Listening to Wang Liangyu's question, Yao Ji was silent for a long time, filled with complicated feelings.
Speaking of which, she is now the goddess of Wushan, not a human race, but she has always been a human race in her heart.
If she is like this, will Yun Zhongjun also remember her demon clan?
Yao Ji doesn't know the answer, and she can't be sure of Yun Zhongjun's thoughts, and she doesn't dare to gamble!
"Eunuch Bai is still in Yunmengze!" Ah Qing listened for a long time, and couldn't help but think about the white ape who stayed in Yunmengze for retreat, with a worried look on his face.
Upon hearing this, Wang Liangyu patted Ah Qing's shoulder gently and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, Lao Bai will be fine!" After saying that, he turned to look at Yao Ji, and then looked at Confucius for advice.
, "Master, what do you think we should do now?"
Confucius pondered for a long time and said: "It's better not to trouble Mr. Yunzhong about this matter!"
One gains wisdom after one has suffered, and condolences to Qilin for being cheated. Confucius really doesn’t dare to act rashly again. If he is plotted against again, and his humanity and luck are damaged, then it will really be adding to the crime, and the crime will be added to the crime.
waited!
"Then how to make up for the luck of humanity?" Wang Liangyu frowned, looking a little irritable.
No one here knows how to make up for luck!
Yao Ji nodded and kept her word. She took a deep breath and let Kong Fuzi's body levitate. Then she rose into the air and headed south with Kong Fuzi's body.
Seeing this, Confucius hurriedly asked: "Master, what's wrong?" As he asked, he looked at Huolin Terrace. He soon noticed something strange and screamed, "That Huolin Terrace has been touched by someone."
!”
Seeing that Confucius was so slow, Yun Zhongjun coughed heavily and quickly stopped him: "It must be so slow!" After a pause, he continued, "After setting off, you should go and see Qilin first.
corpse!"
The ascending figure paused for a moment, and then a ray of spiritual light fell down, pulling Ah Qing into the air, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Zeng Shen dared to complain even after being slapped. He looked back at the dilapidated Huolin Terrace and asked loudly: "Master, where are you going?"
Beside the pit, Confucius was covered in golden light, standing proudly like a statue. In front of me were Ah Qing, Yang Chencheng and others who were still in the "aftermath" of the explosion.
"What a great man!" Zeng Shen was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He looked at the sky with no trace of people and sighed leisurely, his eyes full of envy.
"Master, is he sure that there will be no records about that in the storage room?" Yang Chencheng said as he recalled the ancient books in the storage room that he had read. There was no record of making up for luck in them.
Indeed, in the current situation, there is no other way besides doubting the ancestors and searching for relevant classics in the treasure room.
If Confucius hadn't stopped him with his body, several of them would have suffered that explosion!
At first glance, Huolin Terrace seems to have not changed much, but if you look casually, you cannot easily see that the soil layer under the tomb in the center of Huolin Terrace has no obvious signs of renovation.
"Yes! Father, if we knew!" As soon as Yun Zhongjun finished speaking, Yao Ji waved her big fist and said excitedly.
At that moment, the renovated tomb suddenly exploded.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned, and soon they realized that it was right. How could a tomb robber not restore the tomb to its original state after robbing it?
In the middle, the original tomb is now a small pit one foot deep and two feet narrow.
Yun Zhongjun and others followed closely behind.
Ah Qing's face instantly turned pale, and he turned behind Kong Fuzi. Only then did he realize that there were wisps of hair behind Kong Fuzi, blood everywhere on his chest and face, and there were dense cracks under the skin that glowed with a faint golden light, like
A beautiful piece of pottery that is almost complete.
Confucius raised his hand to signal Wang Liangyu not to be anxious, and paced back and forth in the small courtyard with a cane. After a long time, he suddenly stopped and said, "Perhaps, we can go to the storage room and have a look!"
Confucius looked puzzled when he heard this: "Do you still need to read it?"
Although Yang Chencheng didn't say the previous words, everyone present felt at home, and the tomb was probably not an empty tomb yet.
A moment ago, a crowd of people gathered around the tomb, all of them looking ugly.
"Liang Yu!" Upon seeing this, Ah Qing started crying uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.
"Guarding the Tibetan Room?" Wang Liangyu was startled, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Yao Ji, take you down!" Upon seeing this, Ah Qing shouted to the sky.
What made Ah Qing even more panicked was that Kong Fuzi's eyes were tightly closed and his breathing was so strong and audible.
It's unusual to think about it. It means that the four states are isolated from the influence of the four states. According to the prehistoric mythology, the Eight Emperors and Seven Emperors and other human sages are now trapped in the Fire Cloud Cave. Zhongyi has never come out and wants to contact him.
People here are afraid that it is also so difficult.
Confucius was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly.
"Keeping Room!"
At that time, Yun Zhongjun and others had also come to their senses before. Seeing A Qing's appearance, they all realized something and began to check on Kong Fuzi's situation.
