"Brother Xiaohu is really a genius, and his skills are even more powerful than the kung fu on his body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Kong Shengqiu looked at Chen Xiaohu, who was debating with several business tycoons not far away, and said with a smile.

"Open up the muscles and veins, the potential of the body is completely released, from the mind to the body will be far beyond ordinary people, plus his Dao heart, this path is just right for him. ”

Wu Xiaotian was also pleased, Xiaohu could become the leader of the alliance and his great merit, at least he was in charge, and those masters did not dare to bully the small, and the momentum was enough to suppress the other party.

Of course, for Wu Xiaotian, this is also a kind of red dust experience, although it is only a few days, but the experience of Wu Xiaotian is not comparable to martial arts.

When he was a killer, he was fearless in his whereabouts, regardless of your wealth and power, his life was out of his own hands, and once he succeeded, he would get out, and let the sky fall apart afterwards and I didn't care about it.

But now, since agreeing to Lu Changfeng's request, I have found that the impermanence of people's hearts is the most difficult to fathom, and the power of power is by no means something that one person can oppose.

For example, Namu Tianci sent a killer to assassinate himself, and even if he had monstrous power, he couldn't let it go, but now he can't do it, once he kills this person, I'm afraid it will be a big disaster for the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, not to mention the position of the leader of the alliance.

Each of the forces in the Chinese Chamber of Commerce is intrigued, and if it could be solved by force alone, Lu Changfeng would have settled it long ago.

Also, Wu Xiaotian is also contaminated with a lot of causes and effects, such as Guan Tianxiang naturally will not give up, and Mu Tianci, he was injured by his own soul, once he finds out, I am afraid that the Mu family will have thunderous anger, these causes and effects must be borne by Wu Xiaotian, of course, since he has done it, he is not afraid, as long as he is worthy of the Dao Heart, he will not regret it if he dies.

For him, it's just another practice.

"I don't need anything here anymore, go see your father, what kind of person is this martial immortal......... ”

The Confucian family is the oldest and most famous family in China, which has lasted for more than 2,000 years, and now there are more than 70 generations of family members.

The family is so large, but it is insignificant compared to the contribution made by the Kong family to Huaxia.

Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, this is the wealth left by the Confucian saints, this is the spiritual foundation of the Chinese people, as long as the foundation continues, the Chinese civilization will not be broken, from this point of view, the Confucian saints created the Chinese civilization, no wonder later generations often say that there is no Confucian saint in the world, the eternal is like a long night, this also has a certain truth.

In modern times, the ideas of Confucius are even more respected by the state, especially the propriety and faith, which are lacking in the Chinese people today.

Courtesy is quality, faith is morality, quality is appearance, morality is internal, both are indispensable, which is faintly consistent with the internal and external cultivation of martial arts.

Wu Xiaotian and Kong Shengqiu walked in a dense forest of pines and cypresses, it was almost midwinter at this time, a heavy snow had just passed, it was the time when everything was withering, but the surrounding trees were tall and towering and still green and lush, even Wu Xiaotian felt a sense of vitality while walking.

This place is the famous Kong Lim.

The ancients were prominent in life, and they should be solemn after death, and every dignitary and dignitary had to think hard about the place where they lived after death, especially countless emperors.

Like the Emperor Qin, the first emperor of the ages, he exhausted his national strength and had to cultivate the afterlife for himself, and the scale was enough to make people more than two thousand years later breathtaking.

But even if it is the ancestor of the Qin Emperor, the Han Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty, the descendants are just called the emperor's tomb, the mausoleum, and the soil bag, even if you are illustrious in life, after death is just a handful of loess.

But this Confucius is not so, the descendants with wood with soil, its deep meaning far beyond the emperor, the soil is buried, wood for life, vitality is immortal through the ages, just as the culture of Confucius is immortal, how can these emperors compare?

The large radius of the Confucian forest is several miles, countless ancient trees are solemn and towering, during which the ancient tablet floors are endless, each of which has a history, and each one makes people stop.

Walking and walking, a huge stone archway is shown in front, six pillars and five rooms on the fifth floor, the book "eternal Changchun" four words, the stone workshop is carved with the dragon, the phoenix, the unicorn, the horse, the spotted deer, the group flower, the auspicious clouds and other exquisite patterns, the momentum is magnificent, the shape is beautiful.

"Eternal Changchun, a good name, a good name, and the countless trees around it complement each other. ”

Wu Xiaotian was also amazed when he saw it.

"This is the ancient Changchun Fang, which has a history of nearly 500 years. ”

Kong Shengqiu followed behind and explained.

Soon, the two passed through a long road, the cypress on both sides of the road towered, and surrounded by a red wall solemn and solemn, at the end of the Shinto a high gate upstairs on the book "Holy Forest" three big characters, the big characters were written by the emperors of later generations personally, and the majesty was cast by the national fortune to the extreme.

"The most holy, so powerful, I'm afraid that the only one in the world who can dare to call it like this is Kong Sheng. ”

Wu Xiaotian looked up and sighed with emotion.

After walking forward for a few hundred meters, Kong Shengqiu behind suddenly stood up and stopped advancing.

"Brother Xiaotian, further on is the sleeping place of the ancestors, and I will not accompany my brother. ”

With that, he turned and left.

Wu Xiaotian didn't move forward, just stood in place and closed his eyes as if he was thinking.

"This hole forest is backed by the remnants of Mount Tai, from the Qucheng and the hole, the water of Susi gathers in it, it is really a treasure of feng shui. ”

Wu Xiaotian said slowly.

Although he does not know feng shui, but the thick breath of this place makes him feel calm, especially this Mount Tai, since ancient times is the place where the emperor respects the sky, after respecting the heavens, it represents the recognition of the heavens, at this time can become the real son of heaven, which is in line with the principle of the unity of heaven and man, although this principle is ethereal, but it represents the orthodoxy of the country, and has been recognized by the Chinese people for thousands of years.

Tens of millions of people's hearts can condense the momentum, this momentum is without a trace, but the ancient feng shui masters can use the compass to measure, and the foundation is the treasure of feng shui, but Wu Xiaotian has reached the realm of contemplating things with his heart, from this point of view, it is more powerful than many feng shui masters.

"Rustle.......... ”

There was a sudden sound in front of him, and Wu Xiaotian opened his eyes to find an old man in a plain robe sweeping the snow there.

After the heavy snowfall, there was snow in Kong Lin, and there was half a foot of white snow on the flat ground, Kong Lin was too big, several miles in a radius, and it would probably take hundreds of people to work at the same time to clean up the snow on the ground, but Wu Xiaotian didn't see anyone along the way, only the old man in front of him was slowly sweeping here.

"You are the saint of Wen. ”

Wu Xiaotian said slowly.

"Wen Sheng, such a big name, this is the most holy resting place, who dares to call it holy except him? I am an old man sweeping the floor. ”

The old man had a black black bamboo broom in his hand, and he swept a few square meters of space between the snow at will, and it was clean, and this hand was very human.

"Yes, you are not a Wen Sheng, you are just Kong Bufan, and the Dao heart of Wen Sheng has been shattered. ”

"Haha, the young man said the wrong .......... ”

The old man pointed his broom to the side and looked up and said.

"Oh, was I wrong?"

Wu Xiaotian was a little stunned.