"rǔ stinky is not dry!" Hearing the two young voices behind him, the old demon of Montenegro laughed strangely, his voice was sharp and thin, higher and higher, straight into the sky, for a long time, obviously he also performed the technique of transmitting sound for thousands of miles. The three people who spoke just now, the old demon of Montenegro knew in his heart that they were all the three great masters of Confucianism who challenged him, and naturally Zhang Juzheng, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, who had been cultivating Haoran righteousness for a long time, and his Confucian skills were unfathomable.

The other two are rising stars, Liu Zongzhou of Jiangsu, Zhejiang Mountain and Fujian Pujiang Huangdao Zhou, Mr. Yihaoshan Yīn, Mr. No. 1 Shizhai, aged only over 20, but the talent of the two is simply ancient and modern, read the Tao of Confucius and Mencius at the age of two, read and studied the Four Books and Five Classics, Zhu Zi's aphorisms, and know the great righteousness and benevolence. At the age of six, he read the Book of Changes, connected the mountains, and returned to Tibet. At the age of eight, Jīng studied the river Tuluo book, and at the age of ten, he participated in the innate Tai Chi and the five elements of yīn yang.

Later, he turned to the Confucian unification of self-cultivation, read thousands of books, traveled thousands of miles, walked all over the land inside and outside the Chinese Guan, traveled through the mountains, and the two met a strange fate, and their skills advanced by leaps and bounds, a thousand miles. Almost at the same time, after the age of eighteen, the meridians of the whole body were passed, and the physical body reached its peak, and then the qi was refined and the gods were transformed, and the Confucian realm of heaven and man was comprehended, and the mana entered an unfathomable realm.

The two of them are now old, but they are not much older than Wang Zhong, but the difference in mana is not 108,000 miles, Wang Zhong is now just a kid who has just started, and these two are already world-famous Confucian masters, and they are more qualified to challenge the old demon of Montenegro.

Although Wang Zhong is brave and fierce, he points directly to his heart, and has the idea of moving forward and having no taboos.

But in terms of qualifications, it can't be compared with the two, because someone is born a genius, Confucianism has three for, one is self-cultivation, two is governing the country, and three is leveling the world, all Confucian students almost take this as their lifelong ideal and pursuit, Huang Daozhou, Liu Zongzhou, the way of self-cultivation has been completed, and it is the time to govern the country and level the world. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the two young Confucian masters are not afraid of the world's first demon.

As soon as the voice of the old demon of Montenegro came out, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

At the same time, in a jīng Qiao academy in the city of Yiīn, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, a young man wearing a blue and white Confucian suit, a scarf on his head, and a goose feather fan in his hand looked up at the sky.

The young man stood casually, his body seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment, the slight wind blew, the Confucian clothes fluttered, the body was unusually tall, the houses on all sides, the red walls, the rockeries, and the big trees were obviously shorter in front of the young man.

No matter how tall and burly the man was, standing in front of this young man, he did not feel tall, but like a child.

This young man was none other than Mr. Liu Zongzhou, one of the three great masters of Confucianism in the world.

At this time, Liu Zongzhou looked up at the sky in the north, holding a feather fan and standing with his hands in his hands, his lips moved slightly, and suddenly, the extremely high sky red light flashed, and then the sound was like thunder rolling down, and it was even more sharp and piercing.

"rǔ stinky undry !!!!"

"rǔ stinky undry !!!!"

"rǔ stinky undry ......"

The entire academy was shaken by this sound, Liu Zongzhou was shocked, snorted, waved the feather fan in his hand, and a large stream of purple qi emitted out, covering the ground within a radius of three or four miles in an instant, sending out the vast purple qi that he had cultivated to cover the academy, and the voice of the old demon of the Black Mountain suddenly became smaller.

With such a big change, the thirty or forty scholars who were studying in the academy panicked and ran out in a hurry.

"Don't panic, Mr. often says that Mount Tai collapses in front and does not change the face, this is the temperament of Confucianism. Hurry back to your seats. A young and young child's voice made a very loud voice, and I saw a scholar among the thirty-four scholars who was five or six years old, combing a two-horned girl and waving his hand to tell everyone to be stable, well-commanded, and faintly with the demeanor of a general.

Liu Zong looked at it on Monday, nodded secretly, beckoned, and the scholar hurriedly came over, bowed respectfully, and lowered his head, "What does Mr. have to teach?" Liu Zongzhou saw that he had a good manners and was very standard, yes, he couldn't help but nod secretly. "What's your name?"

"Mr. Hui, the student's surname is Huang, and his father's name is Zongxi. The scholar replied unhurriedly.

"Oh, do you want to learn the way of self-cultivation from me?" asked Liu Zongzhou.

Huang Zongxi's eyes lit up and he was very happy, then he lowered his head and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your teaching." ”

Liu Zongzhou sighed, looked at the northern sky and shook his head, and walked into the depths of the academy.

Wudang Mountain.

