Entering Taoism from the womb

Zhao Zhenming returned to his residence in despair. Zhao Jinglian saw that something was wrong with him and kept following him.

"Sister, am I incompetent?" he asked Zhao Jinglian.

Zhao Jinglian was slightly startled, and then said matter-of-factly: "Brother, you are the best and most powerful in the world, bar none!"

Zhao Zhenming laughed at himself and shook his head: "I finally realized today that I must be very incompetent. I have enjoyed so many resources and have two top bloodlines, but I am not as good as Zhao Ping'an."

"Brother, he is plotting to attack him secretly. He is here to do something dirty! If we really fight, he will lose to you!" Zhao Jinglian said without any hesitation.

She really thought so, even though she had just watched Jiang Pingan defeat Princess Bai Ling, she still thought so. In her heart, her brother will always be the best and strongest.

Zhao Zhenming got two points of comfort from his sister's firm eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but screamed "ah".

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jinglian asked quickly with concern.

Zhao Zhenming's handsome face showed anxiety: "Zhao Pingan cannot die! He must live, I will defeat him personally!"

After saying that, he hurried into the study room, took out a pen and wrote a letter on the stationery, writing quickly.

Zhao Jinglian read carefully from the side and saw that the content of the letter actually asked her mother to immediately withdraw the person who had "redeemed" Jiang Ping'an and that Zhao Ping'an could not be allowed to die.

Soon, Zhao Zhenming wrote the letter, put it in an envelope, and handed it into Zhao Jinglian's hand: "Sister, I don't have any servants around me for the time being. You should immediately send your maid Tan Yun to help me deliver the letter to my mother. We need to hurry up and fly like an eagle with iron feathers. There is no need to delay.”

Ebi who was beside him had not returned yet after delivering a message for him. As for Zhao Qingshi, he was sent back to Baidi City after he made a big mistake. The new attendant has not arrived yet.

"No problem!" Zhao Jinglian accepted the letter with a smile.

Zhao Zhenming urged: "Go quickly."

Zhao Jinglian did not refuse, took the letter and left Zhao Zhenming's residence.

After returning to her residence, Zhao Jinglian first burned Zhao Zhenming's letter, and then wrote another letter herself.

The content of her letter was that she first said that Jiang Pingan had made a great success in Taiwu Mansion, defeated Princess Bai Ling, and might even win the position of chief student, and then scolded Jiang Pingan for hiding his hidden strength and harboring evil intentions. Dear, you must send someone to "transfer" Jiang Pingan.

Just now she saw Jiang Ping'an defeating Princess Bai Ling in a dignified manner. She felt a deep crisis in her heart, and she was even more worried that Jiang Ping'an would take away the identity of Zhennan Marquis that belonged to Zhao Zhenming in the future.

Therefore, she felt that she had to kill Jiang Ping'an before he fully emerged.

After the letter was written, she called Tan Yun, handed the letter to Tan Yun, and said solemnly: "You should set out immediately to deliver the letter to my mother, and you must deliver it to my mother personally. Be quick and ride an iron-feathered eagle." "

"Yes, miss." Tan Yun accepted the order and immediately turned around and left to deliver the message.

The main hall of the palace and the side hall of Siye.

A graceful and slender figure of a girl walked in.

She was wearing a white moon-colored Confucian skirt, elegant and refined, with long black and smooth hair reaching her waist. She only wore a simple bun with almost no accessories, only a silver hairpin and a cyan ribbon.

Her face was covered with a white veil, revealing only her full, crystal-white forehead, her eyebrows like a pair of distant daisies, and her almond-shaped eyes like two pools of autumn water.

Her eyes are as gentle as jade and as indifferent as clouds.

Although the whole picture cannot be seen, the elegant and bookish aura about her makes people think that she must be extremely beautiful.

"Ruyu pays homage to my uncle." The masked girl walked to an office desk and saluted Li Wenzheng, the businessman behind the desk.

Li Wenzheng put down the brush in his hand, raised his eyes, and landed on the masked girl: "My grandson and niece don't need to be polite."

The masked girl straightened herself up and asked, "I wonder what my uncle did when he called me here?"

Li Wenzheng did not answer but asked: "Did you watch the competition between Jiang Pingan and Princess Bailing this morning?"

"Watched it," the masked girl replied.

Li Wenzheng asked again: "You will compete with Jiang Ping'an this afternoon. How sure are you of winning?"

"Less than 30%." The masked girl replied, "However, if I break through before the battle and advance to the Divine Treasure Realm, I am at least 70% sure."

She was able to enter the Divine Treasure Realm half a year ago, but for the sake of the Holy Confucianism, she was asked not to enter the Divine Treasure Realm for the time being.

It turns out that she is Yan Ruyu, the only granddaughter of the famous Confucian leader of Yujing!

Li Wenzheng pondered for a moment and said: "Ruyu, I'm afraid I have to wrong you again. I will compete with Jiang Ping'an in the afternoon, and you are not allowed to enter the Divine Tibetan Realm on the spot."

After a pause, he explained: "Taiwu Mansion does not lack a chief student who is the granddaughter of the headmaster of the Holy Confucianism, but it is in great need of a chief student who is a commoner, was forced to change his surname, and was previously unknown."

