As soon as these words came out, countless students in Shangyin Academy were shocked.

That was the first generation of Confucian sages. Why did a Confucian sage who lived for eight hundred years worship a descendant?

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two figures in the center of the mirror lake.

The next moment, under everyone's gaze, Zhang Fuyao bowed and bowed to the east.

In an instant, the sky was filled with purple energy.

Like a vast ocean, the waves are surging towards the sky, turbulently heading towards the east.

That is Confucian destiny.

Zhang Fuyao suppressed Confucianism for eight hundred years.

Following Zhang Fuyao's bow, they all flocked to the east.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Fuyao stood up slightly and murmured: "How can the future Taoist ancestor not be able to pay homage to me, Zhang Fuyao!"

"She... deserves to be worshiped by everyone in the world!"

"I, Zhang Fuyao, have lived in this world for eight hundred years. This time, I should be the pioneer!"

The sound of Zhang Fuyao's murmur sounded.

The next moment, everyone saw Zhang Fuyao flying up into the sky, with countless rays of light erupting from his body.

There seemed to be countless scholars singing in the light.

"The Master said: It is like a mountain. It has not yet formed a fence. It stops, and I stop."

"It's like a flat ground. Even if I cover a fence and move forward, I will move forward."

"The Master said: A wise man is not confused, a kind man is not worried, a brave man is not afraid."

"Wherever the Tao is, I can go there even if there are thousands of people!"

"..."

The sounds gradually converged into a huge sound, like thunder, resounding throughout the world.

The next moment, Zhang Fuyao's flying body suddenly exploded and turned into endless light, covering the sky and the sun.

Eight hundred years of scholarly business were wiped out, just to destroy the immortal pioneer.

"Rumble..."

The sky was filled with brilliance, like a torrential wave, covering the heaven and earth.

The thin line that the immortals used to fish for the mortal world across the fairy world was directly cut off and isolated by the overwhelming scholarly energy.

This Confucian sage who lived for eight hundred years actually used his own power to cover up the prying eyes of the immortals in the sky.

"Asshole... Zhang Fuyao, how dare you do this!"

Sounds like thunder came from the nine heavens.

With such deep anger, it seemed that even all the water in the world could not suppress the general anger.

Suddenly the color of heaven and earth changed.

But as Zhang Fuyao's eight hundred years of book business disappeared, the world seemed to be cut off from now on.

Its purpose is only to destroy the immortals and reshape the way of heaven as a pioneer.

"Waiting for the tide to subside in Zhoujing Lake, I sighed that there was no one to share the moonlight with. After thousands of years of events in the world, I am still an old scholar."

"Who can argue with the scholar's loyalty? This thought should still exist even if the bones are decaying. Tomorrow the immortals will be destroyed and the path will be broken. I can't wait to see the heaven and earth return to their original state."

Zhang Fuyao's old voice resounded throughout the world.

It actually overshadowed the words of the Immortal from the Immortal Realm, shocking countless mortal beings and looking up to the sky.

I don’t know why, but many people feel endless sadness due to this sound.

Hiding for eight hundred years, just waiting for the day of immortality.

It takes eight hundred years to sharpen a heart, and eight hundred years of scholarly energy are like a knife cutting through the connection between heaven and man, covering all living beings in this world.

"Who says scholars are useless!"

At this moment, the injustice in the hearts of all the students of Shangyin Academy broke out, like the roar of mountains and seas.

It seems to be responding to the first generation of Confucian sages who were pioneers.

"Sir...the troops are disbanded!"

Xu Weixiong said softly, looking at Dongfang standing on the mirror lake: "I would rather be a pioneer than pave the way for her!"

"teacher!"

On a barren hilltop, Huang Longshi looked at the direction of Shangyin Academy in the distance, his eyes dim with tears, and his heart felt like a huge stone was pressing down on him.

"Zhang Rusheng is righteous!"

Wudang Mountain, Lu Zu, who transformed into a flood elephant, sang softly.

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were looking in the direction of Shangyin Academy.

Everyone knows that all this is to pave the way for that girl.

At the same time, everyone was extremely curious as to how the girl made this Confucian sage who had lived for eight hundred years willingly serve as a pioneer.

"You...actually don't have to be like this!"

Standing on the Mirror Lake, Dongfang also seemed to have a heavy burden in his heart.

In the past, there was Li Chungang, and there was Lu Zu who entered Tianmen, and now Zhang Fuyao is taking the lead.

Dongfang seems to understand again.

The Confucian sage, who had been waiting for eight hundred years, saw hope and took the risk with his own life.

I wish I could see heaven and earth return to their original state.

This old Confucian sage was looking forward to the return of heaven and earth before his death.

"So... even if I give up now, will there be someone to push me forward?"

"This is... countless strong people are sacrificing their lives to create a great trend for him!"

The East looks up to the sky, and with the help of this general trend, he will surely be able to suppress the world, gather endless luck, and fight for the sky.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, the vast fortune above Dongfang's head finally converged into one.

Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and the integration of the three religions.

At this moment, the luck brought Dongfang as if he was merging with heaven and earth.

"Buzz..."

At the moment when Dongfang Yuan Shen merged into the heaven and earth, the eastern sky was suddenly filled with purple energy, swarming towards this place.

The purple air comes thirty thousand miles from the east.

The vast scene made the entire world seem to be wrapped in endless purple energy.

"The Purple Qi has traveled thirty thousand miles from the east, and another saint has emerged?"

Countless people looked up, and a thought suddenly came to their minds.

All the powerful men in the world also stopped talking at this moment, looking at the purple energy in the sky and saying nothing.

But his eyes were filled with endless shock.

The integration of the three teachings and luck has been achieved by many people.

But this has never been the case.

But that girl, who now monopolizes the luck of the three religions, actually produced such a scene.

It's like heaven and earth are congratulating him.

Countless people thought of the legendary Tao Ancestor.

It is said that the same scene happened when Taoist ancestors became enlightened.

Now that it appears again, there will be another Taoist ancestor in the world.

A Taoist who brings order to chaos?

However, no matter how shocked everyone was, Dongfang instantly fell into understanding.

The purple energy comes thirty thousand miles from the east, and the laws of heaven and earth are fully revealed.

The fortunes of the three religions merged, and he, Dongfang, alone now accounts for half of the fortunes in the world.

All kinds of enlightenments flashed in Dongfang's mind like countless spiritual lights.

Dongfang ignored everything and looked directly at his feet.

Look at the Mirror Lake under the ice beneath your feet.
To be continued...