The world's most invincible

Chapter 392 The old gentleman and Yan Da
In the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, there is an ancient road.

Li Chaoyi continued to drive the donkey cart towards the apricot altar.

On both sides of the Daxing Ancient Road, more and more monks from all walks of life gathered together, almost like two giant dragons, following each other on both sides of the ancient road.

The girl Yun Muhui would still come out for two hours basically every day, but because she didn't like being watched by these people, she used a secret method to cover it up so that no one knew she existed.

In the evening of this day, when I passed an abandoned ancient pass, the ruddy sunset hung in the western sky, casting a gorgeous afterglow, making the entire ancient pass look primitive and vicissitudes of life.

Xiao Qianjun stood on the donkey cart and was very happy to see the beautiful scenery.

But when I think about Senior Brother's trip, I feel a little worried.

I couldn't help but ask: "Elder brother, how long will it take until we get to Xingtan?"

Li Xiangye looked across the ancient pass and looked ahead, saying: "There are about three days left. Why, Xiao Qian'er is a little impatient? How about I send you back to the academy first?"

Xiao Qianjun shook his head: "No, I want to stay with senior brother."

She is no longer the Xiao Qianjun she used to be. She is already somewhat useful. If the senior brother encounters difficulties in Xingtan, she can still be of some help.

Of course, she still believed in her senior brother.

Li Chaoyi couldn't help but smile when he saw her full of thoughts.

The girl Yun Muhu held her chin in her hands and looked quietly towards the south.

Eight hundred miles away in the south, there is an Immortal Burial Mountain. Three thousand years ago, she followed her master's old wine jar and climbed aboard to search for an ancient immortal.

Although the ancient immortal was not found in the end, the master and the apprentice had a great time visiting the Immortal Burial Mountain and got some other opportunities.

"Master Li, I have to leave." She suddenly said.

Li Chaoyi turned around and followed her gaze towards the looming mountain in the south. He probably guessed what she was going to do and replied: "Miss Yun, go on your own. Just remember to come back in time. Your current state is still the same." Can’t stay away from Wanxiang Update Print for too long.”

The girl Yun Muxi nodded and disappeared from the donkey cart in the next moment.

When Xiao Qianjun saw it, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Senior Brother, Sister Yun has such a magical escape technique. What state is she in now? Compared with you, Senior Brother, who is higher?"

Li Chaoyi smiled and said: "Of course she is taller. Miss Yun has been in the blue sky for three thousand years. Even though she is not very old, in fact, in terms of realm, there are few people in the world who can compare with her."

Xiao Qianjun was a little confused.

The senior brother also said that Sister Yun had been in Biluotian for three thousand years, and said that she was not very old, so was she old or not?
What kind of state is Sister Yun in now?
Li Chaoyi saw the little guy's doubts, but smiled and said nothing.

The relationship between the girl Yun Musha and the Goddess Empress is one that cannot be found anywhere else in the world. It is indeed a bit complicated, and it is normal for the little guy not to understand it.

Soon the donkey cart passed through the abandoned ancient pass and entered the boundary of Xingtan.

If nothing else happens, we will arrive at Xingtan in three days.

However, when the sun just rose from the east the next morning, as expected, something unexpected happened. An old man in a white gown with a figure as clear as a crane appeared on the ancient road and blocked the way. .

On the mountains on both sides of the ancient road, I suddenly became excited when I saw someone blocking the road.

Finally there is something to watch again.

Li Chaoyi stopped the carriage, looked at it carefully, and asked loudly: "I dare to ask, but in person to Mr. Hegu?"

The old man, who was as tall as a crane, replied in a deep voice: "That's me."

Li Qingyi immediately bowed to him and said, "I entered Li Qingyi after graduating from Hanshan Academy in Gezhou in the north. I have met Mr. Hegu!"

The old man returned the gift with his hand.

Li Songyan, also known as Chang Nian, also known as Mr. Hegu, is a pure and kind-hearted Confucian from Jiuzhou, and is also the first doctor of the Confucian Academy of the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

Not only among the Confucian scholars in the world, but also in hundreds of holy places, he is quite famous and is recognized as a great Confucian in the world.

More importantly, Mr. Hegu and Mr. Li Changyi, Zhou Lengxi, had a close friendship. Even though it was the first time they met, Li Changyi recognized him at a glance.

Li Changyi heard that Mr. Hegu had entered the holy realm more than a hundred years ago, but he didn't expect that he stayed in the human world and did not fly to the sky with him.

"Sir, I'm here. I didn't come far to welcome you. Please forgive me. I wonder if you have any advice?" Li Changye said politely.

Xiao Qianjun had never heard of Mr. Hegu, but when he saw his senior brother acting like this, he also stood up and bowed his hands.

