"The realm of Confucianism has been opened, congratulations to all the saints!"

After the portal was solidified in the void, Kong Yanhua turned around and bowed to the saints and said.

The sage phantom nodded, and then, one after another, departed.

But.

A saint did not leave, but turned his gaze to Wu Tian.

"Gurgle~"

Wu Tian's heart jumped, no, no.

"I'll go first!"

Looking at the kind-eyed saint, Wu Tian turned his head and said to Li Chengqian solemnly.

"You can't go!" There was a smile on the corner of Li Chengqian's mouth.

“……”

Wu Tian found that he couldn't move again.

The figure of the saint stepped in front of Wu Tian in the void.

Wu Tian looked at the illusory and somewhat familiar figure in front of him, his heart was empty, very empty.

"Thank you, owner!" However, to Wu Tian's surprise, the sage phantom bowed down solemnly and thanked him.

"......" Wu Tian blinked.

Li Chengqian: "ʘʚʘga?"

"In the era of good and evil, the old decay died, and the later saints were placed in Confucianism and Taoism, and the descendants buried the decayed body in the burial abyss, who knows, millions of years have passed, the corpse is going to be corpse change, and the old decay is limited in Confucianism and Taoism, and can only watch it, however, when the corpse is about to change, fortunately, the owner of the village will take action and destroy the body, and the old decay can save the evening festival!"

After speaking, the figure of the saint bowed again, with a sincere face.

For Confucianism, one's own integrity is more important than the whole, and if you die, you will die, but after you die, the corpse will come out, and for them, it is an insult.

And the rules of burying Tianyuan and Yizhuang are to reduce the corpse transformation.

The so-called existence is the truth, if some corpses are destined to be transformed, even if the burial Tianyuan is removed from protection and the coffin is pushed out, the coffin will not be transported to Yizhuang because of some other things, and the corpse will be successful.

Of course, the process of corpse transformation still has to go through the thunderstorm, even if you cross it, you will become a creature in this world, and if you can't cross it, you will turn into ashes.

It turned out that it was not to find fault.

Wu Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

A serious bite to chew the words: "The saint should not be tormented, it is the responsibility of Yizhuang to dispose of the corpse." ”

"Thank you for the owner, and give the owner a big gift!"

"And a big gift?"

Wu Tian's eyes lit up!

Is there still this kind of treatment for opening the coffin and destroying the corpse?

Wu Tian couldn't think of it.

Li Chengqian looked at the phantom of the saint with an unexpected face, why did you take the wrong medicine, dig your grave, open your coffin, destroy your corpse, and even give a special gift?

The subordinate cadres who have lived for more than 700,000 years have opened their eyes, who said that they will see each other for a long time, and some things may be seen for the first time no matter how long they live!

“……”

The people below were speechless, and those who knew the inside story looked at the saint with a strange face.

As for Kong Yanhua, he left silently, standing next to the portal, he didn't want to say anything.

The sage phantom nodded with a smile, and then held his right hand weakly, and grabbed it in the direction of the Tai degree.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Tai Degree rose with an astonishing aura of grandeur.

Then, I saw that the aura began to converge, and then began to form words in front of him.

The text is another font, not Lishu.

A splendid article slowly formed.

"Huh~"

Wave your hand again.

A blank scroll appeared, and the font was printed.

"Wow~"

The scroll floated in front of Wu Tian.

"The way of Confucianism lies in self-cultivation, Qi family, ruling the country and leveling the world!"

"And my enlightenment text, is this "good self-cultivation", as long as the owner sincerely copies this article 30,000 times, he can conceive and cultivate the spirit of Haoran, calm his mind and relax his mind, which is also very helpful for enlightenment!" The saint smiled.

"Wow~"

"30,000 times can have the aura of Haoran, I'm sour~"

"Back then, in order to embark on Confucianism and Taoism, I studied, recited, and memorized various scriptures and histories for hundreds of years before I had the spirit of Haoran, worthy of being a sage Mobao, and I only copied it 30,000 times, and Xiaosheng admired it very much!"

“……”

All kinds of exclamations and discussions sounded, for the students who have little contact with even the great Confucians, they can be very excited to be able to treasure a Confucian master's calligraphy, but now, the sage calligraphy, in addition to envy, is envy, or envy.

Wu Tian reacted differently.

What do you call gift-giving?

Hearing it 30,000 times, Wu Tian was dumbfounded, old man, are you thanking me? Is this a big gift? Don't lie to me because I'm young.

Thirty thousand times! I'll copy you uncle.

Wu Tian took the scroll with a smile on his face: "Sage, I thank you!" ”

"The owner is gracious!" With a smile on his face, the saint continued: "It's almost time, old man farewell! ”

With that, the saint's phantom turned around and strode towards the sky, disappearing into the boundless sky.

"Do you want it?" Wu Tian held the scroll in his hand and turned his head to look at Li Chengqian.

"Don't!" The corners of Li Chengqian's mouth twitched, and he quickly shook his head.

"Sage Mobao!" Wu Tian waved.

"I have!" Li Chengqian smacked his lips, paused and added, "A bunch!" ”

“……”

Wu Tian's gaze turned downward, and Nie Qianqian was looking at him with a pair of fiery eyes.

Well~

Wu Tian nodded secretly.

Yes, at least you can do a personal favor.

……

After all the saints left.

Kong Yanhua acted again.

Facing many students: "The Confucian realm is officially opened, and the Tai degree listens to the order and leads the students into the ......"

"Yes~"

Voices sounded in the Tai Degree, and then, one after another, Confucian cultivators flew out of it.

Began to organize a large number of students to take the exam.

Countless heads poured towards the portal.

Wu Tian: "......"

Li Chengqian raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Tian: "Go!" ”

"Okay~"

Wu Tian nodded, put away the scroll, took out his hand, and walked in the direction of the portal.

"Once you're in, throw your hand into the sky, and the exam questions will appear!"

A Confucian teacher reminded Wu Tian.

"Good~"

After Wu Tian nodded, he walked into the Confucian realm.

One into it.

I found that a very strong aura of Haoran came to my face, even stronger than the evil aura in the depths of the Burial Abyss.

Looking into the distance, Wu Tian found that there was no end to this realm at all.

"This is really big, a man-made realm is even stronger than a natural forbidden land."

Wu Tian sighed, and with a wave of mighty energy, Wu Tian was taken to the top of a mountain.

In the distance, you can see the light falling, indicating the arrival of students.

On the mountain peaks.

"Green mountains and green waters, well, gold and silver mountains?"

Looking at the beautiful scenery around him, Wu Tian subconsciously came up with this sentence in his mind.

The mountain shape of the bridge is drifting with a few wisps of milky white mist, and the rolling mountains are faintly shining with golden light under the sunlight.

On the mountain peaks, the leaves are swaying and drifting in the wind, and the turquoise grass reveals infinite vitality.

Surrounded by the majestic atmosphere, the mountain peaks reveal a calming momentum.