Naturally, the pavilion will not answer the other party's questions.

Now that you've torn your face, you might as well do it a little harder.

Anyway, at this point, it's either you die or I live, so why bother talking to the enemy here.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Wangtinglou was an opponent.

Rumble!

On the surface of his body, there was a golden aura gushing out, enveloping it entirely.

The ancient demon's eyes widened suddenly, is there any mistake, this person's heroic righteousness is actually so strong.

Different from other schools of cultivating immortals, Confucianism emphasizes the combination of exercises and mind cultivation.

That is to say, while cultivating immortals, it is necessary to cultivate Haoran righteousness.

And this thing is not obtained through meditation, and even the talented scholars among the mortals will have "full of learning, and Confucianism will become more and more intense."

Confucianism, as the name suggests, the aura of Haoran comes from the subset of scriptures and history, and the more thoroughly the classics left by the ancient sages can be understood, the more pure and thick the aura of Haoran becomes.

Self-cultivation, housekeeping, and the world......

This is the wish of secular scholars, and for Confucian cultivators, it is the three stages of righteousness.

Wangtinglou had a rough background, and was once a high school champion who was recruited as a concubine, but later he was framed and obtained a fairy fate in prison.

In less than twenty years, he was admitted to the top prize, "Before he set foot on the immortal road, his heroic righteousness has reached an extremely mellow point, and it is naturally impossible to live in vain for more than two thousand years."

Other Confucian cultivators, most of the reading is with the help of the practice of the Five Elements after the eyes do not forget the supernatural powers, swallowing dates, although a cow, you can read a few books, but how much do you really understand?

The pavilion is different, he never reads for the sake of deliberate practice, but enjoys it.

In the past two thousand years, in addition to the Confucian classics, the rest of the hundreds of schools of thought have never covered up their volumes, and they have been compatible with each other.

Originally, the ancient monks of Confucianism had left warnings that reading other classics might damage Haoran's righteousness.

But more than a thousand years ago, Wangtinglou has been proud of Yunzhou, since Feng Liang was bound, he has been worthy of the name of the first master of the demon race.

The damage is the damage, even if there is no Haoran righteousness to cooperate, he is confident that he can fight the invincible opponent all over the world.

How can you wipe out your hobby of reading because you are choking on food for the sake of cultivation.

Yes, immortality is the purpose of cultivating immortals, but in the eyes of the pavilion, you can't give up everything for the sake of immortality, what's the point of living like that, and what is the difference between it and a walking corpse?

Of course, the pavilion has such an understanding, and it is indeed because he is too strong.

It can't be said that the ancient monk's approach was wrong, but the pavilion had a windfall next.

Holding the heart of the sea and all rivers, at the beginning, he read the classics of the hundred schools of thought, and the righteousness of Haoran did begin to disappear little by little, but Tinglou didn't care.

One year ......

Two years......

With a thorough understanding of the hundred schools of thought, "Tinglou found that his Haoran righteousness had become stronger again, not only stronger, but also mutated, with more terrifying power.

It turns out that the stones of other mountains can really attack jade.

At this time, the body of the pavilion was wrapped in golden energy, which was the mutated Haoran righteousness.

Not only that, but outside the energy, there are also arcs, which look more and more majestic and vigorous, this is not over, and a bang comes into the ears, "But the hair broke free from the shackles of the golden crown and stood straight up in the golden light."

Not to mention the ancient demons, even Lin Xuan was dumbfounded, remembering the rumors he had read about the Super Saiyans outside the sky in a classic book.

The terrifying spiritual pressure made the entire dungeon tremble, this is the number one master in the human world.

The Old Demon's brows furrowed inadvertently, and then the two pairs of narrow eyes simultaneously appeared with a ferocious color.

In the face of Wangtinglou, which was full of strength, he also had a little drum in his heart, and understood that if he didn't make a move in the state of the opponent, he would be shocked, and it would be extremely difficult to deal with.

What's more, he is lonely, at this moment, what kind of demeanor do you talk about, of course, it is the best choice to strike first.

I saw that his shoulders trembled, his body was fluttering, and his whole body "suddenly elongated, like a soft and boneless python, a demon arm was raised high, and the bone blade on his elbow flashed with a cold cold light, and without hesitation, a knife slashed towards the pavilion."

It's so fast that it's jaw-dropping, far beyond what one can imagine.

Originally, there was a distance of 100 zhang between the two, but in a blink of an eye, they actually came to the front.

Even teleportation is slightly inferior to the speed of his attacks.

In the distance, Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, and the mysteries and weirdness of this ancient demonic power were much more than he had originally imagined.

Such an attack, if it is suddenly used, whether you can dodge it is still unknown, and if you are not good, you may be seconded.

However, after all, Wangtinglou is the number one master in the human world, and if it is rich in fighting experience, compared with Lin Xuan, I am afraid it is even better.

Seeing that the ancient demon had come to the top of his head, there was no panic on his face, and he raised his hand......

And at that moment, time seemed to slow down.

At a distance of more than 100 zhang, the ancient demon didn't even take half a breath, but the bone blade obviously reached the top of Wangtinglou's head, but it took several times more time to split it.

It's as if time has been cut off.

At this time, Wangtinglou spit out lightly: "...... disease"

The Jin Lan pen in his hand pointed out unslowly, no, not a point, it was a splash of ink, and a "shield" was written.

The majestic righteousness like golden energy, at this moment, made his ink.

The golden light flashed, and the vitality of heaven and earth frantically gathered in the hands of Wangtinglou, and then submerged into the "shield".

Woo......

A strange voice came into the ears, and then visible to the naked eye, the word really changed.

In a flash, the words were gone, replaced by a golden shield.

"This ......", Lin Xuan was shocked, he had seen the six arts of Confucianism, but compared with the Wangting Tower in front of him, it became a pediatric.

Then, the bone blade, which seemed to have been slowed down countless times, finally slashed down and slammed into the golden shield.

Rumble!

It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in his ears, and two different spiritual powers, black and gold, collided in mid-air.

The ancient magic stone's earth-shattering blow "did not break through the defense of the Wangting Tower."

As the number one master in the human world, the pavilion naturally has no reason to only defend and not attack.

The Jin Lan pen in his hand shook like this, "I have written a "......" in mid-air, this time, but there is no change of any physical shape of the magic weapon.

Instead, a slender golden ray shot out of his hand.

The width is only one finger, and the speed is even better than the lightning bolt, and the spiritual power is mixed with the righteous qi of Haoran "The target is the left chest position of the ancient demon.

The heart is located there, and it must be a killer blow for the demon of the other world.