"Xiao Qianjun has met Mr. Hegu!"

Mr. Hegu looked at Xiao Qianjun with a kind smile on his face: "Xiao Qianjun, I have heard Brother Hengzhou mention you a long time ago. You are indeed a pure nature with a lovely aura, which is rare in the world."

"This is [Tianmu Lingshui]. It should be regarded as a meeting gift. Please accept it."

The old gentleman took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and brought it to Xiao Qianjun using the art of controlling objects through the air.

"Hengzhou" is the name of his wife. When Xiao Qianjun heard this, he knew that this old gentleman was an old acquaintance of his wife. When he saw this greeting gift, he didn't know whether he should accept it or not.

So she turned to look at her senior brother.

Li Chaoyi rubbed the little guy's head and said with a smile: "Mr. Hegu is my best friend. The elder has given you a gift, so just accept it."

Xiao Qianjun immediately held the white porcelain bottle with both hands and thanked her sweetly: "Thank you, Mr. Hegu!"

When the old gentleman saw Xiao Qianjun accepting the gift, his expression became more kind.

Looking to the side, he saw Li Changye looking at him eagerly.

He was slightly stunned. Do you want a meeting gift?

Although you are both Zhou Hengzhou's disciples and it is your first time meeting each other, how old is Xiao Qianjun and how old are you?
Besides, the purpose of his coming today is not just to catch up with old friends.

But think about it again, as the saying goes, "Eating people is soft-spoken, and taking advantage of others is short-handed." Is it easier to handle things later if you give a greeting gift?

So he reluctantly took out an isolated volume of ancient books he had just obtained from his sleeve, passed it over and said, "Since you are also a disciple of Brother Hengzhou, a meeting gift is naturally indispensable."

"I heard from Brother Hengzhou that you are determined to read books all over the world. This is the "Longyang Yeyu Collection" left by Mr. Longyang, the great sage of Southwest Tianyaozhou 1,200 years ago, so I will give it to you."

Li Chaoyi was overjoyed when he heard this, and he immediately accepted the ancient book unceremoniously: "Thank you, Mr. Hegu!"

The old gentleman's beard trembled. In fact, this "Longyang Yeyu Collection" was just won by a bet from an old friend of aristocratic family, and he hadn't even had time to read it himself.

But since it has been sent away, I can only pretend to be calm.

After accepting the gift, he was the elder, so he asked with a straight face: "Li Gengxin, do you know why I am here this time?"

Li Chaoyi was looking down at "Longyang Yeyu Collection". Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. Please tell me sir."

The old gentleman said: "Li Gengxin, 383 lives were lost in Yan's Manor in Tianshui River, but was it you who did it?"

Li Chaoyi had quickly finished reading "Longyang Yeyu Collection" and liked it very much. He carefully put it away and shook his head again: "No, as a disciple of Confucianism, I have been taught by sages since childhood, how could I do such a sad thing?" Doing the right thing?"

The old gentleman asked: "Really?"

"No."

"Okay, I believe you, then let me ask you again, are you going to Xingtan during your trip?"

This time Li Xianyue nodded: "Yes." "What is the purpose? Is it really like what outsiders say, to cause a big fuss in the apricot world?"

Li Chaoyi looked surprised: "How can there be such a rumor? As a Confucian scholar from Beizhou, this junior has traveled thousands of miles to come to the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Naturally, he has to go on a pilgrimage to Xingtan."

"This is what Confucian scholars in the world should do. How could anyone think that this junior is going to make a fuss in the apricot altar?"

"How ridiculous this is!"

The old gentleman looked at Li Xiangyue very suspiciously. Of course, Li Xiaozi's words were correct, but his tone was full of frivolity, and something felt wrong.

Especially because there are rumors in the outside world that it was someone from the Confucian sect who first exposed Li Qianyi's murder of Yan's manor.

Xing Tan, together with Mo Cheng, issued a Jiuzhou pursuit order to the world.

Therefore, Li Changyi hated Xingtan and wanted to go to Xingtan to seek "justice" for himself.

The old man thought this made sense, especially after Li Xiangyi repelled all the interceptors and pointed his sword directly at Xingtan, he had no doubts anymore.

"Mr. Tsuruya, what I said is true. I guarantee you based on my husband's character!"

Seeing that the old gentleman was suspicious, Li Qianye moved out of his husband's house.

The old gentleman had seen this old friend's introduction to his eldest disciple in a letter sent to him by Zhou Lengxi. He had a lazy and uninhibited temperament.

Even if he does something to "deceive his master and destroy his ancestors", it doesn't seem strange.

So he asked again: "Are you really just going on a pilgrimage to pay homage to the Master's holy relics?"

