Chapter 939: Return of the Confucian School, meet in Ghost Valley!

His gaze fell on the dangling long sword in front of him, Kong Qiu's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a while.
"Zhan Lu?"
Looking at the inscription on the sword, Kong Qiu muttered to himself at this time. As soon as the voice fell, a white light was released from the long sword.
The mighty power spread in an instant, and Kong Qiu's body was shaken in just an instant.
"This power..."
Stretching out his hand toward the long sword, in the eyes of everyone's surprise, the sword of the long sword turned and fell into Kong Qiu's hands.
Quietly looking at the Zhanlu Divine Sword in his hand, a large amount of aura rushed towards him. At this time, Kong Qiu knew where the Zhanlu Divine Sword came from and why it appeared in his hand.
I saw that Kongqiu slowly stood up, turned to face the direction of the East China Sea, his head full of white hair floating in the wind, holding the Zhanlu Divine Sword and saluting the East China Sea.
"Thank you saint for giving the sword!"
When the sound fell, countless white lights entangled on the body of Fore Kongqiu. The original loose power instantly condensed. A figure about the size of Kongqiu appeared on Kongqiu's side, and it blended into the hole. Qiu's body.
Xianle curled in the sky, and a dazzling white light instantly fell on Kong Qiu's body. At this time, Kong Qiu stood holding a sword, looking up into the sky.
"Is it time?"
His eyes were full of relaxation, and there seemed to be a hint of relief.
At this moment, the few people on the high platform closest to Kong Qiu saw something wrong.
The first Duan Muci walked quickly to his side, but was blocked by a white light.
"Teacher!" Duanmuci shouted loudly, and when the voice sounded, everyone understood at this time, this matter seemed not as simple as they thought.
Hearing the shouting, Kong Qiu turned his head to look at Duanmuci, and said with a smile: "Zigong, the time limit for being a teacher is up."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Zi Gong's face turned pale and hurriedly said, "Teacher, don't talk nonsense!"
"I have felt it in these few days." Kong Qiu smiled and shook his head, glanced around at the students outside of the white light around him, and then said with emotion: "My Confucian school seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is just a corner. The world will be chaotic, and no one will obey the morals and justice of us. The way of heaven has been missing for a long time. You should remember the original intention and don't forget the way of my Confucianism.
"Teacher!" Cries were everywhere, but it didn't help much.
A hint of freedom emerged from the look of Kong Qiu in the white light, and he said with a faint smile: "Don't be like this, you will meet after fate."
After finishing speaking, I saw that Kong Qiu stepped out and disappeared into the white light in an instant.
When the white light faded away, on the high platform at this time, only a smiling corpse stood on the high platform.
Upon seeing this, a group of Confucian disciples immediately stepped forward to check the situation, and when it became clear that the teacher had already left them, they cried loudly.
On that day, the most sacred master of Confucianism, Kongqiu got the sword Zhanlu bestowed by the Dragon Emperor, and carried the sword to the sky.
After the news that the most sacred ancestor of the Confucian school of Lu State had fallen to the sky, the people in the Confucian school no longer had their previous momentum. Although there were voices, they still did not want to preach their own morals in the past.
At the entrance of a mountain in Yangcheng, a person sat on top of the green bull, his expression full of free and easy expressions, it was the old man who had left Ho Kyung and disappeared in the eyes of the world.
His slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the old man turned and looked in the direction of the East China Sea on the back of the cow, his eyes flashed, and after a while, he finally turned into a long sigh.
"Ao Fan, what exactly are you going to do, you have to plug in everything..."
After sighing, Lao Tan turned and looked towards the valley, then patted Niu's head and said, "Let's go, I will meet the head of the Dragon Emperor."
As soon as the voice fell, after seeing the green cow respond softly, he walked towards the depths of the valley with Lao Tan.
I don't know how long I have been walking. If anyone sees it in the valley, he will definitely be amazed, because the blue cow is climbing over the mountains and climbing.
That's all, the old man sitting on the cow's back is not affected at all.
The green bull stopped at a cave on the mountainside over the mountains, and the old man on the cow's back felt the green bull stopped, and slowly opened his eyes.
After looking into the cave, the old man said loudly, "Pan Dao is visiting, but can someone respond?"
As soon as the voice fell, I saw a streamer rushing out of the cave, Xuan even saw a piece of futon stop in front of Lao Tan.
Seeing this scene, Lao Tan smiled slightly, got up from the cow's back, and sat cross-legged on the floating futon. The futon slowly flew towards the depths of the cave.
After the futon stopped, I saw an old man sitting on top of the bluestone in the pond in the cave, with his eyes floating, the old man stood up from the futon, stepped out, and volleyed above the bluestone.
The old man on the opposite side of the stone table is the Nine Palace of Longhuang Ao Fan's clone, Wang Xu, who taught the Immortal Family Code, now calls himself Guiguzi.
Gui Guzi slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the old man sitting opposite, and said first: "Master once mentioned you."
"Oh? It's really interesting. How did your master say this?" When the old man heard Gui Guzi say this, his expression suddenly brightened and he asked.
"The Three Religions will ultimately belong to you."
As soon as the voice fell, Lao Tan's hand holding the teacup suddenly stagnated, looking at the opposite Gui Guzi in a little surprise, and shook his head after a while and said, "This evaluation is a bit surprising to Pang Dao."
"If you don't do this, I'm afraid the three churches will dissipate." Gui Guzi said in a shocking tone, this time Lao Tan finally looked at each other.
"What do you say?" Lao Tan said with a flash of light in his eyes.
Gui Guzi glanced at Lao Tan faintly, then pointed his finger to the west, and said, "You know better than the younger generation."
Looking in the direction of Guiguzi's fingers, Lao Tan immediately shook his head and said with a laugh: "It's exactly the same as your master, who speaks like a ghost."
"The secret is not to be revealed." Guiguzi said lightly.
"Okay, don't mention this matter anymore." Lao Tan waved his hand, his eyes fell on Gui Guzi's body, his eyes narrowed and said: "Pan Dao is here today, just to ask, Dragon Sovereign What are you going to do?"
"The younger generations are so inexperienced and don't know what the master is going to do. They just know that there is no harm in waiting for you. That said, you are here not just for this time?"
The old man stagnated, looking at Gui Guzi with a little surprise, and inevitably feeling a little speechless. He didn't ask anything but didn't say anything, but was asked the other way around.
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