Until everyone gathered in the village school, Li Zuyi did not come back from the situation of sincere fear just now, the six fairy-like characters, knelt in front of him and shouted Master, except for the autumn sun of the twelfth and thirteenth, which one is a big gift that he can afford, looking at the sincere expressions of the six people, this man who is quite knowledgeable finally understands the words of God - children are not filial!

Since Chen Wenbo's family left Luoxia Village, the village school has no husband, so the village chief has to supervise the reading of these dozen children, and now the younger generation of students in the village have all gone to school, and after having knowledge, they go to the state and county, go to the capital, and join the army to serve the country.

At that time, when the village was planned, the school, as a key construction project in the village, occupied the largest area, and the hall and classroom were also the best and most spacious buildings in the village.

At this time, the school has set up seven or eight tables of wine banquet, the village elderly, respected people almost all arrived, now Luoxia Village after more than 20 years of development, is no longer the original poor Lijia Village, the wine of the village winery, the porcelain from the kiln, medicinal materials, prey and wood furniture to the village in exchange for a lot of silver, the fields in the village rely on the irrigation of more than a dozen ponds and canals, harvest every year, think about the time to build a land temple to raise the strength of the whole village, this is good, Cang Liao knows etiquette, food and clothing are enough to know honor and disgrace. There is already a Confucian family style, and the reading of children in the village has become the most important thing in the village

The village head, Li Wanshan, has always wanted to rebuild the land temple, but was vetoed by Chen Wenbo, which means that Luoxia Village no longer needs to suppress its luck, in order to keep this thousand years of luck out, Lijia Village has endured thousands of years of poverty. Now it's time for Luoxia Village to enjoy the excellent feng shui of this place.

At the beginning of the banquet, the village chief Li Wanshan held the wine bowl and said with some trembling: "Fellow villagers, we are all descendants of Confucianism, as a blessed land left by our ancestors, we have completed the entrustment of our ancestors.

In the alliance called by Haotian to cut Jiao, Tianxu won the first place, punishing the river god who caused disaster to the Great Chen Country due to the flooding of the Yellow River, Haotian rewarded him, and he will be given the magic weapon of the gods to kill the demon sword;

In Xinzhou, kill the plague god Shi Wenye, let us avoid a great plague in Xinzhou, the Great Chen State, and accumulate immeasurable merits, which is hundreds of thousands of human lives;

Together with the Yuzhou grain army, 3,000 and 30,000 Dayan elite soldiers not only ensured the stability of the northern border of Dachen, but also expanded the territory, and the Dayan Emperor directly sued for peace, and also relieved the tight military affairs in Jeju, so that we can also enjoy peace;

There is also Bixia Xianjun, the old enemy of our Confucian sect, who is the great monk of the Yuanying Realm, who burned books and pit Confucianism, and avenged hundreds of Confucian disciples of our Dayan, God Xu This is a stick;

Kill Gong Men Yi, this Gong Men Yi is the worst, that is, he launched several attacks on our village, causing us to almost be displaced.

This pile, one by one, is the pride of our village, now, Tianxu is back, as the villagers who watched him grow up, we are happy!

"Okay! The old village chief is right!" the whole village echoed in unison.

The young man didn't expect that the village chief could remember his affairs so clearly, and as a junior, he didn't dare to say anything, so he respectfully saluted all the blind dates, raised his wine glass and drank it all. Several disciples also stood up, bowed to the whole village, and drank the wine in their cups with the master.

"This second cup, our village came to six guests from afar, this one is a fairy-like figure, we may be able to break out of the hall outside, indispensable for their help, today to visit the village, is a great honor for our village, let us toast all the guests a glass, let the guests taste the spirits brewed in our Luoxia Village!"

"All right, ladies and gentlemen!"

The disciples saluted respectfully again and drank the wine.

"Haha, this third cup, we should respect Tianxu's father and mother, and give birth to such a good child for our village! Hey, Tianxu's child is different from ordinary children, and his father and mother are also heartbroken for him, haha, don't say much, do it!"

