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Wutian stood alone on the top of the mountain, the cold wind blew his wide black robe, the wind on the top of the mountain was very cold, but Wutian's face did not change at all, to his realm, it had long been cold and heat.

What's more, the cold is the most familiar thing to Wutian, and the warmth has been away from him for a long time.

A blood-colored red shadow suddenly floated by, like a ghost, especially on the top of this empty mountain, which was even more ghostly, but there was not even a trace of fluctuation on Wutian's face, and he said faintly: "Is the matter done?"

"Didn't you see it? The sky of the Great Song Dynasty was dark, and the innate Zongbu God was dead, and the reincarnation of Wenchang that we created was also dead. "Mosquitoes are humane.

"What about the old loach in the West Sea?"

"It was also delivered to the person who should have given it. "Mosquito people.

"Not bad. Wutian lightly applauded, and looked at the ground leisurely, the abyss is ten thousand feet high, those two people should be able to grasp the opportunity.

The mosquito Taoist glanced at Wutian and saw that he had no intention of speaking again, and his body turned into a red shadow again and dispersed, leaving Wutian alone to appreciate the cold in the heights.

Great Song Lin'an Palace.

Although the golden dragon of national fortune contained in the dragon vein cannot be said to have the majesty of the world, but there is a heroic and majestic force, but a fierce black gas and a vast white light are nailed to it like two nails, making the heroic spirit of this real dragon disappear, but it seems a little weak and weak.

In the main hall, Zhao Kuangyin's chest was churning with anger, and the city's demeanor on weekdays seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

"Holy!"

A faint word came into Zhao Kuangyin's ears, but it was like a thunderclap on the ground, Zhao Kuangyin was excited, and suddenly walked out of that state, and looked at the white-clothed Xiushi beside him with some fear, if he wasn't by his side, he was afraid that he would fall into the devil's path just now!

The white-clothed Xiushi didn't say anything to Zhao Kuangyin, as if he didn't know that Zhao Kuangyin was the king of the Great Song Dynasty, but looked at the corpses of Zhong Kui and Du Ping with solemn eyes, and he didn't even see that one was born with a fierce body, a ghost man, and the other was born champion, Wenqu Xingjun.

These two people died together in the Great Song Palace, and they died full of grievances, this resentment directly affected the national fortune of the entire Great Song Dynasty, and the national fortune of the entire Great Song Dynasty fell by more than thirty percent just now, so that Zhao Kuangyin was invaded by foreign demons for a while, otherwise there is a country's national fortune protection, and ordinary Da Luo can't hurt him, not to mention this grievance?

The white-clothed Xiushi slowly walked down the steps, looked at the two people carefully, and suddenly showed a smile again, not sad but happy, although these two people are dead, their souls are still there, and the souls of these two people are very full or even more than ordinary immortals, if they are cultivated, they will be extraordinary in the future.

Especially this Du Ping, with part of the soul fragments of Emperor Wenchang on his body, if he is a good cultivator, it is almost inevitable to ascend to the realm of Daluo in the future, and if these two people are tempered, they can continue to make up for the national fortune consumed by the Great Song Dynasty, and it can be greatly enhanced.

"Shengshang, although Zhong Kui is ugly, but he is only eight buckets high, and he does have the talent of the champion, and the imperial examination system is based on the character of writing rather than appearance, and I also ask the saint to withdraw his order and return this new champion to him. The white-clothed Xiushi bowed slightly to Zhao Kuangyin and said with a half-salute. Du Ping's death was mostly due to Zhong Kui, as long as Zhong Kui's grievances disappeared, Du Ping would have no grievances.

Zhao Kuangyin frowned, he was very angry with Zhong Kui and Du Ping who collided with him, but this white-clothed Xiushi was very human, he was the channel for him to connect with Confucianism, and he was the one who held him on the throne of God with one hand, if it was not necessary, he would definitely not disagree with his opinion.

Therefore, Zhao Kuangyin had no choice but to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, and said: "Zhong Kui has learned to be rich in five cars, and he does have the talent of the champion, so today he is specially posthumously awarded the champion, and he will be given a green robe, the champion's residence, and buried with the specifications of the champion." ”

As soon as Zhao Kuangyin's golden mouth opened, the grievances above the golden dragon suddenly faded a lot, and he only felt that his mind was clear, and then he knew the intention of the white-clothed Xiushi, and he admired it even more in his heart.

The white-clothed Xiushi also smiled slightly, watching the grievances on the golden dragon of the national fortune gradually fade.

