The rainstorm outside the temple was like a note, and the temple was in a mess.

Wuping County ordered Li Yuanmo to come alone, and the atmosphere was really a little embarrassing.

Some people put their hands on their sleeves, some people cried, some people lay on the ground, and some people directly grabbed him by the collar.

Li Yuanmo looked back tremblingly, and was frightened by the man's pretending to be fierce and vicious, and his face instantly turned half white.

He pondered for a moment and whispered, "I don't know what happened to the Great Immortal?"

Ding Qiu pulled down a piece of white jade hanging from the man's waist, snorted coldly, and sneered: "What is the relationship between Li Hengyuan, the secretary of the ministry, and you?"

Li Yuanmo's face was flustered, like a mouse seeing a cat, and he waved his hand again and again, "It's okay." ”

Ding Qiu said angrily: "You treat me as a fool? Except for that old guy, who will carve the word "diligence" on the jade." ”

Li Yuanmo panicked and kept saying, "I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

Ding Qiu rubbed the white jade and raised his eyebrows, "Are you advocating the construction of a moon-viewing tower here?"

Li Yuanmo felt a sourness, sighed, and looked a little depressed, "It's not that I haven't made any achievements for three years, so I thought about taking a small road opportunistically, preparing to dig the wilderness and expand some towns, and I happened to hear that this place is haunted, and it is just the time to appease the people." ”

The tall man threw the white jade out with his hand, and Li Yuanmo hurriedly took it carefully, wiped it with his cuffs a few times before stuffing it into his arms.

Ding Qiu said angrily: "Get out! If it weren't for the fact that you happened to have a Li character in the surname, I would discount your third leg today." ”

Li Yuanmo instantly felt a chill in his crotch, and hurriedly retreated.

Jiang Huai fainted to the ground after Mu Peiping left, covered in blood and water, and he didn't know what to do.

Ding Qiu sighed, "Why bother", bent down and took out a green bottle from the young man, threw it to the gray-clothed boy, and said in a deep voice: "Don't cry, make a noise to death, use this to help him wipe his wounds." ”

The innocent with tears on his face took the medicine bottle, his eyes were red and swollen, and he sobbed: "Will he die?" ”

Ding Qiu was a little annoyed, ignored it, walked to the temple door and sat down, looking into the distance a little melancholy.

But it was only quiet for a while, and the innocence who had just undressed the boy shouted bitterly, it was really too mad on the young man's chest, and a blood groove was punched out by the black whip from the neck and abdomen, and blood kept coming out.

Qi Yuansi, who was still in the house, shook his sleeves and sat down in front of the door, hooked his two fingers, and two jars of wine appeared on the ground.

Qi Yuansi said with a flattering face: "Suzhou's best green bamboo wine, seniors taste it." ”

Ding Qiu glanced at it with his spare eyes, picked up the wine jar, opened the mud seal, and took a deep breath, "Well, it's not bad." ”

He looked up and poured it violently, pursed his lips and asked, "Why did you choose to stop halfway?" ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi picked up the wine jar and didn't drink heavily, but just touched his lips lightly, "First, it really goes against my heart, this trip to the mountains, my husband said, no matter what you do, you must think carefully before you can start, and second... I'm afraid to eat a bite of yellow mud. ”

The man laughed heartily twice, "You're not stupid. ”

The man leaned forward slightly and said in a low voice, "I don't know if I can ask a question to my senior." ”

Ding Qiu raised the wine jar, "With its face, ask." ”

Qi Yuansi's gaze drifted into the distance, a little undecided, and after thinking about it, he asked softly: "Just now, I saw that the young man's writing technique is very rusty, but the power is amazing, I don't know what it is..."

Ding Qiu groaned thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "With the blessing of a certain jade plate, and... Talent. ”

Qi Yuansi was noncommittal, obviously not believing this kind of statement, but he didn't ask any more, got up and bowed his hands, "Then say goodbye to my seniors, I also have to find a place to sleep well." ”

Ding Qiu looked at the figure that was walking away, shook his head, picked up a raindrop casually, slightly cast a spell and condensed into a water lotus, twisted it gently, and the water lotus was pinched to pieces.