"Promise, Ruyu obeys." Yan Ruyu bowed and responded.

Li Wenzheng nodded, his eyes softened, and he softly comforted Yan Yuru: "Good boy."

Since Emperor Qian revealed his idea of ​​building Taiwu Mansion, the Holy Confucianism immediately raised religious support. Today, there are a large number of Holy Confucian disciples serving as teachers in Taiwu Mansion. There are only two Dharma Realm experts in Taiwu Mansion, and one of them is the Supreme Elder of the Holy Confucianism.

The strength and influence of Holy Confucianism is far less than that of Jingdao Palace and Pudu Mountain, and it has always been rooted in the development of the Daqian Dynasty. Taiwu Mansion is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the development and growth of Holy Confucianism, and they must not miss it.

…

In the afternoon, the competition for the third-place student and the competition for the top student were held as scheduled.

It goes without saying that the streets of Taiwu Mansion were packed with people. Even the fourth most important person in Taiwu Mansion, Li Wenzheng, attended the battle in person.

Li Wenzheng is a great master who has reached the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm!

The first competition was held for the top student.

Princess Bailing suffered a lot, but finally won and won the position of the top student.

"The competition for the top student is about to begin. Please invite students Jiang Ping'an and Yan Ruyu to the stage!" The referee announced loudly.

As the announcement fell, everyone was excited and looking forward to it.

Jiang Ping'an didn't want to waste any of his true energy, so he still walked onto the stage.

Yan Ruyu, who was still wearing a white veil, was also very low-key. Both of them walked onto the stage.

The audience was speechless. It was the most glorious and strongest battle. The two of them obviously knew how to fly, but they walked onto the stage like ordinary students. They didn't have the style of the strongest.

"My name is Yan Ruyu, and I am honored to meet you, Mr. Jiang." Yan Yuru bowed to Jiang Pingan from a distance, her voice was soft and elegant, and she didn't sound like she was here to compete.

Jiang Pingan was slightly surprised, and bowed in return: "I am Jiang Pingan, and I meet Miss Yan."

He couldn't help complaining in his heart: Why do I always fight with my neighbors?

He has lived in the Jiachen residence of Shangkunyuan for more than ten days. No matter how isolated he is from the news, he knows who his neighbor on the right is.

At this time, the referee announced loudly: "The competition begins!"

As the referee's voice fell, Yan Yuru immediately released her Yuanhai vision.

A huge golden ancient book appeared in the sky behind her, and the golden ancient book exuded an infinitely simple and vicissitudes of life. The golden ancient book unfolded, and the mysterious and ancient words engraved on the ancient book flew out in all directions. Each character shone with light, like the stars in the sky, full of wisdom and enlightenment.

As a holy body of ancient times, Jiang Ping'an was not affected by the vision, but his eyes could not help but be attracted by the ancient books and the flying characters.

This is the instinct of the human race to yearn for characters and civilization.

"Mr. Jiang, don't be distracted." Yan Ruyu slowly rose in the air and reminded him.

Jiang Ping'an came back to his senses, laughed, and immediately used all his strength to rush towards Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu said in a clear and elegant voice: "The Master said on the river: 'The past is like this, day and night.'"

The voice contained a special rhythm, which caused the vitality of heaven and earth to respond quickly. Her true essence combined with the vitality of heaven and earth, forming a rolling river on the stage, rushing towards Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an suddenly felt as if he was in a surging river. Not only could he not move forward half a step, but he was constantly pushed back, and there was even the possibility of being overturned and drowned.

He immediately gave up fighting against this mysterious river flow, used his Xunfeng wings to fly up, and continued to pounce on Yan Ruyu.

At this time, Yan Ruyu calmly recited: "Only when the year is cold can we know that pine and cypress are the last to wither."

A row of green pine and cypress trees that stood proudly in the wind and snow appeared in the void, blocking Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Ping'an swung his sword without thinking, making a clanging sound, as if he was chopping gold and stone, but he couldn't cut off these pines and cypresses at once.

"The Master said: "The benevolent enjoy the mountains." Yan Ruyu's elegant voice came again.

A towering green mountain phantom fell from the sky and pressed down on Jiang Ping'an's head, with a terrifying momentum, like Mount Tai pressing down on his head.

Jiang Ping'an looked up at the towering green mountain that was pressing down quickly, thinking of his repeated setbacks in his attacks just now, and roared angrily: "My young master is still unkind to heaven and earth, and treats all things as straw dogs! "

Roaring, he used all his strength to circulate his true energy, his solar meridian opened, and the vast true energy like the ocean surged out as he punched the sky.

Boom——

The fist collided with the towering green mountain, and the towering green mountain was instantly blown apart.

Yan Ruyu was hit back on the spot, groaned, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She couldn't help but show shock in her eyes. Under the same realm of cultivation, someone could directly blow apart the towering green mountain with one punch.

What kind of courage and strong true energy is it to blow apart a mountain with one punch?

Because if the towering green mountain cannot be broken up, it means being crushed to death by the towering green mountain. Almost everyone's first thought is to run away, and some people are even so scared that their legs are weak and they can't run away.