Chapter 774: The battle in heaven, the battle on earth (1)

Even if the lantern is a magic weapon in this world, it can't persuade anyone to change any mind, so the old scholar and the lantern are just two people who have existed for the longest time in this world and lived a long time.
The last thing will fall on the head of the monk Hui Chou.
When the old scholar returned to the Daxiong Hall, Monk Hui Chou was about to fall asleep.
The old Confucian patted Hui Chou Monk on the shoulder, no matter whether he was already sober, he said to himself, "I'm going back, if you really can stand it, you can stand it, you can't stand it. Just stand by my side, how about?"
Between these two words, the old Confucian student is to drag Buddhism into a certain situation again.
Monk Hui Chou did not think about it, but even refused to say: "I will not be able to survive for many years, so I am going to see the Lijiao Monk, but Guanlou is still young, and I can live more, I am afraid I will see some later The situation, whether it looks good or not, and how to look at it, are all young people's business."
This time, Zen Zi left Buddhism to go to the school of learning, naturally to relieve his happiness first, and then to Luoyang City, to learn about Buddhism and mountains and rivers.
This kind of thing is like looking at a very complicated knot. Some people choose to split it with a single knife. It is the most labor-saving and straightforward method, but whether it is Buddhism or Hui Chou monk, they think and think. Choosing is to really be patient, go squatting next to the rope and untie it little by little.
This is really troublesome, but trouble is trouble, and it won't damage the rope.
In fact, the old Confucian had long thought that Monk Hui Chou would say this, and he didn't feel any disappointment.
He just said with some emotion: "Actually, you should have taken a good look at this world. You stayed in Lingshan all day, so it's not as good as me."
Monk Hui Chou stayed at Lingshan, it was compelling. After all, the whole Buddhism was only two saints, he and Huisi. If he left Lingshan, the consequences would be disastrous.
On the contrary, it is an old Confucian student who can abandon everything. If he walks in the world for a thousand years, he can really walk in the world for a thousand years.
Seng Hui Chou said: "Actually, I have seen a certain sentence in a certain book, and I think it is still interesting, otherwise you should also read it?"
The old Confucian shook his head and said: "I have read too many books, and the world has seen enough. I have to finish the last thing and leave this world."
Monk Hui Chou seemed to have not heard the words of the old Confucian student, and said directly: "The most interesting sentence in that book is called Dao Chaotian, go on one side."
This is actually the dialect of Gyeongju and Metropolis, but it should have been a big road heading towards the sky, and each side.
"The one who wrote the book, he studied in the capital of the capital when he was young, maybe he will write such a sentence later."
The old scholar said: "I want to know now, if Xiao Xu goes to the demon land, will he be famous all over the world in one fell swoop."
Monk Hui Chou looked at him, and then said very seriously: "Li Fuyao was sent into the lantern by that person and looked at the situation six thousand years ago. Your student, I am afraid that there is no hope."
Li Fuyao's chance is definitely the most special, important, and useful one of all the chances he has experienced.
The old scholar shook his head and said, "You really want to make him the next Zhaoqingqiu."
Monk Hui Chou said: "It's all fate. If he hadn't had Xu Ji's lantern, he wouldn't have this good fate. If Xu Ji handed Jianshan to him and the lantern to Wu Shanhe, what is it now? It's not easy to say."
The old scholar stretched out his hand to remove the wooden hairpin that tied his hair, and just said: "You monks, you always talk like this, but it's actually quite annoying."
Monk Hui Chou smiled and said, "I'm afraid you will feel that the whole world is very annoying in this thousand years, in the last few hundred years."
In a word, when the old Confucian student walked around the world, his realm gradually improved to the point where he could leave the world, and he discovered that it was almost impossible to leave the world, he was really annoyed.
The old scholar collected the wooden hairpin, and said with a little weary: "The world is not new. I am not towards Qingqiu. Looking at that road ahead, I can turn around and walk elsewhere. In my heart, Chao Qingqiu and Liu Xiang are the same kind of people, but in my heart, Chao Qingqiu is already much stronger than Liu Xiang."
