Chapter 407 Confucian Emperor, Immortal Emperor and Half-Step Emperor


Chapter 407: Confucian Emperor, Immortal Emperor and Banbu Emperor

At the end of Chen Shi.

In Xinglingfu City, in the only square called Xiluo Academy, eight thousand students gathered. A huge and towering altar was built in the middle, and a statue of an old man with a long beard and Confucian robe stood solemnly. The top of the altar.

Nine stone tablets are erected around the altar according to the positions of the nine palaces. They are engraved with classic quotes from Confucian educators and the most holy teachers. The sentences are thought-provoking and alert to the world!

Huang Taigai, Taixun Gong, Yu Siliu and Song Laochu, a group of old Confucians and three thousand Confucian students sat around, as if listening to scriptures and lectures.

At the beginning of the month, in the gloomy sky, it suddenly started snowing again.

Qin Wang Jiang Yuqing, dressed in imperial robes, came with hundreds of civil and military personnel.

Three thousand Confucian scholars and eight thousand students stood up and saluted: "Students pay homage to His Highness King Qin!"

The ordinary students of Eight Thousand Academy, both male and female, have extremely fiery eyes and good martial arts talents. Yes, I admire the King of Qin Jiang Yuqing to the extreme. After all, the only one in the world who can defeat forty-seven people in the same realm with one move is the King of Qin. What kind of terrifying fighting talent is this?

That’s right! The news that Xin Zhuo defeated Mr. Dongfang, Zhuang Shisan and others with one move has spread all over the world.

For students with average martial arts talents who want to seek fame and fortune, the Western Qin that had just defeated the Great Zhou Dynasty was simply a holy land, and the King of Qin was the master of this "holy land".

However, Xin Zhuo's thoughts were not on these people at all, and there was nothing to be polite about. He just looked at the altar, then flicked his sleeves and climbed up the steps step by step.

In fact, the purpose of worshiping the sage sages of Confucianism and adopting Confucianism is to make Confucianism the state religion of the Western Qin Dynasty. The red tape involved is no less than when the emperor ascended the throne, but he and Huang Taigai made it very clear, omitting them all and directly Sacrifice.

He doesn’t have so much time to waste.

Huang Taigai and others knew about his physical condition and did not take it seriously. When they saw him on stage, four people followed him.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xin Zhuo arrived at the altar and walked towards the statue of the Holy Master.

A huge three-legged bronze incense burner was placed in front of the statue. At this time, the mist was filled with smoke, covering the face of the Holy Master.

But it can still be distinguished that this is a kind-hearted old man, but his forehead is protruding like a sarcoma. This is similar to the portraits of Lao Tzu, the Antarctic Immortal and Confucius in his previous life.

In fact, the appearance of a protruding forehead is basically the result of later generations. It is impossible for the Holy Master himself to look like this. !" It takes the beautiful meaning of "good luck, wealth and longevity" and makes it special.

Besides, Huang Taigai muttered Ji Qu Niu Ya’s memorial service for a long time, and then the four of them looked at Xin Zhuo together, their eyes extremely warm, as if some wish had finally been fulfilled: “Your Highness, yes Let’s start!”

Xin Zhuo was startled, pointed at the statue and said: "I don't think it's right!"

The four of them were surprised: "What's wrong?"

Xin Zhuo said: "The statue is covered with Dust, this is disrespectful to the Holy Master!"

Huang Taigai smiled and said: "I accidentally got some dust while we were working on it, but I didn't pay attention to it!"

"No! Yes! ”

Xin Zhuo looked serious, stretched out his hand, and used the force of water flow. A ball of well water flew from the well in the courtyard in the distance. This beautiful water flow technique made the surrounding students exclaim.

Xin Zhuo then took the opportunity to add water from the Moon Moon Well, walked to the statue, jumped into the air, poured it down from the beginning, and washed it bit by bit.

"Okay!"

Seeing that Xin Zhuo was so "devout" and "serious", Huang Taigai and the other four felt convinced that I, Confucianism, had assisted him for so long.

After finally wiping it, Xin Zhuo stepped back and recited some kind of sacrificial ritual silently, seemingly sincerely, but in fact he was summoning Wangyuejing.

A new sacrificial spirit appeared in the well, but Xin Zhuo only glanced at it and was shocked:

[Sacrificial spirit: the true spirit of Confucian luck, which contains thousands of martial arts masters and Confucian emperors in Sandao Mountain. Rhyme; with the spirit of millions of immortal masters and immortal emperors in the Jiutian Mountains and Seas!

Share: dry level! You can’t share it without becoming a half-step emperor and half-immortal!

Forcibly seize: Level B, a single Western Qin Confucian shallow spirit of luck.

Integration and Sharing: The opportunity is ripe, you can share it once and give it up immediately! 】

Holy shit!

This is like a nuclear bomb that suddenly exploded on the ants that were struggling to survive.

This is the first time Mochizuki has revealed so much!

Mochizuki Well is a magic weapon that is impossible to brag about! It appears to be clearly true.

So, is there really an emperor in the world? Immortal Emperor?

Sharing at senior level? Beyond the arrangement of A, B, C and D!

So, how far are you from the Great Emperor and the Immortal Emperor?

Could it be that despite all the hard work I have been practicing till now, I am still an ant in the mortal realm? The listed company is currently at the stage of setting up a pancake stall and not buying a pancake pan?

This made him feel bored for a while. He only felt how big the world was, how vast the heaven and earth were, and how vast the path of martial arts cultivation was, which made people feel powerless!

