A quiet figure in white suddenly appeared on the top of Burial Mountain. After looking at the world for a while, he appeared in the courtyard of the back hall of the academy.
"teacher."
Feng Qingyan still saluted respectfully.
Click——
The door to the apse opened slowly.
An Xiu walked out of the back hall, looked at Feng Qingyan, smiled, and said: "Tea just happened to be delivered from the Holy Land. It has been a long time since we, master and disciple, sat down to drink tea together."
"How dare I resign, my disciple?"
Feng Qingyan smiled.
An Xiu took a wooden box to a pavilion in the yard. Feng Qingyan then went to get spring water and put it on the copper stove to cook...
After a while.
The fragrance of flowers fills the air.
After Feng Qingyan chatted with the teacher for a while about Confucian classics and some things about Mingtian, he said: "Teacher, I want to ask the teacher to sit in the sky and earth. The disciple is going to bring heaven and earth to Mingtian and merge with Mingtian. However, after the heaven and earth descend,
When you are in Mingtian, you will definitely be rejected, resisted, and even maliciously attacked by Mingtian..."
"Has it come to this already?"
After An Xiu took a sip of tea, he said: "What are your chances of winning? Mingtian, after all, is Mingtian, not a small world. The laws and avenues are extremely profound, so you need to be cautious."
"With a teacher in charge, it's at least 80% guaranteed." Feng Qingyan said, pondering for a moment before adding, "Disciples have already prepared what should be prepared, and it will be the same if we wait any longer.
"If it's 80%, you can really give it a try."
An Xiu frowned and thought, then nodded and said, after thinking about it, he looked at Feng Qingyan, "However, if you are a teacher, you will work hard to 99% before taking action. So, you have to think carefully.
, absolutely cannot fail.”
"Disciple knows."
Feng Qingyan nodded, took a sip of tea, then looked at Tianyu and said, "I can wait, but the Yangjian can't wait any longer, and I, the Nine Provinces human race, can't wait any longer. Also, there is 'Yi' who can't wait any longer.
"
"Maybe someone knows about me."
"This is serious."
"Has 'one' known about you?"
An Xiu frowned and his face gradually became a little solemn. He knew what "one" was.
This wasn't just what Feng Qingyan told him.
"It is impossible to hide the birth of reincarnation for a long time. Those 'ones' will definitely know." Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and then said, "These 'ones' will not allow reincarnation to be born, and will definitely stop it at all costs."
"At this time, even Mingtian Dao will be hard to resist."
"The Mingtian Avenue has resisted those 'ones' for a long enough time. It is difficult to resist them any longer. Moreover, the Mingtian Avenue will not fight against those 'ones' for my sake..."
"Those 'ones' will burn everything in order to take that step and become the great 'one'."
"And reincarnation will block them."
Feng Qingyan said softly.
"If those 'ones' are aware of it, it seems that they really can't wait any longer." An Xiu said with a solemn expression, feeling quite worried in his heart, but then he smiled and said, "80% sure, that's enough."
"Don't worry, with a master in charge, heaven and earth cannot be destroyed."
An Xiu said solemnly.
"Thank you, teacher."
Feng Qingyan stood up and bowed.
An Xiu also stood up and said quickly: "You and I are both from the Nine Provinces human race, why should we be so polite? Besides, you were once the emperor of the earth, and now you are the lord of reincarnation. You will dominate the heavens and all the spirits. How can anyone bear it?
Your gift?"
“Once a teacher, always a teacher.”
Seal Qingyan Road.
An Xiu didn't think about it any further and just said: "When will it start?"
"Nine days later."
Feng Qingyan glanced at Tianyu Dao.
"Okay, let me prepare for nine days, and in the nine days I will take over the world for you."
An Xiu said seriously.
At this time, Anxiu no longer called himself his teacher, but called himself me.
Feng Qingyan bowed respectfully and left.
An Xiu watched Feng Qingyan leave, then turned to look at the majestic Burial Mountain. After looking at it for a while, he turned back to the back hall and went to the study, picked up the Confucian classics and began to read aloud seriously.
Then the sound of reading resounded loudly in the academy.
The sound is full of charm.
As if traveling from ancient time and space, a thick mist gradually arose in the world around the academy.
At this moment, the whole academy was quiet.
Only the sound that traveled through ancient times flows quietly between heaven and earth, gently flowing into the hearts of all the students.
It was as if they were riding on the sound, traveling to different time and space worlds...
Donglou Hui, who had been sitting in the academy, was slightly surprised at this moment. He seemed to feel something and said, "Is it finally going to start?"
In the blink of an eye, several hours passed.
An Xiu finally stopped.
