Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

If there are a few sect forces on the Lingwu Continent that even Hermit Valley does not want to provoke, then Confucianism is definitely one of them.

There are many factions within Confucianism, but they share the idea of saints. They openly and secretly controlled the political situation of the five major imperial dynasties, reconciled the relationship between rivers and lakes and temples, and even dominated the occurrence and end of wars.

Meng Cangran showed the strength of the orthodox successor of Confucianism, and he must have come from a lot. And the elders on the judges' table had long seen that Meng Cangran's folding fan was a saint-level magic weapon!

In the Lingwu Continent, there has been no emperor Venerable powerhouse for ten thousand years, and the emperor-level magic weapon has also become a legend.

There are rumors that they shattered the void with those great emperors and went to another world, and some people say that the magic weapon of the great emperor can become a world by itself, and quietly guards the inheritance of the great emperor somewhere in the Lingwu Continent.

Anyway, now, the saint-level weapon magic weapon is already the peak of the immortal path, and it cannot be touched by the world's strong!

Of course, Meng Cangran is not a world-class powerhouse, but he can hold a saint-level treasure, even if it is only in a sealed state, it is not to be underestimated!

The Hermit Valley Elder shouted and announced the result of the competition, and many scattered cultivators watching the battle felt unhappy.

"What, why did it suddenly stop, obviously it hasn't finished fighting!"

"Yes, Meng Cangran is obvious, he hasn't used his magic weapon yet, why sentence him to lose!"

The onlookers were still unsatisfied, and they did not see all the joy, as if they had experienced existence.

"Ahem, the verdict has been made, if the two players have objections, they can come to appeal after the game."

"Next..."

The elder of the judges spoke like thunder, and as soon as it sounded, it suppressed all the voices that were talking. The next contestant was shouted.

Ning Wuxian turned around and walked back to the viewing table, and Meng Cang on the opposite side woke up like a dream, his face was pale, and he raised his head with difficulty, his lips trembling.

He seemed to want to say something, but seeing that Ning Wuxian had already walked back to the viewing table, he could only hurriedly salute the judge elder, catch up with Ning Wuxie, and sit next to him.

"Brother Ning is indeed a young Tianjiao, and he is under the wind."

His cheeks were slightly red, as if he was still a little breathless, but his expression returned to his previous humility, and there was even a hint of shame.

"Brother Meng, didn't he believe that he lost?" Ning Wuxian teased.

"This is exactly the reason why I feel ashamed of it, for the sake of fighting with Brother Ning, I actually got carried away, and even almost violated the prohibition of Master Venerable, it is really not a gentleman's doing."

Meng Cang surrendered his hands and looked frank.

"Brother Ning is indeed stronger than me, but he is losing."

Ning Wuxian nodded and stopped talking, saying in his heart that this Meng Cangran did have a bit of grace.

Next to Ning Wuxie's side was the swarthy man who frantically teased Ning Wuxian before the war.

At this time, his whole person simply did not dare to take a mouthful, and the duel between Meng Cangran and Ning Wuxian was simply beyond the imagination of this cultivator of the refining period!

Just now, he also said that Ning Wuxian was a half-hanger, and he felt that Meng Cangran's strength was definitely average. Now it seems that if you change anyone, you can't hold up half a union in their hands!

And the onlookers, after seeing Ning Wuxian fighting with their own eyes, no longer believed that that guy was a half-hanged Tianjiao.

The cultivators who had been ridiculing the four words of Ramming Peach Xiaoxian just now watched Ning Wuxian return to the viewing table and sit down, their mouths closed even tighter than their own doors.

Definitely not to provoke him!

After another duel, Ning Wuxie's name was called again.

"The ninth scene, Ning Wuxie, against Liu Musong!"

Ning Wuxian stood up and was about to walk towards the venue, but he heard a shout from beside him.

"I admit defeat!"

When he turned around, he only saw Liu Musong, who was sitting beside him with dark skin, trembling and fidgeting.

He looked at Ning Wuxian with a flattering and fearful smile on his face...

The other onlookers shouted at the disappointment, and when the judge elder saw this, he had to say: "Liu Musong admits defeat, and the winner of this field is Ning Wuxiu."

"The first day of the small competition in District C is over, the loser today will move to the Xiayin Valley Ding District a week later, and the winner will come at the same time tomorrow."

The elder of the judges waved his long sleeve, the enchantment dispersed, and the wooden door of the compound opened.

The monks also left.

Ning Wuxian was anxious to go home to see Xuan'er, but he didn't want to go to the door, when Meng Cangran stopped him.

