In Xiajigong, Start Rolling Mud Pills To Save The Gods On The Land

"Xu Xiaozi, do you know how many years there have been no Confucian saints in the Great Li Dynasty?"

At the end of the funeral procession, Xu Fengnian followed the old swordsman, and suddenly heard his question as he walked slowly.

"Apart from Zhang Fuyao, the Confucian sage eight hundred years ago, there has never been a Confucian sage in the Great Li Dynasty, right?"

Xu Fengnian thought for a moment, then responded.

"Yeah, it's really a pity that there will be no Confucian saints in eight hundred years."

The old Sword God's turbid eyes were full of pity, as if the battle that happened not long ago was still vivid in his mind. Very shocking impression.

"Who would have thought that a useless person who everyone looks down on would have such courage."

Xu Fengnian pondered for a moment, but then he thought, if this Confucian sage did not have such a state of mind and courage, how could he have achieved such success?

Dragons have inverse scales, they will die if you touch them!

The same is true for this Confucian sage. He can turn a deaf ear to all the insults, because Xuanyuan Jingcheng feels that these people, things, and these insults are completely less important than reading.

However, when the scholar was touched by the real inverse scale, it broke out completely.

This Ni scale is nothing but the new head of the Xuanyuan family who is carrying the coffin in front of him.

"Old Sword God, do you think we should stay longer? After all, there are many people staring at the Xuanyuan family now!"

The Xuanyuan family suffered heavy losses, the world-famous, Xuanyuan family Dinghaishenzhen died, and the newly promoted Confucian sage was gone.

Soon, someone will smell the opportunity. Today's Xuanyuan family is weaker than ever before.

If they can take a shot and take a bite on top of the huge fat meat of the Xuanyuan family, I am afraid that the strength of their respective forces will skyrocket immediately!

"Didn't you make an agreement with that little girl?"

The old swordsman seemed a little surprised when he heard the words, and looked at Xu Fengnian randomly and strangely:

"I think you're fancying someone's little girl, right?"

Xu Fengnian sneered a few times and didn't answer.

Soon, the team was about to arrive at the burial site, but at this moment, Tiangong was not beautiful. There were thunderstorms between the dark clouds, as if a torrential rain was about to fall.

But at this time, no one cared, even Xu Fengnian, the eldest son, never let the blue bird on the side hold an umbrella for him.

Soon, the team reached the end, Xuanyuan Qingfeng clenched his teeth tightly, and slowly put the coffin he was carrying into the tomb, and then seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. Shouting, he rushed to the tomb again, holding Xuanyuan Jingcheng and burst into tears.

When the people present saw this scene, they had mixed feelings in their hearts.

Xu Fengnian in the distance seemed a little unbearable, opened an oil-paper umbrella, and stood behind Xuanyuan Qingfeng to protect her from the rain.

A generation of Confucian saints, as he said, he will lose after the flowers bloom.

In front of the tomb, it became silent at this moment.

The heavy rain poured down, Xuanyuan Jingcheng died, the heaven and earth grieved!

In the heavy rain, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's whimper came, which added a bit of a sad atmosphere to the world. At this moment, everyone in the Xuanyuan family in Huishan looked sad.

Today, the ancestor of Xuanyuan Dapan has perished, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Jingxuan, both of whom are respectful, also perished. Where will the Xuanyuan family go in the future?

Everyone in the Xuanyuan family was at a loss.

However, at this very moment, in the pouring rain, there seems to be a melodious song echoing in the mountains.

"The shoes are broken, the hat is broken,..."

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help but look towards the col, but saw a figure slowly approaching Daxueping in the pouring rain.

"The cassock on the body is broken - you laugh at me, he laughs at me, a fan breaks -"

Everyone was in a trance, and the man's singing came from the misty rain curtain, and in the madness, there was a bit of freedom!

Everyone present looked at each other in dismay, and upon closer inspection, the person who came was a drunk monk dressed as a beggar.

Wearing a tattered cassock, holding a wine jug in one hand and a smoked dog's leg in the other, sloppy and oily.

Seeing the person coming, Xuanyuan Qi looked bad, and now the Xuanyuan family has fallen into a low ebb, but not everyone can be presumptuous in the Huishan realm.

"It's really a tiger who fell and Pingyang was bullied by a dog! Hurry up and get out of the stinky beggar, don't you want to be presumptuous in my Huishan!"

Hearing this, all the servants of the Xuanyuan family behind Xuanyuan Qi drew their swords one after another. At this moment, the atmosphere on the Daxueping was tense!

However, the old swordsman on the side looked at Li Xiuyuan with a somewhat surprised expression. Just now, he felt the breath in front of the mountain gate, and it was from the young man in front of him.

"Who is the master?"

Old Man Li ignored the Xuanyuanqiu beside him and asked Li Xiuyuan.

Seeing Old Man Li speak, Xuanyuan Qi who was beside him suddenly lost his voice. This one just hit the big Xueping all the way. Xuanyuan Qi knew that he was not an opponent, so he naturally did not dare to make trouble.

"Poor monk... The law is called Daoji! Going up the mountain today is to save people!"

Li Xiuyuan swayed, a bit of drunkenness on his face.

Li Xiuyuan pointed at the Confucian sage in Xuanyuan Qingfeng's arms at the tomb with the smoked dog's leg, and smiled faintly.

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