Chapter 69: Confucianism

Han Yu held the sword in both hands, and within five zhang, he was shrouded in the righteousness of Haoran. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info ethereal literary atmosphere, although it is only a form of existence of the law of good luck, but this Haoran righteousness itself is majestic, and now it has Han Yu's terrifying sword intent, and the sword flower that is held up also has the power of ten thousand catties, and suddenly slashed towards the ink Jie, and the power is really beyond everyone's expectations.

Mo Jie's eyes were cold, and the giant made the wind grow into a steel giant that was more than ten feet high, and as soon as the big puppet technique was cast, the iron giant had already swung out a giant palm to block Han Yu's attack.

The Juzi Order contains the power of Mozi's merits, and it is also made of ancient iron, and the palm of the iron puppet immediately reversed Han Yu's sword, and the remaining strength handed out made his arms numb. Seeing that the strength of this puppet was actually not weaker than the Jiao Demon King's black Jiao true body, Han Yu let out a "hey", exhaled, and once again sent out a sword with all his strength.

The sword condensed all of his physical strength, and after a loud "bang", the iron giant retreated again and again. Han Yu castrated unabated, and the long sword shot straight at the ink sword.

It was almost dark in front of Mo Jie's eyes, but he was able to make the students of all factions bow willingly, and his own martial arts were also extraordinary. At the same time, he pinched out several strange handprints and put them on the Yin Hall, shouting: "Respect the heavenly ghosts, the ink power clone!" After finishing speaking, the light flashed, and the whole person actually disappeared into the iron giant.

The big puppet technique is unpredictable, and after cultivation, it can even refine the puppet into its own clone, thus breaking the restriction of Yangshou. However, the choice of this puppet is also extremely crucial, and the reason why Mo Jie has never forgotten the Beigong family's blue blood toad is because this toad is the key material for refining the upper puppet.

Now that this iron puppet is temporarily regarded as a clone, the iron giant who was originally dull-eyed seemed to have suddenly come to life, flipped his palms, and chased after Han Yu fiercely. This time he made a strong shot, and combined with the footwork of Mo Jie's floating light, it was like pushing the waves.

Fortunately, Han Yu reacted very quickly and flashed quickly. Who knew that the two palms that Mo Yu slapped, the front palm was empty, and the back palm was the real move, which completely depended on the direction of his evasion move, so when Han Yu dodged to the right, the right palm of the iron giant also followed, and it hit his right shoulder well.

However, Han Yu's body acupoints had already contained the mana of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, but this blow was self-deprecating, the qi splashed, and in the loud bang, the entire martial arts arena was full of sand and dust.

The people of Jixia School Palace are all shocked, the martial arts arena is all made of black stone, after wind and rain, no math students compete here, but the person who cracks the stone and breaks the platform is the first time.

The big squid was not surprised, hugging his shoulders, and he didn't look like a scholar at all. Beigong Bo's mouth was wide open, the Confucian disciples cultivated their qi and cultivated their bodies, and they all had martial arts, but they could fight with Mo Jie, who held the Juzi Order, and they were afraid that even the disciples of the military family who refined martial arts would not be able to do it. It's Lu Tiangong, Xu was saved by Han Yu's heroes, and at this moment it is brilliant and colorful, and he has long accepted the reality that his skills are not as good as others.

Mo Jie's heart was cold, and he was eaten by this mana, and instantly fell out of the state of the Great Puppet Technique, showing a human form, and bleeding in the sky. Juzi Ling also seemed to have exhausted the last of its strength, and the puppet disappeared in an instant, turning into a black token and shooting into the depths of Tianji Valley.

The change in Juzi Ling made the corners of Han Yu's mouth smile: "Can't hold your breath?"

In the Heavenly Machine Valley, the sages of the Ten Sects and the Nine Streams had long noticed the fluctuations coming from the martial arts arena. Mozi felt the unwillingness from Juzi Ling, frowned, and the corners of his mouth suddenly moved a few times.

Of course, Mo Jie was unwilling, in front of everyone's eyes, how could he lose to a newcomer, and what was even more odious was that this person was still a Confucian disciple. At this moment, a divine thought came, making him smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. The long sleeves were flying, and a "fake body" made of straw flew out, pinching up a long hair that fell from Han Yu's head, shuttling with both hands, and the burly-looking straw dummy soon became Han Yu's appearance, and the hair was also tied in it.

"Eight curses of life and death, Mo Jie, you dare to ......" Beigong Bo's face changed, "I don't want anything, stop it!" Before the words fell, I saw that Mo Jie's black hair was all white, and his face was bloody.