"In the entire history of cultivation, the realm is comparable to Chao Qingqiu. There are many people, not to mention Jian Ancestor, even the Jian Xian Xin tomb who soared away from the world is going to fight Chao Qingqiu, and I don’t know who will win. Negative, but it’s really difficult to find someone like Chao Qingqiu."
Many people in the world are praising Chao Qingqiu, but no one has ever elevated him to this point.
The old Confucian student looked at the horizon, wondering what thoughts were born, "It's a pity, no matter how interesting people are, once they become dead, they are meaningless."
After saying this, the old scholar smiled and walked towards the sky.
People who are alive are interesting.
This time, it's not for fun.
Monk Hui Chou looked at his back gradually walking towards the sky, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what the world has said about you in these thousand years?"
The old scholar didn't turn his head, just said, "Not interested."
The monk Hui Chou said to himself: "They said that there is a sage in Confucianism who has disappeared for more than a thousand years. They don't know the name, so let's just call it an unknown scholar."
The voice is not loud, but the old scholar should hear it.
But he ignored it, just walked slowly towards the sky, and after a while, a golden light appeared on the horizon. It was not a vision, because no one broke the boundary, but he showed the realm that he had been in for so many years again.
But when he showed his realm, the whole world suddenly
Then the voice of the avenue sounded.
That kind of sound is very strange, no one knows where it came from, and not many people can hear it. Apart from the sea in the clouds, there is no one else.
Ye Sheng was standing on a certain mountain. He was looking up and deducing something. He suddenly heard the sound of this great road. With a wave of his hand, there were thousands of golden threads sinking into the cloud, not knowing where he was going.
But Yunhai, at this time, had been torn to pieces by these threads, and looked extremely strange.
And Ye Sheng just said: "After so many years, I finally showed up."
When Ning Sheng heard the sound of the avenue, he sat high in the cloud and looked at the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. This Taoist saint, who was not as good as Ye Sheng, left a little cinnabar from his fingers, and a sea of ​​clouds was immediately reflected.
All are vermilion.
In the distance, another colorful river followed closely. Liang Yi was standing above the sea of ​​clouds, his brows furrowed very deep, his realm was not as good as Ning Sheng, and even worse than Ye Sheng. He was the least clear on this voice. One of those who represents.
He instantly came to Ning Sheng's side and asked, "Who is this?"
Ning Sheng shook his head and motioned that he didn't know.
But these two saints were a little jealous of that voice.
After a long time, someone said, "Compared with Ye Sheng, which one is higher and lower?"
Yuwu Mountain, Chen Sheng was about to leave here, he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and then in the blink of an eye, the figure of the saint dissipated, he came to the sea of ​​clouds, and soon came to Liang Yi and Ning Sheng's side.
This door now removes the one in the Demon Bowl in the town, and there are only four saints left, and now there are three too.
Only Ye Sheng was left.
Master Zhou is the second person in the world to hear that voice. He is the leader of Confucianism and the person with the highest cultivation level of Confucianism. How could he not hear that voice.
Unlike the reactions of Taoist saints, Master Zhou just shook his head after hearing the sound, and saw Zhang Shengruyun approaching him, and in the distance, Mr. Mu Yun was also among them.
The three Confucian saints gathered again, and Zhang Sheng asked, "Who is this?"
Just revealing the realm, can attract the voice of the great road between heaven and earth, this realm, not only the three of them, perhaps even Ye Sheng has not reached it.
Master Zhou did not conceal it, and said frankly: "I still have a sage in Confucianism. He has not been seen for thousands of years. He has not left the world, but has been pursuing the way of longevity."
Among the Confucian sages, Master Zhou has always been in charge for these thousand years. There are four sages, but there are always only three. It is because that sage left the sea of ​​clouds and did not know where he was.
Now, the saint is back.
After Confucianism, who is in charge?
Perhaps the truth in the entire world is very simple.
