Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 223
The avatar of the dignified saint, the sub-sage, who shouldered the luck of a sect, was beheaded and killed by a fellow monk in full view.

Yuan Shi only felt that there was a sneer in the eyes of countless monks in the immortal world looking at him.

Yuan Shi took a deep breath, suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

With a thought, he tore apart the space and returned to Yuxu Palace.

Meditate on the Supreme Immortal Dharma of Yuqing to cleanse a dusty Taoist heart.

Beiju Luzhou, Jiuchongtian, the demon emperor Lu Ya was wearing an imperial robe, refreshed, obviously very satisfied with this lower world evangelism.

"This time preaching in the lower realms, I have gained a lot of luck. Given time, I will definitely regain the 33rd heaven and recast the glory of the monster race."

Under the pressure of Lu, the five demon saints and countless Da Luo demon gods all worshiped with loud voices.

"Take back the heavens and recast the glory of the monster race!"

"Take back the heavens and recast the glory of the monster race!"

"Take back the heavens and recast the glory of the monster race!"

The sorcerer Kunpeng stood aside, with a gleam in his eyes.

Lu Ya is extraordinary, talented and general, with a calm mind and great perseverance.

Maybe he can really accomplish the feat that the two demon emperors failed to accomplish back then.

At that time, with the help of heaven's luck, maybe he, Kunpeng, may not have no chance to prove the Tao.
At this moment, Kunpeng's unrestrained heart seemed to really merge into the heaven.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed in the human world.

On this day, in the doctor's study palace, Confucius slowly stopped preaching.

The 72 disciples under the door froze, all showing doubts.

It was obvious that he had just been intoxicated by Confucius' preaching, and the whole person hadn't reacted yet.

Kong Qiu smiled slightly, and said to everyone, "I read the books of various schools of thought in the palace of doctoral studies, and developed another system of Confucianism from the Confucian school. Let me tell you about it today." .”

72 Upon hearing this, the direct disciple immediately became interested, "Dare to ask the teacher, what kind of system is it?"

"The theories of various schools of thought have never been self-contained. If our Confucian school forms its own system, it will overwhelm all schools of thought!"

"Also ask the teacher to preach, and we will all listen!"

Confucius smiled slightly, and then said, "This system is a set of practice methods. It is the result of my study of the theories of various schools of thought. , thus despising all schools of thought."

At the end of Kong Qiu's speech, his expression was unusually severe. Coupled with his height of more than two meters, it gave off a very strong sense of oppression.

"Yes, the disciple understands."

The 72 disciples replied in unison.

Kong Qiu stood up slowly, and his feet were full of literary energy, turning into clouds.

The atmosphere of Confucianism and Taoism climbed to the extreme at this time!
The literary spirit is rich, mighty and mighty, all evils avoid and retreat, and ten thousand dharmas do not invade!
Kong Qiu walked slowly, with a flat face, and the words in his mouth were endless, every time he took a step, every time he uttered a word, the clouds transformed by his literary energy would lift him up a little bit.

"I, Kongqiu, today opened up the method of Confucianism and Taoism. All my Confucian and Taoist monks read thousands of volumes of books and travel thousands of miles, and cultivate a literary spirit in their hearts. The literary spirit is added to the body, and the evil will not invade, and the ten thousand dharmas will not be destroyed!"

The sound of Gun Gun spewed out from Kong Qiu's mouth, swept across the whole world, and fell into the ears of all living beings in the Three Realms.

At this moment, all the monks of the prehistoric and desolate races showed shock on their faces.

"Confucius is very bold, and the Confucianism and Taoism practice system, I don't know what is so mysterious."

"Hmph, how is the new system so easy to create, and you are not afraid of losing your teeth if you talk big."

"The human race already has the golden elixir avenue. If we develop this Confucianism and Taoism practice system, wouldn't it mean that the human race will have two kinds of cultivation methods?"

Shock was revealed on the faces of the prehistoric peoples, and even the eyes of the saints were attracted, and they fell on Kong Qiu, and began to calculate with great magic power.

