The next morning, the sun rose in the east.

There was also the same sound of swords and breaking wind.

However, no one was cleaning the fallen leaves on the floor of the mountain temple. The monks looked restless and had unsteady breaths, and they had no intention of looking at the Buddhist treasures.

However, Ye Qing was quite leisurely. He came over when he had nothing to do and saw the monk with his eyes closed tightly. There was a green lantern and a Buddhist book in front of him.

Ye Qing said: "Old man, what's the matter with you these days? You don't even read the scriptures. You are so preoccupied. Why are there no words in this book? What are you reading?"

The monk smiled and waved his hand and said: "This collection of ancient and modern books is itself a wordless heavenly book. If you read it carefully, there will be words. If you read it unintentionally, it is just a page of firewood."

"Well, that makes sense."

"Hey old man, where are your Buddhist beads? Why don't you bring them?"

"Alas, you must leave if you have to. That string of beads has no chance with me, alas."

Ye Qing disagreed, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Pan, "Old man, the last time I lost to you was definitely that string of broken beads, try again this time!"

The monk smiled and said: "That's right, your cultivation is quite advanced. It's possible that you can beat me in the future, but I'm afraid you won't be able to beat Ye Qing in the future."

Lu Pan complained slightly, but he really didn't believe it.

The monk naturally saw it in his eyes and continued: "When you first came, your sword energy was enough to make Ye Xiaozi fly from here to another mountain. But now, I'm afraid you don't need to cultivate your sword energy to bless your sword energy.

Your mind will be covered in dust, and if you are affected by that kid's sword intention, you may lose your cultivation, don't you have a long memory?"

Lu Pan was silent, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone on the other side, probably very depressed.

The monk smiled while escaping from a slightly extraordinary spirit stone and said: "Back then, a mountain range appeared in the immortal world, called the Mirror Vein. There was a characteristic in it, which was to copy the mirror image, and it could be preserved for thousands of years. There is no guarantee that the second grade will come.

Breaking into pieces is quite necessary in the history books, and there are very few of them. The most important thing is to use one less one, but I think it is worth it." The monk said with a faint smile.

"Pop" a tea cup fell to the ground.

Ye Qing suddenly felt bad. He looked at the monk warily, as if he was afraid of some...

It is not true that the monks are sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. The monks are the ones who are panicking in their hearts. They use their energy to say: "Confucian sage, don't try to trick me. Are you sure?"

The Confucian saint's loud laughter came from the black jade seal: "I'm talking about Gu Zen, how have you spent half your life? You can't even chase a girl. Come back and remake it. You don't need to go too far, you just need to show your face.

Just a little bit, it’s enough for the two of you to have a tacit understanding.”

The monk muttered silently: "That's great."

The monk smiled slightly. He was quite skillful in controlling his energy, but Ye Qing really couldn't sit still.

The monk frowned slightly and lamented: "Tsk, that's not right. Alas, the things from the fairy world are not good. They are so damn rubbish. It's a pity that the mirror stone I worked so hard to get is just a passing glance."

In the mirror image, it was the first time the two met. Ye Qing gently held Lu Pan in his arms, trying to make do with it, for fear of waking up Lu Pan's sweet dream. (Don't worry, it's quite disgusting.)

But soon after it started, it got dark.

"Hey, I just can't sit still. Oh, let's go. Today's moonlight...ah, today's sun...is quite beautiful."

While the mountain temple is busy, the imperial capital far away is eerily quiet.

"Your Majesty, our family has arranged for the Marquis to lead the troops. Today, His Majesty's people are all over the Imperial Capital. But what should happen to those people?"

Emperor Yongning wore a dragon robe and was served by several maids.

He said with a nonchalant look: "It would be okay if all the clans were like him. And since they are Wei Xuan's people, let them go to the Demon Suppressing Division."

The eunuchs lined up beside him said doubtfully without thinking about it: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. Even if they send any information, it is probably false, and it may also reveal some of our people."

"Han Sili, you are a sensible person, but why are you so confused today? To me, the information from the Demon Suppression Division is not important. What is important is to dispel Wei Xuan's suspicion and show good will!"

"Your Majesty is wise, but this old slave is confused."

"Well, I heard that things are not stable these days. Do you know about love?"

The eunuch's face was a little pale, but his tone was still calm: "I have lived in the palace for hundreds of years, and I don't know much about the affairs of various places. Your Majesty, I forgive you."

"That's all, eunuchs are eunuchs, and they don't know anything about world affairs. If the emperor hadn't established the law, I might have killed a few of them."

The eunuch was not angry, but still bowed his head.

At this time, an armored guard came up, clasped his hands in fists and said, "Your Majesty, Wu Luan wants to see you!"

"What did he do? I remember that his father was an old general from Beiguan, a family of talented military generals. In the end, he gave birth to a traitor who flattered and wanted to survive. Alas, the Wu family's luck is over. Let him go back to the palace.

Didn't Ouchi just come when he said he would?"

Han Sili smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, although Wu Luan's family is in a poor family, his father can still win over him. Now that the world is uneasy, I'm afraid that your Majesty's safety is not guaranteed."

The monk was sitting on the top of Tianyong Mountain, leaning down and looking down. The Buddhist beads in his hand turned into a few wisps of sword energy. The sword energy in his body was powerful enough to destroy the mountains in an instant.

"Confucian sage, we are inseparable, tell me about the future, should I accompany Ye Qing, or should I just let it go?"

It was rare for a Confucian sage to meditate for a long time without saying a word.

