Chapter 722: The drinker leaves his name, the old master wants to read the book

At the Jinjiazhou battlefield site, a short and thin old man with white hair and purple clothes tied around his waist stood barefoot on the tip of an iron spear thrust into the ground. Yu Xuan looked around. In all directions, there were elite soldiers at the foot of Yizhou Mountain and those on the mountain. The corpses of the qigong masters and the corpses piled up in many places were supposed to be the large and small temples built by the beasts of the demon clan for the big demon of the withered bone throne, so that Bai Ying could use these white-bone ghosts that had become puppets to gain strength in one go. Advance to the north and capture the remaining territory of Jinjiazhou, which is no longer capable of a decisive battle.

That Bai Ying is really the most damned one among the Fourteenth Throne Demon. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles. It is already so raging in Jinjia Continent. Once this beast reaches the Middle-earth Divine Continent, what will happen?

Unfortunately, he came a step too late and was unable to stop the frantic Wanyan Laojing, nor could he take the opportunity to see Bai Ying. In fact, Yu Xuan's purpose of coming here across the continent earlier was to put aside his grudges with Wanyan Laojing for the time being and help Jinjiazhou survive a little longer.

Yu Xuan believed that the dozens or hundreds of little tricks that he could use along with the talismans were indeed relatively innately superior to Bai Ying's army of bones. After all, Yu Xuan didn't have many things, but the number of talismans was okay. Quantity wins. In addition, seeing that Bai Ying was not very good at catching and fighting, Yu Xuan felt that since it was safe to save his life, he came here to join in the fun. As long as he didn't learn from Zhou Shenzhi, it wouldn't be a big problem.

But now Yu Xuan stepped on the tip of the spear, the cold wind blew, his sleeves bulged, and the old man pulled his beard, which made him even more worried.

Bai Ying has disappeared. She must have gone to Fuyao Island to surround and kill Bai Ye. Looking for a tower near the water to get the moon first?

I just don’t know how the throne demon, who doesn’t seem to be very good at catching and fighting, is feeling. Is he as worried as Yu Xuan is? After all, if you want to kill Bai Ye, how can you do it without paying a price?

Yu Xuan looked at the little girl who was walking slowly and stopped a little further away. The old man smiled and said, "Call me Pei Qian, right? Now that she's famous, she's as good as Cao Ci." Yes, young people scare us old people to death, very good, very good." Pei Qian had been looking around before, stopped, clasped his fists, and then asked: "Old Immortal Yu, I can take care of it. Would you like to go to the battlefield? If you can, at least half a stick of incense will do."

You can kill a Jade Pure Realm monster monk with just a few clicks, and the old man is dressed like this. Pei Qian recognized the identity at a glance, Yu Xuan, the talisman of the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

In the early years, when we returned home from a long trip together, the master once mentioned that he was an old god who was too mysterious and could be admired by the master. Now he is willing to come to the battlefield of Jinjiazhou alone. Pei Qian feels that he has missed Mr. Zhou. The Sword Immortal did not miss Yu Old Immortal. This fight was not in vain. Pei Qian asked his master back then, which one was more valuable, the yellow paper talisman on his forehead, or the talisman Yu Laoer had drawn with the most care, right? The master hummed at that time, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and gave Pei Qian an extra bowl of fish soup. In fact, Heitan girl had already eaten and drank enough at that time, and her belly was round. When she took the bowl with a grimace, she didn't know whether she was wrong or right.

Pei Qian had no reason to think of these childhood memories.I feel sorry for the old god Yu, not because I was competing to see who was more valuable, but because I didn't know the heights of the world at that time, so I casually called Yu Lao'er, so Pei Qian finally had the honor to meet the real person, and he was extra respectful and polite. . What's more, this old man's state of mind is upright and bright, like the Milky Way hanging in the sky and the stars shining brightly. Pei Qian had only glanced at it twice before, and didn't look at it more. After roughly determining the popular tendency of that scene, Pei Qian didn't dare to look at it more, and he couldn't look at it more.

Yu Xuan nodded and said: "Are you afraid that Bai Ying is hiding in it? It doesn't matter, she ran away long ago. No beast dares to come to die now, don't worry. Don't say it's just a stick of incense, an hour No problem. It’s just that what the little girl is doing here, you are a pure warrior and you are too advanced to dispose of these corpses properly, so you should let me do it.”

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, but still. He said frankly: "Old Immortal Yu, I want to steal some items from those demon monks so that I can exchange them for some immortal money."

Yu Xuan was stunned for a long time. For such a young and pure martial artist, he felt that he could only The proud man who is just a little bit inferior to Cao Ci is shamelessly asking himself if he can pick up the money?

It’s only a little bit worse than Cao Ci. Isn’t it bad? In fact, it was very scary for the seniors, not to mention she was a little girl who was much younger than Cao Ci. Yu Xuan almost asked shamelessly, "Does the little girl have any disciples? If not, by chance, I know some boxing skills, why don't you worship me?" "As a teacher", as for whether he knows boxing or not, let's talk about kidnapping a disciple first. But Yu Xuan knew very well that such a young genius must have learned a lot from his teachers.

Yu Xuan laughed and said: "Just pick up the money without worry, I will keep an eye on it for you for a while."

After a while, make a decision.

Bai is not that easy to kill anyway.

Pei Qian received the old god's decree, clasped his fists tightly, smiled brightly, pinched out a simple seal from his sleeve, then lightly stamped his foot, and transferred the few treasures he had spotted earlier to the mountain with the most brilliance. Objects were shaken from the corpses of some demon clan earth immortal monks at the same time. With a wave of their hands, they were included in the objects within easy reach. Pei Qian swept away, and wherever she went, she stepped on the ground with her toes. For miles around, only the belongings of the demon clan would rise up from the ground, and then be accurately pulled by her fists one after another, like guests coming to the door. , one after another entered the nearby mansion.

She and Sister Na Zaixi borrowed a seal that was close to each other early, and later borrowed a small object from Zhu Mei. The previous fights had not yielded much. After all, the fighting on the battlefield was brutal every time, and survival was the first priority. Pei Qian never dared to be distracted, and today was the only exception. However, the current battlefield site is full of natural treasures and immortal artifacts. Pei Qian still plans to leave with a stick of incense and cannot waste more time with the old immortal.

Yu Xuan seemed to be stepping on the tip of the spear and looking southward at Fuyao Island, but in fact he had been paying attention to the female martial artist behind him picking up rags.

Let’s see if we keep our promise and only pick out the treasures on the mountain that are on the corpse of the monster and put them into our pockets. If one accidentally picks up the wrong one, don’t blame me for being careless too.

Very good.

The little girl has a good eye for picking things, and she is responsible and careful in doing things.

In this case, no matter how many opportunities there are, you should take it. As long as you can see it and move it, the little girl will get rich. Of course, Yu Xuan looked down on these people whose grades were too ordinary. What's more, he was only collecting corpses on the battlefield to avoid becoming a trouble in future wars. How could he care about making money? What's more, Yu Xuan had never worried about immortal money and life objects for a day in his life. He only let them come uninvited based on his ability. .

It’s a pity that she’s a pretty girl. What’s the point of being a pure martial artist? It’s better to join my mountain gate and learn my Taoism and talismans. You don’t even need to use fists or kicks to kill people. You know, in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth , there has always been a saying that "the murderous immortal energy is the talisman of Xuan", has the little girl heard of it, is it moved or not? You can be excited.

It’s a pity that the little girl’s eyes were just shining, she was so blinded by money that she didn’t know the real fairy money, it just stood there in front of her without moving.

Just one stick of incense.

Pei Qian once again returned to the place where he stopped to clasp his fists, clasped his fists again, and thanked the old god Yu for farewell.

Yu Xuan nodded. The little girl is much more pleasing to the eye than that brat Cao Ci.

The old man has also made up his mind to go and have a look. He just goes to Fuyao Continent for a few glances, throws in a few talismans, and runs away if he can't beat him.

Pei Qian, who was covered in blood, took a deep breath. Before Yu Feng Yuanyou evacuated the battlefield, he looked at the corpses that were destined to be impossible to bury and would be meaningless to bury. Pei Qian bit his lips and silently recited a sentence in his heart. "Well done, everyone."

Pei Qian bent his knees slightly and stood up from the ground. The earth trembled and rippled, shattering the real corpses of many demon clan and earthly immortal monks.

After Yu Xuan heard Pei Qian's voice, he smiled slightly and stepped on the tip of the gun. The old man landed barefoot, and the long bridge flipped over, like an immortal riding the wind, catching up with Pei Qian. , neither fast nor slow, riding abreast with Pei Qianru. Pei Qian hesitated for a moment, but still held the spear with the golden talisman engraved on it. It was the target of the Yupu realm monster clan who was killed by the old god Yu. Pei Qian Turning around and shouting loudly: "Old Immortal Yu is well-deserved. No wonder my master would say that the talisman Yu Wushuang can kill the immortal Qi Xuan. When the talisman is placed in Xuan's hand, it is like the rivers flowing into the sea. The weather is endless, and it even teaches the Middle Earth Divine Continent , Taoism is the highest in the world."

Pei Qian Xiaoyou has a guilty conscience, but the master has never said that, and he doesn't know if his words will be flattering. It would be great if the master was here, and the measured fire would definitely be better.

