Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 658

The sound of broken literary hearts, like crisp wind chimes, resounded in the mountains. The old Confucian scholar stood there expressionlessly, and there were always disciples and disciples of Li Sheng line in front of him rushing forward desperately, insisting on being with the old Confucian scholar. Higher.Even if you know in your heart that moths are flying to the flames and mantises are like a chariot, they still move forward bravely.

When Cui Yu arrived, he saw disabled people all over the mountains and plains, and old Confucian scholars standing at the foot of Luming Mountain.

Cui Yu's heart was a little hairy, and his scalp was numb. He stared blankly at the countless wounded people all over the mountains and plains, and felt a chill rising from his back.

There were thousands of words in my heart that I wanted to persuade, but I swallowed them all back in my stomach at this moment.

"It's a big trouble! The hatred has already been forged, and I'm afraid it won't be untied." Cui Yu's eyes were full of seriousness, and all of them were full of horror.

The old Confucian scholar broke more than 700 Dao hearts, countless seeds of the lineage of ritual sages, masters turned into mortals, how can such hatred be easily resolved?

Cui Yu could even imagine the terrifying consequences once the saint li returned.

Cui Yu simply stepped aside, the matter had reached this stage, he was not suitable to get involved.

Gong Nanbei sat in the pavilion sharpening his sword, and the old Confucian scholars' discourses could not suppress the sound of Gong Nanbei's sword sharpening.

"You are also watching the mischief of the master." Cui Yu came to Gong Nanbei's side, and said in a low voice.

"I owe my life to my husband." Gong Nanbei continued to sharpen his sword without raising his head: "If you owe others, you must pay back. At worst, you will lose your life."

Gong Nanbei is worthy of being Gong Nanbei, the haze in his heart is gone, not only has he overcome the great fear in his heart, but he has even improved, and his cultivation in the way of swords has improved a lot.

Cui Yu can't see through Gongnanbei now, and Gongnanbei's swordsmanship has increased again, but he doesn't know if he has stepped into the legendary realm.

Unable to persuade Gong Nanbei, and he could not stop the old Confucian scholar, Cui Yu looked at the crowd and saw Yan Qu with white hair.

The Palace of Literature was destroyed, his cultivation base dropped, and Yan Qu's lifespan began to decline, showing his old age, looking like a 60-year-old man.

Cui Yu saw Yan Qu, and Yan Qu saw Cui Yu.Looking at the gray hair on Yan Qu's body, Cui Yu couldn't believe that the high-spirited teacher of Li Sheng's lineage in the past had come down to what he is today.

Yan Qu looked at Cui Yu, but he didn't speak, but there was a message for help in his eyes.

Cui Yu stood there, not knowing what to choose for a while, and gradually fell into a tangle.

Seeing this, Yan Qu's eyes gradually dimmed, and he looked at the old Confucian scholar with resentment in his eyes: "Sage Li will not spare you. If you want to kill someone, just kill him directly. If you have to be hypocritical, you won't do it directly." , I am afraid that people will hold my tongue, and I want to use the method of breaking my Taoist heart to break my Lisheng lineage. This move is nothing more than deception, it is ridiculous to the extreme."

The old Confucian scholar ignored Yan Qu's words, he was just a useless person, what should he care about?

Seeing Confucian scholars one after another generously coming to break their Dao heart, Cui Yu's face was moved, and he was infected by that fearless spirit.

In the past, he always felt that the sages were hypocritical, and they used some so-called rules and etiquette to restrain the people of the world and restrain human nature, but when he saw him today, Cui Yu could only feel a breath churning in his chest.

"Sir! Let it go. Even if you abolish all the disciples of the Lisheng lineage, it will be difficult to re-establish the Haoran lineage." Cui Yu stepped forward and came behind the old Confucian scholar.

After all, he couldn't help dissuading the old Confucian scholar.

"As long as the lineage of Li Sheng is destroyed, my Haoran line will still have a chance. Li Sheng has dominated Confucianism and Taoism in the world for 5000 years, and he has become a moth of my Confucian school. Be fooled by appearances." The old Confucian scholar's voice was as calm as a mountain, and he began to warn Cui Yu.

"Sir! You have to be forgiving and forgiving! If you lose the orthodoxy, you are lost. After you go back, you should study hard and win back later. How can there be a smooth sailing in a person's life? Losing once is not ashamed..."

Cui Yu was about to stop the old Confucian scholar, but before he finished speaking, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, a sound of reading in the dark, and a roar came from the void: "Son Li Ming, you dare to bully the weak and ruin my morals, The old man will never die with you."

It is the voice of the holy man!

After receiving countless incense and sacrifices from the Great Qi Kingdom, the saint Li finally rushed out from an unknown place.

