I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

A pagoda Wen Palace pierced through the void and returned to the place where the White Horse Academy was located.

The pagoda fell into the hands of the semi-holy statue, and it gave out an obscure halo, seeming to convey some information with strange fluctuations.

The eyebrows of the semi-holy statue shimmered slightly, and the eyelids moved twice before they opened.

The stone eyeballs gurgled, making a hoarse rubbing sound, looking at the blood demon who had been lying on the ground and unconscious.

Their bodies lost their souls, and suddenly began to melt like ice and snow.

Only Ji Lang sat motionless in his original posture, but the tip of his nose was no longer breathing.

As a small wind blows, Ji Lang's body dissipates with the wind like fine sand.

Really, the ashes have been raised.

"The Destiny... is the Great Terror?"

The yoyo's voice couldn't hear men, women, children, and it was very harsh and could not hear any emotions.

After the pagoda Wen Palace burned the last light and heat, when Ji Lang's body died, he also lost all his spirituality, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Half Saint did not immediately take back the meaning, but instead cast his gaze on Li Xuan, who was sitting opposite Ji Lang, who was particularly conspicuous.

He pondered for a moment, the stone palm rumbling up, volleyed out an obscure and talented motto.

Only one word.

"regulation!"

Even if only a consciousness descends, the semi-sage is still the semi-sage. The filthy talent is a hundred times more pure than Ji Lang, and the condensed proverbs are even more filthy. When ordinary immortals are caught in this, they will have to do their best. damage.

At the first glance, this ordinary scholar seemed to have a dim literary palace, and the word "gui" with a broken literary heart slowly shrank into the size of a palm, slowly printing on Li Xuan's cheek, leaving a crimson mark.

Immediately, the semi-holy statue stopped moving, as if it had returned to a dead object.

........

"This so-called revenge probably means that I didn't show me the inheritance of the White Horse Academy..." Li Xuan looked at the dark and thick fog around him, and couldn't help sighing slightly.

Nothing can be seen around here, it's nothingness.

He is in the state of primordial spirit now, and he doesn't have any Confucianism and Taoism magical powers. Naturally, he can't find a way out. It is very difficult to even discern the direction, so he can only look around aimlessly.

After searching for a long time, I found my own bronze small hall...

Well, I also flew a small earthworm, a very small one.

Empty, lonely, lifeless.

It seemed that the dean of the White Horse Academy could only retaliate against him in this way.

I remembered what Ji Lang said, "You can get out of the star map, then say it", "Young people don't regret it"...

Could it be that he can still lock himself here?

At this point, Li Xuan didn't care so much about the inheritance of the White Horse Academy.

"Students think about intrigue every day, alas..."

Li Xuan shook his head slightly and sighed lightly: "A person who reads the books of sages and sages should be self-cultivation, be a family, govern the country, and be peaceful in the world, so that you can stay in the history."

As soon as these words came out, this dead world suddenly shook, and the wind was surging.

At this moment, Li Xuan suddenly felt itchy on his cheek.

Then that light and fluttering feeling came again, his soul should be returning to the flesh.

...........

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In front of the ancient sage stone forest, in the worship temple.

In which deep door, three figures suddenly appeared, two old men, a middle-aged man dressed as a poor scholar.

The scattered immortals didn't understand at first, so they immediately raised their heads together, their expressions extremely solemn.

The people didn't know what was going on, they crowded the square and talked a lot.

"what happened?"

Su Ping raised his head unclearly, he swept away, and found Chen Zhengyang trembling all over, his eyes flashed with splendor, and he couldn't help himself with excitement.

next moment.

The direction of the White Horse Academy is full of spirits, like a dragon swimming straight into the clear sky, forming a huge vortex in the sky.

Wenqi even formed a pale golden rain, shining brightly on the clouds.

The whole Yan seemed to usher in a long rain, washing away all the filthy breath.

The hole in the sky leading to the netherworld slowly healed with Jin Hui's compensation.

"A holy way has appeared."

Tang Hanjin, the poet of the four seasons, seemed to have only the big character shining in the sky, and everything else lost its meaning.

He couldn't turn his eyes away, and he almost wanted to carve this sentence deep in his soul.

The double sages of the Cao family who measured the sky and earth also shrank suddenly.

"Self-cultivation, family harmony, rule the country, peaceful the world."

Cao Tu kept repeating this sentence.

This sentence is not a classic, nor does it make sense.

However, the meaning it brings to scholars is unparalleled.

This is to tell them what a real scholar should do and what direction they should work towards in their lifetime.

They finally found the light to advance in the turbid world where there was a gap in the avenue.

"Who said this sentence?"

The mountain walker took a deep breath, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Blessed are scholars from other countries."

The old man in golden thread robes is envious.

From now on, Confucianism and Taoism will be a broad road, and all Confucian scholars will lose their shackles and will not cross the river by feeling the stones like they do.

"Hahaha..."

Huang Yuxuan patted his palm twice, caringly big and small.

Suddenly, the scattered immortals looked over in confusion.