He glanced back at the young man on his chest who was gradually disappearing and his eyebrows were furrowed, thought for a moment, and sighed: "It seems that we have to speed up the pace, otherwise it will not be a good thing for the heart to become too fast." ”

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At the same time, ten miles away from Tai'an City in Chongyang Kingdom, a white day was wiped out over the sea of clouds, and there was a white-haired old man with a rickety figure and a ruler at his waist overlooking him.

A high city stands in front of it, the lights are dim, and a palace is high above it.

The old man pressed the cloud head with one hand and chose to walk away.

There is no rain here, and the sky is full of stars.

In front of the old man walking to the tall city tower with the stone plaque of "Tai'an City", in addition to the soldiers guarding the gate, there were dozens of eyes in the city staring at this place.

There was also a personified Changhong who fell directly in front of the old man, and respectfully performed a junior salute.

Tai'an City Forbidden Army Commander, Jing Chenghu, a Confucian sword cultivator at the peak of the Eight Realms, from the northernmost Pingtian Sword Palace, several times in the battle of the Dragon Wu Kingdom, this person is a group of people who rushed to the front, with decisive killing, superb swordsmanship is famous, and has killed a highly talented Six Realms Dragon Elephant Realm God and Demon Cultivation in the Dragon Wu Kingdom, and was finally recruited by Emperor Zhou, as a confidant.

Jing Chenghu is eight feet tall, his aura is lofty, and a righteous qi arises spontaneously from his body.

He bowed his hand again and said, "Master Confucius, Emperor Zhou is invited." ”

Kong Xin'an nodded, and by the way, he looked at the eyes that came from the city one by one, none of them dodged, they all looked at each other.

Some people instantly lowered their heads, and some people showed a hint of relief.

Attitudes were mixed towards the arrival of this new saint.

Hundreds of lights lit up in the city in an instant, and the sound of doors opening and closing kept coming, even if there were monks here, no one had the courage to wander the clouds, because it was disrespectful to go up, and it was a capital crime to go up.

Jing Chenghu silently followed behind the old man, separated by two steps, holding his head high and not saying a word.

The distance from entering the city to the palace was actually not close, but the old man still walked very slowly, one step at a time, and one step at a time.

At the corner of the street, there is a person with a hippie smiling face standing at the door and waiting, looking like a teenager and dressed as a scholar.

He bent down slightly when the old man passed by, and arched his hand and said: "Sage master, my husband wants you to talk about it, and he also said that there is no need to worry, the time can be set by you." ”

Kong Xin'an's face was full of open-mindedness, he paused, neither nodded nor shook his head, and continued to move forward.

The young man grimaced at Jing Chenghu again, closed the door with his backhand and went back to the house.

After these words, Jing Chenghu was a little shocked.

There is a hidden dragon list in Tai'an City, which records the leader of Chongyang Country under the age of 20, the hippie smiling young man named Gu Baichuan, who entered this list, and won the first place, climbing to the four realms of nourishment at the age of fifteen.

I heard that I have recently succeeded in raising a good flying sword, which can be said to be a jade carpet of the future, and the road is full of light.

And Gu Baichuan's Mr. is the contemporary owner of Shangde Academy in Tai'an City - Wu Sheng, the homonym is taken from "I have an end to my life and there is no end to learning", he is a Confucian sage of the Ten Realms who is full of peach and plums and is highly respected.

It also put forward the idea of "equality of immortals", which was deeply loved by the people and wrote countless classics.

The contemporary Zhou Emperor is about to abdicate, the battle to seize Di has already begun, the undercurrent of Tai'an City is surging, and the three princes show their magical powers, and they are all around to worship and condense as one.

Gu Baichuan's provocation also means that Shangde Academy may be standing behind Kong Xin'an.

The reason why no one went out to greet him before was because I didn't know what Kong Xin'an's position was.

Even if you are a saint, you can't kill people casually.