Pei Qian did not dare to look too far into the human world. The sad things in the human world turned out to be more than just the absence of his master in the world.

It doesn't matter, she temporarily accepted an anonymous disciple, a little mute who doesn't like to talk and can't speak too much.

Thousands of miles away from the battlefield, Pei Qian found the child on the top of a mountain. He was still squatting on the ground. Cao Ci and sister Zaixi stood side by side, both dressed in white, like a pair of children walking out of a scroll. Fairy couple.

After Pei Qian landed on the ground, he shoutedAh Mao, the little mute who didn't want to say anything, just raised his head to look at her, then lowered his head again.

Pei Qian glanced at Cao Ci, a little helpless, until he had seen a confrontation between Cao Ci and an Ascension Realm demon before. Cao Ci was at a disadvantage, but he couldn't say how difficult the situation was. Only then did Qian know the truth. It turned out that in previous battles on the battlefield, Cao Ci still did not use his full strength to kill monsters, save people, punch, strength, trajectory, retract the punch, and punch again. The punch was just right. Cao Ci seemed to be punching. There is no way to predict the future, so there is no need to fight to be the first.

After Pei Qian Yufeng left, Yu Xuan changed from pulling his beard to stroking it. No wonder the little girl knew etiquette so well. It turned out that she had a good master who taught her carefully. I don’t know how old she is, but she has So steady and insightful.

Yu Xuan raised his hands, his sleeves bulging, and the talismans were like snowflakes all over the sky, flying one after another and falling on the battlefield site.

Yu Xuan suppressed his smile and disappeared in a flash, heading south and traveling across continents, muttering: "If you die, you will die."

The old man was alone, with only his talisman. Accompany each other.

Haoran saved Bai Ye, and the talisman was Yu Xuan.

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Fuyaozhou.

Bai Ye stood alone with a sword, dressed in a green shirt and soared up to the sky.

The mountains and rivers of a continent under your feet have become a big world of formations. From the sky to the land, everything is shrouded in the destiny of the wild world. Then, with the coast of a continent as the boundary, it has become a world of detention, victory, and victory. A huge cage surrounding Byakuya.

Bai Ye doesn’t care, he just needs to keep the battlefield away from the human world. Bai Ye is not used to seeing gods and mortals suffer disasters when they fight. The final battle of his swordsmanship in this life is like the climax of a poem. How can it be like this?

As for the rest, feel free to do whatever you want and be happy.

Bai Ye hovered with his sword, looking around, not at a loss.

The only regret is that Bai does not want to owe anyone, but the sword that has been with him for many years will probably not be returned to the Taoist Master Guan Sun of Daxuan City.

This fairy sword is called "Taibai".

The first time he met Daoist Sun and the immortal sword "Taibai" was also the first time Daoist Sun traveled to Haoran to relax. At first, Daoist Sun offered the sword as a gift, but Taibai was unwilling to accept it, so Daoist Sun changed the gift to a loan. , the reason is that the name of this fairy sword slightly conflicts with the peach blossom color of my Taoist temple, so it is difficult to bring good luck. The fairy sword is too white, and it is a perfect match for you. Pindao should just marry his daughter, marry Haoran far away, and get a son-in-law by the way, no loss or loss. From this, it can be seen that Pindao's actions are really only divided into big and small profits...

It can make Even though Bai Ye felt he was in debt, he didn't care too much. There were only three people, Sun Huaizhong, the ancestor of the Dao Sect Sword Immortal lineage. Jun Qian, a close friend who visited immortals together. Master Literary Saint.

The great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain. The literary world is meticulous and the swordsman Liu Cha. Bai Ying, Yang Zhi, Fei Fei. Yuan Shou, Yao Jia, Huang Luan, the master of Hehua Temple. Niu Dao, Qie Yun, Long Jun, Wuyue.

There once were those fourteen thrones in the wild world. Now it's what happened in the past.

In the final stage of the Sword Qi Great Wall battlefield, the master of Lotus Temple who had lost half of the moon was already killed by Dong Sangen. Not only that, he also killed the big demon and Mingyue together.

I heard that the great demon Huang Luan, who had refined countless immortal caves and pavilions, was killed by A Liang in conjunction with the Sword Immortal Yao Chongdao, and most of them were killed. As a result, he was so depressed that he had to replace his skin. , reduced to the Nascent Soul realm, life is worse than death.

As for the great throne demon who was the first to fall in the world in Fuyao Continent, his pseudonym was Yao Jia. In the words of an old scholar, he liked to show off his wealth when he was rich. This kind of thing was the worst thing to see.

It was an existence that killed countless landscape gods in Fuyao Continent to make up for the loss of its avenue on the Sword Qi Great Wall. Bai Ye handed out three swords one after another, and finally killed it on Xuanxuan Mountain. Site. The first sword is used to send guests away from Fuyao Island to avoid hurting innocent people. The second sword and Yao Jia swim together in the sea and are used to return gifts to the wild world. The third sword Bai is also the most devoted, it can be regarded as a closer tribute to those sword spirits. The swordsman who died heroically on the Great Wall.

In fact, Bai Ye should have handed out one or two more swords to really kill Yao Jia.

It’s just that someone took action at that time and suppressed the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain’s magical power to change the world.

Otherwise, Bai wouldn't mind traveling far away with his sword, just in time to see the remaining half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi that still belongs to the vast world.

Bai Ye was currently hovering in the middle of the sea of ​​clouds over Yizhou.

The sea of ​​clouds under the feet is the destiny of Bai Ying, the great withered demon. They are all filled with the fierce resentment of the evil spirits. There are countless white bones, skulls, and arms trying to rush toward Bai Ye, but they are blocked by Bai Ye. There is no need to dissipate all the awe-inspiring energy from the sword.

Bai Ying no longer sat on the withered bone throne, but stood up. Next to him stood a powerful sword attendant with the face of the Dragon Lord Formation Master in the past.

On a corpse of an ancient god floating in the air, the Great Demon Wuyue stood on top of the corpse, reaching out to hold a spear that penetrated the head. There was a thunderous earthquake, and the colorful thunder and lightning lingered around the spear and the Great Demon Wuyue. His whole arm, the sound of thunder resounded across Yizhou, making the five mountains reappear in the world like the supreme god of the thunder tribe.

There was a giant with three heads and six arms, sitting on a futon covered with golden books. The sword mark on his chest had passed through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but only half of it had been erased, and half of it had been intentionally left.

He will not completely erase the sword marks until he personally destroys the Ascension City of the Fifth World.

The big demon wearing an imperial crown looked up, wearing a black dragon robe, with a human head and a dragon body. Around the huge body, floating apsaras holding pipa in their arms, they happened to be swept across the continent in an instant. Yuan Shou, an old friend who came here, grabbed soybeans and chewed them like wine to heal his wounds. He hit two sticks on the old Longcheng battlefield and suffered a lot of blows from Beiju Luzhou's sword repairman Feijian. No matter how it hurts the foundation of the Dao, the injury will be serious after all, and the great demon's real body is so tough. Once injured, he has nothing to fear against ordinary Ascension Realm opponents who are not sword cultivators. But now facing Bai Ye, Yuan Shou has never been afraid of it. You're welcome to Yangzhi, and Yangzhi doesn't even mind this.At a certain loss, both sides must return to their peak combat strength.

Yuan Shou is still hovering with his sword, carrying a long stick on his shoulder, and in his hand is a string of beads refined from many mountains. Now there are many more beads in his hand, all from Tongyezhou. A big mountain.

In fact, there is no chance of winning. In fact, there is no guarantee of winning. Whether it is Liu Cha from his own camp, A Liang who returns to the Great Wall of Sword Qi from Tianwatian, or Bai Ye changes positions. The same fate as yes. The only thing that Yang Zhi and Yuan Shou, or all the great demons, cared about was whether one of the six of them died, and which one died was crucial. Bai Ye's last sword strike in this life will inevitably bring someone to the funeral. Even if he can't kill anyone and ends up as Huang Luan, it doesn't mean he is dead.

A burly demon wearing golden armor, his appearance is the same as that of a human being, but he is hundreds of feet tall. The ancient golden armor he wears is both a cage and a shelter. The golden armor tends to On the broken edges, strips of thick, water-like golden light appeared, like flowing water in a stream leaning out of a stone stream. His alias is "Niudao", and the name he chose can be described as extremely vulgar. He and the other throne demons stare at the vast world, each taking what they want, but they are not the same. His real target of revenge is still in the Qing Ming world, not even in the white jade world. Jing, but a "young and old guy" who likes to stay in the Lotus Cave to watch Taoism!

The only big demon who never likes the appearance of his true form is the extremely handsome Qie Yun, who wears a sword gourd around his waist.

So it looks very small, roughly the same size as the scholar Bai Ye.

Bai Ying, Five Mountains, Yang Zhi, Yuan Shou, Niu Dao, Qie Yun.

Coming from different battlefields and different locations, we are finally in Fuyaozhou together in the final moment.

The six great demons that surrounded and killed Bai Ye turned out to be the great demons who deserved to be on the throne.

The master of Hehua Temple, Huang Luan, Yao Jia, and the three big demons have all become Lao Huangli. It's just that now there is Xiao Xun, who has a high position on the throne, and two Ascension Realms who are not so popular. The two new throne demons at the end actually didn't take the previous thrones seriously, they were just making up for it. For example, Zhou Mi did not let them show up at all in this unprecedented siege and suppression campaign.

