"Murong Xiu, Daliang..."
In the dark mountain forest, Xin Zhuo murmured as he looked at the two Confucian disciples riding lion beasts who were gradually going away on the mountain path.
Everyone in this world has his chance. This guy Murong Xiu is a messy character. He can come here from the Confucian realm, and then experience a weird war, and still sit safely in Confucianism. He is also a talented person.
Xiao Huang emerged from the bushes nearby and asked: "Master, are you going to see the fake eunuch?"
The words "fake eunuch" instantly brought Xin Zhuo back thousands of years. Previously, I heard about Murong Xiu’s Tian Jie past. I wonder if this guy’s Tian Jie was cured and then committed the crime again. He said, “Go to Daliang Kingdom and meet him. Maybe he knows something.”
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Daliang Kingdom is located on the edge of China. It has a long land and billions of people. It has a total of eighteen states and seventy-nine prefectures. It is considered one of the big countries in the northern region of China. There are many empires with similar strength around it. The impact of the war between the Immortals and the Immortals on various countries that lasted for hundreds of years was not great, it could even be said to be minimal. However, due to inexplicable reasons over the past hundred years, they have also entered a state of conflict, and the conquests have not stopped yet.
But the Daliang Kingdom is relatively stable among other countries, because the empire has the Supreme Queen Sheng Yuan at the helm. It is said that this Queen Mother is the founding queen mother, and has an extremely long life. Not only is she beautiful, domineering and charming, she is also very beautiful. He is also well-rounded and has good relations with all parties. The key is that he is said to have a very deep backstage.
It was for this reason that Confucianism, which was independent of the world, moved into Liangdu, the imperial capital of the Liang Kingdom.
Xin Zhuo, Xiao Huang and Xiong Batian stood in front of the east gate of Liangdu. Looking at the spectacular and majestic imperial gate, the busy imperial road and the numerous dignitaries entering the city, their spiritual thoughts were locked. A majestic and upright building in the city.
However, this imperial city gave him an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.
Familiar?
Xiao Huang said: "I seem to be reminded of the Great Zhou Empire!"
Xiong Batian flicked his tail and sneered: "I remember it when I think of it, and it seems that I am uneducated. Mother Ni!”
Xiao Huang was stunned for a moment: “I’ll strangle you big cock to death, don’t forget that I refined your throat bone!”
Xin Zhuo suddenly realized, Da Zhou?
The figure disappeared in a flash, and Xiao Huang and Xiong Batian quickly followed.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Huangzifang of the Imperial Capital and the Ten Mile Confucian Pavilion Archway of the Holy Sect Gate.
I saw a row of majestic calligraphy carved on the huge archway: establish a destiny for the people, establish a heart for the world, inherit the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations!
Xin Zhuo was full of embarrassment, seeing that it was "written by" Murong Xiu, and Murong Xiu copied his own, and he copied Zhang Zai's in his previous life, and he copied it.
"Who is Mr. Little...?"
The eight door-keeping Confucian sword cultivator disciples in brown Confucian robes, with the inexplicable arrogance unique to Confucianism, bowed their hands and saluted. They wanted to say little brother, but they really couldn't see it. Qing Xinzhuo's face was hazy and strange.
Xin Zhuo glanced at Confucianism and saw several powerful auras disappearing and appearing. It was inconvenient to break in directly and said: "I'm looking for Murong Xiu!"
The leading disciple immediately changed. His expression: "Bold! Do you want to see the Great Confucian Emperor whenever you want?"
Before Xin Zhuo said anything, a dazzling and colorful whirlpool of demonic energy appeared in Xiao Huang's eyes, and he was about to step forward,
Suddenly a clear voice came from behind: "When did Confucianism become so rude?"
I saw three dusty cars parked not far away. Three people got out of the car, two A man and a woman were looking at each other with frightened and fearful expressions.
The woman who spoke was dressed in palace attire and had a beautiful appearance, but her body was shaking slightly, as if she had been frightened.
"Princess Youran, Duke Zheng Xiaoguo, and Prince Sima!"
The leader of the Confucian disciples strode forward and gave a slight salute: "I don't know where this person came from, and he rashly wants to It’s really offensive to see my great Confucian emperor!”
Princess Youran smiled with difficulty: "I advise you to inform the Great Confucian Emperor!"
After they woke up from the place where the "Martial Immortal" fought that day, they rushed back without stopping, and immediately Rushed to the Great Confucian Sect and prepared to inform the Great Confucian Sect.
The Great Confucian Sect is the Holy Sect of the Daliang Kingdom. There are three thousand monks who are responsible for guarding the Daliang Kingdom. The battle between the Martial Immortal and the Immortal is not far away, which makes them panic.
But they never expected that they would meet the Martial Immortal who opened up the world with one sword here. Even if they couldn't see Xin Zhuo's appearance clearly, the yellow dog and the donkey could still easily recognize him.
