Standing on the high Zhengyang Mountains, Zhang Xiao watched the two gentlemen in white Confucian uniforms slowly disappear into the mountains, full of reluctance.
"Boy, do you think they are really good people? Humph."
At this moment, Wen Sangzi's cold snort came to mind, with a strong sense of contempt.
"Um?"
Zhang Xiao was stunned and asked with some surprise: "Do they have any bad intentions towards me?"
"Forehead."
Wen Sangzi paused when he heard the words, then shook his head in a calm tone and said, "I may not have any bad intentions towards you, but you don't know that Vice President Bai is extremely at odds with Tang Sanqiu."
"But he is also the vice-president, and he is not afraid of anyone. Therefore, the Tang family in the Zhengyang Mountains does not dare to offend too much."
"As for these two mentors, they travel around the world every three years. Any of their talented disciples will be rewarded with two spiritual stones as long as they enter the county academy, and even more if they enter Confucianism."
"Oh? That's it."
Zhang Xiao raised his thin hand pole, pointed the Juxian Order high at the sun in the sky, and said slowly.
"However, people in the world are all busy for profit. Whether they deal with the Tang family or obtain personal gains, these are not very important to me."
"The important thing is, they really saved my life."
"Um······."
When Wen Sangzi heard this, he nodded his gray head. Then he felt a little embarrassed, slowly shook his head, and sighed.
"If I hadn't suffered too much damage when I went through the thunder tribulation, I would have helped you kill them all today."
"No, senior, I do hate them, but I have no intention of killing them."
"Sometimes, if you hold all the hatred in your heart, you will have inner demons."
"I have been holding back my inner demon for fifteen years. I guess I got impatient and ran away on my own."
When Wen Sangzi heard this, he fell silent. At this moment, Zhang Xiao couldn't see clearly.
"Heaven and Earth..., hey, there are actually two words in this token of heaven and earth?"
Through the sunlight, a faint pattern appeared in Zhang Xiao's eyes on a green jade-like token.
The red ribbon fluttered and caressed the thin yellow cheek. It seemed to be unusually comfortable, and a look of curiosity burst out in Zhang Xiao's eyes.
"Hey, you are a country bumpkin, you are like a slave, but you actually know how to read? Who taught you?" Wen Sangzi was stunned for a moment, in disbelief, and a surprised voice hurriedly sounded.
"No, look at this character. It has two horizontal strokes and one stroke. Does it look like a person with his head pointing towards the roof and the sky?"
"Look at this, does it look like I'm walking on the slopes of the Zhengyang Mountains with a bundle of dead cow bones on my back? There are mountains surrounding me in the distance. I'm afraid it's the word "地" that joins the sky, right?"
"You really don't know the words?"
At this moment, Wen Sangzi stood in Zhang Xiao's mind, feeling a little uneasy.
"I don't know each other, but it seems like we have known each other for a long time. We understand each other?"
"Both understand each other? Are you kidding me, or are you bragging?"
Buzz, just when Wen Sangzi was extremely suspicious, suddenly, a pure vitality burst out from the order to promote talents held high by Zhang Xiao.
This vitality was like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating the wisdom and morality of countless creatures, glowing with endless vitality, and instantly enveloped Zhang Xiao's body.
Wuwuwu, buzzing sounds echoed over the thin body.
In an instant, a mighty light shone from the somewhat thin body, lighting up all the scars.
The scars twisted one after another when illuminated by the light. At this moment, the twisted scars were like ancient writing, with mysterious Taoist rhymes, steadily attracting the light and stopping it.
Boom boom boom, the huge haoran clear color mysterious energy enveloped the muscles, bones and flesh, and Zhang Xiao's whole person became agile.
"Xuanxin is pure, how is this possible?"
Wen Sangzi looked at the scene in front of him, his old eyes widened, glazed over, and full of surprise.
"Although this is not a profound skill, it is just an introduction. But its appearance shows that you are innocent and have a great cultural background..."
Boom, before Wen Sangzi finished speaking, suddenly, under the sunlight above the Zhengyang Mountains and enveloped in the upright and upright aura of the virtuous minister, Zhang Xiao's body began to shake rapidly.
Stop at the highest good, good, good.
Endless echoes reverberated deep inside Zhang Xiao's body, and a huge monument slowly emerged in Zhang Xiao's chest.
On top of the huge, ancient monument, there is a pure and majestic atmosphere. Surrounded by ancient textures, amidst the shining golden light, a huge word "good" seems to be the manifestation of the natural texture.
Wen Sangzi's eyes widened as he looked at the scene in front of him. His lips kept trembling, as if he had lost his mind and went crazy. He kept repeating words full of terror.
As for Zhang Xiao, his body was filled with huge vitality at this time. As his muscles, bones, flesh and skin were washed, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, motionless.
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The breeze swept through the green willows and swayed the entire creek.
Above the creek, the sparkling water ripples spread in all directions until they reached a tall water pavilion column before slowly disappearing.
Among the waterside pavilions, one by one, fifteen-year-old boys, who had just held a rite of passage, were wearing leather crowns and happily read along with the Master.
"The way of a university lies in being virtuous, being close to the people, and striving for perfection..."
The sound of reading loudly echoed on the long bluestone street. As the master shook his head with satisfaction as he looked at each student, the sound of reading slowly floated to the sky.
Hiccup, suddenly, above the green mountains and white clouds, a handsome crane flashed its long wings and slowly crossed the sky.
As for the man in Taoist robes on the back of the crane, he is even more graceful and handsome.
"Xian, you are so free and easy."
Even the master in the waterside pavilion couldn't help but raise his white head and look up to the sky, unable to help but envy the tunnel.
Zhang Xiao stood by the stream, heard the master's words, and nodded with deep understanding.
"Immortals are really free and unrestrained. They are freed from the shackles of life. They live a long life, are high and free."
"Hey, freedom? That's in this world. If you were in another place, you wouldn't think so."
"oh?"
Zhang Xiao was startled and looked at the mysterious man in purple robe who suddenly appeared beside him.
This mysterious man, with his blood-stained imperial robe, exudes endless killing and bloodshed.
In the endless blood and killing, huge coercion and charm flowed, but Zhang Xiao was so weird that he was not intimidated.
"Change a place? That's what the great god said?"
The mysterious man in purple imperial robe smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the world suddenly turned upside down, and the endless world collapsed.
In the collapsing world, immortals stepped forward one after another and fought in all directions.
In the end, the heaven and earth were destroyed, the immortals fell, the immortals fell, the human world was broken, and both human and spiritual beings were destroyed...
"What does this mean?"
Zhang Xiao was stunned and looked at the mysterious man in purple imperial robes speechlessly. He didn't know what this great god was evolving into.
"When heaven and earth are in good condition, immortals are free and happy. But if everything goes wrong, what will immortals do?"
"Yes, what is Xian going to do?"
Zhang Xiao stared at the mysterious man in purple imperial uniform, filled with endless doubts.
"Ask it."
The mysterious man in purple robe suddenly stretched out his index finger dripping with blood and pointed at a huge golden inscription.
On the monument, which is full of simplicity, endless charm and endless immortality, there is only one word "good".
And Zhang Xiao seemed to have known this word for thousands of years, ten thousand years, or tens of millions of years.