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The bright moon hung high, and the cold moonlight covered the entire Taoist temple.
The middle-aged deacon from the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy had an extremely ugly face. He stared at Su Qinian with a cold and sinister tone and said: "Second son of the Su family, you really want to disobey the Confucian order and our Royal Academy."
will!"
Su Qinian glanced at him and said calmly: "I am the new director of the hospital."
What!
At this time, the middle-aged deacon was stunned. He did not expect to receive such news. Although he did not want to admit it, in history, the president of the Taoist Academy had the same status as the president of the Royal Academy, and both were canonized as righteous by the first emperor of the Han Dynasty.
Although he has no right to participate in politics, he is one of the most respected figures in the world of martial arts.
Now, with the fall of the Taoist Academy, although no one mentions this period of history, as long as the emperor of the Han Dynasty has not issued an imperial edict and the Ministry of Officials has not destroyed the files, it is difficult to deny this period of history.
In front of the main hall, the old man's face became ugly. There was no way out. The Great Confucian Order was not ordinary, let alone a master of the Yuan Shen List like the Five-Finger Qin Immortal. The Five Colored Great Confucian Order was even more terrifying than the ordinary Great Confucian Order.
"Okay! In that case, you two generations of academy masters will accept the order of Confucianism!"
The middle-aged deacon sneered, turned his eyes suddenly, looked into the void, and said: "Young monk, you are not leaving either!"
Void smiled evilly, took another deep breath, shouted the Buddha's name, and said: "The prey of the young monk is here. The prey will not leave, and the young monk will not leave."
"I don't know what you mean!" the middle-aged deacon sneered, and then raised his voice, "The great Confucian has given the order, but you still don't kneel down to receive it!"
This was a deliberate humiliation, but it was obvious that no one, including Xukong and Su Qinian, took it to heart.
Even in front of the main hall, the old man licked his ears and asked doubtfully: "Which dog is barking?"
The middle-aged deacon from the Royal Academy almost rushed to the door with anger, his whole face turned red. He angrily yelled: "How dare you blaspheme the Confucian order! You will be doomed!"
The next moment, with pious eyes, he held the five-color scroll high, and then slowly opened it.
boom!
An unspeakable energy rose up. Accompanied by five-color light, it illuminated half of Chang'an City in an instant.
This is a terrifying and majestic energy. Even the disciples of the Royal Academy, who are far away in the alley, and even some secret spies from various forces, can't help but tremble all over, and some can't bear this invisible energy.
, retreat again and again.
The Great Confucian Order of Five Colors comes from Shang Yu, the dean of the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy and the Five Finger Qin Immortal Palace.
"When the great Confucian gives orders, all schools and academies bow their heads. No one dares to disobey!"
The eyes of the disciples of the Royal Academy were full of enthusiasm and reverence, and they even felt proud. As disciples of the Royal Academy, this was also their honor.
The sky above the Taoist temple.
The five-color scroll was opened and suspended, and the five elements between heaven and earth gathered together. This was a kind of great majesty. For example, Su Qinian felt that the air around him was stagnant, like gold and iron, imprisoning him in place.
His muscles and bones were crackling all over his body. It was hard to imagine that just the first wisp of energy was so terrifying. Su Qinian's eyes were more solemn than ever before. If he were an ordinary master who had just entered the second-rate dragon and tiger realm, he would probably be here in an instant.
He was crawling under the majestic Qi machine and could not bear it at all. Only his strong body made of ten levels of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" could forcibly support him.
"Amitabha!"
There was a long chant in the void. With hands clasped together, the body of the Third Ming King emerged from behind. The ancient Buddha's shadow loomed in the void. It was no longer as majestic as before. It was only as tall as it was. It seemed that it would collapse and dissipate into nothingness at any time.
Big beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead. At this moment, this disciple of the Evil Buddha smiled bitterly. Today, he has really failed. This road to transcendence is indeed not easy to follow.
Only the old man in front of the main hall, although his eyes were equally solemn, did not seem to be affected at all.
The next moment, the five-color scroll was enlarged. On the scroll, you could vaguely see mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, with fairy mist lingering and auspicious energy steaming.
Then, a slender figure walked out of it, as if the figure in the painting had turned from reality to reality and descended into the human world.
A middle-aged man who looks gentle and handsome, wearing a five-color robe, condensed from the five elements of heaven and earth. His black hair is like ink, tied up with five-color ribbons. At this time, he is stepping into the void and standing in the sky above the Taoist temple.
A terrifying Qi that was several times more powerful than before overflowed. It belonged to a top Yuanshen figure and a great Confucian. If it were not just a Confucian order, it would be enough to make the first-class people bow down.
Despite this, Su Qinian also felt a great pressure. His muscles and bones creaked all over, and he gradually reached the limit of endurance.
Plop!
Monk Void fell down and sat cross-legged. He was reciting inexplicable scriptures. Behind him, the phantom of King Ming was rising and falling. The light of the black gold Buddha was lingering. There were some strange Sanskrit chants. Slowly, an eternal breath spread out, but he could barely resist it.
Live this drooping majestic air.
Over the Taoist temple, the middle-aged man who stepped out of the five-color scroll glanced at the young monk, and then his eyes fell on the old man in front of the main hall, and his identity was self-evident.
Dean of the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy, Shang Yu of the Five-Finger Qin Immortal Palace.
