"Poof!" Lei Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, the green vortex died, and he was also affected a little. However, it was not without the slightest gain, at least the "Wood Emperor" of the Wood Emperor Heaven was completely absorbed by the green vortex, and his "Aoki Supreme Thunder" went to the next level.

If he refines the Starry Sky Giant Tree Seed now, he is seventy percent sure that he can turn Aoki Thunder into a real "Aoki Supreme Thunder", and from now on, he will no longer need the help of "Chaos True Thunder".

"Qiang!" The sound of the piano changed again, Mr. Wen's hands were on the "Evil Qin", a sage style, but the sound of the piano played was sonorous and powerful, like the sound of war drums, full of a rigid taste, faintly, a large army of phantoms appeared in the sky, the shadows were sufficient, so not amazing.

"Li Qingshan, the old man's piano is called the Evil Qin. As the name suggests, it is specially created to destroy demons, I will give you a chance, if you surrender now, I guarantee that you will never be hurt again!"

It's just that Lei Yu is not an ordinary cultivator. His mind turned into a shroud of light, allowing the sound of the piano to burst, but it could not cause him the slightest harm.

"Mr. Wen, I, Li Qingshan, respect you as a Confucian and cultivate the spirit of Haoran, but I don't want you to be in the same stream as Mu Huangtian and ruin the reputation of Confucianism. If this news gets out, I'm afraid you'll be ruined in an instant. ”

Lei Yu said that if Confucianism has a heavy name, if it can hit Mr. Wen from a reputation, it will definitely hurt him much more seriously.

Hearing this, Mr. Wen smiled elegantly, he was wearing a white Confucian robe, his face was handsome, and he had an elegant temperament. In addition, he is middle-aged, and a kind of calmness naturally spreads, and every move has a taste that is in line with the true celebrity of Confucianism.

"Yes, Li Qingshan, what you said is what my Confucian disciples are convinced of. However, the old man is not an ordinary Confucian child, this is the Thunder Continent, not a Confucian academy, and everything is still based on strength. If the strength is not enough, no matter how big the words are, it is just a lie!"

"Besides, this is in Tianfengpo again, are you confident that you can escape the palm of the old man's hand?"

Mr. Wen smiled quietly, did not move, his hands played on the "evil qin", an ancient song rose up, a light and elegant meaning permeated the void, like mountains and flowing water, beautiful and abnormal, completely lost the sonorous sound just now.

The silver-white light spread in the sky, the strings of the guqin were leisurely, and there was a wonderful feeling between every vibration, Lei Yu only felt that he was in the fairy realm, and the fairy music filled his ears, which was the most beautiful natural sound.

"It's not good, this is the effect of the 'Evil Qin'!" Suddenly, Lei Yu's heart was shocked, the original wonderful feeling completely disappeared, and a large strand of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he was seriously ill.

Xianle is wonderful, but in this beauty, there is a murderous intention. If he indulges in it again, I'm afraid he will be separated.

"Hey, good boy, your cultivation is only at the peak of the tenth order of the Lei Dan stage, but the divine thoughts have already reached the thunder infant stage, and you have more and more surprises for the old man. But that's the fun, or it's going to be fun. ”

A trace of consternation appeared on Mr. Wen's face, his "Evil Qin" was refined by a great Confucian Confucian after a hundred years of refining, which contained a Confucian aura and could produce a majestic sound. If it was an ordinary Lei Dan stage cultivator, after hearing this mighty voice, he would have to indulge in at least a stick of incense, but it only took Lei Yu a moment to recover, which was really beyond his expectations.

It's just that there is a huge difference in cultivation between the two, even if Lei Yu comes to his senses again, Mr. Wen's face is still very calm.

He stroked the piano with both hands, sat upright on the clouds, and for the first time a solemn look appeared on his face. Five strings played, a simple and leisurely song was played, the sound of the piano curled like smoke clouds, indifferent like a spring breeze, but then the tune changed again, vaguely, a great Confucian appeared.

This great Confucian has a hazy face, covered by a silvery white light, wearing a doctor's crown, wearing a cyan robe, his body is as straight as a pillar, and his whole body is filled with a majestic aura, as if he is a real sage.

Confucian classics came out of the mouth of this great Confucian, and some sentences containing Confucian wisdom appeared in the sky, each sentence was heavier than Mount Tai, and pressed towards Lei Yu, as if to overwhelm Lei Yu.

The majesty of Confucianism is like the Hanhai, and the great Confucian is an ancient sage, who controls the Hanhai, with turbulent waves and endless.

Lei Yu's ears were filled with Confucian classics, endlessly, and every sentence and word seemed to be full of truth, and no matter how much he refutated, these sentences could not be completely eliminated.