What kind of ability does this Confucius have to develop another system of practice.

It can be calculated for a long time, the great magic power of all the saints has been offset by the literary spirit of Confucius, and nothing can be calculated.

On the nine clouds, Kong Qiu was wearing a Confucian robe, and said loudly.

"We literati, read tens of thousands of volumes of books outside, and cultivate our literary spirit internally. Books and literary spirit are the foundation of our Confucianism practice."

"Scholars, master the power of heaven and earth, have talent in your body, poetry can kill the enemy, words can form an army, and writing can stabilize the world!"

"Speak well, fight with words, talk about war on paper, follow the law with words, add style to your body, and all evil will not invade!"

"The Confucian practice system, from bottom to top, is Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi, Hanlin, University scholar, Great Confucianism, and Wensheng."

Tongsheng is equivalent to an immortal.

A scholar is equivalent to a fairy.

Juren is equivalent to a real fairy.

Jinshi is equivalent to Xuanxian.

Hanlin is equivalent to Jinxian.

A bachelor is equivalent to the Da Luo Jinxian.

Great Confucianism is equivalent to quasi-sage.

As for the great Confucianism, it is the literary sage, which is equivalent to the sub-sage of Honghuang.

As long as you become a child, you can get the most basic talents.

At the same time, you can get the title of Godsend, and you can also get the night vision.

You can read books at night without lighting an oil lamp, and after you reach the level of a scholar, you can follow your words.

Every word, every stroke has incredible mysterious power.

The higher the scholar's academic status, the more heaven and earth aura he masters, and the greater the power.

In the end, entering the Tao with literature can even prove the sub-sage, which is enough to rank among the top monks in the prehistoric world.

In the doctor's study palace, every time Confucius uttered a word, there was a thunderous sound between heaven and earth.

The endless cultural energy and Dao accumulation turned into ripples, sweeping the three realms and eight wildernesses, shaking the Dao heart of hundreds of millions of people.

At this moment, the aura on Kong Qiu's body rose again and again, reaching the peak of the sub-sage!

Countless human races in the human world paid homage to Confucius, so excited that their bodies even trembled.

There is no aura in the human world, and the human race living in the human world is equivalent to cutting off the way of cultivation innately.

But Kong Qiu's creation of the Confucianism and Taoism system is equivalent to giving the human race living in the human world a glimmer of life, a chance to become a fairy.

If you don't cultivate the way of immortality, but only cultivate your literary spirit, you will have a bright future, you can become a fairy and become an ancestor, and you can enjoy yourself in the world.

For the human race in the earth fairy world, it is also equivalent to icing on the cake.

If you can't achieve immortality, you can also specialize in Confucianism and Taoism, which is equivalent to an extra chance to become enlightened, and an extra path.

This harsh human race, from the human world and the immortal world, all stood up and bowed respectfully, "I will wait to see Mr. Kong Qiu."

"Mr. Kongqiu, you are the teacher of my human race forever."

Yujing Mountain, the ancestral land of the human race, in front of the temple of the human race.

The faces of the sages of the human race were full of excitement, "Confucius Qiu, a great talent, actually found another way to create the method of Confucianism and Taoism. The two methods of practice are brought together in our human race. Our human race should be prosperous together."

"It's very true, the method of Xuanmen practice, plus the method of Confucianism and Taoism, the two superimpose, why worry about the power of my human race being cut off?"

"Confucius has made such a great contribution to our human race, how should he be rewarded?"

Suirenshi pondered for a while, then said slowly, "Confucius is a great talent, he should enter our human temple and be worshiped by hundreds of millions of scholars."

"Everyone, who is willing to go to the human world to pick up Confucius?"

Cangjie stood up and said with a smile, "I'm a literati of the human race, so let me go."

"Alright."

Suirenshi nodded.

Immediately, Cangjie turned into a stream of light, crossed the barrier between the earthly world and the human world, and came to Confucius.

"Look, who is that?"

"That's the human ancestor Cangjie, hiss, I didn't expect the Confucianism and Taoism practice method to surprise the ancestor Cangjie!"

