I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

What Confucianism cultivates is the classics and righteousness, what it cultivates is righteousness, and what it practices is the way of entering the world and crossing people.

Those who can cultivate to the highest level of Confucianism are all cultural people among cultural people, and they are all very slippery.

Yan Ziliang is even more outstanding.

A mere experience of being captured by Feng Li to make a puppet into a puppet, and he narrated it with quotations, became very ups and downs, and it was more than ten times hateful to the Nether Sect.

All the monks in the house stared angrily at the seat of the Nether Sect on the seat of the Spirit Gate.

The master of the Nether Sect seems to have been prepared for a long time.

Stretch out a dry finger from the pitch-black cloak, lightly touch the air, and see a smear of black light turning into a dharma decree floating in the air.

The words Dou Da appeared one by one, and all the monks in the room were shocked and angry.

I was so surprised that the head of the Nether Sect was so decisive and directly expelled the elder of the Nether Sect from the sect. Wouldn't Lord Feng Li become a wild horse that had run free and become even more unscrupulous? !

What made him angry was that the head of the Nether Sect was so shameless that he directly expelled the elder of the Nether Sect from the sect, so that they could not seek revenge on the Nether Sect!

The head of the Yuxu sect said his channel number, and hummed softly: "Sect Master Ma is a good planner!"

Sect Master Ma of the Nether Sect said "Jie Jie" and said slowly with his broken voice: "What did Lin Shangzun say? What's the matter?"

Xiongbu Xiongzhu sneered: "Feng Li has practiced all the cultivators of Xuan, Confucianism, Ling, and Yao sects. If you drive him out of the sect, you will pick up the Nether sect. Isn't it a good plan?"

Sect Master Ma of the Nether Sect retorted unhurriedly: "It is the duty of the head of the sect to draw a clear line with the wicked people and clean up the family style. How can it be considered a calculation?"

The Yin Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect smiled coquettishly: "Old Freak Ma, that's not what he said! According to your rules, wouldn't Sect Master Bai also call him the Great Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect, General Kyushu? The monks are all refined into living corpses, and after earning a lot of money, they can buy a car to protect the handsome?"

Sect Master Bai of Corpse Yin Sect, whose face was pale, raised his eyelids when he heard the words, and said in a neutral manner: "Speak as you speak, don't talk nonsense."

The Yin Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect cast a wink at the Bai Sect Master of the Corpse Yin Sect, with an infinitely coquettish attitude: "Sect Master Bai is also ruthless."

Sect Master Bai of the Corpse Yin Sect seemed like a walking corpse with no worldly desires, so he said emotionally: "If Sect Master Yin wants to call this deity to have feelings, he must first go to the corpse furnace of this sect."

Tsk!So cruel!

To ask a flowery woman to turn into a dead body first and then come to talk to him!

Feng Yuanjiu silently ate a few mouthfuls of melon, flicked the Zijin Seal of Heaven with his fingertips, and said in a neutral manner: "Isn't this Dharma meeting today for you to seek revenge and resolve old grievances? After you get this Tianji Pavilion, do whatever you want."

Sect Master Ling Xiao chuckled: "That's right, I moved these people here to make a favor for Baili Shangzun, not to ask you to disturb this puja."

The Yin Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect immediately choked back the words that slipped out of his mouth, and smiled charmingly at the Bai Sect Master of the Corpse Yin Sect.

Sect Master Bai of Corpse Yin Sect turned a blind eye and just gently caressed the lifelike golden corpse beside him.

The bear master wanted to say more, but the fox master glanced at him, and he hurriedly shut his mouth tightly.

Sect Master Ma of the Nether Sect was so happy that no one would bother him, he immediately smiled dryly and said, "Sovereign Ling Xiao is right, and please ask Venerable Feng to preside over the dharma meeting and tell us about the slaying of the sky lock."

"It's not in a hurry. Sect Master Ling Xiao's gift is over, and the poor Taoist has something to say." Feng Yuanjiu glanced expressionlessly at Sect Master Ma of the Nether Sect, then turned his head and nodded slightly at Deputy Head of Dian Zheng Yuan .

Deputy Headmaster Ge understood, teleported to the martial arts stage in the middle of the main hall, took off the purple Qiankun bag from his waist, and opened the seal with a formula.

