Could it really be a Confucian sage who came to the Dashui Mansion?

And this Confucian saint is not an ordinary academy mountain master and the like?

The blue-robed man sitting on the throne gritted his teeth and almost shattered his teeth.

He sat stiffly and his body was tense, this god of cold food and river water in the north of Huang Tingguo, who had been powerful and blessed for hundreds of years, had to clench his fists and pound heavily on the chair handle at this moment before he could resist the urge to get up and beg for mercy and kneel and kowtow.

Huang Tingguo is just one of the vassal states of the Great Sui Domain, and this uninvited guest in front of him who seems to be immature cannot be a native of this place. For Huang Tingguo's big man practicing qi, he has long been familiar with it, who can provoke and beat, who should be co-opted and shown goodwill, hundreds of years of hard work, the man in the green robe can be said to be confident about all this.

In the seventy-two academies of Confucianism, the mountain master of each academy is at least a cultivator of the ten realms before he is qualified to take charge of the academy.

The Great Divine Power of the Five Realms is a Qi practitioner, and the dragon often sees the head but does not see the end, so the Ten Realms Qi Practitioner who is relatively close to the secular dynasty, the master of the academy, is already qualified to be called a Confucian saint by the world, in addition to the golden body Arhat of Buddhism, and the land immortal of Taoism, all of which are common honorific titles for the government and the opposition.

This handful of top qi practitioners, just like the statues in the ancestral temple, the god position is high enough, but it is not too far, burn incense and kowtow, you can worship it, otherwise those old immortals of the upper five realms hidden in the clouds, you can't find the temple with a pig's head.

The blue-robed man's eyes gradually turned red, covered with bloodshots, and a touch of pale golden brilliance appeared, he still tried his best not to blink his eyes, staring at the statue of the saint behind the white-clothed young man.

Every ray of light, under a closer look, is strung together by countless golden words that flash away, writing a series of Confucian etiquette rules. This saint's appearance, high crown and broad belt, big sleeves wide like bird wings, no wind to shake, waist hanging a shining jade pendant, particularly eye-catching, such as a small round of bright moon in the world.

I can't fake it, it's a true saint!

The life experience of the man in the green robe actually has a lot of origins, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he knows many secrets, and he happens to be a knowledgeable person, so when he saw this scene, he was even more frightened. If it is replaced by an ordinary monk of the Middle Five Realms in the mountain gate, maybe it will be regarded as some kind of trick to deceive and deceive.

The tall man in the green robe embroidered with the golden dragon finally blinked, and had to deflect his gaze, and the tears from the stinging pain slowly slipped out of his eyes, but they were quickly dissipated. He naturally didn't want to show the slightest retreat in front of these subordinate guests. In his long cultivation career, he was able to come to this point, sitting firmly in this Xuanhe high position, relying only on good bones and good opportunities, and without the support of perseverance and perseverance, I am afraid that all the romance would have been washed away by the surging water of the Hanshi River.

Someone once taught him that the sage is knowledgeable, and he is strong. The statue of the saint is high.

Nowadays, in this world, the rules set by Confucian sages are becoming more and more cumbersome and meticulous, and the rituals are becoming more and more stable. It is no longer in the ancient Shu Kingdom that was untraceable for a long time, on the territory of the ancient Shu Kingdom at that time, there were many dragons, and they did not obey the control of heaven and earth, and it was rumored that only the ancient sword immortals with amazing killing power liked to come here to sharpen the blade of the sword, and the sword turned over the river and poured water, and was proud of killing the dragon.

Isn't Qi Jingchun dead? The saint who now controls the Lizhu Cave Heaven should be Ruan Qiong, a soldier who broke away from the Fengxue Temple.

So who is he sacred?

It seems that the good do not come, and the comer is not good.

No matter what, even if the king of heaven Lao Tzu arrives at his own territory, he has no reason to be killed.

The blue-robed man forcibly dispelled the gloom in his heart, took a deep breath, raised his left fist slightly, and gently knocked on the handle of the chair, which seemed to be an understatement, but the entire Dashui Mansion was shaken, and the section of the Hanshi River adjacent to the mansion suddenly rose without warning, layer upon layer, slapping both sides of the river.

The man in the green robe slapped it.

The figures of everyone in the hall shook with it, and the long swords in the sheaths of the two young sword cultivators were even more overwhelmed, sneering, struggling, and fighting for trapped beasts.

Only the young man in white did not move, and the statue of the Dharma Body behind him was as stable as a mountain.

