Spring has arrived, but it is still the depths of winter between heaven and earth.
Winter is chilling and everything is in a twilight state.
When the imperial capital was deserted, there was Deng Deng Mountain outside the capital.
The woman wearing a light brocade embroidered plum blossom dress smiled at a young man and said:
"In this case, I will go back to Danxia first. If anything happens, please contact me at any time using the sound transmission jade slip, and I will rush to help you as soon as possible."
After returning to the Central Plains, Meng Hanchan wanted to go back to Danxia Paradise, so she said goodbye at Dengdeng Mountain.
All the fellow disciples who had come with her to attend the Xiangshan Confucian Sect Ceremony had already returned.
During this trip to southern Xinjiang, she gained a lot, broke through the realm again, and used her nearly 7,000 merits to exchange for an extraordinary inheritance in the Palace of Samsara. After returning to Danxia, she hopes to compete for the core of this generation.
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Perhaps, if Danxia continues to grow in reincarnation in the future, none of Danxia's future helmsmen will have a place for Meng Hanchan.
The leader of a holy land, this position can be said to be extremely high and important in Jambu.
While Lu Qingping bid farewell to Senior Sister Meng, there were also the Wu Ling brothers and sisters.
After saying goodbye to Meng Hanchan, he turned to Wu Ling and said: "I have asked the people in the family to settle a residence for you in the capital. I originally planned to place Wu Yao in the north, but now
There may be a war on the north-south border, so it would be safer to stay in the hinterland of the capital."
"I'll ask Grandmaster Huang to send you there."
Wu Ling handed over the favor with the increasingly convenient Central Plains etiquette. He did not say thank you for the great kindness, but kept everything in his heart: "If the prince has anything to do, I can be there at any time."
After settling his sister down, he also wants to venture into the arena of the Central Plains before the next reincarnation begins, using the arena to hone his cultivation again and prepare for the next reincarnation.
With Wu Ling's words, Lu Qingping felt satisfied.
Then, he watched the two friends leave.
After the two figures slowly disappeared on the Deng Deng Mountain trail.
A gentle voice came: "Your friends are all gone, do you have anything else you want to talk to me about in private?"
They have been back for a few days, and Li Chunfeng's face has gradually become more rosy, no longer the scary dry look before.
Lu Qingping turned around to look at Li Chunfeng and muttered: "It's about the Confucian Immortal Dao Fruit..."
"This Confucian sacred object was originally entrusted by Mr. Sun Jingzhi to be handed over to the senior, who then asked the senior to choose a person of his choice for it. I said that it has been kept for such a long time, and thanks to its merits, it has broken through to the master level.
, Now, the Confucian spirit of Mr. Chen in me has dissipated, and I don’t have the Confucian cultivation to stimulate it anymore. If it falls into my hands, it is useless, so now I should hand it over to Mr. Sun at his request.
Leave it to senior, let senior handle it."
He still remembered that during his reincarnation, he had thought about trading this Celestial Dao Fruit, but he was warned by someone in the dark.
This shows that the fact that he carries the Confucian Celestial Immortal Dao Fruit in his body is very likely to be clearly seen by a certain existence.
It is impossible for him to regard this Confucian sect's ancestral treasure as his own personal property, and it is true that he can no longer exert its power now.
After Li Chunfeng heard this, he looked at Lu Qingping and said: "Previously, Li had indeed chosen a candidate for the head of Yugui, who was the current young head of Xiangshan. He originally wanted to come back from southern Xinjiang.
, hand this Yugui into his hands and help him complete the smooth succession as the head of the Confucian sect..."
"That young man is indeed a scholar who is not inferior to the two scholars from Xiangshan. In this era, he can surpass his peers in literature and defeat two outstanding scholars in succession, which is enough to show his cultivation in Confucianism, but..."
Li Chunfeng looked at Lu Qingping with a slight smile: "I now think that you seem to be more suitable to be in charge of Confucian Yugui than him."
"I?"
Lu Qingping was surprised.
Not to mention, in terms of pure Confucian cultivation, I cannot compare with the orthodox leader of Xiangshan, Zhi Ming. Furthermore, I am not a Confucian disciple, so how can I legally hold this thing.
The fact that this thing is in his hands cannot be hidden for long as the battle in Southern Xinjiang gradually becomes clear.
Once the Confucian sect knows its whereabouts, they will definitely send someone to ask for it.
It's someone else's thing.
