I have a role in the heavens

Mao Xiaodong was in a daze, his eyes staring straight at the young man in Confucian robes opposite him. His appearance and appearance were as high and clear as a beautiful tree in the Yaolin forest, and he was free from the wind and dust. Its god, the luminous pearl, is like a pocket-sized moon that was left in the world. It was not taken back to the heaven by the gods of the Moon Palace. Countless fragments are like the bright starlight, like stars arching over the moon.

"Sure enough, it is the realm of Confucian sages, no weaker than teachers, ceremonial sages, and sub-sages. The principles, articles, and essences that have just appeared, even faintly surpass the shackles of the sages and teachers, and become a family of their own!"

"If he is willing to join Confucianism, the statue of the god will definitely be able to enter the Confucian Temple, and its position will be enough to enter the top three!"

As a Confucian saint in the upper five realms, Mao Xiaodong has profound knowledge, extraordinary wisdom, unique vision, and extraordinary experience. He can vaguely see that Zhou Jue's understanding of the essence of Confucianism has reached an unfathomable level, which is enough to become a Confucian sage and serve the world. admired.

"This golden literary courage of my junior brother has been nourished by the principles, articles, and essence of Confucian sages. It has been refined into the phenology of his destiny, and his quality has been greatly improved. He is so lucky!"

Mao Xiaodong was sincerely happy for Chen Pingan. The rank of the natal object has a great influence on the monks. The natal object of high rank can greatly speed up the cultivation speed, improve the understanding of the great road, and make it faster. Climbing to the top has countless benefits.

Refining this golden gallbladder involves Confucian practice. Compared with refining the natal object of ordinary Qi practitioners, there is one more troublesome thing, which is to silently recite some words related to it. Sages Articles, poems. In Confucian practice, this pass is known as speaking from the bottom of one's heart and visiting sages for advice.

In the authentic Confucian Temple in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, there is a secret hall of knowledge, which is full of articles and truths left by Confucian sages to the vast world and recognized by heaven and earth.

Many founders of various schools of thought, or some of the rising stars who are famous all over the world, have come to pay homage to this place, allowing them to use their magical powers to understand these principles and texts, and even collect and move them away.

The characters in the Hall of Learning come in different sizes, and the golden light also has different shades. The golden characters closest to the ground tend to have larger fonts, and the brighter and purer the brilliance they exude. Some of the writings at high places can be regarded as pearls and gems, as heavy as ten thousand stones, as immovable as the five mountains of the Middle Earth. They are articles that can be remembered for centuries. Although the founders of hundreds of schools of thought can shake and even move many of the words to other places, no one has been able to even slightly move the golden words on the ground that are like huge corns.

Those golden words are the fundamental knowledge of the most holy teachers and sages.

In the secret history of the Confucian Confucian Temple, some of the words of the Holy Master and the Ritual Sage hovering slightly higher in the Hall of Learning have also seen the golden light fade away and dissipate on their own. After this happened for the first time, Haoran Jiu Zhou Xuegong Saint Capital Shocked and horrified, even a Confucian deputy leader who was in charge of the Confucian Temple at that time had to quickly take a shower and change clothes, then go to the statues of the Holy Master and the Lisheng to light incense respectively. Only the two saints did not show up. .

The person who shocked the most holy teacher, the sage of words and principles, was later revered as a minor sage by the Confucian culture. Faced with the shock and horror of the sage in the academy, he just said a word indifferently.

"There is no ever-lasting knowledge in the world, and there is no perfect article in the world. It is not worth making a fuss about. Otherwise, what will our descendants do if they study and learn?"

It was precisely because of these words that the shock in the Confucian academy was calmed down. When this happened again later, although the saints in the academy were still shocked, they no longer made a fuss. Confucianism had another one who was honored as a literary sage. old scholar.

It is said that before Cui Han decided to betray the literary sage lineage, he went to the learning hall of the Chinese Confucian Temple. There, without saying a word, he read the words on the ground like golden corn. For three days and three nights, he just read. The golden characters at the bottom are like huge corns, and none of the characters higher up can be read. Therefore, on this subtle and profound road between gods and humans, he has gone very far, and he may still be the furthest person in the world.

Qi Jingchun also entered the Confucian Temple's Learning Hall. He studied for five days and understood countless principles and principles, which laid the foundation for his integration of the three religions. His academic achievements were the highest among the disciples of the Confucian sage lineage. It is expected to establish a sect, call it the ancestor, and reach the realm of those sages.

