Chapter 291: Old Confucian (5600 plus)

"fierce?"
The Lord God looked at the blood on the ground, and the corpse of a singer, the hint of increased authority in the ear, and the face was dark, but he laughed again: "The sky is unpredictable, the man-machine is even more ethereal, I am The emperor of Tianwanjie, the will of the main temple, how can you, how can you break my good fortune?"
A group of flames fell, turning a word into a gray, but the figure of the Lord God has long since disappeared.
......
"I am really agitated, right?"
In Shangzhou, Wu Ming sits cross-legged and thinks about gains and losses.
"This task, the discerning person knows it is wrong at first glance, but a large number of low-level privilege, as long as they are not afraid to obliterate, they all come... and, during this battle, there will be no transfer of authority, but together Accumulate, and finally summed up on the winner!"
This automatically excludes some of the privilege.
After all, the higher the authority, the stronger the strength, but it is generally inseparable. If there is a strong person who can compete against the killing and clear-mindedness, it may not participate in this drowning, but also eliminate the strong competition. opponent.
In fact, in this stage built by Wu Ming, only he and the main are the protagonists, and others are all supporting roles.
"I can now vaguely sense...in terms of authority, among all the rebels, when I am the highest...even..."
Wu Mingyi waved, and the light curtain of the main temple automatically emerged.
"Show roundabout information!"
【Ding! Dear Master Control, you request to access the information of the reincarnation... In the permission confirmation, some of the permissions are passed, and you will get some information about the reincarnation! 】
The main temple immediately responded:
[The total number of reincarnations: 1,734! Among them, the authority: thirty-three! The specific personnel information is insufficient and cannot be queried! 】
"There are only thirty-three left. I remember that there were still thirty-four before. It seems that the will of the Lord God has not stopped!"
Wu Ming Shen stunned: "To determine the strength of the reincarnation with the order I have set!"
[First-class reincarnation: 889! Secondary reincarnation: 772! Three-level reincarnation: fifty-three! Four-level reincarnation: 17! Five-level reincarnation: three! 】
"Ok……"
Wu Ming touched his chin and lost a four-level reincarnation. It seems that the harvest of the will of the Lord God is not small.
Since killing the jade scorpion and increasing his authority again, he can check the number of reincarnations in the main shrine. Although he can't get specific information, it is enough for him to make plans.
Otherwise, if you see that there are six levels of great supernatural powers, Wu Ming will be silly to release this task, to dress up.
"Just... there is still a five-level reincarnation?"
Three five, one is naturally him, and one must be the will of the Lord God. In the end, there is still one left, which makes Wu Ming quite surprised.
"The main shrine must also add certain restrictions. Otherwise, before the final master decides, the six-level great supernatural powers will emerge. It is unfavorable to hide and damage the balance..."
The great supernatural powers of the outside world may not be able to understand the pulse of the main shrine, but the six-level reincarnation has the possibility of internal destruction.
Although this is only Wu Ming’s guess, there are possibilities. After all, there are no six-level reincarnations, and it is the best proof!
"Eight parties and storms in Shangzhou!"
Wu Ming saw this, suddenly smiled, the whole person was hidden and disappeared...
......
"Suzaku Camp is in place! Xuanwu Camp is ready!"
Still in the Imperial City, outside the Eight Diagrams Supervision Hall, Qiu Yi held the Xuanwu Law Sword, staring intently at the open passage, even with a little sweat on his face.
"Xuanwuying has arrived!"
A charm flashes and the message is passed out.
"good!"
The sound came, and it was a dead silence.
Step on!
In the silence, a footstep sounded very clearly.
"Come on!" Qiu Yi looked like a fire, but with a little fear.
As the footsteps approached, a figure appeared, wearing a different costume, it was a goshawk!
"help me!"
He was so embarrassed that his layer was full of gloom, and he still had a sputum crystal in his hand. He took out the passage and his face was filled with joy and shouted.
"Hey!"
But immediately, a shadow that was twice as tall as an ordinary person chased him out, and his face changed greatly.
This chase is a dragon, the black claws stick out, the already faint aura can no longer be protected, and it is broken, even though the goshawk has martial arts, facing the dragon monster that is almost the body of Wu Sheng, or the ants general!
puff!
The claws were inserted from behind his back without any hindrance, and the front chest stood out, clutching a heart of a red dragonfly, and slammed it.
In the blood rush, the joy of the goshawk's face gradually solidified.
"It is now! Four elephant swords, kill!"
Qiu Yi Yuan Shen out, attached to the sword, Xuan black flying sword violently shocked, showing the shape of basaltic, like a mountain, instantly blocked the passage.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Next to it, the red, white and blue colors flashed and turned into a Suzaku, a white tiger, and a green dragon, which was fiercely smothered and smashed with the dragon monster.
"Hey!"
Even if it is an enemy four, the dragon monster is also fierce and unrelenting. If it comes to the wind, it seems that it wants to break through the interception and kill the outstanding experts.
Hey!
At this time, a sword light seems to provoke the world to thunder and punishment, flying out from the Eight Diagrams Temple, just a sword, leaving a wound on the dragon monster, black blood like a spring!
Legalist Heavenly Sword!
Cui Wei’s voice came:
What are you waiting for?

