I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 55 Seven Sages

In the western suburbs of Pengcheng, there is a peach blossom forest.

There are 72 young Confucian scholars sitting in a circle, or reciting poems, or fiddle with silk and bamboo.

There is another extremely beautiful woman, surrounded by young heroes like stars.

If a Confucian scholar proposes a toast to her, she will also raise the Baihua Niang in her hand to drink with him.

If anyone wants to sing the poems she has newly written, she will also clap her hands to the beat, generously applauding for that person.

For a time, everyone was enjoying themselves, not at all embarrassed by the serious imbalance in the ratio of men to women.

"shameless!"

Sudden.

A sarcastic but jealous voice came, interrupting everyone's joy.

The corner of Fan Yuehua's mouth twitched into an imperceptible sneer, and immediately locked on the opponent's position.

Southeast!

There was an old man and a young woman, and it was this woman who spoke out and ridiculed just now.

The old man took a deep look at Fan Yuehua, and said in a relaxed tone: "Indeed, there is only the ninth rank of Nascent Soul Realm, Zhi'er, you are better than her."

Nangong Zhi said proudly: "I am already a first-level god. How can Fan Yuehua compare with me? Please ask the second elder to raid the formation and see if I kill her with my own hands!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw 72 Confucian scholars across from her standing up in unison!
Judging from their posture, they seemed to be willing to block powerful enemies for Fan Yuehua.

When the second elder saw this, he immediately spoke to persuade.

"Are you all practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism? At a glance, I can see that there are ten people who have reached the realm of spirit transformation? Such talents are far beyond what I could compare to when I was young."

"This old man can't bear the death of a genius, why don't you just leave like this, just to give Li Huozong a face? Why do you have to cut off your great future and life for this woman surnamed Fan?"

The Second Elder originally thought that his words could at least dissuade more than half of the people.

However, the 72 Confucian cultivators did not move at all.

The second elder said in a deep voice: "Could it be that you are confused? Would you rather die than retreat?"

Nangong Zhi was especially angry!
She couldn't understand, could it be that Fan Yuehua knew some kind of sorcery to fascinate these young talents so much that he was willing to die for her?

At this time, a Confucian scholar with the fifth level of divine transformation stood up.

Looking carefully, I found that he was obviously more mature than the other Confucian scholars, and he should have passed the age of being suave and romantic.

"You two don't need to waste your words. I'm waiting for 72 people here, just to wait for your arrival."

"What!?" The second elder was startled.

Have you been calculated?

impossible!

It was clearly planned by Holy Lord Blood Phoenix and the sect master to divide the troops into four groups to kill the Fan family. How come he was ambushed instead?

"Who are you guys? Why are you going against Li Huo Sect?" the Second Elder asked in a deep voice.

"Junior Yan Yuan, these 71 people are all my classmates. I waited for Confucianism to respect the heavens and the rituals, just because you Lihuozong wanted to disrupt the orthodoxy of the Great Chu throne. Once the king is not the king, and the ministers are not ministers, the rules of etiquette will always be corrupted."

"As a Confucian scholar, I have read well and must uphold the righteousness of heaven and earth. But I have no choice but to be weak in power, so I have to use the crowd to bully the few, and rely on the number of people to keep the two of you."

The second elder was finally moved!
"Yan Yuan? Are you a direct disciple of Marquis Wenxin? Are all 72 of you?! Lu Cheng has always been neutral, but today you are going to oppose me, the Lihuo Sect?"

"Don't Marquis Wenxin know that there is a Holy Master of Sanskrit Pure Land behind Lihuo Sect?"

The second elder kept asking questions, but he already understood that it was a tough battle before him!
By asking questions, he prepared to strike first.

But Yan Yuan stopped answering, but took the initiative to walk towards him.

Yan Yuan's lips moved slightly, as if he was reciting something.

At first, the second elder couldn't hear Yan Yuan's voice clearly.

But behind Yan Yuan, 71 Confucianism cultivators also chanted in unison!

"The sage said: A gentleman is known for his righteousness, and a villain is known for his benefit."

The chanting resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and at the same time, a vast sea of ​​clouds gathered in the originally cloudless sky, visible to the naked eye.

The sea of ​​clouds is turquoise, as if reflecting vitality.