Bai Ye smiled and said: "Less than half of the new Fourteenth Thrones come to Fuyao Continent, do they look down on me, Bai Ye?"

Na Qie Yun twisted a strand of hair at the temples Si, smiled and said: "These are words that only the Holy Master can say."

Bai Ye shook his head and said: "There are some words that even the Holy Master may not be able to say."

The implication is that there are naturally some words that I, the only one in the world, can say.

None of the six big demons spoke. Probably nothing to say.

Bai Ye reached out and gently grasped the hilt of the sword, and said doubtfully: "What are you doing here? Just come and kill Bai Ye. Don't you dare to kill? Then I will kill the demon."

A sword is unsheathed.

The fairy sword is too white, the sword light is too white.

Suddenly there was only light between heaven and earth.

The first mountain and river restriction on the sky of Fuyao Continent, belonging to the wild world, was completely shattered.There was a torrential rain, and the colorful glaze was all Bai Ye's sword energy. The sword formation hit the sea of ​​clouds and the six-headed demon.

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At the northern ferry of Tongye Island, four students and teachers from the Wenhai lineage in the wild world were walking together.

Zhou Mi was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to talk about old things with his three direct disciples.

"Jia Sheng, a frustrated man in the vast world, after leaving the Middle-earth Divine Continent, if he wants to become the Wenhai Zhouzhou in the wild world, of course he will pass through the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

"At that time The scholar who claimed to bring peace to the human race for all eternity still refused to give up on his hometown, so he found Chen Qingdu, the boss swordsman who had nothing to do anyway. "

Speaking of this, Zhou Mi smiled knowingly, "It can be regarded as a false edict. At that time, he claimed to have obtained a tacit understanding from a deputy leader of the Chinese Confucian Temple and the Academy of Liquor. As long as tens of thousands of sword cultivators from the Great Wall of Sword Qi are willing to help out and follow Haoran Tianxia's training Qi warriors, fight together towards the Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world, open up territory for the vast world, and create a feat that has never been seen in ten thousand years. Then the sword cultivator's status as a ten thousand year prisoner will become a true old man. The Confucian Temple is willing to give a piece of it. The land of great blessing was left to the sword cultivator. From then on, the two sides were in harmony.

A young blind man full of bookishness said: "In terms of emotion, reason and general trend, the Confucian Temple should give this way. No, they will pay like this. ”

In the past, Jiashen tent clogs, now Zhou Mi closed his doors as a disciple, Zhou Qinggao.

Mr. said that the world has changed, and many good words will turn into bad words, just like the two people named "Qing Gao" The original meaning of the word is so good, but what about the current world? As a close disciple of Wenhai Zhoumi, you should first try to turn this word into a good word in a person's heart.

Zhou Mi smiled and said: " Of course I need to guarantee to Chen Qing that the sword cultivators will be able to survive at least half of them when the war ends! Otherwise, scholars including Jia Sheng would be most likely to regret and go back on their word. "

Zhou Qinggao asked curiously: "What did the boss swordsman say? "

"Chen Qingdu liked to walk on the top of the city with his hands behind his back, so I walked with him for several miles. Chen Qingdu smiled and said that this kind of thing had nothing to do with me. As long as you can convince the Middle-earth Confucian Temple and a few sword immortals besides me, there will be no problem on my side. "

"I am the last criminal officer in the history of Jianqi Great Wall. It has been more than a hundred years. A pseudonym was used of course. Chen Qingdu also helped me hide my true identity. Can't guess? ”

Zhou Mi smiled. For some reason, although Chen Qingdu was surprisingly easy to talk to at the time, it seemed that he didn’t think he could succeed from the beginning.

Sword Immortal Shou Chen smiled. He said: “It’s really impossible to guess. "

Liu Bai suddenly asked: "Sir, why is Bai willing to defend Fuyao Island alone with his sword? "

The gentleman just laughed. But he did not explain anything to this direct disciple.

Zhou Qinggao could only help his husband and senior sister to explain patiently: "Sister, I feel that my death was in vain. ? ”

Zhou QinggaoZi Guzi shook his head and said slowly: "Yes and no. Right and wrong. When Zhou Shenzhi was in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, he was the old god in the eyes of almost all the Qi practitioners on the mountain, especially the local sword cultivators. The Middle-earth Divine Continent One of the ten people, even if the ranking is not high, only the ninth, is still regarded as invincible by the sword."

"After the great demon gave us a throne, many people in the Middle-earth Divine Continent were killed. , they began to complain about the 'Old Abacus' who was at the bottom of the ten. Many people even thought that Zhou Shenzhi was an old loser who did not live up to his name. He was not a swordsman. He might have gone to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the barbarian land. , Zhou Shenzhi may not even be able to make a name for himself. Once Zhou Shenzhi dies, and Wanyan Laojing rebels, you are already in the Ascension realm. Do you want to go to the muddy water?"

"Not Bai Ye? Is his swordsmanship better than that of Zhou Shenzhi? Will he avenge Zhou Shenzhi with three swords? But what will happen if Bai Ye dies? But the problem is, who can go to Fuyao Continent? Well, Tongyezhou is the decisive place that determines the ownership of the world."

Liu Bai is actually not stupid, otherwise he would not have become a clog in planning the account in Najia. The right-hand man nodded and said: "In the end, it still depends on the battle situation in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. As long as Haoran Tianxia can defend it and is in an invincible position, we will be in trouble, quite troublesome. Many of the accumulated first-mover advantages will be It will gradually turn into big and small hidden dangers, one by one."

Shou Chen suddenly said: "Bai Ye should just give it up and return to the Middle-earth Divine Continent to open up a new one. In the new world, I already have great merits and have a clear conscience. It's time for someone else to come on stage."

Zhou Qinggao shook his head and said, "If Bai Ye thinks this way, it's time for such people. , then Haoran Tianxia will be really easy to fight."

Liu Bai admired this closed disciple who had just been named by the teacher, and was now her junior brother.

In fact, Liu Bai was enough to admire the strategizing of the military account leader Clogs when he was in Jia Shen Zhang.

Now that they are in the same sect, Liu Bai feels even more ashamed.

As for Mr. Zhou, Zhou Qinggao has never been timid at all, and he seems to have never been afraid of saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing.

When talking to senior brother Shouchen, he didn't fall behind in the slightest, and he definitely didn't mean it in terms of words. Junior brother must win over his senior brother.

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "You guys are still thinking too little."

"Don't think that because a Great Wall of Sword Qi has blocked us for many years, you think your own world is not strong. . Well, it’s okay if you think so. As for my hometown, half way down the mountain in this vast world, it would be better if everyone thinks so. It’s great if there are only a few of them, like Xiuhu, like Baiye. I dare to be sober when everyone is drunk. More people are most afraid of this. I will be annoyed by the fierce discussions of those idiots at the bottom of the mountain. The temper of the gods on the mountain is never small. "

The Sword Qi Great Wall is too difficult to defeat, which is a bad thing, but actually a good thing.

Lay downAfter the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is easy to attack Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent. The battlefield qi will not drop, but will rise accordingly. Sooner or later, Nan Po Suo Continent will have to be breached, and Jinjia Continent and the one in front of us will have to be destroyed. Aquarius Island.

"If Zhou Shenzhi hadn't wanted to die, he would have died, otherwise it would have hindered the situation in Fuyao Continent. In addition, this guy refused to retreat, so I was actually ready to send him away. A chance to become famous, but Bai Ye didn't kill the throne with three swords? Bai Ye didn't even have a chance to use his sword, because Zhou Shenzhi had severely damaged the throne demon with one sword earlier. , the sword immortals and sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi are all ants-like paper stuff, look at Zhou Shenzhi, who is only ninth in our Middle-earth Divine Continent,

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There are only fourteen thrones in total. We, the old swordsman Zhou, defeated one of them with one sword in the cave, so this battle was actually very easy to fight. In the true sense, half the power of the world is not worth mentioning at all."

"So it was just a fluke that we won the two continents."

"More. Therefore, it is just that the Chinese Confucian Temple is too cautious, and the Confucian saints are too fussy, and they are too unsage and irresponsible. They are ridiculous, too disappointing, and too sad and indignant."

Liu Bai was stunned when he heard this.

Zhou Mi shook his head gently, looked towards the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and said with a smile: "The vast world has not changed, and it will always teach people to laugh away their tears."

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Bai will die in vain. When the time comes, the world will only see the truth with their own eyes. The most proud Bai Ye in the world was killed by Liu in the wild world. Kill with a sword, that's all. Before, everyone was not afraid at all, but now I want you to scare your courage out."

From the mountain to the bottom, it is normal to fight fiercely and to die. Just die, even if you have to die, is the vast world that has enjoyed peace for thousands of years worthy of comparison with the barbaric world?

When it comes to mobilizing the power of the entire world on a large scale, you are scattered in the vast world one after another, and everyone is playing with your mud in each house.

Zhou Mi laughed loudly, then straightened his clothes, shook his sleeves, and actually took the initiative to open a continent's destiny ban, bowed to heaven and earth, and said loudly: "Holy Master, let the scholar from my hometown Jia Sheng has been in despair for too many years, and now I have to let me, Wen Haizhou, disgust you."

Above the sea of ​​clouds in Aquarius Island.

