Dan Fu Supreme

Chapter 171 Confucian Mind Academy
Thousands of miles of clouds are flying, thousands of mountains are full of Confucianism, north of Jinling, the imperial capital of the Daliang Kingdom, there is a fairyland outside the world, the voice of the fairy is faint, the sages are hanging down, the Confucian scholars are in the ranks, and they are chanting vaguely. Kingdom Spring and Autumn Events.

Beichen followed Haorantian and wanted to enter the Confucianism College as a guest. What he saw along the way was unique. It was really a Confucian style pavement, with poems and books in his ears, which made people look excited and yearn for it.

"The Confucian sages hang down the wind, and the scriptures are handed down from generation to generation. The Confucian Mind Academy has such a grand occasion. I don't know what the seven holy places of Confucianism are like."

"The wind of the Holy Land must be higher than that of the academy, and it is the place that my Confucian students yearn for. It is a grievance for Brother Beichen to enter the Confucian Academy as a guest this time."

"Brother Haoran is serious. After all, I am a Taoist disciple, and I cannot change my family status. I am very fortunate to be able to enter Confucianism College as a guest."

When I came to the gate of the Confucianism Academy, I saw nine archways, carved dragons and painted phoenixes, and four rows of Confucian disciples, each holding etiquette and respectful.

Beichen descended in awe-inspiring manner, and a salute sounded in the academy.

"present!"

The word ceremonies sounded, and four rows of Confucian disciples performed the ancient Confucian rituals to welcome guests very respectfully.

With such a great gift, Bei Chen was shocked and said in surprise, "Brother Haoran, with such a great gift, is there any distinguished guest from Confucianism College today?"

Hao Rantian smiled, "Of course there are distinguished guests. Brother Beichen is the chief disciple of the Southern Xuanzong, and he is the orthodox successor of Xuanmen. My Confucianism sect must not lose its etiquette, and we should welcome them with respect."

Bei Chen's hulking body shook, "Brother Haoran, are you kidding me, such a big gift, just to welcome me, a young boy?"

Hao Rantian just smiled and said nothing, after the archway, there was the sound of singing again.

"Open the door of Confucianism and welcome distinguished guests!"

The Confucianism door is wide open, the main entrance is welcoming, and the Confucian Mind Academy has already done its utmost courtesy.

Looking at Hao Rantian, Beichen smiled, and said in a long voice: "Nanxuanzong Beichen, today came to visit Confucianism College, humbly ask for advice, and was welcomed by Confucianism, the boy is terrified."

"Little friend came from afar, the Confucianism sect should do its best, Tian'er, to introduce the distinguished guest to the Hall of Sages and Sages."

The four rows of ceremonial disciples retreated respectfully, Hao Rantian led Beichen into the Confucianism Academy, and came to the Academy's Hall of Sages and Sages.The hall of saints and sages is the important place of the Confucianism Academy. The portrait of the first Confucian saint hangs upright, with a ruler hanging from his waist, his eyes are full of wisdom, and the spirit of enlightening the world is vividly painted, making people respectful.

"The breath inside is in line with the cultivation sect, and it suits my taste."

"Brother Beichen felt so emotional, it left Haoran speechless."

"Ha ha!"

Inside the hall of sages and sages, a Confucian robed master, with a bright head and poor scriptures, holds a scroll in his hand, and treats guests with a long body.

"Nanxuanzong Beichen, met senior!"

Noticing the majestic aura on the opponent's body, Bei Chen was startled, and bowed respectfully.

Haoran Xueru took a fixed look at Beichen, surprised in his heart, "A master of Taoism, he is really extraordinary, and he has such a cultivation level at such a young age, it is really enviable."

"Senior is wrong."

"I didn't expect that Tian'er would bring back a distinguished guest to the academy during his trip to the Southern Region. The academy's affairs are complicated, so I won't accompany you much. My little friend can follow Tian'er to travel around in the academy and watch around."

After coming out of the Hall of Sages, Bei Chen followed Hao Rantian and took a careful tour of Confucianism Academy, looking around, and saw a different style.

