The ten saints of Confucianism, the Confucian Yasheng who accompanied the Holy Master of the Temple of Literature to the right, and the third in the order finally appeared at the last moment.

After the Emperor Lisheng transformed the mountains and rivers into the mighty continent to build a great wall of culture, the Confucian people actually no longer have any top-notch combat power in the human world.

If there is still the Heavenly Dao in the world, Li Qinglian, Yu Ya, and Cao Guanru are enough to deal with it.

But under the small world of Qingze, the co-owner of the demon clan, aside from Bai Yi, the Confucian side can't find anyone to confront it at all.

The long-awaited Yasheng Master finally failed to let go of the foundation of Confucianism in the world.

When the three masters of Wensheng, Lisheng, and Xinsheng are still laying a solid foundation for the future in Xintiandi, the mess in the world will eventually come out to clean up.

"Old man, you just don't care about it, leave such a mess and wait for me to clean up the mess, right? Master Yasheng casually sat on the Great Wall of Wenqi and patted the city wall, as if he was talking to Lisheng.

When everyone thought that the demon clan of the Fourteen Realms, the Western Ancestor of the Fourteen Realms, would definitely use his sword to bloody the Book City, the Confucian side finally showed the last hole card.

With the appearance of the Yasheng Master, he knelt on the Great Wall of Wenqi.

"Meet Master Yasheng!"

Meng Weichu, the deputy head of culture and education, wept bitterly, and said with a handful of tears and snot: "Sir, where have you been all these years, the international students are here alone, and they have worked so hard. ”

Yasheng laughed, "At the beginning, Mr. still believes a few points when others say this, and you are not afraid to flash your tongue when you say this, you have drunk a lot of bars over the years, and it is your temperament, is Mr. not giving you too much of a burden." ”

Meng Weichu ran to Yasheng's side very doggedly, "Sir, the student is good at drinking, but he doesn't miss something." ”

Yasheng stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of Meng Weichu's head, and said with a smile: "Is this still a mistake? Everyone is going to come to demolish our temple." ”

But how thick-skinned Meng Weichu was, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ke only taught students knowledge back then, but he didn't teach students how to fight with others." ”

Yasheng smiled bitterly, got up and said: "Yes, these people in Confucianism only teach knowledge but do not teach killing, the crime is not in the students, the sin is in the husband." ”

Backed by Wen Yue, the great literary aura was condensed by Yasheng alone.

"This great river and mountain, when will it be your turn for the demon clan to come here to be rampant, Qing Ze, ten thousand years ago, since the human monks could drive you out of the human world, then ten thousand years later, you can still do. ”

Qing Ze just sighed softly, crooked his mouth and smiled: "It turned out to be you little ghost, when the human monks attacked the heavenly court, you were still a Taoist student beside the most holy, who gave you the courage to dare to talk to the old man like this, and he was not afraid of flashing his tongue, how could it be that you Confucianism was the only one who drove the demon clan out of the world? Is the old man sleeping, or are you out of your mind?"

Facing Qing Ze's sneer, Ya Sheng Lang laughed loudly: "Qing Ze, this heaven and earth is now called the human realm, and it is no longer the world where your demon clan dominates the world, the way of heaven is determined by the three sects, and this avenue no longer belongs to your demon clan." ”

Qing Ze smiled, "But the old man just wants to open up the avenue that belongs to our demon clan in the human world, so you little old man, what can you do." ”

"Insult Siqiu, take out the sword! Smash this disgusting rotten wall for the old man. ”

Without saying a word, he raised a sword qi and smashed it towards the Great Wall of Wenqi.

This is a contest between the two Fourteen Realms, and even if there are more people on the Confucian side, they can't participate in it at this moment, and they can't help anything.

Yasheng smiled at Bai Chuan and said, "Little friend, borrow the inkstone to drop the cave and use it!"

The Great Cave Heaven that had been refined by the Holy Ancestor himself, through the hands of generations of Confucian masters, had quietly floated out of Bai Chuan's body.

An inkstone droplet gradually enlarged, and finally it was enough to evolve into a small world, and between the two small worlds of Qingze and Baiyi, another small world was smashed down.

This is the real foundation of Confucianism, and it can be regarded as the representative of Confucianism.

Insulting Siqiu smashed down two sword qi in succession, both of which were resisted by the Yandi Cave Heaven, only to hear the loud bang, but there was no loss of the Great Wall of Wenqi.

Yasheng glanced at Bai Chuan with satisfaction, "Xiaoyou is very good, it is a very good choice for you to be a Confucian civil official who has not been sat down for many years, Bai Ren has a good son, and a good grandson, and the family is very good!"

Where did Bai Chuan dare to accept the praise of the Yasheng Master, "The Yasheng Master has praised it falsely, the kid has not done enough." ”

Yasheng shook his head and smiled, "Enough, we people should create some time for you to grow up well, fight life and death all day long, and where will you have time to do learning, that is, this world is starting to be a little unhurried." ”

"Then let's not die, let's give you young people a second shoulder. ”

"Qing Ze, if you only have this means, I advise you to get out of here quickly, otherwise our Confucian sword will be lit up. ”

Although Siqiu has already stepped into the Fourteen Realms, the Fourteen Realms are also divided into several grades, and not all of them are like Qing Ze and Bai Yi, who can almost be seen on the way to the Great Dao.

In the face of the Confucian sub-sage who has been precipitated in the Fourteen Realms for countless years, and there is a big cave of Confucian sacrifice, it is simply a fool's dream to defeat the Great Wall of Wenqi built by the Buddha of the Holy Rite by himself.

Qing Ze snorted coldly: "Forced your Yasheng out, then it seems that Confucianism really has no other means, it's okay, the big guys speak with their strength, start fighting, whoever lives and who dies, today will be here to divide the winner and loser." ”

The melodious sound of the horn sounded.

The forces of the expeditionary army began to attack in full.

Since both sides have exhausted their means, then rely on their own strength to speak.

If you die, you will blame it for not being proficient in learning.

Everything has been cleared.

At this time, Qing Ze sneered: "It's a pity, among the ten sages of Confucianism, you can carry it alone, if there is one more person, whether you Confucianism still has a way to live, the old man really wants to know." ”

At the rear of the expeditionary army, one man slowly rose into the air.

The status of the twelve ancestors of the demon clan is only that of the emperor.

It is known as the first magic power of the demon clan.

The Nine Candles of Time Ancestor finally showed their fangs at the last moment.

Around him is a long river of years.

And his realm at this time has already stepped into the thirteenth realm.

It is only one step away from the Fourteen Realms.

But the appearance of that long river of years has let the world know that manipulating time is the talent of nine candles.

Ya Shengyi frowned.

"Confucianism, someone is going to interrupt this guy's supernatural powers!"

At that moment, a man jumped out of the Great Wall with a sword.

"Confucian Wenyin official, Bai Chuan, be the best!"

A sword and a phoenix, a sword and a dragon armor.