These sentences are all summarized by the great Confucians of the Confucian dynasties, and after countless scrutiny, although sometimes Lei Yu feels some problems when he sees these sentences, but after a while, there will be another kind of sentence to fill in them, and all these problems will be repaired.

As a result, Lei Yu fell into these Confucian classics, kept thinking, and fell with these Confucian classics.

Confucianism convinces people with reason, and the classics created are endless, like a sea of smoke. Since Lei Yu entered the Zixiao Sect, he has only had a small amount of contact with Confucian classics, and now he is facing so many classics at once, his mind is disordered, and he is almost about to fall into it and cannot extricate himself.

"Ha Luha, or Mr. Wen is powerful, this kid doesn't know the severity, I'm afraid he has already sunk in, wait for this young master to go in and capture him, and recapture the 'Aoki Supreme Thunder'." Wood Emperor Tian said fiercely, he was robbed of a large amount of "Wood Emperor True Thunder" by Lei Yu, his anger has not disappeared, and now that he has the opportunity, how can he let it go.

Mr. Wen said, he stroked the piano with both hands, his expression was relaxed, and the "evil qin" in his hand exuded a white light, which looked extremely sacred.

"Young master, don't worry, this kid hasn't completely sunk yet, the old man's 'evil qin' can not only destroy the demon's body, but also destroy the demon's body and mind, this kid doesn't know the severity, so easy to fall into, it's difficult to get out. ”

"In that case, then listen to Mr. Wen. However, Mr. Wen, don't turn him into a doll, at least retain a little sanity, and this young master has to vent well, so as to eliminate the cruelty of this young master!" said Mu Huangtian viciously, looking at Lei Yu in the void.

"Of course, the young master is waiting for good news!" Mr. Wen said, stroking the qin with both hands, the five strings trembled lightly, and a song spontaneously emerged, and the great Confucian tongue in the void bloomed lotus, blurting out Confucian classics one by one, containing an irrefutable truth.

Lei Yu fell deeper and deeper, his mind was full of Confucian classics, and everything else disappeared. He stood in the void, his whole body seemed to be stiff, motionless, if he didn't exhale occasionally, he was afraid that he would be directly regarded as a fall by other cultivators.

"The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative!"

"A gentleman doesn't erect a dangerous wall!"

"The rich can't yin, the poor can't move, the mighty can't bend, this is called a big husband!"

"The gentleman is proud but not arrogant, and the villain is arrogant but not arrogant!"

............

A sentence of Confucian classics exploded in his whole mind like thunder, and he was like a drifting boat, which could be drowned in the endless sea at any time.

At this moment, Lei Yu fell into a wonderful realm, he was like an apprentice, he wanted to memorize all these Confucian classics in his mind, but found that his mind was extremely painful, as if there were thousands of ants crawling in his brain, and it was impossible to write them down.

At this moment, his mind suddenly shook, and a realization crept out. He seems to be a different person, no longer the junior apprentice who desperately remembers, but a real demon god, stepping on tens of thousands of bones and killing people like hemp.

In his body, the "Nine Shadows Yellow Spring Thunder" surged, mighty and endless, washing away all those Confucian classics.

His heart became enlightened again, without the slightest dust to cover it, no matter how broad and profound the Confucian classics were, but he had his own way, and he would not be confused because of these Confucian classics, and what he cultivated was the "Nine Shadows and Yellow Spring Thunder", not the Confucian spirit.

What does everything about Confucianism have to do with him, no matter how high-sounding Confucianism is, but the Tao is different and does not conspire with each other, Confucianism and Hell Demon Sect are completely two extremes, and those Confucian classics are jokes to him, so don't listen to them.

Lei Yu's heart was happy, and he figured this out, his eyes became clear again, and all the confusion before was shattered, and he could no longer cover his eyes. He is like being reborn in Nirvana, all the troubles and shackles before can no longer stop him, and those Confucian classics are a piece of in his eyes, without the slightest value.

"My Dao, my Fa, how can you villain be destroyed!" Lei Yu shouted, he stood up, and a thick evil aura emanated from his whole body.

In his body, the "Nine Shadows Yellow Spring Thunder" surged, he was like a real demon god, lawless, trampling everything in the world under his feet, nothing could stop him, he was the only one in this world, "Roar!" Lei Yu let out a long roar, like thunder, shaking the four fields, and the entire void was trembling. At this moment, he got rid of the shackles in his heart, and the "Nine Shadows Yellow Spring Thunder" went to the next level, and behind him, a hellish phantom appeared, rolling and vast.

Countless powerful ghosts roared, this hell was dark and lightless, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, terrifying to the extreme, like a real hell manifestation, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Hell Demon Sect, this is the means of the Hell Demon Sect, you are not Li Qingshan, you are Lei Yu?" The horror on Mr. Wen's face could not be concealed, and above the "Evil Qin", the silver-white light was even more intense, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and let out a gentle trembling sound.