I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly

Zhou Wen involuntarily sat down, became one of those people, and read aloud with them.

Zhou Wen recited the frustration, feeling a familiarity, but he didn't know what he read out.

Fortunately, the mysterious power of Confucius Ping is not harmful. Just let him sit there and read. No further situation happened. Zhou Wendao was not in a hurry to get rid of the control of this mysterious power. I wanted to find out first. This mysterious What the power wants to do.

There are already more than a hundred people sitting on the huge Confucius Ping. It seems that they are all spiritual practitioners. Zhou Wen feels that they should not be a coincidence here.

"How come Confucius's materials did not write that Confucius has such a strange power?" Zhou Wen recited while studying the content he recited.

The content is very jerky and difficult to understand. The grammar and wording are very different from modern people. It is obviously an ancient article.

Zhou Wen's literary cultivation is very general. He can understand some simple ancient texts. He can't understand the ancient texts that are jerky like this.

Zhou Wen also studied the ancient texts of Taoism and Buddhism before, but this type of ancient text is obviously not in the same system as those two types. Many words have not been heard, and I didn't understand what it meant after listening to it for a while.

Originally, Zhou Wen wanted to write down the articles he recited, and then slowly studied later, but soon he discovered that no matter how he remembered, he couldn't remember half a word.

After reciting a sentence, it seemed as if it had disappeared directly from his memory, there was no memory at all.

"It seems that only recording Dafa can be used." Zhou Wen wanted to take out the phone and record his voice with the phone.

However, I found that my body didn't listen at all and could only sit there and recite, and couldn't do anything else.

Zhou Wen thought of it and switched the vitality tactics into tactics. He wanted to use the power of the gods to evade and break the rule of Confucius Ping, so that he could take out his mobile phone recording.

Huh!

Zhou Wen had just switched to Dao Jue, and suddenly felt that a horrifying force bombarded him like a thunderbolt, and Yuying was almost cracked.

Zhou Wen's body rolled like a balloon from Confucius Ping. Fortunately, after leaving Confucius Ping, Zhou Wen resumed control of his body and quickly stabilized his figure.

Opening a mouthful of blood, the internal organs were not lightly traumatized, and some bones were cracked. Zhou Wen was horrified: "Is this fuziping's forbidden power so overbearing?"

But when I think about it, I feel wrong.

Huang Quancheng's taboo power is already terrifying, and it is not so strong. Confucius 'taboo power is no longer a strong word to explain. Zhou Wen feels more like Confucius' taboo power against him.

"Wait, I seem to understand." Zhou Wen suddenly remembered.

It is said that Confucius was the place where Confucianism and Taoism were two rivals, and Confucianism was the Confucian territory. He used tactics on Confucianism, and was probably targeted.

"If that is the case, I should go to Laojun Ding and take a look. There is Taoism." Zhou Wen wanted to stand up, but his body was hurt too much, and as soon as he moved, he hurt his teeth and cracked his mouth.

"Let's heal the wounds first." Zhou Wen switched the life of the ancient Emperor, using the powerful vitality of the ancient Emperor to repair the injured internal organs and bones.

However, the ancient emperor of Emperor Shengsheng only has strong vitality, and the speed of self-healing is far less than that of Li Xuan.

The antelope looked at Zhou Wen gloatingly, it seemed that this guy already knew the mystery on Confucius Ping.

The bird leaped on the rocks next to it, curious about everything.

"Are you all right?" A woman in her thirties came over and asked Zhou Wen, who sat down and looked down.

"It's okay, a little hurt." Zhou Wen shook his head.

The woman laughed, "You are a foreigner. Is this your first visit to Confucius in Kongshan?"

"How do you know?" Zhou Wen asked.

"The locals all know that you can't use Taoist strength tactics on Confucius Ping. You must have used Taoist strength tactics just now to be beaten," the woman explained.

The reading aloud has ended, and those sitting on Confucius Ping have returned to normal, and have come down in pairs since Confucius Ping.

They looked at Zhou Wen's eyes with a slight smile. Obviously, like women, they all knew what Zhou Wen had been beaten for.

"Confucius Ping is a sacred place for cultivating Hao Ran's righteousness and other Confucian vitality tactics. If you cultivate Taoist vitality tactics, you should go to Laojun Ding."

The woman thought for a while, and reminded: "This time of day in Confucius, there is an hour of reading time. If you want to visit, it will be fine to miss this hour and go up again."

"Thank you for your guidance, I don't know if there is any taboo on top of that old monk?" Zhou Wen quickly asked.

"This is not the case, there is a Taoist book on top of Laojun, but relying on self-awareness, there is no force to force you." The woman looked at Zhou Wen and said, "You don't seem to be hurt, should I take you to the hospital?"

"No need, I just rest for a while ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhou Wen quickly thanked the woman for her kindness.

After the woman left, Zhou Wen sat there to recuperate, but was hurt too much. Until the next day, the woman and many practitioners of Confucianism came to Fuziping again. Zhou Wen's injuries were not completely healed.

"Why are you still here? Is it really all right?" The woman looked at Zhou Wen in amazement and asked.

Generally speaking, even those who are beaten will not be hurt too much.

"It's okay, I just look at the scenery here and want to rest more here." Zhou Wen said with a smile.

Most people do not hurt so much, but Zhou Wen not only used the tactics, but also used the gods to evade. He wanted to break the taboo power of Confucius Ping, which was so bad.

The woman saw Zhou Wen's face much better than yesterday, so she didn't say anything. Like everyone else, she sat on the fuziping floor and after a while, Zhou Wen heard the familiar sound of reading again.

Those people basically came to Fuziping to study every day, and Zhou Wen talked to the woman several times, knowing that everyone called her aristocracy.

According to your sister, reading on Confucianism has much less effect on the cultivation of Confucianism, but there are very few people practicing Confucianism, so basically every day people come to Confucianism to study Acquaintances, have known each other long ago.

It took more than two days for Zhou Wen to finally repair the injuries on his body, but the injuries on his body were still the next, mainly the injuries on Yuying. He has only fully recovered until now.

After the recovery, Yuying gave Zhou Wen a strange feeling, and there seemed to be some signs of breakthrough.

"Does the injury help Yuying break through?" Zhou Wen thought in his mind.

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