Before the five-finger piano fairy could speak, the old man's mocking voice sounded in front of the main hall.
"Gong Shangyu, it's rare for you to use a Primordial Spirit Brand to kill me. After so many years, you still haven't made any progress. I'm very curious, how can you have the nerve to call yourself a great Confucian before you have learned the true teachings of Confucianism?"
The five-fingered harp fairy in five-colored robes dropped his gaze when he heard this. There was a sonorous sword sound in front of the hall, and the vacuum was like a sword. The invisible edge almost cut the vacuum, but he was always separated by an inch from the old man.
"After enduring it for so many years, I thought you were going to die peacefully and pass away peacefully, but I didn't expect you to still be restless." Gong Shangyu said lightly, "Just because the seniors in the inner courtyard kept their hands, it doesn't mean that I will also keep my hands.
It will be annihilated, and no one can restart the past. What should come to an end must come to an end. Since you are so urgent, I will naturally give you a lift myself."
"Five hundred years ago, you all knew what was right and wrong," the old man suddenly said in a deep voice, "but the old man didn't expect that shamelessness can be passed down from generation to generation."
"You!" The middle-aged deacon not far away was furious.
But Gong Shangyu was not angry, his eyes were calm, and his five-color robe fluttered lightly in the moonlight, as if a heavenly god was coming to the dust, high above, as majestic as a prison.
"No one can violate order and rules. Everything under order is false."
Hearing this, the old man sneered: "Order and rules? This is also the reason why Gong Shangyu was half a step away from inheriting the true inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism!"
Um?
Gong Shangyu finally frowned, and the entire Taoist temple fell into a vacuum world in an instant. The majestic aura became stronger and stronger. He said calmly: "No matter how much you talk, you can't hide your fall. No matter how great your reason is, you can't escape."
But in this entire world of hundreds of millions of Han people, I am here and you are there, and this is the end."
"You are the second son of the Su family and the successor of the "Life-breaking Knife"."
Suddenly, the five-finger piano fairy's eyes moved and fell on Su Qinian.
Faced with a top soul figure, in Su Qi's short experience, only Jin Guangzhen, the master of Jinsuo Peak, could give him such heavy oppression in person. And as the old man said, the person in front of him was just a man.
Despite this, in Su Qinian's life, compared with the Five-fingered Qin Immortal, Jinguang Zhenren was far behind.
At this glance, Su Qinian had the illusion that all his secrets were exposed. Although it was just a mark, it seemed to penetrate into the depths of his soul.
"It's a pity that your qualifications and understanding are ordinary, but you are suitable for the "Life-breaking Knife", and you have been improved and achieved your current achievements, but it is just drinking poison to quench your thirst. It is easy to break after just passing, and you are destined not to live long." Gong Shangyu looked a little bit.
Youyuan, with an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, said, "I really didn't expect that your broken line of inheritance would be continued again. Master Jiyuan also has some means, but he can only fight to the death. After a lapse of time,
Five hundred years later, I still want to touch the taboo. I really thought that we, the inheritors, would forget the past."
Su Qinian was silent, as if he had walked into a large invisible network, the extent of which was far beyond his imagination.
But he doesn't care about all this. The reason why he is still standing here is only because the God of Pregnancy has established the Tao, but he wants to have a clear conscience.
The red gold long sword was clanging. The next moment, Su Qi raised the long sword and pointed at the void.
Not far away, Void's breathing almost stopped. He never thought that Su Qinian would be so courageous that he dared to raise his sword at the Five-fingered Qin Immortal. Even if it was just a Confucian order or a trace of the Primordial Spirit's imprint, it would definitely not be possible.
This is something that his current state can't resist. He is really trying to use his arms as a chariot, not knowing what he can do.
"good!"
At this moment, only the old man shouted loudly. To this day, what else can he say? The descendants of the life-saving knife in the past generations have never disappointed, even if they are brilliant for a moment.
"What passes away will eventually be annihilated."
Just uttering these seven words softly, in the sky above the Taoist courtyard, the Primordial Spirit Brand that came out of the five-color Confucian Order took action.
The five-color robe danced lightly under the moon. It was a palm with slender fingers. At this moment, it was pressed down in the air, and the five-color edge flowed from the fingertips. In an instant, it magnified, covering the sky and the moon, covering the entire Taoist temple.
The majestic aura belonging to the top soul figures, even just a trace of the soul brand, exudes great pressure.
puff!
At this moment, Void coughed up blood, and the phantom of King Ming collapsed behind him. He could no longer bear it, and was oppressed by the invisible energy. In an instant, countless muscles and bones were severed.
"The great scholar gave the order, and that one took action!"
Outside the deep alley, the eyes of almost the entire Chang'an were focused on the sky above the Taoist temple. The figure with dense five-color light seemed to be as high as the sky, with the power of the heaven and earth, and its majesty reached the heaven and earth.
At this time, in the Taoist courtyard, the figure belonging to Su Qinian sat down cross-legged. His black hair moved without any wind, and he remained unmoved even though the sky above his head was falling apart and the earth was cracking.
The next moment, at the center of his eyebrows, the door of the divine court opened, and the body of the god, whose body was made of silver, was like the reincarnation of the gods in the heavens, bathed in the divine radiance, and stepped out. (Please recommend monthly tickets, Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps!
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