Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

On the flying boat to the Confucian family, Ning Wuxian lived with Xuan'er.

The two argued fiercely, Ning Wuxian felt that Xuan'er was only twelve years old now, and it would take five years to become an adult, but Xuan'er said that she was fifteen, the same age as Ning Wuxie.

In response to the past three years, the two had a fierce discussion, and finally ended with Xuan'er playing Lai and hugging Ning Wuxie, saying that if she didn't agree to her, she wouldn't let go.

Ning Wuxian very much didn't want to compromise, but the position in which Xuan'er hugged him at that time... It's so bad.

Xuan'er's body was still shaking, and Ning Wuxian almost couldn't stand it, so he could only quickly agree and let her come down first.

In the end, Xuan'er's age was determined to be fifteen years old, which means that after three years, Ning Wuxian wanted to marry her.

"Xuan'er, you're not playing tricks."

Ning Wuxian looked at Xuan'er, who was lying on his body, shaking his head and smug with a helpless expression.

Xuan'er closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth turned up, her pink and cute face was crimson, with a wisp of spring love, as if she was already fantasizing about the scene when she married Ning Wuxie.

"Just play tricks." She hummed.

Ning Wuxian touched her head, completely helpless.

The flying boat walked for several days and came to Junzi Mountain.

Confucianism, one of the giants of the mainland, is located here.

Junzi Mountain is a small mountain, even a small part of Confucianism.

Thousands of miles around Junzi Mountain are Confucian territory, from schools for mortals, to cultivation rooms for exclusive Confucian disciples, scripture pavilions, and so on.

Langlang green world, as far as the eye can see, are all high-rise houses, pine cypress plum bamboo, beautiful jade decorate, blue lake clear pond decoration.

Luxury with elegance, elegance in style.

The flying boat stopped at the foot of Junzi Mountain, and Meng Cangran said:

"Brother Ning, this is my Confucian Holy Land Junzi Mountain, please come with me to meet Master first."

Ning Wuxian nodded, after all, this was also the first time Meng Cangran had returned to the sect since he had left the Confucian family for so long.

Leading Xuan'er, he followed Meng Cangran all the way up the stone steps of Junzi Mountain and came to a simple and unpretentious small courtyard.

"When Master is not doing things, he likes to live here in seclusion." Meng Cangran stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Ning Wuxie became serious, curious about who Meng Cangran's master was.

Generally, those who live in a noble position, but live in this kind of place, are the big guys among the big guys.

There were footsteps inside the door, followed by a creak, and the door was pushed open by a little boy.

"It's Uncle Meng!" Xiao Tong informed inside.

"Let him in."

A husky old voice sounded, sounding like an ordinary old man.

"You didn't join Confucianism since childhood, so there is no master, just call him old man Xun Lao."

Meng Cang stepped in, and Ning Wuxian led Xuan'er behind him.

Xun Lao... Could it be the one .

. Ning Wuxian was wondering, an old man with a low figure and a little hunchback sat up from the rattan chair in front of the house and turned around.

Ning Wuxian was dumbfounded on the spot.

He knows this old man!

If you say that in your previous life, you began to gradually make a name for yourself at the age of about two hundred years old, and became the true Tianjiao of the Terran race.

Then this old gentleman is the famous person of the previous era! He just took over his brilliance.

The head of the seven supreme saints of Confucianism, Xun Zhu!

Like the twelve young sages, the Seven Supreme Sages is also a title within Confucianism, and at the same time a rank!

On top of it, there are the three holy masters of Confucianism, but they have long since passed away.

So the Seven Most Holy Beings are the de facto rulers of Confucianism!

Meng Cangran's master turned out to be the boss of the Confucian family!

Meng Cang saluted, and Ning Wuxian hurriedly bowed.

Only Xuan'er was still standing stupidly, looking at this inconspicuous old man.

"You girl, when you see Xun Sheng, you don't even salute!" The boy on the side said.

Ning Wuxian was startled, and quickly went to pull Xuan'er's sleeves, but Xun Zhu in front of him smiled.

"Well, it's okay, if you don't say, how can she know." The quality is natural, very good.

Xun Zhu looked at Xuan'er with a smile, and there was no annoyance on his face.

Ning Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, Old Man Xun Zhu had a good temper.

"Cangran, you're doing a good job." Xun Zhu nodded at Meng Cangran.

