Endless prairie.

Liu Sheng and his entourage were heading towards the Great Qin Royal Capital.

The convoy was vast and stretched for more than a mile.

Horses, supplies, servants...

Everything but the kitchen sink.

On a carriage, Liu Sheng sat cross-legged, holding a book of Confucianism in one hand, his eyes slightly closed.

He had a straight waist and looked very confident.

At this moment, the carriage stopped, and there was a commotion outside.

Yanagi didn't open his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's going on? Why stop? ”

"Back to my lordship, there is a person in front of me blocking the way, and I want to see you by name."

"Oh? See me? ”

Hearing the servant's words, Liu Shengwu was slightly stunned and stepped out of the carriage.

In front, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe was staring coldly at Liu Sheng.

"Who are you? I don't seem to know you. ”

Yagyu was a little puzzled.

The middle-aged man smiled coldly and said, "Me? I'm just one of the Confucian scholars in the world, you don't need to know me. ”

"Oh? So what are you here for? ”

"Naturally, I will defeat you!"

The man's pupils shrank and he took a step forward.

In an instant, the literary qi in his body surged, and his life was full of righteousness, forming a Confucian appearance on his head.

"Liu Sheng is unified, you can't wait for the border ants, how dare you provoke my Great Qin Confucianism?"

"Still delusional to defeat Mr. Chen and enter the Sage Academy? Let me teach you a lesson today! ”

Hearing this, Liu Sheng didn't smile.

"Soga, I understand, but I don't understand."

"I'm just doing a very ordinary thing, why are you so angry?"

"The law of the jungle is the law of heaven and earth. Chen Yu is weaker than me, isn't it normal to be replaced by me? ”

When the man heard this, he almost burst into anger.

"Arrogant! I'll teach you a lesson! ”

The middle-aged man stepped out, snapped, and read out a text.

In an instant, there were bursts of sound between heaven and earth, and behind the middle-aged man, the statue of Confucianism, which was several meters high, spoke at the same time.

Haoran's righteousness and literary spirit were intertwined, condensed into big characters, and pressed towards Liu Sheng.

"Oh? The literary atmosphere turned out to be a great Confucian? It's so-so, but it's still a lot worse. ”

With a slight smile, Liu Sheng didn't make a move.

On the vast prairie, the wind is surging and roaring.

Between the hands of each other, the brilliance flashed non-stop.

。。。。。。

After a stick of incense.

Yanagi still stood quietly in place.

Opposite him, the middle-aged man was already panting heavily, his clothes were torn and his body was scarred.

Looking at Liu Shengwuyi, the middle-aged man was horrified.

I didn't expect that Liu Sheng Wuyi would have such a deep insight into Confucianism and Taoism.

Moreover, he has such a terrifying literary atmosphere, and he has a good heroic righteousness.

The most shocking thing is that in this majestic righteousness, there is also the terrifying power of the Immortal Dao!

When will the strong Confucianism and Taoism also be able to control the power of the Immortal Dao?

"Why is this happening? How can you use the power of the Immortal Dao? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be! ”

Liu Sheng Wuyi shook his head, "It's just that you don't understand that your knowledge is shallow, but it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist." ”

"I'll give you a chance, surrender to me, I can let you go."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled coldly.

"Chengren takes righteousness, passed on by Confucius and Mencius. Wen Xin practiced, why don't I? ”

"I, the Great Qin Confucian, only have those who have severed their heads, but there are no ones! Although I am not as good as you, I am not afraid of death. ”

The middle-aged man slowly got up, looking at Liu Sheng Wuyi with his head held high.

Beside Liu Shengwuyi, one person from the overseas immortal sect smiled coldly when he heard this.

"Unwilling to surrender? Then I will press you to surrender! ”

With that, the man grabbed the void with his five fingers and pressed it down.

Suddenly, a strong pressure pressed on the middle-aged man's body, making him bend his knees fiercely.

However, he resisted stubbornly.

Only, his bones creaked and wailed.

"Oh? Hard? Oh, how long do I think you can be tough? ”

The overseas immortal man's eyes narrowed, and his palm added a little more strength.

In an instant, the pressure is even stronger!

Bang!

The middle-aged man still stood straight, but his feet were crushed!

Originally, the ground on which he was standing was not so hard, and at most it was pressed into the ground so that his feet would not burst.

But when the people from the overseas immortal sect pressed just now, they also strengthened the ground under the feet of the middle-aged man.

At this moment, there is no cushion under the feet of the middle-aged man.

"Hmm...

The middle-aged man snorted, and beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

Severe pain, bone erosion!

But he was still standing!

"Now, do you still want to be benevolent?"

The person from the overseas immortal gate was full of ridicule.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and nodded.

"A person who is not a saint, has the heart of a saint! Daqin, never knelt! ”

"Good! Then I'll see if you kneel or not! ”

Overseas immortals stared at each other and pressurized again.

Tremendous pressure, like the waves of the sea, hit fiercely.

The middle-aged man screamed, and under his knees, he was crushed into broken bones and flesh like this!

Blood, unbridled ...

But he still never knelt, even if he was a little shorter, his eyes were still firm, and he looked at Liu Sheng and the others.

Yanagi has no unchanged complexion, and he is still cold.

"Your sacrifice doesn't mean anything. Even if you die today, the whole world will not remember you. ”

Beep Pavilion

"And what should kneel, will still kneel."

The middle-aged man laughed miserably, his lips trembling.

"You, you underestimate me too much for Old Qin, and too much for my Great Qin Confucian."

"100,000 people will die with one heart, and save Daqin without falling into the rivers and mountains!"

"Everything I do, I don't remember for others, I remember for myself. They won't let me down! ”

At this moment, a smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

Liu Shengwu's pupils shrank, and before he could speak, the people from the overseas immortal sect on the side snorted coldly with disdain, and his palms pressed down fiercely.

Rumble!

The middle-aged man was directly crushed into a blood mist and completely dissipated.

It's just that from beginning to end, he never knelt down, and he always stood upright.

"Hmph, I really didn't kneel, but didn't I still die? Idiot. ”

Yanagi nodded.

"Da Qin is pedantic and doesn't know how to judge the situation, but I am a little disappointed."

"It seems that the Great Qin Confucianism is not to be worried. I hope that Chen Yu can give me some surprises. Let's go, keep going. ”

Yanagi didn't say a word, and the convoy hurried off again.

The wind blew gently, and in the endless wilderness, the grass swayed gently.

A touch of red in this wilderness, no one seems to know, but it nourishes the surrounding land.

And in the future, the same scene kept happening.

One Confucian after another, challenging Yanagi on the road.

But without exception, all of them ended in failure.

Of the 57 Confucian scholars, none surrendered, none survived, and none knelt.

And this news reached the Wenxuan Mansion.

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