The young man raised his head slightly, looking at the blue-robed man sitting north and facing south in the distance, the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm.

Although the Dashui Mansion is built near the river, in fact, under the mansion, there is another mystery, which has already carved out the deep and wide waterway, so it is closely connected with the luck of the Hanshi River, and it is a large magic circle in itself, although it is not as good as the mountain protection array of some top immortal families, or the city protection array of the capital of the dynasty, but the blue-robed man who is extremely deep in the road, as long as he is in it, does not leave this land without authorization, he can have a mysterious blessing similar to a small world.

Being able to make an exception to do this, in addition to chance, has a lot to do with the strange bloodline of the man in the green robe.

General qi practitioners, only after entering the ten realms, such as the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, plus a soldier, these three religions and a Quartet force, once they sit on the main field, they can sit on the right time, place and people, Confucian palace academy, Buddhist temple, and Taoist palace view, as well as the ancient battlefield ruins of the soldier, which is equivalent to the master of the small world on that side, and other monks enter it, which is equivalent to sending people under the fence, and they have to follow the customs of the country and act in accordance with the rules of the master.

The pin drop can be heard in the lobby, and the atmosphere is treacherous.

This cold food river water god can see the vision at the door, but the rest of the people are in the dark, one by one only feels that the second monk is confused, why after the white-clothed young man said wildly, our water god master began to be in a daze, could it be that handsome young man who doesn't know the height of the sky is actually from the immortal family who has been friends with the Dashui Mansion for generations?

Although the feminine man had already walked out of the case full of delicacies and wine, he should have captured the young man, but at this time he also stopped. If you don't have some eyesight, how to do things under the blue-robed man, this water snake spirit monster, who has always acted cunning and treacherous, has realized that things are not normal.

As the master, the man in the green robe never spoke, and once he slapped the chair before, although the momentum was huge, it seemed to be knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, but it seemed to be a bit of a bluff.

And the young man in white always stood in place, with the virtue of beating me if you have the ability, which set off the strange situation of the Dashui Mansion.

The blue-robed man finally smiled and said, "The person who came is a guest, dare to ask for any advice?"

He quietly attracted part of the river momentum contained in a section of the Hanshi River, shaking the qi of the entire mansion, trying to test the reality of the statue, after all, no matter how much seeing is believing, if you don't verify one or two with your own hands, you will bow your head to an outsider in your own home, and the arrogant man in the green robe will never be able to do it.

Once there was the slightest fluctuation in the appearance of that god statue, the man in the green robe didn't mind smashing the young man's head with his own hands, and dared to pretend to be a ghost in the Dashui Mansion and deceive him, isn't it looking for death?

It's a pity that the statue of the god is not moving like a mountain, which shocked him, and quickly reined in all his luck.

On the road of cultivation, going against the current, it is true that you should be brave and diligent, and when you encounter a strong enemy, you will become more and more courageous, which is more just, but it is by no means that the person who cultivates is dead-headed, stubborn, and does not know how to be flexible.

The young man in white took one hand, put his fist on his abdomen with the other, and still looked extremely arrogant, pulled the corners of his mouth, and sneered: "You have already shot once." Now it's my turn, right?"

The blue-robed man's face was ugly.

The water snake spirit monster really couldn't stand the young man's face, strode forward, turned his back to his own water god master, the feminine man raised an arm, drove an iron shovel to fly over, and said in a shrill voice: "I can't bear it, I can't bear it!" Even if you punish him heavily afterwards, your subordinates will also beat this kid's head to bloom, and then collect his brain and mix it into the golden jade liquid in the wine glass, then the statement of the elixir jade liquid is complete. ”

The man in the green robe had a gloomy face, "Qing, don't be rude to the guests, quickly return to your seat." ”

The feminine man with an iron shovel not only did not obey the order, but walked faster, "Master, don't be a bodhisattva anymore, the wicked guest comes to the door and doesn't know the etiquette, so let his subordinates tell this kid how to be the guest of our Dashui Mansion!"

If you really don't want to offend your guests, with the lord's seemingly restrained but violent temperament, he would have knocked himself out of the door with a sleeve in his hand, where would he deliberately say those vain polite words.

The water snake spirit monster thought that he was lucky tonight and snatched the first credit for the stupid carp, but if he could give the old man a long face in front of everyone, with his own master in front of outsiders, he had always been generous, and a jar of gold and jade liquid that was a specialty of Da Shui Fu would not be able to run away.

