Guarding the Sutra Pavilion for a hundred years, investing in the destiny villain

"Thank you!"

The dean of the academy also thanked him. He was also slightly scared at this moment. He would not dare to think about being kicked out of Confucianism just now. Even if they even used this kind of defiant words and tricks that allowed the law of heaven to briefly cover hundreds of miles outside the world, they were almost the same. I'm so exhausted that I can't even imagine what will happen next.

"go!"

The helmsman of the Supreme Holy Dao Palace spoke. He wrapped his big hand around the 'Tianyan Furnace' and almost took a few steps back to return to the realm of Confucianism. At this time, there was no need to continue to maintain the avenue that always covered hundreds of miles. His eyes were cold in Confucianism. Looking at the Qin Dynasty and his party, there were also quasi-emperors coming over one after another.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

Multiple figures.

Stand there.

The voyeuristic Confucianism has a cold intention to copy the outcome of Tianyan Taoism. Even the God of War is making serious calculations. Confucianism is determined to combine with Huangzhou to protect Chu Xun to the end. This has offended the bottom line of the Qin Dynasty and killed Chu. The inquiry will first destroy Confucianism. If so, the two sides will start a fierce battle.

but.

Look around.

Have allies by your side.

Good timing indeed.

It's just that there are not many Confucian quasi-emperors, and there is only one quasi-emperor like Xiang Tianyan Taoism in the home field. It is impossible to hunt silently, and even a large-scale attack may not be able to kill them all, and it will alarm Jiuzhou and Confucianism also have allies. If they get involved, some losses outweigh the gains.

Gaze slowly.

only see.

That furnace mouth.

A limp, handsome man in a green shirt crawled out. The God of War frowned and carefully recalled that the recent events in Jiuzhou were all inextricably related to this guy. If he killed him, would things turn around?

Chu Xun is dead.

Confucianism will never help Huangzhou.

Daozhou will not get involved, let alone form an alliance with Confucianism.

Jianzhou is even less of a concern.

And the center of gravity of everything is him. If this person dies, this seemingly huge force will instantly fall apart and be broken into pieces. If you want to attack, you can break them one by one at will. The murderous intention is surging, and it is about to move, but it is restrained, because the thought in the mind A young man in a black robe, rather than doing the thankless job himself and not necessarily killing him, it is better to let him do it.

"Martial God!"

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva suppressed the disappointment in his eyes. Even if he missed the opportunity, he still didn't want to let Chu Xun go. Confucianism's insistence on blessing made him feel that there must be a battle between the two sides, so it was better to take advantage of this opportunity to take action directly.

"Let's go!"

The thin old man Wu Shen stretched lazily and his eyes flickered slightly. Even though Chu Xun's performance was extremely extraordinary, he had already found a way to deal with it and he didn't care too much.

"pity!"

Ji's quasi-emperor regretted it.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was a little unwilling to accept the decision of the God of War, and couldn't help but said: "Do you want to sit back and watch his rise?"

"One month!"

"One month!"

"I'll give you a satisfactory answer!"

The thin and braided Martial God didn't even look back. He stepped into the void with the Ten Directions trampled under his feet. In just a few moves, he traveled thousands of miles.

……

……

In Confucianism.

The helmsman of the Palace of the Holy Way.

Dean of the academy.

There are so many people.

Watch them leave.

The expression on his face also slowly relaxed. The pressure brought by the many quasi-emperors was still very strong. Looking to the side, the two young people also woke up from their coma. Chu Xun was okay, and Dugujue took a look. Seeing so many quasi-emperors staring at him eagerly, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and thinking about what had just happened, he felt filled with shame.

If not for myself.

How could there be such a commotion?

"Child, don't worry, it's like your own family here. These are your elders." An extremely old woman, leaning on a cane, her kind face full of heartache, couldn't help but touch Dugujue's head. face.

She was also the only woman present. The dean of the academy and others could not help but sigh softly when they thought of the plight of Tianyan Taoism. They also knew that this old woman had been with the founder of Tianyan Taoism for a long time and had an irreversible relationship. In the end, although they did not become a Taoist couple, they still had A very deep fate, at this moment the true feelings are revealed and I sigh slightly.

Dugujue also recognized the old woman in front of him. He had met her once many years ago. Now, hearing the old man's caring and trembling tone, he couldn't help but lower his head again.

Her wrinkled palms gently touched Dugujue's face. She said in a gentle voice, "Practice with grandma. No one in Ruzhou can hurt you anymore!"

She has the knowledge of a scholar, gentleness, and maternal love overflowing from her body. She holds Dugujue's hand with concern, feeling very sorry for this old friend and descendant.

"Let's go first!"

The helmsman of the Palace of the Holy Sacred Dao said.

One by one, the quasi-emperors dispersed.

among them.

Two clear lights enveloped Chu Xun.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

With the two beams resisting each other.

The dean of the academy and the helmsman of the Palace of the Holy Saint, who were originally harmonious, immediately turned against each other. The dean of the academy said coldly and forcefully: "Chu Xun wants to enter my academy this time. What are you doing?"

But the helmsman of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace stared and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? I wasn't the one who contributed the most just now." If he hadn't used the Confucian crown left by the Supreme Saint Master, Rupao would have been able to lead Chu Xun so smoothly today. Enter the wilderness!

"Humph!"

"I didn't work hard?"

The dean of the academy hummed.

Although he is not as hardworking as the helmsman of the Holy Palace in some aspects, the helm of the Holy Palace carries two imperial weapons, which gives him a unique advantage, and he tries his best to preserve his strength in case of a decisive battle. After a wave of consumption, he was naturally the one to take the lead, and he was already ready to go. How could his contribution be wiped out in this way?

"I don't care!"

"This trip is going to the Holy Palace!"

"fart!"

"Go to the academy!"

"Ah!"

"Give me a hard time?"

"Come!"

"Fight!"

These quasi-emperors who had retreated all came here again, looking at this scene with strange eyes. Whether it was the helmsman of the Holy Palace or the dean of the academy, they were all important figures in Jiuzhou. Don’t you think it’s a bargain to do this now? ?

But the two of them didn't have the slightest awareness. The dean of the academy twitched his lips and whispered: "The helmsman of the Holy Palace appears eight hundred miles away!"

"Shh!"

There was a flash of light.

The helmsman of the Palace of Holy Saints came back and said angrily: "The Dean of the Academy went 800 meters into the ground!"

"Oh!"

The sound of hitting the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the unkempt and dirty dean of the academy came out of the ground and said, "You have gone too far. It is forbidden to speak here." Then a piece of paper recording the secrets of the book appeared in his hand, with all the words on it. It is a record that has been written, with the methods of others imprinted on it.

Not to be outdone, the helmsman of the Holy Palace opened his eyes wide and saw a picture of "Are I Afraid of You?" He also took out a booklet from his wide sleeve robe, opened the page, and saw only the stream of light releasing, all kinds of magnificent Treasures are looming, there is a sky-reaching sword, there is a majestic figure sitting cross-legged, and there is also a Buddha holding a flower with one hand, but they are all just one page in the booklet.

These quasi-emperors who came back all had big heads.

As for Dugujue.

His eyes were confused.

Watching this scene blankly.