Stunning beauty

East China Sea.

A place full of rocks.

The two overlords of the East China Sea, Half Moon and Black Flag, fought with great momentum.

However, the most critical battle is not the battle between the two overlords of the four realms.

Not far away, Li Ziye fends off another White Ghost, the overlord of the East China Sea, by himself. He has not recovered from his injuries for a few days, and started to die again.

However, this time, Li Gouzi was not voluntary.

In the world, there are not many people who can control Li Ziye, and it just so happens that Qin Grace is one of them.

So, when Qin Grace opened her mouth, Li Ziye didn't dare to disobey, knowing that she might have to lie down for another ten and a half months.

Fortunately, today's Li Gouzi is no longer the little white who just dabbled in martial arts.

At the forefront of fighting against the polar night monster, Li Ziye has grown too much in half a year.

Not only cultivation, but also combat experience, courage, insight, everything is different.

"Majestic qi!"

"A bright mirror is not a stand!"

The ghostly figure was close to Li Ziye, and two protective air masks appeared around Li Ziye's body. Confucianism and Buddhist martial arts appeared on one person at the same time, absolutely defending and echoing each other.

but!

The gap in realm cannot be made up by moves.

The sound of thumping resounded through the sea.

The soft sword in the white ghost's hand broke through the two protective air shields one after another, stabbing at the young man in front of him.

Unexpectedly.

The moment the soft sword in Bai Gui's hand touched Li Ziye, the afterimage shattered and disappeared.

Even though there was an irreparable gap in cultivation between the two of them, there was one thing that Li Ziye did not lose too much to the white ghost.

speed!

The double protective gas shield can only block the white ghost for a moment, but it is enough.

In the blink of an eye, Li Ziye's figure split into two parts, avoiding the former's attack.

"Flying Immortal Jue, three feet of frost and moonlight."

Alternate offense and defense, one sword, frost.

With lightning-fast movements, Li Ziye flew behind the white ghost and slashed down with his sword.

"Keng!"

Ruanjian and Chunjun clashed, and the sound of the sword was piercing.

The white ghost stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the kid in front of him, but unfortunately, the moment the two swords collided, the boy's figure had retreated a few steps away.

Quick handover, touch and leave, never fight recklessly, Li Ziye knows that there is a huge difference in strength between himself and the pirate overlord in front of him, so he tries his best not to give the person in front of him the opportunity to exert his cultivation advantage.

After several moves, the two people who were not at the same strength level at all, unexpectedly achieved a balance of power through mental calculations or unintentional calculations.

just.

One of the five overlords in the East China Sea, the strength of the White Ghost is so simple.

After a brief shock, the white ghost immediately saw the fighting style of the young man in front of him, let out a deep drink, and his whole body burst out with true energy.

The roaring and galloping true essence formed numerous swamps, and the white ghost wanted to use the pressure of the true essence to limit the speed of the young man in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's not that simple."

Li Ziye retreated ten steps away, felt the turbulent Qi around the white ghost, and his expression became condensed.

There is no need to fight at a distance of more than one realm.

If Little Red Riding Hood is here, maybe it's okay, he's a genius.

He was indeed a little bit worse.

Just when Li Ziye was in distress in the East China Sea.

The capital city of great merchants, the Confucian school, and the Taixue Palace.

The disciples of the Confucian School returned one after another, returning from the distant Mobei Night World, very low-key, and did not disturb too many people.

When you go, the world attracts attention, and when you return, you will hide your achievements and fame.

However, even so, there are still many people who heard the news and took the initiative to welcome them.

White horse Confucian robes, hair bundles, long swords, every Confucian disciple's clothes and temperament are very similar, aloof from the world, indifferent to fame and fortune.

Confucianism has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has never changed.

Taixue Palace, East Campus.

Bai Wangyu walked over, dressed in a white Confucian robe, carrying an ancient sword Taiyi, his temperament was dusty.

In front of the small courtyard.

Bai Wangyu stopped in his tracks, cupped his hands in salute, and said respectfully, "Disciple Bai Wangyu has met the Confucian leader."

Inside the courtyard.

Confucius was watering the green vegetables in the courtyard. When he saw the disciples outside, a smile appeared on his old face, and he said, "It's good to be back, come in and talk."

"Yes!"

Bai Wangyu took the order, and immediately stepped into the small courtyard.

"What's the difference between inside and outside the hospital?"

Holding a water ladle, Kong Qiu carefully poured water on the vegetables, and asked casually.

"In the courtyard, you can see more clearly."

Bai Wangyu said respectfully.

"It seems that you have grown a lot."

Kong Qiu showed a look of relief, and said, "This old man has set rules for the people of the world, in order to educate the people, but the important thing is not the rules themselves, but the goodness represented by the rules. Unfortunately, people in the world remember the rules, but Forget goodness, forget words, Mobei and his party, what did you see?"

"Humans are not the only ones. Demons also have kindness."

Bai Wangyu said softly.

"How to deal with it?"

Kong Qiu asked.

"If they can coexist, establish rules and teach them to be good, if they can't coexist, kill them without pardon!"

Bai Wangyu said calmly.

"Don't you think it's cruel?"

Kong Qiu said seriously.

"There are opposing positions, and there must be a choice!"

Bai Wangyu replied.

"good."

Kong Qiu nodded and continued to ask, "What is Confucianism?"

"sword."

Bai Wangyu thought for a moment and responded.

"Who has the sword in his hand?"

Kong Qiu asked.

"The sword in the hearts of all people in the world."

Bai Wangyu said in a concentrated voice, "Only by hanging a sword in your heart can you correct yourself."

"What if someone wants to master this sword?"

Kong Qiu said seriously.

"The sword of Confucianism will not be grasped by anyone."

Bai Wangyu replied.

"What if Your Majesty wants to master this sword?"

Kong Qiu asked again.

"Broken the sword, let's go down tomorrow."

Bai Wangyu replied without hesitation.

"very good."

With a satisfied look on Kong Qiu's face, he changed the subject and reminded softly, "Wang Yu, your catastrophe is coming soon."

"Ah."

Bai Wangyu nodded in response.

"you like her?"

Kong Qiu asked.

"like."

This time, Bai Wangyu replied without hesitation.

"Even if you die for her?"

Kong Qiu asked.

"No regrets."

Bai Wangyu responded.

"This calamity, even the old man can't help you, you have to save it by yourself, understand?" Kong Qiu said seriously.

"The disciple understands."

Bai Wangyu nodded.

"Go, from today onwards, you will be the chief instructor of the North Campus, officially taking over Chen Qiaoer's position."

Kong Qiu said calmly.

"Yes!"

Bai Wangyu saluted respectfully, and said, "Disciple, leave!"

After speaking, Bai Wangyu turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

"Forget the words."

Just when Bai Wangyu was about to walk out of the small courtyard, Kong Qiu spoke from behind.

Bai Wangyu stopped and looked back, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"At the beginning, what the old man said to you, now, do you understand?" Kong Qiu asked seriously.

"I understand."

Bai Wangyu nodded.

"Demon, what the hell is it?"

Kong Qiu said seriously.

"There are demons in people's hearts, and there are demons in the world, just like light and darkness, they never exist in isolation." Bai Wangyu replied.

"and then?"

Kong Qiu continued to ask.

Bai Wangyu was silent, and after a while, he replied calmly, "Winter is coming, all living beings will go through calamities, and all people will be educated, and Confucianism will prove the way."

"It hurts you."

Confucius sighed softly after hearing the disciple's answer in front of him.

"It's not bitter."

Bai Wangyu said softly.

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