After Beichen left, two old men dressed as masters came to the hall of sages.

"Master, then Beichen is just a low-level disciple in the alchemy stage. The academy welcomes you with such a big ceremony. Is it too polite for the honorable master to greet guests in the Hall of Sages in person?"

"Elder Ren's words are wrong. Although little friend Beichen has only cultivated at the alchemy stage, he has a noble status. He is the fourth generation chief disciple of the Southern Xuanzong. It is not impossible to take charge of Xuanmen in the future. Xuanmen is also an ancient sect. Being equal to my Confucian school, my Confucianism College naturally cannot lose its etiquette and make other colleges laugh at it."

"This son came to the academy with Haoran this time to study as a guest student, but the dean hastily accepted him. Is it too hasty?"

"The virtue of Confucianism is to practice teaching and govern the world. If someone asks for advice, why refuse it? A sage has something to say, and there is no distinction between teaching and learning. I will follow it. Little friend Beichen is smart and talented. Let him learn from my Confucianism." , why not."

Haoran Xueru, as the head of the Confucian Academy, made a final decision, and the two elders, Ren and Yi, looked at each other and had no objection.

Beichen and Haorantian watched and chatted all the way, and when they came to an elegant pavilion, they sat down and rested for a while.

"Brother Haoran once mentioned that the ten ministers in Xiangge are all great Confucian scholars in the realm of Dao Ling. Could you introduce them to me?"

"This is natural. The Ten Prime Ministers study Confucianism intensively. Apart from other things, they have made great contributions in protecting the country. They are the role models of our generation. The Ten Prime Ministers are respected by the prime minister, and the last prime minister is at the end. The middle is the sub prime minister, the season prime minister, and the text prime minister. , calligraphy, piano, music, chess, and painting. The Prime Minister Zhuge Chunqiu, the great Confucian, is the cornerstone of the Liang Kingdom, guarding the border all the year round, fighting against the Rhubarb Kingdom.

In Hao Rantian's words, he highly praised Zhuge Chunqiu.Bei Chen felt doubtful, so he couldn't help asking: "Such a person can't be a person with different ambitions. Since he came from the Confucianism Academy, he should always think about the inheritance. Why did he develop into the current situation?"

Haoran Tian's eyebrows darkened, "Master Prime Minister, he is benevolent and righteous, and has the style of ancient Confucian saints. It's just that these years, his mind has been used to guard against the Rhubarb Kingdom, and his mind is unclear. There are so many complicated things that have happened, which is embarrassing.”

"The Prime Minister is the only ancestor of the Dongtian Realm in the Daliang Kingdom, and only he can fight against the Supreme Elder Xuanqing Daru of the Confucianism Academy in the Dahuang Kingdom."

While the two were chatting, a group of Confucian disciples approached menacingly from afar.A provocative voice came into Yating.

"I don't know who it is. It turns out that Hao Rantian, the king-level descendant of our academy, has returned. I heard that he brought back a boy from the Taoist sect. It is said that he is also the fourth-generation chief disciple of the Southern Xuanzong. Come, let me see, what is it?" As born."

Hearing the words, Hao Rantian's eyes turned cold, he stood up, and sternly reprimanded: "Ren Kui, brother Beichen is a distinguished guest who opened the main entrance of the academy to welcome you in. You are extremely rude."

Beichen asked Haorantian with his eyes, and Haorantian said via voice transmission: "This person is the grandson of Xiangge Yaxiang, one of the three king-level successors of the academy, and has a high-level cultivation of the fourth level of alchemy, so he is not easy to deal with."

"Hao Rantian, you are so courageous. I am your senior, yet you dare to reprimand me and ignore the etiquette of the academy?"

"You are also worthy of mentioning the etiquette of the academy to me, how shameless!"

Hao Rantian is the master of Confucianism College, the grandson of Hao Ran Xueru, although Ren Kui is also a king-level successor, he dare not be too presumptuous, turned to look at Beichen and said: "You are the successor of Xuanmen. Have you made a disciple of the first level of Condensing Core to be the chief disciple?"