This water tribe spirit who has finally cultivated into a human form must not know that his water god master with clear rewards and punishments intends to send him to death this time, just to explore the truth again as reasonably as possible.

At this moment, all the guests were full of curiosity and anticipation, and the previous play was like a cloud and mist, which made people really not interested.

Even if the young man in white is just an embroidered pillow and has no backhand, then it is not bad to see the murderous scene of the general under the command of the water god.

"Mountains of soil, wind and rain. ”

The young man in white didn't bother to look at the water snake spirit from beginning to end, smiling, as if he was coping with the recitation of classics by the teacher of the school, he seemed very lazy and casual, but after saying this inexplicable sentence, the young man's expression suddenly became solemn, from a cynical swinger brother, to a pedantic Confucian student at the other extreme, exuding a righteous and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

In the end, the young man lifted his foot, collapsed heavily, and shouted: "The water is into an abyss, and the dragon is born!"

The statue of the Dharma Appearance behind the white-clothed young man then raised his foot high and stepped on it quickly.

At this moment, the man in the green robe couldn't move, it was difficult to breathe, his face was full of panic, his throat moved slightly, and he wanted to say soft words begging for mercy, but he couldn't say a word.

In case of predators.

No matter how difficult your cultivation is, your realm is lofty, and once you encounter it, you will also have no power to fight back, so you can only obediently wait for death.

The incomparably majestic and solemn four words of "Jiaolong Shengyan", like a spring thunder exploding in the ears, repeatedly burst in the ears of the man in the green robe over and over again, and above the heart lake, it was pointed directly at the hearts of the people, setting off a burst of uncontrollable storms.

The golden dragon on the chest of the man in the green robe seemed to be the finishing touch of the immortals, and it turned into a living thing, and began to rotate and swim rapidly, and the cyan robe was like a cyan lake, but the crazy scurrying of the golden dragon did not have the slightest bit of the dragon's swimming in the water, only madness and pain.

In the process of the half-arm-length golden dragon crashing around, the original bright golden brilliance gradually dimmed, and there were constantly golden silk threads, like slender feathers, peeled off from the green robe, fell to the ground, and turned into ashes.

The young man in white took a step forward with a smile, and then raised his foot again, "Little pond crawler, dare to test me three times and twice? ”

At the moment when the young man was about to step on the ground for the second time, the seat under the blue-robed man's buttocks shattered and turned into powder, and the invincible cold food Jiang Zhengshen staggered up, covering the golden dragon on his chest with one hand, preventing it from continuing to bump around like a headless fly, and the other hand was raised high, and it was difficult to slap down, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and he said hoarsely and vaguely: "Disobey orders, offend distinguished guests, and die is not a pity!"

Bang.

The head of the water snake spirit exploded.

After the corpse fell to the ground, it returned to its true body, and it was a slender colorful water snake.

The sound of the magic weapon of the immortal relic falling to the ground was particularly crisp and piercing above the empty hall.

The soles of the feet of the young man in white were less than half an inch from the ground.

The man in the green robe didn't care about wiping the corners of his mouth, stood up straight, and had to bend down to make amends.

The young man in white, who had already stopped stomping, had a sparkling look in his eyes and made a slow movement to close his feet.

But in an instant, the young man silently recited again: "The dragon is alive." ”

One foot on the ground!

Crisp and clean.

Naturally, the idol followed suit.

The young man in white stepped on the blue brick ground of the Dashui Mansion.

And the god statue behind him stepped down, but he stepped on the luck of the Hanshi River.

The blue-robed man covered the five fingers of the golden dragon, which had already pierced into the skin of his chest, even if it was painful, he still refused to let go.

This is where the dawn of his enlightenment lies, which is not only the condensation of his will, but also the crux of his heart, and he must not let go of his hand even if he dies!

The young man in white let go of his clenched fists, shook his sleeves, his movements were extremely chic and elegant, slowly stepped forward, bypassed the corpse of the poor water snake spirit, looked up at the main seat, raised his foot and stepped on the iron shovel, stepped on the immortal weapon rolling around on the ground, and laughed: "This water god master, isn't it very unexpected?"

Seven orifices bleed.

The blue-robed man with a miserable face stabilized his crumbling figure, tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, then lowered his head, glanced at the dark golden dragon on his chest, and slowly raised his head, this water god lord who had almost two hundred years of time and had never killed the enemy in person, his eyes were in a trance, and he muttered: "This true immortal, can't you let me go? ”

Everyone in the hall didn't know what was going on, and they were stunned one by one.

