Qin Dynasty snare people

Confucianism, Xiaoshengxian Village.

Luo Yan took Xiaomeng out of the carriage, and the deputy general of the Golden Fire Cavalry who was guarding the door stepped forward to greet him: "The general has met King Yueyang, met... met Madam."

"?!"

Xiaomeng's beautiful eyes blinked, and then she seemed to think of something, and glanced at Luo Yan with a strange look.

Whose general is this? !

Luo Yan looked at the deputy general in front of him with some surprise. When did Meng Tian have such a talent under his command? His eyesight was unparalleled. He nodded slightly. This guy didn't mean to defend Xiaomeng, and accepted it with a very thick face. , and at the same time asked: "How is it inside."

"Master Xiangguo made an agreement with Confucian Fu Nian to compete in three contests. If the empire wins, Confucianism will be merged into Xuanhuang Academy and will be under the jurisdiction of the empire from then on. The first literary contest has been won, and Confucianism has lost to Mr. Gongsun. The second contest is now underway. , the fight between Fu Nian and Six Sword Slaves."

The deputy general had a stern look on his face, without any hint of flattery, and reported the report in an orderly manner.

Without Zhang Liang, Confucianism can no longer stand up to Gongsun Linglong... Luo Yan murmured in his heart, even though Gongsun Linglong looks like this, his eloquence is real. More than ten years ago, he was called a genius by famous experts. Although the character has gained weight now, as the contemporary head of a famous family, Gongsun Lingling's ability is still undoubted.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Luo Yan looked at Xiaomeng, nodded slightly, and walked towards the interior of Little Saint Xian Manor.

Xiaomeng's cold eyes glanced at the lieutenant who had spoken before, without any intention of arguing with him. She waved Qiuli in her hand, stepped on her high heels, and followed Luo Yan with crisp footsteps.

However, this glance put great pressure on the deputy general. As a master-level Taoist master, the mental pressure was very strong.

There was also a trace of cold sweat on the forehead of the deputy general. He looked up at the two people walking away in fear, and muttered in a low voice: "Did I say the wrong thing? I shouldn't..."

Who would believe a woman who can get together with Luo Yan and say that she has nothing to do with Luo Yan?

If Luo Yan knew that the deputy general was seconding his opinion, he would probably scold him for slander!

…

Xiaomeng walked slowly beside Luo Yan and looked at him with a half-smile: "It seems that your reputation within the empire is not very good."

"?!"

Luo Yan looked at Xiaomeng in surprise, frowned and retorted: "You have never been to the empire, how can you draw such a conclusion? As for the misunderstanding just now, it is possible that we look too much like a couple, and that person will tell you Mistaken for someone else.”

Husband and wife?

Xiaomeng heard Luo Yan's defense and snorted: "I am who I am, and I am not a substitute for anyone."

"You are unique in my heart."

Luo Yan reached out and held Xiaomeng's cold little hand, and said seriously.

This sentence was undoubtedly very useful, and Xiao Meng's expression softened a bit.

"boom!"

At this moment, a brilliant sword spirit suddenly rose into the sky not far away. The surging sword spirit immediately broke through the roof, and the golden-blue transparent sword spirit burst into the air. The sword force was so strong that it seemed to be in the sky. The explosion reached its peak in an instant, and even Luo Yan and Xiao Meng stared blankly.

"Buzz~"

Qiu Li in Xiaomeng's arms trembled slightly. They both belonged to the famous sword and reacted to Tai'a's sword energy.

Luo Yan instinctively touched his waist, and suddenly thought that his sword seemed to be gathering dust at home. He used to be able to use it only a few times, but now, the chance of using it is almost zero.

"Mingjian Tai'a?"

Xiaomeng's beautiful eyes were a little more serious, her thin lips parted slightly, her voice was cold, and her tone was slightly interested.

"The Confucian Mr. Fu Nian's sword, this sword should be issued by him."

Luo Yan said softly.

Xiao Meng pondered for a while and said slowly: "One sword almost cost me everything, and the follow-up is weak. It seems that he is going to lose."

At the same time, the interest in his eyes became a little more intense. According to what the person outside just said, Confucian Fu Nian seemed to be fighting an opponent named Six Sword Slave. Since the opponent could defeat Fu Nian, he was obviously very strong.

"Go over and have a look."

Luo Yan was equally curious about the results.

now.

In the main hall, Fu Nian's sudden outburst instantly forced the six sword slaves back. The majestic sword energy enveloped the whole body and directly opened a large hole in the eaves above. The brilliant sword energy puffed out, as if it were real, setting off Fu's eyes. Nian is like a god, with Tai'a in his hand exuding unparalleled sharpness, showing his domineering aura at this moment.

Tai'a sword is a mighty sword. How can it be oppressed by others all the time? Even if there are six enemies, Tai'a sword will never yield!

