He Qi hesitated slightly, secretly thinking that Lu An's words should be true, if the holy Confucian Jian is not satisfactory at that time, he can still covet this holy Confucian book.

He Qiyi smiled lightly and said:

"Okay, Uncle Shi, I will promise you, but if after meeting the Holy Confucian Jane, the treasure is really as magical as you said, I will give you this Holy Confucian book. ”

He Qi used the word well, it was given, not returned, in fact, he obviously snatched it.

He should be a robber and be stronger than ordinary people, and his consciousness is higher. What is mine is mine, and yours is mine, and it is not for you to be returned, but to give it to you is I who gave you.

Lu An was determined at this time, with the magic weapon of the Holy Confucian Book to rely on, he was not afraid even if he stabbed the great Lou Zi. As long as the magic weapon was in hand, several juniors in the sect would not dare to force him too much.

What kind of Confucianism, Taoism, etiquette, and the smoky holy Confucianism is a jungle system that is respected by the strong, and Lu An only wants to send away He Qi, this plague god.

"No, no, after you see this strange treasure, you don't need to look at it for a second time to know that what the disciple said is true. ”

"If it's so magical, then why don't you take the Holy Rujian to help you through the tribulation?" He Qi asked one of the biggest questions in his heart.

Lu An said patiently: "The disciple just said, it is a strange treasure, there is no grade, although the great elders of the past dynasties can be urged, but they cannot be sacrificed as a natal thing, the strange treasure only recognizes the master of fate, it is estimated that this thing is prepared for your old man, uncle." ”

"After pondering, Uncle Shi can urge the Holy Confucian Book without a little bit of heroic energy, and I believe that Uncle Shi can practice the Holy Confucian Book without a problem. ”

He Qi's face was cold, and after snorting slightly, he said in a big way:

"But as you wish, if your injuries are not fatal, then take Uncle Shi and me to see this treasure and the strongest exercise of the Holy Confucian Sect [Haoqi Long Song]!"

Lu Anjian eyebrows and starry eyes, looking at a talent, but at this time, a flattering look appeared on this handsome face, and said, "Uncle Shi, please come with me!"

A smug smile appeared on He Qi's face, and he waved his hand and said, "Lead the way ahead!"

He Qi still has the necessary vigilance in his heart, this smiling face is to give the other party peace of mind, if Lu An is not as good as he wants, He Qi can immediately turn his face ruthlessly.

The two rays of light together, after circling around this courtyard, flew away towards another peak.

The Holy Confucian Sect under the moon was very quiet, and the two rays of light did not alarm anyone, and Lu Anxin called for help at this time, but no one could save him, and it was not good for him to anger He Qi.

The moon is like water, and the two rays of light ride the wind.

Below is the array of fine houses, the scenery of green trees, He Qi looked in front of the light and asked, "Where is Senior Nephew Lu taking me?"

Lu An hurriedly said: "Uncle Shi, you don't know, the seventh generation of the Taishang Elder of my sect, Elder Yu is seated in Yinxian Mountain, the elder Yu is a generation of Confucianism, his old man thinks that Confucianism and Taoism cannot be done behind closed doors, and even advocates to experience in the mortal world, and the experience he said is different from the experience of other sects, and his old man proposed to Confucianism to become an official in the secular court." ”

He Qi's heart moved, it was really not easy for this Confucian cultivator in the mortal realm to have this insight.

Many monks are cultivating immortals to go against the sky, and more monks are delusional that they will meditate for thousands of years in the blessed land of the spiritual mountain with great spiritual power, and then go out of the mountain to be invincible, in fact, this kind of closed-door car is sometimes not advisable, especially for low-level monks.

There are also disciples of Confucianism and Taoism in the spiritual world who practice special exercises in the world and deal with mortals, experience in the red dust, and use their words to establish a heart for heaven and earth, and establish a life for the people.

Lu An said again: "In his later years, Elder Yu set up a grass house in Yinxian Mountain and accepted three mortal disciples to explain the concept of Confucian cultivation in governing the world. Later, he left a will before the old man became a monk, and left the Holy Confucian Jian in the grass house, until one day my sect had a new Returning Origin Realm monk to retrieve it. ”

He Qi was stunned, these Confucian cultivators are not afraid of losing their heavy treasures if they are sick in the brain?

Lu An saw He Qi's puzzlement, and he added:

"The Holy Confucian Jane is obtained by the founder of the mountain patriarch in the relics of the Northern Sect, its appearance is like an ordinary bamboo slip, with decay in half, and there are traces of insect and ant bites, if it is not enshrined in the inheritance treasure of the Northern Sect, no one will see it as a treasure. ”

"That's why Elder Yu said, if anyone takes whom, let him take it, this is a spiritual treasure left for destined people!"

"Wait, you said that this Saint Rujian was bitten by insects and ants?" He Qi asked in surprise, with an unexpected expectation on his face.

"Yes, it was eaten by insects and ants!" Lu An replied: "Uncle Shi also knows that in addition to the sword, the usual Confucianism and Taoism magic weapons are not based on sharpness and hardness to judge quality. Therefore, it does not hurt that this holy Confucian Jane has been eaten by insects a little. ”

Can't practice, the appearance is like a bamboo slip, and he has been bitten by insects and ants, plus the unique understanding of Confucianism and Taoism by the old-timers is somewhat similar to the famous Confucian cultivators in the spiritual world, several factors are mixed together, and He Qi has a flash of inspiration in his mind and recalls things.

"Is it carrying bamboo?"

The carrier bamboo is a kind of psychic bamboo, the body is not strong, and a slightly sharper spiritual weapon can cut off the carrier bamboo, so it can't be used as a magic weapon at all, but this thing is useful for Confucian cultivation.

In the famous families of Confucianism and Taoism, there are often artificial cultivation. It can grow in a thousand years.

Usually Confucian cultivators make it into the shape of bamboo slips, and then give this thing to the famous Confucianism among mortals.

This bamboo slip is more magical, and after the poems written on it, it will disappear quickly, so this bamboo slip can be written countless times.

But as long as the mind of the person who holds the simplicity moves, the desired poem will appear on the bamboo slips.

For mortals, this is just an infinite library and bamboo slips that can be written countless times, but for Confucian cultivators, this bamboo slip absorbs the majestic aura of worldly Confucianism.

Maybe one or two famous Confucians only have a little bit of Haoran Qi, but once this bamboo slip has been circulated for thousands of years, the Haoran Qi contained in it is still very considerable.

"Could it be that a bamboo slip made of carrying bamboo in the spirit world has fallen into the mortal world?"

He Qi pondered that this possibility is not impossible, although the carrier bamboo is magical, but it has been cultivated by Confucianism and Taoism, and there are many of them, and it is not impossible to lose a piece of bamboo slips, if this is the case, then if you can get this treasure, it will be an opportunity.

The two of them flew out hundreds of miles while talking, and the two of them fluttered in their robes, flying in the air, and they really had a bit of the fairy spirit of a fairy night tour.

The dragon and tiger monk flew away very quickly, and it didn't take long for some blue brick and gray tile buildings to appear on the ground from time to time on the side of the mountain, lying quietly in the forest.

Apparently this was to the place where mortals lived.

"Uncle Shi, Yinxian Mountain is ahead" Lu An pointed to the mountain in front of him and said, as soon as the words fell, he exclaimed again: "Oh, it's not good, why is there a sword light on Yinxian Mountain?"

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