The Second Elder recognized that this was the awe-inspiring aura unique to Confucianism cultivators, but he had never seen such a lineup of awe-inspiring aura, probably covering the sky for more than ten miles in radius!
The vast sea of ​​​​qi suddenly shot out two beams of light, one black and one white, falling towards the two groups of people.

Fan Yuehua and 72 Confucianism were shrouded in white light, and their aura suddenly rose, as if they had suddenly advanced and their strength had greatly increased.

The Second Elder and Nangong Zhi were shrouded in black light, but they felt their bodies were heavy, their auras were not smooth, and their strength plummeted!

"What...what's going on?!" Nangong Zhi said in shock.

"This is Confucianism's words follow the law!?"

The second elder came back to his senses, and only then did he understand the meaning of 'a gentleman is a metaphor for righteousness, and a villain is a metaphor for profit'.

"The sage said: Don't do good because it's too small, and don't do evil because it's too small." Yan Yuan recited another line.

71 Confucian scholars immediately recited in unison!

Haoran's sea of ​​energy regenerated and changed, and a gray beam of light descended, only falling on the second elder and Nangong Zhi.

The two of them only felt that their bodies were burdened with another weight, and their strength was once again weakened.

Yan Yuan suddenly asked: "If you two leave here, and swear by the law of heaven that you will never be an enemy of Chu State, this battle can be over."

"Hmph! This fellow is relying on the large number of people, temporarily suppressing the old man's aura, but it will definitely not last long! Wait until the old man kills the weaker Confucian scholars first, breaks the sea of ​​arrogance, and then destroys Wen Xinhou's heirs!"

The second elder calculated in his mind and still felt that he had a chance to win.

"Zhi'er, the battle plan remains unchanged! Keep an eye on Fan Yuehua, leave these rotten people to me to deal with!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the second elder still had the will to fight, Nangong Zhi immediately regained her confidence.

"God burns the sky!!!"

The second elder let out a loud roar, and pushed forward with both palms, the raging fire that was born rushed towards the people in the peach blossom forest like a huge wave.

"This attack from the Hedao realm implies that I have hundreds of years of cultivation. Let's see how you resist!"

It's just that the second elder had just finished speaking, but everyone on the other side acted tacitly, and they all took out a pill and swallowed it.

"Fire Pill!?"

The second elder was well-informed and immediately recognized the origin of the elixir.

But he didn't understand why the opposite party could have one pill for the high-cost and expensive Pihuo Pellet?
How much money does this cost?

According to the Lihuo Sect's income and expenditure capacity, it would take a year without eating or drinking to save so many fire-preventing pills!

The elixir works extremely well!

With the vast sea of ​​​​qi suppressing it in the sky, coupled with the magical effect of the elixir, the huge waves of fire burned a large peach forest in front of them to a white ground, but Fan Yuehua and 72 Confucian Scholars were unscathed.

"You... cheating!!!"

Seeing this, Nangong Zhi was so angry that the roots of her teeth itched.

"Bidou doesn't rely on real skills, first relying on the large number of people, and now taking top-grade pills, are you still shameless?"

"Hehehehe!"

Only then did Fan Yuehua speak out, with a sweet smile, but a mischievous and sarcastic smile.

"Where did you cheat? You are good at cultivation, and my Fan family is good at business. These fire-dispelling pills were bought by my brother in a serious transaction. Are you not allowed to eat them?"

While speaking, Fan Yuehua, who was originally dressed in plain and elegant clothes, started to put on equipment in public.

Treasures, like pills, are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Yellow.

Fan Yuehua put a celestial-level phoenix hairpin in her hair, and wore ten celestial-level jade rings for body protection on the ten fingers of both hands, followed by celestial-level earrings and necklaces.

With 72 Confucian scholars guarding the front, Fan Yuehua was not in a hurry.

When she finished dressing, there were more than a dozen more accessories on her body.

Nangong Zhi felt that her eyeballs were about to fall off!
"I heard that you want to challenge me to a duel?" Fan Yuehua whipped out a silver whip, but it was a heaven-level dragon tendon whip.

"What do you mean!?" Nangong Zhi was angry and jealous.

All the jewelry and equipment she wears together are not as good as one of Fan Yuehua's phoenix hairpins!
The difference in strength between the two is only one rank. Under the influence of so many equipment and a sea of ​​grandeur, it is no longer leveling, but an exchange of strength and weakness!
Fan Yuehua grinned and said, "According to what the second brother said, I call it redefining the rich and the enemy."

(End of this chapter)