Chapter 752 – Confucian Mountain, Confucian Sage
Chapter 752 – Mount Confucian, Confucian Sage
At dawn, the heavy rain turned into light rain, as fine as cow hair, falling on the flowers and trees of the lofty mountains.
A stirring winged Mozi Flying Eagle Spirit Treasure Ship whistled past.
Xin Zhuo sat in the corner of the Spiritual Treasure Boat with Xiao Huang, who was carrying a withered bone on his back, and his eyes scanned the mountains and dense forests, falling into deep thought.
The one who invited himself, must be Huang Tai Gai undoubtedly, this should be the second person he had seen in the trial, or once had a cordial relationship, to be honest, the mood was a little complicated and apprehensive.
He didn’t even know what kind of identity he should face when he met Huang Tai Gai, and what should he say?
Where were those people and how were they?
He couldn’t ask, it didn’t make much sense.
Also, it was surprising that Huang Tai Gai knew that he was in Weiyang City, but what was he going to do by inviting himself to come with the people of Da Luo and Da Yan?
He looked to the side at Love Compassionate Son and Wang Bai Reader, and realized that the two were also looking at him, their gazes complicated as well.
Xin Zhuo did not know much about the place “Ru Mountain”, but the disciples of Da Luo and Da Yan were very familiar with “Ru Mountain”, which was a place that did not want to dispute with the outside world and only practiced sage learning and martial arts, but also had a deep and unique background, and the Holy Maiden personally invited her, which several people could not refuse. Since Xin Zhuo was also invited, he couldn’t continue to make a move.
Therefore, the Love Compassionate Son duo relaxed their hostility towards Xin Zhuo, and instead, a hint of curiosity arose.
Seeing Xin Zhuo look at them, Emotion Compassionate Son’s melon-like face desperately boarded up and looked into the distance.
Instead, it was Wang Bai Reader who smiled and said, “Brother Xin’s martial arts aptitude is indeed not bad, I have learned from it and still have palpitations in my heart.”
Speaking was straightforward.
Xin Zhuo nodded: “Uh-huh.”
Hm?
Wang Bai read a bellyful of words and was choked at once, not knowing what to say for a long time.
At this time, the voice of the Great Diffusion Sect Xuezuo came from the front: “I don’t know what the Ru Mountain Husbandmen invited us …… to do?”
This word seems to have been held back all the way.
Ling Kucheng also straightened out the tassel hanging down from the vertical crown and said, “Listening to the Holy Maiden’s intention, Mount Ru has Xin Zhuo’s deceased, is it possible that Mount Ru intends to preserve Xin Zhuo?”
Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked over, aside Wang Bai read and love compulsion son also immediately looked over.
“Hehe.”
Confucian mountain saint daughter peacock, sitting in the forefront, body slender and straight, Confucian shirt neck exposed neck actually also snow white and tender as jade, the whole body exudes Confucian aura, as if not have to move half a point of martial arts, will also be admired and respected, but she said words, but with unparalleled self-confidence and bravado: “For countless years, never involved in the world disputes, also has no intention of protecting anyone.
“Ru Mountain has never been involved in disputes in the world for countless years, and has no intention of protecting anyone, but …… if we want to protect Xin Zhuo, why do we need to use the word please? And why do we need the consent of Da Luo and Da Yan?”
Ling Kucheng and Xuezang look a little embarrassed, saint peacock words can not be refuted, ancient canonical records have recorded, the Confucian mountain does not fight with the world, but to do things, also never consult with people, thousands of years ago, there has been a large super clan and the Confucian mountain has contradictions, a moment full of door by the Confucian massacre, quasi-saint experts also died elsewhere, since then changed its name, never dare to mention the matter of enmity.
Ling Kucheng lightly coughed: “That ……”
Peacock look solemn said: “two things, the first haotian name, heard that under the banner of the great Luo have haotian zong, this two words can not be used again, otherwise three thousand Confucian cultivators do not comply, you since the East is a direct disciple, naturally conveyed by you.”
“hmmm ……”
Xue Zang and Wang Bai read lowered their heads and nearly laughed out loud.
