March 3.

Shen Yu drove to Xiguan, and in the carriage, there were three stunning women.

Along the way, it was like experiencing some kind of Dao heart torture.

Among them, there are people and demons, and they are all the best in the world.

For love in the world, Taixuan was stumped by this catastrophe when he was in the calamity.

And now, Shen Yu has stepped into the realm of tribulation in the upper three realms, and the first tribulation is the most difficult love tribulation.

There is love in the world.

It is not only the love between men and women, but also family affection, friendship, family and national conditions.

This kind of three calamities and six tribulations is not something that cultivators can control, the operation of heaven and earth has its own laws, and cultivators steal heaven and are born, and the way of heaven will naturally not allow it.

Therefore, when this catastrophe came, Shen Yu was very calm.

As soon as he entered the city, countless cultivators appeared in this important town on the border of the Tang Dynasty for the first time.

Among them, the majority of them are readers.

"Brother Wang, I heard that Mr. Qin from Jiangzhou also came here yesterday, just to discuss the truth with Master Yan."

"Old Mr. Qin! , but the famous land in the south of the Yangtze River, known as the old Mr. Qin Zhizhen Qin? That one is already two hundred years old, he reads and teaches to solve doubts, and his protégés are full of the Tang Dynasty, what reason does he have with Master Yan?"

"It's not the matter of the champion back then, Old Mr. Qin has been this disciple all his life, but he was blocked by Master Yan, and the old man's reputation is difficult to accumulate, but it is much easier to corrupt."

"There is another person you should not ignore, Yan Zishu, who was exiled in Lingnan, also hated his master to the bone, before in the imperial capital, he didn't dare to seek revenge, and now that the master has arrived in Xiguan, how could he just give up this opportunity."

…

There were countless cacophony voices in the crowd, all talking about this discourse.

It is clear that Master Yan also has many enemies.

Although there is no first place in the text, among the readers, which one is willing to be the last.

The grievances of decades or even hundreds of years ago, readers can remember in their hearts, even if they have nothing to do on weekdays, they still have to write a few poems to scold a few words.

What's more, Master Yan is preaching to the world, and he wants to preach in Xiguancheng.

Those former opponents have now come to the city, and they are all waiting for the time to preach, and they will pick up many young lost faces.

In the carriage, Yang Paner stretched out her hand to open the door curtain, looked at the lively crowd on the street, and couldn't help but exclaim: "There are so many people who read in the world, no wonder my father often says that everything is inferior, but reading is high."

He Pianpian glanced outside casually and said lightly, "The truth of this world is told with fists."

Hearing this, Yang Paner nodded.

The reason why the academy was able to establish rules in the five continents was not because they were reasonable, but because they had big fists.

Nanban Demon Domain, Demon Domain, these two places have gentlemen and sages all year round.

Every once in a while, a few sages would fight the demons who tried to break into Middle-earth.

Even in the Middle Continent, the deans of those academies are in charge of the living beings in a place, and life and death are controlled by the academies.

Although the Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty is now full of promises, the Holy Decree cannot enter the gate of Zhongzhou Academy.

In this world, it has always been the reader who has the final say.

Shen Yu didn't care about this, he had chatted with those old Taoists in Kunlun back then, saying that this kind of thing was the most suitable for the academy.

If he is allowed to rule the world, or the Buddha.

The whole world, not all of them eat fasting and chant Buddha, who will give birth.

If it is replaced by Dongwang Island or Sword Immortal City.

God knows what the world will become.

…

In the middle of the city.

Yan Fuzi was dressed very casually today, only wearing a blue robe, and slowly walked up to the high platform.

Countless people around them suddenly let out a deafening sound.

He nodded to a few acquaintances who had come here before taking a seat on the easternmost futon.

Confucianism has three immortals.

Virtue, meritorious service, and speech.

This is the ultimate goal of every scholar's practice.

Although Master Yan taught and educated people in the academy, even when he reached the realm of sages, he did not accomplish these three major things.

And he will make a statement today.

Speak the road.

When he sat down, an old man with a white beard slowly walked up to the stage.

"It's Qin Zizhen, Mr. Qin." Someone recognized his identity.

This 200-year-old man was tall and exuded a majestic aura all over his body, and he had already stepped into the realm of sages a hundred years ago.

Qin Zizhen sat down on a futon in the west, and then said nothing.

Soon, another person walked up from the stage, it was the Yanzishu who was rumored to be in Lingnan before, he was similar in age to Yan Shigu, but his face was full of vicissitudes.

Lingnan is a very special place in Central Continent, where the spiritual energy is thin, because it is close to the swamp, there is a miasma from time to time, and the cultivators are there, not to mention cultivating, it is extremely difficult to even maintain the original realm.

At this moment, Yan Zishu was sitting on the second futon in the west, staring coldly at Yan Shigu in front of him.

As the two of them sat down, on the high platform, only two futons remained.

Many people set their eyes on it, wanting to know which great cultivator was finally qualified to discuss the Tao with Master Yan.

Although this is Xiguan, it is the western part of the Tang Dynasty.

But Master Yan's fame is known throughout the Linghuang, not because he came from the academy, but because he wrote the imperial capital back then, and blocked the Buddhist monks with a great array in the world.

At that time, he just hadn't even stepped into the realm of a gentleman.

But in the face of the bitter monk who was already a Buddhist Bodhisattva, Master Yan amazed the whole world as soon as he appeared.

