Cao Guanru, who almost became a waste, was in the ancestral home of the Bai family, under the house where the heart saint Bai Ren lectured back then.

Forge a sword and forge a broken sword.

When he returned, the momentum was so terrifying.

In the eyes of the farmer's ancestors, today's Cao Guanru is no longer just a Ten Realms Great Sword Immortal in the world.

Dog's day, Confucian people, too unreasonable.

In the past, there were three saints, Li Qinglian's swordsmanship was high, higher than the sky, but he was unwilling to fly up and stay in the world.

Now there is another Cao Guanru, who also has a sword aura higher than the scope of the world, which is enough to open the gate of heaven and fly to the outer heavens.

What the hell did these people eat and grow up!

But why is Confucianism always so blessed?

It's not fair!

The avenue of the world should not be so narrow, leaving only three teachings for everyone to hear, and the people of a hundred schools are struggling.

Cao Guanru held the Dawn Morning Star in his hand and smiled slightly, "Add up to thousands of years old things, and bully juniors with some unsightly means, heh, let's try the power of Cao Qing's new sword personally." The sword of Confucianism can not only emphasize benevolence, righteousness and morality, but also kill people. ”

Wen Que Nalan Zhuhua took a deep breath.

The trick of fate is always so ruthless, every time I have the calculation of a praying mantis to catch cicadas, there is always a person with yellow finches behind, is this what is already destined in the dark?

"Then let Nalan take you Cao Qing and Cao Guanru, how about it?"

"Welcome!"

Cao Guanru flicked his fingers lightly to break the dawn of the morning star, and bursts of sword chanting resounded through the sky.

"Xiaochuan, I am optimistic about my senior brother's sword, the sword path of this world, I will leave it to you in the future!"

Cao Guanru snorted, the sword that the four disciples of the Heart Saint returned to the source in Dingjun Mountain back then was actually far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface.

It seems that he doesn't think about the righteousness of the same sect at all, and he has to beat Cao Guanru into a festering waste with broken meridians, but in fact, the two brothers have always had a tacit meaning.

The source is in the demon clan, and the heart is in Confucianism.

That sword is to completely explain the sword path of the demon clan.

Over the years, Cao Guanru stayed at the thatched cottage where Mr. had attained Taoism in the early years, and finally gave him the opportunity to understand Mr. Taoism.

In previous years, I was dedicated to practicing swords, and most of them had no mind for learning.

thinks that the inheritance of the lineage of Xinxue is carried by the most learned Qu Dongguan, then he Cao Guanru only needs to practice the sword in his hand, and when someone provokes Confucianism, he can defend it with a sword.

Wrong, everything is wrong!

For Confucian people, the great avenue is the foundation, and the sword is just a means.

In the past, I was too obsessed with how much and how high the sword qi was, and thought that Cao Guanru's sword was for hundreds of millions of Confucian students in the world.

No, his Cao Guanru's sword is for the orthodoxy of Confucian learning in the world.

No matter how high the sword qi is, it is not as high as the Tao of this world, the root foundation of everything, only when the sword is out of the conscience is worthy of heaven and earth, only when the sword is out of the deep enough knowledge as the foundation.

His sword qi can be called the first in the world, and even in the heavens and the world, no one can compete with it.

"Heaven respects the earth, the universe is fixed, the humble and high is Chen, the noble and the lowly are in the position, the movement is constant, the rigidity and softness are broken, the party gathers by like, the things are divided into groups, the good and the evil are born, the image is formed in the sky, the shape is formed in the ground, and the changes are seen. ”

A piece of the dignity of the Holy Prophet is given to you.

Cao Guanru is out of the sword, as fierce as ever, and now the sword is even more than in the past.

The sword qi went straight towards Nalan Zhuhua, and those who blocked it would die.

The figure flashed, and in front of Nalan Zhuhua were his four maids who were beautiful and fragrant.

"Lord, the slaves and maids are willing to die for their behalf, and the lord leaves quickly. ”

Pomegranates, begonias, hibiscus, peonies, and four golden flowers formed a formation, all of which stopped in front of Cao Guanru's sword qi, just for their master, Nalan Zhuhua could win a glimmer of life and take the opportunity to escape.

Where there is life, there is hope.

This time, the calculation had already been declared a failure at the beginning of Bai Chuan's use of Jun Bu to break the Three Treasure Hall of Meritorious Immortal Soldiers.

Nalan Zhuhua asked the peasant monks to come out and fight shirtless, which was already a lose-lose situation for the old man.

The Great Sword Immortal with the greatest lethality in the world, coupled with the strongest Nine Realms Great Grandmaster who has no reason to speak, even if he wins, he will win miserably, and if he loses, he will lose all the games.

But until Cao Guanru's sword came east, the last glimmer of hope left for the miscellaneous family and the peasant family had been completely shattered.

The four golden flowers were trained by Nalan Zhuhua, and Nalan Zhuhua is all of the four of them, that is, the sky, the earth, and this world.

As long as their owners live, everything is still as good.

The master, the favorite to see the flowers, but the flowers in the world, withered and blooming, even if it is a rare and exotic flower written by the immortal family, how can it last forever and never wither.

Master, the flowers of the world will still bloom, and you can take a second look and remember what we look like.

Cao Guanru's sword qi is like entering a no-man's land, the day the sword is broken and reforged, when the sword immortal returns, and today's Cao Guanru is no longer the Cao Guanru of the past.

He is a great sword immortal whose sword qi is higher than that of the human world.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, directly slashing through the four golden flowers that stopped in front of Nalan Zhuhua, when the blood was as delicate as a hundred flowers blooming, it also meant that people destroyed the flowers.

The remnants of flowers in a place have also bloomed hard in front of the owner, and there are no regrets in this life!

One sword kills four flowers, the sword qi is over, and the flowers are broken.

Pomegranate, hibiscus, begonia, peony, the four women used their lives to resist Cao Guanru's sword, and completely died.

I hope that their master, the only person in the human world who cherishes flowers and chases flowers, Nalan Zhuhua can get out of the way.

In the face of Cao Guanru's decisiveness and unparalleled killing momentum, several ancestors of the peasant family who had been accustomed to the days of free immortals in the outer heavens for a long time no longer had the courage to continue to stay here to fight.

"Nalan Zhuhua, mistaken for the foundation of my farm. ”

There was no idea of staying where they were and continuing to compete for power, and several ancestors of the peasant family turned around and left, as long as they kept their crippled bodies alive, they could still continue to attack the roots of Confucianism with the hundred monks.

Crazy for a while, he actually believed in the instigation of Nalan Wenque, the biggest parallel commodity in the human world, and ran here to hope for the future of Confucianism, Bai Chuan and others,

Looking back now, I really lost my mind.

"No one can leave today, and those who offend my Confucianism will be punished even if they are far away!"

Cao Guanru didn't care about the escape of several ancestors of the peasant family at all, as long as there was a sword in his hand, as long as there was still sword qi on his body, how far Ren Er and the others escaped, they had to die.

Nalan Zhuhua narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he smiled unusually freely.

"In vain, Nalan is known as a wise master in the world, so use this crippled body to fight for a glimmer of life for Taoist friends, it's Nalan's fault, God doesn't allow me. ”

resolutely went straight to Cao Guanru, entrusted with death, and fought for the last chance for his colleagues.

Above the sky, lightning and thunder roared.

A voice echoed through the sky.

"It's all said, no one can escape from a hundred monks today, disobedient!"