"Hum ......" two muffled hums came from the far south, the confidence was obviously much smaller, it turned out that the power of the old demon of Montenegro shocked the two young Confucian masters, not waiting for Zhang Juzheng to come out of the capital, the old demon of Montenegro laughed strangely, and let out a wolf howl seemed to scream, the sound wave rolled, stirred in all directions, pierced through the golden cracked stones, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed, flying sand and stones, the trees were crooked, the stones were rolling, almost the entire Wudang Mountain was shaking, and the momentum was fierce to the extreme!

"Not only are you no one in the Central Plains!, even in this world, there is no one!" The old demon of Montenegro stepped on the black cloud flames, floating in the air, his silver hair stood upright, the green light in his eyes was great, his face was cold, but his mouth let out a laugh, "I was born and I was not born, I was born and I am old, Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng, since you sloppy Taoist took the last step, there is no one in the world." ”

The old demon of Montenegro floated in the air like a fierce god, the black evil qi around his body swirled and flew, the flames rose and fell, and the huge monstrous fierce aura covered the whole audience. Wang Xianren and Qi Jiguang in the field had solemn faces, their eyes were fixed on the old demon, and Mingde Daoist tightly grabbed the folding fan with "River Entering the Sea" in his hand, and cold sweat broke out in his palm.

"Senior Brother in charge!" Several white qi came up from the Taoist temple under the Tianzhu Peak, like a white rainbow, falling not far away, showing their figures, but it was a few Taoist people wearing Taoist coats, it turned out that this battle alarmed the major elders of the Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao, seeing that the strong enemy was coming, they all exerted their magical powers of volleying and voiding, and flew up to the Tianzhu Peak.

One by one, the disciples of the Xuantian Ascending Dragon Dao jumped in the mountains, performing light body skills, and after a while, they all rushed up, standing behind Wang Xianren, and more than a dozen of them put on a three-yīn demon killing knife starting pose. As long as the old demon of Montenegro makes a move, he will immediately suffer from thousands of three yīn sword qi.

"It's better to come together, so that I don't have to work too hard. The old demon of Montenegro didn't think so at all, as soon as he raised his hand, he was about to make a move, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.

Suddenly, there was a faint Sanskrit chant in the western sky, this Sanskrit chant was very ethereal, the filaments were very slight, the old demon of Montenegro moved his ears, his eyes blinked, turned to the west, looked at the extremely high sky, and what was imprinted into the pupils was a huge Buddha intertwined with the brilliance of gold, which was a big rì Rulai.

The shadow of this great statue flickered in the far western sky and disappeared as if it had never existed.

"Great rì Rulai Yuan Shen Yin!" "The old demon of the Black Mountain pointed with his hand, and a Yuan Shen turned into a flame throne, and sat on it himself, "Since Ba Si Pa, Yu has cultivated it. ”

There was another wolf howl, and the old demon of Montenegro turned into a shocking black qi and went straight to the north, "Wang Xianren, after the first battle of Hetuala, I will destroy your Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao again, and let you live for a few more months." The voice came, and it was clearly audible, the old demon of Montenegro had disappeared, and the people present did not dare to chase it.

"Could it be that my Central Plains is really exhausted, not only has the old demon of Montenegro come out of the demon king, but there are also people in the xīzàng Esoteric Sect who have cultivated the Great Rì Rulai Yuan Shen Seal. The Manchu and Mongolian tribes, I have been looking at the tiger for a long time, and now I am afraid that it will not be like a tiger. Wang Xianren saw the old demon of Montenegro retreating, but his heart did not relax at all, everyone present was worried and hurried, just now there was a golden shadow of the Buddha in the west, these masters naturally saw it.

"It may not be my benefit, the old demon of Montenegro is not in agreement with Esotericism, maybe I will take advantage of the fisherman. Mingde finally relented, shook the folding fan, and fanned the cool breeze a few times.

"There is no way to speculate, only after the battle of Hetuala, can we really see the difference," Qi Jiguang collected the rotten silver gun, "Fujian, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shandong coastal areas are rampant, I want to lead the army to resist the enemy, it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, then go to the border to meet each other, and leave." With that, he flew away, and a metallic silver light rushed out from the top of his head, wrapped his body in a blink of an eye, and went down the cliff, seeing that he was heading south, this number one master of the military family, came and went quickly.

Changbai Mountain.

"What is the Great Rì Rulai Yuan Shen Yin?" Wang Zhong took eight steps apart, standing in the forest, surrounded by tall trees, interspersed with dwarf and dense shrubs, suddenly a white shadow was frightened, and rushed out of the bushes, only to see a white line, the speed was extremely fast, Wang Zhong waved his hand, a ball of black gas the size of a fan flew out with five fingers, turned into a giant palm, and held down the white shadow seven or eight zhang away, it turned out to be a rabbit.

Lu Na sat on a fallen tree next to her, cushioned with tiger skin, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, she didn't know what was ringing, she heard Wang Zhong ask, and saw Wang Zhong use Xuan yīn black snatching ** to grab the rabbit, and her eyes suddenly lit up.