Just like Fu Nian, the empire wants to use the general trend to force Confucianism to merge into Xuanhuang Academy. How can Fu Nian accept this kind of power behavior? He would rather be broken into pieces than destroyed.

"Come!"

Fu Nian held the sword in both hands, looked solemn, and shouted coldly.

At this moment, the power of his swordsmanship was so strong that even the Six Sword Slaves did not dare to approach rashly. Everyone felt the determination and will to die emanating from Fu Nian. At this moment, whoever fell on him would die, even the Six Sword Slaves. Unable to stop Fu Nian, who is desperate for his life, it is not a problem for Fu Nian in this state to take away one or two of the Six Sword Slaves.

A life for a life.

The outlaw style of play.

"Buzz~"

The Six Sword Slaves surrounded Fu Nian with solemn expressions, and none of them dared to step forward rashly. The last time they did this was when they had a confrontation with Black and White Xuanjian.

The most important thing is that the Six Sword Slaves are not stupid. Fu Nian is fighting hard, but they don't need it. No matter how strong Fu Nian is, he can't maintain this state forever. When his energy and energy are almost exhausted, this competition will be won.

Li Si's face was a little cold. Although he didn't understand martial arts, he could understand the form. Fu Nian was risking his life. If Fu Nian was forced to die like this, then Li Si would really stink. This news was spread back to the empire. Countless people will join him, and his position as Prime Minister will be over.

But this is only the first step. Mohism and Confucianism are not the only schools of thought.

He has to bear all these scapegoats.

It's really hard.

Meng Tian and Zhao Gao also frowned. Although they were forcing Confucian to bow their heads this time, the situation was still a bit bad at this point.

Meng Tian was worried about how the Confucian disciples would react after Fu Nian died and how to end it.

As for Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao was concerned about whether Fu Nian would really kill the Six Sword Slaves. One or two died. It would not be possible to cultivate them back in a short time. Such a useful weapon could not be obtained casually. After getting it, the question he was considering now was whether it was worth using one or two of the Six Sword Slaves to fight Fu Nian to death.

In the central hall, Fu Nian asked in a deep voice, regardless of what others thought, "Why, are the six of you scared?"

The Six Sword Slaves' expressions remained unchanged and they stared at Fu Nian indifferently. The six of them had no sense of shame. At the moment, it was best to remain unchanged in response to any changes. Rushing forward rashly would only give Fu Nian a chance to kill one or two people.

This is no different from ordinary people fighting.

If six of them fight one, they will definitely not be able to beat each other if their strengths are about the same. However, it can still be done if the limit is exchanged for one. If you just stare at one person and beat him, there will be no problem in dragging one to death.

Are you really saying that a master-level expert is not as good as an ordinary person?

Duan Shui and Zhen Gang stared at Fu Nian coldly. The two of them were the strongest, but at this moment they had no confidence in rushing forward to block Fu Nian's sword. This sword would definitely kill him!

The situation was frozen for a moment.

But time is undoubtedly on the side of Six Sword Slaves. They wait for work in leisure, but Fu Nian cannot afford to delay.

People have limits.

Yan Lu clenched his fists, looked at Fu Nian, and wanted to help, but Fu Nian's instructions last night echoed in his ears. Fu Nian needed him to protect the Confucian disciples. Fu Nian knew very well that if anything happened to him, the Confucian disciples There will inevitably be disputes with the empire. If Wu Yanlu suppresses it, Confucianism will definitely be in disaster.

This is not what Fu Nian wants to see, but he can't do it if he is asked to bow to the empire!

After reading books for so many years, Fu Nian has never learned to bow to others. His bones are very hard, which is also his swordsmanship.

Yan Lu has a weak temperament, has no ambition for fame and fortune, and has no desire to compete. It is enough for him to protect the remaining Confucian disciples!

"Since you guys are unwilling to take action first, then it's up to me!"

Fu Nian's expression remained unchanged and he said indifferently. He knew that the method of stimulating generals was useless against the Six Sword Slaves. If this was the case, he would put it to death and live another life.

Why should he miss this body?

"Wow~"

Fu Nian clenched his hands and stared at the golden-blue giant sword that filled his body for a moment, which seemed to be like the fusion of human and sword.

Just when he was about to strike with his sword, a surprised voice suddenly sounded outside the house: "Why are Mr. Fu Nian so desperate?"

The familiar yet unfamiliar words instantly stiffened the atmosphere in the hall.

"Li Si, I asked you to take charge of this matter. Is this how you take responsibility?"

Accompanied by stern reprimands, Luo Yan and Xiao Meng slowly walked into the arena, instantly disintegrating the atmosphere created by Fu Nian. Six Sword Slaves even took a step back, with no intention of fighting Fu Nian, and Zhao Even if Gao Gao orders him, they will not fight Fu Nian to the end.

"Mr. Fu Nian has been wronged. If something happens, tell me and I will make the decision for you."