But if you rashly stand on the wrong team, when a certain prince gains power in the future, he will end up with a beheading that will be cut off for no reason, and he will lose all his glory in vain, which is really worth the loss.

But now that the two saints are intentionally friendly, I'm afraid that anyone can think of what this represents.

Those who are admired can win the world!

Some people have been restless, beating their chests for missing the best opportunity to show goodwill.

Some people even wanted to be a dead horse and a living doctor, so they waited in front of the door early, struck their feet, and bent over and almost fell to the ground.

But he still couldn't make the old man pause a step or even look at it.

Stepping into the imperial gate and walking to the dragon platform of the hundred-step stone staircase, Jing Chenghu stood with his head held high, bent down and said: "Master Confucius, Emperor Zhou is waiting in the imperial study, you can go by yourself." ”

The rickety old man still walked very slowly on the stairs, looking back on the past, he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

My husband brought me here decades ago, and decades later I was alone.

Ten steps of stone staircase saw a man standing with his head held high, his eyes ahead, spear in hand.

The white-haired old man Zhou Yuan, who was wearing the imperial crown, stood at the door early, looked into the distance, and bowed his hands slightly, expressing full respect, "I am really ashamed that Master Confucius was invited to the palace by me after a long journey without resting." ”

Kong Xin'an didn't say a word, and accepted it calmly.

Chongyang has national rules, saints are not timid, and the earth is equal to the Son of Heaven.

Wu Yuan looked at Kong Xin'an, a little emotional, and sighed: "I haven't seen it for a few years, the clouds and smoke are often, and they are really changing too fast, so it's better to talk about it first." ”

Both of them have white hair, but Kong Xin'an has a ruddy complexion and is full of energy, on the other hand, Emperor Zhou, who is old, is very difficult to walk.

After entering the house, Kong Xin'an slowly closed the door, the two sat down, Zhou Yuan pushed out a token, and first spoke, "Tai'an City Jixian Academy used to be controlled by your husband, but now that you are here, do you want to think about it." ”

Kong Xin'an sat precariously with a serious face, and took the token without thinking.

Because this was one of his requests on this trip.

Zhou Yuan smiled gently and nodded, "Master Kong, do you want to listen to some nagging." ”

Kong Xin'an put his hands on his lap and said, "Emperor Zhou said it directly." ”

Zhou Yuan sighed, his cloudy eyes were deep and far, and he said with a smile: "Chongyang Kingdom is divided into eight states and one city by its geographical boundaries, including Tai'an, Xuanzhou and Cangzhou in the east, Suzhou and Fuzhou in the west, Quanzhou and Ningzhou in the north, Jinzhou and Jiangzhou in the south."

Zhou Yuan paused when he said this, and said melancholy: "The six countries in this world are dominant, Xingshen Kingdom, Longwu Kingdom, Chongyang Kingdom, the three kingdoms are connected, there are Luandong in the east, Wuyuan in the west, and Rou in the west, but after all, the east and west sides are separated by the deep sea, the road is far away, and there is no war. I know very well that the general trend of the world must be a battle, our Chongyang country is a state of etiquette and religion, and we have no intention of fighting, but we can't be tied up and treated as a lamb. ”

"From hundreds of years ago, Xingshen Kingdom deliberately annexed the world, turned six into one, and formed a monopoly situation that unified the world. As far as I know, the Wuyuan Kingdom in the west may have bowed down to the vassals, not only various marriages, but also annual worship, so the situation is a little delicate now. ”

Kong Xin'an rubbed the token and said lightly: "Are you afraid of the union of the two countries, take Longwu first, and then attack Chongyang?"