Xu Ruo asked: "Is this Jia Sheng?"

Cui Chan said: "Pretend to hide your backhand."

Zhou Mi turned to look at Bao Pingzhou, "The only person who knows me in heaven and earth is the embroidered tiger."

Zhou Qinggao only asked one crucial question: "Confucian Temple?"

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Why is it so important? My hometown is not a reasonable place."

He is careful and reasonable, so he has spoken for the Confucian Temple a long time ago, and he has already revealed why the Chinese Confucian Temple is so secluded. , tied up hands and feet.

Jia Sheng’s Twelve Strategies for Peace! Which strategy is not to avoid today's incident in the Confucian Temple? ! Which one is not the fundamental reason for the current corruption? A Haoran world in which even gentlemen and wise men cannot be the masters of the temple and kings behind the scenes, and in which even emperors and kings are all disciples of Confucianism, should suffer today. It's your Confucian Temple's own trouble. When the time comes when people need to die on the battlefield, saints, gentlemen and wise men, what can you use to reason? Carrying a few sage books, go and talk to those who are about to die about the sages’ principles in those books?

At that time, the world did not listen, and the Twelve Policies for Peace that I worked so hard to write were shelved in a high cabinet.

Then now listen more, think more, and think carefully.

It’s a pity that there is only one Cui Chan. It's a pity that if you lose an embroidered tiger, not only will you die, but you will also be remembered in the history books for thousands of years, even...even if the world wins this war, it will still be like this, it is destined to be like this.

Your Confucian Temple has given the world too many paths to take and given the world too much freedom, but it will only make people feel that everyone is not free, which is far from enough.

Very good!

If you want that pure and unfettered freedom, Tuoyue Mountain will give it to you.

The only truth is to respect the strong. This is what the wild world has always said, and it is not my careful words.

After Zhou Mi quickened his pace a little, the three students decided to let their husband walk alone on the beach.

Shou Chen stopped and looked to the north at the battlefield at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent. Fei Fei had already sent the plague gods and the two passers-by to Old Dragon City, and it seemed to be working well.

Zhou Qinggao and Liu Bai turned around and walked slowly. Zhou Qinggao was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Senior sister, do you know that you like that Yinguan?"

Liu Bai was dumbfounded. Then he laughed and cursed: "What?! Clogs, are you crazy?!"

Zhou Qinggao stopped and said with a smile: "Who is crazy? No one is crazy."

Liu Bai's face was as white as snow, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Impossible! Junior brother, please don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Qinggao continued to move away, "Instead of worrying that the inner demon in the future will be the Yinguan Lord, it is better to open your heart. , admitted one thing that she liked. First, Chen Pingan would definitely die on the Great Sword Qi Wall. Even if Chen Pingan did not die, the senior sister actually knew very well that she was destined to be unable to take revenge on him personally in this life. The devil will always be on the road of cultivating your mind, waiting to be revealed. The more you deceive yourself and others, the more opportunities the inner demon will take advantage of. Second, you must not only like it, but also become your true favorite, and then it only takes one thought. , I will definitely ask Jian Feisheng in person in the future, so that the culprit who killed Chen Pingan, Ning Yao, will know one thing. Chen Pingan likes Ning Yao more than he likes Liu Bai."

Head full of white hairSweat never moved to keep up with the junior brother.

Shou Chen and Zhou Mi laughed in their hearts: "Sir, you have accepted a good disciple."

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "It's normal for senior brother to be inferior to junior brother, just don't come too early."< /p>

"Zhou Qinggao is not the same as you senior brothers and sisters. He sincerely admires the Great Wall of Sword Qi and is fascinated by the young hidden official. Therefore, his inner negation of Haoran Tianxia is greater than that of you all To be heavier. At the same time, he has a greater chance to become Chen Ping'an in the wild world. He must first be like him before he can surpass him. As for that Fei Ran, he finally has his own path to follow, and his pseudonym is Chen Yin. More After landing at Tongye Island, it’s too boring to have nothing to do, not to mention that Fei Ran doesn’t need to be someone else.”

“Sir, I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll tell you a few words in advance. I'm very optimistic about you. In addition to you and Zhou Qinggao, Fei Ran, there are about a dozen, less than 20 young people like Yu Si, Tan Kao, etc. I'm looking forward to your great achievements, sir. It won’t be low.”

“I’ll go find Xianyue and take her to see the sycamore tree and the demon-suppressing tower. Sir, you and your junior brother can help here at the Old Dragon City battlefield. Keep an eye on it."

Shou Chen took the order.

Mr. is thoughtful, considerate and thoughtful in his conduct.

Junior brother is noble, has clear water and high mountains, and conducts himself well in the world.

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The old scholar staggered and sat on the canopy of Nan Posuo Island, not far away from an accompanying sage from the lineage of rites and saints.

One doesn’t want to speak for the moment, and the other is waiting to speak. Anyway, the old scholar around him will definitely speak, and there is no way to stop him.

"You sages have been lonely since ancient times. You have worked hard."

As expected, the old scholar coughed hard several times, which meant that he could not spit out a few real words. When the blood comes, treat it as moistening your throat. First, tell others how hard it is, and then complain to the saint: "It's not easy for me either. Forget about the merit list of the Confucian Temple. It's not short of this or two strokes, but you have to Please give me a special credit first. If there is a quarrel in the Confucian Temple, you have to stand on my side and say something fair.” What should be said is not a word less than that of Wen Sheng. Even if Wen Sheng is rolling around here, it will still be useless."

The old scholar sat cross-legged and beat his chest in aggrieved words: "I don't do things as grandly as your husband. No wonder there is no prefix before the word "sacred". Look at me and learn from me..."

The saint said straightforwardly: "Look at it. I can’t learn from it.”

The lineage of Literary Saints in the Confucian Temple has always been closest to the lineage of Literary Saints whose incense has faded. Otherwise, the Liji Academy held a grand ceremony and would not have hoped that Mao Xiaodong, who was not a direct descendant of the Literary Sage lineage but was named, could stay in his own academy and concentrate on his studies.

And the war supervisor of the Sword Qi Great Wall back then, the gentleman Wang Zai who was born in Liji Academy, would not take the initiative to help Chen, who was not yet a hidden official at that time.Ping An, after saying a few evil words with hidden good intentions, finally took the initiative to ask Chen Ping An for a seal with the inscription "The sun shines brightly throughout the day, and the moon shines brightly throughout the night." Good signature.

The old scholar sighed, he was really boring. If he hadn't been too lazy to run away, he would have changed his chat to something more interesting and interesting.

There are a total of seventy-two consecrated saints in the Chinese Confucian Temple. Among them, those who are responsible for guarding the sky of Jiuzhou, "sit on the wax" year after year, need to patrol the mountains and rivers of the continent day and night. The brightest The light of the world suppresses the actions of all the great monks in the Ascension Realm, and does not allow them to leave the mountains and rivers of a continent without permission. It also monitors the whereabouts of immortals and the indiscriminate use of magical powers to avoid harming the common people in the world. For example, Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent had three people back then. Aquarius Continent was the smallest and had only two people. As for Nan Posuo Continent, it was closest to Xuanxuan Mountain and Jianqi Great Wall, so it had as many as four.

Among them, there was once a man in Fuyao Island who had a similar temperament to the old scholar and was relatively talkative. He joked with the old scholar in private and said that he saw the lights in the distance that were used to pray for blessings and make wishes. Slowly rising, getting closer and closer to me, I really feel that the beauty of the world is the ultimate.

It is precisely because of the sage's words that the old scholar made the humorous comment about "sitting on wax". Being able to say bad things as truly good things is a unique skill of an old scholar.

As for being able to say good things in a weird way, everything is wrong... Fuck you, my old scholar is a scholar with a good reputation! Who would you say a bad word about? !

The old scholar asked: "Is there any wine? There is always endless wine in the world. You can borrow two pots from a wealthy family, and we two brothers will take one. Remember, don't pick the one from the Immortal Mansion on the mountain. Immortal Jiu Niang, I am not the kind of person who is fussy."

The saint shook his head.

The old scholar clapped his hands with his fist, "Then I'll go find Chen Chun'an to get some wine later, and I won't even need to borrow it. Alas, look at the whole thing, it seems like he has suddenly become a ceremonial saint. The scholars in the pulse are not as generous as those in the Yasheng lineage. It is my fault. It is because there is no wine here, otherwise I will definitely punish myself by drinking three glasses of wine."

The sage said: "The literary saint said. That's right."

The old scholar immediately laughed and said: "You stand upright and have a great spirit in your heart. No wonder you can be a saint above Chen Chun'an, but they are not as majestic as you. The only flaw is that some minor things were messed up."

The saint said: "If I remember correctly, someone almost threw a sack of registered disciples into the Liji Academy. Before this happened, he also encouraged his disciples, saying that if he really became a sage of the Lisheng lineage, he would definitely go to Nan Posuo Continent to control the sky? "

The old scholar waved his hands vigorously and denied: "It's impossible, it's impossible. Mao Xiaodong respects his teachers the most and will never betray his husband."

I don't know if he is denying or admitting.

The sage said: "Mao Xiaodong got high while drinking the sacrificial wine.The style of my husband is still a matter of fact.