Hearing these words, Bei Chen's brows turned slightly cold, and his body moved in an instant, leaning on Jin Renkui's side, and slapped Jin Renkui on the top of his head with a "slap".

With a loud bang, Ren Kui, the majestic descendant of the king, was slapped into the ground by Bei Chen's palm, only half of his body was exposed outside, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Xuanzong's prestige, how can you allow you to trample on it wantonly, and if you offend again, you will be killed!"

Now, not to mention the disciples of the surrounding colleges, even Hao Rantian was startled.

Regarding Beichen's strength, although Hao Rantian had a good idea of ​​it, he did not expect that once he made a move, Ren Kui would suffer a big loss. You must know that Ren Kui is a king-level successor of the Confucianism Academy, and his strength is by no means ordinary.

"you wanna die!"

With a roar, Ren Kui's whole body was shocked, his body shot out, his palms were pushed out, and he killed him.

Beichen let out a smirk, condensed the Eight Desolation Gong Qi in his right palm, and pushed out a palm as well.

The two palms struck each other, without any supernatural powers and spells, just fighting with the strong energy in the body.

Ren Kui stepped back three steps vigorously, while Bei Chen stood still on the spot, not moving at all, not even the hem of his clothes fluttering.

Hao Rantian's eyes flashed, he stepped forward slowly, and jokingly said: "Ren Kui, brother Beichen is the chief disciple of Nanxuanzong, and he is also your elder. You have offended me so much. You have learned a lesson this time. You should know how powerful you are!" Bar."

Ren Kui was very angry, his eyes were blood red, but he didn't dare to make another move. Confucianism puts etiquette first, if he provokes Bei Chen again and again, he will definitely be punished by the academy.

"I'm being impolite, but can senior Beichen have a fair fight with the younger generation on the stage of martial arts, and let the younger students learn the Taoist tricks?"

"You want to fight me?"

"I don't know if the senior can enlighten me?"

"Okay, lead the way."

Bei Chen was dressed in hob meat, and behind him stood Nan Xuanzong, fearless.

On the way to Lunwutai, Beichen asked Haoran in a low voice, "To kill or to destroy?"

Hao Rantian returned Bei Chen with a clear smile, and the corner of Bei Chen's mouth curled up, knowing the truth in his heart.

Ren Kui, as the king-level descendant of Confucianism Academy, was originally a man of influence, this time he was going to challenge the Southern Xuanzong, and the news spread in the academy immediately, and the news quickly spread to Haoran Xueru's desk.

The old master, who has been in charge of the Confucianism Academy for nearly a thousand years, frowned, "Tian'er really brought back a thorn, and he met the people of the Xiangge so quickly, let me see, Nanxuanzong's senior, the name What kind of means does the Little Beiba of Nanxuanzong have to move the cultivation world of the Southern Region!"

On the martial arts platform of Confucianism Academy, Beichen and Renkui stood opposite each other, their respective momentum pushed to the top, and their fighting spirit was high.

Beichen is calm and breezy, and is not afraid of trouble, while Renkui is bent on avenging his shame, and suppressing Haorantian's arrogance by the way.

Beneath the martial arts platform, the disciples of the academy gathered, all of them looked like they were watching the excitement and were not afraid of big things. Even Yifu, another king-level successor of Confucianism Academy, also came.

"Did you see, Senior Brother Yifu is here too, it looks like a fight between dragons and tigers?"

"What is fighting between dragons and tigers? This Ren Kui relies on his grandfather as the Prime Minister, and has never paid attention to the disciples of the academy. This time, he has encountered a hard problem. Don't you know, just now he has not been able to resist the palm of his hand. Slapped to the ground!"

"Is this true?"

"Of course it's true. You haven't seen it. The blood at the corner of his mouth hasn't been wiped off yet."

"Let me tell you, this time Senior Brother Haoran traveled to the Southern Regions and brought back a student of Xuanzong, and even dispatched the Academy's Four Discussions to welcome him."

"You boy, let the elders catch you and dance at the gate, haha, I can't imagine that scene, brother!"

(End of this chapter)