Faced with such a result, Old Man Guihuang's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Seemingly knowing that he was destined to return in vain today, he did not continue to pester me. Instead, after taking a deep look at me, he turned around and left without hesitation.
The white-clothed monk also did not pursue him, but looked deeply at the disappearing figure of Old Man Guihuang the whole time. Only after confirming that he had indeed left, he waved his hand and disappeared over the city.
His appearance seems to be just to deal with Old Man Guihuang, or in other words, to deal with the existence that is posing a threat to this city.
His disappearance also means that the danger has been eliminated. At least at this moment, the ordinary people below showed relief, joy and other expressions, and continued what they were doing immediately.
It was as if everything that had just happened didn't exist, and no one was unhappy with the white-clothed monk's attitude of ignoring them.
If he is accustomed to the following ordinary people who pose no threat, what about me?
I am a real monk, and I was still entangled with Old Man Guihuang just a moment ago. I can say without mercy that I am not only the culprit who attracted Old Man Guihuang, the god of death, but my identity alone is very worthy.
Suspect.
According to my understanding of normal behavior, a detailed investigation should be conducted for a monk with unknown origins like me.
However, he left like that, without even looking at me the whole time, as if I didn't exist at all.
All this makes me feel surprised!
"Excuse me, sir! Who is the monk you knelt down to worship just now?" At this time, I noticed someone passing by and asked hurriedly.
"Monk?" The old man frowned, then showed an expression of sudden realization and said with a smile: "Young man, are you talking about the Confucian Master?"
"Yes! That's him. I see you all admire him very much." I pretended not to understand anything and humbly asked for advice.
"Of course, the Immortal protects the safety of Jiangcheng, and his disciples patiently teach me and other ordinary people disciples to become talents. Of course we support him." The old man said, with sincere joy on his face.
"Do you know his name? If I have a chance, I will go and pay him a visit." I said.
"Young man, don't have such wishful thinking. What kind of existence is Master Shangxian? He has always been a divine dragon but never seen its end. I am so old, and I have only seen him three times in total."
"And what did you just say? His name? How could the name of Lord Immortal be known to ordinary people like us?"
Seeing that I seemed to have something to ask, he waved his hand earnestly and said: "Young man, don't be too ambitious. When I was your age, I always liked to fantasize, but immortality is not something we ordinary people can access.
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"If you really have an idea, you might as well be like my grandson and go to the Confucian school in the city to read a few more sage books. In the future, you will not be appreciated and will be recommended to become a boy among the immortals."
"Let me tell you, the grandson of my distant cousin's nephew's neighbor's cousin's uncle's third uncle's husband's family got up in this way back then. He has been recommended to the Confucian sect to study immortality."
"It's a great time to go home now. Famous people from all over the country will come to visit me with gifts. Not to mention how beautiful it is."
"A truly glorious ancestor!" the old man said with a rosy face, as if his own grandson had reached such a level.
"Old man, you know so much. No wonder everyone says that having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. I still have a question, I hope you can help me clear it up." I bowed to him and asked for advice.
"Young man, tell me! I know everything I know." It seemed that I had a good attitude, and he seemed to be happy with what he said. The old man waved his hand and said boldly.
"Just now I saw that the bad guy who was beaten away by the Immortal seemed to be chasing another person here. That person finally escaped into the city, but I found that the Immortal seemed to ignore him completely. You know this is
What's going on?"
Finally, I asked the biggest doubt in my heart, which was about my next choice.
"What? There is another person? Let me tell you, why would those evil monks come to me in Jiangcheng for no reason?" The old man said with a surprised look on his face.
"But the question you asked seems redundant. The Confucian sect is not afraid of anyone or anything. As long as that person does not cause trouble here, the Confucian sect will welcome him." The old man said with a smile.
"Can it still be like this? What if it's a heinous villain?" I asked in confusion.
"Of course, if you ask anyone in this city, everyone knows the philosophy of Confucianism." The old man laughed.
"As for the bad guy you mentioned, the reason why he is so evil is because no one taught him to be good since he was a child! After all, no one is born evil, right?"
"There are countless bad people in the world who have become good people because they accepted the teachings of Confucianism, and they will do good deeds for the rest of their lives. After all, a prodigal will not be replaced by gold, and no one has time to make mistakes!"
"Well, regarding this, there is a saying from Confucianism. Let me think about it..."
"By the way, it's 'no distinction is equal to education'. This was what the Master said personally when I sent my grandson to school many years ago."
"Besides, where is this? This is Jiangcheng, the territory of the Confucian sect! Who dares to be arrogant here?"
"You have also seen the big bad guy who was beaten away by Shangxian just now. He is very powerful, right? But he only dares to choke from a distance. If he finds that he can't beat him, he will leave immediately. He doesn't dare to get close to Jiangcheng, let alone enter.
There is trouble in the city."
"Here, you have to follow the rules of Confucianism. As long as you don't act against the ideals of Confucianism, all roads will be smooth."
"But if you still want to do evil here, let alone the Supreme Immortal, the Confucianism Array alone will not let you go."
"By the way, do you know what a magic circle is? It's the light curtain that Master Shangxian summoned just now. Even though it's quite weak, it's very powerful!"
"Wasn't that big bad guy named Guihuang suppressed by it? How powerful that Guihuang is, a bone hand almost covered the sky, but it was still easily blocked by the immortal..."
"Look at his next move, is it more powerful? It almost split the sky in half! But when it hit my Jiangcheng protective array, not even a splash of water was made!"
"In the end, I didn't leave in despair..." The old man became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. When he got excited, he pulled me to sit on the stone next to me, pretending to be about to talk for a long time.
I seriously wonder if it’s because no one talks to him on weekdays! (To be continued)