"The literary atmosphere is long!" Chen Hanning let out a long series of proud laughter, the divine light fell, and a sculpture of a saint appeared in his hand, this saint was the first person of the ancient princes, the holy master Confucius.

After Confucius appeared, there was an invisible divine force descending in his sea of consciousness, which was neither domineering nor arrogant, but made people want to worship from the bottom of their hearts.

"The sons went away to the sky, Confucianism and Taoism have declined since then, and the literary atmosphere is not visible in the world, I can't bear to see the people of later generations collapse and be happy, so I left four volumes of Confucianism and Taoism, which were placed in four sculptures respectively, waiting for people to obtain. ”

Confucius's voice resounded in Chen Hanning's mind, and the next moment, scene after scene appeared in his consciousness.

The blue-shirted Confucian looked at the dynasty that forced the people to sit on various things, and sighed: "His body is upright, and he will not be ordered, and his body is not right, although he will not obey the order." ”

He abandoned his official position, traveled the world, and saw the mighty and endless rivers, he sighed: "The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night." ”

He established an academy, educated all the people, and let the children of the poor families study and study proudly, and in the face of the questioning of the nobles, he just looked at the other party calmly and said: "There is no class in teaching." ”

When he was famous all over the world and everyone respected him as a saint, when he met two children arguing, he was convinced: "If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher." ”

Scene after scene appeared in his mind, his consciousness slowly sinking into darkness, and when he woke up again, his consciousness returned to his body.

"Smack!" The first thing he did was to slap Li Xuanji's face with his backhand, smooth as jade, and a huge slap mark appeared in an instant, and he scolded angrily: "Slut, slut! Take the initiative to run into someone else's bed! I Chen Hanning don't have such a wife! I don't know who your child was born with!"

Li Xuanji still wanted to struggle, but Chen Hanning's own talent and learning were really good, and after getting the method of Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, he immediately communicated with the long river of culture, and converted his knowledge into Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, and he was already the fifth of the five grades of Confucianism and Taoism.

Confucianism and Taoism cultivation is divided into three grades, each grade is divided into five grades, the lower five grades are literacy, Mengxue, enlightenment, fire, Dengwen Mountain, the middle five grades are children, Xiucai, lifting people, Jinshi, breaking 10,000 volumes, the upper five grades are doctors, Confucianism, great Confucianism, Confucianism, Confucianism, casting the sacred heart.

Even if Li Xuanji resisted desperately, how could he be Chen Hanning's opponent, watching Li Xuanji resist, he sneered, and slapped Li Xuanji in the face with his backhand, and scolded angrily: "Slut, you still dare to resist! I will get on you first, and then kill Zhang Hongzhuan!"

He was frustrated for several years, and this adventure in Chad suddenly became inflated, and he only felt that he was better than everyone in this world, which is also a common disease of countless people who have got a great opportunity, arrogant, killing people and families at every turn, riding wives and daughters, thinking that they were happy.

The Supreme Treasure heard the cry in the room, and his anger suddenly burned, and he turned around and kicked the door open, and walked over it in a light step, as if falling from the sky, his eyes were full of coldness.

In his opinion, Chen Hanning, who has no ability to do this, has eaten his wife's soft rice for several years, can still say such things and behave like this, and has nothing to do with beasts!

"Who are you?!" Chen Hanning was shocked and angry, the Supreme Treasure washed Wen Yutang with blood, the smell of blood on his body had not yet dissipated, and he could smell it from afar, coupled with the undisguised killing intent in his golden eyes, it made him feel a chill behind him.

However, thinking that he had got a great opportunity, the method of Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, his heart rose up again, and he sneered coldly: "Aren't you the little white face raised by this slut?

As soon as Chen Hanning's words fell, Supreme Treasure felt that his scalp was numb, and his anger rushed to his brain uncontrollably, and his face turned red, in his heart, every mother who is willing to give up everything to protect her child is great and cannot be blasphemed!

Call!

His fists clenched suddenly, he stepped on his feet, and rushed over in the blink of an eye, so close that he could knock Chen Hanning to the ground with just one punch!

Chen Hanning seemed to have been prepared, as early as when he said Wu Dalang, his body suddenly retreated a few feet, stretched out a finger, pointed at the Supreme Treasure, and suddenly shouted loudly: "The women of the Chen family are not ashamed, like wolves and tigers stealing men!"

casually is a limerick poem, angrily scolding the two people in front of him, the words have been spoken, and the words spoken one by one are like a sword, spurting out, and they are about to kill the pair of adulterers in front of them!