Suddenly I am full of energy. Wouldn’t it be interesting to go all the way?

Just as he was thinking about it, several urgings came from beside him: "Your Highness? Your Highness?"

Huang Taigai and the other four were a little confused. What was Jiang Yuqing doing? Do you still think he is thinking about something silently in his heart? This is a stick of incense. Isn’t it too long?

Xin Zhuo finally came to his senses and asked casually: "Do you know how far this great emperor in this world... is?"

Huang Taigai was stunned for a moment: "Great emperor?"

This touched upon the intellectual blind spot of this old Confucian earth immortal. It is said that the great emperor was a warrior ten thousand years ago. There are still two opinions on whether he existed or not. How many realms... who can tell clearly?

"I'm afraid you have to be in the realm of thirty or fifty, right?"

Huang Taigai always liked to follow his own fancy, so he made a random comment, "Could it be related to His Highness's sacrifice to the Holy Master?" It didn't have much to do with it, but from now on Judging from the description of the sacrifice to the spirits, are you Confucian disciples a little too awesome? Why do Confucian emperors and immortal emperors read your Confucian books?

Xin Zhuo restrained his messy and unrealistic thoughts. This Confucian sacrifice can still be collected. It is just the luck of these old Confucian scholars in the Western Qin Dynasty.

I lit three sticks of incense and raised my hands above my head: "Disciple Jiang Yuqing, today I would like to join Confucianism, practice Confucian teachings, and educate the world. Disciple pays homage to the most holy teacher!"


Bow three times in a row.

On the first prayer, a faint illusion appeared in the air in front of my eyes, which seemed to be a large group of scholars listening to the scriptures.

Xin Zhuo was startled.

On the second rak'ah, a glorious country appeared in mid-air, with hundreds of millions of people, tens of millions of people, and an army of conquests. The scene was orderly, but extremely complicated.

Xin Zhuo frowned.

On the third day of worship, the country fell, the people were fighting, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the people's livelihood was in trouble. Suddenly, Confucian scholars came to educate the people.

Xin Zhuo was in a daze.

"This is the magic of Confucianism!"

Huang Taigai and the other four obviously saw it, and sighed: "Ordinary people will never have such an illusion when they worship, unless one The Lord of the Earth, blessed by luck, Your Highness is the Lord of the Western Qin Dynasty, so you can see that all the glory and wealth in this world are just fleeting clouds, passing away in a blink of an eye, and the princes and generals are just like dry graves and bones, returning after a hundred years, only education can do it. It will last for a long time, just like me, Confucian, please be pious in your heart!”

“That’s right!”

Xin Zhuo responded casually, and then looked at the Confucian sacrifices in the moon well.

[Sacrifice to the spirit: The true spirit of Confucian luck...

Forcibly seize: Level B, a single Western Qin Confucian shallow true spirit of luck.

Integration and Sharing: The opportunity is ripe, you can share it once and give it up immediately! 】

He breathed a sigh of relief. He had no intention of grabbing it in front of a large crowd, so he had a casual chat with Huang Taigai and the other four, and hurriedly got off the altar and went straight to the Qin Palace.

After returning to the palace, he dismissed Sai Qingzhu and the other girls, closed the palace door tightly, sat cross-legged at the desk, and then called out to the Moon-watching Well.

Grab!

【Yuehua:80/100. 】

【The True Code of the First Master】

【Incomplete second-grade realm, note: The world and the earth here are mutually exclusive and lack opportunities! 】

The "Master's True Code" should be something like "The True Seal of the King of Qin" or "The True Seal of the Great Zhou Dynasty", which can be used by the well owner's current state to integrate into the fusion technique!

But realm grabbing is still incomplete!

In other words, he still cannot enter the earthly realm, and the Confucian spirit sacrifices cannot help him get rid of the continuous atrophy of his body's meridians and the passage of his lifespan!

His heart tightened, he stretched out his hand and absorbed it!

The shadow of a book shakily appeared in front of me.

The meridians in the body are once again sore and swollen, and they continue to expand.

Then strength filled the whole body, and the blood was extremely full.

However, immediately afterwards, life passed extremely quickly, and his hair was covered with silver, his face was wrinkled, and he was getting old.

The atrophy of meridians is accelerating again!

He immediately followed Wangyuejing’s instructions to replace this one-time Confucian sacrificial spirit, and then crazily grabbed the lifespan of the descendant of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

This time it took a hundred to get back to normal!

Fortunately, Dazhou has surrendered enough pawns.

After finishing everything, he fell on his back, covered in sweat and panting like an ox.

This feeling is not only painful, but also a sense of helplessness as death is suddenly far and near, and life itself cannot be controlled.

"What kind of magical power is this? You are... too damn scary!"

Li Guangling, who had been observing in the dark, touched the side at some point and stared with a pair of bull's eyes, as if he was seeing a ghost. He witnessed with his own eyes that Xin Zhuo changed from a young man to a gray-haired man with age spots on his face, and then returned to normal in the blink of an eye!

Compared with this magical method, his "Changing Face of Creation" can only be thrown into the ditch.

"What the hell! Is there anything you can do?"

Xin Zhuo looked at him with difficulty, suddenly suspecting that this old man had been hiding his clumsiness. After all, he was once a rank nine Earth Immortal, an eight or nine hundred year old monster!

Li Guangling sat down aside and touched his old face: "I have a suggestion, but whether it works or not depends on you trying it yourself. I don't quite understand. As for how long it will take and whether there is any danger, Whether it will take a few years or decades, I don’t know, it’s your choice!”

(End of this chapter)

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