Chapter 752 Confucian Mountain, Confucian Sage
At dawn, the heavy rain turned into light rain, as fine as cow hair, falling on the mountain flowers and trees in the high mountains.
A winged Mohist Flying Eagle Spirit Treasure Ship whizzed by.
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged in the corner of the Lingbao Ship with Xiao Huang carrying the dead bones on his back, scanning the mountains, rivers and dense forests, and fell into deep thought.
The person who invited me must be Huang Taigai. This should be the second trial person I have seen, and he was still close to him. To be honest, he felt a little complicated and uneasy.
He didn't even know what kind of identity he should face when he saw Huang Taigai, and what should he say?
Where are those people and how are they doing?
It makes no sense if he can’t ask questions.
Also, Huang Taigai actually knew that he was in Weiyang City, but what was he going to do by inviting him and people from Da Luo and Dayan to come together?
He looked at Qing Guzi and Wang Baidu on the side, and found that they were also looking at him with complicated eyes.
Xin Zhuo didn't know much about the place "Rushan", but Daluo and Dayan disciples were very familiar with "Rushan". It was a place that was unwilling to dispute with the outside world and only practiced sage knowledge and martial arts, but had a profound background. The unique existence of the saint was personally invited by the saint, and they could not refuse. Since Xin Zhuo was also invited, they could not continue to take action.
So, the two Qingguzi relaxed their hostility towards Xin Zhuo, and instead became a little curious.
Seeing Xin Zhuo's eyes, Qing Guzi's face became serious and looked into the distance.
On the other hand, Wang Baidu smiled and said: "Brother Xin's martial arts skills are indeed very good. I have learned from you, and I still have lingering fears."
He spoke directly.
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Yeah."
Huh?
Wang Bai was choked up after reading a lot of words, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.
At this time, the voice of Dayan Zong Xue Zang came from the front: "I wonder what the Confucian masters mean by inviting me to wait...?"
It seems that these words have been suppressed all the way.
Ling Gucheng also adjusted the tassel hanging down from the vertical crown and said: "As the saint said, there is an old friend of Xin Zhuo in Rushan. Could it be that Rushan intends to protect Xin Zhuo?"
Xin Zhuo looked over subconsciously. , Wang Baidu and Qing Guzi also immediately watched.
"Haha."
The Saint Peacock of Mount Confucianism, sitting cross-legged in the front, has a slender and straight figure. The neck exposed by the collar of the Confucian shirt is actually as white and delicate as jade, and the Confucianism spreads all over her body. The breath seems to make people feel admired and respected without using any martial arts skills. But what she said was filled with unparalleled confidence and heroic spirit:
"Rushan has never been involved in world disputes for countless years, and has no intention of protecting anyone, but... if you want to protect Xin Zhuo, Why do you need the word "please"? Why do you need Da Luo and Dayan to agree?"
Ling Gucheng and Xue Zang looked a little embarrassed. They could not refute the words of Saint Peacock. Medieval classics once recorded that Confucianism Mountain did not compete with the world, but it never discussed things with others. Thousands of years ago, there was a great super sect. There was a conflict between the family and Confucianism. In an instant, the entire family was massacred by Confucian scholars, and the quasi-sage master also fled elsewhere. From then on, he changed his name and surname, and never dared to mention any grudges.
Ling Gucheng coughed lightly: "Then..."
Peacock looked solemn and said: "Two things. The first is the name of Haotian. I heard that there is a Haotian sect under Da Luo. This The two words cannot be used again, otherwise the three thousand Confucian monks will not obey. Since you are the direct disciple of Dongfang, you will naturally convey it."
"Hello..."
Xue Zang and Wang Baidu are humble. Head, almost laughing out loud.
It is rumored that "Haotian" is the sage teacher of Confucianism in the ancient times and the first great emperor of Confucianism. He later ascended to heaven and founded the Heavenly Court. He became the first generation of immortal emperors and suppressed the world and the world for countless years. The Immortal Emperor who established the Immortal Rules of Heaven.