He walked out of the back hall of the academy and walked toward the State of Lu.
His pace was not fast, but the scene around him was retreating rapidly, and he didn't know how many miles he had traveled in the blink of an eye.
It only takes half an hour.
Then he came to Rucheng.
Come to the Holy Land.
At this moment, he stood on Wuchang Mountain, looking at the looming mountains in the holy land, and walked straight step by step.
These looming mountains are the Twenty-Seven Mountains of Books in Confucianism, containing endless power.
It was left by the Confucians.
The twenty-seven books of Confucianism are divided into three categories.
1. Twelve Jingshan Mountains: Renshan, Yishan, Lisanshan, Shishan, Shangshan, Yishan, Leshan, Spring and Autumn Four Mountains, Jingshan, Zishan, Shishan, and Jishan.
Three and six ancient mountains: Tianfen Mountain, Difen Mountain, Renfen Mountain, Wudian Mountain, Basuo Mountain and Jiuqiu Mountain.
But in the blink of an eye.
An Xiu then came to the foot of the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain, looked at the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain and said: "Teacher has seen all the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain, and the disciple has also seen all the Twenty-Seven Academy. As a disciple, I am also a teacher.
How can it be left behind?"
Then An Xiu walked up to the first book mountain, Renshan, and said lightly: "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I am going..."
When he hasn't finished speaking yet.
Countless words flew out of Renshan and quickly disappeared into his body.
The higher he walked, the more words flew out of Renshan. From a distance, it looked like snow had fallen on Renshan.
Snowflakes are flying upside down.
At this moment, many students in the Holy Land have noticed it, especially the students from Renshang, Jiaoyu, Ph.D., etc.
They all stopped and looked at the flying "snowflakes" in confusion.
This is?
An old doctor was stunned for a moment, then looked shocked.
As time passed, the vision of snowflakes flying upside down in Renshan alarmed countless students in the Holy Land, including the leader, the Great Benevolent Master and other great sages.
They flew quickly and landed in front of Renshan Mountain.
"This is?"
When they are shocked.
An Xiu had already reached the top of Renshan Mountain and stood still.
Whoosh!
It's like heavy snowfall.
Countless snow-white words flew out from Ren Chu and sank crazily into An Xiu's body.
Everyone saw that Renshan, which was originally majestic, had become shorter and smaller.
As the snowflakes fly more and more.
Ren becomes shorter and smaller.
Many students were stunned. They didn't know what was happening in front of them, but they felt very scary.
When they come to their senses.
I found that the majestic Renshan Mountain had disappeared, leaving only a flat land. And on the land, stood an elegant middle-aged man wearing Confucian clothes...
"..."
"..."
Countless people were stunned and looked at An Xiu speechless.
Even the leader, the Great Benevolent Master and other great sages were so shocked that they could not recover for a long time.
Anxiu sucked Renshan?
Before they came back to their senses, they stared blankly at An Xiu.
Anxiu has already walked towards Yishan.
"Although there are thousands of people, I will go..."
He said as he walked.
Then, countless snow-white words flew out of Yishan, flying out like snowflakes and sinking into his body crazily.
"..."
"..."
The students in the Holy Land opened their mouths wide again.
However, I couldn't say a word, and my heart was so shocked...
The leader, the great benevolent master and other great sages came to their senses, but they didn't quite understand what was happening before them.
Although I didn't understand it, I didn't stop it.
Just watch quietly.
There was a vague expectation in their hearts, as if something big was about to be discovered.
When all the mountains of Yi turned into snow-white words and submerged into Anxiu's body, a flat land appeared again in the Holy Land.
At this moment, An Xiu is still elegant and doesn't seem to have changed much.
But look carefully.
When they saw Anxiu, it seemed to have become a mountain, it seemed to be Renshan, it seemed to be Yishan...
If you look closely, you will see that it is a person.
At this time, Anxiu walked towards the third mountain of books, the third mountain of Li, then the mountain of poetry, the mountain of Shang, the mountain of Yi, the mountain of Leshan, and the four mountains of Spring and Autumn.
Walking up one mountain after another.
Every time you pass a mountain, another mountain disappears.
In other words, it submerged into An Xiu's body and became a part of An Xiu.
At this moment, the heaven and earth in the Holy Land were as silent as death.
An Xiu did not stop and continued walking towards Jingshan, Zishan, Shishan and Jishan.
After walking through Ershijing Mountain, we headed towards Jiuyi Mountain.
At this time, even the leader was stunned, as if he had lost his mind and could not think at all.
When Anxiu came from Jiuyi Mountain, he came to Liugu Mountain.
but.
This time Liugu Mountain did not disappear so easily.
