Library of Heaven’s Path

Call!

I don’t know how long it took, Zhang hangs out a sigh of relief, black eyes, releasing the light.

"The mood scale has increased by 2.0!"

This time, the word balance is doubled, and the mood scale is doubled from the previous one. It has increased by a full 2.0, and it has reached 19.1. Now, it has broken through to 21.1.

Assessing the requirements of the seven-star teacher is that the state of mind reaches 21, and now he, single-minded, can already compete with the seven-star master!

The four-star teacher, but there is a seven-star teacher's mood scale, spread out, can definitely scare countless people alive.

The most difficult thing for a teacher to grow is not the cultivation, nor the minor occupation. It is the mood scale.

After coming out, the growth is so much, it is indeed right. In a few days, there is really no waste.

Impressed, I was about to put away the book, and I saw the flash of light shining on it. A young man dressed in white and looking elegant, fell to the ground.

is a phantom of light, very clear, like a real person.

"You can find the flaws in my heart without finding a nest, you are very good!"

The young man looks like a 23-year-old, smiles slightly, looks at Zhang Hang, and his eyes are full of appreciation.

"You are... Confucius?"

After hanging, the eyes are round.

In front of this virtual shadow, although young, but the first time the famous teacher, the old man seen in the dream, there are seven or eight similarities.

That is... if you guessed well, this should be when Confucius was young!

Confucius, before the age of 30, reached the nine-star master. Here is the holy platform, that is, when he just sealed the holy, the corresponding teacher level, six stars... twenty-three, four years old, the difference is not Big.

"I really have a surname..."

The young Confucius smiled and said, "I am just thinking about it. I will not stay too long. You can see the problems left by my heart and understand what I mean. Let's understand. Even if there is a fate. This volume is my experience in breaking through the sanctuary. It also contains the practice of cultivation, giving you and carefully comprehending it. It may be of great benefit to your future cultivation."

"Is it a work method?" Zhang hangs down and looks at the books.

The content inside is the same as that carved on the outside rock wall. The only difference is that the Confucius personally wrote his own breath.

When I was outside, I used the library to include the text. I didn’t see any cultivation laws.

Don't the study be careful?

It seems that I have to take a good look later.

"In addition, these fonts contain the essence, qi, and spirit of my sacredness. If you make good use of it, it will be of great help to you."

The young Confucius continued to smile: "To do this, after all, you must rely on yourself, and work hard, hope there is a goodbye!"

After finishing, there are some illusory figures that will collapse at any time.

"Don't be busy...I still have something to ask you. I have seen ancient books. It seems that you have also acquired congenital fetal toxicity. I don't know how to solve it?"

Seeing that he wants to disappear, Zhang Sushun hesitated, can't take care of the so-called books, hurriedly looked over and asked anxiously.

There was a congenital fetal poison in his body. Looking at the ancient books, Confucius was also in the middle. Now I have the opportunity to ask in person, naturally I will not let go.

"You also have a congenital fetal poison?" Hearing the words of the young, the young Confucius.

"Yes!" Zhang said: "How to solve?"

"Haha, I am not alone!"

If he didn't answer his words, the young Confucius's eyes were beaming and he laughed: "There are people who are like me at the end, great..."

Call!

The voice did not fall, and the voice of the young Confucius dissipated.

A thought that was left tens of thousands of years ago, it will not last long. It can be said that it is very good.

"You..."

Zhang hangs over his eyes.

I asked you, you haven't answered me yet...

This guy is really a Confucius?

Is it not a Confucius teacher who has a heart for the world and a life for himself? Is it a good person who is uncompromising?

How do you feel as cumbersome as yourself?

I heard that I had a birth syndrome, but I didn’t say a solution. I was still excited... What is not so lonely, what is the same as you... Is it as bad as you?

The most important thing is that it’s too good... good sister!

The curtain is covered with black lines.

I thought, when I met the Confucius idea, I was sure to ask about the solution to the congenital fetal toxicity. The result... I didn’t have any useful news, but I was laughed at by the other side.

"Forget it, it is estimated that he did not find a solution at this time..."

It’s full of depression, and it’s awkward to think about it.

This idea was left by Confucius, but at that time, but twenty-three or four years old, up to six-star master, the congenital fetal toxicity has not been resolved, and it is normal to say no way!

I really want to ask, I should ask if it is possible to reach the nine-star Confucius.

Shake your head, don't think about it, pick up the book on the table again.

It was compiled from bamboo slips. Although it has been tens of thousands of years, it has not been damaged. The above handwriting is not ink writing, but it is carved in a special way. It is round and full, with amazing discouragement.

