The Great Zhou Dynasty is under the rule of Confucianism, the rule of culture has become a fashion, there are thousands of children, and they can't help but speak, it is a holy place for scholars, and the scholars get together more, they will talk to each other about some needles and disadvantages, one to show their talents, to get praise from their classmates, and the other to promote their own fame, to prepare for entering and leaving the court in the future, so these scholars will talk about a lot of things, whether it is the books of the sages or the various human customs of the north and the south, but no matter what they talk about together, they will turn to another big event that has happened recently。

Confucianism fell to a Wu Sheng, and then a Chen Sheng took the throne.

Whether it was the bloody rain caused by the fall of Wu Shou, or the thunder and lightning when Chen Wen became a saint, it was enough for them to talk about it for a long time as scholars.

So with the spread of these scholars, the matter of Confucianism soon spread from south to north, and the school study hall that paid attention to the solemnity of the gentleman in the past was also allowed to be talked about by the students at this time, and even the gentleman who was usually majestic and profound could not help but participate in the discussion, and the school study hall was still like this, not to mention the rest of the convenience.

Although Jing'an Town is located in a remote area, it is not too far away, and there will always be some interaction with the outside world in a place where the population gathers, so these things were introduced to Jing'an Town along with the returning travelers, but it only caused a few exclamations from the townspeople, and did not cause much impact.

The townspeople rise at sunrise and rest at sunset, passing on from generation to generation into a circle, what sage Confucianism, dead and alive, in their opinion too long, quite unrealistic, there is this talk of kung fu, it is better to do more work, it is already winter, and then more than half a month will be the end of the year, it is to earn more silver to save New Year's goods.

This year's snow is heavy, and it will take a fat year to make it.

Confucianism is rarely talked about in Jing'an Town, but even so, there are still so many people, among them, the old gentleman of the only school in the town is very concerned about this matter, after all, although he was expelled from the Confucian Academy, he has always thought that he is a disciple of the Confucian Academy, and now such a big thing has happened, which makes him very surprised and inexplicable, and what makes him even more surprised is that according to rumors, the sword cultivation line is made by the sword immortal to kill the saint.

One against four seemed too impossible to him.

It's just that this incident was passed on by the Buddhist saint Huiyin, and Huiyin has never spoken, so this matter is true.

The sword cultivation is really in the limelight.

It will surely attract the attention of a large number of people, and it will also make people think about some different things, especially the Confucian Academy.

After all, they have fallen a saint, although Chen Wen will fill the vacancy later, but in the eyes of those proud scholars, it is a great shame for the saint to die under the sword, and there will inevitably be some movements, maybe gentle or violent, but there will definitely be.

After all, a gentleman can't be deceived.

That dead Wu Sheng, it took hundreds of years to become a saint, and in these times, it was enough to teach many loyal disciples.

As the saying goes, the hatred of killing the father is not shared with the sky, and the master is also the father, this is the great righteousness, and no one can find fault with it with this principle.

The old gentleman used to be a disciple of the Confucian Academy, so it was easy to guess this.

Since he thought of it, he had to do something, and he didn't know if there was a sword cultivator in the rest of the place, but he knew that there was one in Jing'an Town, and the limelight was still not low.

So, taking advantage of the time when the snow stopped, the old gentleman found Xu Baichuan and told him about the possibility of speculation in his heart.

Although it is speculation, it is indeed true in the eyes of this old gentleman.

Confucianism can really do this kind of thing, maybe it will add Taoism, although Taoism did not die a saint, but also died a big demon, that is equivalent to the death of a saint, saying that there is no resentment in the heart, it is absolutely impossible, but that Lin Jianxian Yu Wei is still there, and he does not dare to show it.

Although this is the case, it is easy to send some disciples to consult with the sword cultivator, after all, they can only blame themselves for their inferior skills in the same realm, with this reason, I am afraid that the sword immortal will not be able to find fault.

After fighting each other for thousands of years, sword cultivation has long been understood by the three sects, such as the undisguised arrogance.

Fighting in the same realm, he can't beat others with a sword in his hand, and he deserves to die.

Xu Baichuan leaned under a newly moved plum tree, listening to the old man's chattering words, quite helpless, but also a little warm.

Although the old gentleman's words were alarmist, they really cared about him, so he could only listen here.

The old gentleman talked for half an hour, during which Anan came once and wanted to find Xu Baichuan to buy some food outside, but when he saw the old gentleman's endless talk like the Milky Way, he quickly extinguished his thoughts, and after making a grimace at Xu Baichuan, he left lightly.

Xu Baichuan watched Anan leave, and listened to the old gentleman's chatter, and became even more helpless.

What can he be counted as a monk in the same realm? Needless to say, the means he possesses, just a sword in his hand is enough to stand out from the crowd.

Fighting in the same realm, he really hasn't been afraid.

If you dare to come, you will die with a sword.

In the courtyard, the old gentleman made a big call, and felt that his throat was a little dry, so he took the tea that had been cold and drank it all in one sip, and was about to say something more, but was interrupted by Xu Baichuan speaking first.

"Old gentleman, in fact, there is no need to make such a fuss, Jian Xiu has not been treated by the three sects since he held the sword, and when he meets it, it is a life-and-death fight, which is not much different from what you said, the situation has reached this point, and where can it change again? ”

The old gentleman's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, could it be that he was really taking it for granted?

There was silence for a while.

The old gentleman raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Baichuan, his mind was in a hurry, and he quickly thought of one thing.

"You're the first young sword cultivator, right?"

Xu Baichuan thought about it and nodded in response, although he didn't care about the name, but now it is indeed firmly fixed on him, and in the eyes of outsiders, there is nothing to shirk.