"Patriarch Cangjie, who created three thousand characters, is the first literary sage of our human race. Mr. Kong Qiu, who created the Confucianism and Taoism practice system, can be the second literary sage of our human race."

In the nine-day cloud, Cangjie cupped his hands at Kongqiu, "Daoist Confucius."

Confucius' attitude was very humble, and he held the disciple's courtesy, "Confucius, I have met the ancestor of Cangjie."

"You are Welcome."

Cangjie smiled and said, "You created the Confucianism and Taoism practice system, and you are of great favor to the human race. I am here this time to take you to the ancestral land of the human race."

Confucius cupped his hands, "It's better to obey orders than to be respectful."

Confucius also knew that after he became a sub-sage, he could not stay in the human world for long.

"Just can you allow me to explain a few words to the disciples?"

"Naturally."

Kong Qiu dodged and returned to the doctoral palace.

In the academy, Kong Qiu looked at the 72 disciples and gave them careful instructions.

Only then did Confucius feel relieved, and returned to the ancestral land of the human race with Cang Jie.

At this moment, above the temple of the human race, the golden dragon of luck roared, and the luck of the human race had risen again visible to the naked eye!
As Kong Qiu returned to the ancestral land of the human race, the Dao Qi spreading in the human world suddenly declined, but it did not completely dissipate.

There are still strands of Dao Qi spreading across the world, quietly dormant.

With the disappearance of Dao Qi, this also means that the evangelism of the saints is completely over.

Most of the saints incarnated this time and got a lot of benefits.

People teach, stop teaching, Buddhist luck all skyrocketed by [-]%.

Beiju Luzhou, Yaoting also got great benefits.

The luck became more majestic, thicker, thicker, and there was a faint momentum to catch up with the Heavenly Court.

At this time, in the vast chaos, Styx, Taoist Mosquito randomly searched for a vast star field, landed on an inconspicuous lonely star, and prepared to testify in chaos.

"Great Nether Formation, get up!"

Above the lonely star, Taoist Mosquito shouted loudly.

In an instant, four jet-black flags flew out from Daoist Mosquito and landed in four directions: east, west, south, north.

On the four flags, endless and obscure divine patterns flickered and surged, bursting out bursts of ghostly power.

Countless powers of the netherworld draw each other, and finally rise up suddenly, turning into a black sky, covering the entire stars.

An extremely dangerous breath swept to all directions along with the formation.

This formation was carefully developed by Houtu. With the cultivation base of Taoist Mosquito, it would be difficult for two or three sub-sages to break through it in a short time.

It is perfect for resisting chaotic beasts and proving the Dao for the Guardian of the Styx.

After setting up the Nether Formation, Taoist Mosquito breathed a sigh of relief, "I will protect the Dharma for you outside the formation, so you can rest assured that you will prove the Tao."

Styx looked dignified, "Thank you very much."

Then, Minghe Abi, Yuantu, and Yehuo Honglian were all contained in the body, and they sat on the ground with their five hearts facing the sky.

A mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful supreme Dao aggregate continuously spread out from his body in all directions.

Soon, in the chaos, the dark clouds gathered, and the Chaos Destroyer Thunder began to wreak havoc.

One after another, the divine thunders of destruction, carrying boundless destructive power, continued to blast towards the Styx River.

That terrifying power of destruction, even across the entire Nether formation, made the mosquitoes tremble!

Soon, Seven Seven and 49 Chaos Destruction God Thunders will end

A light of supreme chaos, carrying a cloud of chaos origin, fell into Styx's body.

The breath of Styx began to skyrocket wildly. Compared with before, there was a gap between heaven and earth.

A sense of great freedom and freedom appeared in Ming He's heart.

"It turns out that this is Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

Styx finally realized the saying that all saints are ants.

At this time, he didn't need to use any magic weapon, just punched and palmed, no matter how strong the quasi-sage was, he would fall.

"clatter!"

Styx snapped his fingers, clicking, and the chaotic void twisted and tore, revealing countless twilight chaotic airflows.

