The purple qi was all over the sky, spanning three thousand miles, and the blazing Haotian brilliance broke through the thick clouds, falling down above the nine heavens, pouring into Ling Xingmo's body, and the power exuded by the stunning pen in his hand became more and more powerful, faintly revealing a trace of the aura of a Confucian sage.

However, this sage aura is incomparably domineering, strong, and awe-inspiring!

Just as the ink was clicked, the all-encompassing Haotian brilliance suddenly dissipated, and the three thousand miles of purple qi suddenly drifted eastward, getting rid of Ling Xingmo's control, and two phoenix phantoms flew out of the purple qi and danced for nine days.

Without the replenishment of Haotian's power and the blessing of purple qi, Ling Xingmo's Confucian Absolute Style could only be terminated unwillingly.

"Knowing fate as a gentleman, knowing the saint as a sage, thousands of miles, thousands of books, the world is full of peaches and plums. ”

The poem was loud, and I saw an elegant white-clothed sage stepping on the green clouds, floating up, and stopping in the void at the same height as Ling Xingmo. Behind him, three thousand miles of purple qi suddenly converged, blending into the breeze on both sleeves, and the clouds were light and the wind was light.

When Ling Xingmo saw the comer, he bowed and saluted: "Ling Xingmo has seen Daxian. ”

That's right, the person who came was the great sage Yi Shuitu of Yunyang Academy, who had been sitting in Wucheng, and he was also the person who really made the high priest of the Yu clan change his complexion.

Although Ling Xingmo was extremely strong, he was only half a step away from entering the realm of the sage, but this half-step realm was like two worlds apart, which was extremely difficult to surpass.

Yi Shuitu looked at Ling Xingmo and asked, "The gentleman is afraid, do you know?"

"Fear the destiny of heaven, fear of adults, fear of the words of saints. Ling Xingmo put away the pen and replied respectfully.

Nodding, Yi Shuitu asked again: "Gentleman Jiusi, do you know?"

"Seeing Siming, Listening to Sicong, Se Siwen, Maung Sigong, Yan Sizhong, Thinking Quietly, Doubting and Asking, Thinking Hard, Seeing Righteousness. ”

Yi Shuitu nodded again: "Then your behavior, can you meditate, can you be afraid?"

"Thoughtful and fearless. Ling Xingmo straightened his back, frank and fearless.

Yi Shuitu sighed: "I know the origin of this matter, it originated from the Shangguan family, it was not as good as you, why don't you take care of your feathers?"

"Zi said: The gentleman is fearless and fearless, I will do it. The descendants of the Ling family were killed, and the gentleman was vengeful and fearless, and I did it. In that case, why be afraid, and what do you think?"

"The fault lies with the Ling family, the fault lies with the Shangguan family, do you still want to be obsessed?"

"Killing people pays for life, heaven and earth are right, what's wrong?" Ling Xingmo said angrily: "Today I am a gentleman, you are a great sage, it is difficult to say more." ”

"Hey, Ling Xingmo, you're paranoid. In Yunyang Academy, you are the third gentleman who has a chance to be promoted to the sage, but it's a pity. Yi Shuitu said, a rolled up calligraphy and painting appeared in his hand, and slowly unfolded, so bright that everyone had to close their eyes.

"Yi Shuitu, you...... I'm not willing......"

When he opened his eyes, Song Si saw that the image of a proud gentleman holding a brush appeared on the scroll in Yi Shuitu's hand, and it was the gentleman Ling Xingmo.

Song Si felt a little incredulous, and then looked at the sky, where was there still a trace of Ling Xingmo at this time?

"Ling Xingmo, I have suppressed you in the gentleman's map for two hundred years, hoping that you can leave the wrong path and comprehend the way of the sage as soon as possible. Sighing, Yi Shuitu rolled up the calligraphy and paintings, glanced at everyone present, and finally fixed his gaze on Song Si.

Yi Shuitu flicked his long sleeves, and a ball of purple qi flew out and entered Song Si's body. When he was in doubt, the black and white Taiji diagram under Song Si's feet reappeared, yin and yang were born together, and most of his serious injuries were suddenly gone.

With a light sigh, Yi Shuitu no longer stayed, turned around and drifted away, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Shangguan Yu saw Yi Shuitu leaving, Ling Xingmo was suppressed again, where did he dare to stay, turned around and ran, more than a dozen cultivators who cultivated evil ways chased after him tightly, wanting to capture this great Confucian and refine his Danqing blood.

At the critical moment, it was Yi Shui who went and returned, and with a palm, he annihilated a group of evil cultivators, and drifted away with Shangguan Yu.

After Yi Shuitu left, the high priest of the Yu clan thought about the transmission that this Confucian great sage gave him, and when Song Si finished breathing, he said with a smile: "Song Si Xiaoyou, I wonder if you can go back to Crane Snow City with me?"

"Thank you High Priest for your help, I still have important things to do first. ”

"What are you going to do? Can you talk to the old man, maybe he can help you." ”

Song Si was suspicious in his heart, the high priest of the Yu Clan wanted to help, it must be to invite him to Crane Snow City, but what did he have to do with the Yu Clan? Could it be because he had attracted the fighting intent of the two Crane Snow God Statues in the Arrow God Square last time?

However, the high priest of the Yu clan saved their lives, if he could repay them, Song Si would definitely repay them, but now saving Mo Xue was his first task, and it had been a year since he entered Kunxu Xing, and he didn't know how long the Tianshan Sect could suppress the toxicity in Mo Xue's body.

"In order to go to the Sword Domain to find the Holy Buddha Cicada and save people. ”

"Holy Buddha Cicada, I have heard that this is a spirit beast that only Buddhist monks can have, do you know who has this thing?"