Feeling the tragedy of Li Zhimai, the saint Li was so angry that the sky turned blood red.

He saw a figure walking out from the blood-colored clouds, and rushed towards the direction of Daqi Kingdom at high speed.

"钲~"

At this moment, a sword sounded suddenly, but Gong Nanbei put down the sword sharpening stone, the next moment the sword flashed a cold light, and returned to the scabbard in an instant.

Gong Nanbei stood up silently, held an ordinary iron sword in his hand, and looked at Cui Yu with his eyes: "I'll leave the rice grains to you."

Cui Yu was stunned when he saw Gong Nanbei asking Gu Gu again, his eyes were full of horror: "Senior brother, don't play dead, that's a holy man."

Without answering Cui Yu's words, Gong Nanbei took a step forward and greeted the figure in the clouds.

The steps are firm and the spine is straight, like a sword about to be unsheathed.

"Gongnanbei asks the sage for advice."

Gongnan traveled thousands of miles, blocking Li Shengren. He wanted to stop Li Shengren and buy time for the old Confucian scholar.

"Ants, get out!" Li Sheng was furious, and suddenly slapped Gong Nan Bei.

Saint Li's slap was not big, and every inch of his skin seemed to be filled with the breath of Li. With Saint Li's slap, the sky trembled.

"balance!"

Facing the palm slapped by Li Shengren, Gong Nanbei used his natal supernatural power without hesitation, and saw a wonderful breath spread from Gong Nanbei's body, covering Li Shengren in an instant.

Then, under everyone's shocked eyes, the aura of the saint li fell down, and he fell below the holy throne in a snap of his fingers.

The slap was blocked by Gongnanbei's scabbard.

"What a Gongnanbei! What a balanced supernatural power!" Finally, the Saint Li's footsteps were blocked, and he looked at Gongnanbei with a pair of eyes full of admiration: "It's a pity, such an arrogance, why isn't it the foundation of my Li branch?"

"Please enlighten me, the sage." Gong Nanbei slowly pulled out the scabbard and saluted the sage.

Saint Li looked at Gongnanbei and couldn't help but shook his head: "It's a pity."

"Why is it a pity?" Gong Nanbei was taken aback, his eyes full of astonishment.

"Although your innate supernatural power balance is powerful, it can't help me. You are just trying to block a car with your arms." Li Shengren shook his head: "Speaking of which, my natal supernatural power is somewhat similar to yours."

"My rules are the rules." The white light around Li Shengren's body began to spread, turning into a transparent mask, which actually blocked the breath of Gong Nanbei from his body.

Everyone in the world knows that the ritual sages practice rituals, but they don't know that rituals are rules.

Now Li Shengren's cultivation base has stepped into an unpredictable realm in the dark, and he has cultivated into his own field.From Cui Yu's point of view, the domain of Li Shengren is somewhat similar to his own will of heaven.

Gong Nanbei's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"You still want to block me?" Li Shengren looked towards Gongnanbei.

Gong Nanbei turned his head to look at Luming Mountain: "Your Majesty, please dare to stop here for a quarter of an hour."

Li Shengren shook his head when he heard the words: "Whether you can stop me for a quarter of an hour depends on your ability."

Gong Nanbei didn't say any more when he heard the words, the sword light in his hand shot up into the sky, and stabbed at the three-foot world around Li Shengren.

farther away

Cui Yu couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw Gong Nanbei swinging his sword at Li Shengren, "Master, senior brother Gong Nanbei is not the opponent of Li Shengren, you should give up quickly."

The old Confucian scholar didn't say a word, but his eyes moved, and he took the initiative to walk towards Luming Mountain. He wanted to personally destroy those traitors who had defected to Li Sheng's lineage.

As long as you join the Haoran lineage, you will be a person of the Haoran lineage in life, and a ghost in the Haoran lineage in death.

In the heart of the old Confucian scholar, there are only two kinds of disciples of the Haoran lineage, the first is the living Haoran disciples, and the second is the dead Haoran disciples.

apostasy?

nonexistent!

Since he joined Haoran's lineage, how can he allow him to apostate?

The old Confucian scholar walked towards the mountain with a blank face, and countless disciples of the Li Sheng lineage rushed over as he passed, but all of them were broken by the old Confucian scholar.

"You are not willing to hand over the traitor, and the old man does not bully you, and directly discusses with you with morality and righteousness. Even a sage can't say no." Slowly walked towards the palace.

Cui Yu couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he saw the old Confucian scholar's movements, and wanted to suppress the old Confucian scholar, but he didn't move after all.

Over there, the sage of rites was held back by Gong Nanbei, seeing the old Confucian scholars bullying the small with the big, and directly started the crushing situation, countless Tianjiao of the sage of rites were abolished, and the whole person couldn't help being furious.

