In the west, all the way to the entrance of the West Corridor walkway of Myeonghito Gyeonggi Road.

Bai Ren is a husband, in front of him is a Tai Chi monk who is black and pressing, and it is Taoist Zun, the Great Sword Immortal of the Ten Realms, who returns to the peasants!

When the two did not distinguish the winner or loser, no one could bypass the level guarded by the Confucian saint, and the outcome of this battle was worrying.

Gui Nong's sword, in Bai Ren's Confucian domineering one-line exercises, does not occupy too much advantage, one hand and one word, a thousand words, as big as a mountain, weighing 10,000 catties, Ren is how to promote Gui Nong's natal flying sword, the mayfly shakes the tree, and does not move a bit.

Until Jin Zhao Yingzhen's large army rushed to the battlefield, Gui Nong still couldn't break through the entrance of the West Corridor guarded by Bai Ren.

Looking at the shining golden light, there is a west corridor guarded by Bai Ren, one person can be a million teachers!

Jin Zhaoying Zhen knew that even if Gui Nong was a Ten Realm Great Sword Immortal with unparalleled killing power, it would not be enough to deal with a Confucian heart saint who had fallen into the realm.

Regardless of whether Bai Ren lost the meritorious golden body of the Temple of Literature, or lost his natal character, he fell from the peak of the twelve realms to the eleventh realm, but beyond the vision and perception of the world's realm, it will never disappear.

And what was Bai Ren's full name back then?

Bai Shouren!

The natal word is this word!

The world only knows that the punch of the Confucian saint Bai Ren is no different from pure martial arts, and the killing power is through, when the three religions debated, the people of the three religions and hundreds of schools were hammered all over, but few people know that guarding is Bai Ren's means of pressing the bottom of the box.

If that natal character had not been crushed by Bai Ren's own hands, the Ten Thousand Ghost King would have knocked on Yulong Pass, and he would really be able to knock on the Yulong Pass Dharma Protector Array guarded by Bai Shouren himself.

This is also why the second ancestor of the Dao is above the curtain, Bai Ren, who has fallen into the realm and has no natal character, is so pitiful, if it is in the state of Bai Ren at the peak of the year, this Yulongguan will not shake a point even if it gives all the strength of the Taiji Dynasty to attack for a hundred years, thousands of years or even ten thousand years.

This is the real strength of the Confucian heart saint Bai Ren who fought all over the world, there is such a saint who can fight the most Confucian family, those hundred ancestors who are ready to move, where dare to peek at the luck that belongs to Confucianism, Taoism, where dare to show the military horse so blatantly, how can Buddhism fall into the well like this.

No matter how big the truth is, the fist is not big, no matter if you are a Confucianist or a hundred schools, it will not work in the world!

Heh, Bai Shouren relied on this trick to press the heads of the three sects and hundreds of saints, and recognized that the Confucian principle is the greatest in the world, let the old man try it today, can he break this trick. ”

An old man with white hair and white beard walked out beside Jin Zhaoying Zhen, with a mercenary face, sharp eyes, and a golden abacus volleyed up in the air, which also covered most of it in an instant.

"Thousands of gold are bought and sold, business is not successful, benevolence and righteousness are there! Bai Ren, I will break your word of gold today!"

Bai Ren, who was fighting with the Taoist Zun Gui Nong, immediately felt that the magic power of a thousand words of gold began to shake, and the golden beads on the golden abacus slid up and down, like a businessman making a careful calculation, peeling off the cocoon and beginning to disintegrate the words of a thousand gold.

"Merchant ancestor, Guan Wei!"

"It's the old man, Bai Shouren hasn't seen him for many years. ”

"Hmph, the ninth-rate thing, when will it be your turn to show off so much!"

In the face of Bai Ren's reprimand, the ancestor of the merchant Guan Wei was angry, if it wasn't for Confucianism's control of the classics, why would the merchant be so unbearable now.

In the era of the rise of the hundred schools of thought, merchants, but one of the four industries in the world, were suppressed one after another by the so-called righteous men and gentlemen of these Confucian temples in several debates on the three religions, thinking that businessmen were lowly and directly classified as the lower nine streams, and why were the merchants who were once so beautiful.

The whole world respects you as a scholar, but if there are no merchants, you scholars who can only read the books of the sages will not come to this world.

Guan Wei is jealous of Bai Ren and Confucianism, and it is difficult to describe.

As soon as you make a move, you will spare no effort to do it, take advantage of your illness to kill you, Confucianism is weak, and businesses will no longer seize the opportunity to rise at this time.

However, the confrontation between the golden abacus and the thousand characters still could not gain the upper hand, and Bai Ren resisted Guan Wei and Gui Nong alone, and his face still did not change.

Jin Zhaoying Zhen knew that if he didn't exert some force, he wanted to take down Bai Ren and chase down Ming Ren's people, so don't even think about it.

The map of the Jiangshan Society, raised on the curtain, the picture scroll is displayed, and the strong landscape luck of the continent of the hundred laws is undoubtedly revealed, and you Bai Ren can use the general trend of the land with the cultivation of the highest realm above the world, and can carry the sword of the great sword immortal, and can resist the magic power of the merchants, so with the luck of the mountains and rivers of the continent of the hundred laws, the general trend of seizing you, can you continue to carry it.

"Three to one, no avail!"

The curtain sounded again, and with a turn of the pen and inkstone, the land that was suppressed by the mountains and rivers was suddenly refreshed.

