Chapter 407 – Confucian Emperor Immortal Emperor and Half-step Great Emperor

Chapter 407 – Confucian Emperor, Immortal Emperor and Half-step Great Emperor

At the end of the hour.

Xingling Prefecture City, the only square named Xiluo Academy, eight thousand students arrived, a huge towering altar was built in the center, and a statue of an old man with a long beard and Confucian robes stood solemnly at the very top of the altar.

Around the altar nine stone tablets erected according to the position of the Nine Palaces, above the carving of Confucianism teaching and educating people and the most sacred master of the classic quotes, sentence by sentence introspection, wake up the world!

Huang Tai Gai, too search Gong, Yu Si Liu and Song Lao Chu a group of old Confucian with three thousand Confucian students sitting around, a look of listening to the scriptures and lectures.

At the beginning of the sixth hour, the gloomy sky, suddenly once again snowed heavily.

The king of Qin, Jiang Yuqing, dressed in imperial robes, rate of civil and military hundreds of people to come.

Three thousand Confucian students and eight thousand students have risen to salute: “Students pay homage to His Highness the King of Qin!”

Eight thousand ordinary students of the academy, both male and female, were all blazing with incomparable eyes, those with good martial arts talent, worshipped King of Qin Jiang Yuqing to the extreme, after all, the only one in the world who could defeat forty-seven people of the same realm in a single move was King of Qin, what kind of terrifying combat talent was this?

That’s right! The news of Xin Zhuo defeating Mr. Dongfang, Zhuang XIII and those people with one move had already spread throughout the world.

For those with average martial arts talent who want to seek fame and fortune, Western Qin, which has just defeated Great Zhou, is simply a holy land, and the King of Qin is the lord of this “holy land”.

However, Xin Zhuo’s mind is not on these people at all, and there is nothing to be polite, he just looked at the altar, and then flicked his sleeves, step by step to pick up the steps.

In fact, the sacrifice of Confucianism to the saintly master, into Confucianism, is to make Confucianism as the state religion of Western Qin, which red tape, no less than the emperor ascended to the throne, but he and Huang Tai Gai said very clear, all omitted, direct sacrifice.

He did not have so much time to waste.

Huang Tai Gai and others know his physical condition, also do not think, at this time to see him on the stage, four people follow the company.

With all eyes on him, Xin Zhuo reached the altar and walked towards the statue of the Most Holy Ancestor.

In front of the statue was placed a huge three-legged bronze incense burner, and at this time the smoke filled the air, covering the face of the Most Holy Master.

But still can distinguish, this is a kindly old man, just forehead convex, like a sarcoma, this and the previous life of the old man, the South Pole Immortal Weng and Confucius portraits are similar.

In fact, the forehead convex this look, basically is a descendant of YY out, the saint master himself can not be long like this, the so-called “Tianting stop long and rich, square and into the broad, the Lord of the rich and powerful also! Take “good luck, wealth and longevity” of the beautiful symbolism, make a special point.

On the side of the Huang Tai Gai muttered half a day of difficult to pronounce rituals, and then the four looked at Xin Zhuo together, the eyes warm and incomparable, as if what wish is finally accomplished: “Your Highness, you can start!”

Xin Zhuo was stunned, pointing at the statue, “I don’t think it’s right!”

The four were surprised: “What’s wrong?”

Xin Zhuo said: “The statue is covered in dust, this is disrespectful to the Most Holy Master!”

Huang Tai Gai laughed: “The work was started in front of it, and it was accidentally stained with some dust, so I didn’t pay attention to it!”

“This is not acceptable!”

Xin Zhuo look serious, reach out a move, perform water flow momentum, the well in the distant compound in the well flew a ball of water, very beautiful water flow technique, attracted the surrounding students a “shout of surprise”.

Then Xin Zhuo took the opportunity to add the water of the Moonwatch well, walked to the side of the statue, a leap into mid-air, pouring down from the head, a little bit of cleaning.

“Good!”

Huang Tai Gai four people see Xin Zhuo so “pious”, “serious”, this heart ironing, not in vain I Confucianism auxiliary him for so long.

Finally wiped, Xin Zhuo backed off, seemingly sincerely meditating on some kind of ritual, but in reality, he invoked the Moonwatcher’s Well.

The new sacrificial spirit in the well appeared, only Xin Zhuo only look at a glance, is the heart of a shock:.
[Sacrificial Spirit:Confucian Qi True Spirit, containing ten million Wuji masters and Confucian Emperor’s Rhyme of the Three Roads Mountain; with the same cover of one million Immortal Spirit masters and Immortal Emperor’s Spirit of the Nine Heavens, Mountains and Seas!
Share:Qian level! Not to be shared unless one has entered the Half-step Great Emperor or the Half-entry Eternal Life!
Forcibly seized:Level B, single West Qin Confucian shallow qi true spirit.

Fusion Sharing:Opportunity ripe for one-time sharing and immediate severance!

Holy shit!

This was like a nuclear bomb that suddenly exploded on a single, lingering ant.

This was the first time that Lookout Tsukai had spilled so much content!

The Moonwatch Well was a type of magic treasure that was impossible to brag about! What it showed was obviously true.

So there really are great emperors in the world? Immortal Emperors?

Qian level sharing? Beyond the A, B, C and D alignments!
So, how far away is one from a Great Emperor or Immortal Emperor?
Could it be that one’s cultivation so far, with all sorts of efforts, is still a mortal realm, a mole cricket? The listed company is currently at the stage of spreading a pancake stand and not buying a pancake pan?

This makes him can not help but a burst of tasteless, only feel the world’s great, the vastness of the world, the vastness of the road of martial arts cultivation, let the heart feel powerless!
Suddenly, his body was filled with energy, wouldn’t it be fun to go all the way up?
Just as he was thinking about it, a few urges came from the side: “Your Highness? Your Highness?”

