"Fate?"

"Yes, fate, don't believe it, please see."

Liu Huai smiled wryly and pointed at the location where Chen Feng was just now.

The smoke gradually dissipated on the river, and a broken sarcophagus was embedded in the river bank.

A very pale hand pushed the sarcophagus away.

Chen Feng was in a bad shape, but obviously he was not fatally injured.

"Haha...this is fate?"

Looking at this scene, Wang Dao licked the corner of his mouth and smiled very embarrassedly. What is this?

Does fate kill him?

"This is fate!"

Liu Huai also shook his head and replied.

This is fate. He has calculated the fate of too many people. In the whole world, people struggle in fate but cannot be liberated.

If you look at the fate recorded by the predecessors, you will find that it is like an invisible hand among all living beings pushing everything.

Countless small destinies have become the destiny of the times and the wheel of history, but the wheel of history has driven the destiny of countless humble people.

Destiny, destiny, this is the most difficult thing in this world.

Wang Dao smiled a little helplessly.

"So we're dead?"

Liu Huai shook his head. There was no situation where he was bound to die, only those who were heading for death.

"No, it depends on when the scholar will come."

The two of them looked sad on the mountain, and everyone was stunned in the army formation at the foot of the mountain.

"It's nothing wrong?"

The high-temperature metal jet used in tanks can generally penetrate 1,000mm steel plates. In addition, the power of shell explosions, even a hole will be blown out even if the mountain is blown out.

But he stood up without any injuries.

"Very good, very bold!"

Chen Feng's voice was filled with anger on the verge of bursting.

He slowly stood up and regulating the disordered yin energy in his body.

But at this moment, a poem rang out in the distance.

"I used to be in the East Sea, and I had to eat purple clouds in the mountains. I met Anqigong, and I ate dates as big as melons.

When he was middle-aged, he returned home because he was not satisfied with his life. He was breeze and thanked Chunhui, and his white hair was seen.

I hope to get gold liquid, fly and climb the cloud car. I wish to follow the Master’s Temple of Heaven and sweep the fallen flowers with the immortals…”

Its voice sounds like poetry, but it also has a melody charm.

That's the feeling of a scholarly family.

"This voice!"

Wang Daoyi looked down the side of the cliff.

"Zhou Yunyuan?"

"Master Wang, long time no see!"

Zhou Yunyuan was wearing a Confucian robe and was carrying a swordsmanship in his left hand.

?He smiled faintly, a gentleman, gentle as jade.

The man stood like a lingering orchid and a jade tree, and smiled like the bright moon entering his arms.

"You priest, you seem to be in trouble."

"You shouldn't have come here, it's a big trouble."

Wang Daoyi knew this person, and they were still talking about the aisle in Wudang two years ago.

After discussing the Tao, Zhou Yunyuan said that he had read thousands of books and wanted to travel thousands of miles.

I don't expect that he actually came here today.

"I can't escape the trouble, but I can try it."

In the air, Chen Feng's terrifying yin energy was so conspicuous that Zhou Yunyuan could feel him as soon as he arrived here.

Wang Daoyi smiled bitterly: "If you can't try, you will die."

"A gentleman sacrifices his life, a kind sails backwards, and a cultivator saves the world. This is the great way."

Zhou Yunyuan smiled and said, "He gently untied his sword to the ground."

He is a disciple of Confucianism, and he also practices swordsmanship.

Confucianism has six requirements for art, sword strike, calligraphy and morality.

"The Literature of Zhou·Baoshi" says: "To raise a nation to use Taoism, he taught the six arts: one is five rituals, two is six music, three is five archery, four is five archery, five is six books, and six is ​​nine numbers."?

However, these people cannot suppress ghosts and gods, nor can they suppress these evil people who cultivate yin energy.

If you want to suppress ghosts and gods, only Haoran is the only one.

Zhou Yunyuan walked towards Chen Feng step by step, and a huge and pure aura on his body was flowing.

The great spirit is the most powerful and strong.

This kind of qi is masculine and powerful, with qi running through the rainbow and qi soaring into the sky.

Mencius said: It is the most powerful and strong, and it is directly nourished without harm, and it will be blocked between heaven and earth.

This kind of energy is accomplished in nature, and it is difficult for ordinary people to practice. If you do not practice directly in a partial category, you will only have ten people who have achieved great success in thousands of years, only a hundred people who have achieved small success, and only tens of people who have entered the school.

It is qi, which is matched with righteousness and Tao; without such things, it is discouraged.

This is the most difficult method to practice. It does not practice martial arts to achieve immortality, and does not cultivate the vision of broad knowledge. It cultivates the mind, cultivates virtue, and cultivates the body.

Seeking the virtue of the heart and the actions are in line with one's actions, and being ashamed of the sky, being ashamed of the earth, being ashamed of the actions are ashamed of the people, and being ashamed of the heart.

"I cultivate my energy and do great things; I have morality in my heart, and I have good deeds and I am ashamed of my actions..."

A faint voice sounded in Zhou Yunyuan's mouth, but his tone was as good as Jinshi.

There seemed to be something in the world being driven by Zhou Yunyuan, without any rituals or singing.

Everything comes naturally, but it shakes the world.

"I'll go, this is the posture of a great Confucian sage!"

Liu Huai looked at Zhou Yunyuan who was walking towards Chen Feng below, and couldn't help but feel that his virtue was humble.

The vast and vast aura comes from the sky.

"This is impossible. The scum in the court who deceived the world and robbed the world and corrupted Confucianism could not have anyone cultivated a great aura. At most, it is the 'Donglin Haoran' that is sagely powerful. You must have the holy objects of the ancestors, but you only have the great aura that is exaggerated. I can break it with my backhand."

Chen Feng seemed to have seen something incredible. The Confucian scholar of the Ming Dynasty had already become disastrous during the Wanli period.

It would be fine if you don’t practice virtue. You can dig your graves and find the relics of your ancestors to make a falsified spirit. There are countless people named after the great scholars.

How could such people have cultivated a great spirit?

Fake, it must be fake.

Chen Feng's body was filled with yin energy. If the Confucian scholars in the Ming Dynasty were useful, they could determine the mountains, rivers and the country. How could these internal officials be valued?

It must be fake!

Zhou Yunyuan's aura was as majestic as Mount Tai, and the vast aura came from all directions.

"Then let me show you the real aura. No matter what, you shouldn't have killed this way."

Zhou Yunyuan looked around and looked at the corpses and blood, and said with a cold expression.

The great energy suppresses the ghosts and gods in the world and drives away the evil spirits in the world.

It is vast and vast as the frontier of the sky.

The great aura that Chen Xiangshu was able to induce the artifacts that day was, at this time, the great aura became a hundred times larger and irresistible.

"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which can drive away ghosts and gods and drive away evil spirits."

As Zhou Yunyuan's ignited aura erupted, it instantly overturned like a mountain torrent.

But compared to mountain torrents, the great aura is more absolute. It does not harm good or evil, and does not harm things and suppress demons.

The extremely powerful and powerful aura swept across thousands of miles and headed towards Chen Feng.

"The immortals open the mountain!"

Chen Feng turned the chain into a stick again, and a phantom with a scattered ghost appeared behind him and pointed it out with a single point.

But this time, it did not shake Qianli Haoran.

Under the great energy, the yin energy is like foam floating in the water, without any ability to resist.

In the sky, Qin Chuming looked at Zhou Yunyuan's attack.

It feels like an apprentice becomes a master.
Chapter completed!