The old scholar twisted his beard and nodded, admiring: "It makes sense." Dejin Dejin. "

The saint suddenly looked at the distance beyond the mountains and rivers of a continent and asked: "Sage Literary, can you win? Can fewer people die? ”

The old scholar thought for a while and replied: “Since you can’t do more, just think more about the good things.” ”

There are still some sages in the Confucian Temple who, at the expense of wasting their cultivation on the Great Dao, have searched for broken secret realms in the long river of time, and then put them on the vast map of the world, either waiting for the destined person, or coming into being at the right moment. In the end, it will become the latest cave or blessed place in the world. The Confucian Temple itself has never occupied it. A deputy leader once said with a smile, what do you need to do to compete with the world for interests?

The biggest gain in the past 10,000 years is, of course, the unraveling of the fifth world. The two major contributions in discovering traces and stabilizing the road are due to the old scholar who had the most quarrels with him and the old scholar who was the most dissatisfied in the 3rd and 4th battles in the past. The scholar was embarrassed and a certain accompanying saint was worshiped. After the old scholar showed up with Bai Ye, he felt relieved and passed away suddenly. He only met and smiled with the old scholar.

The remaining companions. Some of the sacrifices to the saints are complete, some are half, so weird, so resolute, they go to a distant place where they will never return, and stay with the saints for hundreds of thousands of years.

That’s why the old scholar who always felt most sorry for his youngest disciple never said a word for the current disciple on this far-away trip.

It was only in the fifth world that I met him. When he arrived at the wife he had found after all the hard work, the old scholar Ning Yao, the best young girl, he suddenly felt sad in front of his good friend Bai Ye, in front of a junior. Tears welled up on his face. It was hard to explain that this kind of suffering was not easy for a disciple of his own.

It was rare for the saint to take the initiative to speak and talk to the old scholar with a smile. This is an old story about an old friend. In fact, compared to these existences, they are not far apart in time. But when I think of it now, it seems like a distant thing: "My good friend passed by this place in the past, before returning to Tongye Continent. He scolded Literary Saint a lot of unpleasant words.

The old scholar scratched his head, then folded his arms and sneered: "Just give him a few scoldings, and there will be no less meat. If I am more serious, even if I am not a literary sage, I will read a few words in vain." Thousands of pounds of sage books! "

The saint smiled again and said: "My old friend's last sentence was that 'the cold pork head meat in the Confucian Temple is delicious, but the old showman can't eat it anyway. This guy has the shame to go to the Confucian Temple one day. You can steal a few pieces from him to eat'. "

The old scholar slapped his knee, "Eat as long as you want, who is afraid of whom? If a scholar secretly eats cold pig head meat, can he be called stealing? ! "

In the past, the old scholar rarely had a straight face and harshly taught a young disciple who never had to worry about his studies. The old scholar talked to a young man about the long-term future, "Xiao Qi! Today, sir, can youIt's the first time we've had a big fire with you. Listen carefully, sir, please speak louder. Don't cry... Okay, okay, it's true that it doesn't matter if you speak loudly... Is cold pig head meat so easy to eat? It's so Is it delicious? ! It’s best if you can eat it. If you can’t eat it, don’t eat it! You can’t become a sage just to eat pig head meat! How come it is not good to be a gentleman and the president of an academy, and why is one not ambitious enough? ”

The saying of eating cold pig head meat was not originated by the old scholar, but it was really carried forward by the old scholar. Many sages occasionally made fun of themselves and were willing to take the initiative to mention this saying.

Is it easy to be a saint?

The old scholar once said that in Confucianism, it is easy for a gentleman to die, but it is difficult for a saint to die. /p>

Why do the Confucian saints who sit in the sky and the dignified Confucian saints who accompany the Confucian Temple be regarded as scholars with profound knowledge in the world? Even the gentleman and sage can display Confucian magical powers.

For example Those seventy-two academies in Fuyao Continent and Tongye Continent, gentlemen and sages, those scholars who no longer have the opportunity to turn a page of sage books, were able to kill enemies and then die.

So why do they face each other? After a large-scale invasion of the barbaric world, the Confucian sages who sit in the sky can only integrate their destiny into one continent?

Is this the best thing that these poor sages can do? . Does that old thief Wanyan Laojing know? Of course he does. Do you care?

Those who slander or criticize the Zhongtu Confucian Temple for its lack of achievements know that the gentlemen and sages of Sanzhou Academy. , Do you know what will happen to the mountain leader and the Confucian scholar? Not necessarily.

Just like the sage around me said. "Old Friend" was the sage who accompanied Du Mao to Old Dragon City in Tongyezhou. The old scholar scolded him, and he would have been beaten if Yasheng had not shown up to stop him.

So what, there was no more cold pig head meat to eat in the Chinese Confucian Temple. With his previous experience of sitting in Tianmu for many years and still concentrating on honing his knowledge, he was forced to eat the incense of the Confucian Temple again, and he decided to return to Tongyezhou. , don’t say anything about death, that guy has to rush early.

And that guy’s true body, following the Li Sheng to protect the world, has long been shattered and dissipated in the fight with the remnants of the ancient gods. /p>

Does the old scholar want to give this a thumbs up?

Qingming Tianxia builds a white jade capital to suppress the demons outside the Lotus World, the Western Buddhist Kingdom. Suppressing countless of the most stubborn ghosts and evil spirits in the world, Haoran Tianxia seems to be responsible for targeting the demon clan in the wild world.

Being the most powerful in the world. The Great Sword Qi Wall is an important enclave. Tens of thousands of sword cultivators have been guarding this place for thousands of years, containing the demon clan in the wild world. Will the Confucian Temple just sit back and watch the show for thousands of years? Why is the ceremonial saint of the second deity in the Confucian Temple almost never present in the Confucian Temple?Show up? Even if they didn't even say anything about the three-fourth dispute? Even if there are hundreds of reasons, the biggest one is that there were too many foreign troubles back then, and distant worries are never far away.

All the accompanying sages who sit in the sky of Jiuzhou, their true bodies are outside the sky! Follow the Lisheng to fight against the remnants of the ancient gods! Only the Yin Shen is left in his hometown, half-dead, and wants to sit in the sky of Yizhou and be a pitiful piece of shit!

Otherwise, the ancient gods who are now piercing the sky to visit Haoran World have been in a daze for thousands of years, and they will be the door gods of our Haoran World? !

The old scholar said: "As you just said, when you have something to say, you should discuss the matter. Your friend has really benefited the world by relying on moral articles, and he has done quite well. In this way, I didn’t say it in front of you, I still said it to my disciples.”

The sage nodded and said, “This is what the sage of literature is saying, and it is the most suitable for me.”

In fact. In addition to the teachings of saints and sages, the words of the old scholar that impressed the Tianmu Sage the most were very old scholar, not quite a literary sage.

Anyone who doesn’t deal with me is a rotten bad guy? Whoever has a dispute with me is an enemy with no merit? Scholars with different cultural backgrounds from me are just reading in heretical ways?

Who the hell am I? !

At that time, the old scholar was in the Confucian Temple and spoke at the top of his voice. It seemed that he was talking about himself first, but in fact he was talking about everyone last.

The old scholar turned his head and asked sincerely: "Since you admire my knowledge and personality so much, why don't you become my disciple?"

The saint said calmly: " I am hundreds of years older than Wen Shengxu, not to mention the knowledge of our Lisheng lineage. I believe Wen Sheng knows well."

The old scholar rubbed his hands and said: "You, you, are still thin-skinned. Well, I have a very good relationship with your Master Li. It will be fine if you change the family. Even if Li Sheng doesn't praise you, I will praise you a few times. , What a good student who has no sense of sect.”

The saint didn’t answer.

Lao Xiucai is famous for climbing up the pole. If there is no pole, he has to chop bamboo and wood to make one.

Even if he is facing a ceremonial sage or even the most holy master.

Even when facing villagers or even schoolchildren.

The old scholar coughed lightly.

In the remote and inaccessible places in the mountains and rivers of the two continents, those people who have not been completely stripped of their awe-inspiring destiny will immediately have that strange phenomenon happening, or the clouds will roll and relax, or the water will rise and fall.

As for Nanposu Island, there is this saint beside the old scholar who is responsible for the luck of the mountains and rivers, and there are only a few ripples but no ripples.

The old scholar smiled and said: "I'm tired. I am not a good guest."

The saint shook his head and said: "Anyway, I don't have wine to entertain the literary saint."

The old scholar asked: "You are not chasing people away, are you?"

The saint nodded and smiled: "The literary saint said so.That's right.

The old scholar sighed with emotion: "I can only sit and wait for death, doesn't it feel good?" "

The saint shook his head and said: "It's better than the Literary Sage. You don't have to suffer pain." ”

The sages left only the Yin God to sit in the sky and be responsible for stabilizing the destiny of mountains and rivers. This is not only a helpless move for the Confucian Temple, but also a fortunate and suitable thing for the world, because since ancient times, the lonely sages have no real body. It is more pure and in line with the way of heaven.

The old scholar stood up, cursed and walked away.

Anyway, all the Qi practitioners in the world are full of righteous indignation. , often scolded these saints as good people who only know how to kill people, just like the old scholar.

The saint sighed, and Xiao Xun drew his sword and fought against the left and right. The old scholar was more than just a scholar. It takes a few sips of wine, but if it were an ordinary Ascension Realm monk, he would have swallowed mountains and rivers to make up for the foundation of the road.

