Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Wang Lu didn't disturb Ye Xiang's cultivation, but just observed the young Taoist priest from a distance.

Ye Xiang didn't perceive the other party at all, and concentrated on practicing.

Time passed by little by little, and after two hours, the immortal lines on Ye Xiang's body suddenly bloomed.

The human and immortal lines in the internal organs of the body are finally completely imprinted, and the qi of the five elements is transformed into a big Zhoutian, which regenerates correspondingly around the purple mansion.

Ye Xiang opened his eyes, the five elements were contained inside, and when he raised his hand, the qi of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth flowed freely.

The level that just broke through has also been raised again, reaching level 34, which is equivalent to rising two levels in a row today.

However, at this moment, Ye Xiang suddenly raised his head, and his eyes fell on the old scholar in sackcloth in the distance.

He looked at Ye Xiang with admiration, his eyes full of amazement.

Seeing that Ye Xiang had finished his practice, he just walked over. For several hours, he didn't disturb the young Taoist priest's practice at all.

Ye Xiang couldn't help but shrink his pupils, good guy, another senior?

Unlike senior Qingyunzi, it was blending into nature and completely unaware of it.

And the old scholar in front of him is like an ordinary and ordinary teacher, with a bookish spirit, he is very ordinary.

In just a few steps, the ground shrinks into an inch, and he came to Ye Xiang in the blink of an eye.

Wang Lu looked at the young Taoist priest, and couldn't help asking, "Little friend, have you realized the unity of knowledge and action?"

Ye Xiang nodded and looked at the old scholar with some puzzlement.

"Old sir, are you?"

"Confucianism, Wang Lu." Wang Lu said straight to the point.

Ye Xiang was a little surprised, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

A hundred years ago, the inheritance of Taoism was cut off, Buddhism was hidden from the world, and Confucianism disappeared completely.

"May I ask what advice you have, sir?" Ye Xiang bowed his hands and asked with doubts.

"Don't dare, you can comprehend the true meaning of Xinxue. Apart from me, you are the only Confucianist. Do you plan to understand Confucianism?" Wang Lu looked at Ye Xiang expectantly and asked.

The more he looked at Ye Xiang, the more satisfied he felt.

Ye Xiang couldn't laugh or cry, he really couldn't learn it, shook his head, and declined politely: "I can't finish learning the three thousand Taoism of Taoism, I really don't have the energy to add Confucianism."

Wang Lu felt a little regretful when he heard the words, but he also nodded. Seeing that someone was comprehending mind learning, and he was such an outstanding young man, he was less worried.

He turned and looked into the distance with complicated eyes, "It's been more than 80 years, is Huaxia finally going to regain Jingzhou?"

Wang Lu smiled inexplicably, "I saw two people heading southwest this morning, but I am worried about this place. After all, this is the last seedling of Confucianism, but seeing that you have comprehended the true meaning of the mind, I am also relieved."

"Although Xiaoyou is not a student of Confucianism, I hope to see good seedlings in the future, and I will not hesitate to teach."

"I'm Wang Lu, let's go."

At the end, the old gentleman bowed to Ye Wanwan with a serious expression.

Ye Xiang was taken aback for a moment, but didn't understand what the old gentleman meant.

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Lu suddenly rose into the air, dressed in linen and plain cloth, like a farmer in the countryside, but he couldn't hide his bookish spirit.

Ye Xiang stared blankly at him flying away.

It's another nine-turn boss!

Still a predecessor of Confucianism!

Hey, it shouldn't be a problem for three Rank Nine bosses to kill a Hitomima Throne, right?

Do a fortune teller?

After Ye Xiang thought for a moment, he shook his head helplessly. The level gap is too big to be accurate.

But soon fell silent again, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He clearly saw in the interior scene that he would close the eyes of the King of Terror in the future, which meant that the Throne of Terror could not die.

What's wrong?

Ye Xiang glanced at the time and found that it was almost night, and the deputy team Zhuang Chu and Lin Feng had been investigating for a while.

Open the address book and contact Lin Feng.

The other side picked it up quickly, and Lin Feng appeared on the screen, looked at Ye Xiang and said, "I'll be right back, don't worry."

"Have you gained anything from Longchang?" Zhuang Chu's voice appeared on the other side and asked.

Ye Xiang nodded, "Well, there is a small breakthrough."

Just as Zhuang Chu was about to say something, the communication was suddenly interrupted.

In the next moment, Ye Xiang sent an order from Assistant Intelligence!

"Retreat now!"

Zhuang Chu would never have thought that he would meet the throne in the territory of the Tongmai alien race.

Horned Oni Throne!

It just sat on a big rock not far away, with its back against the stream, and its burly and well-covered body carried a strong sense of oppression!

There are two long red horns on the head of the horned ghost throne, and the whole body is covered with black and red veins. The indifferent and playful red eyes are quietly watching the two humans in front of them.

"It's interesting. It turns out that there are so many masters hidden in the human race. In addition to the heavenly king Luo Jin, there is also an old Taoist priest, and an old Confucian scholar. Haha, what a surprise."

Zhuang Chu stared at the ghost throne in front of him. He didn't have any perception at all before, and it was the other party's initiative to reveal the terrifying aura before he reacted.

Lin Feng was already covered in cold sweat at this moment. Although he guessed the possibility in his heart, he still couldn't believe it subconsciously.

"Captain, is it really the throne?"

"En." Zhuang Chu nodded slightly.

The Horned Ghost Throne smiled and got up from the stone.

He was nearly four meters tall, and his terrifying body exuded a terrifying aura. Just the locking of the air mechanism made the two of them tremble uncontrollably.

At the same time, Heavenly King Luo Jin quickly turned around and flew towards Zhuang Chu, his eyes were extremely gloomy.

Horned Oni Throne!

Zhuang Chu said without turning his head: "Is there any last words to say, Smart Smart will send back the background data."

Lin Feng didn't expect this day to come so soon.

A mocking smile.

"What's there to say."

At this moment, an old man dressed in sackcloth appeared in front of the two of them.

In his hand was a ruler and an old book.

Horned Ghost Throne looked at the old man in front of him, with no surprise on his face, "Hitomi has been looking for you for so many years, and finally he is willing to come out?"

"I am a Confucianist and will never give up."

Wang Lu said calmly.

He used a ruler as a substitute for writing, and a sharp line of poetry was revealed in front of him.

Kill one person in ten steps!

The killing intent is endless.

A shocking sword qi, with poetry as the bone, directly cut out.

Lin Feng also quickly chanted the spell, and the time spell locked the Horned Ghost Throne.

Zhuang Chu raised his huge sword and heavy shield, and took the initiative to stand in front of the old gentleman. Confucian scholars can be regarded as mages, so as a warrior, he naturally stood in front of him.