Huang Tai Gai and the four of them were a bit confused, what was Jiang Yuqing doing? They thought he was meditating on something in his mind? It’s been an incense stick, isn’t it a bit too long?
Xin Zhuo finally came back to his senses and casually asked, “Do you know how many realms the great emperors …… in this world are?”

Huang Tai Gai froze for a moment: “Great Emperor?”

This touched the knowledge blind spot of this Confucian old earth immortal, it is rumored that the great emperor is 10,000 years ago martial artist, whether it exists or not is still in two words, how many realms …… who said to understand?
“I’m afraid there must be a thirty or fifty realms, right?”

Huang Tai Gai people old love to follow their hearts, casually made up a sentence, “Could it be related to Your Highness’s sacrifice to the Most Sacred Ancestor?” Not much to do with it, but from the description of the sacrificial spirit, are you Confucian disciples not a little too bullish? What kind of Confucian Emperor or Immortal Emperor reads your Confucian books?
Xin Zhuo collected the chaotic and unrealistic thoughts, this Confucian sacrificial spirit can still be collected, it is just the qi of these Confucian old bangers in the land of West Qin.

Burning three incense sticks, hands raised above his head: “Disciple Jiang Yuqing, today I would like to enter Confucianism, perform Confucian indoctrination and educate the world, disciple worships the Most Sacred Ancestor!”

Bowed three times in a row.

The first worship, a faint illusion appeared in midair in front of his eyes, which seemed to be a large group of readers listening to the sutra.

Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment.

The second worship, a glorious kingdom appeared in midair, billions of dawns, millions of people, great armies conquering, the scene was orderly, yet complicated.

Xin Zhuo frowned.

The third worship, the country tumbled, the world competed with each other, the mountains and rivers were broken, the people’s livelihoods were adjusted to shelter, and suddenly there was a Confucian scholar who came to teach the world.

Xin Zhuo dazed.

“This is the magic of Confucianism!”

Huang Tai Gai four people obviously also saw it, lamented: “Ordinary people worship, will never appear this kind of illusion, unless the lord of a place, qi fortune plus body, your highness is the lord of western Qin, so will see. All the glory and wealth in this world is just a cloud of smoke, fleetingly gone, the king and his majesty, but also the white bones of the withered grave, a hundred years to return, only the indoctrination will remain for a long time, such as my Confucianism, your highness when the heart of the pious ah!”

“Right!”

Xin Zhuo casually perfunctory, and then look at the moon well Confucian sacrificial spirit.

[Sacrificial Spirit:Confucian Qi Yun True Spirit ……

Forced Seizure:Grade B, Single Western Qin Confucian Shallow Qi True Spirit.

Fusion and Sharing:The opportunity is ripe for one-time sharing and immediate severance!

He was relieved and had no intention of seizing it in front of a large crowd, so he casually chatted with the four Huang Tai Gai and hurriedly descended from the altar, heading straight to the Qin King’s Palace.

Back to the palace, waved away Sai Qingzhu a few women, closed the door of the palace, sitting behind the book case, invoked the Moonwatch Well.

Seize!

[Moonflower:80/100.]

[Ancestor’s True Canon]

[Crippled sub-one realm, Note:This side of heaven and earth is excluded and lacks opportunity!

The “Master’s True Canon” should be something like the “Qin King’s True Seal” or “Great Zhou’s True Seal” for the current realm of the Well Master to incorporate into his fusion techniques!

The Realm Seizure is still broken!

In other words, it was still impossible to enter Earth Immortality, and the Confucian Sacrificial Spirit could not help him get rid of the continuous shrinkage of his body’s meridians and the loss of his lifespan!
His heart tightened as he stretched out his hand and absorbed it!

The shadow of a book shook and appeared before his eyes.

The meridians of his body were once again sour and swollen and kept opening up.

Then power filled the entire body, and the blood qi was incomparably full.

However, immediately after that, the life expectancy passes strangely fast, full of silver hair, full of wrinkles, dying of old age.

Meridian atrophy accelerated again!

He immediately replaced this disposable Confucian sacrificial spirit according to the Moonwatch Well prompts, and then frantically seized the lifespan of Great Zhou’s surrendered soldiers!

This time, it took a hundred to return to normal!
Fortunately, there were enough Great Zhou Surrendered Pawns.

After doing everything, he collapsed on his back, covered in sweat and panting like a cow.

This feeling was not only painful, but also had the feeling of helplessness as death was suddenly far away and near, and life itself was out of control.

“What kind of divine power are you? You this is also …… too fucking terrible!”

Has been hiding in the shadows to observe Li Guangling, do not know when to touch the side, staring at a pair of bull’s eyes, living ghosts in general, he witnessed Xin Zhuo from the appearance of a teenager into white hair, full of age spots, and then blink and return to normal!
He witnessed Xin Zhuo change from a teenager to a gray-haired man with a face full of age spots, and then back to normal in the blink of an eye! This kind of magical means, compared to his “Creation and Change of Face”, can only be thrown into the sewer.

“What do you care about me! Do you have a fucking solution or not?”

Xin Zhuo looked at him with difficulty, suddenly suspecting that this old clapper had been hiding his clumsiness, after all, he had once been a Nine-turned Earth Immortal, an eight or nine hundred year old monster!

Li Guangling sat down on the side, touching his theater makeup old face: “I have a suggestion, but whether it is successful or not depends on you to break in, I am not very understanding, as for how long it will take, whether it is dangerous, whether it will take a few years or a few decades, I am also not clear, you make your own choice!”

(End of chapter)



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