After walking for a while, Wang Liangyu saw an old man with white hair and beard standing by the firewood gate from a distance, with his body bent and leaning on a cane.
"Master?!" Seeing the old man, Wang Liangyu was shocked and ran forward quickly.
Kong Fuzi looked Wang Liangyu up and down, with a smile on his face: "Not bad! Not bad!" Then he turned around and nodded kindly towards Ah Qing, "Ah Qing, long time no see, you are beautiful again!"
After saying hello, Kong Fuzi's eyes fell on Yao Ji, his cloudy eyes flashed with light, he bowed slightly, cupped his hands and bowed: "The descendants of the human race, Qiu, have met the ancestors of the human race!"
"Do you recognize me?" Yao Ji looked at Kong Fuzi in surprise, her face full of doubts.
Kong Fuzi coughed lightly and did not give the two of them a chance to speak. He looked at Yao Ji indifferently and said slowly: "Qiu doesn't know the girl. He only knows that the girl is from the human race."
"My name is Yao Ji. I was the daughter of Emperor Yan in the past, and now I am the goddess of Wushan!" Yao Ji heard this and introduced herself.
"Qiu has seen the emperor's daughter!" Confucius bowed to her with great respect.
Hearing Kong Fuzi's name, Yao Ji was stunned, and then she laughed again. She looked at Kong Fuzi with a more meaningful look, and said slowly: "I will be a human race for one day, and I will be a human race for all my life!"
Confucius bowed slightly, and a kind smile appeared on his old face.
"The emperor is so complimentary!" Jiang Xinxue cupped her hands towards Yao Ji, her expression as calm as ever.
"Logically, given his cultivation and realm, this is the right thing to do!" Yao Ji said without any surprise.
Wang Liangyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became angry: "He believes in his fellow disciples!"
Because Wang Liangyu is the sage of Confucianism, he carries the majestic destiny of humanity.
Jiang Xinxue looked calm. She smiled at Kong Fuzi and Wen Yan, who were looking at each other, and then looked at Yao Ji and said with a hint of complaint: "The emperor has bad eyesight!" As she said that, her voice changed and her face was filled with anger.
The color of open-mindedness, "When I was ten, I was determined to learn; when I was eighty, I stood up; when I was seventy, I was confused; when I was seventy, I knew the destiny; when I was eighty, my ears were obedient; when I was ten, following my heart's desires was overstepping the rules; I failed in my path; I have regrets in this life.
, if you die, you will die!"
"It's very strange that Senior Brother Boyu and Senior Brother Ziyuan left. If we were still here, we would definitely serve Master, and we would definitely teach Master to go away alone!" Wen Yan said fiercely despite Jiang Xinxue's anger, "If not
With these two senior brothers here, Master will be easily plotted by others!"
Hearing this, his face was full of bitterness, and he shook his head to show that he was also vague.
Hearing these words, everyone present woke up with a look of anger on their faces.
"You originally wanted to mourn the Qilin who died of hatred and repent for what the human race did, but you wanted to be taken advantage of by the bad guys. One Qilin turned into the entire Qilin clan!" Yao Ji said through gritted teeth, her beautiful eyes as evil as spitting fire.
In particular, "Due to the First Tribulation of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the Qilin Clan was abandoned by heaven and earth and was reduced to a mere horse to survive. What you have done is supplementing the Qilin Clan's luck with the luck of humanity!"
"So, he built a platform for Qilin to be buried and sealed his soul?" Yao Ji took over the conversation and asked.
"He has bad intentions, but he fell into a scheme!" Yao Ji took a deep look at Wang Liangyu's old and rickety figure, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
When Jiang Xinxue heard this, she felt that there was nothing strange about it and turned to look at Wen Yan.
Wang Liangyu smiled faintly, waved his hand and said: "I am over ten years old and my body is decaying. There is nothing strange about it!"
Yao Ji nodded, stared at Wang Liangyu for a long time, and asked: "Your essence is depleted, is it because of Qilin?"
In Wang Liangyu's memory, Confucius was tall and tall, with a majestic demeanor, but behind his eyes, Wang Liangyu was not too old. He did not have the demeanor of the Confucian sage in the past at all. He was very old, and there was something about him all over his body.
