If it is said that Confucianism promulgated the decree of the sages, and the Confucian sages gathered in Yulongguan to fight with the hundred monks, which can be called the battle of the gods, then now in the Confucian Confucian Temple, it can be regarded as a gathering of heroes in the world, and the scene is even bigger than that year.

There are the great sword immortals with the highest lethality in Dingjun Mountain, the great witch of the demon clan who was the lord of heaven and earth who crossed Dingjun Mountain, the leader of the Holy Gate who stirred up the world, and the ten saints and sages of Confucianism.

Together, this group of people can be called a group of people standing on the top of the mountain in the human world.

The scuffle did not break out, and the Confucian Holy Land did not usher in a battle of annihilation, all because of the arrival of one person, who suppressed everyone.

is still dressed in a dissolute manner, without the dignified and solemn of the Confucian sage, but the upside-down brows can be found, and he is not lightly angry.

The ten saints of Confucianism, who helped Confucianism climb to the top and stand at the highest place in the world, the most capable saints of Confucianism, there is no one, the heart saint, Bai Ren!

The first martial god of the Heavenly Court, Guan Wu, who coordinated with the dispersal of a martial arts, stepped from the canopy.

"Confucian monks are not good at fighting, they are all scholars who have no realm cultivation and no power to restrain chickens, but if you look at Confucianism and no one fights, you big sword immortals are inevitably whimsical. ”

Bai Ren hummed and chirped, scolded all the way and walked down from the canopy, but his unparalleled momentum did not let the great sword immortals of Dingjun Mountain who had been swords in the sword embankment for countless years dare to swing their swords.

The great road is complete! The power of a true saint!

The battle intent of this body is even more terrifying than that of the Great Sword Immortal who will see blood when he comes out of the sword.

Bai Ren didn't take a second look at these big sword immortals who dared to come to the Confucian Holy Land Confucian Temple to find trouble, but glared at Bai Yi and Zhao Jing fiercely, and snorted coldly: "How can you two get involved in Confucian affairs, get out of here as soon as possible, it's none of your business!"

Zhao Jing bowed, "I've seen Mr." ”

Bai Yi's face changed slightly, and finally bowed down, "Father!"

What he does, the avenue is different, and it has nothing to do with father and son.

Bai Ren smiled, "After reading so many books, there is still a person on this point, let's go, Confucianism has nothing to do with the two of you, even if the Temple of Literature is demolished today, there is no need for the people of the Holy Gate to come forward." ”

Bai Yi didn't move his footsteps, "The Temple of Literature is not there, I don't care, even if the foundation of Confucianism is uprooted, I won't care, if you want to abolish the foundation of Confucianism, such a thing can only be done by me, here today, but I don't want my relatives to be humiliated, it's so simple." ”

Bai Ren took a deep breath, pointed at Bai Yi's nose and shouted: "It's rare that an unfilial son still knows how to write the word "relatives", but do you know that doing this is harming Qingzhao and Xiaochuan, how do you let the Confucian people treat the two in the future?"

Bai Yi didn't give an inch, "How can I care about the people of the Bai family?"

Bai Ren still wanted to scold, but Yu Qingzhao exclaimed sadly, "Father-in-law!"

Finally pressed down the urge to teach unfilial sons, glanced around at the Confucian sages, and said in a strange tone: "A group of old men want a woman to shoulder this big responsibility, don't you lose face, old Qi, old man are ashamed of you." ”

Qi Guancheng's face was pale with anger, but he had no words to refute.

Bai Ren suppressed the scene as soon as he came, the most capable sage in Confucianism is not a joke, even if Bai Ren fell miserably before, even the merit golden body dedicated to the Temple of Literature was broken, and even the natal word was gone, so what?

In the human world, he Bai Ren wanted to fight according to Qi Guancheng, but no one could stop him.

Bai Ren glanced at Qi Guancheng, whose face was pale and uncertain, and snorted: "The old man over there went to the old man in person, when did Confucianism still think about the prosperity of his own cultural context, if he really has this heart to fight for the cultural context, he will concentrate on learning like the old man, look at what things are in his hands, and he still wants to argue with others, and he is speechless This face of Confucianism can't afford to lose, and I don't know how thick the sky is." ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and bowed to Master Wensheng, "Master Wen, these worldly chores have forced your old man out, and future generations are unkind and unjust." ”

Master Wen Sheng smiled slightly, "I'm a poor and sour talent, just rely on my qualifications to say a few more words, if you say that the predecessors are blessed, you can't be called it, it seems that the Tao of Xintiandi is very beneficial to you." ”

Bai Ren laughed, "The master can take the time to go to Xintiandi for a walk, there are some things that still need to be ordered by your old man, but now, send these outsiders away first, and it is not ashamed for your own people to scold your mother and slap your swollen face behind closed doors, and it will provoke outsiders to see jokes." ”

Master Wen Sheng nodded with satisfaction, turned around and returned to the Temple of Literature, "This should be the reason!"

Ji Zhong lifted the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand at this time, and a sword aura surged out, "Xuanyuan is famous today, how can it be child's play!"

Bai Ren's figure flashed before everyone else could only move, and he was the first to meet this sword qi, his whole body was shining with golden light, and a big mountain appeared.

Back then, one trick and one word made the three religions and hundreds of saints unable to raise their heads, and today they reappear in the world.

The incomparable sword qi slammed into the mountains, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and whenever the Xuanyuan sword was wielded, the Confucian aura that was difficult to suppress did not see a little wave, and they were all pressed by the mountain in the middle of the golden gold.

"It's just a broken sword, the Confucian sages were so suppressed that they had to change their name, and today, and even for thousands of generations, they want to change it again. Zhenwen? What kind of sub-literature is Zhenwen, the first of the three religions, how can a sword be able to suppress it!

The golden light is dazzling and dazzling.

The Great Sword Immortal of the Ten Realms of the Human World held Xuanyuan, one of the four great immortal swords of the ancients, and the incomparable sword qi exploded violently, and it was difficult to cross the heavenly moat by an inch.

Bai Ren was majestic in mid-air, standing on the top of the golden mountain, proud of the others.

"Get out of the Confucian land for the old man immediately, and if you chirp crookedly, don't even think about leaving!"

The monstrous Confucian literature is surging, and the weather is myriad.

Confucianism should have one person who can bear the burden of the whole world, this burden can be carried by the heart saint named Bai Shouren a thousand years ago, and a thousand years later, the heart saint Bai Ren can also bear it.

The birthplace of Confucianism, the birthplace of culture, the gathering of culture in the world, the weather is extensive, how to punish evil and violation.

Ji Chong, who was about to take out the sword again, was held down by Ji Gongdan, the ancestor of the Ji family, and shook his head with a heavy face.

The ancestor of the Mi family, the ancestor of the Guo family, the people from the Jiang family, and the great witch of the demon clan, all of them are as heavy as water.

The Great Atmosphere! It is the great atmosphere of Confucianism! Not a Confucian, not enjoying Confucian luck, Bai Ren alone mobilized the Confucian spirit of the entire canopy, and everyone felt that several mountains were pressed on their bodies, on their bodies, and on their hearts.

"Why do you have to ask the old man to drive you away?"

One move to deter, the sword immortal retreats!

Ji Gongdan squinted his old eyes and said in a deep voice: "Go!"

Take advantage of the situation and retreat!

Just because of Bai Ren's back, a scroll of codex, folds shine.

If it is not bad, it is the Holy Codex left behind by the Holy Master.

Bai Ren, who has fallen into the realm, is back to the peak of the year!