However, the monk smiled and said: "I understand you. You and I have fought thousands of battles with Tianyong, and no one surrenders to the other. Have you ever thought that I am holding your lifeline in my hand now?"

The Confucian sage chuckled and said with a bright face: "Tao Xuan Shu, everything is beyond words. Killing me may be the best place for me to end up."

The Confucian sage then said pessimistically: "Flowers fall and flowers bloom, swords rise and fall, but I am no longer an old man, and the world is no longer the world. This world is now Cui Dan's world, and Ye Qing's world!"

The sword energy and its pure energy turned into countless fragments, and they both said in unison: "Sir, please go ahead."

The monk walked up to Ye Qing with a smile and said Amitabha, and then looked at Ye Qing with a smile.

Ye Qing was also impatient and couldn't beat him, so he had to ask angrily: "Old man, you are getting more and more weird these days. Sometimes you are more serious, and sometimes you are not. These days

What's wrong with you, did you take myrrh?"

The monk raised his eyebrows and glared angrily: "You stinky brat, you are not big or small, how can you talk to me?"

"Come on, tell me, are you here to do it?"

The monk said seriously: "This Tianyong Mountain is a wonderful place for cultivation. Those Taoist blessed places may not be as good as a small mountain. Are you really not feeling the bottleneck of the ninth grade at all?"

Seeing this, Ye Qing did not dare to continue carelessly. He nodded and said: "Yes, maybe a little, but if you say no, you still can't feel the so-called true energy at all. Could this be

Is it a problem with my physical condition?”

The monk said with determination: "Absolutely not. Besides, even if you are a human body with a weak mind, you can always break through in this blessed land of caves and heavens as long as you endure hardships. Besides, you still have countless Buddhist scriptures and Taoist treasures.

Fucking smoke can kill you, and with my aura, I should be able to pile up a ninth-grade one, why is it so laborious?"

Ye Qing slightly joked: "Why don't you go tell God and let me log in to the ninth level?"

The monk's face was expressionless. Indeed, this statement was not impossible. The monk said silently: "Good!"

The Confucian sage also pondered for a long time and said: "Even if it is possible to force the sky, it would be to bring evil to Ye Xiaozi. Now that Tianyong Formation has been completed, and you know what kind of person Ye Xiaozi is, it is better to pour all the luck of Tianyong Mountain directly.

To create a ninth-grade foundation for it?"

When the monk heard this, his whole body felt bad, and he almost lost his voice and said in shock: "Are you going to spend all your money to create a ninth grade for him? How powerful is that? I am afraid that even the strong men below the third grade have never enjoyed it, but let a little

The kid has become the first person in all time. It’s really appalling. It’s appalling.

People have heard that, besides, is it possible for you to do this? The luck in Tianyong Mountain is unprecedented, and this land is also mysterious like never before. I am really a little uneasy. I am afraid that I will become a sinner of this lineage. Then I will be able to

Then I can really die to apologize.”

"Precisely because Tian Yong is not simple, you should hand Tian Yong over to Ye Qing. This world belongs to Ye Qing, why are you so worried about this little land?"

"Haha, besides, doesn't this just show that Mr. Ye is extraordinary? My uncle is also doing a solid job."

"Well, it makes sense, and it must be a Confucian sage who has knowledge. Well, if you have knowledge, you are awesome."

The monk looked at the sky expressionlessly, calculating the time in his mind.

"Hai Shi is coming soon. I am destined to have a sleepless night tonight. I really feel sorry for my Buddhist treasures."

Soon, the monk called Ye Qing and Lu Pan over again.

I am used to the monk's smiling face.

"Today, I just want to show you something by the way." As he said that, the monk took out an exquisite black jade seal, and the pure aura inside it was quite extraordinary.

Ye Qing asked in confusion: "Black jade seal?"

Lu Pan was stunned, then took out another black jade seal from his pocket, he was really puzzled.

"This is the place where the last remnant soul of the Confucian saint is stored. The black jade is called black jade. It can calm the soul and stabilize the soul. It may even turn the remnant soul into a complete soul and return to the body."

When Ye Qing heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and said: "Master?!"

"Hey, hey, I'm here, I'm here."

Lu Pan, on the other hand, was quite calm, with a look of disdain and resentment on his face.

If the Confucian sage really died, she would still feel very uncomfortable, but since she still had one life, she would hate it for a day.

The monk naturally saw what Lu Pan was thinking and explained: "Although there are many strange things about the death of the Confucian sage, many people can't let go. After all, this just means that the Confucian sage has lost his status as a saint. Maybe it's just luck these days."

It's a little bad, but the Confucian sage still has a certain level of cultivation. It's not clear whether he has lost it or not, so the Confucian sage went to the Confucian temple.

Everyone in the world is paying attention to you two. They don't dare to come to the Confucian Temple openly, but it is okay to send a few people to keep an eye on you secretly. After all, there are undercurrents in this world. The Confucian sages have known about you for a long time.

I have a big thought, so I just use some Qingqi to help you, and it can be regarded as protecting you. You are so heartless, and you still come to me to make a big fuss, wouldn't it be shameful?"

Lu Pan's face was livid. Indeed, she had never thought of this and looked frustrated.

"The Confucian sage did not dare to entrust his life to you. He just attracted a wave of attention to you. In fact, this black jade seal has always been hidden in your body and has not been discovered."

"However, it's quite good, and that thing of yours is just a thought. Keep it and just treat it as a thought in the future. Who knows whether the Confucian Sage will really die, and you will be the only one who owns the Confucian Sage in the future.
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