Can you still refuse to give it to yourself?
Knowing what Lu Qingping was thinking, Li Chunfeng said: "Not necessarily..."
"The problems you are worried about are actually not problems."
"First of all, don't underestimate yourself. You may be the only person in the past hundred years who has completely received the power of the immortals. Do you think that the power of the Confucian immortals is just to help you cleanse your essence?
Will the marrow allow you to break through to the master level?"
"Not only that, your spirit has also been subtly baptized by the Confucian principles. It's like a Confucian sage has personally taught you a little lesson, and Chen Yujing's spiritual principles have been integrated into you.
It can be said that if you practice Confucianism in the future, you will have a natural sense of familiarity and advantage."
"From the perspective of the future, you will not have any less potential than the current head of Xiangshan."
"As for the non-Confucian identity issue that you are worried about, it is easier to solve. When the time is right, you can join the Confucian sect and the identity problem will be easily solved."
Lu Qingping fell into thinking.
Li Chunfeng said again: "If you are still worried, when someone from the Confucian sect really comes to ask for it, you can hand it over yourself. If no one wants to ask for it, you can keep it for now. Li just suggested that you and
I am walking the same path as a saint. If you have the Confucian Celestial Immortal Taoist Fruit in your body, it will be of infinite benefit to your future Qigong practice."
After experiencing the incident in southern Xinjiang, Li Chunfeng completely regarded the young man as his own descendant, giving him guidance as much as possible without hiding any personal secrets.
Lu Qingping stopped worrying and just took it.
If you haven't reached a certain level of Confucianism before the Confucian sect comes to ask for it, you can just give it back to them.
Perhaps, we can also use this to get some benefits from visiting the holy land of a religion.
This Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit is a priceless thing and should be able to gain a lot of benefits.
The matter was no longer discussed, and Lu Qingping asked instead: "Senior used to live in seclusion. Now after the incident in southern Xinjiang, there is no doubt that senior's tranquility will be broken. Does senior intend to join the world?"
Li Chunfeng looked into the distance: "Let's wait until those friends of mine come back. However, it should be no longer pure."
After hiding from the world for three hundred years, I have already broken my promise to my disciple. There is no point in keeping it anymore.
Lu Qingping asked tentatively: "Can the juniors ask the seniors why they want to hide from the world?"
After that, he added: "If the junior is rude, please forgive me, senior. You don't have to say anything."
Since Li Chunfeng has entered the world, there is no need to hide anymore. He turned around and looked at the reeds in the peach forest and sighed: "This started from Li's only disciple three hundred years ago..."
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Among the stars.
A tattered big flag, roaring, swirling with starlight, like a star, running rampant in all directions...
A big hand as white as jade came from a distance.
It was Zhang Sanfeng, a man from Gao Da Dao.
His Taoist robes were somewhat tattered, but he was full of energy. It seemed that he had not suffered any serious injuries from the battle at the Zhenwu Mausoleum.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just when Zhang Sanfeng's big hand was about to grab the Xuantian Zaodiao flag, four shocking forces shot across the sky from the distant starry sky, blocking Zhang Sanfeng's big hand.
Accompanied by a burst of laughter:
"Zhang Sanfeng, you are not the only one who can enjoy the treasure of heaven. It depends on our respective abilities."
boom!
Shocking rays of light erupted in the starry sky, tearing apart pieces of the void. The violent immortal power was like a volcano erupting, creating a terrifying mess.
boom!
The huge forces of the five directions collided in the starry sky, directly rolling the Xuantian soap carving flag and smashing it into a deserted star deep in the starry sky.
Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were calm, and the divine light and Tai Chi seals stretched out.
Buzz~
A Tai Chi Immortal Picture hangs horizontally in the starry sky, dividing heaven and earth.
"not good!"
Accompanied by several immortal screams.
Zhang Sanfeng has already taken the lead in chasing the abandoned star towards which the flag fell.
Huhuhu~
Just a few breaths.
Zhang Sanfeng had already set foot on this dark land.
However, he immediately frowned:
"There's something weird about this star..."
The Zhenwu Emperor flag just now didn't look like they had jointly shot it down here. Instead, it seemed to have been attracted by some energy here.
The old Taoist felt a somewhat familiar atmosphere on this star.
It has the same origin as the Xuantian Zaodiao Flag.
Just at this time.
An old voice extended from an unknown place on the star to the heart of the old man.