No one could have imagined that the pen in his hand could actually attract the power of the world, and in the hearts of the people of the entire imperial capital, Master Yan represented the integrity of Confucianism.

What's even more remarkable is that at the height of his fame, this master chose to teach in a secluded college.

In this Confucian event, everyone who is qualified to sit on a high platform futon is a strong person in the world.

Mr. Qin, is a virtuous realm, Jiangzhou around the scholars are proud of being his disciples, when he was young, in Xunyang Jiangtou, with great heroic spirit will ravage both sides of the strait for a long time to kill the evil Jiao, the scene of the day, many people remember.

That evil Jiao traveled all the way west from the East China Sea, with vast magical powers, countless cultivators were swallowed by that monster, and even a sword cultivator of the Upper Three Realms of Sword Immortal City died in its poisonous mist.

Not to mention the mortal people along the way.

It was before the Tang Dynasty was established, and the powerhouse of the academy was dragged in Nanhe City by the big demon of the Nanban Demon Domain, and for a while, the interior of Zhongzhou fell into a panic.

Then, Qin Zizhen was born out of nowhere, and he used a big demon to pull out the muscles and bones of the evil Jiao alive.

Therefore, everyone was convinced that Mr. Qin could sit and discuss with Yan Shigu.

And Yan Zishu sitting next to him.

Many people subconsciously lacked a trace of coldness, just looking at the person's face, just a glance felt that they were being targeted by some kind of terrifying poisonous snake, like maggots on tarsal bones, terrifying.

In fact, many of the things Yan Zishu did were also creepy.

Since he was driven out of the imperial capital by Yan Shigu and exiled to the land of Lingnan.

Yan Zishu dissipated all his Confucian aura and re-cultivated a cult technique called Devouring God Decision.

This practice devours the practitioner's primordial spirit.

If this is the case, Yan Zishu will not be able to gain a foothold in Lingnan, and this kind of evil cultivation will have been killed by the academy and the Taoist sect long ago.

So, he began to devour the spirits of other living beings.

Such as the demon of the Southern Barbarian Demon Domain.

The Devil of the Demon Domain.

Although these two kinds of beings are different from the human race, they also have a certain divine soul.

Moreover, based on the relationship between the human race and the two races, even if Yan Zishu used the evil method of devouring the gods to eat and skin those monsters and monsters alive, no one would say that he was an evil cultivator.

Therefore, with this exercise, he re-cultivated the realm to the upper three realms.

Now he is here to seek revenge.

The grievances between the two are only clear to him and Yan Shigu, Yan Zishu has wanted to go to the imperial capital countless times, but they are all afraid of the big array, so this time, he waited for decades, and finally waited for Yan Shigu to appear.

In the middle of the field, countless people have already seen the form in front of them.

Mr. Qin and Yan Zishu are not talking about the Tao, but seeking revenge.

"Master Yan is just a sage realm, if he faces one of the two, he may be able to win, but looking at the appearance of those two, it seems that he has not chosen to challenge alone at all, Master is a little dangerous now."

"What's the hurry, there are five futons on the stage, and two have not yet appeared, with the breadth of the master's friends, how can no one be willing to help him speak."

"But the hour is coming, where is the person?"

…

Many readers in the audience began to discuss.

In the distance, the three women in the carriage also thought the same way, although Yang Pan'er's cultivation was low, the reputation of the master of the academy had already spread throughout the spiritual wilderness.

What's more, He Pianpian is from Yaochi, and there are very few things in the holy land of the world that she doesn't know, and along the way, she has already told her about Master Yan.

Yang Paner's eyes widened at this time, looking curiously at the three people on the high platform.

It turns out that the momentum of a scholar can be so strong.

He Pianpian looked indifferent.

Shen Yu, who was outside the carriage, closed his eyes and recuperated, ignoring the deafening sounds around him.

"Amitabha!"

A high-pitched Buddha horn came from the west.

Hearing this voice, countless people looked to the west.

The next moment, an unbelievable thought involuntarily arose in everyone's hearts.

The sword Buddha came out of the mountain.

The thin monk who came from the west is the strongest person in Buddhism today.

Sword Buddha.

No one could have imagined that this high monk of the Buddha realm was not sitting in Lingshan, but coming to Xiguancheng from the east.

What shocked everyone even more.

The sword Buddha actually stepped on the wisdom sword, like an angry King Kong.

Buddhism and Master Yan also have grievances?

Countless people subconsciously thought of it, but soon, a hint of clarity flashed in their eyes.

When the bitter monk was in the imperial capital, he was shocked back by Master Yan with a human array.

Since then, the road of Buddhism to the east has been cut off.

And the Datang Wanjia Buddha Temple has also been swept down since that day.

No wonder even the Sword Buddha will come in person.

With such a big cause and effect of destroying the Buddha, how could he not have come to the end in person.

The Sword Buddha stepped on the wisdom sword and came in the air.

Master Yan got up and saluted him, his expression did not change in the slightest.

It was as if the three of them were just ordinary scholars who came to talk about the Tao.

Wait until the Sword Buddha sits down.

Only the last futon remained.

Yan Fuzi's expression was calm and he did not begin to preach.

The Sword Buddha closed his eyes and recuperated.

Qin Zizhen was holding an ancient book.

Yan Zishu had a gloomy face and did not speak.

Under the high platform, the scholars who came here to listen to the sermon looked at the last futon, and wondered.

Who is it, and who else in this world has a higher level of seniority than the Sword Buddha.

Actually made such a powerful cultivator wait.