In their opinion, an almost invincible god of rivers and rivers was just being toyed with and applauded?

The young man in white began to look left and right boredly again, his eyes stayed on the Confucian scribe, who immediately bowed, and did not even dare to straighten his waist for a long time.

The young man looked at the fat man who was really a toad blocking the river, and the latter knelt down without saying a word, kowtowed vigorously, and shouted in a loud voice: "Knock to see the real immortal!"

Only the burly armored carp spirit stared wide-eyed at the young man in white.

The young man in white didn't wait for the man in the green robe to scold his subordinates, and he was already the first to laugh and say, "It's slaughtered." ”

"I count three, three, one. ”

Although the young man in white intended to cheat, he clearly wanted to do it again.

He learned this from someone.

Unexpectedly, the blue-robed man was even more decisive, and the number one fierce general under his command said that he would kill him.

After the blink of an eye, he stood behind the carp spirit, only a palm that grabbed the former's heart, from the back all the way out of the chest, he slowly withdrew his bloody arm, pressed the head of the burly man who was not blind, gently flicked, pushed the corpse away, the heart quickly turned into a red pill the size of a goose egg, which was thrown into the mouth of the man in the green robe and swallowed quickly.

The young man in white was still talking, and he put away his foot stupidly.

He smiled and looked at the Lingyun Sect, "Do you recognize me?"

The elder of the outer sect of the Lingyun Sect got up in a panic, clenched his fists and bowed his head, and said, "Before, we had no eyes, and we hoped that the immortal master would forgive our sins. Dare to ask the Immortal Master to be a guest of our Lingyun Sect......"

Before the white-haired old man could finish speaking, the young man began to give orders again, "Then gouge out your eyeballs." ”

The next moment, the man in the green robe had a pair of eyeballs in his hands, the old man held his face with both hands, and blood continued to ooze from between his fingers.

The white-clothed young man squinted at the two pale Lingyun Sect young handsome, "Count the luck of you two little cubs, this is Huang Tingguo, not on the territory of Dali." ”

The two promising young monks breathed a sigh of relief.

But the young man said: "But you also have bad luck, the Lingyun Sect from the head of the sect to the elders, almost all of them are fools with tendons, and they are determined to be loyal to the Huang Tingguo Hong clan, so you can die together." ”

The blue-robed man's shot was hesitant for the first time.

The young man sneered and said, "Your Dashui Mansion has set up a bureau this time, in addition to testing whether the local county guard is smart enough, and then you have already made a conclusion in your heart, the Lingyun faction is inextricably linked with the Hong Emperor of Huang Tingguo, and it belongs to a grasshopper on a rope." However, you don't want to accompany the foolish Lingyun faction and the Huang Tingguo Hong clan to be buried under the iron hooves of Da Li, so you intend to take this opportunity to cut off the little incense with them, so as to save the future Da Li soldiers and horses going south, and the Hong clan will be destroyed, and the Dashui Mansion will be affected by the war. ”

The young man sighed: "This kind of clumsy trick, even a fool like the Lingyun faction can't see through it, he has eyes but no beads, he really has eyes and no beads, he said it well, but he still has to die." ”

The blue-robed man's face was cloudy, but then he laughed, his mood was much happier, and he slapped the three people of the Lingyun Sect one by one, and instantly slapped their heads to pieces, and the three of them didn't have time to use the slightest magic power.

The white-clothed young man walked slowly and walked towards the main seat of the lobby, during which he passed by the two young sword cultivators, his footsteps did not stop, and he turned his head and smiled: "One is a loose cultivator with an improper origin, whether it is life or death, don't be in a hurry first, see how good or bad my mood is later." There is also a closed-door disciple of the real person in charge of Fulongguan, whose identity is improvised, barely has a little weight, let me think, the reason why you came here should be for the word 'palace', right? Is it strange for me to guess the answer, you kid don't have a on your face, okay? If you do this again, the water god will make your head bloom. ”

The two sword cultivators were sitting on pins and needles, where had they seen such a thrilling scene, and they really wanted to die at this time.

The white-clothed young man continued to move forward, suddenly stopped, looked at the writer who gave the impression of flattery, and said with a smile: "You are on the C-class secret file of the Green Bamboo Pavilion, your real name should be Tang Jiang, right? Well, then tell your water god master about the spy report you just received and the task assigned to you from above. Now you two brothers are really brothers in the same boat. ”

The latter did not have the slightest hint of anger at the moment, his momentum was calm and quiet, and he hugged his fists and said: "Tang Jiang, a dead soldier such as Luzhu Pavilion, has seen ......"

