Taiping Inn

One night passed quickly.

The sun rose in the east, and the clouds were bright.

The sky and the earth were bright.

The sunlight fell on the black armor, making it darker.

Outside the imperial capital, there were black armors everywhere, and there was no end in sight.

Under the "Qin" king's flag, Qin Qing was not wearing armor, but was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, very chic, forming a sharp contrast with Li Xuandu who was dressed in black not far away, as if they were yin and yang fish.

The difference between the two was not just this. Qin Qing was older, but he was quite high-spirited, while Li Xuandu was young, but he looked old-fashioned. The difference in their auras was like the white spots in the black fish and the black spots in the white fish.

Behind Li Xuandu were many masters of the Taoist sect. Standing in one place, there was a faint cloud of mist. Even on the battlefield full of murderous aura, there was a bit of fairy air.

Time moved forward.

Li Xuandu held the last Qingping meeting before dawn. In the Qibao Palace, which was crowded with people in the past, only Li Xuandu sat alone this time. After a long time, the second figure slowly appeared.

Palace official.

Only the palace official attended the meeting this time.

Neither of them deliberately covered their faces this time. The palace official was still the same, with a hanging bun like an unmarried woman, a jade-colored Luoshan on the upper body, a white silk beaded long skirt on the lower body, and a white jade inlaid emerald brocade tied around the waist. Two snow-white and slender white wrists were exposed from the cuffs. On the left wrist was a jade bracelet, on the right wrist was a string of silver bells, and in her hand was a small folding fan. It was like a lady who walked out of a painting, making young men dream and dream of her, or like a fox in the mountains and wilds who cultivated into a spirit, transformed into a human form, stepped into the world of mortals, and played in the world.

The two sat opposite each other in the Qibao Palace of "Xiao Zifu", silent.

After a long time, Li Xuandu finally said, "What do you have to teach me?"

The palace official said indifferently, "I want to tell you that the Holy Lord will not appear in the Imperial Capital. Believe it or not."

Li Xuandu was silent for a long time again, and said softly, "Thank you."

The palace official looked at Li Xuandu deeply, and his figure gradually faded away. Only Li Xuandu was left in the Qibao Palace.

Li Xuandu looked around, thinking of every detail from the establishment of the inn to the establishment of the Qingping Society, and couldn't help but sigh.

Because of the full martial law in the Imperial Capital, there was not much chaos, but the panic of the people could not be concealed.

There is also a Confucian temple in the Imperial Capital, dedicated to the saints and the predecessors.

Since the Liaodong army besieged the city, hermits, high priests, and mountain masters have gathered in the Confucian temple, just as the Taoists gathered in Yuqing Garden.

In just over a year, the old Confucianists were scattered and in a bleak state.

Three of the seven hermits died, Tiger Zen Master died under Zhang Jingxiu's thunder magic, Ziyan Shanren died at the hands of Li Xuandu, and Qinghe Layman died under Zhang Haishi's sword.

If Wu Zhenyue, the former Grand Priest, is included, there are a total of ten Grand Priests, and three of them have died.

Grand Priests Wu Zhenyue and Wu Fengcheng of Sheji Academy died in the Qingqiu Mountain Cave Heaven, and Grand Priest Wang Nanting of Tianxin Academy died in the Great Zhenren Mansion.

Excluding Grand Priests Sikong Daoxuan of Wanxiang Academy and Grand Priest Meng Zheng of Sheji Academy who were not directly involved in this incident, there are only five Grand Priests left, namely: Grand Priest Xie Heng of Tianxin Academy, Grand Priest Yang Song of Tianxin Academy, Grand Priest Ning Qi of Wanxiang Academy, Grand Priest Wen Ren of Wanxiang Academy, and Grand Priest Huang Shiyuan of Sheji Academy.

These high priests have their own positions. For example, the high priest Wen Ren is the most hostile to the Taoist sect among the five high priests, but at the same time, he is the most cautious and vigilant person against the hermits. He is against the Taoist sect and the hermits. Another example is the high priest Ning Qi, who often wavers between advocating war and advocating peace. The other three high priests also have their own considerations and are not completely in line with the hermits.

Then there are the four mountain masters, namely: Qi Foyan, the mountain master of Jinling Academy, Lu Beiqu, the mountain master of Bailu Academy, Nangong Dacheng, the mountain master of Yueyang Academy, and Qian Xinyan, the mountain master of Taishi Academy.

In addition to a lady Jiang who escaped from the saint's mansion to the imperial capital, they are probably the last essence of the Confucian sect.

In the past two months, Li Xuan has been busy with the incarnation of the three corpses. Old Man Long was not idle either. In addition to recuperating from his injuries, he used the imperial capital formation to complete the "Chuanguo Xi" and retrieved the last fairy item from the Tianxin Academy.

The three major palaces are different from each other. In addition to the common worship of the Supreme Sage and Teacher, the Sheji Palace is mainly for the Second Sage and Xunzi, and the Wanxiang Palace has no clear affiliation. The Tianxin Palace has a "heart" in its name, which is closely related to the Sage of Heart.

Elder Long originally thought that the teacher would leave a fairy object to suppress the Taoist sect, because in the memory of Elder Long and several hermits, the Sage of Heart actually had a weapon, a ruler. I don't know how many Taoist masters were defeated by this ruler, just like the children who were hit on the palm of their hands by the teacher in the elementary school. After the Sage of Heart ascended, this ruler disappeared. Many people think that this ruler is collected in the Tianxin Palace.