Tianxu's father and mother have only understood how many things their son has done at this moment, think about it, both happy and sad, happy that the child has such a great ability, sad that the child who has just turned fifteen, how much risk he has suffered from doing these things, how many sins he has suffered, how much suffering he has suffered, this cup of wine The old couple drank with mixed feelings.

After these three glasses of wine, everyone was drunk, and the atmosphere began to be lively.

Song Mozhong chatted with Li Wanshan and several old people in the village, talking about Confucianism in Shu, talking about Lijia Village in the past, and talking about the great changes in Luoxia Village.

Zhao Siwu and Feng Qi are a carpenter and a stonemason, their cultivation is quite comparable, and their temper is matched, and the wine is drunk one after another, from skill to cultivation, they can speak freely.

Izumo and Li Zude had a very happy conversation, one Buddha nature, one Taoist heart, mutual verification, and the wine was even more to the bottom.

Huahai accompanied Tianxu's mother and told the old man about Tianxu's trivial things.

Shi Dangdang told Li Zuyi about the situation of Tianxu's sword competition that day, and when he heard Li Zuyi's heart, he knew that what Tianxu said was true.

It's the story of Qiuyang, who is not good at drinking, and dragged Tianxu's little sister to the lecturer, and then somehow, he actually took out the clear spring and taught the little sister to play the piano on the empty table on the side.

The boy was completely relaxed tonight, and the elders of the village, almost not a single one was left behind, all toasted, and then fell asleep to the music of the clear spring......

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The young Edgeworth is thousands of miles above Shenzhou, surrounded by thick black clouds rolling, full of evil, bloody, and vicious aura, and there is a state of affairs that envelops all the heavens and the earth, and the places covered by black clouds are full of bloody wind and rain, wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, and ghosts crying wolves. Further up, within the thirty-three heavens, the gods and Buddhas in the sky and the overwhelming demons were fighting hard, and they gradually couldn't resist the attack of the demons, and the dark clouds over Shenzhou had begun to churn. The road is one foot high, the magic is one foot high, the light and shadow of the magic weapons and spells in the sky are gradually thinning, the gods and Buddhas retreat in embarrassment, the black clouds are inevitable, the dark clouds are gradually darkening, thickening, and the bloody breath is coming.

The young man was terrified, he seemed to see the creatures on the earth suffering from misery, and the land of Shenzhou exorcised demons and danced wildly. At this time, the Ancestor descended from the Thirty-Fourth Heaven and looked at him with a smile, and the young man hurriedly asked, "Ancestor, what should I do?" The Ancestor still smiled and did not answer.

The flames were burning in the land of China, the rivers were breaking the dikes and flowing wantonly, and the black clouds were filled with wanton laughter like night owls

"Master, teach me, what should I do?"

The ancestor still didn't answer, just looked at it with a smile, and the figure gradually disappeared and gradually faded away

The surging black clouds instantly engulfed the boy, and countless demons and ghosts opened their bloody mouths, brandishing bloody knives and forks to pounce on him from all sides!

"Ahh

The little sister who watched the prank was smiling proudly, only to realize that she was dreaming just now, lying on the familiar bed, the sun spilled in, and half of it was covered by the little sister.

Yesterday I drank too much, more than everyone else.

"Brother is awake, mother, brother is awake!"

"Did you do it, your brother just came back, let him sleep more!

"Mother, no, my brother woke up by himself!"

"Mother, it shouldn't be a little sister!"

"My brother is just good!"

"Brother, I see that you looked very scary just now, did you have a nightmare, I just woke you up. ”

"Yes, thanks to the little sister, without the little sister, the elder brother was eaten by the monster, and one was rewarded. ”

"Don't, don't, you go kiss Sister Xin'er!"

The little sister ran away with a smile.

"Sister Xin'er, is it......"The young man didn't know that more than a month ago, Xin'er had already captured his little sister and his mother with her sweet mouth.

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"Mother, you're tired, what about my father?"

"Your father, this morning, I taught your disciples to practice swords in the same place where you practice swords every day!"

"Oh!

"Slow down, call them back, the meal is ready!"