"Hmph, the shackles of the divine soul, the eight curses of life and death!" As Mo Jie's hands danced, the straw dummy was bloody, and it instantly formed a strange connection with Han Yu. The Mo family pays attention to respecting heaven and ghosts, and is the best at cursing techniques, but this kind of secret technique is extremely overdrawn for vitality, and no one dares to use it unless it is a last resort.

What's more, Han Yu is full of righteousness, and all evils are difficult to invade, and he can't help him with his words. It's just that secretly, Mozi cast a spell in the air, and he had already imprisoned the Confucian power in Han Yu's body.

Han Yu only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and he woke up again, and he had arrived at a bustling downtown area.

Seeing that Han Yu was sluggish, Mo Jie smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as his Dao heart is firm enough, he will be able to get out of this reincarnation illusion, and there will be many benefits......"

"You ......" Beigong Bo pointed at him, trembling with anger. The Eight Curses of Life and Death are a reincarnation illusion, and the Eight Curses of Life and Death are directed at people's hearts, and if they can come out, they will naturally make the Dao Heart more solidified and have many benefits. But the other party does not hesitate to spend his life to perform this method, where will he be kind. In Mo Jie's opinion, although Han Yu has learned an inexplicable swordsmanship, he is just a Confucian disciple who is just starting out, where can he fight to get rid of such a life and death illusion.

"Shameless!" Lu Tiangong frowned and scolded.

"Hmph, you really know each other, what, do you want to pit me together, what bullshit bets, it's all invalid!" Mo Jie looked suddenly enlightened, and glanced at Beigong Bo and Lu Tiangong with disdain.

"I'm fighting with you!" Beigong Bo was furious.

"After you are still a brave man, you will actually take advantage of the danger of others......" Mo Ji grinned and sneered.

Everyone present looked at each other, as if they had met Mo Jie for the first time. The higher the Taoism, the higher the moral cultivation. This Mo Ji grew up with a golden key since he was a child, pampered, but his own temperament is not flattering, if it is not for Mo Xue's success, countless truths make him look like a dog, where can he be bowed down by students of all factions. At this time, in order to plot against Han Yu, he consumed Shou Yuan's cultivation, but it made him trance, and his true face was completely revealed.

In the depths of Tianji Valley, the sages of all factions shook their heads, disagreeing with Mozi's practice of doting on his children and grandchildren.

"That Han Yu is tenacious, but he is a rare rising star in my Confucian sect, Xun Qian, you can go for a trip!" Kong Qiu said with a smile.

Xunzi opened his eyes and nodded to Kong and Meng, and after Baihuling and his party returned, he repaired his injuries with the help of the two saints. Although the blow of the Styx Ancestor was only a glimpse, it was terrifying to the masters of the various factions, even if there was no blood on the spot, it was also extremely seriously injured.

Besides, Han Yu was plotted by Mozi to fall into the illusion of the cycle of life and death, as if born from the heart, and all the changes in the illusion were all reflections of his worries. The grievances and grievances of the previous life, and the frightening steps of this life. He has the Heavenly Demon Eye to break through the delusion, and although these illusions are real, they are only a temporary loss of consciousness. However, it is rare for someone to waste their skills to help him see his true heart, and he will not miss it easily. immediately self-proclaimed the Heavenly Demon Eye, and began to sharpen his Dao heart in a down-to-earth manner.

When he came to his senses again, he found himself in a mysterious formation, "This is the Spirit Gathering Array?"

"That's right, it's the Spirit Gathering Array?" Xun Zi looked admiring, "Your speed of breaking free from the illusion is much faster than I imagined!" Han Yu fell into the illusion array, but Huang Tingjing was running on his own all the time, after Xunzi brought Han Yu and the three of them back to the Confucian Academy from the martial arts arena, he saw that Han Yu's body was full of vitality, and he was happy to hunt his heart, so he personally laid out a spirit gathering array in the room where Han Yu was staying, but he didn't expect that he had set up a large array on his front foot, and Han Yu sobered up on his back foot.

Han Yu found out that he was in an antique room, and he had already checked the portrait of Xunzi from the memory of the big squid, and immediately gave it up: "After learning from Han Yu after Confucianism, I have seen Lord Xunzi!"

"You are very good, very good, but Beigong Bo has chosen a good disciple for our Confucianism!"

"The adults praise falsely, and the feather is ashamed. Han Yu was neither humble nor arrogant.