Originally, Mao Xiaodong was worried that Chen Ping'an would have some difficulties at this level. After all, his junior brother had only studied for a few years. Even though he had read the principles in the book to his core, he was still too young and had little knowledge. Shallow, some truths still need time to brew and settle before you can understand them.

The facts were as Mao Xiaodong expected. Although the golden bile was successfully refined by Chen Ping'an, the face of the villain in the golden Confucian shirt and the sword on his back was blurred, and his quality was not at the ideal state. There were some flaws. Fortunately, Zhou Jue took action in time to solve the problem. The sage-level Confucian essence that I have understood has fed the little man in the golden Confucian shirt, greatly increasing his rank. He is no longer weaker than anyone else, and has laid the most solid foundation and the deepest foundation.

"A sage helps him understand the essence, principles, and articles of Confucianism. Such an opportunity is rare in ancient times and today. My junior brother is really lucky!"

Mao Xiaodong shook his head, his eyes showed envy and happiness, and he felt very emotional inside.

The little man in golden Confucian shirt with a sword on his back absorbed many of the essence of the principles that Zhou Jue had comprehended, causing Chen Ping'an to feel dizzy and in a state of drunkenness. He staggered and sat down on the ground, his eyes were groggy and his face was expressionless. Turning red, countless Confucian essences and principles came to mind, which were difficult to digest. It took half an hour before I finally woke up and benefited a lot.

"Thank you Mr. Zhou for your advice!"

Chen Pingan shook his head to make himself more sober, his eyes flashing brightly, with a happy smile on his face, he quickly stood up, bowed, and bowed, expressing his gratitude sincerely.

"Okay, no need to thank me, after all, you are the one that Junior Sister likes, if I don't help you, who else can I help!"

Zhou Jue was impatient with worldly etiquette and waved his hand. He already admired Chen Pingan's character very much, and with the relationship between Ning Yao, he naturally would not simply watch Chen Pingan's natal object become too poor because of the lack of Confucianism.

As soon as Zhou Jue finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, as if he had merged into the void and disappeared on the spot, completely ignoring the constraints of this small world, coming and going like a silent person.

"It is indeed the realm of a sage. Even though I am in charge of this small world, I have no idea how he came and left!"

As a disciple of the Wensheng lineage, Mao Xiaodong has already entered the upper fifth realm and is a Confucian sage. This small world of Shanya Academy is under his control, but he has no way to restrict Zhou Jue's comings and goings, and he can't even detect his whereabouts. This realm is already the realm of a Confucian sage. If he is willing to leave his fundamental knowledge in the Wenmiao Learning Hall, the truth he has realized will definitely be very close to the ground, turning into golden text like huge millet, adding another sage to Confucianism.

The long river of time on the top of the mountain slowly flows back, and the golden autumn retreats to the midsummer scene, the fallen leaves return to the branches, and the withered yellow turns to thick green.

Chen Pingan turned his palm over, and two golden jade cards appeared in his palm. These were the treasures that Zuoyou had obtained for him. They contained a lot of literary luck, which could nourish and improve the rank of the golden literary courage, allowing the golden Confucian man to absorb and refine the principles and articles fed by Zhou Jue more quickly.

Two golden streams as thick as arms lingered around the jade cards, and then slowly flowed into Chen Pingan's palm, going to the Qi Palace where the golden literary courage Confucian man was.

When the golden literary luck stream flowed into the Qi Palace, the golden Confucian man immediately stood up and no longer lay down. With the help of the power of literary luck, he refined the principles and Confucianism of the articles. He had a bright smile on his face, couldn't close his mouth, jumped up and down, and danced with joy. This was Chen Pingan's childish nature that was rarely revealed in his life.

After the stream stagnated in the cave, the golden man waded through the water and came to the gate of the cave. He shouted loudly, and saw a fire dragon made of pure true qi flying over. It jumped and sat on the dragon head, puffing and swinging its feet vigorously, controlling the fire dragon to patrol this small world of human body.

Chen Pingan saw this scene with the method of inner vision, and was immediately ashamed, with a black line on his face, muttering secretly.

"Why am I so naughty? I don't feel that I am much better than Pei Qian and Li Huai?"

On the other hand, Pei Qian spent more time with Li Baoping, and became more familiar with him. He was less restrained, but he still felt a little ashamed.

Later, Pei Qian met Li Huai. The two of them met too late and got along very well. They played together all day long.