"How much does it mean to chase after a person dies?"

At this moment, a thick mockery sounded, and the top of the main hall suddenly cracked, revealing a bright light, and a group of men and women fell from above.

There is only one man, dressed in a noble white robe, plump and handsome, and his demeanor unconsciously exudes a majestic spirit that swallows the world, which is shocking, even Zhao Kuangyin, as the king of a country, unconsciously feels inferior in front of him.

There are many women, and the clothes are different, the only thing that is the same is the peerless appearance, a smile seems to be the ultimate in the world, these mortals can't help but lose their souls when they see it, even Zhao Kuangyin, who has three thousand beauties, is no exception, and he didn't even react to cure these people for the crime of breaking the house.

Unlike these mortals, when the white-clothed Xiushi saw the comer, his face was solemn, and he made a big salute respectfully, "Confucian Yan Hui to see His Majesty the Eastern Emperor!"

Hearing Yan Hui's words, Zhao Kuangyin was shocked, and immediately walked out of the amazement, although he was a mortal, he was not ignorant of the affairs of the Three Realms, and knew that the master of the strongest force in the Three Realms was Dongsheng Dongdi.

"Yan Hui, the sixth Confucian Da Luo nine layers. Long Yunfeng glanced at Yan Hui and said, Yan Hui was mostly active in Nanzhan Buzhou and did not travel in Dongsheng Divine Continent, but Long Yunfeng also had a relationship with him, that is, when Beiju Luzhou was competing for the Emperor Star.

However, at that time, Yan Hui was only the eighth layer of Da Luo, and Long Yunfeng's cultivation was even more different from now.

"It's the late birth. Yan replied, although he was earlier than Long Yunfeng, but the attainer came first, Long Yunfeng's cultivation was above him, and his status was above him.

"I don't know what Your Majesty is doing here today?

"Why I'm here, don't you know what happened?" Long Yunfeng said with a smile.

Yan Hui's pupils shrank, and he said with some jealousy: "Your Majesty, these two people both have my Confucian true intentions, and they are rare candidates for cultivating Confucian scriptures. ”

"Yan Hui, are you resisting what I mean? When did I say it not count?Or do you think you can stop me?" Long Yunfeng's eyes sharpened, with a monstrous majesty and an irresistible tone.

Yan Hui's complexion did not change, he was still neither humble nor arrogant, but the momentum on his body was much worse than Long Yunfeng, and his cultivation was inferior to Long Yunfeng.

"Why did Your Majesty take it so forcibly, these two people are my people of the Great Song Dynasty, and they also study my Confucian classics, and they should be included in my Confucian wall. All things in heaven and earth have never been able to escape this principle, and His Majesty should know this truth best. ”

A gentle voice sounded, his head was on the top of the polder, his hair was white, he was nine feet six inches high, his eyebrows and eyes were kind, as if he couldn't help the wind, but he walked like the wind, and his body exuded a majestic righteousness, compared to which even the Mencius and Xunzi that Long Yunfeng had seen before were dwarfed, like the gap between the light of the bright moon and the light of tomorrow.

"I've seen Kong Sheng. "Rao is the Supreme Emperor of the Dragon Yunfeng Dongdi still needs to salute verbally when he sees this person, Confucian Confucius, no one knows who he was in his previous life, but his achievements in this life are no less than anyone in the world.

Pangu opened the heavens, and the spirit born in the desolate land was a god, and what he practiced was the power of God, which was for the way of God; the spirit of the abyss, who was violent by nature, was for the way of demons; then the aura of heaven and earth was lost, and after several catastrophes, the way of God was difficult to learn, and there were great demons who inherited the past and created the way of demons; the demon ancestor Luo Hu and the ancestor of the Styx River also took the opportunity to change the innate demon path to the acquired demon; the Taoist ancestor Hongjun responded to the changes of heaven and earth, preached in Zixiao Palace, summarized all kinds of things, and passed down the Buddha and the Tao to the second rate.

So far, the four schools of demons, demons, Buddhas, and Taoists have stood side by side, and they have become the streams of the Three Realms of cultivation.

However, on the occasion of the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucius was born, inheriting the past and opening up the future, and under the guidance of Lao Jun, he created Confucianism and Taoism, and truly squeezed into the Three Realms to major in cultivation, creating a trend of five schools merging.

At that time, among the hundreds of schools, except for the innate Taoism, only Confucianism had this ability, but the rest of the law, ink, agriculture, yin and yang were much worse, and they were either regarded as branches of Taoism or no one practiced them.