Chapter Forty-Seven: The Great Confucians Are Like Wolves and Tigers
Zhang Feng stood in the crowd, and he was the most dazzling star.
The disciples who came to see each other off were crowded, but everyone's eyes were focused on the senior brother's side.
Three thousand miles of purple qi plus the body, the breath of the dragon and tiger on the head!
There are ten rounds of purple rings behind him, symbolizing the saint and being noble.
Step on the golden lotus, carrying the rotation of yin and yang.
Even if he is surrounded by a group of disciples, Zhang Feng is the most dazzling existence.
"Wow~"
"Wow~"
"Wow~"
There were three bells from the top of the main peak, and at the same time, the voices of the good people in Sheung Shui resounded through the heavens and the earth.
"This is the first time that our senior brother has come down the mountain, and the whole sect wishes our senior brother success. ”
"The time has come, Zhang Feng, let's go. ”
Zhang Feng nodded, and led the three of them down the mountain step by step.
During this period, some disciples wanted to follow Zhang Feng together, but they were stopped by their respective masters and elders halfway.
After all, as expected, this time Zhang Feng was facing a fierce beast in the Transformation Period, which was really dangerous. The good people of Sheung Shui felt that Zhang Feng, as a holy master, was ninety percent sure that he could turn the bird back, but it was okay. But if an ordinary disciple goes, it is indeed dangerous.
Zhang Feng walked down the steps from Shangshui Sacred Peak and walked down the sect step by step.
At the same time, Zhang Feng's mentality is also changing rapidly.
In the sect, although Zhang Feng is cheating, he also knows that as long as his character does not collapse, he will not worry about his life.
And now!
Facing this terrifying cultivation world in Master's mouth.
Zhang Feng's heart rose with infinite caution and caution.
"Senior sister," Zhang Feng turned his head to look at Huo Linglong and continued, "If you meet some people who have bad intentions towards us along the way, you must remember ......"
Before Zhang Feng could finish speaking, Huo Linglong pointed to the front and said, "Senior brother, do you mean that?"
Zhang Feng was stunned.
Look up.
I saw the foot of the Holy Peak of Sheung Shui, in a valley that had always been empty.
There was a sea of people.
And in the distance, there were buildings such as various schools and academies, densely packed, occupying the entire empty valley.
Zhang Feng: "???"
Is it the wrong way to leave the sect by yourself?
It's only been three days since I last went down the mountain, why did it suddenly become like this?
And there are countless people standing there on the road ahead, silent, obviously waiting for themselves.
Zhang Feng said cautiously: "Be careful, we may have crossed." ”
Huo Linglong: "???"
Purple Spirit Venerable: "???"
No light: "???"
Zhang Feng looked around again and found that this was indeed the sect gate of Shangshui Holy Peak.
Zhang Feng let out a long sigh.
Unexpectedly, he had just come down the mountain when he encountered a bold enemy ambushing him at the gate of the sect.
However, just when Zhang Feng was running and cultivating, he was ready to start.
There were countless people in front of him, looking at Zhang Feng with fanatical eyes, and they all knelt down.
"We are willing to go with the Holy Master!"
Zhang Feng was stunned.
That's when I understood.
These people in front of them are all wearing green shirts and robes, and they are more or less civil, connecting the world and the world, and there are a few leaders who are quite familiar.
Isn't this a Confucian and Taoist person?
But recognizing it is recognizing it, Zhang Feng still didn't understand what was going on in front of him......
"You guys are ......," Zhang Feng looked confused.
Wu Liang on the side whispered: "Senior brother, since you entered the realm of the Holy Master that day, most of the Confucian and Taoist people in the entire Lizhou have come over, and they have not entered my Shangshui Holy Peak, so they have set up camp outside, and even the school has been built, and you have set up a ranking for daily worship......
"Now the palaces of these literary institutions in the state of Lizhou, if you don't occupy a place here, you will be embarrassed to greet people. ”
Zhang Feng: "......"
Look at what you've fooled these kids into.
Iniquity.
"Well, you really don't have to. Zhang Feng felt quite guilty.
After all, no matter how you look at it, you have deceived others.
However, Mr. Flute, who was standing at the forefront, said respectfully: "Seniors, this is all from our hearts! If there is a way, virtue is not alone, and there must be neighbors." Mr. is of noble character and talented, and we are willing to be neighbors with him, just to get a few words of advice from him. ”
"We have already spoken to the good people of Sheung Shui. I am willing to push the Holy Peak of Sheung Shui as the Holy Land of Wendao in Lizhou! And I only live at the foot of the mountain, and I will never disturb the sect. ”
"Don't shirk your predecessors. This is the wish of all the Confucian and Taoist people in Lizhou, and you, as a holy teacher, will definitely not refuse!"
Mr. Flute's voice trembled slightly.
After all, this young man in front of him is a holy master who surpasses a saint!
Can teach saints, even the emperors of all parties respect the teacher.
It is even more a sentence that makes Li Mi enter the realm of Confucianism.
This person can only look up, and not slack off.
Zhang Feng: "......"
After struggling for a long time, Zhang Feng hesitated: "Then I will go out this time......
"We will naturally follow!" Mr. Flute said firmly: "From now on, no matter where our predecessors go, we people in the literary world of Lizhou will definitely follow!"
Behind him, the vast sea of people were all staring firmly.
Zhang Feng: "......"
Is it really good for you to lick like this?
What about the dignity and arrogance of being a great Confucian?
Zhang Feng really doesn't want so many people to follow him.
Because of how did he come to be the identity of a holy master, Zhang Feng is clear, and he relies on special effects.
And Confucianism and Taoism are not as good as cultivation, this thing verifies the truth not only by looking at the breath and the vision of heaven and earth, but also by looking at your inner being.
Walking with so many great Confucians, asking questions must be indispensable, Zhang Feng always feels that he has to be seen through every minute.
And there are only two hours of special effects time every day, which determines that it is impossible for Zhang Feng to let so many people follow him for a long time.
Zhang Feng pulled Huo Linglong and Wu Liang, threw a look at Zi Ling Shangzun, turned around and ran!
The four of them jumped directly behind the tree next to the steps.
The next moment, under the shocked gaze of Huo Linglong and Wuliang, Zhang Feng directly changed from a reincarnated immortal to an ordinary qi cultivator.
"The host turns off the effect, and for the rest of the day, one hour and twelve minutes. ”
Huo Linglong and Wuliang's eyes widened, looking at Zhang Feng, who suddenly became another person, and then looked at his hand that had always been held together by his senior brother.
I don't understand what this is all about.
But before they could ask questions, a terrifying literati aura erupted in front of them.
"The Holy Master has run away, hurry up and catch him!"
"You go around from behind, I'll chase from here!"
"Don't let the Holy Master escape!"
"Holy Master, wait for me, I'll ask you a question!"
One by one, figures rushed towards the tree where Zhang Feng was hiding.
One by one, they looked at the literati who were powerless, and when they saw the holy master fleeing, their temperament suddenly changed greatly.
It's like incarnating a hungry wolf, and he chases directly with green light in his eyes.
The Confucian scholars, who were originally polite and polite, were extremely violent, their eyes were red, and their faces were full of desire and dissatisfaction.
Zhang Feng is an idol for them!!
The star chasers watched their idols run away, of course they have to chase them!
Well, this group of Confucians turned into a brainless star chaser at this moment, chasing the past without thinking, and their eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.
Looking at those Confucians who rushed over like wolves, Zhang Feng sighed: "Master is honest and does not deceive me. ”
Sure enough, this cultivation realm was terrifying.