Countless earth, fire, water, wind, and space storms gushed out from the cracks in space, but they couldn't even touch Styx's clothes.

Satisfied, Minghe restored the space, and smiled at Taoist Mosquito.

"Receive this Nether Great Formation, I have completed my proof."

Before Styx's voice fell, the Nether Formation was taken away, Taoist Mosquito looked at Styx enviously, "How does it feel to prove the Dao Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal?"

Ming He sighed, "I used to rely on the Blood River Great Formation, with 8000 million blood god sons, and thought I could touch the saint. Today, I realized how outrageous my thoughts were."

Mosquito Taoist smiled again, "So can you be sure to fight against the Yuqing Yuanshi sage?"

Styx shook his head, "I just broke through, so I'm naturally no match for the Yuanshi Saint, but if it's just to save my life, it's no problem at all."

Taoist Mosquito nodded, "Let's go, let's go back to the Earth Immortal World together."

With a wave of his hand, Styx shredded the space with his supreme magic power, and after sending Taoist Mosquito back to the Netherworld, Styx returned to the Immortal Realm by himself.

The moment Minghe stepped into the world of immortality, Yuanshi's eyes suddenly opened in Kunlun Mountain and Yuxu Palace.

A wave of murderous intent swept across Kunlun Mountains!
"Styx, destroy my teaching luck, damn it!"

As soon as he thought about it, the space shattered, and the Taoist body instantly appeared above the Nine Heavens, and the infinite murderous intent enveloped the Styx River.

"I actually let you prove the Tao, but whether you prove the Tao or not, you will die today!"

With a thought in Yuanshi's mind, Pangu Banner appeared behind him instantly.

Gently shaking, swaying, countless air blades condensed instantly, and then overwhelmingly slashed towards Styx.The sharpness tore through the sky.

"Good beginning!"

Styx's face changed drastically, he is only at the first level of Hunyuan Daluo's cultivation.

However, Yuanshi is already a sage in the seventh heaven, and his mana and power are much deeper than him.

Coupled with the innate treasure Pangu Banner in his hand, he made a full-strength attack at this time, and he already had the might of slaughtering a saint!

Anyway, relying on yourself alone, it is determined that you can't beat it.

But now that Yuanshi has already made a move, it is impossible for him to sit and wait for death.

"Blood River Formation!"

"8000 million Blood God Sons!"

"Abi, Yuantu!"

Styx shouted loudly, and boundless waves of blood surged all over his body, wrapping Yuanshi in it in an instant.

In the blood wave, 8000 million blood god sons were shattered, and endless power was superimposed on Styx.

At this moment, the aura on Styx's body suddenly increased by two or three times.

Seventy percent of the law of killing, lingering on the two divine swords of Abi Yuantu, slashed at Yuanshi fiercely.

"boom!"

Pangu Banner and Abi, Yuantu's two divine swords collided.

There seemed to be an unprecedented explosion between the heavens and the earth.

Ah Bi, Yuan Tujian's aura dimmed, and with a whine, he flew back into Minghe's hand.

Pangu's banner also paused, and without the power to continue, it flew into Yuanshi's hands.

In this blow, the two were evenly divided, which can be called a tie.

Of course, Yuan Shi just took a more serious blow than Sui Shou.

Styx, on the other hand, tried his best to attack with the full strength of his strongest background.

The gap is not the same, but even so, such a record is terrifying enough.

On the Pangu banner, the aura of Great Destruction kept flickering on it, and the aura of chaos and twilight kept falling.

Yuan Shi's face became more and more cold, and he was faintly surprised.

"Just after proving the Tao, you can stop my Pangu Banner from striking. It seems that today, you must not be kept."

"Pangu Banner, kill!"

Yuanshi urged the Pangu banner, just as he was about to unleash the strongest blow.

Suddenly, around Yuanshi, bursts of immortal energy surged.

Then, ripples appeared in the space, and then, like a mirror, it shattered.

In just a split second, Chen Xuanji, the master of Tongtian, came to Yuanshi's side.

(End of this chapter)