Chapter 2628 Confucianism and Confucianism Struggle
"In recent months, there have been thousands or tens of thousands of outsiders in the land of Songhai."
"Today...these people took action."
"To be able to attack my father's chariot like this, it would take nearly a thousand people, maybe more."
"Zhao Tuo."
"If those rangers can be captured alive at this moment, they can be captured alive. We have to use them to find out the people behind the scenes who are hiding."
"Find them all!"
omen!
There seems to be some.
But it's not obvious.
Suddenly, those people came roaring from all directions, covering their vehicles from head to tail, scattering the accompanying imperial soldiers and killing them.
Zhang Liang nodded, turned and left.
As long as my heart pulse is cut off, I won't be able to protect my last breath with my mighty inner strength. Without Master Xun here... my chances of surviving are very slim.
Sanghai raised his hand, his face almost pale with blood, he reluctantly moved a few times under his body, sealing the meridians and acupuncture points, causing the blood to circulate rapidly.
Looking at Tian Yan, Mei Baniang and others who had been staying by his side, Fusu pointed at the rangers who were being captured alive.
Looking at the broken blade of the dagger stuck behind the master's chest, Zhang Liang's face became extremely solemn.
"Although it is not hidden, the traces can be followed."
"As hard as you wait, there won't be any damage at first, but by the time half of the incense stick is gone, these people will have no choice!"
Also among them.
Suddenly.
Later, there were so few people outside my house that it was difficult to trace the traces. If I tried hard enough, I would definitely not be able to do it.
Transform yourself into a god and do things yourself.
"This...Yan Piao Jian will be with Shadow Guards, Luo Wang, Tong Wuhou and we are our opponents."
"Senior Brother Head, Junior Brother Fu Nian was hit by a sword. His pulse is getting stronger and stronger, and so is his breathing."
In the land of Qilu, the current chaos is being dealt with by means of a gentle breeze? These people still think that the empire is strong.
"How's the injury?"
"If this is the case, it will be more difficult for the empire to truly bring Qilu under its control!"
"Pfft..., he...how could he..."
"It's a shame that Seventh Senior Brother can help you defeat a very weak warrior."
"Yes!"
Junior Brother Zifang's injury was indeed minor, and it was a fundamental injury. During the fight just now, he didn't even notice that the Wuyanlu warrior was rushing towards Zifang.
"Even if it is an obstacle, Zhao Tuo should feel at ease without the presence of the Moon God Pavilion himself."
What a pity.
The dagger had not been pulled out from the chest and abdomen, but if it was pulled out now... the next person would be seeking death.
"Let Lord Anping send you."
Now, there is no need for these people to exist.
Sanghai also sat paralyzed on the ground floor of the official road. His body was injured, his organs were trembling, his internal energy was tumbling, and his throat was scarlet and he spit out a small mouthful of blood.
"We are worried about the rear. There is no Dongjun Pavilion, no Cang Chu, Bai Bai Xuanjian and others, not to mention Xiao Mengzi and others."
Not yet next to me is a big fat man who lives and wanders around.
Just keep it.
"What is useless is Shen Nong's art of using hundreds of herbs, his art of cultivating acres, his art of water conservancy and mulberry farming...the rest are great."
"Junior brother Ning You, it would have been more difficult for the other junior brothers if it hadn't been for him."
As he spoke, he walked over.
It also shocked everyone accompanying him.
The transformed god left again.
What happened to the wild old man?
We are willing to gather together. Among Anping Lord Fusu and others, although there are only a few people besieging us, there are not many low-handed people from the Yin and Yang family.
"Junior brother, we'll talk about it when we get back."
If such a person can be controlled, there will be no harm.
Following the gaze of the junior brother behind him, he saw that the ovary was injured at the moment. He was half-kneeling under the road and was treating the wound.
In the final analysis.笚
"..."
The Siyi Sword Formation also requires sufficient manpower and sufficient coordination.
Of course there is no such thing as credit.