Li Chaoyi replied: "Of course there is something else?"

The old gentleman was a little nervous: "What's the matter?"

"Washing away my grievances, this junior obviously didn't do anything. As a result, everyone in the world thought that I was responsible for the loss of more than 380 lives in Yan's Manor. Naturally, I can't admit it and want to get my innocence back. "

"Then why do you have to go to Xingtan?"

"This junior is a Confucian disciple, and the death order against me was issued by Xingtan and Mocheng together. Does Mr. Hegu think there is any other place more suitable than Xingtan to wash away my grievances?"

The old gentleman began to think.

Finally, he nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, but why didn't you say it all along the way?"

Li Changyue said aggrievedly: "The world has long recognized that I am that heinous evil man. How have they ever given me a chance to speak out? Who doesn't come here and scream for beating and killing?"

"Only someone as honest and fair as Mr. Hegu will allow me to explain."

"It's pitiful that I, the direct descendant of a great Confucian family, live in the Divine Continent of China, where Confucianism flourishes most, but have no place to stay, and how miserable it is to be speechless!"

Xiao Qianjun couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to cover his face with his hands. The senior brother was so good at acting that he looked even better than the actors on the stage.

Mr. Tsurutani looked at it, but couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.

Brother Hengzhou has soared into the sky, and although Mr. Li is famous, he no longer has the support of his elders. Especially in this unfamiliar land of China, it is even more pitiful.

As Brother Hengzhou's best friend, he should have come out long ago.

Instead, he believed the rumors and came to make things difficult for him.

"Thank you for your trouble, I didn't think well." The old gentleman said lovingly, "The Master's Conference has already been held in Xingtan. I want to send a master to invite you to Xingtan."

"The academy also wants to send a master in charge of the law to come and question him."

"Little Li, let's do this. You can safely take Xiao Qianjun on your way, and leave the rest to me. I think I'm still a bit thin in this country."

Li Changyi didn't expect that the old gentleman would really believe him, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He seemed to be "a gentleman bullying others" once again.

At that moment, he burst into tears and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Hegu. I am so grateful that I can't repay you. I really... deserve it!"

The old gentleman waved his hand and said, "No, I have had a relationship with your husband for hundreds of years. Why should I care about such a trivial matter?"

"You go on, I'm going to go too!"

Then the old gentleman rode the wind and left.

Li Xiangye laughed.

On the mountains on both sides, the monks from all walks of life who had been looking forward to a fight and watching a good show were all a little disappointed.

Li Changyi ignored them, returned to the carriage, waved his whip, and continued to drive the donkey cart eastward.

Xiao Qianjun said in a low voice: "Elder brother, isn't it bad to deceive Mr. Hegu like this?"

Li Xiangyi glanced at her: "Who lied? Everything I said is the truth."

Xiao Qianjun stuck out his tongue and made a face.

Li Xianyue knocked her on the head and asked her to drive. He lay down and took out "Longyang Yeyu Collection" and started reading.

……

Just when Li Changyi was leisurely heading to Xingtan, the ruins of Yan's Manor in the Tianshui area welcomed a tall figure with a scar on his face.

When the rangers and wild cultivators near the ruins saw this tall figure with a scar on his face, they did not dare to step forward. Instead, they ran far away to avoid being found.

Because this person is none other than the current patriarch of the Yan family, Yan Zongtian, the eldest son of the Yan family.

After receiving the news, he finally returned from overseas.

The rangers and wild cultivators did not dare to approach, but several middle-aged scribes and Mohist rangers came forward to greet them.

Along with them, there was the five or six-year-old orphan of the Yan family.

"Uncle!"

Seeing the familiar figure, Yan Zongchao's youngest daughter, the only remaining one, immediately pounced on him.

Yan Zongtian bent down, picked up his niece, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "Niuniu, don't be afraid, uncle is back."

The little girl nodded: "Yeah, uncle, father and mother, as well as aunt, eldest sister, brother, they are all dead, uncle wants to avenge them!"

Listening to his little niece's milky and pitiful voice, Yan Zongtian looked cold and said: "I will do it, Niuniu, don't worry, I will leave everything to my uncle."

The little girl nodded again and said nothing.

After a while, he lay on Yan Zongtian's shoulder and fell asleep.

Until this moment, Yan Zongcai looked at the Confucian scribes and Mohist rangers beside him: "Thank you all!"

The left-behind Confucian scribes and the Mohist knights returned the greeting together: "Mr. Yan Da, you are so polite. That guy Li Qianyi is so cruel that he could commit such a murderous act. Now that Mr. Yan Da is finally back, we can deal with him!" "

(End of this chapter)