Confucian heavy weapon, inkstone dripping hole.

The Confucian sage who rushed to support from the Haozheng Dazhou Confucian Temple finally arrived, and when Bai Ren was unable to support him, he gave a helping hand.

"Mr. Bai, let Tang Yi share some of the pressure for your old man!"

Knowing that Master Li Sheng is not good at fighting, it is the ultimate to sacrifice the Yandi Cave to suppress the Taiji Dynasty and others, and the young master of the Tang Sect, one of the seven great families in the world, Tang Yi took the initiative to ask Ying to fight.

Bai Ren laughed, "The Tang Sect has you Tang Yi, the position of the Seven Great Families, no one can shake it!"

Tang Yi went straight to Jin Zhaoying Zhen, "Emperor of the ages, Tang Yi is here to teach!"

Jin Zhaoying Zhen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Tang Yi, your opponent is not me, someone will take over your fight!"

"Haha, that's good! There are seven great families in the human world, and there are inevitably a little too many, so it's better to remove a few of them and make one of the four major families and three major families!"

A boy in a luxurious brocade robe shook a white feather fan and came slowly.

"Tang Yi, you are the young master of the Tang Sect, you and I are of the same status, why don't you fight here?"

Tang Yi groaned: "Young Master of the Murong family, Murong Kaifeng!"

This young master who looks like a son-in-law is the young master of the Murong family who wants to compete with the Ouyang family for the richest man in the world, Murong Kaifeng.

Bai Ren snorted and said, "If you don't enter the stream, you Murong Yi should have uprooted your Murong Yi clan back then!"

As the force behind the Nishang Palace, doing the skin and meat trading of the immortal family has always been a cancer in the eyes of Confucianism, but the Nishang Palace is a profitable business, and the rise of the Murong family in the human world is still beyond the expectations of Confucianism.

Murong Kaifeng seems to be cynical, but he is also a decisive person, "Tang Yi, one-on-one, conceited of life and death, whoever dies here, ha, the family is not in charge, and it is almost time to be removed from the Seven Great Families!"

Tang Yi sneered, "That's what I mean!"

Bai Chuan and the others were chased by the Confucian female sages Yu Zhaoqing and Guan Wu to stop the great monks of the Taiji Dynasty, and took the remaining stragglers to go around in a big circle again, only to pull the distance a little farther.

At the moment, they can only rush to the side of the big army to see how the situation is, what they can do has reached the extreme, Bai Chuan urgently needs a period of pranayama to restore the hands that were almost abolished by the Chuyue True Monarch, Guan Yun is almost to the extreme, and if he doesn't take a breath, the true qi in his body will be diverted into the meridians, then it is really not a joke, and there is not much left of the Yunchuan battalion's martial arts, and Han Jump has been disabled, and can only be carried by people, and he can't even walk on the ground by himself.

I don't know what the situation of Sui Huanghe and Xu Liugang is now, don't be besieged by the monks of the Taiji Dynasty, we really can't continue to support here, whether we live or die, we can only rely on our own ability!

When Bai Chuan was looking for drums left and right, he found that the person in front of him was sitting on the trunk of a towering tree, shaking his legs and feet, waiting for their group to come and die.

"The ghost in Crow's Nest Town back then, it's only been a few years and I've already been a sword immortal in the Yuanying Realm, tsk, give you a few more years, I'm afraid you Bai Chuan can run to my head to pee and!"

Bai Chuan's eyes gathered, this is not who is Ge Shu who is waiting for himself and others in front of him!

Ge Shu, who was already a martial arts master of the Eight Realms ten years ago, fought against Akihito's general Tu Nan in that immortal war, and the ground was shattered, and he collapsed many mountains, and he couldn't count them, but in the end, he still didn't distinguish a winner or loser.

But in the past ten years of tug-of-war, this rising martial arts star of the Taiji Dynasty has never shown up, and he doesn't know what he is doing in hiding.

Now that he is here, his breath is completely unrevealed, and people can't figure out what kind of realm it is, mysterious, is it ..................

Ge Shu jumped off the tree, stretched out his finger, and pointed at Bai Chuan, "Son, come here and die, a Yuanying Sword Immortal, Lao Tzu can blow you up with one punch." I still remember when I was outside the crane tower in Crow's Nest Town, Lao Tzu farted, and your son couldn't move, and now if you can hand over a complete sword, how about Lao Tzu's head as a ball for you?"

"Hey, hey! Back then, a martial artist of the Seven Realms, let go of the eight kings, and bullied us for a few generations, Ge Shu, why are you ashamed at all, and now you dare to take it, so that the old lady will go back and scold the old man, what is no one in front of you, go forward bravely, almost stop practicing boxing, or try it again now, if you can still make the old lady not deliver a punch, the old lady loses, it's good!"

Above the curtain, a beautiful shadow descended.

"It's the Eighth Realm or the Ninth Realm!

"Seven Realms Martial Artist, Shi Yiyi, come and ask boxing! Who, come, let's have a good fight!"

"Eleventh !!"

Shi Yiyi, who has not seen her for ten years, is finally willing to come to see Shirakawa.

The girl looked back and smiled sweetly.

"Ah Er, I'm still so angry, my sister will teach you how to punch! Hey, Chuanzi, Yuanying Sword Immortal, heh, it's a fart!"

It's still the familiar Eleven, and it's still the big grin like a male Rao Eleven.

Nothing has changed!