The saint lowered his head and looked at Chen, the master of all memorial arches in the world. There is another quarrel over at the academy.

Nowadays, there are many Confucian students in the official academies of the major dynasties in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and even in these seventy-two academies, they all speak up and seem to be willing to cut themselves off. Even though they are Confucian scholars, they still want to scold the sages for their inaction. They are so confused that they seem to have not touched half of the military books, and they have allowed Tongye, Fuyao and most of the Jinjia Continent to watch the fall of the Central Earth Divine Continent. Is it so big that I can't even defend the two small places of Tongyezhou and Fuyaozhou? As long as all the saints from the Confucian Temple come out and ten people from Zhongtu are there to help, ten people are not enough, plus ten candidates. Then there are the mighty Yu Pu and the immortals who help out. Those beasts in the wild world, who have fourteen thrones and no thrones, are all easily smashed and destroyed in a snap.

There is one wearing a red cotton jacket. The young woman sat quietly in a gathering of Confucian scholars and listened for a long time. Regardless of whether what they said was right or not, she listened first before speaking.

But after hearing too many conclusive words, she also had some thoughts. I wanted to ask a few questions, so I found a Confucian scholar from the academy and asked, "Are you going to invite the immortals from the Ascension Realm to come out? ”

“There is a most holy teacher, a sage and a sage. "

"What if they are still unwilling to come out? After all, people will die in war. Everyone in Tongyezhou’s Ascension Realm is dead. Cherishing life and fearing death, I think the monks on the mountain are the same as us. After all, going up the mountain to practice is to achieve enlightenment and live forever. ”

“I don’t even need to talk about the Holy Master. I only talk about the rules of etiquette. How dare I not listen? Who dares to disobey! "

"How dare you not listen? How many were killed to establish authority? And then the rest had no choice but to reluctantly follow them to the battlefield? In the end, as you said, they all died generously and died in a faraway land? Aren’t the words of the Great Patriarch of Tuoyue Mountain being circulated nowadays, saying that we great monks in the world are not free? Will he really be free by then, for example, just switch to the wild world? When the time comes, we have to fight against the barbaric world, and at the same time we have to prevent our own people from rebelling. Will it be very difficult?Hard work. The key is the human heart. The higher the people and things are, the higher you climb to see the distance. In the same way, the higher you climb and see the actions of people from the distance, the more people below the mountain will see them. If you see them in your eyes, then the whole of Middle-earth The people of Shenzhou? ”

“People’s hearts? In a time of great chaos, what does this little bit of people’s hearts mean? ! Those who do great things do not stick to trivial matters! As long as a great victory is won, the hearts of the people on the mountain and below will be turned upside down. "

"Of course you have to pay attention, because from the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain to Wenhai Zhoumi, and then to the entire Jiazi account, the wild world has actually been calculating people's hearts. For example, didn't Zhou Mi say again that when he lands on the Divine Continent of Middle Earth in the future, only the Confucian Temple and the Academy will be demolished in the wild world, and nothing else will be left intact? The dynasty is still the same, the Immortal Family is still the same, everything is still the same. Tuoyue Mountain will not monopolize the power gained by the relocation of our Confucian Temple. We are willing to sign a contract with the Middle-earth Immortals and Feisheng, and plan to divide the continent equally with all the major sects of the Middle-earth Divine Continent. The premise is that these old masters of the upper five realms on the mountaintop of the Immortal Family do not help each other and can only watch from the sidelines. As for the genealogy masters below the upper five realms, even if they go to the battlefields of various continents to kill monsters, the wild world will not be settled by the Queen of Autumn. . Look, isn’t this the human heart? "

"What are you doing with all this nonsense? How dare you talk nonsense about the people on the mountain? Do you still talk about the great righteousness of scholars? I heard that you are still a disciple of Shanya Academy. You are from a small place and have limited knowledge. There is not much benevolence, justice and morality in the heart. "

"Am I not discussing matters with you? ”

“Go, go, don’t make any noise, what does a woman know?” ”

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This Chinese Confucian scholar who studied in this academy went elsewhere and continued to speak loudly and energetically with his colleagues. Guiding the country.

If it were Xiuhu Cui Chan, all of them would be detained and sent directly to the northern battlefield of Jinjiazhou via several intercontinental ferries, whether you really want to die or just to gain fame. , let’s talk about it after death.

Li Baoping, who traveled alone from the Central Earth Divine Continent, couldn’t help but sigh, took off the wine gourd, and secretly took a sip of wine.

It’s really tiring to talk to people. No matter what I said, you should listen to what I said. It’s not because I said something wrong.

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The old scholar went to the earth.

After accidentally catching a glimpse of the red dress, the old scholar suddenly felt good and planned to chat with Chen Chun'an first. Go and meet the little treasure bottle again.

On a stone cliff near the water, the mellow man who had changed from a man carrying the sun and moon on his shoulders to a continent with the sun and moon hanging in the sky did not turn his head, "Liu." After crossing to Fuyao Island, Xiao Xun was still blocking them on the way. "

The old scholar lamented: "The little girl with the braids looks very cute, but she is so unlovable when she acts. "

Chen Chun'an smiled and asked, "Do you really have no regrets at all about what Xiao Min did? "

The old scholar said: "You have to let others be alive. As for other things, what should be done?of. You must first take responsibility for your mistakes before you can talk about correcting them. "

Chen Chun'an said: "It's the most difficult thing to control. "

The old scholar nodded and said: "The book is different from the book, and it is difficult for scholars. "

Chen Chun'an let out a sigh and joked for the first time: "Is the old scholar about to start scolding? If you want to criticize, don’t just criticize scholars from the literary sage lineage. Remember to bring those scholars with you as well. "

The old scholar said: "The first few pages of the almanac are the books I borrowed from the old man. Do you want to hear it? Not to mention you, even your husband may not be as clear as I am. You are also someone who likes to read only the books of sages and ignore what is going on outside the window. You don’t like to inquire about those old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Our sub-sage is also cautious. Looking at his posture, he wishes that he would burn a stick of incense every time he turns a page of the book. He wasn't tired himself, but he looked really tired in my eyes. ”

Chen Chun’an raised his hand, and there was a jug of wine in his hand, which he handed to the old scholar.

The old scholar shook the unusual jug, and the wine inside was even more intense. Miraculously, the old scholar frowned and threw it back to Chen Chun'an, "You can keep the beauty of this place for yourself, I don't lack any of it. "

The old scholar said: "I am not very strong right now, please help me cover up a little if I am distracted. If something goes wrong and the secret is revealed, it's all your fault. ”

Chen Chunan immediately helped to isolate the world.

As long as he was talking about business, the old scholar never hesitated.

The old scholar looked at the road outside the stone cliff. Dashui told some old Huang Li and Chen Chun'an

Ten thousand years ago, the human race climbed to the top and reached the sky, shattering the heaven in one fell swoop, either killing or expelling those superior beings. , those beings who regarded the human race as the source of incense and wantonly controlled the life and death of all races became a thing of the past. In fact, when that moment came, almost all races felt that they could not believe that the whole world had truly won. It seems that the human race will be responsible for creating eternal peace.

The demon clan, which existed earlier than the human race, has had its faults and merits. In fact, it still has deep grievances with the human race, and finally got a quarter. The world of the future, that is, the wild world of later generations, with mountains and rivers, is vast, but the products are the poorest and the spiritual energy is relatively thin. After that, the sword cultivator who made great achievements was killed after an earth-shattering civil strife. They migrated to the area where the Sword Qi Great Wall is today and built a high city. The three old ancestors later appeared and finally worked together to help build the Sword Qi Great Wall into a large formation that could stand alone regardless of the weather in the wild world.

Chen Chun'an asked: "Those ancient sword cultivators did not hesitate to break with all camps back then. What happened? All I know is that if the sword cultivator hadn't split internally first, it's hard to say what the world would be like now.

The old scholar sighed and said: "What else can we do? Sword cultivators are the most lethal sword cultivators in the world and have killed the most gods in the sky. One of the sword cultivators has an unruly temperament. I think that sword cultivator is the most powerful one in the world." The ancestors of the three religions all feel that the ruins of Heaven, which no one should touch, should be sealed off.When they got up, the sword cultivator felt that of course they must occupy it. They promised to kill all the remnants of the gods who fled far away, so that others would not have to worry. Another group of sword cultivators, led by Chen Qingdu, Long Jun and Guangzhao, felt that this should not be the case and could choose to recuperate and recuperate on a larger piece of human land. The result was that, they had another fierce fight, and the fight almost turned the world upside down again. "

"Although Chen Qingdu did not take action against the sword cultivator, the founder of the military strategist turned out to be in the same camp as the sword cultivator early on. It was just a little bit close. About to win.