"If you can copy these words, my achievements in painting and calligraphy will inevitably increase a lot!"

Feel the power of the shackles revealed in the handwriting.

Confucius, can create a famous teacher profession, the painting is naturally not weak, although the words are only about six stars, but the comprehension in painting and calligraphy is not weaker than some seven stars, even eight-star painters.

If you can take a good look, study hard, and draw a six-star or seven-star together, it should not be difficult.

As for the practice method that the other party said, I have not seen it at present, and I can only go back and study it.

I was planning to take the Tablet, and suddenly I moved my mind and took a book out of my arms.

It is the book of the heavens that suppresses the monks.

I just broke the rock wall of Fengshengtai, for fear of being besieged, and took it out of the ring to prevent any accident.

"What's wrong?"

Open the book and look at the heart in front of you.

This guy has been beating and seems to want to say something.

"This is a Confucius teacher's handwriting, containing his ideas, it is better to give me a swallow! As long as I eat, the strength will recover a lot... At that time, I can help you too!"

The **** is full of greed.

"Dream!"

Zhang hangs a slap in the face.

I thought it was an anecdote. I didn’t expect this guy to want to eat the books I just got. It’s really whimsical.

"These writings are already in your mind, and there is nothing in the books. If you give me, I will use the breath contained in the handwriting to make my own killings pure, even... and imitate the holes. The atmosphere of the teacher, teach others for you!"

After being pumped, I turned over a few fights. The monk stopped and continued: "In any case, it is crushed by your book. I can't escape. The more I recover, the safer you are." ......"

"You don't think about this book! But I will find a way to restore your strength!"

Swing your hand, Zhang Hang is not nonsense, put the Tablet and the book in your arms at the same time.

Is it easy to get a Confucius personally, naturally I can’t let this guy swallow it, and then, if it’s not Luo Ruo, you can’t get it. This book is not your own, but the two .

How to deal with it, you have to negotiate with the other party.

However, the other party said it is good. The higher the strength of this guy is, the safer he is.

There is a heavenly book that is pressed, not afraid of his resistance, and strong and strong to pass the heavens? I can only listen to my own words.

"Don't want to..."

It’s useless to know that you want so much, push the door out of the hut.

The girl’s back was immediately seen standing on the grass not far away, and it looked very lonely.

"How?"

Seeing him appear, the girl turned and smiled.

"Benefits...you? Can you have something to gain?" Zhang Sushou couldn't help but ask.

The other party came here. It seems that I have to verify some kind of guess. The exact location of the teacher’s seal has been found. If she has success, she will not know.

"With some gains, but... forget it, don't say it!"

Don’t want to say more, Luo Ruoqi looked up: "You got the word of the teacher, but you haven’t seen it, go back!"

"Go back?" Zhang hangs a sigh, and hurriedly took the book out of his arms: "This is what we found together, half of you, what should I do?"

"This book is for you to find out what the Confucian teacher got wrong. It is natural for you..." Luo Ruoqi shook his head.

She now understands that before Zhang Shengtai, Zhang Xuan was not vandalism, but solved the problem left by the Confucius, which triggered some kind of prohibition.

The test that the Confucius deliberately left behind.

"No, this is what we got together..." Zhang swayed his head.

If the other party brought him over, I don’t know how to seal the holy platform, let alone this place.

There is now the benefit of the teacher's slogan, and the other party has not got anything. It is really a bit unintentional.

"Confucius personally, others get, for fear of being taken away, you actually have to give someone..."

Seeing this attitude, Luo Ruo smiled and shook his head.

This is not a Chinese cabbage, but a Confucius teacher!

This thing, let go, the Sanctuary valve will fight for it, this guy in front of him, but it is not a serious thing... I really don’t know if it’s stupid or fake.

"Okay, tell you, this thing is useless to me. If I want, I can definitely find more, you can keep it first!"

A faint smile, Luo Ruoyi waved his hand.

"Useless?" Zhang hangs a glimpse.

Although I don’t know why the other person is so confident, but looking at her, it’s not like a fake, I know, it’s a fact.

"Sacred door valve I don't know very well, maybe... there is no shortage of Confucius' handwriting!"

It will soon be awkward.

The other party is very likely to be the sage gate of the Luo family. This kind of big family, the inheritance does not know how long, the Confucius teacher is precious, certainly can still come up with a lot.

Moreover, this handwriting in the hand is only left by the Confucius when he was sealed. There is still a certain distance from the peak. This big family is not normal.

"Then I will be welcome..."

Seeing that the other party really doesn't want to, Zhang Hang no longer said more, put the book close up, looked around and looked at it with a look of confusion: "This is a folding space, how should we go out?"