More than eighty sages and mountain chiefs from Xuegong Academy will also participate in an internal meeting of the Confucian Temple.
Except for a small group of outsiders from the Confucian Temple who are continuing the discussion, the rest are not allowed to leave for the time being. They need to stay in Panshui County and other places to wait for the specific arrangements of the Confucian Temple.
This small-scale discussion has already lost half of its members, but there are more than a dozen fresh faces who are not inconspicuous. Most of them are young people, such as a yellow and purple nobleman from Longhu Mountain, the Little Heavenly Master, and Lin Junbi from the Shaoyuan Dynasty.
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Chen Ping'an was nowhere to be found, and the four people who participated in the discussion as Sword Qi Great Wall sword cultivators were all there.
It is still a bit far from the gate of the Confucian Temple, which may be intentional by the Lisheng. After all, three meetings need to be held in a row to allow people to take a breather and chat a few words on the way, so as not to keep their heartstrings tense.
A Liang lamented and looked at Zuo Zuo and Qi Tingji beside him with disgust, complaining endlessly, "I'm different from you two. Can't you just treat me as half of the Fourteenth Realm?"
Lu Zhi sneered: "When I break through, I will treat it as congratulations on your fall."
A Liang stretched out his hand to rub his chin and nodded slowly, "It doesn't seem to be a loss if you go up and down."
Lu Zhi's face was cold, and he punched out fiercely, causing A Liang to spin and fly out. When he staggered to his feet, the man had already taken off his Confucian shirt.
Without this overwhelming victory, the next step is brother A Liang's small world. Anyway, the saints are not here, so he needs to shoulder the heavy burden without hesitation.
A Liang ran back to Lu Zhi and asked in a low voice: "Where is Jun Qian?"
He shook his head left and right and said, "He was absent from the second meeting."
A Liang was filled with envy, "It's considered a limelight."
Ah Liang then cursed: "Courageous! It's shameless to rely on such clumsy tricks to gain attention!"
Liu Shiliu and Jun Qian were both pseudonyms before they became apprentices. Before they became part of the Yasheng lineage, they went to the mountains to visit immortals with Bai Ye for many years.
Liu is a pictographic character. It belongs to gold and is the main killer. The sixteenth day of each month is called Jiwang. There is a saying at the foot of the mountain that the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round.
Including the Kuai Xue calligraphy, many rare copybooks in history have the monogram of Jun Qian.
As for Liu Shiliu, who was born in a strange world and is one of the oldest monks in the world, he is actually no stranger to Bai Ze, the old blind man, the old temple master of Donghai, and the ancestor of Banshan whose real name is Zhu Yan.
So when it comes to qualifications and seniority, once Confucian cultural background and identity are put aside, Liu Shiliu rarely needs to call anyone "senior". Even in that wild world, there are still a considerable number of descendants of the same family.
Therefore, it was not appropriate for Liu Shiliu to appear in the second meeting where the two worlds were facing each other from afar.
A Liang looked around and rubbed his chin, "The person who called the Confucian Temple this time was a bit chewy. The Confucian Temple is the main helmsman, and there is a sub-ruler for the other continents? We just wait for the leader to give the order to the heroes, and we will go
Are you going to kill them separately?"
This discussion must be held in the Confucian Temple.
When the time comes, behind closed doors, everyone will be members of the Confucian Temple, not their own family members.
So since we are members of our own family, no one should speak the same language.
If we say that at the beginning of the discussion, no one could figure out the true attitude of the Confucian Temple.
So now, after two meetings, people who only realize it later should understand.
From Li Sheng to Ya Sheng, Wen Sheng, and then to the three leaders of the Confucian Temple, as well as Fu Sheng and other old masters, everything is very different from the internal discussions in the square to the confrontation with the barbarians.
For example, in this meeting, except for Song Changjing of the Great Li Dynasty of Aquarius Continent, the other nine emperors were not qualified to appear.
Just do what the Confucian Temple says.
Just wait for the news.
Before leaving, Old Master Han also made it clear that during today's discussion, don't say a word that shouldn't be said, and do your duty.
Old Master Dong took the lead, followed by eight people.
Huolong Zhenren in Luzhou in the north, Song Changjing in Aopingzhou, Chen Chunhua in Posuzhou, Liu Jubao in Aaizhou, Liu Hui in Fuyaozhou, Congqian in Liuxiazhou, and Wei Ying in Tongyezhou.
It's just that Jin Jiazhou, how can it be Chao Pu, the national advisor of the Shao Yuan Dynasty?
In addition, Master Han was surrounded by two old military masters, Jiang and Wei.
The great son of the Mohist family. The ancestor of the political strategist and the merchant Mr. Fan.
The ancestor of the medicine family, the ancestor of the craftsman family, and in addition, there is actually a novelist ancestor who lived in a blessed land of blank paper.