Chen Chun'an asked again: "At that time, the human race suffered a tragic victory. How can we rest assured that the remaining sword cultivators are still there?" Not afraid of what might happen? Although sword cultivators like Chen Qingdu and others did not draw their swords at that time, the seeds of so much hatred would sooner or later turn into a large tree with sword energy soaring into the sky. As long as Chen Qingdu, Guanzhao and others regret one day, or if the sword cultivator conflicts with other human races again, they will definitely use their swords. ”

“So. "

The old scholar said helplessly: "So he became a prisoner. Isn't that pitiful? Of course it is extremely pitiful! But you have to know that back then, the remaining sword cultivators might not even be worthy of the prison sentence! Look at the Sword Qi Great Wall of later generations, does our Confucian Temple have any restrictions at all? At that time, the second ancestor of the military strategist who lost his spouse directly said that these unruly guys, who are closest to the gods, will be a big trouble sooner or later. Didn't the sword cultivator earlier refuse to obey? Those who feel that they have made great achievements must occupy the ruins of the Heavenly Palace. Very good. They are not gods. They want to be new gods. The rest of them have changed their minds and joined the battlefield to draw swords one after another. There are not a few. In this case, it is better for both parties to just have fun. , at worst, the two sides have to fight for hundreds of years to see which side is wiped out first, which would be easy. Only in the next thousands of years can the world truly be at peace! "

Chen Chun'an felt somewhat clear.

The old scholar waved his sleeves gently, "Watch it. Some of them were said by the old man himself, and some were pictures I imagined, but when added together, they are definitely not too far from the truth. "

Chen Chunan looked up and saw figures from ancient times appearing on the bank of the river.

On the bank of the river, the figures seemed not far apart. , and as if the world is far away,

An old master stood by the water, and the deceased seemed to have some enlightenment.

A dull-looking monk stood on the opposite bank of the old master. Looking towards the shore.

A young Taoist priest was sitting by the water, washing his face. There was a green cow lying beside him. Then the young Taoist priest raised his head, as if talking to the old scholar after ten thousand years. Chen Chun'an smiled slightly.

A burly man holding a sword in both hands and wearing armor frowned but looked murderously at the young man with a sword on his back

This riverside meeting was attended by only one person named Chen Qingdu.

In addition, there were two ancestors of the demon clan, one of whom was present. It was later TuoyueThe mountain master, the ancestor of the wild world. The other one is none other than Bai Ze.

Beside Bai Ze stood a middle-aged man in a green shirt, who was the Lisheng.

Farther away, there are still several majestic figures with endless ancient meanings, but they are relatively blurry. Even Chen Chun'an can't see their true faces.

In the farthest place, the farthest place from everyone, there is a tall figure, who seems to be holding up his black hair.

The old scholar said: "The first sentence Chen Qingdu spoke at that time was so strong that it seemed as if he was holding up the world with his backbone. Just one sentence! He would hit Chen Qingdu whenever he said."

The old scholar pointed to the burly man with a knife in both hands near the young man carrying the sword. He held the knife in one hand and rubbed his chin with the other, "Very good."

Further away. At this point, Bai Ze wanted to speak, but Li Sheng gently pulled his sleeve and shook his head to show that he was not in a hurry.

The tall figure in the farthest distance had a vague figure but a colder voice that was clearer, "I help Chen Qingdu."

The monk on the other side shook his head.

The young Taoist priest sighed, "Can't you even see the real enemy of the great road?"

Even if you just look at a picture of time ten thousand years ago from a distance, even if you know the final result , Chen Chunan is still inevitably in a heavy mood.

The old scholar chuckled, "Next, it's our old man's turn to take action. He's grand and grand. How grand. Do you think my heartfelt words are just flattering? No way!"

Chen Chun'an saw the old master, the most holy master in the world, waving his hands, then walked to the young man carrying the sword, gently pressed the hilt of the sword, raised his head and said with a smile: "I will take care of the sword cultivator. Come and make an oath, no matter how you choose to be a swordsman in the future, or who you use the sword against, I, a Confucian, will bear all the consequences and responsibilities."

The monk on the other side clasped his hands together, and the Taoist priest by the river nodded gently.

Then the old master looked back and smiled with the young man carrying the sword: "Chen Qingdu, believe me, I will always give the sword cultivator an explanation in the future. I can't say how good it is, but I promise it's not bad. ."

"Chen Qingdu, if you can't trust me, it won't be a problem. Just use your sword as you please, and I will repair and protect the sword for the world. Anyway, you have already gotten used to it. "

Chen Chun'an suddenly became serious. The mellow scholar's expression became more solemn and solemn. He bowed and bowed to the sage master from ten thousand years ago.

Worship me, Chen Chun’an, the true sage in my heart.

The tall figure at the far end said calmly: "It's best to fight. If we can't fight, I will go to your territory from now on."

The old scholar put away Time scroll.

There was no trace of the water outside the cliff.

This is the facts and truth.

Otherwise, who could define those sword cultivators who were best at fighting back then as prisoners? ! Because it’s everyone except the sword cultivator! Not only the human race, but also the two ancestors of the demon race.

Besides, it’s not something that the sword cultivator can completely understand.

The scabbard of a sword cultivator cannot control the sword, and the Taoist heart of a Taoist cultivator cannot control the Taoism. No matter how many thousands of years pass in the future, the human race will only be a muddy pond!

In the past, the gods were high in the sky and regarded all the humans on the earth as puppets. Will the humans be able to sit back and relax in the future? And then start killing each other?

The two leaders who took over the discussion on behalf of the Yao clan at that time actually had huge differences on the matter of wandering sword cultivators. One approved it and the other did not.

But since we were divided into a wild world, we didn’t say much. But the co-leader of the Wild World, who approved of turning sword cultivators into prisoners, never thought that the place where the prisoners would be stationed would be between the Wild World and the Haoran World.

After all, compared to Jian Xiu, a member of the human race, the grudges between the demon clan and the human race are more complicated.

At that time, by the riverside, there were two great ancestors of the demon clan, one of whom was the current master of Tuoyue Mountain, and the other was Bai Ze, who was later nominally suppressed in Xiongzhen Tower.

Why are there so many remnants of ancient gods that have suddenly appeared all at once after being dormant for ten thousand years? And they are all coming to our vast world? Not to fight Bai Yujing, not to step on Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world? Because Haoran Tianxia accepted all the sword cultivators, the first two scholars took up the responsibility to preserve the incense for the sword cultivators in the world! Otherwise, the world of Haoran and the world of wilderness will be separated from each other at worst. Why is it unnecessary to have a Great Wall of Sword Qi where people will die for thousands of years? Are you going to make Haoran Tianxia and Jianqi Great Wall hate each other?

No matter what, since Confucianism dares to speak this truth, it will have to pay the price and endure thousands of years of attacks from outside the world!

All the accompanying saints and saints who were sitting in the sky, stripped off the avenue on their own, went to the sky with their true bodies, and followed the sages to fight with them. Only the Yin Shen was left in Haoran's hometown. Until now, no one is half human and half ghost. existence? Isn't that the fate of Tongyezhou gentleman Zhong Kui? It’s been a long time ago.

Except for the group of ancient remnants who were able to escape the disaster, those who once held the highest positions either completely disappeared or were forced to reincarnate as humans.

The rest are countless. There are too many, but which one is easy to mess with?

Then why is Chen Qingdu willing to go to Tuoyue Mountain with his sword to repay a favor? Why is he willing to defend the city for ten thousand years? It is to cultivate the sword and learn from the sage master. Earn an upright "explanation"!

Otherwise, in your eyes, Chen Qingdu is just a waste, a huge waste?

When we were discussing things by the river, we didn’t dare to draw our swords, we didn’t dare to die at the word of death, and the world was devastated? The Great Wall of Sword Qi was cut into two pieces, but there was still no sword left. The boss swordsman was not even as good as the teenage sword cultivator of the lower fifth realm?

The old scholar sat on the stone cliff, glanced at the sky, and then said softly: "I once asked the old man why the saint did what he did and did what he did.Such a huge sacrifice must not be mentioned, not a word mentioned. The Confucian Temple also seems to be deliberately hiding. Only those gentlemen who are candidates for saints can know some inside information, so that they can make a choice early on whether they want to be that existence that is neither human nor ghost. I was really anxious at the time, so I asked the old man, "Why don't we tell the world about our hard work and the difficulty of running the family?" Please tell me the truth with all your sincerity. Whether you can listen to it or remember it, let's give it a try. At worst, it can make the white-eyed wolf know that he is a white-eyed wolf. "

"You know how the old man answered me. The old man stretched out three fingers, not three sentences, but only three words. "

"Why? "

Chen Chun'an asked doubtfully: "What do you mean by these three words of the Holy Master? ”

Is it the Holy Master who is blaming and demanding all saints and sages, or is it because he has been in harmony with the world for thousands of years... Is it inevitable that he will be disappointed? Or is there some other profound meaning?

The old scholar is great Wei regretfully said: "You know I'm always good at observing people's emotions, but at that time the old man's face was expressionless and there was no clue at all, so I couldn't guess the answer. "

Chen Chun'an said: "The sage is willing to give the world as much freedom as possible. This is actually what Jia Sheng hates the most. He wants to separate heaven and earth again. The most outstanding cultivators will be in heaven, and everyone else will be on earth. Compared with the vast world in the past, the strong have the greatest freedom, while the weak have no freedom at all. But the strong person in Jia Sheng's eyes actually has nothing to do with character.

The old scholar stood on tiptoe and patted Chen Chun'an on the shoulder, "It's not easy for you. Being poked in the spine is almost catching up with my style back then. Okay, okay." I am a poor brother and you are a poor brother. We are so good, so it’s no wonder we can chat together. ”

The monks from the Middle-earth Divine Continent who are inextricably related to the three continents of Tongye Continent, Fuyao Continent and Jinjia Continent, the powerful families of the major dynasties, and the many immortal families on the mountaintops are all dead. After keeping an eye on the battlefield trends in Nan Po Suo Continent, in the final analysis, I was just looking at Chen Chun'an. I kept it in my stomach, and started to point fingers, and some even spoke openly.