A palm-sized stone mirror was released from the Qiankun bag.

The stone mirror grows against the wind, and when it hits the ground, it is one zhang high and half a zhang wide.

"The whole body is as bright and clean as jade, and the frame and the base are surrounded by ancient cloud patterns..." Yan Ziliang touched the seal script on the ancient scroll with his fingertips, and said unhurriedly, "It is possible that Feng Shangzun actually asked someone to take the most precious treasure of Taiqing?" Bring the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?"

Vice President Ge stood beside the stone mirror, and said proudly: "Zi Liang, the holy eye is like a torch, this is my most precious mirror."

After being affirmed by the Supreme Master Taiqing, nearly half of the monks in the house changed color.Feng Yuanjiu wrote down the discolored person calmly, and calmly said: "The technique of cultivating demons in the Nether sect is impossible to defend against. Only my own mirror can see the devil's embryo. The matter of cutting off the sky lock is a matter of concern." It’s important, before the poor Daoists say anything, please open your minds and souls and walk in front of the mirror to prove your innocence.”

The eagle master of the Eagle Department immediately sneered: "The Zhengji mirror can not only see the magic fetus!"

Feng Yuanjiu said in a nonchalant manner: "Slaying the sky lock requires us to work together, and being honest with each other is the meaning of the title. If the Eagle Lord is guilty, just give up the seat of the Tianji Pavilion Dharma Assembly."

Feng Yuanjiu paused for a moment, looked around and saw the self-righteous mirror and turned pale to those monks, "It's the same for everyone."

The fox master chuckled, and said in a gentle voice: "Yuan Jiu's words are reasonable, those who have ghosts in their hearts can leave the Tiange, lest Zhengji mirror reflect the ghosts in their hearts, and it will be difficult to be a human being in the future."

The fox master's words are extremely straightforward.

However, no one dared to refute.

Inside the Tiange.

Some monks are eager to move, but they don't want to be the No. 1 who gave up "ancestral dignity".

Kang Xuan smiled lowly, and said casually: "Either leave immediately and give up the seat of the Tiange in a dignified manner, or be asked to leave the Tiange by the mirror of self-righteousness, and be asked to leave the Tiange with disgrace, why hesitate? "

Lier is such a Lier.

But it is not so easy to give up the seat in the Tiange that the ancestors fought for.

Fox Lord Tu Guanyu saw that there was no one to move first, he waved the folding fan lightly in his hand, sending out a gust of wind towards Eagle Lord, and said unhurriedly: "Since no one is leaving, let's start."

As soon as the words fell, Lord Fox's wrist swayed lightly, and the breeze turned into a veil that could not be broken free, wrapped around Lord Eagle and flung it towards the martial arts platform.

The Eagle Master's face was livid.

Wings protruded through the body, and the sharp eagle claws shone with cold light, tearing the tulle made by the breeze.

The tulle was torn in an instant, but it was restored in an instant.

The Eagle Master used the old tricks, but before the new tricks arrived, he was rolled up in front of Zhengji's mirror by the tulle made by the breeze.

Deputy Head Ge would not show mercy to a demon master, so he immediately took the opportunity to take the blood of the eagle master and drip it on the base of the self-righteous mirror.

Red blood lines spread along the auspicious cloud pattern.

A thick turbid air gradually formed on the smooth and jade-like mirror surface, like a chain, like a cage, trapping an eagle with its head drooping.

The fox master Tu Guanyu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately rolled up the eagle master with a flick of his sleeves, stared at the master Ma of the Youming sect coldly, and said coldly: "This account will be settled after leaving the Tianji Pavilion."

Sect Master Ma of the Nether Sect laughed dryly: "The injustice has its head, the debt has its owner, the fox master..."

The fox master Tu Guanyu interrupted Master Ma of the Nether Sect: "Master Ma, do you want to teach me how to do things?"

Sect Master Ma of the Nether Sect coughed in embarrassment: "Don't dare."

The fox master Tu Guanyu nodded, and asked calmly: "Who will come next? Or do you want to teach me one by one to perform on the stage?"

All the monks were silent.

Feng Yuanjiu said unhurriedly: "If fellow Taoists take the initiative to open up the sea of ​​knowledge, there is no need to waste that drop of blood."

