The Great Wall of Sword Qi was signed for ten years and was given death by the female emperor

Nanbao Continent, this is the closest continent to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

All the children of the Chen family who had not yet reached the crown gathered in the school and listened to the teachings of an old Confucian who had not practiced to talk about self-cultivation, unity of family, governing the country, and peacefully the world, the study of gentlemen, the solidity of propriety and righteousness, and the cause of benevolence and virtue.

A handsome-looking reader looked out the window and said with a smile: “Reader, don’t let it!” ”

On this day, the land of the thirteen continents all had sword light, fist intent, and flew into the sword light of that vast moon.

A liquor shop, limping to serve food, is serving customers.

Suddenly.

His figure was startled.

“Good, good, good!”

“The old man is willing to die with Lord Swordhead!”

He laughed three times, tears welled up in his eyes, and his figure disappeared.

At that moment, he was like when Qing Yi crossed the sword and went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

One place.

Zhou Zixiu’s father looked at his son with a smile, and when he said that when he came to the academy homework, he was still the same as when he took the school exam, and when he said it well and had more profound insights, the old man who was almost late drank more and laughed heartily.

When the wine was full, the old man looked at his son, who had learned above him, but there was no loneliness between his words.

“Zi Xiu, in dealing with things, we must be a gentleman and be poor, and clear and defensive; To be kind, we must be kind and far-reaching, and learn with each passing day; And when the practice of the Tao is blocked, we should not allow it, which is the proper meaning of the word Confucianism. ”

The young man took a deep look at his father, then raised his glass, looked more determined between his eyebrows, and drank it all.

Zhou Zixiu could not say what he wanted to say, and he left a letter and a piece of money that had “opened the door”, containing his many years of academic books, and the salary paid by the school palace to his father.

In a hurry to leave the next day, he only said that he was urgently summoned by the palace, and Xu was going to retreat and study in order to become a “gentleman”.

He thought for a long time, but he still left a mirror flower water moon inscribed with his own voice and smile, and the four characters of the small seal book on the back of the carrying vessel:

Don’t let it go.

“Go to the Confucian family and ask why you treat our group of Haoran Sword Cultivators like this!”

Zhou Zixiu’s old father spoke softly, and his mind was the sighing years in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

When his mother sent her child back, she looked at her wife, who was suddenly much older, and was a little puzzled, isn’t it a good thing to be promoted to a gentleman? Why?

The old man smiled and nodded, flicked his sleeve on his face, and poured the wine from the glass mixed with tears into his throat.

………

That sword light is getting bigger and bigger, and it has the tendency to cover the sky.

“Mother, what is that, so beautiful”

On Nanba Shazhou Street, a girl pulled the woman’s clothes and pointed to the sky.

The woman turned her head, saw the moon-like sword light, opened her mouth slightly, and was shocked for a while and could not speak.

“This is . . Sword Qi! ”

Haoyue sword light, shrouded in the land of Nanpo Sandbank, sword qi is rampant, but it does not hurt the innocent.

Whether it was the people or the monks, they couldn’t help but shed tears.

“This sword intent can actually affect my mind!”

“It’s the direction of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, what do these sword cultivators want to do?”

An old man from the Yuan Infant Realm wiped the tears from his face and looked at Haoyue Sword Light in shock.

It’s not just Nam Po Sandbar.

The entire thirteen states of the Eastern Xuan Domain all felt this sword intent.

On this day, the sword qi stretched 80,000 li!

On this day, a sword light chills nineteen continents!

“Nan no Amitabha Buddha”

At this moment, a Buddhist trumpet sounded across the thirteen continents, with the meaning of supreme holiness.

When the common people heard this, their hearts were calm, and they reverently chanted along.

A huge and incomparable Buddha statue appeared in the middle of the Nanba sandbar, pinched with one hand and stretched out with the other, exuding multicolored divine light.

A handsome, white-skinned monk, dressed in a white cassock, sitting hovering over the Buddha’s hand, double-folded, closed eyes and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

He opened his eyes slightly, looked into the distance, and gently spoke: “Lord Qin, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground.”

His voice carries a holy meaning, and those who are not strong in heart will be immediately crossed.

“A slashing spirit is not qualified to talk to me!”

Qin Wudao’s domineering voice resounded through Nanpo Sandbank.

The white-clothed figure stepped out in one step and came to the mid-air of Nanpo Sandbank, and behind him there were countless sword cultivation words one after another.

The sword intent was fierce, shattering the void clouds.

“What a beautiful Buddha statue”

The people of Nam Po Shazhou also saw this scene.

“They are ….. Sword cultivation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi? ”

“What are they doing?”

“Who is that leading young man, and why did he confront the Buddhist monks?”

At this moment, they also saw a figure in mid-air.

Nan Po Shazhou Alcohol Ru Chen, an old man dressed as a scholar, looked at the air, and a fine light appeared in his eyes.

“Amitabha Buddha”

The white-clothed monk, chanting the Buddha trumpet in a low voice, stretched out five fingers in front of the statue.

And the multicolored Buddha statue phantom behind him is exactly the same as his movements.

And then.

Duh!

Click!

Before the phantom of the Buddha statue touched the Haoyue sword light, it shattered inches.

“How is it possible!”

The white-clothed monk’s heart was shaken, and his face was full of incredulity.

He is the realm of the three swords of the soul slashing, and he is practicing the Fudo Ming King Gong with the strongest physique in the Buddha Sect.

It was actually shattered without even touching the sword light.

He knew that he was too big, and immediately turned around and prepared to leave, this Nanba sandbar could not stop him, he understood that the Confucian Great Confucian would not make a move.

However, a middle-aged man in coarse linen clothes blocked his way.

“Huh, want to run?”

Li Qi’s figure blocked his way, and the unparalleled fist intent instantly burst out!