Very bad!
There are less than eighty people, and there are still eighteen people left!
"Since the farmer's family didn't show up."
Fusu walked a few steps and walked up to the Yin-Yang family's Moon God who was guarding him. He bowed to him. The Moon God had only made one or two moves since the end.
"puff!"
Zhao Tuo led his soldiers to exterminate and capture those people as much as possible.
"Among the remaining eighteen people, seven are uninjured. One of them is seriously injured. Junior Brother Zifang is not injured at all."
"These people are like rotten flesh under the empire. Unless they are removed with a knife, the empire will feel no pain."
At this moment, Ning Tong stared blankly at his junior brother who was still alive in his arms. In the past, that junior brother was never too kind.
His face was not stained with blood, and his clothes were also scarlet. He scanned the seven surroundings with vigilance as the attackers gradually entered, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
In such a chaotic situation, except for the strong wind fluttering his clothes, his expression was strange, as if there was something special about him.
"farmhouse!"
Moon God Yin Yang Dao Rituals.
He didn't move even a little bit, and there was no blood flowing from the wound under his body. If he wanted to take him back slowly, he had to go to the nearby city, and the Great Sage Xianzhuang could do all the diagnosis and treatment.
"Princess Yangzi is also in the way."
"..."
Sanghai was holding a long sword with a solemn and dignified shape. As he spoke, a trace of blood slipped from the sword body and fell into the official path on his feet.
"Don't let anyone go."
That time when my father visited the east, among hundreds of scholars, Confucianism took the lead, and the other hundreds of schools... were also in sight.
Nearby, a cry of surprise came from afar.
In the conflict just now, some of these people went directly towards Tian Yan, and their words were not mixed with farm family grudges.
Want to fight back?
"It has passed, that is the end, and there will be no more after that."
Before that, it was all the disciples of the Fourth Palace of the Yin Yang Family who took action, which was enough to deal with it.
His fingers didn't move, but fell under Junior Brother Fu Nian's wrist. Just as he didn't feel anything, suddenly... Sanghai's whole body froze.
A handsome gentleman, as gentle as jade.
"Senior Brother Head!"
"Brother!"
Led by the eight Confucian leaders and followed by many Confucian disciples, they faced chaos and suffered heavy casualties in a matter of seconds.
"It seems... there are also some people waiting for him!"
Although there are no such people, it is not fundamental.
"Senior Brother Head, how could Junior Brother Fu Nian..."
"The people who surrounded you just now were very few."
Jue Yanpiao and others were approaching, speaking urgently.
Fusu looked directly at the beauty behind him.
The way he moves his hands and feet is rarely pure and gentle, and the way he behaves is rarely vulgar.
"There are no farmers in Donghai County."
Very bad!
"..."
"Outside of normal times, you haven't practiced some body skills, so it's useless that time."
What happened today is an opportunity.
Nowadays... I have more energy to retreat and less energy to exhale.
"Come and see."
"A person appears at the entrance to the extraordinary existence."
Dare to move.
Fear of death is instinctive!
now.
Eight hall disputes?
At this moment, his breath was steady, his face was full of energy and he was not panting. He leaned on the sword and bent down, carefully treating the wounds on his shoulders and arms.
"Come and take a look at Junior Brother Fu Nian, Junior Brother Yanpiao... I... am not seriously injured!"
"Anpingjun."
"Xia uses force to break the ban, as Han Fei said, this is true."
It's not that difficult!
"Prevention is the best."
Junior Brother Ning You's body strength is strange, and the sword in his hand is also strange. He is unable to defend against the two Yan Road warriors.
"The heart vessels are not damaged, and the internal organs are not damaged."
"These people...are definitely here specifically to target you."
What are these people’s goals?
On the other hand, Mei Baniang was standing next to her, holding a sharp sickle in her hand, staring at Qi Zhou in readiness.
He has not been in Qilu for a long time. Ruo Yan's achievements are very small, but there is nothing he cannot show off.
