Entering the World Chapter 4 Like an Immortal

Back then, when I was in the Xingtan School Palace, I sat down with Mr. Lian Xi and discussed, and now it seems that I have understood everything. ”

"Confucian secrets, Jiazi on Taoism, which of the rest of Mr. Lianxi's disciples is as strong as me, I am a Confucian saint, and everyone expects it, but he has supported me once upon a time, what kind of bullshit sits and talks about Taoism, I am afraid that it is your Confucian heart meridian luck possession technique, preaching and becoming holy, and you need the support of scholars in the world, and the White Deer Cave Academy created by Mr. Lian Xi is the most representative of the world, this is not a distrust of his apprentices?" Cui Tang no longer maintained his usual calm and light breeze, but became angry and embarrassed. "But that's fine, I admit that I'm just an old man, but maybe you don't know that your little apprentice may also have a broken heart and can't live like a person for the rest of his life."

"Alas, how could he not appreciate you, he left you a chessboard of the world, cleared the obstacles left by the emperor for you, let the world be used by you, he gave you the largest stage in the world, why didn't he appreciate you?" After that, the waterfall tilted, and a brilliant water curtain emerged.

The Confucian sage nodded and smiled: "I'll give you a look, when you inherited the Confucian White Deer Cave Academy, this chess game has been laid out, and you have tried your best to make the White Deer Cave Academy the head of the Confucian Academy, in order to inherit my luck to the greatest extent, and it is to balance the six departments of the court and the emperor Wei Xuan, after all, the strength of the world's scholars, the Holy Master has also demonstrated, it can be described as killing three birds with one stone, and it is a wonderful hand." ”

"Then you start to lay out the next step, that is Ye Qing, since I went to the imperial capital to save their mothers and mothers, and came to Tianyong, you are half done, Tiande Academy has been established in the world for only more than ten years, a Confucian academy as the dean of the academy can be described as the biggest opponent for you, as soon as I go, Tiande Academy has no one to support the faΓ§ade, it only takes a few arguments to pull Tiande Academy off the horse, the saint leaves the strong luck support of the world, and he can't live for many years, you also have a chance, because my life expectancy has been halved, Moreover, there are also the assassinations of the imperial capital back then. ”

"When you learn that I am suppressing the power of gods and demons, on the one hand, I am surprised, on the other hand, I am afraid, the surprise is that I will die soon, what I am afraid of is that the emperor will covet the power of gods and demons, although you also covet the power of gods and demons, but you still have a soft spot for the position of Confucian saints, and then you simply gave that trace of gods and demons to the emperor and continued to start your layout."

"Tian Yong has a lot of powerful forces, you and I are the target of the public in this game, you first let people use Buddhism to view the physiognomy, want to suppress Ye Qing, so that he can not inherit the Confucian luck, even if he has already inherited, a person whose Dao heart is broken and escapes into the empty door, getting the luck is even more probing, even if the Dao heart is firm, as long as you use some methods in the future, you can break the state of mind, but you didn't expect it, I have already written the luck of my life in Tiande Academy."

"Back then, the Confucian Temple Jiazi talked about the Tao, the last token, and you are the most puzzled and the least concerned, but you didn't expect that a few decades ago, Mr. Lian Xi counted to this day, and gave me his only relic, that Ye Qing was also not disappointed, and successfully inherited Mr. Lianxi's fourth disciple, hehe, you have been in the shadow of your master all your life, where does the knowledge come from, where does the true meaning of the layout come from, you can't disobey Mr. Lianxi's will, and you can't move his disciples, alas, Cui Tang, your pride casts your failure, You haven't lost a few times in your life, and this is your lesson. ”

"No, no, no, no, no, no, I'm dazzled, dazzled." Cui Tang muttered as if enchanted.

I saw that on the water curtain, the Buddha disappeared, and a compass appeared a faint cyan color, moisturizing Ye Qing's body.