The old scholar said softly: "Death, damn, why haven't you come to Nan Posuo Continent to die? Why haven't you gone to Jinjia Continent to die? Why didn't scholars die in the Sword Qi Great Wall earlier? Now why don't they die in Tongye Continent? Why don't they die in Fuyao Continent?" From now on, why don’t the ten people in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth not die? How come the ten people in the Haoran World don’t die? How come the deputy leader of the Confucian Confucian Temple doesn’t die in offering wine in the palace, and how come the saints don’t die. Plus, you, Chen Chun'an, why didn't you die outside Nan Po Suo Continent? "

The old scholar said helplessly: "Many saints have died."

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, "You should give Chen Chun'an a chance to die a worthy death." Each one of them is a bitch, a hundred times worse than A Liang! ”

“When the mountains and rivers of Nanposuzhou are destroyed, oh, shut up, or even stop shutting up, let alone talk. First, call Chen Chun’an a waste. If you don’t eat, you will die early. If you live in an ignoble way, you will die. There is still a bit of heroic spirit, and then he calls Chen Chun'an aThe sinners who have great cultural heritage and great achievements in the world deserve to die, die well, otherwise they will be even more ashamed of the Yasheng lineage and the Chinese Confucian Temple. "

Chen Chun'an seemed to have expected this, and was not disappointed at all. He just smiled and said: "In our Yasheng lineage, the Confucian Temple has the most saints. "

Among the many Confucian traditions in the world, it is true that the Yasheng lineage is the most popular.

The old scholar hummed, "So you will die more, and the burden will be heavy. It's heavier, so I won't argue with you. ”

When an old scholar has something good, he should recognize it. Whether it is good principles, good people, good deeds, or good people’s hearts, he should recognize them all. Calculate right and wrong separately.

The best thing in the world. Those who cannot bear the slightest injustice are those scholars who "only choose good things to read, only choose good things to listen to, and only choose profitable things to study." Regardless of the carefulness, one thing is true. The Confucian Confucian Temple does have too little control and is used to it.

Nowadays, many Confucian scholars in the Yasheng lineage are relatively upright and upright, and they will scold them if they make mistakes, even if they are from their own family. The mainstay of Chen Chun'an, a scholar who carries the sun and the moon on his shoulders, also dares to scold and is willing to scold.

Chen Chun'an didn't mind at all. Instead, he sincerely gave some explanations to many people and said with a smile: "You can think so. I dare to say this openly, which is actually very good. After all, my heart is towards the vast world. In the future, as I read more and my horizons widen, things will be different. I have always felt that the young people in these years will become more knowledgeable as they read more. Each generation gets better. I am convinced of this. When you look back at Wanyan Laojing, apart from his higher cultivation level, what else can he compare with? Let’s talk about Mr. Nalan from Middle-earth. The sect he belongs to is in a very awkward situation just because of his origin and the fact that there are mostly monster monks. He is no better than me and can’t bear it the same. So, what you say about always being crazy and being less calm is not entirely correct. ”

“The same principle also applies to people, places and timings. You are so stupid in saying this.

The old scholar smiled and said: "If it weren't for the hard work of a group of gentlemen and sages to stop and explain the reason, we would have almost caused trouble with the mountain just because of the death of a perfectly placed monster chess piece." The monks killed each other. "

Chen Chunan suddenly said: "There are still too few old scholars in the world. Otherwise it would indeed be much better. ”

Only an old scholar can invite Bai Ye to open up the fifth world.

I can invite Bai Ze to “help each other”, and even let Bai Ze take the initiative to come up with A picture of the ancestors searching the mountains was given to Nan Po Suozhou

Chen Chun'an rarely said a kind word for the old scholar, but he never thought that the old scholar would not appreciate it, and stamped his feet: "Well said, old man! Why? ! Why should Zhou Shenzhi go to Fuyaozhou Shanshui Cave? Why did Yu Xuan, Fu Lu, risk his life and leave the Middle Earth Divine Continent? Why did Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City go to Aquarius Continent to take on a disciple, passing by Lu Shui Keng 'by the way'. Why do you have to bring people to Nan Posuo Island to lose money even if you pinch your nose? ! Why should Ya Sheng's only son lie down at the foot of Tuoyue Mountain?Why is it that my disciple is going to use his sword to chop his own husband, but he is also going to save Bai Ye? ! Why did Lu Zhi chase Liu Cha without saying anything? Why didn't the dragon slayer reach Lizhu Cave and not slay the dragon? ! Why does the Fire Dragon Master want to guard the long bridge on the sea? Why would Taoist Temple Smelly Niubi be willing to take out a natal iron ring? Why did the old monk Chicken Soup want to take the initiative to enter the game? Why did Bai Ye travel far away with his sword and finally feel proud of himself? "

The old scholar sighed, "Of course the people can have a clear conscience. I never know what is going on in the mountains or in the heavens. Never be harsh on them at all. "

Just asked again, "What about those cultivators who have enough vision? What about the one who is obviously looking at it but turns a blind eye? "

Chen Chun'an replied: "This is the freedom given by our Confucianism. If we are willing to do this ourselves, then we can enjoy it and not complain at all. ”

The demon clan in the wild world is like a starving person who barbarically breaks into a wealthy family. He is rushing to eat and survive. If he runs slowly, he will be killed behind him. The great demon was killed on the battlefield, and everyone in his hometown would die. Would you dare to do this, a Confucian saint? Is it appropriate? ?

Only Aquarius Island is the most willing, the most daring to compete with the wild world in terms of ruthlessness, meticulousness of methods, and calculation of people's hearts.

How many mountain monks in the world heard what Tuo Yueshan said, and how many actually listened to it? Anyway, there was definitely more than one Wanyan Laojing who rebelled against Jin Jiazhou.

The old scholar stamped his feet and said angrily: "I want to complain. I can't bear to curse the people, but there are some great monks on the mountain who are better at calculating things than Mr. Huai, especially some people within the Confucian orthodoxy." These bastard scholars are out of their minds! One by one, I spit on his face! "

"I have to admit one thing, people who practice Taoism are already alien. There are good and bad. "

Chen Chun'an was silent for a long time and then said: "Human nature is evil. "

After hearing these words, the old scholar was not happy at all. Instead, he said: "The mind is divided into two parts, and people's hearts are good. Today's young people are very different. After all, the future is promising.

Chen Chun'an finally smiled and said: "Nowadays, the disciples and students of the Literary Sage lineage are so powerful. On the other hand, my Yasheng lineage is scolded because of me. Are you secretly happy?" "

The old scholar patted Chen Chun'an's sleeve and said, "I'm not that kind of person. It is a bad idea to judge the belly of a scholar with the heart of a sage. "

The old scholar couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. Look, are you holding it back and having fun? It's nothing.

The old scholar's figure disappeared in a flash. Go find the little treasure bottle.

Chen Chun'an was about to ask.

The old scholar's hoarse voice echoed across the lake, "Wait and see." ”

The seemingly empty Chinese Confucian Temple has slight ripples.

On the Confucian Temple Square, it was already in pieces.

On the opposite side, near Jiaolonggou, a huge whirlpool appeared at the feet of an old man in gray.

On the top of Suishan Mountain in the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth, the burly Golden-armored Mountain God cupped his fists and said, "Meet the Holy Master."

An old master in a Confucian shirt smiled and said: "Suishan is the highest place in the world. I'll lend you a piece of land for a while. Sorry to bother you. Remember to send all the creatures to the top of Chujun Mountain. There may be a lot of noise later."

Golden Armor God The man still clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Pengpi is shining."

The old master said helplessly: "Did you learn from that scholar?"

The golden-armored god smiled, no If you don't want to disturb the Holy Master and others from asking about a world, go directly to the foot of Suishan Mountain.

The old master sat cross-legged, took out a book from his sleeve, and said in the voice of his heart and in the holy words of heaven and earth: "It's not like you, I haven't fought for a long time, I'm sorry."

When the old man took out this book, the shoulders of the golden-armored god standing at the foot of Suishan Mountain sank. Not only that, the entire Suishan Mountain sank several feet in an instant.

The vast world is outside the sky.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar in blue shirt, who has the power of heaven and earth, holds his hands empty, and protects the entire world in the palm of his hand with only his own strength and courtesy.

A sage who traveled here to accompany the Confucian Temple is fighting against the remnants of ancient gods.

For thousands of years, the situation outside has never been so dangerous.

A god who was as majestic as the ceremonial saint, but appeared to be as small as a mustard seed because he was very far away, struck out with a sword again.

Beside him, there was a huge god who had been with him for thousands of years. He grabbed a star beside him, used thunder and lightning to instantly refine it into a thunder pool, and smashed it against the golden body of a deputy leader of the Confucian Temple. Dharma.

When the old master who is in charge of the world opens the first page of the book.

The entire mountain's roots shook again, and it suddenly fell even more.

Only I am vast and white. Not to mention a scholar.

At the top of Suishan Mountain, the old master glanced at a human world in Tushen Continent, where plum trees were in bloom.

Finally, the old master looked into the distance.

You really fucking think I can’t fight? !

(End of this chapter)