Zhuzi Holy Relic, he doesn't need to be so troublesome at all, he can directly throw out the Zhuzi Holy Relic and suppress the ancient evil thoughts, where can he allow it to be presumptuous here.

"Then, in the eyes of Gongzi, if you want to exert the power of the holy relics of the sons, what is the minimum realm level you need?"

The Ancient Elf said again that this aspect was indeed a blind spot in his knowledge.

"I don't know, but I'm afraid you need to at least reach the ...... of the grandmaster, no, maybe you can only barely use the power of the sons if you reach the level of the great grandmaster."

Chen Shaojun said, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The realm of Confucianism and Taoism is great Confucianism, Confucianism, grandmaster, great grandmaster, Confucian head, sage, and then the sons. Hongru, the grandmaster is too far away from the realm of the princes, Chen Shaojun is not sure that he can give full play to the power of the relics of the princes, and even the great grandmaster is only a speculation in Chen Shaojun's heart. Whether it will work or not is still uncertain, everything is just his speculation.

A penny is difficult to defeat a hero, for the current Chen Shaojun, the gap in the realm is simply a trench, he can reach the current realm, it is extremely difficult to get close to the grandmaster, and it is even more difficult to break through to the great grandmaster, and it is like ascending to the sky.

"But I remember that before, when a few worshippers around Princess Jiaoyang saw Gongzi, they used to call Gongzi a sage, saying that Gongzi once wrote a sage article in the human world."

The Ancient Elf cautiously said again:

"So the old man thought, since Confucianism and Taoism are considered realms, are the articles written as realms? If you don't count, it's fine, but if you do, how can Childe say that his realm is not enough? ”

Rumble!

Hearing the words of the ancient elves, Chen Shaojun trembled, and suddenly froze there, unable to say a word.