"You guys, I said that your husband can show the way to Sanxian with a word, you didn't believe it before."

Huang Yuxuan said with a faint pretentious beep in his tone, and sighed: "It seems that the man who wants to point out is not someone, but a monk, hundreds of millions of creatures."

The scattered immortals did not refute, looking at the sky silently, a light flashing in their eyes.

The old man in the golden thread robe was ashamed.

It is true that he abruptly abruptly made an expert, and such a great event, before it succeeds, cannot be made known to everyone. It must be done slowly.

Up to now, he doesn't even know the full name of Mr. Li.

"Fuck off your clothes when things happen, and hide your merit and fame deeply."

Bathed in the glory of the Holy Path, Tang Hanjin pondered for a long time, exhaled a suffocating breath, and bowed down in the direction of the White Horse Academy sincerely.

"Mr. Xie is Confucianism and Taoism, and illuminates the night for the literati of Yan Guo!"

.........

A rush of astronomical air went upstream, and the weather was washed out, as if the dawn broke through the long night, tearing open the sharp blade of thorns.

This upright wave swept across the entire land of Yan Country like a breeze.

Countless semi-sacred statues, all cracked and turned into rubble, some of the literati enshrined beside them were horrified, but they couldn't stop them at all.

The culture was so strong that the cultivators in the entire southeast realm were clearly visible.

Huang Huang has been here since nine days, and there is a magnificent and flat voice:

"A person who reads sages and sages should cultivate one's own body, align the family, govern the country, and level the world!"

The rules set by the semi-sanctuary override the shackles in the hearts of all literati, and this moment is shattered. The first reaction of all literati is not joy, but at a loss.

Some old Confucian scholars have read a lifetime of semi-sacred classics, the way of governing the world, and someone suddenly came to tell them today.

You have taken the wrong path in this life. It is not the right way, but the shackles.

This sense of gap makes scholars everywhere look dumbfounded, not just them, even the officials of dozens of countries in the Southeast, big and small, are stupid.

What should I do after this?

Which sage took the shot...

If you do it, you will have a single sentence for the new inheritance you left. Will all scholars in the world only read this sentence in the future?

The scholars of the Confucian scholars all discussed.

In the end, it was unanimously decided to go to Yandu to see the situation first, because this sacred word came from Yandu. If you are not careful, I am afraid that the inheritance will be broken in the future.

As a result, countless scholars set off and rushed to the country of Yan.

......

"what......."

Li Xuan opened his eyes and yawned, only to find that there was no one in front of him, and the old man in the red robe no longer knew where he was going.

"What about people?"

Li Xuan stayed slightly, looking around.

Not only did the dean of the White Horse Academy disappeared, but also the other people. The entire lobby was extremely empty, and only the new students were still sitting there with their eyes closed.

It is expected that the inheritance link is over.

"Oh, I'm so scared to say it, it turns out it was thunder and rain."

Li Xuan stood up, swept the dust on his sleeve sweeping robe, and drank the cup of tea in front of him...

"puff....."

He squirted out as soon as he entered the mouth.

The tea tastes a little strange, and it seems that there is still a fine white powder floating in it, which is floating from the ceiling?

"Bah, baah..."

Li Xuan was a little nauseous and quickly vomited a few mouthfuls.

In fact, he didn't get the inheritance, and he didn't feel very distressed. After all, he didn't agree with the semi-sacred doctrine from beginning to end.

How can you achieve something about ideas that you reject?

Na Ji Lang used to be Lao Chen's boss~www.NovelMTL.com~ This time it should be because of cheating for his son, so he lost all his officials, so he could only go back to the White Horse Academy for retirement, and there was no other means of revenge.

Only after shutting himself in the small black room, he and other students passed on the literary doctrine, and deliberately isolated himself in order to avenge his son's revenge.

Li Xuan shook his head slightly.

Ji Lang would never think that he didn't care about the literary and Taoist inheritance at all. Anyway, he had to go back. It would be nice to be able to see the world.

Presumably, the old man was afraid that he would become angry, so he went up and spread his ashes, so he escaped.

"Well, that's it, this time I can help Old Su Lei."

Li Xuan stood up, ready to go out.

At this time, Linghufu who was sitting next to him woke up.

They just discovered that their primordial spirit cannot return to the flesh, as if the star map is completely in and out of the two worlds, and they can't sense the existence of the flesh at all.

The surrounding area is full of black mist that can corrode the soul.

Just as they were desperate, a magnificent and plain voice came from the sky:

"A person who reads sages and sages should cultivate one's own body, and rule the country and the world."

In an instant, countless black fog disappeared, and this deafening sentence was like a beacon in the darkness, finding a way back for them.

"Self-cultivation and family, rule the country and the world..."

Linghufu murmured to himself, a stormy sea raged in his eyes.

He heard it, it was Brother Li's voice!

Of course he knows the significance of that short sentence. It can be said that starting from today, the sky in the literary world of the Southeastern countries has changed.

"Brother Li, wait for me!"

Linghufu patted Huang Miaozhi and hurried to catch up.

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