Before the empress goes dark, adopt her as a villain

Not long after returning home, there was a knock on the door.

Ning Wuxie went to answer the door and found that he was a disciple of the three sects of Confucianism, Renzong, and Hermit Valley!

They came to invite Ning Wuxie to join them under the orders of the elders above.

Ning Wuxie was confused. Forget about Confucianism, when did he attract the attention of Renzong and Hermit Valley?

Aren't you hiding enough?

Ning Wuxie dismissed the three disciples hastily and closed the door.

Ning Wuxie actually didn't take the invitations from the three families too seriously.

He had no intention of joining any force.

Needless to say, Ren Zong, he didn't want to get bad luck from his enemies in the past life, even five hundred years ago.

In the Hermit Valley, following a powerful disciple, there are too many one-on-one rules and no freedom at all.

He planned to start his revenge plan when he reached the peak of concentration.

He wanted to find Li Luobing's minions in his previous life, the sanctimonious elders in the human sect, and the geniuses who had bullied him one by one.

And if you follow a master, you won't be able to move freely.

Confucianism has no taboos. It is powerful, free in style, and rich in resources.

But after all, Confucianism is a powerful sect and will not pay too much for a monk like himself.

The things he can give are limited, and it’s not worth becoming his disciple.

…

Hermit Valley, Confucian residence.

Different from the mighty and powerful Renzong, the elegance and simplicity of the Elder Pavilion, the Confucian courtyard is extremely luxuriously decorated, but not conventional.

Jade bamboo, jade tables, jade wall tiles, Confucianism advocates that a gentleman is as gentle as jade, gentle and elegant, so priceless jade products can be seen everywhere in the courtyard. There are almost no vulgar colors such as gold and red.

The entire courtyard is like a fairy pavilion built with clear azure and moist ivory, shining, transparent and shining.

In the main hall, Dong Fangbai sat with several other Confucian disciples who came here.

The disciple had just finished reporting Ning Wuxie's reply, but before Dong Fangbai could express his position, a tall and thin man with narrow eyes jumped up on the spot.

"This guy is too arrogant. I think my Confucianism doesn't need such a person!"

After he finished speaking, several other Confucian disciples nodded, with resentment on their faces.

"Yin Pingzhi, please don't be impatient for a moment." Dong Fangbai comforted him, "Let's hear Cangran's opinion first."

He turned his head to Meng Cangran, who was sitting on the other side.

"Cang Ran, what do you think of you and this young man completing the mission together in the Demon Realm?"

Meng Cangran also stood up with a roar, and held his hands to Dong Fangbai with an extremely excited expression.

"Uncle Dong, Ning Wuxie is a man with profound cultivation, good conduct, and the appearance of a gentleman! We Confucians must win him over!"

"He said this for no other reason than to test our sincerity!"

"Oh?" Dong Fangbai was stunned. He didn't expect Meng Cangran's evaluation of Ning Wuxie to be so high.

When I heard the situation reported by my disciple just now, I felt a little dissatisfied in my heart.

But Meng Cangran actually said that Ning Wuxie has the appearance of a gentleman, which is a very high evaluation for a Confucian!

He was a little unsure again and decided to listen to Meng Cangran's statement. After all, he had the most contact with Ning Wuxie and was his senior brother's beloved disciple.

"Ning Wuxie is a decent person, unsmiling, and determined in his heart. He must be someone capable of great things!"

"He loves his Taoist companion very much. When I was trapped in the demon realm, he risked his life and rushed to the front to save me."

"His mind and brain are also top-notch. Some of his life insights he casually spoke left his disciples with endless aftertaste and feeling that they had gained something!"

Dong Fangbai's expression gradually became weird, "Really?"

His mind couldn't help but picture the scene in the forest outside Wufeng Valley, where Ning Wuxie's words broke Jiang Ren's heart, and then defeated him, forcing Li Luobing to hug her thighs and beg for mercy, and then carved a life curse on her...

To a certain extent, it is consistent.

But if it were his enemy, he might not think so.

Meng Cangran became more and more excited as he spoke, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

"No matter what request he makes, we'd better satisfy him! This person will definitely be able to carry forward my Confucian ways in the future!"

"Absurd!" Yin Pingzhi on the opposite side snorted and sneered.

"Junior Brother Meng, I'm afraid he didn't cast an infatuation curse on you. Why are you kneeling and licking me like this?!"

"I heard that this guy once cooperated with the Hehuan Sect and took pictures of those kind of photo balls!"

"Is this what you call 'being a decent person'?"

Yin Pingzhi sneered.

Meng Cangran's expression suddenly changed:

"You're talking nonsense! How could Brother Ning film something like that? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Yin Pingzhi was stunned when he heard this, and looked away awkwardly.

He is Meng Cangran's senior brother and a leader among the Confucian generation. He is expected to win the title of "Twelve Young Sages" of Confucianism for seven years.

He has been looking forward to this for a long time, because this is not only a recognition, but also real power and resources.

The Twelve Young Masters are a selection system, and the Confucian elders determine the candidates. The person in front of me, Dong Fangbai, is also one of the judges.

How can he admit that he has seen the Hehuan Sect's photo ball? This is not what a gentleman would do!

"...Of course I haven't seen it."

"You didn't read what you said! You are slandering someone out of thin air and judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart!"

Meng Cangran pointed at him and scolded.

Yin Pingzhi was frightened and had no choice but to relent: "I just heard such rumors and used them as a reference. I don't want villains to get into my Confucian school..."

Hearing this, Meng Cangran raised his hand to hold his forehead and sighed.

Brother Ning is a true gentleman, why don't these people believe it?

Brother Ning and I have been through life and death, how can I still not understand him?

These guys are xenophobic, narrow-minded, and listen to rumors... How can you carry forward the way of a saint when you are with this group of people!

He sat down, looking distressed.

Seeing that Yin Pingzhi no longer objected, Dong Fangbai asked again:

"Then Cangran, what kind of treatment do you think we should give?"

"Of course I have enough control over spiritual stones and the like, but I'm afraid this Ning Wuxie has noble aspirations and will not look down on copper odor."

Seeing Dong Fangbai supporting her, Meng Cangran suddenly became energetic.

"Uncle Master, if you agree, why not leave this matter to me!"

"Didn't the sect say that disciples who complete their tasks will be rewarded?"

"I successfully obtained the blood of Baize this time. The reward I want is to ask the sect to let Brother Ning join my Confucian family no matter what!"

Hearing this, Dong Fangbai was immediately stunned, and even Yin Pingzhi and several other disciples opposite him were dumbfounded.

Does this guy really believe that Ning Wuxie can make a big difference in Confucianism?

Dong Fangbai looked serious and thought carefully for a moment.

Finally he nodded slowly.

"Well, I'll leave it to you. Whatever he wants, you can decide on your own. I believe you know what he wants."

"Who told you that you really made a great contribution this time?"

What he didn't say was: And your master is the first of the seven sages of Confucianism?

"Thank you, Uncle Master!"

Meng Canran stood up immediately, bowed and thanked him, and then strode out of the Confucian residence.