In the end, the dead man of the Dali Green Bamboo Pavilion was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to call the big man in front of him who shouted his identity.

Being able to know the secrets of this specification of the Green Bamboo Pavilion is one of the few in the Dali Dynasty. So Tang Jiang is no longer secretive, not to mention taking 10,000 steps back and saying, the young man in white is really a mortal enemy of Da Li, and his Tang Jiang's identity is leaked, which is a dead end, depending on whether he dies happily or painfully.

The young man in white waved his hand in frustration and said, "Forget it, there's no point in calling me anything now." ”

The young man stared at the trembling legs of the Yizhou don't drive the adult, and didn't say a word.

Don't drive most of them are from the local county magnates, and Emperor Hong felt that in order to balance the assassination history of foreign officials, the two sides restrained each other, and neither of them could form a situation of separating the feudal towns, which was a strange thing for Huang Tingguo.

The young man in white thought for a moment and stretched out his hand to the other driver.

The latter had already knelt down and kowtowed, "I just ask this great immortal master to be gracious, the villain is willing to be a cow and a horse, if there is a little lie, the sky will thunder!"

The young man Cui Yun pointed at the man with his finger, "Get up, you don't have to die, after walking out of this Dashui Mansion, you go to find the old Thorn History, you just ask him directly, if you want to continue to be the Lord of the Thorn History, it's just that from Huang Tingguo's Thorn History, to our Dali Dynasty." If he knows each other and nods his head and agrees, it is naturally the best, you will still be colleagues in the future, if you don't agree, then you will kill him, remember, when the time comes, send the head of this old thorn to the Qiulu Inn in this county town, and go to Liu Jiahui, a monk of Ziyang Mansion, you don't have to say anything, she will naturally understand everything. ”

Everyone knows that Da Li is going south, which is the trend of the times.

It's just that the pace has picked up a little bit now.

The young man Cui Qi looked at the tearful and snotty face of the other driver, shook his head and said, "It's really pitiful, get out of here, don't be an eyesore here." ”

The man in the official uniform immediately got up.

The boy suddenly asked, "Are you happy?"

The man was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

The young man waved his hand, signaling the guy to get out of here, and then stopped looking at him, walked straight to the main seat, sat behind the big case, shook his sleeves, and a simple white jade chair appeared out of thin air.

The young man in white sat on a white jade chair.

The god of cold food and river water who was occupied by the dove and the magpie's nest stood respectfully under the hall.

The young man Cui Qi looked at the gate with his eyes, and said lazily: "Except for the Lingyun sect monk who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, the rest of the people have nothing to do with it, it is better than ants, and the trouble is that the water god master will kill them all, so that they can be good companions on the Huangquan Road." ”

The young man in white picked up a pot of wine, raised his hand, and shook it, "By the way, do you want to drink a glass of golden jade liquid before you go on the road?"

Some people in the hall finally shouted insults, some people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, and some people began to run wildly.

The young Cui Qi began to pour wine with his head up.

Hold the flask in one hand.

The other hand clenched tightly, and there was a heart-piercing pain in the palm.

Again and again, they all hit the soul.

The boy let the wine spill, after all, he still had the water-repellent talisman on his body, and the wine rolled down his white clothes to the ground, like those lotus leaves that were crooked in the rain.

The young man Cui Yun gently threw the wine jug forward, leaned back against the white jade chair, raised his head, his face was a little distorted, and he silently said in his heart: "Old man, stinky Xiucai, old immortal thing! Even if Lao Tzu's soul is separated, it is still me Cui Yun, if you have the ability, just kill me! Who said that human nature is evil? Isn't it you?!"

He twisted his neck as if he were talking to someone, as if he had first seen him outside the threshold, "Aren't you disappointed that I don't kill your enemies?" You think I'm trying to get justice for you, but you don't expect me to be even more heinous than them, aren't you even more disappointed?"

The young man in white didn't wait for the soul to give an answer, and with a wave of his sleeve, the remnants of his soul were completely dispersed.

Since he appeared on the post road of Yefu Pass on the border of Dali, how could he accompany a group of children to play in the mountains and rivers along the way.

Killings abounded in the hall.

The hand of the young man in white who was in pain was quietly placed on his abdomen, and the other hand, which was unharmed, covered his mouth and yawned.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change.