But to Elder Long's surprise, the fairy object in the Tianxin Palace was not the ruler that made both Confucianism and Taoism remember it deeply, but a jade pendant.

This jade pendant is called "Zhu Huan". As the name suggests, it is ring-shaped. It did not come from the sage of Xinxue, but was a fairy item passed down from generation to generation by the sage of Neo-Confucianism. Only the great priest Wang Nanting knew the specific reason. Unfortunately, Wang Nanting had died in the Great Immortal's Mansion, and no one knew the reason anymore.

When the sage of the School of Mind was alive, the disciples of the School of Mind dominated the Confucian school. To this day, it is still the disciple of the sage, Old Man Long, who is behind the scenes manipulating the Confucian school. However, the School of Mind and the School of Principle also have something in common. It can be said that the School of Mind came from the School of Principle. It was only later that the sage of the School of Mind partially denied the School of Principle and embarked on the path of the integration of the three religions. From this perspective, it is reasonable for the sage of the School of Mind to leave the immortal objects of the sage of the School of Principle.

Immortal objects have their own uses. The use of this immortal object is not to kill enemies on the battlefield, nor to fight with others, but to communicate with heaven and earth.

Old Man Long gently stroked the "red ring" in his hand, and his eyes swept over the people present one by one.

Finally, it was Chiyang Weng who broke the silence: "Brother, you can't hesitate any longer."

Old Man Long said softly: "When a saint comes to the world, someone must serve as a container."

Everyone was silent, and Mr. Bailu said: "Then let the saint choose. If he chooses me, I will accept it calmly."

After Mr. Bailu said this, it was difficult for others to refuse. After looking at each other, they all nodded in agreement.

Old Man Long said: "In this case, let the saint decide."

After saying that, Old Man Long spread out his five fingers, and the "red ring" in his hand turned into countless light spots, floating out.

This fairy item can only be used once, and its function is far superior to other fairy items.

It rained in the Imperial Capital.

This rain clearly occurred in the early summer, but it was like spring rain, like cow hair, like fine needles, woven thinly and densely, covering the entire Imperial Capital.

The rain and fog were everywhere, and the rain threads were strung into a bead curtain, like smoke and clouds.

The rustling sound of rain was like silkworms eating mulberry leaves.

The great men of the Confucian school walked out of the main hall and came to the courtyard to bathe in the spring rain.

At some point, the spring rain covering the Confucian Temple turned into a rain of light, like the gorgeous fireworks on New Year's Eve, and like countless fireflies flying in groups, drowning the figures of these great men.

They were motionless and said nothing, waiting for the judgment of fate.

In fact, Old Man Long was different from others, because he was strong enough. As long as he was not willing, he could not become a container, so he was very calm. He only felt that these light rains penetrated through his clothes and penetrated into his body, making his few hidden injuries recover quickly and rejuvenate.

Even without the blessing of the "Seal of the State", Old Man Long's appearance was also getting younger, truly rejuvenating.

This spring rain happened in the middle of the night, and it could be said that it was like the wind that blew into the night. At that time, Li Xuandu was in a trance, and the other Taoists were blocked by the dragon energy of the Imperial Capital and did not notice the mystery.

But Qin Qing felt some subtle changes in the dark, and his eyes never left the direction of the Imperial Capital, even though he did not see anything.

Bai Xiushang stood beside Qin Qing and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Qin Qing was silent for a long time, and slowly said, "I feel something is wrong. The people in the Confucian sect have not taken any action. They must not be sitting and waiting to die. I think they have some plan."

Bai Xiushang asked, "What will be the last fairy item of the three major palaces?"

Qin Qing shook his head and said, "I don't know. There is no news from Wandu Sect. I think the inn of Zifu is the same."

Bai Xiushang said, "I heard that even the hermits don't know that the Confucian sect is so well hidden. It must be a fairy item with the power of heaven and earth. Last time, the Confucian sect almost killed Zifu with the "fairy item". This time, I'm afraid it's..."

Qin Qing said softly, "What are you afraid of? What can we do if we are afraid? Having come this far, can we still retreat? No matter what, we can only move forward."

Bai Xiushang's thousands of words turned into a sigh.

It is indeed something wrong.

At that time, on Kunlun Yuxu Peak, the Supreme Taoist Ancestor was able to show his sainthood in the world, so why can't the saints of Confucianism show their sainthood?

At this time, the inside and outside of the city became two different worlds.

In a blink of an eye, it was already morning outside the city, the bright moon disappeared, the dark sky turned into deep blue, and a trace of fish belly white appeared at the end of the sky, and soon after, the rosy clouds appeared.

There was still drizzling rain in the city, shrouded in rain and fog, and the sky was dim, which seemed to be yin and yang with the rosy clouds outside the city.

The light rain covering the Confucian Temple finally stopped gradually.

Old Man Long became young again, about the age of knowing his destiny, and for some reason, there was a little more gold in his beard and hair.

The blind eye of the Golden Toad Old Man was restored to its original state, and his two eyes had turned into pure gold at some point.

Mr. Bailu and Mr. Chiyang also benefited from it, and their aura was no longer decayed and old, and they were rejuvenated.

Elder Long felt something in his heart and turned to look at the main hall of the Confucian Temple.

In the middle, at the highest point, hangs the portrait of the Great Sage Teacher, below which is the portrait of the Second Sage, to the left of which is the portrait of the Sage of Neo-Confucianism, and to the right is the portrait of the Sage of Mind.

At this moment, the portrait of the Sage of Neo-Confucianism fluttered to the ground.