Before he could continue talking to his two junior brothers, Sanghai felt wind on his feet and walked back slowly. Could it be that the injured junior brother was okay?
Unless you are obsessed with it, the advantage will be obvious when competing at the same level.
"Yanpiaojian!"
"If you ignore these people and perfectly control Qilu, will you be nervous?"
Ning Tong, who was holding his junior brother in his arms, also looked horrified and full of disbelief. How could such a thing happen?
He looked at the junior fellow apprentice who was near him and sighed heavily.
The young woman in Confucian robes who had reported the tragic events one after another knelt down and hugged someone. She was a junior who was accompanying her on this trip.
"It is difficult for His Majesty the First Emperor to get into the car and drive."
Fusu raised his arms and clenched his fists.
"If possible, please ask him to take some Yin Yang family disciples behind to clean up those enemies of the empire."
"So, Zhao Tuo needs him next time."
"We'll talk about some things when we get back. Junior brother Ning Tong, let's go and treat the injuries of all the junior brothers first. How is Zifang? He didn't hurt any vital parts?"
harm?
Your courage is commendable!
"Senior Brother Head."
How could you not behave like this?
"These people in Langya County will have to pay the price."
"Senior Brother Head!"
"Senior Brother Head!"
…
"Zhao Tuo will come to Langya in a few months. Whether you are a Confucian or a peasant, you must be safe and obedient."
"The strength of these people who attacked the imperial vehicles is one of the weakest. Some of them are weak, and the rest are less innate."
Wearing a light blue narrow pine Confucian robe with flower and grass textures and silk mountain patterns, her hair was tied into a bun and tied with a blue ribbon.
In an instant, Ning You and others who had just approached behind them exclaimed, even though they were sitting there forgetting to be quiet, they did not lose their luster at this moment.
Safety.
The other Confucian disciples on the side were also horrified and rushed towards him calmly.
Fusu asked back.
Hearing the sound, stand up and bow.
Farmers have been too indulgent, too free, too disciplined, and too polite in the land of Zhuxia for hundreds of years.
Ning You and Zhang Liang looked at each other and stepped closer.
Tian Yan nodded.
…
"I'm afraid His Majesty the First Emperor is driving in a car outside!"
He wanted to help, but was trapped by one or seventy Yan Lu, Xiantian Rangers, and took action.
Some things don’t exist either.
There is no other innate warrior whose strength is wrong.
The attacking knight-errant swordsmen were of varying strengths and were not of much use. With some members of the Yin Yang family around, those people could not get close.
The Moon God nodded, and a faint purple light passed through the void, revealing that the person had disappeared.
It was also covered, leaving nothing behind.
My father's car drove in front, and he led some of the subjects from Songhai behind, followed by some people from Xiaoshengxian Village.
"..."
"You need to... return to the Great Sage Xian Manor as soon as possible."
At this moment, many of these rangers have not come forward, or even left. Do you want to leave? Come when you want, and leave when you want?
"In the long run, it's worth it."
"Here!"
"Zifang, please inform Lord Anping that you will go back first."
"Senior Brother Head!"
The soldiers of the county commander who have not yet transformed into gods and are just following them, at the critical moment, should be treated as before, and they have no choice but to do something.
Holding a long sword, jade pendant and ring.
There are less than eighty people who came from the Confucian school, less than a hundred knight-errant swordsmen who were besieging them just now, and not even seven Yanpiao warriors alone.
"What's worse, if it doesn't work out, but it does work, I can still watch the car and drive as a guard."
It seems, along with the rest of the goals.
A heavy chapter in troubled times.
As for the life and death of some people in the Little Sage Village not far away... we need to control it ourselves. In order to welcome His Majesty, what we do next is our intention.
"How does he feel?"
Fu Nian's breath suddenly died.
"On the Moon God Pavilion!"
The credit is already in hand.
"Um?"
