"Treat me well."

After a long silence, Cui Siqi did not refute.

Her long hair falls like a waterfall on her shoulders.

She did not wear any hair accessories, nor any accessories on her body. She wore a snow-white Confucian robe. The robe was of excellent quality and fluttered in the wind like water clouds.

The volume of books in your hand is the best accessory.

A volume of The Analects of Confucius makes Cui Siqi even more magnanimous.

She is the proud daughter of heaven.

In the realm of Qiongyu, Cui Siqi is a saint.

The monks from the All Living Beings Seeking Dao Hall came across the border to select the Holy Son among all the heavens and worlds, and chose Cui Siqi. From that time on, Cui Siqi had an irreplaceable position among the countless monks in the Qiongyu Realm.

Apart from Cui Siqi, Liu Yi has seen many saints, saints and the like.

Even the monks who came to become gods in the Hall of Seeking the Way for All Living Beings were mostly saints and saints from various worlds.

In Liu Yi's opinion, it's nothing more than that.

Compared to Cui Siqi, she is extremely far behind.

How many of those divine beings in the Hall of Seeking Dao for Living Beings can be like Cui Siqi. Under such circumstances, after being shouted at by Liu Yi, he could still be so unwavering and say calmly: "Treat me very well."

"Since I treat you well, why did you switch to Confucianism?"

Liu Yi said calmly, and then said: "Confucianism teaches without distinction, and is willing to learn far; Confucius has words and is tireless in teaching others. The fact that Fellow Daoist Kong can bring you to the temple shows that Fellow Daoist Kong has extraordinary vision, and he also knows that you, Cui Siqi, and ordinary monks are very different."

There are differences. But within Confucianism, etiquette is the most important thing."

Kong Xuan didn't say anything, but rolled up his sleeves, threw out a pavilion, walked into the pavilion alone, and drank alone.

Taoist Lu Ya came from far away.

Zhen Yuanzi came from Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain.

The two men entered the pavilion and drank with Kong Xuan.

As for the other monks, they don't have the speed of these people, so it may take some time to get here.

"There is a saying in Confucianism that you can learn etiquette after studying for three years."

Liu Yi shook his head slightly, with a bit of disappointment in his eyes, "Although you have understood the Confucian tradition in the Analects of Confucius, you have even achieved the cultivation of a sage today. No one else in the world can practice at such a speed except me, Liu Yi.

Comparable to you. But..."

Speaking of this, Liu Yi stopped talking.

"But if you don't even understand Confucian etiquette, no matter how strong your cultivation is or how strong your talent is, it will still be an illusion, right?"

Cui Siqi stared at Liu Yi silently. There was no sadness or joy on her face, but her eyes were very complicated. She said: "Confucianism has a saying: the king is the king and the minister is the minister, the father is the father and the son is the son. Ethics and etiquette should not be forgotten."

Liu Yi shook his head and asked again: "Do you really want to take Kong Xuan as your teacher?"

Cui Siqi's eyes were misty for no reason, but her tone remained stable, "The Confucian sect is comparable to the great religions established by many sect leaders."

"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan has settled this matter using the cause and effect of Sanxiao Tianzun."

Liu Yi nodded towards Cui Siqi, "If you learn the magic of Confucianism and carry it forward, you will be considered to have entered the grand sect. This fate is not trivial. However, since you want to join the Confucian sect, you must not do what you have done before.

Do whatever you want. Confucianism values ​​etiquette the most, but it is not as free and easy as my Liu Yi disciples."

"I...I..."

Cui Siqi suddenly choked up, bit her lip, and finally said: "Confucianism values ​​​​reliance, and once you are a teacher, you will always be a teacher. I will definitely want to serve under the master just like I served my uncles and fathers."

The mist filled Cui Siqi's eyes.

When Cui Siqi focused her eyes and cleared her sight, she saw that Liu Yi had walked into the pavilion and was congratulating Kong Xuan on accepting an extraordinary disciple.

Such an action only made Cui Siqi suddenly turn around, stare at the blue sky and sea of ​​clouds, and shed tears.

She suddenly remembered that Liu Yi wanted to train his resistance to female sex, which was called training his state of mind to defeat his inner demons. The first person Liu Yi used to train was Cui Siqi...

Although Cui Siqi was wearing a Confucian robe, her towering breasts could not be covered by the Confucian robe.