Pei Qian sat on a bench with a bamboo sword hanging on his waist, talking fluently and spitting, telling Li Huai and his two friends Liu Guan and Ma Lian about his experience in the rivers and lakes.

"You should have seen that I, Pei Qian, as my master's disciple, am a very cold-blooded man of the world! I have killed and subdued countless mountain and swamp monsters."

The gadfly killed by Pei Qian with her crazy swordsmanship, the toad kicked away by her on the mountain road, the native dog whose head she held down, and the mountain jumper caught by her, were all imagined by her as the existence of spirits and monsters in the future.

The skeptical Liu Guan served tea and water, while Ma Lian took out melon seeds and cakes while Pei Qian was drinking water. Only Li Huai was holding a painted puppet, smiling foolishly on his face. In his heart, he actually felt that this black girl was a match for her, and she was more boastful than himself and Aliang.

One day, Pei Qian went to Chen Ping'an's guesthouse to move out the bamboo box and took out her own treasure box. She and Li Huai had a master battle in private, and the battle was scheduled to be held on the top of Donghua Mountain.

At the top of Donghua Mountain, Li Huai was already sitting there, with the yellow wooden box of noble origin in front of him. Pei Qian grinned and put the treasure box on the table. The confrontation between the two children was very interesting, attracting the bored Zhou Jue to watch the battle.

"Master, you also came to watch the decisive battle between me and Li Huai on the top of the mountain!"

Pei Qian's dark little face showed a bright smile, welcoming Zhou Jue's arrival. She believed that the battle between her and Li Huai was enough to shake the world, and Zhou Jue's presence to witness it added a bit of glory to it.

Li Huai had seen Zhou Jue in Lizhu Cave Heaven, and he had also met him in the academy these days. He was a natural person, and he had heard Aliang brag about Zhou Jue's strength, saying that he was the best swordsman in the world, and he also welcomed Zhou Jue's watching.

"Zhou Jue, you are lucky to see this peak duel between me and Pei Qian. It will be enough for you to brag about it in the future!"

"Oh, then I am really honored. I will definitely watch the battle carefully."

Li Huai showed Zhou Jue an admiring look. As expected of Aliang's friend, he knew the rules and was qualified to watch this peak battle between him and Pei Qian. Then he turned his eyes and looked at Pei Qian's treasure box. His face showed a solemn expression, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he said in a deep voice.

"Pei Qian, you make the first move, and I will follow!"

Pei Qian let out a sneer, and proudly opened the treasure box presented by Yao Jinzhi. It was in a nine-square grid. It contained exquisite and small wood-carved Ganoderma lucidum, a few rare rare coins, and a long-standing Taoist order with thick pulp. The card is engraved with a Taoist spirit official statue with a red face and beard, golden armor and red robe, and a heavenly eye between the eyebrows.

Zhou Jue glanced at it casually and gave an appraisal result of Pei Qian's collection. Except for the Lingguan Pai and Wood Ganoderma lucidum, most of them were worldly treasures and could not be regarded as immortal artifacts.

Pei Qian reached out and gently took out the Taoist token, placed it on the table, and shouted to Li Huai with a serious look.

"Please accept the move!"

Li Huai also opened his delicate yellow box and took out a clay figure of a knight-errant wielding a sword. He crossed his arms across his chest and spoke confidently.

"I have an immortal sword to defend and kill enemies. How can you resist?"

Pei Qian quickly took out the piece of wood-carved Ganoderma lucidum with delicate texture and simple shape, placed it next to the Taoist token, and said confidently.

"Even if I suffer from the flying sword of your general Sword Immortal, I still have Ganoderma lucidum. This is a great tonic medicine that can prolong my life. You can take another move!"

Li Huai snorted coldly, arrogantly, and took out the second clay sculpture, which was a watchman with gongs and drums, and said proudly.

"Bang the gongs and drums, I'll make you very noisy!"

When Zhou Jue heard this, he glanced at the two serious villains and almost laughed. He didn't expect that the watchman could still participate in such a battle. It was considered to be three hundred and sixty lines. You can also compete with Taoist immortals and immortal swords on the same stage.

Pei Qian sneered, and calmly, quite like a martial arts master, took out the famous springs from the treasure box, placed them on the table, pushed them forward, and said.

"Money can make the world go round. Your minions have rebelled and are making noise outside your window! It's your turn!"