However, there were still countless snow-white words flying out from Liugu Mountain and sinking into his body one by one.
Whether it is Tianfen Mountain, Difen Mountain, Renfen Mountain, Wudian Mountain, Basuo Mountain, or Jiuqiu Mountain.
They are all the most difficult to understand in Confucian classics.
we can even say.
No one can fully understand them now.
Even the old doctor from Sanfenshan could only get a glimpse of it.
It only took one day to repair Twelve Classics Mountain; it also only took one day to repair Jiuyi Mountain; but when he came to Liugu Mountain, it took three days, and Liugu Mountain was still there...
An Xiu stood in the center of Liugu Mountain and saluted to Liugu Mountain: "I need your help."
When he finished speaking.
Liugu Mountain then turned into countless snowflakes, one after another sinking into An Xiu's body.
The sky and the earth are all white.
After a while.
Liugu Mountain disappeared.
At this point, all the twenty-seven books of Confucianism have been absorbed into An Xiu's body.
Both the leader and the ordinary students had their eyes wide open at this moment, and were so shocked that they could not speak.
There are no words to describe the shock in my heart.
They stared blankly, like wood carvings and clay sculptures.
At this moment An Xiu did not move and stood quietly.
But after a moment, he suddenly stepped out and appeared in Rucheng...
Rumble——
Suddenly there was a violent shock between heaven and earth.
The Confucian students in Confucian City were surprised and suddenly looked up.
They saw wisps of white mist between the sky and the earth, rapidly gathering from all sides of the sky and the earth.
There are more and more white fog.
In an instant, it became vast and majestic.
At this time, the leader, the great benevolent master and other great sages, great Confucians, and many students quickly came out of the Holy Land.
They looked at An Xiu, looking at the white mist between the sky and the earth.
"This is?"
Lord Ren's heart suddenly shook, as if he thought of something, his eyes widened slightly.
At this moment, many great sages and scholars looked at each other in shock, as if they had thought of something, and there were expressions of disbelief on their faces.
An Xiu stood motionless, feeling an invisible terrifying pressure between heaven and earth.
It suddenly fell on him.
It's as if the world is weighing on him.
Extremely heavy.
It was as if he was going to be crushed.
His expression did not change.
The waist is not bent.
Standing upright like a javelin, without bending at all.
Under the terrifying pressure, the bones in his body made a sound like gold and jade.
A faint white light burst out.
As time passed, the white light became more and more intense and became dazzling.
"Holy Light of Bones?"
You Daxian was shocked, with some fanaticism in his eyes.
What does this mean?
This shows that Anxiu is about to become a saint.
The pressure on An Xiu at this moment is becoming more and more terrifying. It is no longer as simple as a world.
But there are countless worlds.
but.
His face was calm and unchanged.
The waist bone never bent even a little bit, it was as straight as a javelin.
The throne of Xusheng is as heavy as ten thousand juns, like a whole world; and the throne of Holy Saint is as heavy as ten thousand juns, like the weight of countless worlds.
How can ordinary people afford it?
but.
An Xiu's waist has never been bent.
If you can't bear it, you will become disabled at worst, and your body and soul will disappear if you can. If you can bear it, you will naturally be the best in the world.
At this moment, countless Confucian scholars and students in Confucius City looked at An Xiu in the sky in shock.
Sanctify!
Sanctify!
This is their only thought.
It's also the craziest idea.
Who would have thought?!
However, the leader, the great benevolent master and other great sages gradually became worried. After all, it is the weight of the world. Can An Xiu be able to bear it?
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"Holy Light of Bones?"
You Daxian was shocked, with some fanaticism in his eyes.
What does this mean?
This shows that Anxiu is about to become a saint.
The pressure on An Xiu at this moment is becoming more and more terrifying. It is no longer as simple as a world.
But there are countless worlds.
but.
His face was calm and unchanged.
The waist bone never bent even a little bit, it was as straight as a javelin.
The throne of Xusheng is as heavy as ten thousand juns, like a whole world; and the throne of Holy Saint is as heavy as ten thousand juns, like the weight of countless worlds.
How can ordinary people afford it?
but.
An Xiu's waist has never been bent.
If you can't bear it, you will become disabled at worst, and your body and soul will disappear if you can. If you can bear it, you will naturally be the best in the world.
At this moment, countless Confucian scholars and students in Confucius City looked at An Xiu in the sky in shock.
Sanctify!
Sanctify!
This is their only thought.
It's also the craziest idea.
Who would have thought?!
However, the leader, the great benevolent master and other great sages gradually became worried. After all, it is the weight of the world. Can An Xiu be able to bear it?