Yang Guang was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but said: "Senior is leaving?"
"Of course I have to leave. I happened to meet you this time. Boy, enjoy yourself!" Confucius swayed and turned into a streak of purple light and disappeared into the horizon.
After Confucius left, Yang Guang's expression suddenly changed. Yang Guang simply believed in the so-called coincidence. There may be coincidences in the mortal world, but there has never been any coincidences in the world of immortality. Some are just for those with great supernatural powers.
Calculation, in the eyes of those with great supernatural powers, the size of the Three Realms is only in the palm of your hand, it is nothing at all.
Confucius was transformed from the good corpse of Master Xuandu, and he also had the cultivation of a quasi-sage. Naturally, the other party knew what was happening in the three realms. Otherwise, he would not have killed the King of Ten Thousand Demons and would still be waiting for him here.
All this was planned by the other party.
This also means that everything he does here is premeditated. This feeling makes him very dissatisfied, but he has no way to refuse. Who is already a quasi-sage master? He has a level of cultivation that is simply beyond his ability.
Resistant.
"Get out of here."
Yang Guang looked at the iron pot in front of him. It was a rare treasure. With such a huge body of the Ten Thousand Demon King, it was like a loach falling into it. There was no flame around it, so he cooked it into a delicious dish, which was enough to prove that the iron pot was a rare treasure.
The great thing about the pot is that Confucius did not take it away, which means that Confucius wanted to give the pot to himself.
It is already a rare thing to save one's life for no reason. It is a bit difficult to explain that a feast that is comparable to a miracle medicine is placed in front of oneself. Now, a rare treasure has been left for oneself.
It’s even more unreasonable.
Yang Guang didn't believe this. He immediately put the iron pot aside, stepped out, and turned into a rainbow light, flying towards the south. However, when he looked again, his expression suddenly changed a lot, and there was still a pot of iron in front of him.
The pot, the iron pot contains five colors of rays of light, and the aroma of meat is fragrant. When you step out, it is still in front of you, and it has not moved at all.
"It's true, it's true."
Yang Guang's expression turned bad. There was no easy advantage to be taken advantage of. Confucius saved his life and paid for the iron pot and a feast. It was not without price. The price was to control himself here.
Soon, Yang Guang calmed down. Since he couldn't change the situation, he just enjoyed everything in front of him. He began to eat the dragon meat. Soon, streaks of rosy clouds appeared on his mouth, as bright as red clouds.
The aura on his body was vigorous and the energy was soaring, which clearly showed how helpful the dragon meat was to him.
Above the clouds, Confucius glanced at Yang Guang on the ground, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. Soon, he saw an auspicious cloud coming slowly from the distance. Who else could it be if it wasn't Guanyin Bodhisattva? He was dressed in white and holding mutton fat in his hand.
Jade pure vase, with a compassionate look on his face.
"Thank you for your help, brother." Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva bowed to Confucius.
"I don't dare to take it seriously." Confucius said calmly, "The cause and effect between you and me is over. Hum, if you plot against the emperor like this, you will definitely arouse his revenge in the future. This son is not a simple person."
"Senior brother, don't worry. If I, the ascetic, rises, he, as Jin Chanzi's father, will also benefit from it in this life. I believe that this son is smart and will definitely be grateful to me, the ascetic." Avalokitesvara looked peaceful.
"This place can trap the other party for a year. Hey, Bodhisattva, you just hope that after one year, his country will be stable. Otherwise, everything you have in Nanzhanbuzhou may not be able to withstand his wrath." Purple light flashed.
, Confucius has disappeared into the clouds.
Guanshiyin Bodhisattva's face changed slightly after hearing this. No matter what, the other party was the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. Once he made a decision, it was really hard to stop him. But apart from this method, there was no other good way.
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The Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters is in chaos at this time. The earth's veins are changing. Many monsters who are practicing in seclusion have gone crazy and become possessed. What worries the monsters even more is that the King of Ten Thousand Monsters has gone to chase the eyes and has not returned yet. This gives the monsters a sense of
Bad feeling.
The Ten Thousand Demon King's cultivation level is far superior to that of Yang Guang. Logically speaking, he should have returned a long time ago. However, nearly a month has passed and there is still no trace. At this time, the soldiers and horses of the Sui Dynasty have already come to kill him.
The army of one million people was majestic, with momentum like a rainbow, and a frightening and vicious aura filled the sky, turning into one ferocious beast after another. The ferocious beasts roared in the air, and the stars shook. This is the Wu Clan's military training method.
, in later generations, they became the famous Undead Legion of the Qin Dynasty. They were not afraid of death and fought very bravely. When killing the enemy, they could devour the enemy's flesh and blood, increase their own vitality, and continuously strengthen themselves.
Who dares to resist such a powerful army?
Li Jing, who is commanding the army, has a stern look on his face and his eyes are shining brightly. An army of one million people has reached the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, but so far, as the commander-in-chief of the army, His Majesty the Emperor has still not appeared, and there are rumors in the army.
It made him very uneasy.
"If there is no news, it is good news." Di Renjie said calmly: "If something really happened to His Majesty, then the King of Ten Thousand Demons would have appeared long ago. If he does not appear now, this is good news. It means that there is something wrong with Your Majesty.
None."
Li Jing nodded, he indeed thought so, but it was not enough just because he thought so. The key was what the soldiers below thought. He then said: "Generals, organize your troops, let's attack first and give the demon clan
A lesson. Let the demon clan see how powerful we are."
"Yes, at this time, we should teach the demon tribe a lesson. Only by teaching them a hard lesson can we boost our military morale." Di Renjie nodded.
"It's definitely not enough to rely on these soldiers alone. We also need your help." Li Jing looked at Fang Xuanling and others. There were more than 400 scholars accompanying the army on this expedition. They learned the Blue Blood Pill Heart Technique. In a few months
Although his cultivation could not exert its maximum power, Li Jing believed that with four hundred Confucian scholars taking action together, they would be able to give the monster a surprise.
"This is also an opportunity, a good opportunity to test the combat effectiveness of our scholars." Fang Xuanling's eyes flickered.
In fact, in addition to testing the scholars' combat prowess, the more important thing is to tell those monks that a mortal, even if he does not have a long lifespan, can still kill those high-ranking monks.
"Then give it a try. I have long disliked those people from the sect. It seems that if I get rid of them in the Sui Dynasty, I can't do anything." Li Jing looked gloomy. Yang Guang's disappearance had a lot to do with these people.
If these guys hadn't been hiding aside to watch the fun, Yang Guang wouldn't have been fighting the Ten Thousand Demon King alone, and there wouldn't be the current situation.