She suddenly recalled the scene when Liu Yi covered her chest with a pair of palms.

If it were an ordinary moment, Cui Siqi would blush and her heart would beat when she thought of this.

But today, her face was completely pale.

Wherever he looked, a group of monks flew from the clouds in the distance.

Hu Tutu flew at the front with his body trembling with fat.

Although the monks of Jinghong Cave are not strong enough, Jinghong Cave is not far from the temple, but they are one step faster than other ancient monks.

"Cui Siqi! You are actually here too..."

Hu Tutu was sharp-eyed and shouted when he saw Cui Siqi: "I haven't heard from you for so many years. I thought you were dead. How did you come back to life again?"

Cui Siqi glanced at Hu Tutu indifferently, but saw that not far from Hu Tutu, his daughter-in-law Di Wuhen and his two sisters-in-law were also there.

For some reason, Cui Siqi suddenly turned around, ignored Hu Tutu, came to Kong Xuan, bowed her hands and saluted: "I have an idea and want to leave the temple temporarily and practice in seclusion."

Kong Xuan didn't speak, but looked at Liu Yi.

Liu Yi said: "Since she has entered your family, it is fate."

At this point, Kong Xuan finally recognized Cui Siqi as a disciple and said: "Go. Although the practice of cultivation is not something that can be accomplished in a day, you can cultivate to the level of a sage in thousands of years and become a sage in our Confucian sect. Over time, you can cultivate to the sage level."

, have all improved, and now that I have gained some insights, it’s okay to leave here.”

"Disciple resigns."

Cui Siqi raised her hand towards Kong Xuan.

When everyone thought she was about to turn around and leave, Cui Siqi took a few steps and walked up to Liu Yi. She bowed respectfully and said, "My lord, Siqi will leave first."

Lord!

Liu Yi raised his eyebrows and suddenly recalled that the word "Lord" had always been spread only in the mortal world.

Practitioners rarely use this title.

For example, many years ago, Liu Yi's maids all called him Lord.

Cui Siqi changed her title and called her Lord.

The word "Lord" has always had its origins in Confucianism.

For a long time, among the many human realms in the heavens and the world, the mortals have been fighting for hegemony, and many kings and tyrants have emerged, as well as many civil servants and generals. Those talented kings and assistants who are familiar with the classics have a connection with Confucianism.

To the extreme, they will call the person they follow their lord.

Liu Yi didn't say anything, just took out a jar of wine from his sleeve, pushed the jar gently and floated it in front of Cui Siqi, "I'm very happy to be able to enter the disciples of fellow Taoist Kong Xuan. This wine was brewed by fellow Taoist Lu Ya.

I take this as my congratulations.”

"Thank you, Lord!"

Cui Siqi picked up the wine jar, turned around and walked away, walking gracefully.

The breeze blew, and Cui Siqi's long hair was lifted up like clouds and mist.

She is already tall, just a little taller than Liu Yi. If she were to walk on the streets of the mortal world, she would be much taller than an ordinary man.

When walking, the big sleeves fly.

Cui Siqi walked further and further, and gradually raised her head.

She held up the jar of wine Liu Yi gave her in her hand.

It wasn't until she walked more than a hundred meters that Cui Siqi lifted the wine jar, put it to her mouth, and blew lightly. The mud seal sealing the mouth of the wine jar was blown open by a stream of fresh air, and the strong aroma of wine lingered around her.

Cui Siqi's side.

His slender fingers gently hooked the mouth of the wine jar.

The wine jar tilted, and the amber wine dripped down and fell into Cui Siqi's mouth.

Her lips are pink, her teeth are neat and white, her nose is straight, and she is full of heroic spirit. If she were dressed as a man, she would be fascinated by many young girls.

He raised his head so that the tears would not fall from his eyes.

When the amber wine was spilled, Cui Siqi opened her lips and received the waterfall of strong wine.

The less you drink ends up in your mouth, the more it falls on your shoulders.

There was wine that wet his clothes, and naturally, the tears falling from his eyes merged with the wine.

In this way, wouldn't others notice that she was crying?

Cui Siqi walked farther and farther and disappeared into the clouds.

Suddenly, a golden light was released from the temple.

"Where to go!"

Several great gods flew out and chased Cui Siqi.
To be continued...