The twilight atmosphere covered by law.
A mere unicorn that just came into the world, the true story is enough!
Wang Liangyu laughed loudly, giving Confucius a chance to speak, and said loudly: "Everyone has never died since ancient times, so I must care about it!" Immediately, his voice changed and he asked, "Are they here for the Qilin?"
Even Wang Liangyu fell into silence for a while.
Wang Liangyu nodded, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Qilin died with hatred and deep resentment, so he must be reborn!" After a pause, he continued, "Therefore, I ordered my disciples to bury them on the spot and build a platform.
Play the harp and compose songs to mourn his soul!"
"The question now is, who is the white hand behind the scenes?" Yao Ji was very panicked, frowning and thinking.
"It's because my essence has been exhausted so much that I've already lived for a long time!" Yao Ji sighed heavily, looked at Wang Liangyu, and said anxiously.
Boyu is Wang Liangyu's son, and Ziyuan is Wang Liangyu's most proud disciple. If we were all still alive, Jiang Xinxue would have mourned Qilin in person!
Hearing this, he shook his head hurriedly and said solemnly: "At that time, you returned to your hometown due to family matters, and you were by your master's side!"
Wang Liangyu Zeng Shen looked helpless and looked at Yao Ji with laughter and tears: "The emperor is really smart!" Immediately, he sighed again and explained hurriedly, "The birth of Qilin into the world is originally auspicious, but some people know it.
It’s a pity to kill them for being strange!”
Wang Liangyu went to mourn the Qilin. Does anyone else have the ability to touch the destiny of humanity, let alone make up for the destiny of the Qilin clan?
Wang Liangyu was startled for a moment and looked at Yao Ji with understanding: "What does the emperor mean by this?"
When Jiang Xinxue heard this, she said sternly: "Who else could it be? The one who would benefit the least is not the Qilin clan, but us, who else could it be!"
Who would Jiang Xinxue believe in Wang Liangyu's words? She turned to look at Wen Yan aside, hoping that I could give herself an answer.
Therefore, everything was obviously a calculation, and the purpose was not to let Wang Liangyu express condolences in person.
Confucius was so angry that he cursed in a low voice: "What a cruel plan!"
Seeing that Confucius and Yao Ji had finished speaking, Wang Liangyu finally couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Master, how could you become like this?"
When everyone heard Wang Liangyu's words, they could all feel the regret and anger in my words.
"Master, didn't he realize that it was right at that time?" Confucius also realized what was going on. Wang Liangyu was inexplicably plotted. Although he knew about it, he wanted to use the luck of humanity to make up for the luck of the Qilin clan. Humanity
As a result of his wish, Wang Liangyu suffered a backlash from humanity, which is why he became what he is now.
Yao Ji Jiangxin showed respect on her face and praised sincerely: "Xiao Shan!"
When Wang Liangyu heard those words, his complexion turned sallow, and he suddenly realized something in his heart, and said in a daze: "So that's it! That's it!"
Hearing this, he concentrated on recalling the words for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Wang Liangyu, his face as clear as water: "Master, I'm afraid there's nothing fishy in this!" After a pause, he continued, "Now that I think about it, there was actually a true legend who was following Master.
!”
Wang Liangyu frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "If the emperor hadn't suggested it, I would have been kept in the dark until now!"
However, at this time, there was a true disciple next to the leader Jiang Xinxue, Boyu and Ziyuan, who had always been at Wang Liangyu's left and right. They had left earlier, and the other true disciples were also with me. These disciples were qualified to mourn Qilin.
So Wang Liangyu could only go out to express condolences in person!
Why does it have to be Wang Liangyu?
"That's right!" Before Yao Ji could speak, Jiang Xinxue shook her head and objected, "It's the Qilin tribe!"
In fact, when I first saw the Master aging so much overnight, I felt more relaxed and frightened than anyone else when I heard this. However, no matter how I asked, the Master always gave me an explanation.
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xinxue and Wen Yan both changed their expressions.
"At that time, no one was around Master?" Confucius was slightly startled and continued to ask.
Kong Fuzi frowned and looked at Wang Liangyu, and opened his mouth to say something.\r