"Killing monks does not leave Buddha. ”

"It's him! It's very difficult for you to get the Holy Buddha Cicada from him. He's moody, sometimes he's a Buddha, sometimes he's a Shura. He was the only one who took things from others, and very few things were received from him. And whoever tries to get something from him, even if it takes a single plant or tree, will be killed by him. ”

Song Si was silent, turned his head to look at Mo Liuli and Hongchen Yingyou, Mo Liuli didn't know the situation of killing monks without leaving Buddha, but Hongchen Yingyou knew, and felt Song Si looking at him, Hongchen Yingyou, who was healing with his eyes closed, nodded, and agreed with the words of the high priest of the Yu clan.

"Since the seniors have sued me about this, is there any way to obtain the Holy Buddha Cicada from the hands of killing the monk and not leaving the Buddha?"

The high priest of the Yu clan frowned and pondered, and after a few breaths, he took out a white jade Buddha bead from his sleeve and handed it to Song Si: "With this Buddha bead, you can get the Holy Buddha Cicada from the hands of the Buddha who kills the monk without leaving the Buddha." However, after you save people, you need to do one thing for my Yu clan. ”

Accepting the Buddha beads, Song Si nodded: "May I ask my senior, what do you need me to do for the Yu Clan?" If it goes against his heart, Song Si will refuse even if he breaks the contract." ”

The high priest of the Yu clan looked at Song Si and said with a smile: "This matter will not go against your heart, but please come to Crane Snow City after the matter is completed." ”

"Song Si, keep your word!"

"Hahaha, that's fine. Little friend, farewell, the old man is waiting for your arrival in Crane Snow City. The high priest of the Yu clan said, walked with his hands in his hands, one step at a time, and drifted away.

Song Si looked at the white jade Buddha bead in his hand and took a deep look in the direction of Crane Snow City.

Five hours later, the stars were full of the sky and the river, the hook moon hung in the dark, and after the war, seven people and one fox set up a fire and sat around the fire to talk.

The firewood beeped and burned, and the flames flew straight more than three feet high, illuminating the tired faces of everyone. Of course, the pot-bellied Zhuge had to be excluded, except for a sneak attack on Shangguan Yu once, which consumed a large amount of true yuan, he was not injured at all.

"Hehe, you can come to me if you are short of medicine, the healing pills here are enough. Zhuge stirred the firewood and said very eagerly.

Song Si glanced at Zhuge sneer.

Ye Yunlin glared at Zhuge with a snort.

Hongchen Yingyou glanced at Zhuge very intently.

The air seemed to have become very cold, Zhuge coughed lightly twice, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Good medicine is bitter and good for disease." Good medicine is bitter, good medicine is bitter. ”

No one responded, this atmosphere was very bad, Zhuge touched his bulging belly, and said: "This black elixir is made by me according to the immortal recipe obtained in an ancient cave mansion, and the medicinal effect is excellent, and it can save people when they only have one breath left." ”

When everyone heard that the black elixir turned out to be an immortal medicine, they couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity, bitterness and bitterness, it did have a good effect on their serious injuries, and on this point, they also planned to forgive Zhuge for intentionally or unintentionally concealing the fact that the pill was extremely bitter.

But Zhuge Yan's next sentence made them even have the heart to kill him on the spot.

"Although this black elixir is a semi-finished product that I tested, and it can't achieve the real elixir effect, but it has been verified on a few friends...... Zhuge stopped talking, and waved his hands again and again: "Three Taoist friends, don't mess around, Master Ben Dan is your life-saving benefactor!"

"Hit him! Ben Dao has been putting up with you for a long time!" Ye Yunlin took the lead in pounce, Song Si followed, and the two of them punched left and right, beating Zhuge into panda eyes, and then let go of his hand.

Zhuge was depressed and entangled, his cultivation had not yet broken through, and he couldn't escape from their palms at all, so he could only take two punches.

"You, you are simply a favor and revenge!" Zhuge rubbed the huge black circles under his eyes, pointed at Song Si and Ye Yunlin and shouted, "Wait, you will be seriously injured in the future, don't think about the elixir of Ben Danshi." ”

When Song Si and Ye Yunlin heard this, they immediately laughed and apologized, there was no discipline at all, and the Hongchen Yingyou who watched it had to turn sideways and pretend not to see it.

Dignified sword cultivation, there is no discipline like this, what kind of body is it! However, Zhuge Yan's half-finished black elixir is bitter, and the curative effect is indeed not bad, and Hongchen Yingyou feels that the injuries in his body have been healed by five or six layers. In normal times, I am afraid it will take at least three months to recover such an effect.

"You say, who is stronger, the Confucian Great Sage or the High Priest of the Yu Clan?" Murong Chen suddenly asked.

Song Si was silent, Ye Yunlin hesitated and didn't speak, Mo Liuli shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. Zhuge looked at Song Si and then at Murong Chen, sighed in his heart, and didn't speak.

Hongchen Yingyou saw a little clue in this team, smiled, picked up firewood, and said: "Confucian gentleman Ling Xingmo, when I fought with him, I felt that it was the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant. When the High Priest of the Yu Clan fought with Ling Xingmo, Ling Xingmo's cultivation became more and more unpredictable, and the specific strength of the High Priest of the Yu Clan, I estimate that it is one level higher than Ling Xingmo, and the gap in the realm should not be large. ”

Seeing today's war, Murong Chen truly understood the strength of Confucian cultivators and sages. One day, he will also reach such heights, at that time, no one in the world can bully him, and no one can hurt his relatives and friends around him.

Murong Chen watched the Red Dust Shadow Tour intently, waiting for the next analysis.

Because, he is also a Confucian cultivator!

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