"Buzz buzz..."

In Xiangshan Academy, one of the holy places of Confucianism, except for the deceased Sun Jingzhi, the other two masters of the Great Yuan Shen who were keeping the Confucian Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit opened their eyes at this moment and looked at their heads in shock.

The two sacred artifacts above.

These two pieces of jade.

One is a jade jade, and the other is a jade ring.

They are all the lasting wealth left by outstanding scholars from the Confucian school in the past era to Xiangshan Academy after they became immortals and became immortals.

Now, these two heavenly artifacts emit a mighty light.

And faintly resonated with Yu Gui from the south Xinjiang direction.

"What's going on??" Wu Linfeng, the guardian of the jade ring, was shocked in his heart.

But Song Ran, another guardian of the jade, guessed something. He stood up straight and looked towards the south of Xinjiang: "It's the jade sacred artifact that was lost from Senior Brother Sun. This kind of

The reaction seems to be..."

Wu Linfeng also received this reminder and thought of the records in the Xiangshan Classics.

Usually, this kind of resonance with the principles of the sacred weapon will only occur when later generations of scholars rely on the sacred weapon to gain immortal power into their bodies and call upon the divine power to come to the mortal world again.

Now this...

It means that someone has become a heavenly immortal in Southern Xinjiang through the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit from Xiangshan Academy!

"who is it?"

"Senior Brother Sun Jingzhi is still alive?"

"No, senior brother's life flame was extinguished in the ancestral hall a few months ago."

"This must be another scholar who has obtained the Immortal Dao Fruit and thus gained its recognition!"

"Who is it! Who took away the Immortal Dao Fruit from our Xiangshan Academy? And he borrowed it to become an immortal!"

These two people spoke to each other, and their words were full of thrilling shock.

The resonance of the principles of these two sacred artifacts enshrined in Xiangshan made the entire Xiangshan Academy shake. In just a few breaths, they all rushed to the residence of the two Yuanshen Great Elders.

"Two elders, what happened??"

The leader was a young gentleman, wearing a high crown and ancient clothes. Although he was less than twenty years old, he already showed a mature demeanor.

He is now the head of the Xiangshan Holy Land of Confucianism.

The king knows his fate!

He took over the position of the old boss Zhu Chenghuang.

Before that, he was just an unknown ordinary scholar in a private school.

At this time, a middle-aged man's voice with some dignity came:

"It's him……"

"It's you."

The young master calmly turned his head and looked at Wei Fengtian, who was walking towards here.

On the day he took over as the head of the school, this scholar who had left Xiangshan Academy in anger came back again and stood in front of Mr. Zhu who was about to return as if he were in a no-man's land. He didn't say anything, but just made a grand gesture.

The ceremony of kneeling three times and prostrating nine times.

The old gentleman looked at him expressionlessly as he finished his last discipleship ceremony, and said: "Looking at the Sui Dynasty now, your knowledge back then can indeed open a new family, but you will never become the head of Xiangshan."

At that time, Wei Fengtian was also expressionless, and just said: "I just want to come back and see you for the last time. Back then... I want to know, do you know what I did?"

The old leader closed his eyes: "I know."

After saying this, a Mount Tai in the southern Confucian altar suddenly passed away on the chair in front of Defeng Hall.

…

"The master is willing to doubt me because you are free. Wei has already said that I stay here just to calm my mind. I have also sworn that I will not harm Xiangshan Confucianism in the slightest. Otherwise, let me

The Taoist mind was possessed by demons and died..."

"You can even ask me to help you with anything."

While Wei Fengtian was speaking, his eyes were always staring in the direction of southern Xinjiang, his eyes full of complexity:

"Are you dead or alive?"

Head Xiao Wang glanced at Wei Fengtian and said no more. Letting Wei Fengtian stay in the Confucian sect was a decision made by many elders in the Confucian sect. Although he was the new head, he still couldn't do anything about it now.

Just control everything in Xiangshan.

Moreover, because Wei Fengtian took the initiative to swear that the main thing people in the Confucian sect cultivate is the word sincerity. If they are not sincere, their cultivation will plummet, or they will fall into the devil and die. From this point of view, he can really rest assured.

.

"Senior, do you know who has been blessed with the power of the Holy Immortal in Southern Xinjiang?"

Leader Xiao Wang asked.

"Besides my junior brother, there are..." Wei Fengtian said. Who else did he want to say? But he wasn't really sure, so he didn't say the last word.

Because when Chen Yujing went there twenty days ago, he felt it clearly, but the radiant truth that was conveyed in southern Xinjiang at this time was not Chen Yujing's peak spirit.

Could it be that in the end, he was able to untie his knot and be reborn from the ashes?

Wei Fengtian couldn't explain what he felt in his heart...

"It's Mr. Chen..." Wang Zhiming looked at Nanjiang, thinking in his eyes.

Regarding the incident in southern Xinjiang, relevant news has already spread back to the Central Plains in the past twenty days.

But at this time, Wei Fengtian turned back to look at the palace in Luoyang: "The outcome of southern Xinjiang has been stabilized, but it is the capital city where we are based that is about to undergo a major drastic change..."

"What?"

All the Confucian scholars here were shocked.

What is going to happen in the capital of Luoyang?

Wei Fengtian's eyes were faint, as if they had traveled through space, and landed on a man with an upright body in the Qintian Prison of the Imperial Palace.

"You are really my good disciple. You are better than your master. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, thousands of years later, you will leave your name in history, so that the world will always remember your eternal name."

In the palace.

The man dressed in vermilion seemed to feel something in his heart. He glanced in the direction of Xiangshan, his eyes were calm, and then he looked at the emperor standing in the center of the altar, leaning on his sword.

"In my lifetime, I will definitely be able to see my Great Sui Emperor come to the world. This is... the common wish of both your Majesty and me."

Han Ziqing looked at the emperor, feeling sad but also with more determination.

Reforms and new laws in ancient times all involve bloodshed and sacrifices. If we want to set a precedent in the ages, we must have unprecedented sacrifices.

It was as if he could sense the sadness of the Prime Minister behind him.

Dressed in imperial robes, Zhao Jian held his sword and stared at Jiuhua Prefecture in the north, saying:

"Now there is only this last biting thorn left in the Sui Dynasty. When I pull it out this time, what is left to Zheng'er is a sharp-edged artifact. The Sui Dynasty will sweep the world in his hands.

, unify the Central Plains."

this moment.

In the eyes of the emperor, he seemed to see two terrifying auras in the Zhou family and the Wen family in the Great Sui Dynasty. They were not much weaker than the quasi-immortal Li Hong from Jiuhuazhou, and they rushed towards Lu Qi together.

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………………

Rumble~~

Li Chunfeng's battle with the Beast God has reached the final moment.

This was his last ditch effort to burn out his fighting spirit, but it was already exhausted and reached its limit.

"You die to me first!!"

The beast god roared loudly, shocking the sky, with a terrifying claw that shattered the space in all directions and directly struck Li Chunfeng in the chest.

"boom"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Li Chunfeng's eyes were blurred and his body flew out.

There is no way to fight back. All it takes is the Beast God's final blow. This hermit who has been cultivating for three hundred years will bury the bones of the people of the Central Plains and the southern border.

But at this moment.

"boom"

A mighty and earth-shattering aura roared from behind Li Chunfeng. It was the immortal power of the world.

Go straight to the beast god.
To be continued...