Hold tight to the thighs of the system and do things

Chapter 149 is wrong
The place where Confucius lived can only be said to be in the lower middle class, with a shabby house, and the only thing that can be said to be good is probably the lush vegetation there, and the environment is really good.

When Ji Yue came riding a green bull, there was a long sigh in the house.

In the dormitory, an old man with a bluish-white complexion and blood oozing from his chest was lying on the bed, his energy was like gossamer, his energy was decaying, and he looked like he was about to die.

The other, who was older, sat on the side couch at the head of the bed, with a sad expression on his face. He tightly held the left hand of the old man on the hospital bed with both hands, and his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

A middle-aged man stood by with chicken soup, his pupils were reddish.

At this time, the way of medicine has just taken shape, and the mainstream is still to use witches to ask illnesses and ask gods to heal illnesses.

Confucius was not enough to invite the great witch to come, not to mention that the state of Lu was not a country that emphasized witches and ghosts, and the number of great witches was far less than that of Song and Chu.

"Is Zhong Ni here?"

Ji Yue lowered the cloud head and landed outside the house, and asked loudly with the sound of cow's hooves clattering.

It must be there, how could Ji Yue not know, but just find an excuse to talk.

Inside the room, Kong Qiu looked surprised, and the middle-aged Kong Ji beside him looked a little embarrassed. Zhongni was Kong Qiu's name, and generally only elders or friends of the same generation could address him by it.

The voice outside the house was obviously a clear and clear youthful voice, so how could it be Kong Qiu's elders of the same generation?

Kong Qiu traveled around the world, experienced many humiliations and flattery, how could he feel angry because of this, he patted his grandson Kong Ji on the shoulder, got up and went outside the house.

The door opened, and there was only a green ox and a young man outside the house, and the young man sat on the green ox leisurely and contentedly.

"I don't know where my little friend came from?"

Hearing this sentence, Ji Yue was a little disappointed. After all, he was not the ancestor of Taoism, and he himself had never studied the art of alchemy. At this time, his Taoism was far behind Li Dan after all.

It can only be said that the luck of humanity is good, and the luck of writing is flourishing.

"Yesterday I met with Li Dan outside the customs, and he recommended you to me, saying that you have the desire to teach the world and teach the world!

So come here today to look for it! "

"Little friend, you are joking. The land outside the pass is more than a thousand miles away from Ludi. Even if you have a galloping horse, you will not be able to reach here!"

Kong Qiu shook his head slightly, and had no intention of continuing the conversation.

Ji Yue got off the green bull, and with a push with his left hand, the blue bull walked away on the clouds, and stepped in front of Kong Qiu, who was tens of meters away.

He waved his sleeves with indigo-gold patterns, and said with a smile: "Yesterday, in my spare time, I introduced Li Dan into Taoism, and I wanted him to pass on my Dafa and prosper the immortal sect.

But who knows, he didn't think so.

He told me that if you open doors and impart your thoughts, if you can practice my method, you will be able to expand the gate of immortality.

Therefore, we come here to find you! "

Seeing that Kong Qiu seemed to want to say something more, Ji Yue stretched out his index finger and stood up to express silence, and then took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve.

"Whether you agree or not, this bottle of Rejuvenation Pill should be regarded as a gift, and your heir should be urgently needed."

"Thank you fairy!"

Confucius did not refuse after all. If it was possible, who would want a white-haired person to give a black-haired person?
Regardless of his status behind him, at this moment, he is just a father who is worried about his child.

"Grandpa!" Kong Ji was a little at a loss. The theory of ghosts and gods has always been a fallacy, but what he saw with his own eyes broke his cognition for many years.

"Don't talk too much, let the immortal come in!"

It's not that Confucius didn't know that there were alchemists cultivating Taoism in the world, it's just that most of the people he saw were deceitful and deceiving the world.

It is precisely because of this that we respect ghosts and gods and stay away.

He only alienated ghosts and gods, not righteous gods, and even among the ancient rituals he restored, there were various rituals for offering sacrifices to ancient righteous gods.

So seeing this at this time, he was not panicked, and even a little secretly happy in his heart. At least, his mediocre son was saved.

Returning to the house in a hurry, Kong Li on the bed was already very angry, Kong Qiu a little flusteredly pushed aside the cork of the bottle of rejuvenation pill that Ji Yue handed him just now, and poured one with his right hand trembling slightly The elixir came out, and put it into Kong Li's mouth with his left hand.

This Kong carp was just injured by an arrow, and the wound was inflamed, and he was on the verge of death. A Rejuvenation Pill was enough for him.

The elixir melted in the mouth, and the effect of the medicine quickly reached the focus of the lesion. The pustules on the chest wound burst open, turning the original red clothes a little yellow.

Kong Li's breath became more stable all of a sudden, and even his pulse and heartbeat became a little stronger. Not only did his long-lost eyes open, but his left hand still had the strength to scratch his wound.

Ji Yue took two steps forward and held his hand down: "The wound is recovering, and it's a little itchy, but if you scratch at this time, it will not only affect the recovery of the wound, but may also leave scars."

This was addressed to Kong Qiu.

"The fairy is taking care of himself!"

Confucius is another Jili.

In less than half an hour, Kong Li had almost recovered and was able to sit up and drink some chicken soup.

Only then did Kong Qiu heave a sigh of relief, his son's life seemed to have been saved.

He hurriedly invited Ji Yue to the hall to discuss in detail what Ji Yue said earlier.

Kong Ji didn't go, he still wanted to stay here to take care of his father Kong Li.

"I don't know if there is any professor in Shangxian?"

Kong Qiu asked immediately after sitting on his knees.

He has never seen such a truly capable practitioner before, so he must be more cautious and respectful in the face of the unknown.

Ji Yue didn't talk nonsense with him, and also set up an isolated space, and told Confucius again the cultivation methods taught to Li Dan before.

The result was not bad. After some inquiries, Kong Qiu fell into samadhi within 2 minutes.

Ji Yue looked at him expectantly, even if he wasn't as bad as Li Dan, it wouldn't be too bad.

But sometimes, things don't always go as planned.

It is true that Confucius practiced into the door, but he did not absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but bred an innate aura of awe from the inside out.

This innate awe-inspiring aura blends with the heaven, earth, culture, and Dao luck deep in his soul, and complements the human dao that has just emerged in its embryonic form.

There are not many differences on the surface of the world, but Ji Yue can perceive that this world was originally just a rudimentary humanity, which is recovering and growing rapidly.

Ji Yue really felt a little lost.

It's not easy to make wool, the two big guys who have finally taken a fancy to have gone out of their own way, and I have no sense of accomplishment as an evangelist.

But at this time, there is no other way, the innate aura of grandeur that Kong Qiu bred must not be broken, let him rebuild the immortal way.

"Forget it, there are mistakes. It seems that the immortal way may not be able to support it. The human way is just on the rise now. It's no big deal to change to the human way."

Ji Yue quickly thought about it.

Anyway, just want to subvert the dominance of the Shinto, what does it matter if the subversion of the immortal way or the subversion of the human way?

　Kong Li is the son of Confucius, and should be his only son.

　　Because he himself did nothing, the records of his death are not detailed, and I only heard that he was shot to death by an arrow.

　　Whether it is correct or not, everyone should not delve into it too deeply, it is an overhead fairy sword world anyway!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)