Yang Chen took care of himself and rushed over in small steps.
Confucius nodded and said excitedly: "The Tibetan Chamber has a long history, which can be traced back to the Eight Emperors and Seven Emperors. Perhaps there is a way to make up for human luck!"
At that sight, everyone's expressions darkened.
The explosion just now was so sudden that neither Ah Qing, Yun Zhongjun nor Yao Ji could react for a moment.
When Confucius heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. He looked at Yang Chencheng and asked, "In that case, why ask his father directly?"
In the blink of an eye, the bursting energy gradually subsided, and everything returned to home. The originally spectacular Huolin Terrace became a mess, and the turbulent ground seemed to have been plowed by a curved plow, until a flat place was found.
Along with a line of white smoke rising into the sky, a violent energy exploded like a bomb, and the weak energy impact spread crazily towards Qizhou with lightning speed and blinding force.
Although he wanted to be at home, Yun Zhongjun was very at home. With Confucius' current injury, it was impossible for him to survive!
"Liang Yu!" Ah Qing shouted, his hands trembling as he tried to wipe away the blood stains on Kong Fuzi's body and face.
After hearing the words, Yun Zhongjun stood firm for a moment, nodded, raised his hand, and a golden word "solid" appeared out of thin air, and then turned into a flowing character, covering Confucius's beautiful and strong body.
Yun Zhongjun was happier than anyone else and cared more than anyone else about being plotted against and harming his humanity.
"It seems that no one wants you to check Qilin's body!" Yang Chencheng snorted and said in a deep voice with a sullen face.
Yun Zhongjun snorted warmly, raised his hand and slapped Zeng Shen, and then said sharply: "You are going to be delayed too, so set off as soon as possible!"
Anyone who is not of your race must have a different mind. No matter whether it is Yun Zhongjun or Confucius, they all dare to doubt the people here. Who knows that the method we give to make up for luck is not without problems?
One day, Confucius and his entourage returned to Onozawa and next to Huolin Terrace.
"I'm sorry!" Confucius apologized hastily, thinking in his mind, it's too much to say that the seven hundred young people haven't contacted him yet!
When Yun Zhongjun heard this, he smiled bitterly, spread his hands, and said: "Now, you can only rely on your ancestors!"
Have you heard any strange responses?
After that, he just said that it was no longer important to be free in front of the scene, but to make up for the damage to human nature and luck was the most important thing. Why did he have to go see Qilin's body again?
Immediately, Yang Chencheng looked at Yang Chencheng, bowed solemnly, and said sincerely: "Yao Ji, Liang Yu will leave it to him!"
In an instant, an alarm bell sounded in Kong Fuzi's heart. He let out a small drink and pulled Ah Qing beside him to him with one hand. He then stood up and stepped forward. The Vajra is a Good Magic Skill exploded instantly, and his body's true energy surged and turned into an endless amount of Gang Qi.
Behind you.
"Eh?" As he approached, Yun Zhongjun, who looked tired, looked surprised, as if he was not in disbelief.
Yun Zhongjun ignored Yang Chencheng, and instead turned his gaze to Wang Liangyu, explaining in a serious voice: "It would be bad if there is no explanation to Yao Ji, and we can also take the opportunity to find out some news!" After saying that, he raised his hand and said seriously.
Stroking the white beard on his chin, there was a bit of anger in his clumsy voice, "Good or bad, I also want to see what kind of tricks the White Hand behind the scenes used, so as not to be tricked again in the past."
"Nothing is right!" At that time, Zeng Shen, who was following, suddenly shook his head, pointed at the low-rising tomb, and asked doubtfully, "If the other party wants to dig up Qilin's body, why bother to do this?"
Hearing those words, the smile on Yao Ji's face suddenly faded, and she said with a hint of sadness: "You haven't seen your father for a long time, and the next contact will be when Fengshen Xiaoluan's four states are in turmoil.
"
"It's too late, so you should set off now!" Confucius sighed heavily and decided to go there himself.
The plan was decided, but everyone was delayed and set off immediately.
"Sister Yun, if you can save me!" Noticing Yun Zhongjun's eyes, Yao Ji pursed her lips and said hesitantly.
After being dazed for a long time, Ah Qing came over first and immediately asked about Kong Fuzi's condition: "Brother Liangyu, is he okay?"
Yao Ji nodded when she heard the words and nodded in agreement: "I really want to see it!"
"Enter!"
Yes, it is possible to go to the parents, but I can only listen to Yun Zhongjun!
Yun Zhongjun looked around and frowned: "The suppression of Confucianism was violently destroyed, this thief's cultivation is stronger than the old man!" After a pause, his eyes fell under the tomb again, his expression was not ugly, "The tomb
The grave was dug, and the body of Qilin inside is probably..."
Yao Ji hugged Ah Qing and comforted her: "Don't worry, Liang Yu will be fine!"
When Yang Chencheng heard this, he immediately looked at Wang Liangyu with a look of shock on his face.\r