Readers who repeatedly subscribed to Chapter 349 yesterday, Zongheng has received a double refund today in the form of Zongheng Coin book coupons. I still want to say sorry to everyone: the update in the early part of this month was a mess, but I worked hard afterwards, and at the end of this month it turned out to be a mess
I have updated nearly 140,000 words, so I have to praise myself.
On the road of life, there will always be a few storms, which are like God reminding the world that you are relying on others and you must keep your head down.
For example, Chen Ping'an met Cai Jinjian at the door of his house in Niping Lane, met the original owner of the robe Jinli in Jiaolonggou, strayed into the depths of the lotus root, and ushered in an encirclement and suppression by the masters.
It just depends on whether you can survive it or not.
If you get through it, the weather will be sunny after the rain. If you can't get through it, the most you can do is be like a martial artist, claiming that you will still be a good man after eighteen years.
The master leads me to practice on my own.
Zhong Kui is like this today.
Before today, Zhong Kui's cultivation in Dafu Academy was too good, too fast, too amazing. He was so outstanding on the road that all the Confucian scholars in Tongye Continent could not catch up.
But today, the white ape appears.
The enemy of life and death.
Compared with Mr. Zhong Kui, the mountain master of Dafu Academy, it is actually more dangerous to intercept the big demon hiding near Fuji Sect.
This goes against the original intention of the mountain owner.
Zhong Kui's current situation is a place where he must die.
White Ape's eyes were indifferent as he looked at this young scholar who was expected to become the grand liberator of a certain academy.
Zhong Kui took a deep breath.
Even if you have not broken through the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm, even if you are not a demon race that is famous for its physical strength.
The white ape in front of him, carrying an ancient sword on his back, is also a real Jade Pure Realm sword cultivator.
If Qi Practitioners are the most rebellious thieves in the world, daring to challenge the fate of life and death in the Dao cycle, then Sword Cultivators are undoubtedly the most unreasonable beings among Qi Practitioners.
A gentleman has no reason, and the jade will never leave his body.
The first time Bai Yuan unsheathed his sword, he struck the protective jade pendant given to every gentleman by Dafu Academy and turned it into powder.
Between a gentleman and a monster, after the jade pendant containing the true meaning of the Confucian sage's article was shattered, hundreds of golden words slowly disappeared from the world, like a golden drizzle.
In an instant, Zhong Kui retreated to the edge of a well prison dozens of feet away, his sleeves bulging, the autumn wind was chilling, and the cuffs of his two small green shirts were filled with the majestic momentum of autumn soldiers on the battlefield.
The Well Prison in Taiping Mountain is a building that looks like a huge well. There is a continuously downward plank staircase dug into the wall of the well. It rotates downwards and is full of cold air, like a bottomless pit that leads directly to the underworld.
As long as monks in the lower five realms get close to the Jing Prison, the evil energy accumulated by the Jing Prison for countless years will disrupt the Qi and erode the body.
The Taoist monks in Taiping Mountain had a special practice of ascetic practice, which was to sit near the well prison and forget to breathe, which tortured the body and caused unspeakable suffering.
The reason why Nv Guan Huang Ting is regarded as a stunningly talented and beautiful Taoist beauty is because she approached the Jing Prison with her fellow seniors for the first time. When everyone was struggling to prevent the evil spirit from pouring into the Qi Palace, she didn't notice anything strange.
Sneaking to the entrance of the edge of the well prison, if the old Taipingshan Taoist priest who was responsible for watching the younger generation's practice hadn't hurried over and held the little girl's collar, Huang Ting might have already entered the prison when he was nine years old.
Well prison.
After that, Huang Ting fought wits and courage with the elders of Taiping Mountain. Finally, when he was eleven years old, he successfully entered the well prison. However, he almost died in the depths of the well prison. He could not get down or get out, and he fainted.
In the end, she was thrown out of the prison by a white ape in black.
The old ape walked forward slowly, strolling leisurely, and came to the edge of the prison, which was separated by a well.
The ancient sword that was unsheathed was so strong that the true appearance of the sword could not be seen at all. After the sword shattered the jade pendant that was equivalent to a top-grade magic weapon, the flying sword was no longer even on Taiping Mountain at this moment. Bai Hongfei could be vaguely seen in the distance.
Sweeping, lightning fast, like a slender white snake dragging on a large piece of black screen.
As a result, the Taipingshan Mountain Protective Formation, which was about to be affected, instantly stopped operating and became unusually chaotic.
Zhong Kui was unable to successfully activate the formation to suppress this demon.
On the way to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land to take him back to Huangting, the Patriarch went to the Fuji Sect to intercept the great demon of the Twelve Realms. The Nascent Soul Earth Immortal, who was in charge of the affairs of Taiping Mountain, controlled the center of the mountain-protecting formation before going down the mountain.
It was handed over to Zhong Kui, an outsider, without any reservation, not because of his status as a gentleman of Dafu Academy, but because he trusted Zhong Kui. In fact, this kind of behavior is highly suspected of overstepping, and it is very likely to leak the inside secrets of Taiping Mountain, but Taiping
Up and down the mountain, there was no objection.