These were still troubles left by the empire. They were troubles that could not be completely solved at that time. Now, those troubles have taken the initiative to take action.
Fusu warned.
The transformed god wears armor of bright light, rides horses in all directions, follows the soldiers of Langya County, and does his duty.
What kind of threat are these people, especially those from the Yin Yang family who are very fierce in their attacks? These ranger assassins are also human beings!
"Junior Brother Fu Nian!"
It's human!
Transforming into a god and becoming a lieutenant of Langya County, I have no important things to do, and I am not the same as myself, but... I also have doubts about needing credit.
Hearing Fusu's words, he nodded and responded.
The Confucian disciples who followed him were all personally selected by him. The loss that time was very small. I didn't expect it, but I did not expect that the result would not be like that.
"……."
"Mr. Anping wants to use Confucianism, farming... to make Qilu stable?"
Tian Yan stood simple and elegant, with a heavy and calm aura all over his body, which was caused by the chaos inside. Even though the initial strong force came, it was as special as the white snow in spring.
"There were indeed very few people there just now."
Fusu shook his head.
"he……."
"in this way."
Yan Piao knelt down and looked at Junior Fu Nian in Junior Brother Ning Tong's arms. With his spiritual sense, Fu Nian's aura was very powerful.
"Senior Brother Head!"
"..."
"Sir, please go ahead!"
Tian Yan said quietly.
Fusu smiled.
Confucian disciples rarely delve into the knowledge of the sages. Although Haoran has not practiced it, he is very good at it.
Tian Yan smiled slightly.
[Search "Spring Gift" on Xiaoxiang APP and new users will receive 500 book coins, and old users will receive 200 book coins] Watching the moon god leave, Fusu glanced at Qizhou again.
Yes.
"Senior Brother Head!"
Sanghai spoke silently, his face was filled with paleness, and the blood-red light flickered. As he waved his hand, a heavy palm fell on Fu Nian's chest and abdomen.
"If possible!"
He frowned and stretched out his hand to pull Junior Brother Fu Nian's arm. The exact extent of the injury needed to be known before taking a pulse.
Driving ahead.
With an expression of shock, he raised his head and looked behind his chest... There was a dagger inserted outside, and the person who did it... was not Junior Brother Fu Nian who was seriously injured behind his eyes and was dying.
A gentleman has contentment and a clear mind.
Once again, these rangers who were identified as Ming were attacked, and a young Confucian scholar from Eguan Bo was holding a sharp blade, his face was pale, and his voice was slightly hoarse.
All the overwhelming cold light of swords, all the violent roars of angry voices... I have heard too many words like that over the years.
Chaotic mysterious light flashed across his body consciously.
When various countries coexisted, these people were able to maintain stability in the midst of chaos and profit from the chaos.
"Although the eight farmhouses are here, some disputes have not remained."
"……."
On one side, the seventh master, Ning You, bowed, wearing a plain blue Confucian robe with a few traces of texture underneath, a light brown belt around his waist, long boots, and a low crown.
It's my father's east patrol car.
"There are more than 80 people waiting for you to come out of the Great Saint Xian Manor to greet Ying Zheng. Now... there are only 18 people left!"
While talking, after observing the situation for seven weeks, some people in the Yin Yang family were also not free, and these people in the Great Sage Xian Manor were also for safety.
"Even if the head brother didn't help, and they were able to advance into the first place, after all, there were too few of them, and they also used hidden weapons."
There was no blood all over his body.
"If something happens, it will go bad."
Tian Yan showed his head and nodded, and bowed to each other.
"I think it was a test."
Sanghai waved his powerfully raised palm. Although he was weak, he could cut down many of the people who were besieging him, but it was difficult to save all his fellow disciples. The seven Yan Road warriors all blocked him, making it difficult for him to do so.
People from the great Confucian sage Xianzhuang are among them.
Of course not.
"Ye Lao died at the hands of Cang Cu, and you cannot escape the blame."
"Brother, you have a minor injury, not a serious injury."