Chen Luo's Taoist companion Qingli, with the help of the power of the Gate of Wonders, descended in the Immortal Qin World.

After tens of thousands of years, the two are facing each other again, and unlike the previous "video chat", this time it can be said that "online love is coming".

At this time, the bronze tripod has been restored to its original state, and it has been transformed into a door of all wonders again.

Chen Luo and Qingli stood under the door of Zhongmiao, looking at each other quietly.

"Although there are many restrictions on this wonderful gate now, the Heavenly Dao that can connect this world can be said to be infinitely useful." Chen Luo was the first to speak, and said proudly.

Qingli quietly looked at her husband, with a soft smile on her beautiful and flawless face.

"Wife, what identity do you want, tell me!" Chen Luo asked.

Compared with others, Chen Luo still prefers the title of "wife".

"What do you mean?" Qingli asked.

"You're the equivalent of a stowaway now, and the Gate of Wonders can arrange a reasonable identity for you." Chen Luo replied.

"Oh? How can these wonderful doors reverse cause and effect and recreate the world? Qingli was quite interested in this, and she knew how it worked.

"Yes, after all, the Gate of All Wonders was left by Master, and it is not difficult to communicate with the Heavenly Dao." Chen Luo smiled and nodded, he was quite satisfied with this wonderful gate.

"That's nature, you must know that this Gate of Wonders is essentially a fragment of the Great Dao, and even if it is the power of the heavens, you have to be moved by it." Qingli nodded, and said the root of the Gate of All Wonders, but then she found a problem and hurriedly said, "Wait, who did you just say left for you?" ”

"Master, what's wrong?" Chen Luo looked at Qingli in some surprise: "What kind of expression do you have, is there any problem?" ”

"Didn't you say that the Gate of All Wonders was left by Dao Ancestor?" Qingli continued.

"Dao Ancestor is my master." Chen Luo nodded, and added: "His old man is my master in this world. ”

"Really?" Qingli was a little hard to believe, if this was true, it was really incredible.

"Nature is true." Chen Luo pointed to the door of all wonders: "This is the evidence." ”

"That's right." Qingli nodded, the fragments of the Great Dao are extremely precious, and it is only the existence of the level of the Dao Ancestor that can give it away at will.

"Master, his old man not only left me a lot of wonderful doors, but also passed down a few great magical powers." Chen Luo continued, inexplicably showing off his meaning.

"Chen Luo, have you ever thought about Dao Ancestor's relationship with Master Xuantian."

At this time, Qing Liqiao's face was full of seriousness, and she said very seriously.

"Qingli, you have to understand that this matter is not so simple." Chen Luo shook his head and said softly: "Remember my words, don't believe rumors, let alone spread rumors, time will reveal the truth." ”

"I see, you, you." Qingli stretched out her jade hand, touched Chen Luo's cheek, and said.

"No way, that's it for now." Chen Luo shrugged his shoulders and didn't say much.

"Anyway, my husband will become a big man in the future." Qingli said with a smile.

"What? Aren't I a big shot now? Chen Luo was a little dissatisfied and asked rhetorically.

"Yes, of course." Qingli hurriedly changed her words, she was really a stingy ghost.

"It's too late now, and I have to punish you today." Chen Luo pulled Qingli into his arms and said "viciously".

Qingli was very cooperative, pretending to be a weak woman: "The concubine knows that she is wrong, and she asks her husband to forgive the concubine." ”

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Chen Luo laughed a few times and leaned into Qingli's ear: "No, unless you promise me this time, use that posture." ”

Qingliqiao's face was slightly red, and she nodded imperceptibly.

"Hey, hey!" Chen Luo let out a smug laugh when he saw that his goal had been achieved.

"Don't laugh yet, let's arrange an identity for me first, the strength of this doppelganger is too weak, and it wouldn't be a good thing if he was targeted by heaven because of smuggling." Qingli wrinkled Qiong's nose and said.

What's that? Too weak?

The corners of Chen Luo's mouth twitched, he could now clearly feel Qingli's terrifying strength, and his ontological strength alone was definitely stronger than him.

"It depends on what identity you want." Chen Luo didn't think about this, took out a large number of fragments of the Divine Law, and threw them into the Gate of the Mysteries.

This is a necessary process for communicating with the Heavenly Dao, and there is no way to avoid it.

"Then arrange the identity of a god!" Qingli thought for a moment and said.

When Qingli came, she got a general information about this world, so she knew about the existence of the gods.

"Gods?" Hearing this, Chen Luo's eyes lit up and asked, "Then what do you think of the Sun God?" ”

The power of the sun extracted from the Fusang Divine Tree was still in Chen Luo's hands.

The last time he fought the Netherworld, he borrowed the power of the sun to defeat the Netherworld.

"The god of the sun? Sounds pretty good, so be it! Qingli nodded, she was quite satisfied with this identity.