Li Huai showed a look of horror, frowned slightly, and took out a clay figurine. This was a statue of an armored general, full of evil energy and astonishing momentum.

"This general on the battlefield is loyal to me. Even if you throw money at him, he won't rebel!"

Li Huai didn't wait for Pei Qian to respond, and took out a clay figurine of Taoist Taoist Whisper, placed it next to the statue of the general, and said.

"I am an immortal master who lives in a Taoist temple on the mountain. If I throw a dust fly over, I can displace the river. Do you admit defeat?"

Pei Qian frowned high, and without reaching for the treasure box, he carefully took out a small golden gourd from his sleeve, glanced at Zhou Jue who was watching the battle, and placed it on the table, with the winning ticket in hand. said.

"This little gourd that I twist with my hand is a very close thing. All kinds of magical arts and magical weapons can be included in it. The whisk of a smelly old Taoist priest is nothing!"

Later, Pei Qian took out the sachet and purse presented by Mrs. Gui from his sleeve, took out a crystal clear cinnamon stick from it, and boasted.

"This is a branch of the laurel tree in the Moon Palace. It takes root on the ground and can grow a laurel tree taller than the mountain!"

Li Huai's eyes were solemn, and he quickly took out the last clay figurine, a fairy riding a crane, ethereal and otherworldly, and not ordinary.

"My maid's mount is a crane. I can secretly steal your cinnamon branches!"

Pei Qian was furious, took off the bamboo sword from his waist, slapped it on the table, and said angrily.

"The fairy sword cuts off the crane's claws, and the precious sword cuts off your maid's head!"

Li Huai's expression became more solemn, and he finally took out the painted puppet of his number one general. It was half an arm high, majestic and extraordinary.

"He can grab your sword with one hand and your sword with the other!"

After that, the two villains used all means to endow their treasures with mysterious magical powers and Taoist magic. They fought fiercely and refused to give in to each other.

Zhou Jue, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was stunned. If someone didn't know better, he would have thought that the four most powerful treasures in the world had been collected by Pei Qian and Li Huai.

The stone table was filled with a dazzling array of belongings belonging to Pei Qian and Li Huai. The two little guys were scheming and pursuing their own schemes. Finally, Li Huai let out a long sigh, cupped his hands and said.

"That's it, I lost! I am inferior to others in terms of skill and one move in chess. I, Li Huai, am a man of heaven and earth and I can afford to lose!"

Pei Qian crossed her arms across her chest and stood tall. After this peak duel, her master's demeanor was completely formed. She nodded slightly, looked at Li Huai with admiration, and said.

"It doesn't matter. Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. Even if you lose, you will be honored. There are only a handful of heroes who can fight with me for so many rounds in the arena!"

Heroes cherish heroes, Li Huai also showed a smile on his face, turned to look at Zhou Jue, and said.

"Zhou Jue, you are lucky to have seen this peak battle."

Pei Qian was also old-fashioned and looked at Zhou Jue sideways with pride, pretending to be humble.

"I'm not the kind of person who likes false reputations, so Master Zhou, just remember it yourself and don't need to publicize it everywhere."

Li Huai and Pei Qian looked at each other, grinned in unison, and expressed sympathy for each other.

Pei Qian thought that Li Huai would go on a study tour in the future, and he must let him know what a true master of the world is, and what the world's best swordsmanship and domineering swordsmanship are.

Li Huai thought about leaving the academy for a long trip in the future, and he would take Pei Qian with him to travel around the world, and he would feel more at ease if they could talk together again.

Zhou Jue was also very considerate, clapped his hands and praised.

"I have gone through hundreds of battles in my life, but I have never seen such a fierce and exciting grandmaster decisive battle. It can be called the first battle in ten thousand years. It is enough to leave a name in history, be famous forever, and be respected by future generations!"

Pei Qian and Li Huai raised their heads high when they heard this. They were full of energy and spirit, and looked arrogant, which made people laugh even more.

"Zhou Jue, you are smart and knowledgeable! If it were Li Baoping, who was so dull, I'm afraid he wouldn't understand the excitement of this battle at all!"

Li Huai mocked shamelessly, with a look of contempt on his face. The person he feared most in the academy was Li Baoping. He couldn't beat her, and he couldn't argue with her. He was always bullied by her.

Zhou Jue smiled but didn't say anything. Li Huai dared to say this only behind Li Baoping's back. There is always someone who can defeat someone else. When Li Huai saw Li Baoping, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. He cried loudly because of being bullied.