Rumor has it that “Haotian” was the most holy ancestor of Confucianism in the ancient times, and also the first great emperor of the Confucian Sect, who later lifted the Xia and ascended to create the Heavenly Court as the first generation of Immortal Emperors, suppressing the four seas and the eight wastelands, the heavens and the earth for countless years, as well as being the Immortal Emperor who set up the Heavenly Dao and Immortal Rules.
Although it is only a myth and legend, and there is the meaning of the world of martial arts against, but after all, is the supreme saint of the Confucian family, the district of a large clan, how dare to “Haotian Zong” as the name, when it is really funny and ridiculous. Ling Gu Cheng immediately explained: “the latter generation sect, by the heavenly immortal rules suppressed for a long time, only after the advent of the martial arts world can show up to live, living grass, where there is too much insight, only seek to dominate the ear just. Mundane martial artists even have called Batian, Zhentian, the universe, the flood, invincible, Xianzun, the emperor, do not know the person is not strange.
Of course, I will definitely report to my master when I return to the clan, except for these two words.”
Saint Peacock nodded, waved her sleeve and said: “The second thing, the Confucian Sage remnants of the Bikini open, ten thousand miles in the vicinity of the quasi-saint below the outstanding martial artists can participate in the epiphany, you all coincide with the meeting, specially invited!”
Ling Kucheng, Xuezang and the four Love Compass Zi’s complexion changed slightly, then they showed a hint of intent and nodded their heads: “So that’s how it is!”
“Confucian Sage Remnants” for the Confucian Sect for a thousand years passed down the stone jade, no one knows what is on it, but those who have seen it, can not deny its charm, it is said that those who participate in more or less will be greatly benefited.
Then “Ru Shan” for this invitation, is a good thing.
Xin Zhuo, who has been silent, also looks slightly moved, again epiphany this kind of thing, himself in the line ah!
“So ……”
That snow hide suddenly dainty back to look at Xin Zhuo, “after this matter, Xin Zhuo any kill any death, RuShan also never ask about it?”
The Holy Maiden Peacock did not make a sound, but only smiled blandly.
Xin Zhuo lightly glanced at Xuezang and jerked Xiao Huang’s head.
Little Yellow cooperated and pouted at Xuezang.
Then Yukizo sneered and turned his head back.
“Whoosh–“
The Flying Eagle Spiritual Treasure was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye for dozens of miles, a thick fog suddenly appeared in front of it, like a peculiar formation boundary, through the fog, the front opened up-
That is a huge continuous pavilion building, a huge statue first came into view, the statue is an old man, a Confucian shirt robe, back hands holding a scroll of bamboo slips, eyes looking up at the sky, not yet close to make people feel a vast and righteous atmosphere.
In the statue around, is the carved beams, brightly colored pavilion buildings, high and low, which the immortal flowers and plants, cranes, beasts all over, countless wide robes and big sleeves, rich in the smell of the Confucian disciples walking between them, orderly.
Looking down from a high place, can not help but make people’s hearts rise and fall, even if the vulgar people arrive here also become elegant for a few points.
When the Flying Eagle Spiritual Treasure Ship slowly landed on a stone platform extending into the sea of clouds, three male disciples of the Confucian Sect and three female disciples of the Confucian Sect greeted them, all of which were in the Yang Shi and Ling Tai realms, and all of them manipulated the power to stabilize the Spiritual Treasure Ship, and then stood in silence and bowed to the side to bow and salute.
The Holy Maiden Peacock stepped down gracefully and looked back, saying, “The Ru Mountain has its own arrangements, I will go first.”
Fluttering away.
Ling Gu Cheng’s four people turned back to look at Xin Zhuo again, and before they could say anything, they saw the six waiting Ru Sect disciples first eyeballing Xin Zhuo strangely, and then saluting, “Your guest please!”
One of the female disciples led Xin Zhuo alone, not sharing the same path with Ling Gu Cheng’s four people, through a pavilion stone path, straight to the depths.
Waiting until no one was around, the female disciple suddenly turned back, her waves rising and falling despite her Confucian shirt’s efforts to hide them, and laughed: “Does the Great King remember me?”
Xin Zhuo gazed at the eyes, said: “Huh? You are that who came?”
(End of chapter)