"Emperor Xuanqin has already taken the elixir refined by Bai Ze's blood, and he must be cured in the future."

Meng Cangran breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this:

"Great, Li Min can be protected from the flames of war again." His heart was filled with great joy.

Ning Wuxian caught with the corner of his eye that the white porridge on Xuan'er's shoulder was stunned when he heard the word Bai Ze.

Then I fell into confusion and doubt. Apparently unaware of his role in this whole thing.

Seeing Xun Zhu, Ning Wuxian completely understood why Meng Cang dared to pat his chest and say that he could make himself a twelfth young sage.

He originally thought that Meng Cangran's master was a big man with some influence.

But it's also too big! One vote is worth ten votes, not a fake!

This is not to say that Xun Zhu's vote weight is higher, but Xun Zhu's influence can influence the decisions in the hands of other elders!

Xun Zhu moved his gaze to him:

"So you are Ning Wuxian and the one who keeps praising in the letter."

"He said that you are a person with a strong personality, a heart far beyond your peers, a profound cultivation, and a gentleman's style."

Xun Zhu looked at Ning Wuxian with a smile.

"It's all fallacy." Ning Wuxian said modestly.

"That's right, I don't believe it either."

“？"

Ning Wuxian and Meng Cangran raised their heads at the same time, their expressions frozen.

Xun Zhuru's expression did not change when he saw it, and he continued: "

Cang Ran's personality is naïve, straightforward, and it is inevitable to distort when looking at people. He recommended you to be a new person to be the twelve young sages, and to be honest, something was wrong.

"But as the so-called seeker gets it, and the fact that he can evaluate you in this way shows that you do have merit."

"In the future, you will stay in Confucianism, take on more tasks, learn some lessons, and we will form an evaluation of you."

"Twelve young sages, there is still a chance, it depends on how you perform."

Xun Zhu smiled meaningfully and blinked.

"Elder Xun taught me, students remember!"

Ning Wuxian was very good and immediately called himself a student. Confucianism respects the teacher and advocates education, and disciples often refer to the master as a student.

To Xun Zhu calling himself a student is equivalent to recognizing him as a teacher, with a bit of rubbing.

"Haha, then go and get the Confucian clothes and tokens, Cangran, leave it to you."

"This little girl, if she has the heart, can also receive the academy to practice, and if her grades are good, she can also join Confucianism."

Xun Zhu said and waved his hand, turned around and sat back on the rattan chair.

Ning Wuxian and Meng Cangran bowed goodbye, left the small courtyard, and went to the Confucian Hall to receive the Confucian disciple token and two Confucian robes.

In the future, in Confucianism, you will have to wear this thing.

"Brother Ning, your current status is not enough to live in Junzi Mountain, you can only live under the mountain, sorry."

"If you want to live in Junzi Mountain, you have to study a series of Confucian courses, and then pass exams to improve your grade."

"Study? Examination? Ning

Wuxian wondered, in his previous life, he really didn't understand the internal mechanism of Confucianism.

"That's right, every Confucian disciple has to study the classics of the sages, including the Four Books and Five Classics, the classics of various Confucian schools."

"There are also Junzi Six Arts, although it can only be regarded as an additional course, it will also affect your year-end rating."

Ning Wuxian listened to it with a big head, how to be a twelfth young sage, and still have to do the question!

Can't I just hammer them up!

Obviously, this is not optional, and there is no competition at all in the selection of the twelve young sages.

It was the Confucian elders who directly produced the results after selection.

But this does not mean that cultivation is unimportant, Confucians will issue many tasks for disciples to complete, most of which involve fighting.

The completion of the task will also affect the elder's evaluation of himself.

At present, he has undoubtedly obtained Meng Cangran's support, and Xun Zhu's support has only gained half, but he has the opportunity to fight for it.

This is enough, less than a year before the selection of the twelve young sages, there is only a limit to what can be done.

Xun Zhu didn't say anything to death, which means that as long as he achieves a certain degree and exceeds the passing line in his heart, he can.

Ning Wuxian led Xuan'er to a small townhouse where ordinary Confucian disciples lived.

"Xuan'er, we're moving again."

Ning Wuxian touched Xuan'er's head and sighed.

"Huh? Can I still sleep with you then? Xuan'er was startled and hurriedly asked.

"Yes."

"Oh, that's good."