The old gentleman took the lead and said: " Xu Baichuan, maybe for the rest of the sword cultivators, the situation has not changed much, but you are not the same, you have the name of the first person, and you have been famous early, many people will know that there is such a sword cultivator as you, if you want to attack the sword cultivator, what you think will definitely be you, you can kill one, kill two, or even kill a dozen, but this is the Great Zhou world, the Confucian school is here, the most scholars, even if dozens of people die under you, it is insignificant to Confucianism, it is nothing more than to start over, and as long as you miss once, the consequences will be unimaginable。 ”

Xu Baichuan was speechless.

What the old gentleman said is indeed very likely to happen.

Some people often compare the cultivation world to rivers and lakes, where the small ones come out of the old ones, and when the old ones die, the small ones will come out to take revenge.

Cultivators are also human beings, and human beings give birth to these thoughts, and this has been the case since ancient times.

In the Xu Mansion, an old gentleman who reads and a sword cultivator with a sword are reasoning with each other.

After all, the old gentleman is an old gentleman, although he is thin and weak, he can talk about reason, and he is not weak, when he was in the Confucian Academy, he dared to reason with the big gentleman inside, and often could talk to the big gentleman speechless, and the big man was annoyed and angry, he was driven out, but despite this, once he talked about it with someone, no matter who stood opposite, even if it was a saint whose realm cultivation and knowledge were high in the sky, he dared to scold a few words, and maybe he would spit a few mouthfuls.

Although Xu Baichuan has read a lot of books, after all, he has not traveled thousands of miles, and many things are learned from books.

And the reason why the old gentleman would tell him these things was to get him out of this place.

The fact that there was a sword-holding immortal in Jing'an Town has been spread, and if some people investigate, they will inevitably find that this so-called sword-holding immortal is a sword cultivator.

Moreover, there were not only two of them in Jing'an Town, but also the elusive black robe, as well as some other hidden mountain and wild cultivators, it was inevitable that they would not be revealed to the outside world.

The sword cultivation is in one vein, and the bounty is extremely rich.

It's hard not to be tempted by this.

After listening to the old gentleman's words, Xu Baichuan did not answer quickly, the world of Great Zhou is not his homeland, and Jing'an Town is not Yunzhen, he actually doesn't have much nostalgia for this place, if he wants to leave, he can leave soon, so he said that, but he was worried about Anan.

The girl should not be happy for him to leave alone.

He's not stupid, a girl's mind, he can guess a few points, but he doesn't know how to face it.

Xu Baichuan asked softly, "What about Anan?"

Since the old gentleman was able to say such a thing, he was naturally prepared before, and when he heard this question, he said without thinking: "Anan has not yet stepped into the door of cultivation, if he follows you, facing the monks of the three sects, I am afraid that he will encounter accidents, so Anan can't go with you." ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, and listened to the string song and said elegantly, "Then Anan will ask the old man." ”

The old gentleman looked serious and responded: "Anan is my student, I will naturally take care of it, you can leave with confidence." ”

Xu Baichuan snorted and didn't say anything.

The two talked about it and had a result, so they stopped talking.

It was already noon when the two of them stopped talking, and every time this hour, Anan had already prepared the meal.

No exceptions.

After eating, Xu Baichuan looked at Anan with a smile on his face and told him how he was leaving.

Anan suddenly lost a smile on his face, he didn't have a good life in Jing'an Town, why did he leave?

The girl couldn't figure it out, so she said that she would follow Xu Baichuan wherever she went.

Xu Baichuan said helplessly: "If you follow me, something very bad will happen." ”

Anan shook his head and said with a firm face: "I'm not afraid. ”

Xu Baichuan was helpless again, so he could only turn his head to look at the old gentleman, this topic was started by the old gentleman, and it should be solved by the old gentleman, anyway, he had nothing to do with Anan.

The old gentleman will speak, turn his head and reason with Anan, in fact, it is also old-fashioned, saying words such as insufficient realm and dragging, which can not be described as not vicious, but Anan just eats this set, plus he has never stepped into cultivation, he is a real oil bottle, and he can't find a reason to fight back.

In the end, I can only be reluctant to agree.

Although he simply wants to leave, he is not so fast, he must leave after he finishes speaking, he must always set an hour, Jing'an Town is not a place to stay for a long time, and the world of the Great Zhou is extremely wide, and he is very at a loss after leaving, so he must prepare in advance.

Xu Baichuan was still in the plum tree, raised his eyes and glanced at the plum blossoms on the tree, and said leisurely: "After leaving Jing'an, where do you say you should go, old man?"

The old gentleman stood not far away, heard this question, thought in his heart for a moment, and soon gave an answer.

Big Sunday!

This is the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, gathering the luck of the world, and even the Confucian Sect does not dare to be too presumptuous in it.

It's just right to go there.

Xu Baichuan stretched out his hand to pick a plum blossom, nodded lightly and said: "The Great Zhou Dynasty has a country and a boundary, and ordinary places are still so prosperous, what kind of situation is it in the heavenly capital, you should indeed see it." ”

The old gentleman said with a smile: "It is said that there is an ancient relic formation in the sky, gathering the luck of the world, in which the luck flows, the posture is thousands, practicing in the heavenly capital is no worse than practicing in the ancestral land of the three sects, although it is learned from the book, maybe there are some words, but it should not be much worse, in addition, according to this time, it should be a great court meeting once every ten years, and the powerful monks who are not usually seen will appear at that moment, which is another grand occasion, but Jing'an is extremely far away from the heavenly capital, you should not be able to see it, but it is a pity." ”