Chen Luo took out a golden crystal and threw it into the Gate of Wonders.

This is not another heavenly treasure, but a materialized product of the power of the sun.

Then he threw in some fragments of the Law of the Gods, which were too small to obtain the identity of the Sun God.

The Gate of Wonder devoured the shards of the sun's authority and the laws of the gods, and an aura of ancient recklessness rose from it.

The next moment, the bright and scorching sun fairy light shot out in all directions, shining on the Liuhe Eight Desolations.

And the door of all wonders gradually shrunk, and once again turned into a bronze tripod, filled with a chaotic atmosphere, and wisps of creation and transformation rhyme continued to flow.

"Wife, let's go in!" Chen Luo said with a smile: "When you come out, you will be the sun god of this world." ”

"It's the bronze tripod again." Qingli muttered dissatisfiedly, but still entered the bronze tripod.

"No way, it'll be fine soon." Chen Luo shrugged, closed the lid of the tripod, and put away the bronze tripod.

Then he dismantled all the surrounding formations, and took back the Zhenshi Bell, and left the place.

At the same time, Yuheng got Chen Luo's order, hid his identity, and quietly came to Songhai.

He followed Chen Luo's instructions in advance, came to an inn, and used his money ability to brush up on Ding Fatzi's favorability first, and asked him to help him and strive to get in touch with Xiao Shengxianzhuang.

Because this time he did not come in the name of Chen Luo, but incarnated as an "ordinary" Taoist cultivator, whose name was Luo Heng.

Originally, Ku Ding was reluctant to help him, but there was no way, Yuheng threw money too fiercely.

And now the Mo family is also short of money, no, to be precise, there should be a demand for this aspect.

Therefore, after obtaining the consent of several leaders of the Mo family, Ku Ding decided to help Yuheng.

Xiaoshengxian Village is the main stronghold of Confucianism, located in Songhai City, and has a great reputation.

The village covers an area of more than 1,000 acres, the terrain is vast, and the grand and solemn Confucian houses are located here, and there are countless pavilions and pavilions.

Yu Heng stood outside the village, opened the eyes of the stars, and saw that inside the little sage village, a clear breath rushed straight into the sky, swirling and circling, full of heroic righteousness.

"Those who practice martial arts practice qi to strengthen their bodies, and scholars of literature and Taoism also have literary qi to maintain their health, and Confucianism is worthy of being one of the most powerful hundred schools of thought, and it is not unreasonable that it has been circulated for tens of thousands of years." Yu Heng thought to himself.

At the gate of the Little Sage Village, there were two gray-robed gatekeepers, expressionless and motionless.

Seeing this scene, Yu Heng thought that Ding Fatzi had taken care of everything, so he walked up the steps, ready to enter the village and have a glimpse of the Confucian holy land.

When he was about to enter the gate, the two guards guarding the gate set out to stop Yu Heng and said: "This place is a place for Confucian self-cultivation, and there are Confucian children who practice. ”

Yu Heng frowned, he didn't expect Ding Fat to collect money and not do anything, but having said this, he is not good at forcibly breaking into the village, after all, he is a person with quality and cultivation.

At this moment, a long howl came from inside the door: "I am very happy to have friends from afar." ”

This long roar, the sound is not big or small, the breath of the comer is deep, and the control is just right.

In an instant, there was a middle-aged man in a black robe standing at the door.

This person has a dignified life and looks unpretentious, but in fact, he exudes a mature and stable temperament between his gestures, and has an excellent complexion of long-term self-cultivation.

And there is a person standing next to this person, who is the shopkeeper of an inn, Ding Fat.

Ding Fatzi was holding a red carved wooden lunch box in his hand, and he smiled kindly at Yu Heng, this is a rich man!

When the two guards saw the visitor, their eyes showed respect, and they hurriedly bowed: "The owner." ”

"Confucianism has never refused any guest who comes to visit, how can you two stop the guest." The man said, his face dignified, and then said, "After the duty is over, go back and copy the patriarch's Analects ten times." ”

"Yes, owner." The two gatekeepers hurriedly said.

"Hehe, Brother Luo Heng, this is Fu Nian, the big boss of Little Sage Village, and he is one of the famous three heroes of Qilu in the land of Songhai." Ding Fatzi opened his mouth and introduced.

"In the morning, I heard that the little sage village is the authentic Confucianism and Taoism in the world, and the holy place in the hearts of all readers, I came to worship the village today, and I have no other meaning, just to appreciate the style of Confucianism and Taoism." Yuheng is colorful.

It was a strange feeling that he found himself in the company of a group of readers, and even his own speech became crepe.

"Everyone who comes is a guest, Mr. Luo, the two Confucianism and Taoism have always been good friends, and they should be guests." Fu Nian arched his hand slightly, his eyes flashing slightly.

He learned from Ding Fatzi that Yu Heng was a Taoist cultivator named Luo Heng, whose strength was not weak, and he was suspected of being in the Venerable Realm.