Luo Yan said with a concerned look.

Fu Nian clenched Tai'a in his hand. At this moment, he suddenly had the urge to slash his sword at Luo Yan. Fortunately, he resisted, but his face became colder and colder, and the sword energy lingered around him, not only not dissipating. , On the contrary, the sword is getting stronger and stronger. This sword represents his sword heart and his righteousness as a Confucian disciple!

Confucian disciples will not bow or surrender to anyone, even if they die.

"Why does King Yueyang ask questions even though he already knows!"

Fu Nian said calmly.

Without Luo Yan's understanding, how could Li Si dare to blatantly force Confucianism, even if he was implicated by Zhang Liang, he shouldn't have done this.

"It seems that Confucianism has really colluded with the empire to rebel. Mr. Fu Nian wants to fight against the empire to the end on behalf of Confucianism!"

Luo Yan threw down a big blame with a look of helplessness and pity, regardless of whether Fu Nian could bear it or not.

"There's no need to blame someone if you want to."

Fu Nian was neither humble nor arrogant, and said coldly: "Fu Nian only represents himself today, and what he does has nothing to do with Confucianism!"

"Death to prove one's ambition?"

Luo Yan shook his head and said helplessly: "Why bother? Mr. Fu Nian has read books for so many years. Could it be that he can't understand it? Sticking to the name Confucianism, the original intention of establishing Confucianism was to be a sect of Confucianism? Xunzi could see through things, why can't you?"

"I have long heard that King Yueyang is very eloquent. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true. It's not that Fu Nian can't see through this. It's just that the teacher handed Confucianism into Fu Nian's hands. Fu Nian can't just watch it be annexed by the empire."

Fu Nian shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Fu Nian really wants to spill blood on Little Saint's Manor today?"

Luo Yan asked with a frown.

Fu Nian looked at Luo Yan calmly, without any wavering on his face.

Luo Yan didn't try to persuade him any more and gave Li Si a look. He wouldn't do anything about this bad guy, so he had to leave it to Li Si. He was familiar with it.

Li Si's expression froze. After receiving the signal from Luo Yan's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Since Mr. Fu Nian insists on having his own way, Six Sword Slave, give Mr. Fu Nian a ride!"

Senior brother, Li Si has taken your life.

At this moment, Li Si's eyesight turned dark, and he had already had a premonition of the future.

Zhao Gao's eyes flashed, he twirled his thumb and nodded slightly.

The Six Sword Slaves no longer retreated, and at the same time, their eyes became cold and stern, and the terrifying killing intent instantly filled the air. Before, they were just sparring, but now they are fighting. The six sword intents burst out and blended with each other. The power of the sword surged, and in an instant, Fu Nian's sword energy clashed together, and the ground in the hall instantly cracked.

Obviously neither side has any intention of holding back.

"Fu Nian, I'm waiting for you in the back mountain."

Just when the two sides were about to explode, an old and calm word came from afar.

This is Xunzi's voice.

The calm words were transmitted clearly to everyone's ears no matter how far apart they were. This skill was terrifying.

"teacher?!"

When Li Si heard this familiar voice, his expression changed slightly, and he felt inexplicably frightened. After a moment, he smiled bitterly and whispered: "Teacher, you hide it so well."

When Xunzi knew martial arts, he never knew about it.

Fu Nian's sword intent suddenly paused, and his expression changed. He did not expect Xunzi's martial arts to be so high. Not everyone can use this hand to transmit sound. If you don't have an absolute grasp of your own inner energy, , it is simply impossible to perform such a delicate operation.

"Xunzi? Interesting~"

Xiaomeng's beautiful eyes moved slightly and looked towards the direction of the sound transmission. She became a little curious about Xunzi. In terms of status and seniority, she and Xunzi were considered equal.

When Luo Yan heard Xunzi's message, he was not surprised at all. He was just a little surprised that Xunzi would suddenly intervene at this time. Could it be that he couldn't bear to see Fu Nian seeking his own death?

But Fu Nian's attitude was very firm.

"Uncle Master, Fu Nian has been a Confucian since he was a child. Now Fu Nian can helplessly watch Confucianism be destroyed by the empire. Fu Nian can't do it!"

Fu Nian was silent for a moment, but the sword intent around him was condensed again, and he spoke word by word in the direction of the sound transmission.

“Where have all the books you’ve read gone over the years?”

Xunzi's angry and laughing voice came again: "As a contemporary leader of Confucianism, this is how you think about problems? If you die, will the other Confucian disciples follow suit? How many Confucian disciples do you want to see because of you? And die?"

Xunzi also didn't expect Fu Nian to play such a trick. If not, he would never have intervened in this matter.

The key point is that Fu Nian must die to clarify his ambition. If he dies, won't the other Confucian disciples have to follow him?

Even if you want to die, you can't die like this!