"Brother Ning! And stay, I have something I want to discuss with you.

Meng Cang stopped Ning Wuxian with a smile, he was a mid-concentration cultivator, he was defeated by Ning Wuxian who was nine layers of refining qi today, and he was about to move into the collective dormitory in the Xia Yin Ding District, but he didn't look annoyed at all.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Ning, it should be the inheritance of the ancient Great Xia." Seeing that there were no other cultivators nearby, Meng Cang was straight to the point.

Ning Wuxian was immediately alert, thinking that the insight of the Confucian inheritors was indeed extraordinary.

Daxia, that was a great unified imperial dynasty ten thousand years ago in the Lingwu Continent, its national art was the Star Technique, and it even delved into the point of going crazy.

In the end, Daxia broke into civil strife and fell apart into the current five major imperial dynasties and countless small countries.

"Yes and how, the Great Xia Dynasty has already perished for tens of thousands of years, and the dead can no longer die." Ning Wuxian said.

"Haha, that's natural, I know that Brother Ning won't be that crazy Great Xia Restorationist."

Meng Cangran smiled slightly, and then lowered his voice and said, "Brother Ning, you must have obtained the inheritance of the Barren Star Emperor, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Ning Wuxie's heart suddenly shook.

Barren Star Emperor, he actually knew the name of that great emperor!

That last great emperor in the history of the Terrans!

No matter what Ning Wuxian reacted, Meng Cangran said to himself: "Although I don't know what the inheritance of that great emperor is, when I saw Brother Ning's exercises, I immediately remembered the heroic posture of that great emperor. Ning

Wuxian didn't speak, just quietly looked at Meng Cangran.

Even when he heard the name of the Barren Star Emperor, the expression on Ning Wuxie's face was calm and calm, and he did not show the slightest flaw.

"Brother Meng is well-informed, and he really doesn't dare to compare."

"Compared with you, I am just a poor boy from a small slum in Kun Yuanguo, who accidentally awakened his physiognomic constitution before he could embark on the road of cultivation, otherwise it is estimated that he would have become a roadside frozen bone at this time."

"What kind of Barren Star Emperor you are talking about, I haven't heard of it at all, I just happened to meet an old man named Huazi on my wandering, and passed on this set of exercises to me."

"It's not a secret, even now, I don't know what this set of exercises is called."

Ning Wuxian spread out his hands, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Is it...?" Meng Cang looked confused.

He also didn't know what the inheritance of the Barren Star Emperor was, but he had just happened to see a sentence or two describing it in the vast Confucian texts, and knew that he was using starry sky spells.

It is recorded in the book that he was an alien star who fell to the ground and turned into a human form, with a special physique, and the magical powers created could manifest an entire vast starry sky in the plane of the Lingwu Continent.

When he reaches the Emperor Realm, he can kill the enemy without a hand, and he can trap people in the boundless and cold starry sky with the power of time!

Fang Cai saw Ning Wuxian perform the Heavenless Day Skill in the duel, and he immediately thought of this great emperor, but now, seeing Ning Wuxie's sincere face, he was a little uncertain again.

The so-called gentleman is frank, the villain is always in trouble, and Brother Ning is fifteen or sixteen years old, how can he lie to me? Am I living a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain....

Yes, yes, Brother Ning can defeat the opponent across the border, he is a well-deserved young Tianjiao, dedicated to cultivation, how can he play dumb riddles with me, but I, constantly suspecting and doubting him, fell behind!

Introspection, Meng Cangran! You have to introspect yourself!

Meng Cangran thought so, and immediately believed Brother Ning.

"Well, Brother Ning, I believe you."

"Maybe after your realm is profound and strong in the future, you can explore his inheritance, which is similar to your exercises!"

Ning Wuxian nodded, thinking that he would not be the same, it was the same song.

"So Brother Meng, what is the matter when you say so much?" Ning Wuxian didn't want to go around the corner anymore and asked directly.

Meng Cangran nodded, rubbed his hands, and said a little nervously: "Actually, I want to hire Brother Ning to help me do something."

"This is also the reason why I, a Confucian disciple, came to Hermit Valley at the risk of taboos."

"The emperor of the Xuanqin Kingdom, Ying Yan, suffered a strange situation, and his life was not long in coming. Master Venerable used the heavenly machine to push the performance, and within a few months, near the Hermit Valley, there would be a great opportunity to cure Yingyan!

"Ying Yan is dead, Da Chu will definitely take advantage of the chaos to attack, and the Confucians don't want to see this scene happen, so they sent me here!"