Master Zhou's face was as usual, not as good as him back then, but not as good as him now?
Thinking of these things, he walked towards the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. As he walked forward, the Confucian heavenly book appeared on the sea of ​​clouds.
Mr. Zhang Sheng and Mr. Mu Yun looked at each other, and each saw the confusion in their eyes, but they were puzzled and puzzled, but they still followed.
The three Confucian saints headed towards the sea of ​​clouds above Lingshan.
But the first thing that arrived was Ye Sheng’s tens of thousands of golden silk threads. They all appeared in front of the old Confucian students before they walked into the sea of ​​clouds. Those silk threads gave off a dazzling golden light, but very He was quickly caught by the old scholar, and the golden light dissipated, but at the moment when it dissipated, Ye Sheng broke through the air.
Among the sages of mountains and rivers, Ye Sheng has the highest realm now, and naturally comes the fastest.
He stretched out his big hand and forced the old scholar to step back two steps.
After standing firmly, Ye Sheng's Taoist robe was already moving with the wind, but the old scholar did not change much.
Monk Hui Chou raised his head and looked at the sky. There was no expression on his whole person. In the sea of ​​clouds, if there was anyone who could fight the old scholar, it would be the Taoist master.
The old Confucian and Ye Sheng did not have the least intersection. When he left the clouds to travel the world, Ye Sheng had not yet become a saint. When Ye Sheng reached the sea, the old Confucian had already been in the world for many years.
Mountain and River Demon Land have seen all of them.
So even if Ye Shengneng turned over the records about the old scholars in the three thousand scrolls of ascending the sky building, there was only a rough idea.
But the old scholars in the world know a lot about Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng looked at him with the same expression, "Senior has been able to bear his temper after thousands of years of cultivation, but why did he change his mind today?"
Since the old Confucian student is going to ascend, he shouldn't show his trace before ascending. Why does it appear today? It's because that day has already arrived.
The old scholar smiled and said: "Ye Xiujing, among all the sages in the clouds, you are the only one who can stand by the side in cultivation, but you still can't match me today."
Ye Sheng didn't speak, but the Demon Bowl had appeared beside him.
If you can't beat it, you have to beat it.
The old Confucian laughed, and continued to climb with his momentum. Before, there was only the sound of the avenue, but now, there are a few colorful clouds in the sky, and there is thunder in his ears above his head.
Nothing happened.
The old scholar untied the seal on his waist, and it instantly became bigger, which was a seal of mountains and rivers.
The treasure of Confucianism is the book of Confucianism. This is the news from Master Zhou. Only a few people know that the treasure of Confucianism was not the book of Confucianism, but this seal of mountains and rivers.
This seal of mountains and rivers is the seal of the Confucian leaders of the past dynasties, and a seal of mountains and rivers can be used to protect mountains and rivers!
Looking at the mountain and river seal, Ye Sheng waved his big hand, and the aura of the whole person once again increased. Since the old scholars said that he can compare to Qingqiu, why can't Ye Sheng keep him in the years since Chao Qingqiu left the world? Mention your own cultivation base again?
The old scholar smiled and said, "Ye Xiujing, there was something to tell you, but before telling you, I will fight to avoid trouble later."
Ye Sheng did not speak, and when the old scholar was talking, thousands of golden threads appeared in the clouds.
Finally all gathered at Ye Sheng's feet.
He stood on top of a cloud of golden clouds, looking at the old scholar, with an aura that could tear the world apart.
The mountain and river seal beside the old Confucian student glowed with dazzling light, and it had collided with Ye Sheng's Demon Bowl.
Ye Sheng didn't feel anything.
On the contrary, it is the world in the bowl, and there are big changes at this moment.
Zhao Sheng stood in the bamboo building where the Pingnan Demon Lord lived, feeling the shaking, as if thinking of something, he laughed quickly, "Ye Xiujing, there is still something you can't handle in this world. People!"
The laughter was extremely happy.
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When Master Zhou and the other two saints rushed here, the Fang Shanhe Yin had already collided with the Demon Bowl, and the power revealed in it was daunting.