Cui Tang looked at the chessboard in front of him, which had become a dead game, seemed to have unloaded the skin of Qi'er, his breath was sluggish, and he suddenly protruded a mouthful of essence blood, and then looked at Ye Qing who was washed by cyan from afar, Cui Tang was sweating profusely, and hung that breath hard, not letting him unload it, and then whispered: "I lost......"

The Ning Dynasty established the country by force, and the strength was also a big hand in the court, sometimes once it lost power, countless jackals, tigers and leopards that were originally prostrate at their feet trembling and trembling would bite themselves like crazy, Cui Tang was well aware of this matter, and tried his best to stabilize his qi and keep the upper realm of the five grades no longer falling, once Cui Tang fell to the fourth grade, then the White Deer Cave Academy, which represents his luck, will shake as the foundation of the world, and the six departments of the dynasty, the cabinet will bite the luck until the new generation of academies leading the seventy-two academies appears.

Cui Tang closed his eyes, trying his best to think about the back hand in the imperial capital, and laughed miserably: "It seems that this time we have to lose the bottom." ”

I don't know how long it has passed, Ye Qing woke up, here is an ancient bridge, connecting the ancient temple, the lake under the bridge has dried up, but Ye Qing never remembered, there is such an ancient bridge, although the ancient temple is the same as usual, but there is always an indescribable feeling, Ye Qinggang wants to touch.

In an instant, Ye Qing woke up and lay in a hut, still remembering that the scene in the dream was simple, mysterious, and profound.

Ye Qing was in a trance, the Buddha had disappeared, his half-kneeling posture was still stiff, and the Confucian sage walked with his hands in his hands, giving birth to lotus flowers step by step, which was extremely gorgeous.

Ye Qing murmured slightly ignorantly, "Master." ”

At this time, the Confucian saint has changed greatly, the breath is magnificent, and the green clothes are not stained with dust, which is completely different from the old man who grows vegetables and catches fish in his spare time, but he never thought that the two are actually the same person?

The Confucian sage said with a smile as warm as jade: "Qingsheng is also, like things are born when they are born, I hope you are like a green bamboo, like a gentleman." The voice is extremely harmonious, sounding more moving than all the glamorous sounds in the world, and he said that he floated the compass in his hand with his hand, and said a terrifying secret: "Jiazi said, Mr.'s last relic, Mr. Dai's apprentice, let me hand over this life to the person I think is suitable, Ye Qing, kneel!" ”

Ye Qing was stunned for a while, knelt down, and the Confucian Sage smiled: "Mr. Lianxi's fourth disciple, Ye Qing, kneel and salute!" ”

Ye Qing did not object, and bowed, and the faint cyan on the compass slowly wrapped Ye Qing, making Ye Qing very comfortable.

The Confucian sage smiled: "I can't accompany you to the end of the world in this life, and I will give you a sword as a teacher today." ”

"Here comes the sword!"

The five mountain ranges of the town trembled, the sound of the sword shook through the sky, and an ancient sword came out from under the five mountain ranges, the speed of the green edge, flashing like a cold light, straight into the nine heavens, and coming from the sky, as if a hole was pierced in the sky and fell into the hands of the old man.

The old man said softly: "The sword is given to you, why do you want to do it yourself in the future, Qingfeng is in hand, it is up to you to kill and save the world." ”

"Master, what is this sword called?"

"What's the name...... You can take it yourself. ”

Ye Qing took the sword and smiled: "Then call it, Qingfeng." ”

There was a faint smile on the face of the Confucian saint, and in an instant, the heaven and the earth were brilliant and colorful, the mountains and rivers were sweeping, the sky was mighty, and the visions were one after another, and the Confucian saint turned into a clear breath with the vast heavenly might, fluttering away.

Ye Qing was stunned on the ground, wanting to chase down that clear qi, but it came to naught, looking at the direction where the Confucian saint disappeared, there was a piece of rice paper in his hand that said, Mountain Temple, after a long time, he realized that his master was a little... Like a fairy.

At this time, the imperial capital was also not peaceful, and the vision of heaven and earth was shocked by the entire dynasty, and countless commoners knelt on the ground and praised the gods devoutly.

