When Kong Sheng retracted the momentum on his body, Haoran righteousness dissipated between heaven and earth. Kong Sheng's body was still stained with blood, but he still had the gentleness and bookish atmosphere of a scholar.

The gray light mask that had been suppressed by Haoran righteousness returned to normal, as if Kong Sheng had stood there without moving.

Yang Ruofeng, Yang Ruyi, and Fu Bin looked at Kong Sheng as if they were waiting for trial, and they were probably a little apprehensive in their hearts.

Looking at the momentum on Kong Sheng's body, you can know that even if it is only a body composed of golden words, with even a trace of consciousness, it can make them disappear with a snap of a finger.

If Kong Sheng really killed them, they would have no place to reason. Especially Yang Ruofeng, he beat the drum from the bottom of his heart.

I don't know if it will be if Kong Sheng will do it, if he wants to fight his father, tell me that he is the heir of the family where the strongest person in ancient times belongs, and his father is a stunning sage.

Yang Ruofeng protected Yang Ruyi behind him, and was worried that he would not be able to protect himself, so he pulled Fu Bin, who was a little stiff, to his side.

The two of them completely blocked Yang Ruyi.

Kong Sheng didn't target them directly, maybe Kong Sheng thought: I'm not targeting any of you, I mean, all of you here are rubbish.

Suddenly, he laughed arrogantly: "Hahahaha, ten thousand years have passed, ten thousand years have passed, and I, Kongqiu, have finally seen this vast land again." ”

Yang Ruofeng sighed in his heart: Could it really be that I guessed that this is Kong Sheng's means of resurrecting himself? Thinking about it carefully, this is not an impossible thing.

At the beginning, when the Dongzhou Thousand Sects were competing, in the Donghuang Bell, the Donghuang Bell and the Beepping King said that there would be many old friends fighting side by side. This indicates that many strong men who died in ancient battles will reappear in the world.

The white-clothed Great Sage still failed to convince King Qin Guang to reshape reincarnation, and these strong men definitely did not come along the path of reincarnation. Well, it can only be the means that they left for the resurrection.

If this is the case, the ancestral hall of the Confucian Temple should be the immortal cultivation resources left by Confucius Sheng, the foundation prepared for his resurrection, and the descendants of the Confucian Temple.

Kong Sheng's laughter was crazy, his emotions were excited, and the despair in his eyes turned into hope, which made Yang Ruofeng think of a sentence: "The old man talks about juvenile madness."

Also, can you resurrect your own existence by yourself, can you not be crazy?

Kong Sheng continued: "I feel the breath of the earth's revival, and I feel the exuberant vitality of all souls. Huaxia has not been defeated, and I already have a hunch that another great world is coming. ”

Yang Ruofeng breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Kong Sheng was not a madman, but an existence like him, who had the same heart for the world as he was.

This kind of existence, even if it wants them to die, it will also want them to die on the battlefield of the duel with the extraterritorial heavenly demons.

What's more, he was Jingwei in ancient times, and the Yellow Emperor, the Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Emperor and others all had to be honored as the existence of a loyal soul, and Kong Sheng had to give him some face no matter what.

pondering whether to tell the origin of his being the heir of the Yang family, and his identity as Jingwei in ancient times, let Kong Sheng directly give them some great opportunities.

After all, if it weren't for them to unite the two paperweights, it would be impossible for Kong Sheng to reappear in the world, and it would be impossible to open the opportunity for resurrection.

After the madness, Kong Sheng regained his gentle appearance, but he was much more uplifted, and looked at Yang Ruofeng and the others.

He smiled and said, "You are all Huaxia Immortal Cultivators, right? Don't worry, I won't kill you." Can you tell us about the outcome of the First World War in ancient times, and what happened in the last 10,000 years?"

Kong Sheng did not mention the ancestral hall of Confucius Temple, nor did he mention the matter of the fate of Yang Ruofeng and the three of them.

Fu Bin's expression was gloomy, and he sighed in his heart: In the end, the bamboo basket is still empty! No, in the end, he is making wedding clothes for others.

It seems that Confucius Sheng wanted to leave the ancestral hall of the Confucian Temple to the descendants who survived the Confucian Temple, and to leave it to the orthodox Confucian disciples, not to be born in a wild way like him.

He didn't think that this was probably the means of resurrection that Confucius had left for himself. Now, he was really sad more than his heart died, and at this moment, his hair was much grayer.

I have been thinking about the ancestral hall of the Confucian Temple for a long time, but in the end it is such a result.

Yang Ruofeng also sighed: It seems that the guess is not wrong, there is only an eighty percent chance of Kong Sheng's resurrection, but the ancestral hall of Confucius Temple has nothing to do with them, it is 100 percent.

Yang Ruyi was a little angry, and wanted to point to Kong Sheng's nose and say, "What's the matter with you?

Worried that it would threaten Yang Ruofeng's safety after he said it, he could only muttered in a low voice: "Why don't you give us the opportunity we found out with our ability?"

Yang Ruofeng said: "Let's let the paperweights become one, and Kong Sheng is in the world." A person like Kong Sheng, who cares about the world, will not treat us badly. ”

This is a little clever, in front of an existence like Kong Sheng, there is no difference between transmitting sound and shouting loudly.

After hearing this, even if Confucius was really ready to resurrect himself, and he wanted to leave the opportunity in the ancestral hall of Confucius to himself and the people of several Confucian sects, they would be able to get enough benefits.

And he didn't ask for much, just wanted the bark of the tree that recorded the clues of the Huo Yuan Bead.

After that, the three of them began to ask questions to tell Confucius. Fu Bin originally had a sad face, very sad, but he still cheered up and said.

He doesn't like Taoism and likes Confucianism, and has the relationship of a little immortal king, and he can be an inner disciple in the Great Dao Sect.

But if he doesn't do it as a good disciple of the Inner Gate of the Great Dao Sect, he has to be a Confucian disciple, and the little immortal king can't convince him, this person is too stubborn.

Therefore, the Confucian sage who created the prosperous era of Confucianism is his idol. In the face of idols' doubts, it is natural to do their best to answer them.

Fu Bin's knowledge was not as comprehensive as Yang Ruyi and Yang Ruofeng, and the two began to add. The three of them know more or less, but they complement each other, and they are more comprehensive.

As the three people narrated, the ancient battle to destroy the world recorded in the classics, as well as the development of China over the past 10,000 years, unfolded in front of Confucius like a vivid picture.

Yang Ruofeng did not say that Huaxia only has 2000 years, and after 2000, the extraterritorial heavenly demons will invade again, and even now, there are remnants of extraterritorial heavenly demons in the land of Huaxia.

Kong Sheng shook his head sadly: "Woohoo, Woo Wai, Yang Huaxia was turned upside down by the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon. ”

suddenly cheered up again: "The soul of Huaxia is immortal, and the spirit of Huaxia is immortal." ”

After muttering to himself, his face darkened again: "It's a pity, I can't see the emergence of another prosperous era in China." ”

It is said that a woman's heart is a needle, and the change of face is like a change in the weather, which is fickle, but the face change of Sage Kong is definitely not weaker than that of a woman.

Fu Bin's expression did not change.

Yang Ruyi's expression did not change.

They didn't guess the possibility of Kong Shenghui's resurrection, only Yang Ruofeng's eyes lit up.

Kong Sheng's eyes fell on Yang Ruofeng for a breath time, and he chuckled: "I'm just a wisp of obsession, and seeing that Huaxia is thriving now, I can put my mind at ease." However, don't think about the opportunity of the ancestral hall of the Confucian Temple. ”