Zhang Sheng lost his voice: "This is the seal of mountains and rivers?!"
Mr. Mu Yun is not as long as Zhang Shenghuo's years, and he doesn't know Zhang Shengduo, but after hearing this seal of mountains and rivers, he can also think of the saint who has long disappeared in the clouds, and can also think of a few words of legend.
The saint disappeared for more than a thousand years, and now he is back.
This is really an anecdote.
Ning Sheng, Liang Yi and Chen Sheng also appeared on the side of Yunhai soon. Looking at the three saints standing here, Liang Yi said helplessly: "After today, we will have four saints standing opposite us. ."
Yes, after Zhao Sheng was trapped in the Demon Bowl for some reason, in the cloud, although there were only four saints left in the Taoist Sect, there was always one more saint than Confucianism. But now the situation looks like Confucianism Not only has the fourth saint, but also can compete with Ye Sheng. This time, the situation of the mountains and rivers seems to change again and again.
Maybe Dao Sect will have to put down his body to find the Canghai monk.
Look at the line of swordsmen, three sword sages, plus one of His Royal Highness and Lin Hongzhu.
The whole mountains and rivers are completely messed up!
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Chao Qingqiu was not on the boat. He was cutting down a tree that didn't look very nice on a certain mountain, and then made a wooden sword for himself. It was just that when the wooden sword was not ready and he was still covered with sawdust. I heard that voice.
Then I saw thousands of golden threads in the sea of ​​clouds.
Chao Qingqiu was taken aback, and then said angrily: "You are a bit too much."
The woman was surprised, because she had never seen Chao Qingqiu angry. Even if he encountered something again, he would not be angry, but would solve it by himself.
But at this time, he looked really angry.
Anger is often due to powerlessness.
In the past, Chao Qingqiu was invincible in the world and considered exhaustive. Almost everything can be counted, so he will not be angry, but now he has many things that he can't do, so he will be angry.
The woman asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"
Chao Qingqiu took a deep breath, and then said: "There is a scholar who is full and has done something to eat and support."
The woman asked again: "What should I do?"
Chao Qingqiu looked at the sea of ​​clouds for a long, long time before shook his head and said, "Forget it."
The woman didn't say anything.
Mr. Chao said forget it, then forget it.
Chao Qingqiu put down the wooden sword in his hand, as if all his good mood was lost.
The woman patted Chao Qingqiu on the shoulder.
Chao Qingqiu said nothing.
It doesn't matter if the mountains and rivers are in chaos, the most fear is the chaos in the world.

After Li Fuyao followed Qinghuai through Qingtian City for the second time, he had to go south and return to the mountains and rivers. This trip to the demon land was actually simple. He wanted to take Qinghuai back to Luoyang City to meet his parents.
After that, it's time to retreat.
Go to see the scenery of the sea.
No matter who it is for, you should take a few steps forward.
It's just that how long it will take is hard to say.
Leaving Qingtian City, Li Fuyao felt that the imperial sword should be the one, but Qinghuai didn't think so. She insisted on walking away with Li Fuyao.
So he walked.
But when they came to the city gate, they saw a person at the city gate.
It was a sturdy young man with a bookcase on his back.
Stopped in front of Li Fuyao and Qinghuai, he looked at Li Fuyao and said seriously: "Li Fuyao, you can call me Xiao Xu."
Everyone has heard of Li Fuyao's name, but Xiao Xu's, no.
"I'm going to fight you. After winning, I'll tell you my name. If you don't win, forget it."
As Xiao Xu spoke, his momentum began to rise slowly, and his momentum went from Taiqing to the summit of the building.
This stopped.
This is a monk who climbs upstairs, still so young?
Li Fuyao's expression changed slightly, and he unconsciously grasped the sword in his hand, and then stood in front of Qinghuai.
Qing Tianjun didn't know when he appeared on the top of the city, carrying a pot of wine, and looking at the three young people below.
"What kind of world is this."