Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 179 The Proud Thing of My Life (Please Recommend)

The sudden emergence of the supreme sacred art seemed to spread throughout the world in an instant, shocking the entire world and making people simply unable to believe it.

The twenty-seven mountains and eighty-one academies of Confucianism suddenly became a sensation.

Everyone was excited.

"The third supreme sacred technique is to bring righteousness to heaven and earth. It must have been created by our Confucian sages!" A student in the academy shouted excitedly, as if the sacred technique was created by himself.

"The holy art of sitting and discussing the truth was created by our Confucian sages!"

Many students shouted excitedly to the sky.

At this time, in the Eighty-one Academy or the Twenty-seven Mountains, many elderly teachers or doctors looked up at the sky with tears in their eyes, their bodies trembling constantly, and they muttered something in their mouths.

“The path to sanctification has not been cut off; it has always been there, always been there…”

They firmly believe that the sage who created the sacred art will surely become a saint one day!

The supreme sacred art is the evidence.

But for a moment.

Many important figures from various factions appeared on the platform in front of the temple.

At this time, even some great sages who had not appeared for many years appeared on the cloud platform, and quietly sensed the sacred arts of the Holy Heaven with everyone, which made the young people on the cloud platform very excited.

"It's Master Meng!"

A Confucian disciple said excitedly, and then became a little surprised, "Isn't Master Meng in the far north, sitting in the pavilion of ten thousand miles?"

In Confucianism, great sages are all called Masters.

This Master Meng is the Lord of Righteousness of the Dayi Palace among the three palaces of Confucianism. He has long been stationed in the Wanli Changting in the far north. It is really unexpected that he would appear on the Yuntai today, which really surprised many people.

"Meet Master Meng."

"Greetings to the great righteous master."

Everyone on the Yuntai bowed to him. The Confucian disciples called him Master Meng, and those from other schools and sects called him the Great Righteous One.

Master Meng was a burly old man. Although his hair and beard were all white, he was in good spirits, his eyes were bright, and he exuded a great sense of righteousness that made people dare not look him in the face.

At this moment he was looking up at the Holy Heaven, sensing the supreme sacred art "The Heaven and Earth have righteousness".

When the third form of the Holy Art was born, many people speculated that the Holy Art of Sitting and Discussing Dao was created by the Great Righteous Lord. But now, the Great Righteous Lord appeared on the cloud platform, which basically proved that the Holy Art was not created by the Great Righteous Lord, which surprised everyone.

If he is not a righteous leader, then who is he?

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the burly old man.

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and are mixed and endowed with fluid shapes. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. To people, it is said to be vast, and it is as abundant as the sky."

After a moment, the old man shouted loudly.

Then, a mighty and majestic aura arose from between heaven and earth, and seemed to turn into a rolling wave coming from all around heaven and earth, and quickly turned into a huge white vortex above the old man's head, bursting out with an extremely great, strong and righteous aura, which shocked everyone on the platform.

The white vortex grew larger and larger, spinning at high speed and tearing the space around it.

Everyone saw that the space around the white vortex was collapsing madly, as if it had crushed everything and burst out with an extremely terrifying force.

At this time, everyone on the platform was stunned. They could not believe that the power of the third move was so terrifying.

"not good!"

Someone shouted with a changed expression.

If the white vortex were to come down, even the temple would probably be reduced to ashes.

"Please take it back quickly, great lord, or even the Cloud Platform will be destroyed." Someone was shocked, fearing that the Cloud Platform would be destroyed by accident, and even the Holy Temple would be affected. The Cloud Platform and the Holy Temple were not treasures, and they could not afford it.

The old man laughed loudly, but when he wanted to take it back, he found that he couldn't. His face changed slightly, and then he immediately flew to the north and disappeared like a flash of lightning.

But the white vortex was still above everyone's heads, madly destroying the surrounding space.

Huhu——

The breath escaping from the vortex blew down onto the cloud platform like an ancient storm.

If a ghost were here, it would have been reduced to ashes in an instant.

However, it did not have any impact on the disciples of the Holy Way. They just felt that the strong wind made it difficult for them to stand steadily.

"What is this, Lord Yi?"

Someone on the platform was puzzled, why did he suddenly run away after performing the sacred art "Heaven and Earth Have Righteousness"? However, if the power of "Heaven and Earth Have Righteousness" was not released, it would probably lead to unimaginable consequences...

"It seems that the Lord of Righteousness wants to throw the sacred art into the underworld."

Someone looked at the North Road.

"This is the best choice." Someone nodded.

About half an hour later, the increasingly terrifying white vortex in the sky seemed to be moved away by someone, and quickly moved towards the north, and then disappeared.

The white vortex was thrown into the ghost land of the underworld by the Lord of Justice. In the blink of an eye, it destroyed countless evil ghosts who wanted to crawl out. Even a big monster that was about to rush out was instantly reduced to ashes.

Not long after, the Lord of Righteousness returned to the platform again, looking up at the sacred arts in the Holy Sky and laughing.

"It is worthy of being called the Supreme Sacred Art!"

The old man said happily, and then said in surprise: "The second form has been born? The great roc rises with the wind one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles!"

"The second move, the wind rises ninety thousand miles."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a huge shadow of a roc bird appeared above his body.

The Peng bird blocked out the sky and reached a size of several miles. It spread its wings and soared into the sky, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the sky. Before the people on the cloud platform could react, the Lord of Righteousness was already thousands of miles away.

After a while, Lord Dayi landed in one of the twenty-seven book mountains and did not return to Dayi Palace. In a corner of the book mountain, there was a thin old man reading quietly, with a strong bookish atmosphere around him, which seemed to make the surrounding space stop.

White words slowly floated up from all around.

It seemed as if the sound of reading aloud was echoing between heaven and earth, and there were countless figures of old men reading, some on stones, some by the river, some in thatched cottages, some on the grass...

It seemed that the whole world was filled with old people reading.

This old man was a good friend of the Lord of Righteousness when he was young.

Although his talent was mediocre and he was still only a small literary minister, he was obsessed with reading all his life and only loved reading. And what made the old man most proud in his life was that he had accepted a good disciple, a disciple who was the master of the 81st academy when he was in the literary minister realm...

That is to say, An Xiu, An Zhi Shou, An Ru Shan, and An Yuan Zhu.

When Feng Qingyan crushed the Gao plaque, An Xiu, who was studying in Zangshan Academy, suddenly changed his expression, then he picked up a scroll of bamboo slips and walked out of the back hall.

He held the bamboo slips in his hand, put his hands behind his back, and walked away step by step.

He took a step out of the academy, crossed the mountains, crossed the river, and disappeared into the night in an instant. It seemed that the earth became smaller under his feet, and a towering mountain was just a size away from him. He crossed it in the blink of an eye...

Vast mountains and rushing rivers.

He was constantly left behind, and soon crossed the Jianmen Pass and entered the territory of Shu. Even though he knew he was facing the Ghost King of Youdu, the figure's footsteps did not stop.

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(End of this chapter)