In the village square, the father is teaching six people to practice swords, there are many onlookers in the village, and some children are learning on the side, among these six disciples, not to mention the deepest swordsmanship skills are Qiuyang, except for Qiuyang is Izumo, the rest of the disciples have basically never learned swords, Shi Dare should take stone as a magic weapon, Feng Qi uses silver bricks as a magic weapon, and the sea of flowers will hardly attack, Song Mozhong only pays attention to Confucianism, only Qiuyang has learned swordsmanship from Shen Chengyue for two years, and is determined to be a sword fairy, Izumo will dance a few peachwood swords in front of the altar, how can there be a level of Li Zuyi's immersion in kendo for decades。

When Shi Dangdang learned that Shizun's sword originated from a family heirloom last night, and he got a response when he said that we wanted to learn swords from Shizu, Li Zuyi was also very happy, and really took out Shizu's style, saying that he practiced swords in the square every morning, but early in the morning, these six people were already waiting here. Looking at everyone's sword-holding posture, the strength was enough to shake their heads, so they started teaching from the basic sword-holding style, and the feeling was simply the feeling of a kendo master.

Shi Dangdang held a stone sword, Feng Qiyi held a silver sword, Huahai held a flower and wood sword, Song Mozhong held an iron sword, which was a sword practiced by the master at home, Izumo a peach wood sword, Qiuyang held an ice sword, and all kinds of swords learned Li Zuyi's sword style in the morning sun. If in the eyes of outsiders, where is this a mountain village, this is an immortal gate, even if it is an immortal gate, it is impossible to gather such a variety of immortal swords.

This Confucian sword trick is most suitable when there is a father in charge, and when the young man makes a move, this Luoxia Village should become the first academy of Confucianism! In the future, it will be built as the first academy in the world. This time to go to the national capital, must strive for the opinion of the uncle, this Luoxia Village embodies the great efforts of the uncle, and the master is also here to pass away, guarding the land here for thousands of years, so that the master Jiuquan will see the Confucianism take off again, that is, from Luoxia Village to take off again.

Thinking of this, the blood surged, the thoughts were accessible, the mind was smooth, coupled with the perception when comparing the sword with Zhang Mingming, the sword intent actually broke through, and at this moment there is only one Confucian sword between heaven and earth, smiling proudly in the sky, looking at the world. The young man let out a long roar, like a dragon's groan, breaking the tranquility of the village, echoing in the green mountains on all sides, and the surging sword qi went straight into the sky!

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The three Xiao fairies of the Great Snow Mountain were cultivating together, and suddenly felt that a surging sword intent in Luoxia Village broke through the sky, it was a sword qi without the momentum of the immortal family, and the pure sword intent was no longer inferior to the superior sword intent of the immortal family.

"Senior sister, senior sister, I'm going back, it's estimated that my precious apprentice's brother Xu is back, if I don't let her go down the mountain once, maybe how will she hate me in the future!"

"Okay, if you want to put it together, I often miss it that Chen'er. They also once escaped together, and their relationship is also good. ”

"This disciple of mine grew up watching that Li Tianxu's bare buttocks, and he already has immunity. ”

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Today is the Luoxia Village since the establishment of the school, the most students, but also the most miscellaneous class, the old village chief is a student below, the teacher is Song Mozhong, the great Confucian from Shuzhong, it is also the first time to lecture in such a grand school, and it is also the first time to give a lecture to the teacher.

The first two rows are more than a dozen schoolchildren in the village, Tianxu and his classmates are still sitting together, no different from the previous two months, and then there are five disciples in the back, and then there are some old people in the village, and there are four female babies at the back.

When all the students stood up to salute Mr., Song Mozhong almost cried, traveled to the north, only met Li Tianxu, only found the hope of revitalizing Confucianism, only to Dachen, in Luoxia Village, he finally saw that hope is about to become a reality, Confucianism is really thriving, really as the master said, this will become the first and largest Confucian academy in the world.

Therefore, in this class, the old gentleman spoke very carefully, and the subdued and surging voice was transmitted far away, and the villagers heard the voice of the teaching gentleman, which was only two months of steadfastness and joy.

Song Mozhong may not have thought that in the future, he would become the first president of Luoxia Academy, the largest Confucian academy in the world, but it was on this morning that the villagers of Luoxia Village recognized this dean.