Although it is just a myth and legend, and it also means to oppose the warriors of the world, after all, he is the supreme sage of the Confucian sect. It is really funny that a mere big sect dares to use the name "Haotian Sect". ridiculous. Ling Gucheng immediately explained: "The sect of the younger generation has been suppressed by the immortal rules of heaven for a long time. It can only survive after the golden age of martial arts arrives. It lives with little grass and grass. There is not much knowledge. It just wants to be domineering and deafening. In the world of mortals, There are even warriors named Ba Tian, Zhentian, Universe, Honghuang, Invincible, Immortal Lord, and Great Emperor. Those who don’t know are not surprised.
Of course, I will report to Master when I return to the sect, except for these two words.”
The Saint Peacock nodded, waved her sleeves and said: “The second thing, Confucianism. The holy remnant is opened, and the outstanding warriors below the quasi-sage within a radius of ten thousand miles can participate in the enlightenment. You are here to meet, so we are specially invited!"
The expressions of Ling Gucheng, Xue Zang and Qing Guzi changed slightly, and then they showed a hint of emotion and nodded: "That's it!"
The "Remnant Jade of the Confucian Sage" has been passed down for thousands of years by the Confucian sect. No one knows what is on the stone jade that came down, but everyone who has seen it can't deny its charm. It is said that those who understand it will benefit greatly.
Then it is a good thing that "Rushan" invited me for this matter.
Xin Zhuo, who had been silent all this time, also looked slightly moved, and realized that he was good at this kind of thing!
“So…”
Xue Zang suddenly turned his head delicately and looked at Xin Zhuo, "After this incident, Xin Zhuo will kill and behead him as he pleases, and Rushan will never ask a question?"
Saint Peacock did not say anything, just indifferently A smile.
Xin Zhuo glanced at Xue Zang lightly and rubbed Xiao Huang's head.
Xiao Huang cooperated and raised her butt to Xuezang.
The Xuezang sneered and turned back.
"Whoosh——"
The Flying Eagle Lingbao was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye for dozens of miles, a thick fog suddenly appeared in front of it, like a strange formation barrier. Through the fog, the front suddenly became clear - —
That’s a piece In the huge and continuous pavilion building, a huge statue first comes into view. The statue is an old man, dressed in a Confucian robe, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hands on his back, looking up at the sky, and it makes people feel before he gets close. I felt a sense of great righteousness.
Surrounding the statue are a complex of colorful pavilions with carved beams and painted beams, varying in height. Among them are fairy flowers and herbs, cranes, and spiritual animals. Countless Confucian disciples with wide robes and long sleeves and a strong scholarly atmosphere walk among them. ,in Apple pie order.
Looking down from a high place, one can’t help but feel excited. Even ordinary people become a bit more elegant when they get here.
When the Flying Eagle Spirit Treasure Ship slowly landed on a stone platform extending into the sea of clouds, three Confucian male disciples and three Confucian female disciples came forward. They were all in the Yangshi and Lingtai realms, and they all controlled their strength to stabilize themselves. Lingbao Spaceship, then stood in awe and bowed.
Saint Peacock Shi Shiran walked down, looked back and said: "Rushan has his own arrangements, I will go first."
Left gracefully.
The four people in Ling Gucheng looked back at Xin Zhuo. Before they could speak, they saw the six waiting Confucian disciples looking at Xin Zhuo with strange eyes, and then saluted: "Invite me, your distinguished guest!"
One of the female disciples led Xin Zhuo alone, not walking with the four people from Ling Gucheng, through a pavilion and stone path, and went straight into the depths.
When they reached a deserted place, the female disciple suddenly turned around. Even though the scholar's shirt tried hard to hide it, the waves were still undulating. She smiled and said, "Does your Majesty remember me?"
Xin Zhuo looked carefully and said: "Huh? Who are you?"
(End of Chapter)