Hearing that it is not necessary to consume heart and blood, most of the monks looked relieved, but still no one took the initiative to step forward.

Kang Xuan snorted lightly.

He got up unhurriedly, stood on the steps and stared at all the monks in Kyushu and said in a low voice: "It seems that no one can set an example, fellow Taoists dare not go to this martial arts stage."

Yan Xiuyuan chuckled lightly: "Fellow Daoist Kang please."

Kang Xuan snorted softly, his thoughts teleported to the front of the mirror, and he opened the sea of ​​consciousness neatly.

Returning to the silent stone mirror, there was a black spiritual mist transpiring immediately, dotted with a little bit of chaos, like a vast sea of ​​stars, and like a bottomless abyss of ten thousand demons, lingering around the ancestor God Dusheng and the ancestor of the Kang family. By the side.

Dao and demon stand together, clear and turbid blend.

Do both!

Yan Ziqian, the leader of the Confucianism sect's Zhengqi sect, let out a little surprise, and immediately sighed: "Shengzi Kang, you have the posture of heaven."

Kang Xuanyi nodded respectfully, closed his sea of ​​consciousness, and teleported back to Feng Yuanjiu's side: "Everyone, please."

Yan Xiuyuan stood up, and said with a smile, "You can't ask Fellow Daoist Kang to focus on beauty, it's my Confucianism's turn."

As soon as Yan Xiuyuan's words came out, it set the tone for Zhengji's innocence in front of the mirror.

Yao, Ling, Confucianism, and Xuan stepped forward one by one.

Those who were not controlled by the technique of planting demons returned to their seats, those who were controlled without knowing it were temporarily imprisoned by their fellow teachers, and those who were willing to be controlled or had a heart for trouble were invited out of the Tianji Pavilion by Pavilion Master Hu of Tianji Pavilion.

After checking them one by one, it was only half of the inspection. Counting the monks who left the Heavenly Pavilion on their own, there were already three out of ten monks in the Heavenly Pavilion.

At the end of the test, there are six out of ten monks in the Tiange.

The monks who still remained in their seats felt quite heavy.

When the last Confucian monk came down from the martial arts stage, all the cultivators in the hall turned their attention to where the Zixiao Sword Sect was - only the new head of the Zixiao Sword Sect and the five sword masters had not yet been on the martial arts stage.

Feng Yuanjiu's lips revealed a trace of sarcasm, and he said expressionlessly: "Uncle, head, please."

Uncle Tianhua stared at Feng Yuanjiu with an uncertain expression.

Feng Yuanjiu said unhurriedly: "Could it be that the Zixiao Sword Sect will withdraw from the Tiange directly like those monks from the small sects?"

Grand Uncle Tianhua said coldly: "For my own personal grievance, Master Feng asked me to reveal all my Kyushu cultivators' secrets to others, which is a bit too absurd."

Feng Yuanjiu smiled lightly: "Uncle, head of the sect, after seeing all the secrets of my Kyushu cultivator, it's your turn, wouldn't it be ridiculous for you to say that again?"

Uncle Tianhua's expression struggled for a moment, his expression changed from cold and irritable to gentle and polite: "It's all for the poor to talk about the matter, why does Sect Master Feng bother others?"

Kang Xuanyi sneered: "If Daoist Daoist Tai Shu has some secrets that cannot be seen, even if he leaves Tiange, why bother like a shrew and say that Yuan Jiu's public heart is to avenge personal grievances?"

Feng Yuanjiu sighed quietly: "The poor Taoist also wants to know what is the personal grievance that the uncle's head is talking about, how about the uncle's head to clear up the confusion for the poor?"

Uncle Tianhua is a stalk.

Can their tacit enmity be put on the table?

However, Feng Yuanjiu looked like a brat whose curiosity had been aroused, he just stared at Uncle Tianhua with scorching eyes, waiting for his next words.

Uncle Tianhua's expression became cloudy again.

Qingming Jianshi sighed lightly, patted his uncle Tianhua on the shoulder to signal his peace of mind, then got up and walked towards the martial arts stage.

Uncle Tianhua's expression changed, and he couldn't help shouting: "Uncle Qingming!"