The sword light of Gongnanbei was so fast that it almost broke through the gap between Li Shengren.

The sword energy was so pure that it pierced directly into the three-foot world of Li Shengren. He was so startled that Li Sheng's heart skipped a beat, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "How is it possible! How can you break through my domain."

Gongnanbei's sword energy pierced through the realm of Lishengren, and cut through Lishengren's clothes. Just when it was about to pierce into Lishengren's skin, Gongnanbei's sword finally stopped.

"This sword of yours is comparable to the great cultivator of the tenth realm. Unfortunately, I am already invincible in the tenth realm. I have seen the scenery above the tenth realm. What a pity your sword!" Li Sheng looked at his chest. The sword, which was fixed by the domain, said something calmly, but the palms in the sleeves were trembling.

"With the ninth realm, you have broken my supernatural power of the tenth realm, which is enough to look down on the world. The old Confucian scholar destroyed my orthodox inheritance, and I killed him, a disciple of Tianjiao. For a moment, the right hand was protruded lightly, crossing the field and landed on Gongnanbei's chest.

"Bang~"

Gong Nanbei's whole body was instantly wiped out, turning into ashes and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Pfft~"

Li Shengren received the domain, and suddenly the white shirt on his chest was stained with blood, and the dark red blood came from the point where the sword tip of Gongnanbei was tapped.

On the surface, Gong Nanbei's sword did not hurt Li Shengren, but the pure sword energy broke through the domain and pierced into Li Shengren's body.

"What a young man!" Li Shengren praised: "If I hadn't comprehended a little bit of the way of reincarnation, I'm afraid I'm going to fall this time."

However, the saint of ritual is a saint of ritual after all, he resisted the sword energy of Gongnanbei.

"Impossible! How could senior brother Nanbei die like this?" Cui Yuru was struck by lightning, and looked at Gongnanbei who had turned into ashes, his eyes were full of disbelief.

In his eyes, Gong Nanbei was the supreme arrogance, he seemed to have never been defeated, but how could he die?

Gong Nanbei died too fast, too suddenly, so fast that Cui Yu had no chance to rescue him.

"Heaven! He has the aura of heaven!" Chi You's voice came to Cui Yu's mind.

sky?

Cui Yu was taken aback.

The old Confucian scholar who was walking over there suddenly stopped, as if feeling something in his heart, he turned his head and looked into the distance, looking at the ashes in the sky, he couldn't help being dazed, his eyes rarely regained clarity: "North and South!!!"

The old Confucian scholar muttered to himself, his eyes turned red for a moment.

Gong Nanbei didn't block Li Shengren for a quarter of an hour, he only blocked Li Shengren's move.

"He died unjustly! If you are willing to calm down and practice peace of mind without causing trouble, how could he die?" Li Shengren walked slowly from the sky as he walked through the void.

Hearing the words of the sage, the old Confucian scholar was silent and clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves.

"Haoran's lineage is not good! Neither is your master Meng Shengren. He is too arrogant and has too many personality flaws." Li Shengren directly hit the old Confucian's heart, and at the same time, his eyes swept across the mountains and plains of the disabled, and his fists in his sleeves were tightly clenched. Stopped, the voice became more flat: "I will send you to see your master."

"Send me to see my master? If it weren't for your despicable and shameless tricks from Li Sheng's lineage, how could my master have broken his Taoist heart?" The old Confucian scholar was furious when he heard this.

"I'll give you three days to recuperate. After three days, you and I will talk about the Tao. There should only be one voice of Confucianism in the world, and this farce should come to an end." Li Shengren looked at the old Confucian scholar with a pair of eyes: "You There is a big problem with your mood now, but don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

While speaking, Li Sheng turned his head and began to check the situation of all the disciples in the mountain, but the more he checked, the more gloomy his face became, and his whole face was full of clouds.

"Sage Li was seriously injured by senior brother Gong Nanbei. Master, there may still be a chance to make a move at this time." At this moment Cui Yu spoke, his voice full of seriousness.

He understands the sword energy of Gongnanbei, and the saint of ritual is definitely not as calm as he seems.Li sage is not a merciful person, so asking the old Confucian scholar to recuperate at this time must be tricky.

It's a pity that the old Confucian scholar didn't listen to Cui Yu's words, he was too afraid of the sage.The early appearance of the saint Li broke his layout, disrupted his position, and his heart was disturbed.

He also knew about his state of mind, and after being in a mess right now, he didn't have the courage to face Saint Li directly.

"Just three days later." The old Confucian scholar looked at Li Shengren: "I came to Luming Mountain to find you. You are right, a Confucian voice is enough."