In the palace, if it were not for the high-ranking officials standing in the political center, I am afraid it would be a dynastic vision, Emperor Yongning sat on a palace, it was a platform created by Gaozu, looking down on the world, Emperor Yongning, who was lazy on weekdays, and now he also evacuated the eunuchs beside him, sitting carefully, looking at the vision and frowning. Wang Shouren, the first assistant of the cabinet, squinted slightly,

The entire White Deer Cave Academy, there has been no sound of reading for a long time, and there are plaques hanging in the hall, sitting quietly to mourn the saint.

"When, when, when." The Confucian temple opened, the vision of heaven and earth, the fall of the holy star, and the era of the Confucian saint in Tsing Yi passed.

In the distance, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, Tiande Academy, and a scholar in Tiande Academy holds the Confucian scriptures in his hand and looks at the wind and clouds.

After Cui Tang spit out a mouthful of blood, he still held on to the chair handle, and his limbs trembled and got up, Cui Tang knew that the more seriously injured, the more he couldn't fall in one breath, and he fell, but he didn't know when he could recover it, even if he recovered, I am afraid that this life will be a knife in someone else's hand.

Cui Tang squinted, now he can kill a little guy who has just entered the martial arts, not to mention, the dark chess hidden here by the major forces of Tianyong Mountain, there are too many people in the world who want him to die, and now he may have to pay the price of bloodletting in exchange for some opportunities.

"Someone!"

Cui Tang naturally trusts the spies under his command in the town, after all, he is still very good at using people to judge people, and he doesn't know how many of them are in Si Tianjian's dungeon, but he just trusts them in his fierce loyalty to himself, the emperor of the Ning Dynasty, but Cui Tang has no confidence in their strength at all, after all, they are too strong, and they don't have complete control, and they don't expect them to calmly escort themselves back to the capital, maybe the town will be killed by a dark sword in an instant before they get out. Now there is only some price to pay.

Cui Tang sat back in his chair and instructed: "After you go out, look a little pretentious, don't look depressed about your dead father, otherwise fools will know that something happened to me."

Not long after, a middle-aged man with an open chest, carrying a pot of turbid wine, walked over with a big grin, without paying any attention to etiquette and rules.

Cui Tang stiffened his face and smiled: "I knew you were here, the first emperor also told you this secret, sure enough, although the White Emperor Fengxue Temple has been lonely over the years, it is still the leader of the dynasty's martial arts, the seventh martial arts saint in the world, presumably the first emperor designed you to change your identity at the cost of letting you enter the martial saint, and you have been living in seclusion here, waiting for the opportunity to move, but unfortunately the first emperor did not wait until then, you are also nearly eight hundred years old, the power of gods and demons is still ethereal, how about this, you protect me to the imperial capital, I can use the imperial edict to help you re-enter the White Emperor Fengxue Temple, your daughter can also enter the White Emperor Temple, a few years ago, I heard that Tian Yong has a vision to come, flying dragon and soaring birds, your daughter must be a martial arts wizard, if you want to make your daughter safe, you also have to rely on me, in the future, martial arts, or continue to live in seclusion here, I know that you have laid out for your daughter for a long time, the Confucian saint is dead, there is no mountain master in Tianyun Mountain, a blessed land luck, no one in this world can kill your daughter, but the last step still needs me to operate, how? ”

The middle-aged man with his open chest laughed and said, "You are hot now, whoever protects you will have to make enemies with the court and the unknown number of forces, wouldn't I be happy to use you to exchange for the position of a mountain master?" ”

Cui Tang smiled slightly and said, "You know, they can't do it, I can, besides, what are you afraid of, Martial Saint?" ”

Wu Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems that you know me very well, I should be one of your followers in this industry, hehe, I really don't know who else in this world can win against you." ”

Cui Tang smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Look at my miserable appearance, I don't know if the master won me, or the Confucian sage won me, alas, it's just that."

The martial saint didn't speak, stretched out his hand to bring a water curtain, wrote five words, and turned to leave.

Cui Tang looked at the air from afar, frowning, he had already vaguely noticed that there were countless burning eyes in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to move......