The Confucian disciple hesitated: "Does the princess recognize him?"
Before Princess Youran could speak, Zheng Guangtai's eyes flickered: "I don't know, it's obviously not that easy to meet the Confucian Emperor."
Seeing Princess Youran's horrified look, he came closer and coughed lightly: "I don't know who this person is. Enemies are friends, princess, don't be afraid, there are many Confucian masters!" Princess Youran didn't know what to say.
Xin Zhuo ignored these juniors and sent a message directly into the Confucian Shili Pavilion.
"Your Excellency, please come back for now. I will ask the great scholar for instructions..." The leading disciple of the Confucian sect looked at Xin Zhuo with a cold expression.
At this moment, a group of people in wide robes and long sleeves surrounded a staggering figure. Like the wind, it rushed out of the layered attic and fell to the ground. It was breathing rapidly. It was a figure with three long beards and an immortal spirit. middle-aged people.
It was Murong Xiu who immediately locked onto Xin Zhuo, curled his lips and choked out a sound.
“The Great Confucian Emperor!”
A group of gatekeeper Confucian disciples, Princess Youran, and Zheng Guangtai looked flustered and quickly saluted respectfully.
The Great Confucian Emperor, one of the Three Sages of Confucianism, is absolutely a supreme being, a divine dragon that sees its head but never its tail!
Unexpectedly, the Confucian Emperor stumbled up to the "young" master and cried loudly: "The master!"
“No, I’m really scared!” Murong Xiu cried like a child in his forties or fifties.
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Let me take a step to speak!"
The two of them disappeared without a trace, taking Xiao Huang and Xiong Batian with them.
Princess Youran, Zheng Guangtai and a group of Confucian disciples were left messy in the wind.
"What is their... relationship?" Zheng Guangtai murmured.
Princess Youran glared at him fiercely: "Wu Family Sword Immortal, you dare to blaspheme. You are a person who knows nothing but is fearless and daring. It means that Wu Immortal is not the same as you, otherwise I will kill you a hundred times." It’s like picking something up!”< br>
Zheng Guangtai gasped and said harshly: "No matter how powerful he is, if he can recognize the Confucian Emperor, can he be better than the Queen Mother? My great-grandmother has been combing the Queen Mother's hair for thirty years, I..."
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An elegant palace in the deepest part of Confucianism, with sandalwood curling up and two cups of tea exuding a rich aroma.
"I have a backbone when you come back, the boss. I'm not exaggerating. I've been scared to death for a hundred years. It's true that success is also famous, and failure is also famous!"
Murong Xiu wiped the corners of his eyes, "There is a war between heaven and earth. Fighting is happening everywhere. From the Three Realms of the Emperor, True Supreme, Hengjing, Wuya, to the Great and Small Yuan Lords, they are all fighting. There are no rules. The earth is cracked, the sky is torn to pieces, and the world is full of mourners... …
To tell you the truth, have you seen that all the nations of China were actually shattered and smashed? It was because the Lords of Heaven and Earth were afraid that the void realm would collapse and rebuild, and the people’s memories would be wiped out.
In those years, the world was really desolate. Let alone people, even snakes, insects, rats and ants could not escape death. There was no place to hide. ”
Xin Zhuo looked at him: "You are not dead, and your memory has not been erased!"
"This is the reason for my reputation." Murong Xiu said: "I cultivated in Confucianism. Because I am not the highest, but I am the most famous, those people asked me to draft an edict, go to the Tianlun Platform, and tell Emperor Ming!"
Xin Zhuo changed his posture to sit cross-legged! Shi, looked at him: "Those people? Who are they? What is going to the Tianlun Platform to tell Di Ming?"
Murong Xiu was stunned for a moment: "That's not right, why don't you know anything? Where have you been all these years?"
"Fake eunuch, just leave it alone and answer the question." Xiao Huang cursed as he lay at Xin Zhuo's feet.
"The Seventh Master is right!"
Murong Xiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, got closer and lowered his voice: "I don't know who it is specifically, it's too messy, it's a mess, but I know There are You, Xumi, Taichang, and Xingyuan in the imperial book. These should be the names of the four old monsters who have returned from ancient times!
As for Zhao Di Ming! , The great masters should know that the great emperors from ancient times have been sitting in the river of time, rather than being really killed. No one knows whether they are still conscious and scattered in the world.
Those people occupy this void. The whole world, and even all the realms in the world, are terrified. I used my Confucian sect’s 300,000 years of fortune to write an edict to plead guilty.
You said that I am a half-hearted junior, who is only in the ancient emperor realm, how can I dare to interfere with this kind of heaven. It’s a big deal, isn’t it going to kill me? I’m scared to death every day.”(End of Chapter)