The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

How long has it been for a mere He Xiangu to cultivate, he has already been the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and he is the arrogant Tianjiao.

Shangdong Eight Immortals does not have a simple character, this Lu Dongbin has been famous for a long time.

In this world of great controversy, great feedback has erupted.

From the perspective of breath alone, this person is stronger than before.

Gaidai Tianjiao won't talk about it.

From the level of the young king alone, there was the White Emperor first, then the Jin Chanzi who came from behind, and this Daoji who also had great potential, plus Lu Dongbin in front of him, plus other unborn, or hidden young boys. On behalf of Tianjiao.

These people are all separated by a piece of paper from the Young King, it just takes time to become the Young King!

However, the prehistoric heritage erupts, and Spiritual Qi madly feeds back. For geniuses, the most indispensable thing is time.

Geniuses have amazing talents. As long as they have an epiphany and Realm arrives, the cultivation of the Cultivation Base will soon be a matter of course.

Looking at Lu Dongbin, Bu Feihua decided to take action.

In the distance, Daoji's situation is not very good. He has been in a state of being suppressed. If Daoji is Death, the system's punishment is not a joke.

In the battle of Taixue, what is fighting is the awe-inspiring righteousness, and what is fighting is a literary mind.

Taixuedao is half-sage, with a literary spirit covering nine thousand miles.

For a time, Bu Feihua's whole body was full of righteousness, directly inspiring the awe-inspiring aura of Confucianism.

The whole body is upright, like a round of bright sun, sweeping out the bright universe in the sky and the earth.

Lu Dongbin's eyelids twitched and his face changed.

The opponent is still trying to make a move, but from the perspective of that momentum, it is already a bit tyrannical.

Only in terms of the vigor and purity of the literary spirit, the extraordinary literary qi is far from comparable to other Taixues. Furthermore, if you learn to fight too much, the literary qi is the foundation, poetry, song, piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, too much learning is true. The means of attack.

This is what really changed Lu Dongbin's expression.

"This person has become stronger again."

Lu Dongbin's expression was a bit solemn.

Even Emperor Donghua, who was watching the play, reduced the interest on his face and paid attention for a while.

"Lu Dongbin, your opponent is not weak! Don't despise the enemy, so as not to suffer a big loss, don't blame me for not reminding you, then you will have to let me clean your tail for you."

Emperor Donghua’s reminder caused Lu Dongbin to be extremely cold, and he looked at Emperor Donghua coldly: "Emperor Donghua, you and I are equal, you should not stigmatize me as an elder!"

"Oh! That's really sorry."

Emperor Donghua was not angry. He was not conscious of being rejected because of his own kindness, but also coldly treated. He still smiled.

Bu Feihua's eyes flickered, turning a blind eye to the ambiguous attitude of Lu Dongbin and Donghua Emperor, but he was very jealous of Donghua Emperor, and sometimes beware of this person.

"You have too much nonsense, fight if you want to fight!"

Bu Feifan said impatiently.

He hates chattering people the most in his life. In his opinion, he can kill or kill. There is so much nonsense, and in the end it is death. The act of purely wasting tongue is a waste of each other's time.

The killing will begin, and the wind and rain will be precarious.

Lu Dongbin was really irritated by Bu Feihua, his temperament was cold, and the ancient fairy sword buzzed out of its sheath.

With a "clang", the fairy sword was pulled out from the scabbard by itself, the cold glow of the sword was a bit dazzling like a blade.

The fairy sword fell on its own and was held firmly by Lu Dongbin.

"This trip is a coincidence, but it is an encounter, and it is destiny."

"Take your life!!"

Bu Feihua was extremely indifferent, at this moment he spoke, and a poem ended in his mouth.

Immediately, a murderous peerless killing sword appeared in front of Bu Feihua with its monstrous silver light. The sword fell from the sky, setting off a boundless momentum, and appeared in front of everyone with a whistling.

As soon as he appeared, it was murderous, and Sword Qi was vertical and horizontal.

Killer move vs. killer move!

Immortal sword versus Confucian sword.

Taixue Dao is the way of gentlemen, and the sword is also the sword of gentlemen.

Swordsman, the king of a hundred soldiers, is a synonym for justice, integrity, and a symbol of Confucianism.

The literary spirit covers nine thousand miles, a sigh of righteousness sweeps the universe, and a Confucian sword slashes the sun and the moon.

The collision of the Confucian sword and the fairy sword intertwined endless friction sounds, accompanied by strands of sparks.

Bu Feifan and Lu Dongbin looked at each other, and they were only a foot apart, and their eyes were cold killing intent that would last forever.

The biting wind, Xiao Han's meaning,

The heaven and the earth seemed to be dead, and there were only two life and death lore left.

A strong sense of killing permeated, like the wind of autumn, with a coldly autumn killing, setting off endless killing and drowning infinite misery.

The pleasant lore is the numb indifference after thousands of years of penance.

At this moment, all the trials, all the hardships, all the unyielding, all the hard cultivation, non-stop, diligent cultivation, all in the limit of life and death, have been verified.

"An extraordinary step, I want you to die!"

Lu Dongbin roared lowly.

"Lu Dongbin, I want to go to the hole. Eight Immortals will never be immortals!"

Step extraordinary indifference and wild talk.

Sword sword sword!

Zhan Zhan Zhan! !

The crisp and constant collision of the fairy swords turned into the constant ringing of jingle bells.

The constant roaring echoes are the fierce bombardment of each other's fast attack.

The cold kills the bones, and the anger whirls.

In the end, intertwined in the eyes, the reflections are their indifferent figures.

Taixuedao is half-sage, and teaches Da Luo Jinxian to the master.

The same Realm, the top Cultivation Base, the terrifying breath collides, exploding the earth.

It was a counter-shock from the aftermath of combat power, and their blood was tumbling.

The monstrous blood is flowing, and the strong heartbeat resounds like a drum of war of gods and demons.

The flaming blood and terrifying aura swept away, solidified the wind and clouds between the world and the earth, and the space collapsed. That is the effect of the respective strong and sturdy bodies tearing the air apart because of their fast fight.

Taixue Tao and Xian Tao.

The slaying was invincible, the slaying blood flowed back, the skull was almost lifted, the blood flowed, and they each fell back into the body.

The monstrous Qi Blood Qi breath, really like an ancient sacred furnace.

The frightened battle and the cruel duel of life and death made even the Emperor Donghua palpitations.

"Is this still a big Luo Jinxian level showdown? This burst of energy is already a quasi-sage level killing!"

Emperor Donghua didn't care yet, thinking that the duel between the two was just a trifling matter, but now his eyes changed.

He began to worry about Lu Dongbin.

Because the step is too strong, although it is too learned, but the displayed physique and methods are no less than Martial Dao fairy.

"It's comparable to the witch race's physique, and it's as flexible as a Taoist killing method. Is this still too learned?"

"Isn't Taixue relying on Taixue, only to attack from a long distance?"

Emperor Donghua was really lost.

His worries are inevitable. Lu Dongbin's relationship with him is extraordinary. If Lu Dongbin dies, he will be greatly traumatized. At the same time, Lu Dongbin is even more related to his chance for enlightenment.

"If it is absolutely necessary, once Lu Dongbin is defeated, he will fight against Lu Dongbin's dissatisfaction, and he will be killed!"

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