A sage once said that the Taoist priests of Taiping Mountain were known to have ancient chivalry.
It truly deserves this praise.
It's just that the Dao is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high. This white ape, worthy of being the protector of Taiping Mountain for three thousand years, was able to temporarily stop the formation.
Zhong Kui looked solemn and silently recited a sage article in his heart.
The autumn wind in his sleeves is of higher quality than the unsatisfactory book-turning style.
At the beginning, Zhong Kui had not yet reached the title and had become a sage in the academy early. Due to his unrestrained behavior all year round, he was "notorious" in Dafu Academy and was not liked by many old masters with old-fashioned temperaments. If it were not for the almost pampering protection of the mountain master, he would have been killed long ago.
Taking off the title of sage and becoming a sage and gentleman in the academy is not something that can be done once and for all. Every few years there is a big exam. Zhong Kui was so drunk that he fell asleep for three days and three nights. He actually missed the exam.
The elderly teachers in Fu Academy either couldn't stand Zhong Kui's free will, or were angry at his squandering of talents, or had the original intention of having to endure great hardships when he was given a great appointment from heaven. All the wise men and gentlemen jointly signed a letter,
Ask the mountain owner to deprive Zhong Kui of his status as a sage.
As a result, it was snowing heavily in winter. Zhong Kui walked barefoot in the snow, reciting a moral article by a certain saint aloud, and with the attitude of a madman looking up to the sky, he asked the saint about the doubts in the article. Finally, Zhong Kui
He asked and answered himself, looking quite contented.
When Zhong Kui stopped, there was a gust of autumn wind in the cold winter, carrying the word "good" praised by the saint himself, and resounded throughout Dafu Academy.
The autumn wind blows into my sleeves.
Zhong Kui became a gentleman that day and no one dared to question him.
It is said that when the saint created words, ghosts and gods wept.
Words do have their power, at least for academy disciples, especially.
The most pinnacle manifestation is the natal characters owned by the saints in the "gentle and authentic" Confucian temples. Most of these great saints have stood on high altars for countless years, and have been worshiped by the world. Their cultural heritage continues and their incense lasts forever.
But even among the saints in the "authentic" Confucian Temple, not to mention the Holy Master in the middle and the five accompanying the worshipers, of course there are only four left now, and the remaining saints only have one natal character.
There is only one exception in the world.
Cliff Academy Qi Jingchun.
Spring and tranquility are both the natal characters of this person, and these two characters are very big.
Then there is the ordinary Confucian academy master. A gentleman speaks of the Constitution of Heaven and is filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, which resonates with the world.
Afterwards, the sages recited poems orally, attracting strong winds, which can make people's bones stand upright, and make ghosts and ghosts scatter their souls.
The white ape, carrying only a scabbard on his back, stood far away opposite the well mouth. He did not speak. He just stretched out three fingers.
Maybe it means that it only takes three swords to kill you Zhong Kui?
Zhong Kui remained silent and did not engage in any verbal disputes.
The jade pendant that symbolizes the status of a gentleman has already brought the situation here back to the academy.
In all directions of Zhong Kui, there seemed to be snow-white waterfalls, and those white water flows were made up of bright little characters.
It was as if huge pages of classics had been erected next to the Taipingshan Well Prison.
As a result, the evil spirit emanating from the hell was forced downwards, suppressing the demons and ghosts inside, and each one became fierce and roared.
The violent sound of countless iron chains shaking at the bottom of the prison was like thunder exploding.
Bai Yuan looked around. There were actually two mountain guarding formations in Taiping Mountain, divided into two types: inside and outside, light and dark. The previous one was a well-known mountain guarding formation in Tongyezhou. Once activated, a mirror would rise into the sky like a bright moon, and the light would
Illuminating the Taiping Mountain makes any monsters have nowhere to hide. Being in that light, not only the realm of cultivation will be suppressed, especially monsters and ghosts, but also being overwhelmed by nature. The Taoism is shallower, such as that of the Earth Immortal.
If you touch it, it will die instantly.
But what White Ape is really afraid of is not the tampered formation, but the real trump card of Taiping Mountain.
The Moon Mirror is enough to frighten half of the continent. Its real use is beyond the reach of outsiders. Its existence is only to facilitate Taipingshan to find its opponents, nothing more!
Regarding Tongyezhou, who is the third largest sect after Tongye Sect and Yugui Sect.
For thousands of years, the Tongyezhou monks have said that they are the sect leader and all the Taoists are the Fuqi sect of the upper five realms. However, no matter how outsiders show their favor and flattery, or sincerely admit it, the Fuqi sect never admits that it is the third in Tongyezhou. Regarding this controversy,
Only once did the leader of the Fuqi Sect make a comment about his remarks, jokingly saying that if the Fuqi Sect moved to that small place in the north, Aoping Continent, what would be the difficulty in fighting for the first place?
The white rainbow wandering outside Taiping Mountain once again broke through the invisible destiny of the mountains and rivers, surged forward, fell from the sky, and fell straight to Zhong Kui's head.
The pages of the book, like waterfalls, flowed upwards at an angle, forming a semicircular snow-white array around Zhong Kui and above his head.
To be continued...