"Confucianism!" Two rays of light burst out in the eyes of the Supreme Treasure, and his body turned in mid-air, running towards Chen Hanning in another direction.

Since ancient times, the law of Confucianism and Taoism cultivation has been with martial arts, immortal three-legged, but since the Middle Ages, all the sons and saints have disappeared, and there has never been a saint in the world, the last person who cultivates the law of Confucianism and Taoism is Wang Yangming, who is respected as a semi-saint, but Wang Yangming is always one step away from becoming a saint, otherwise the world will call him Yangmingzi.

However, the Supreme Treasure has drawn from some secret records in the family that Wang Yangming is not unable to become a saint, but that there is no need for saints in the world, and the appearance of saints is a great challenge to the royal power of the dynasty, and it is also a huge impact on the inheritance and existence of the families of the saints of the sons, so the families of the sons and saints are united together and cut off Wang Yangming's road to sanctification.

Since then, the practice of Confucianism and Taoism has been cut off.

"Red apricots out of the wall Pan Jinlian, ten thousand arrows extinct Ximen Qing!"

Facing the Supreme Treasure who had changed one direction, Chen Hanning's lips twitched, and he chanted again, as soon as his poem came out, one word after another suddenly turned into countless sharp arrows, and in an instant, ten thousand arrows flew towards the Supreme Treasure.

"Ding Ding Ding!" The flying arrows hit the body of the Supreme Treasure, as if they had hit a bronze bell, making a clanging and crisp sound, but they could not break through the defense of the Supreme Treasure's body at all, and even a few arrows were directly bounced away, and the shafts of the arrows were bent.

"Kill!" The Supreme Treasure clenched his fists with both hands and slammed forward, scattering all the bows and arrows that continued to shoot at once, extremely fierce. The remaining momentum did not decrease by half at all, his arms trembled, and his muscles and muscles vibrated violently, making a sound like thunder, and a fist was imprinted on Chen Hanning's chest.

Syllable!

Chen Hanning was punched and flew out, slammed into the wall, and slowly slid down, and it was vaguely seen that there were many potholes on the wall, mixed with the sound of broken bones and Chen Hanning's heart-rending screams.

"You ......" The thing happened too quickly, and Li Xuanji's whole person was frightened, standing there unable to move a step, and her body was still trembling.

It's both excitement and fear.

The days with Chen Hanning have long been worse than death, and the only thing that supports her to live is that child, but what happened after the child was taken away made her hatred for Chen Hanning more and more intense, and today's events made her mind flicker with a trace of murder.

But even so, when you witness your husband being killed in front of you, you still feel this unbearable and guilty.

The golden eyes exuded a cold aura as cold as frost, a rich killing intent, and the fist of the Supreme Treasure was against his throat, and with a single stroke, he could take his life.

But he still stopped, because he was not the kind of protagonist who kills wherever he goes in the novel, so his hand stopped.

He thought for a while, looked into Chen Hanning's eyes and said, "Apologize to her, and swear never to ...... again" His ridiculously childish words were directly interrupted by Chen Hanning.

"Apologize? Hehe, I'm a scholar, a person who takes scientific examinations! Apologize to her as a woman in a green building? Are you dreaming!" Chen Hanning laughed, his eyes full of disdain.

He had long forgotten how he had pursued Li Xuanji frantically.

Before the poet gets a woman, he always writes poems to praise her beauty, and after getting it, the poems he writes are all longing for freedom.

Nothing more.

Chen Hanning looked at the two of them with disdain, and sneered: "Adulterer, you all have to go to hell! You dare to kill me? If you kill me, you will only let everyone know that she Li Xuanji is the second Pan Jinlian! And you are Ximen Qing!"

Li Xuanji's body shook violently, and she almost fell to the ground unsteadily, she was very angry why she was blind at the beginning, but she didn't know that women were always like this, she used to think that she was the real man, and later she would always cry and scold herself for being blind, even if there were more people to persuade her and stop her, it would only increase her determination even more.

Chen Hanning continued to laugh proudly: "Li Xuanji, you slut, come, let your adulterer kill me, come, come, come...... Ahh

Chen Hanning's voice stopped abruptly, and he let out a miserable scream on his deathbed, looking at the Supreme Treasure in disbelief, his eyes falling into boundless darkness little by little.

"Unwilling...... I'm not reconciled!"

"Li Xuanji, this slut, bitch!"

"I just got the cultivation method of Confucianism and Taoism, how can I die!"

"Why! Why! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill her!"

Countless negative emotions have all exploded.