At dawn, the heavy rain turns into a light rain, as thin as a cow's hair, and falls on the mountain flowers and trees of the lofty mountains.

A winged Mo family flying eagle spirit treasure ship roared past.

Xin Zhuo sat in the corner of the Lingbao boat with a small yellow plate carrying dry bones on his back, his eyes scanning the mountains, rivers and dense forests, and fell into deep thought.

The one who invited himself must be Huang Taigai, this should be the second trial person he has seen, or he used to have a cordial relationship, to be honest, his mood is a little complicated and apprehensive.

He didn't even know what kind of identity to face when he saw Huang Taigai, and what to say?

Where are those people and how are they?

He couldn't ask, it didn't make much sense.

Also, he was in Weiyang City, Huang Taigai actually knew, but what did he invite himself to do with Da Luo and Dayan?

He looked at the love Gu Zi and Wang Baiyu on the side, and found that the two of them were also looking at him, and their eyes were also very complicated.

Xin Zhuo doesn't know much about the place "Confucian Mountain", but Da Luo and Da Yan's disciples are very familiar with "Confucian Mountain", it is a unique existence that does not want to dispute with the outside world, only cultivates sage knowledge and martial arts, but has a deep background, the saint invited her personally, and several people can't refuse, since they also invited Xin Zhuo, they can't continue to do it.

Therefore, the two of them relaxed their hostility towards Xin Zhuo, and instead developed a trace of curiosity.

Seeing Xin Zhuo's view, the love Gu Zi looked desperately with a melon seed face and looked into the distance.

However, Wang Baiyu smiled and said: "Brother Xin's martial arts magic is indeed good, and he has been taught in the next, and he still has palpitations."

It's straightforward.

Xin Zhuo nodded: "Hmm."

Well?

Wang Bai was choked up when he read the words, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.

At this time, the voice of the Great Yan Sect Xuezang came from the front: "I don't know if the Confucian masters invited me to wait...... Why? ”

It seems that this has been held back all the way.

Ling Gucheng also straightened the tassels hanging down from the vertical crown, and said: "Listen to the meaning of the holy woman, there is Xin Zhuo's old man in Rushan, isn't it that Rushan intends to protect Xin Zhuo?"

Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked over, and Wang Baiyu and Qing Gu on the side also immediately looked at the past.

"Huh."

The Confucian saintess peacock, sitting cross-legged at the front, has a slender and straight figure, the neck exposed by the neckline of the Confucian shirt is also snow-white and delicate like jade, and the Confucian atmosphere exuded from the whole body, as if there is no need to use half a point of martial arts, it will also make people feel admired and respected, but what she said was with unparalleled confidence and pride:

"Rushan has never been involved in the world's disputes for countless years, and he has no intention of protecting anyone, but ...... If you want to protect Xin Zhuo, why do you need to use the word please? Why do you need the consent of Da Luo and Da Yan? ”

Ling Gucheng and Xuezang looked a little embarrassed, the words of the holy woman peacock could not be refuted, the classical Chinese books once recorded that Confucianism does not compete with the world, but what to do, never consult with others, thousands of years ago, there was a big super sect and Confucianism had a contradiction, in an instant, the whole door was slaughtered by Confucianism, and the quasi-saint master also died elsewhere, since then he changed his name and surname, and never dared to mention the matter of resentment.

Ling Gucheng coughed lightly: "That ......"

Peacock said with a solemn expression: "Two things, the first is the name of Haotian, I heard that there is Haotian Sect under Da Luo, these two words can no longer be used, otherwise the three thousand Confucian monks will not follow, since you are a disciple of the Eastern Inheritance, it will naturally be conveyed by you."

"......"

Xue Zang and Wang Baiyu lowered their heads and almost laughed.

It is rumored that "Haotian" is the most holy teacher of the Confucian wilderness, and also the first emperor of Confucianism.

Although it is only a myth and legend, and it also has the meaning of opposing the world's warriors, after all, it is the supreme saint of Confucianism, and it is really ridiculous that a big sect dares to use the name of "Haotian Sect".

Ling Gucheng immediately explained: "The junior sect has been suppressed by the Heavenly Dao Immortal Rules for a long time, and only after the advent of the martial arts prosperity can they show up to survive, there are few living grasses, where there is too much knowledge, just to be domineering and deafening." There are even warriors in the mortal world called Overlord, Heaven-Shattering, Universe, Flood Desolation, Invincible, Immortal Venerable, and the Great Emperor, don't blame those who don't know.

Of course, when returning to the sect in the next, he must report to the master, except for these two words. ”

The Holy Maiden Peacock bowed her head, waved her sleeves and said: "The second thing, the remnants of the Confucian Saint are opened, and the outstanding martial artists below the quasi-saints within a radius of thousands of miles can participate in the epiphany, and you are invited to meet at the right time!"

The expressions of Ling Gucheng, Xue Zang and Qing Gu Zi changed slightly, and then their faces showed a hint of emotion, and they all nodded: "I see!"

"Confucian remnants" is a piece of Confucianism that has been handed down through the ages, no one knows what is on it, but those who have seen it cannot deny its charm, and it is said that those who participate in enlightenment will benefit greatly.

Then it is a good thing that "Rushan" invited each other for this matter.

Xin Zhuo, who had been silent, also looked slightly moved, and he had an epiphany, he was doing it!

"So ......"

That Xue Zang suddenly turned his head delicately and looked at Xin Zhuo, "After this incident, Xin Zhuo will kill Ren and chop, and Rushan will never ask?" ”

The holy peacock did not make a sound, but smiled indifferently.

Xin Zhuo glanced at Xue Zang lightly and stroked Xiao Huang's head.

Xiao Huang cooperated and pouted at Xue Zang.

The Yukizo sneered and turned around.

"Whoosh-"

The speed of the Flying Eagle Spirit Treasure was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye for dozens of miles, a thick fog suddenly appeared in front of it, like a strange formation enchantment, through the fog, the front suddenly opened up-

It is a huge continuous pavilion building, a huge statue is the first thing that catches the eye, the statue is an old man, wearing a Confucian robe, holding a roll of bamboo slips in both hands, looking up at the sky, not approaching to make people feel a sense of righteousness.

Around the statue, it is a group of pavilion buildings with carved beams and paintings, bright colors, the height is uneven, among which the fairy flowers and different grasses, the cranes, the spirit beasts are all over, and the Confucian disciples with countless wide robes and big sleeves and the smell of books are strong in the meantime, in an orderly manner.

Looking down from a high place, you can't help but feel the mood fluctuate, and even the laity have become a little more elegant when they come here.

When the Flying Eagle Lingbao Boat slowly landed on a stone platform stretching into the sea of clouds, three Confucian male disciples and three Confucian female disciples greeted them, all of them were Yang Shi and Lingtai Realm, and they all manipulated their strength to stabilize the Lingbao spaceship, and then stood solemnly and bowed.

The Holy Lady Peacock Shi Shiran walked down, looked back and said: "Rushan has its own arrangements, go first."

Flutter away.

The four of Ling Gucheng looked back at Xin Zhuo again, and before they could speak, they saw the six Confucian disciples waiting for them first look at Xin Zhuo with strange eyes, and then saluted: "Distinguished guests, please!"

One of the female disciples led Xin Zhuo alone, not on the same path as the four of Ling Gucheng, through a pavilion stone path, and went straight to the depths.

When she arrived at a place where no one was around, the female disciple suddenly turned around, and although she tried very hard to hide it, she still had turbulent waves, and said with a smile: "Does the king remember me?"

Xin Zhuo stared at it and said, "Huh? Who are you? ”

(End of chapter)