Wuxia: Will the night master, the third Confucian saint is exposed

Chapter 21 Seventh on the Confucian Saint List, Eight Dou Merry Cao Qingyi!

In the Sanwei Library, Chen Zhibao thanked Su Yan repeatedly.

Far above the sky, a thunderous thunder boom like a war drum suddenly erupted.

The heroes of all parties in Kyushu looked up one after another.

I saw the clouds in the sky, the picture of the golden list that had already been fixed, at this time, it was full of golden light, roaring, and repeatedly changing in the blink of an eye.

Gradually condensed a few golden and simple characters.

The next Confucian saint is here!

[Golden List Confucian Saint Seventh, Cao Changqing! ] 】

[Affiliation: Former Western Chu].

The magnificent and simple big characters, shining with a cold golden light, were reflected in the pupils of everyone present, full of brilliance and rotation.

Everyone never imagined that the seventh Confucian saint on the golden list would be this invincible official who had already broken the country and his family, Cao Qingyi!

This name reminds everyone of the peerless Tianjiao that was invincible back then, but now seems to have disappeared.

Xichu Cao Changqing!

His face quietly came to mind.

Dressed in a green shirt, a folding fan, a scholarly Confucian crown, and his face is like warm jade.

This is the only memory of Cao Changqing in everyone’s impression.

Decades ago, the Kingdom of Western Chu.

The bereaved Cao Changqing suddenly became famous like a hibiscus out of the water.

Yu Wen runs through ancient and modern times, fighting alone and Confucianism, arguing the world’s three-point literary path.

Yu Wu, alone in the Five Emperor City, fought with the second king of the world, Xianzhi, for three days and three nights, and was defeated in one move.

Yu Yi, the commander on the chessboard went first, and killed the enemy within 30 moves.

Impressed by countless people in the chess world, he was called the undefeated official Cao Guanzi.

The world has gradually forgotten his real name, only remembering that there was a stunning Tianjiao decades ago.

Above the head of Wudi City, even Wang Xianzhi stopped slightly at this time to squeeze the hand of the wine glass.

Some of the uncontrollable hot wine in the glass spilled slightly to the ground, splashing a stream of light.

The second in the world smiled bitterly: “I didn’t expect that the seventh in this gold list would be you guy.” ”

In the eyes looking at the blue sky in the distance, there seemed to be some faint confusion.

Floating restless, trance fades.

It seems to be a little nostalgic.

After all, this Cao Changqing, who was known as an invincible official, was also one of the few people in the current situation who could fight with his Wang Xianzhi.

At that time, Wang Xianzhi guarded the Wudi City, proclaimed himself the second in the world, and defended the gate of heaven for all living beings in the world.

There are countless challengers.

But those who can break through the nine levels under Wudi City are rare, and there are only a few people who can pronounce their names.

One of them is Cao Changqing.

Although he was still defeated by Wang Xianzhi in the end, the extraordinary temperament and scholarly aura were engraved in Wang Xianzhi’s mind like a knife and an axe.

This life is unforgettable.

It’s just that what Wang Xianzhi didn’t expect was that this Qingyi scholar who had lost in his hands.

At this time, he turned into the seventh Confucian saint on the gold list.

“Sure enough, time has passed. Ten years have passed, but the mountains and seas are still the same. People are no longer what they used to be. ”

With a long sigh, Wang Xianzhi raised his head and drank the residual wine in the cup.

I only feel that this sweet and frost-free wine on weekdays is bitter and inexplicable between the tongue and lips at this time.

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In Tai’an City, Zhao Chun clenched his fists, and several green tendons appeared in his palms.

It is difficult to hide the sadness on the face.

This is the first of the several Confucian saints in the present world who does not belong to him.

But he is also one of the few people in the world who hate him the most.

After all, back then, Cao Changqing’s hometown of Western Chu was destroyed in the hands of his southern departure!

It is precisely because of this that Cao Changqing, who was only a scholar at the time, did not hesitate to abandon the text and follow the martial arts in order to avenge the destruction of the country.

Years of wind and frost experience, stepping on the old garden.

All he did was to cultivate his body, take his Zhao Chun’s head, and hang it above the banner of the Western Chu King.

This is a tribute to the motherland.

It’s just that now, the more Confucian saints there are in the world, the more Zhao Chun can’t help but be terrified.

The poisonous Li Yishan, the scholar Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the world’s famous general Chen Zhibao, plus an official invincible Cao Changqing.

Among these 4 people, only Xuanyuan Jingcheng had no grudge with him to the south.

The other three will be more or less entangled.

Among them, the biggest and deepest entanglement are Chen Zhibao and Cao Changqing.

In the hearts of these two, I am afraid that they only need to step on the holy step to make a big move on him without hesitation.

If it continues like this, I am afraid that it will be very dangerous.

Today’s situation seems to be tormenting Zhao Cun on the fire, and he is as anxious as ants on a hot pot, circling around in the lobby.

Yuanbenxi on the side naturally knew the mind of his own monarch.

But now, there is nothing he can do.

I could only stand with my hands down, and I couldn’t help but sigh.

Feeling that fate is ill-fated, the world is cold.

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Xiliang Royal Mansion, under the tide viewing pavilion.

The primitive calm and waveless surface of the water suddenly appeared Dao ripples.

Swing in all directions.

In the faint darkness, there seemed to be a vague voice.

“Cao Changqing is qualified to enter the Confucian Saint?”

The voice is old and hoarse, but there is always a bit of ridicule.

Although a pair of cloudy eyes, their sharp eyes gradually opened.

Smiled: “It seems that I have lived in seclusion for so many years, and many talents have appeared above the rivers and lakes…”

“That’s it. After all, the rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes of young people, and the world is also the world of the latecomers. ”

“It’s just…”

The old eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dazzling light.

“Cao Changqing is a pure reader, and he is not as murderous as Chen Zhibao.”

“But for decades, they only lived for the hatred of the past.”

“If one day he is sanctified, I am afraid that there will be endless waves in the world…”

Between the words, there was unconcealed worry.

Except for a few people, the pupils of all the heroes in Kyushu gathered on the words of the golden list.

Although he knows the grudge between Cao Changqing and Nanli.

But after all, it is not about themselves, and not too many people have delved into it.

On the contrary, from time to time, I think of pieces of praise.

After all, among these 4 saints, only Cao Changqing is the most in line with the image of a scholar in everyone’s mind.

At this time, above the South Mountain, a wisp of green shirt fluttered in the wind, and the folding fan waved lightly.

A middle-aged man with an indifferent face like water, standing tall on the top of Nanshan Mountain.

In the depths of the clouds, peek at the majestic golden words on the gold list.

The palm gently stroked the long beard, and the corners of the mouth gradually filled with a smile.

Warm as jade.

I saw that at this time, the towering text on the gold list suddenly changed again.

The brilliant light and shadow flew chaotically in an instant, obscuring everyone’s sight in an instant.

Like Hong Zhong Da Lu, it emitted a loud sound of gold and iron.

I saw a moment later, a line of big characters appeared above the sky.

[The heavenly wind and currents are monopolized, and the love is trapped in one person in his life. 】

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