Qiu Yi and several other deputy commanders and guards made the face look awkward, slamming his tongue and squirting blood.
After the spirit of the four spirits flying on the blood, the power surged, suddenly turned into four-color black light, and instantly nailed the dragon's limbs.
"cut!"
Cui Wei shot again, the sword of the heavenly sword flashed, and the dragon stunned for a while, and the huge head finally fell.
"call……"
Qiuyi took back the flying sword and looked at the black helium pollution marks on it. It was a big pain, and his face was pale, showing the damage.
"Auntie..."
As for the crying and grievances from the Cangfei smoke, it was completely ignored by the people.
"Very good!"
Cui Wei came and checked the dragon blame, and said indifferently: "The dragon blame has gone to the third. As long as you come back several times, you will be able to completely clean up the dynasty mausoleum! You can rest assured that the ancestral dragon's hole is here! At the time, send someone to go out!"
After that, he directly carried the dragon corpse and returned to the hall. He did not look at the goshawk again.
The legal family is more cool, for the purpose, to use whatever means, and in Cui Wei's view, the other party is the person of the Department of Foreign Affairs, for the imperial court to die, it must be rewarded afterwards, this is enough!
If there is still what you ask for, then there is resentment and killing!
Cang Feiyan eyes are red, holding the corpse of the goshawk, but his eyes are low, and there is a hidden hatred.
"Oh... your father will sacrifice for the country, then the court will have a pension, and there will be children in the family? When the shadows..."
Qiu Yi came forward and comforted a few words, but he was somewhat absent-minded.
"My father has no children, only one nephew, who died before in the mausoleum..."
Cang Feiyan red-eyed and answered, what happened to him was a move to Qiu Yi’s face. He could not help but say warmly: "...It’s a little difficult to do so, but you can rest assured that your father is a loyal minister. I will inevitably write a book, praise it, and choose a tribe. Adoption, Cheng Hao incense..."
"Thank you, adults!"
When the smoke flies, I feel the hatred of the enemy with a strange look, and the hatred in my heart is like a snake.
......
Qiu Yi did not pay much attention to it. Although the woman is good, he is highly weighted. No matter in the teacher's door or in the imperial court, there are rich and wealthy. What is the best?
However, this woman is young and has a master's training. This is good, but it is a suitable candidate.
Among the sects, although there is no law for the monks to repair, there are still a few books in the house.
The thought was fleeting, and Qiu Yi looked at the gossip palace with a melancholy color on his face.
"Before... our elites did their best, and they were so powerful that they caused a lot of dragons to besiege, and they had to retire. They had to retreat. If the adult did not, he would probably lose more than half of it!"
"Seeing things can't be done... You can only use the old law, and let me wait for the crystallization to be a bait, killing the dragon monsters at one end, and damaging the number..."
"It’s just that this is dangerous, a dozen spies, you can survive..."
Bang! Bang!
It was another burst of vibration that caused Qiu Yi and others to change:
"Now the earth's dragon vibrations are becoming more frequent, and the caves of the ancestors have become more and more urgent. How is it good?"
Looking at it, I couldn’t help but turn to monitor the temple.
Within the main hall, the Eight Diagrams Center, there are only four people at this time.
阎 、, Cui Wei, 雍 Prince, and an old dragon bell, but the scorpion has a great Confucian color.
Before Wu Ming felt that some dangerous mysterious people, and those who had previously shot in the Mausoleum, were him.
"This time, except for one, it will take a few days to clear the mausoleum..."
Geng Sheng saw the corpse and his face was bright.
Instead, he was a prince, and when he saw the dragon's corpse, he had fear on his face and looked at the old Confucian side. He looked a lot.

How does Xiang Taifu look?

Cui Wei looked at this old Confucian, and his face was also respected.
Confucianism raises the spirit of Haoran, each has its own branch. This item Taifu is a school of southern Xinxue. When he was young, he even had six yuan. The name of the novel was all over the world. After the champion, he was appointed to Hanlin, and he studied for several decades. It can be called 'Confucianism', and it is more refined. It is the point of knowing the truth.
This means that some old Confucianism, righteousness and wisdom, no distracting thoughts, can even sense their own misfortunes, and tend to avoid evil.
It has always been unreasonable, doctors do not self-medication, this former knowledge can be a higher level of magic.
At this point, it is already possible to open a school. After a hundred years, it is called ‘item’!
In Wu Ming's view, it is the Confucianism and Taoism level 5!