Fu Nian also personally investigated, Taoism does have a loose cultivator named Luo Heng, who was born three hundred years ago, and his strength was Xiaocheng at that time.

Now it seems that he should have been in retreat and cultivation for the past three hundred years, thus breaking through to Venerable.

The two sides exchanged a few polite words, and then entered the Little Sage Village together.

During this period, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Heng bypassed Fu Nian's body, walked on the left, and then stepped into the Little Sage Village.

Seeing this, Fu Nian's face was full of curiosity, and he said in his heart: "Confucian etiquette is stipulated, the host walks on the right, and the guest walks on the left, could it be that this Mr. Luo Heng still understands Confucian etiquette, is it a coincidence?" ”

Then, Fu Nian didn't think about anything else and followed closely.

In the center of the village, there is a pale blue, sparkling lake.

This lake is connected to the underground, leading to the water of Songhai, the lake is clear, and goldfish are everywhere.

Above the lake, there is a wooden curved bridge corridor, which is endless, with nine curves and eighteen bends.

The sky blue lake, the golden pond fish, the rockeries standing in the lake, the orderly planting of trees, and the antique nine-song corridor.

All of these things are intertwined to form a beautiful and abnormal picture scroll that contains the natural principles of heaven and earth.

Seeing this beautiful scenery, Yuheng couldn't help but feel empty, his thinking was open, and many wonderful thoughts were born.

Silently feeling this wonderful scene of Confucianism, my heart fell into peace, and the stains and flaws of my soul were swept away.

"Hehe, I have heard that you Confucians will enjoy it, and today I see that it is true!" Yu Heng's pupils rolled slightly, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Luo said with a smile, Confucianism is often diligent in cultivating the mind, indifferent in mood, and does not compete for fame and fortune, how can he be greedy for enjoyment." Fu Nian said indifferently: "The flowers and plants here are just random in my spare time, and they can be regarded as unintentional willows." ”

"What is that tall building?"

Yu Heng smiled and said nothing, the scholar is kind to his lips, he is not interested in arguing with him, after all, he is just here to enjoy the scenery, and by the way, to appreciate the demeanor of the sages.

"That's Wendao Academy, and it's the place where our little Sage Zhuang disciples preach." Fu Nian replied,

His words were full of calm, unhurried, and his words were quite patient, quite the patience of the lord of a village.

"Where is it?" Yu Heng asked again, pointing to a building.

"This is the Six Arts Pavilion. The gentleman has six arts, etiquette, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics, my Confucianism advocates self-cultivation and Qi rule the world, and the six arts of the gentleman are compulsory courses, and Confucian disciples must have both civil and military skills. Fu Nian said.

"Mr. Fu Nian's cultivation is not bad, his body is full of righteousness, and he has survived in the world for a long time, so he must also be a master who is not born in the world." Yu Heng continued.

As the current head of Confucianism, Fu Nian's strength is self-evident, and Yuheng feels a little like the old monkey in Aolaiguo.

At this time, there are hundreds of schools of thought, a hundred flowers are blooming, and the Confucian people are even more civil and military, and their strength naturally goes without saying.

"Hehe, I'm just a Confucian student, and I'm not worth mentioning in front of Mr. Luo." Fu Nian said, with a humble look on his face.

Yu Heng smiled, I believe you are a ghost, but he didn't say anything.

Under the leadership of Fu Nian, Yu Heng slowly walked all over the small sage village, and the scenery was excellent.

Just before he could walk for a while, a Confucian disciple ran over and leaned in to Fu Nian's side and whispered.

Hearing this, Fu Nian's face changed slightly, and his face showed a solemn meaning.

"Mr. Luo, it's really unfortunate. Today, there are temporary distinguished guests here, I am afraid that the hospitality will not be good, please don't blame Mr. Fu Nian said.

"Hehe, it's fine. Mr. Fu Nian is going to entertain distinguished guests, I am here, and it is enough to see the scenery here. Yuheng said.

"In this way, Fu Nian will take his leave first." Fu Nian bowed slightly, then turned around and hurriedly walked away.

Looking at the excellent scenery and strange stones of this small sage village in front of him, Yu Heng felt deep emotion in his heart.

Standing alone on the curved bridge, closing his eyes and contemplating and comprehending the way of Confucianism.

In this small sage village, at this moment, this holy place that gathers the authentic Confucianism of the world.

Yu Heng vaguely felt the breath left by the Confucian sages and sages in the long river of time, as well as the mysterious heaven and earth.

The reason why saints are saints is because their state of mind is beyond the world and they are not burdened by external objects.

This is also the difference between the laity and the saints, the difference between them in the heart.

Quietly feeling this beautiful feng shui, the holy way from the Confucian sages, the way of nature, Yuheng felt a lot.

Although these are not his principles, they are also touching, and they are very beneficial to his state of mind.