Zhou Yuan nodded, "On the one hand, the lips are cold and the teeth are cold, if necessary, we may also need to help." I also privately sent spies to keep inquiring about the news of the northern border of Longwu Kingdom, and the facts were indeed as we expected, the northern part of Longwu Kingdom was in flames, and it was even more defeated, and it was said that the northernmost state is now without grass, thunder is everywhere, and the night is as bright as day. ”

Kong Xin'an groaned for a while, and muttered: "Xingshen Kingdom is indeed stronger, even if Wuyuan joins forces in the west, as long as we have the heart to help Longwu, the victory or defeat should still be in the number of five or five, there should be something hidden in this." ”

Zhou Yuan squinted, his fingers kept tapping on the table, "There is a lack of mental strength." You also know that this kind of fighting civilians is almost useless, and they can only be mowed when they go, except for the Pingtian Sword Palace in Ningzhou in the north, there are only three armies of monks in our country, Huaiyuan, Dingguo, and Tiger Wolf. The Dingguo army is stationed at the border around Tai'an City, and the Huaiyuan army is already on its way to Longwu Kingdom, as for the tiger and wolf army, in addition to being distributed in various states, the main force is now almost all in the south. ”

Kong Xin'an knew this very well, and said calmly: "The war in the north has started, and there are people in the south who have risen to become dominant, if I remember correctly, that person's name is Lei Xiao, I met him decades ago, and he is really a world-stirring dragon." ”

Zhou Yuan simply put down his hand, leaned back on the chair, and sighed on his face, "I, Zhou Yuan, feel guilty and embarrassed, I have no way to govern the country, my cultivation qualifications are low, and I rely on medicine bottles to pile up a nondescript person, and I want the people to really live a peaceful life, for that day, I have resisted for more than 100 years, but in the end, the fierce tiger outside the mountain is still there, and the dragon is entrenched in the family, and these little things can't be done well, and I have lived in vain for a lifetime." ”

Kong Xin'an hung the token on his waist, his sleeves fluttered, his eyes were resolute, and he arched his hand: "The small matter of Emperor Zhou is the big thing in the world. ”

The old man who was lying on the chair stood up suddenly, his eyes shining with tears, "Holy Master is willing to help the Zhou family!"

Waist cut ruler, the rickety old man with a white jade token shook his head.

Zhou Yuan exhaled a long breath and sat down on the chair, like a fluttering straw, godless and rootless, "Yes, yes, it is the greatest good thing for a saint to teach the world, and then let it fall into it..."

But before he could finish speaking, a thick voice shook the old man like a dragon hitting a bell, and tears flowed down the old man's eyes.

I saw the man get up and stand, his clothes swinging without wind, his hands clenched in front of him, and said loudly: "I, Kong Xin'an, am not for myself, not for the Zhou family, I just want to win a peace and comfort for the people of the world, and win a world justice, and I will not regret dying!"

Zhou Yuan burst into tears, got up and bent over, and choked up: "The Holy Master is worthy of his name!"

He covered his face with his sleeves to hide a little embarrassment, put down his sleeves and lamented: "I am about to die, none of the three sons under my knees have become talents, Master Confucius should be beaten, and he should be scolded." If you dare to deny your opinion, you can kill him. ”

In the second half of the night, the old man wearing the imperial crown looked at the distant back and stood on the dragon platform for a long time.

The full moon is as clean as a jade plate, and the stars are dotted like chess pieces.

The white-haired and white-faced old eunuch stood beside him and said softly, "Emperor Zhou, it's late at night, rest." ”

The old man looked up and muttered, "I didn't believe in this before, but only when I was about to die would I have a trace of thought." ”

He turned his head to look at the white-faced eunuch, pointed to the starry sky and smiled, "You say, if I die, will I become one of the sons and overlook the world from the sky?"

The old eunuch bowed his head and was silent.

"You're still too timid. ”

The old man patted the eunuch on the shoulder, laughed heartily, left a scroll of imperial edicts, turned around and slowly returned to the house, stopped in front of the door, and looked back and laughed.

"Little Liuzi, I'll trouble you in the future. ”

When the white-haired eunuch who bowed his head heard this title, which had been hidden in the years, he immediately couldn't cry, and the whole person collapsed on the ground.

In the middle of the night, the dragon bells struck and echoed throughout Tai'an City, like a giant hammer striking on everyone's hearts, trembling.

Zhou Yuan passed away with a smile.