Moreover, the artist is particularly handsome, as three old masters appeared together.
Yu Xuan, the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Su Zi, Liu Qi, and the frightened Mrs. Dandan of Lushui Keng.
Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City. Pei Bei of Daduan Dynasty. Cao Ci. Zhang Tiaoxia. Huaiyin. Yu Panshui. A taciturn Guo Outing of Tieshu Mountain.
Including the Yunlin Jiang family of Baopingzhou, there are also several powerful clans at the foot of the mountain with a long history, such as the Fan family of Zhongtuxuanyu, the Song family of Zhuolu, the Xu family of Fufeng Maoling, and the Xie family of Mishan.
There is money and power, there are books and people.
All of them belong to the most prestigious families in the world.
A Liang stared hard at the old masters of martial arts and gritted his teeth. When he was a child, he studied at home and suffered a lot from arithmetic. The books were not thick, but they were all damning books.
Go back and add the names of these three people to the list of old scholars.
When an old master turned to look at him, A Liang immediately smiled brightly and waved vigorously.
The old patriarch smiled and nodded, but he was wondering, when did this A-Liang become so familiar with him?
A group of more than a dozen young people, including Xu Bai, Lin Junbi, and the Little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, gradually gathered together.
They all have the false title of Confucian Temple Military Machine Master.
These young and proud men are the closest to the four sword cultivators like A Liang.
A Liang rubbed his chin, secretly poked Chao Pu, and whispered: "Left and right?"
He glanced at Chao Pu from left to right and said, "He and Mr. are having a intellectual dispute between gentlemen."
A Liang continued to argue: "But what about Jiang Longxiang, who wrote "Kuaizai Pavilion Chess Record"? Can he bear it? I can't. Damn it, a stinky chess basket has the nerve to compete in the Aotou Mountain arena. It is said that he even raised a With the white crane by your side all year round, your hermit style is unparalleled."
After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Sir, please ask me to be more generous."
If the gentleman had not said this, just let him drive to the west.
At that time, my husband's status as a worshiper was reduced again and again, and finally the statues were moved out of the Confucian Temple. Among them, the scholars of the Shaoyuan Dynasty made the most violent noises and smashed the statues. Jiang Longxiang was the mastermind behind the scenes.
A Liang said helplessly: "Are you stupid? The old scholar clearly understands that there is something behind his words. He wants you to kill people without revealing their secrets. Also, don't beat people to death."
You began to seriously consider this matter.
Ah Liang was satisfied.
He is worthy of being a dog-headed strategist of the literary sage lineage.
Among the Confucian sages and mountain leaders, a tall old man walked out, came to the left and right, bowed and said: "Senior Brother Zuo."
Nodding his head left and right.
Mao Xiaodong straightened up. He was unwilling to leave and didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to follow Senior Brother Zuo's footsteps silently.
Zuo Zuo said: "Don't worry too much about changing the cultural context. It should have been like this a hundred years ago. Xiaodong, you have a good nature, average academic qualifications, and your husband's knowledge is relatively advanced, so you can't just copy it mechanically. Now that you have the opportunity to acquire knowledge from both contexts,
Strengthen each other and cherish each other."
Mao Xiaodong nodded respectfully and said, "Senior Brother Zuo taught you a lesson."
If Cui Dongshan saw this scene, he would be so angry. Mao Xiaodong, who is on Cui Dongshan's side, does not have such a good temper.
In his early years, he studied in the lineage of literary saints. Mao Xiaodong was upright by nature and liked to argue with arguments. Zuo was actually more knowledgeable than him, but he was not good at speaking. Zuo and Zuo already knew many truths, but they may not be able to explain them thoroughly. Mao Xiaodong also
He is stubborn, so he often talks endlessly and talks nonsense, and the people around him will start to make him shut up.
A Liang said seriously: "Xiaodong, your body is still strong now, right? You must wait until the Liji Academy to offer wine and abdicate. If it doesn't work, I have several jars of medicinal wine that have been hidden for many years. They are all from my early visits to Baicao Paradise.
I have returned the gift, take it to make up for it. Remember to be a conscientious person. From now on, when you become the high priest of the academy, you will help Brother A Liang speak out for justice."
The officialdom has its own rules, and the mountains have their own rules. This means that rats on the ground have their own paths, and birds in the sky have their own paths.
The Confucian Temple also has a path to promotion in the Confucian Temple. Wise men, gentlemen, and saints accompany the worshipers, and the mountain chief, Siye, worships the wine leader.
Mao Xiaodong didn't say anything, but just followed him silently.
He frowned and said, "What are you doing with us? Are you a sword cultivator?"
Mao Xiaodong blushed and immediately left.
The little Celestial Master not far away smiled playfully, turned sideways, kept walking, nodded, and greeted A Liang, "A Liang, when will you come to my house again? I can help you carry the wine, and you will pay 50-50 afterwards.
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To be continued...