Great Wei scholar

Xu Qingxiao nodded, and then seemed a little impatient.

"It's okay, you should go about your own business first, and let the teacher understand."

Zhou Ling nodded and let Xu Qingxiao do the work first.

Today's Xu Qingxiao is not the scholar who has just entered the product, but the new sage of Wei, who shoulders the future of the country and the scholar, Zhou Ling naturally understands.

"Thank you teacher for your understanding, the student will leave."

Xu Qingxiao bowed to Zhou Ling.

Then he turned and left, disappearing without a trace.

After Xu Qingxiao left, Zhou Ling sighed and returned to his seat.

But soon, Zhou Ling's face changed, and he slapped his thigh and said.

"It's over, I forgot to let the Shouren Gang lose a few names as a teacher, alas, I don't know when I will see you next time, I am so confused."

Zhou Ling muttered to himself.

next moment.

According to the topography map, Xu Qingxiao arrived at Nanfeng Mountain in just a short while.

Nanfeng Mountain is not well-known in Ping'an County, at least Xu Qingxiao has never heard of it, if Zhou Ling hadn't looked up ancient books to get some information, Xu Qingxiao might not have known about this mountain at all.

Seen from a height, the entire Nanfeng Mountain is indeed not high, and it is very ordinary, even a little desolate, among the mountains, it looks extremely mediocre.

fell on the hill.

Xu Qingxiao looked around, but there was nothing outstanding.

Very weird.

"It feels like there's something wrong with this place."

The utterance of the Ancient Alchemy Sutra made Xu Qingxiao a little curious.

"Where is the problem?"

Xu Qingxiao asked.

"intuition."

Danshen Gujing spoke slowly.

Xu Qingxiao was a little depressed.

"Anyway, no matter whether it is or not, you have a try. When the moon is full, you try to use the power of yin and yang to see if there are any relics."

The Danshen Ancient Scripture spoke out, telling Xu Qingxiao not to worry.

"You don't need to wait for the full moon."

"It's the full moon."

Xu Qingxiao looked up, and suddenly the holy power in his body permeated, and there was no abnormality in the eyes of outsiders.

But the moon in the sky gradually became brighter.

This is the strength of the half saint.

Emerge with the full moon.

Nanfeng Mountain was still ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"The power of yin and yang."

Danshen Gujing reminded.

The next moment, Xu Qingxiao's body was filled with the power of yin and yang, like a stream of water, instantly filling the entire Nanfeng Mountain.

Also at this time.

Suddenly, Xu Qingxiao noticed something different.

"There are space cracks."

When Xu Qingxiao opened his mouth, he sensed a crack in the space.

Is the entrance to Emperor Wu's legacy really here?

"Go and have a look, but be careful. Emperor Wu is not a good person. He has problems in his later years, and he may be in danger."

The Danshen Ancient Scripture made a sound, telling Xu Qingxiao to pay attention.

"it is good."

Xu Qingxiao didn't talk nonsense, and walked directly towards the space crack.

Soon, he came to the west, stepped across, the surrounding space was instantly distorted, and the next moment Xu Qingxiao's figure disappeared.

And at the same time.

Southern barbarians.

In a magic cave.

A series of chanting sounded.

The golden light filled the air, and a lotus platform bloomed. On the lotus platform, stood a woman. She held the seal of freedom, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, making her look extremely terrifying.

Crowds of monsters were buried under the Buddha's light.

Ten monks holding Buddhist vessels came out, and the Buddhist vessels burst into beams of light, sweeping away the monsters in the cave.

A lot of monsters were buried here. They struggled, roared, and wanted to escape, but they couldn't resist the impact of this Buddha's light.

"town."

At the same time, a voice full of breath sounded.

In the devil's cave, dozens of Confucian scholars held books in their hands, surrounded by righteousness, they blocked the group of monsters, and the Buddhist monks killed them one by one, turning into an invisible energy, and submerged into the bodies of these Buddhist monks.

"Tianzhu Temple, Zhu Sheng's lineage, we have no grievances or enmities with you, if you kill them all like this, aren't you afraid that one day, we will kill Buddhas and Confucians?"

With the voice of resignation sounded.

In the devil's lair, countless monsters are extremely resentful.

Although they are monsters, they are not the kind of monsters that can harm living beings. They are born monsters, what can they do?Practice produces obsession, what can be done?

But they didn't harm others, but Haoduanduan was brutally killed today, how can they not be angry?And how not to be afraid?

"Demon, it's a monster."

"The devil is the devil."

"Where is there so much nonsense, World Honored One, please punish me."

Among the Buddhist gates, a monk spoke. He was very young, wearing a white cassock, and took a step forward. There were seven Buddha lights behind his head, and a Buddha's Dharma image behind him.

Throwing the rosary in his hand, it burst immediately, and the explosive force produced killed tens of thousands of demons, not even bones left, replaced by puffs of white smoke.

"Tianzhu Temple, scholars of Zhu Sheng, please remember this deity, I will definitely avenge this enmity."

In the depths of the devil's lair, the screams became more horrific, and then the whole devil's lair shook.

However, the woman from Liantai Mountain threw a white jade bottle, and in an instant, a powerful force emanated, suppressing the Demon Cave.

"Search."

The next moment, someone spoke.

Immediately, hundreds of monks rushed in, their golden light shone like a layer of golden paint, extremely dazzling.

Then, wait for them to enter.

About less than a quarter of an hour.

These hundreds of monks turned back, but the leading monk was holding a wooden sign.

And this wooden sign is also filled with indescribable righteousness.

At this moment, the eyes of all the Confucian scholars showed surprise, and one of the Confucian scholars spoke directly.

"It's this wooden sign, it's the property of Vermillion Sage, thank you all."

He made a sound, wanting to take the wooden sign.

However, the young monk in white cassock took a step forward, stopped him, and spoke slowly.

"Amitabha, the abbot has ordered that this object must be escorted to Haoran Dynasty by us personally, please forgive me."

He spoke, his tone was calm, but his attitude was extremely firm.

The Confucians frowned slightly, but they didn't say anything, as long as they found the things, as for personally escorting them there, they also knew in their hearts, didn't they just want to ask for some benefits from Zhu Sheng's line?

Therefore, they did not say much.

However, at this moment, among the monks, some people couldn't help but speak.

"Senior brother Wu Ming, just now, in the depths of the devil's lair, junior brother Cai really felt righteousness. These demons seem to have done nothing wrong, and seem to use this wooden sign to wash away their demonic and demonic nature."

He was just a monk, he was very young, and he couldn't help but tell what he saw in the magic cave.

But as soon as he said this, the monk in white robes, that is, Wu Ming, couldn't help speaking indifferently.

"What demons are best at is camouflage."

"Remember, none of the monsters in the world is kind-hearted, even if they have a little relationship with monsters, they are all vicious people."

"When we meet them, we have only one choice, to kill them all and do justice for the sky."

Wu Ming spoke out, his tone indifferent.

The latter remained silent.

As for these great Confucian scholars, they don't have any intention to pay attention to these monsters and Buddhist affairs.

They came to look for the thing of Zhu Sheng's true spirit, and they knew that in the devil's lair, they joined forces with Buddhism to suppress the demons here, so they took out the thing of Zhu Sheng's true spirit, that is, this wooden plaque.

This is done now.

The grand founding ceremony in seven days' time will probably shock the whole world.

So their minds are now full of the founding ceremony in a few days.

But the most urgent task right now is to send the wooden sign back to Wen Palace and give it to Lu Zi.

Chapter 222: The God Stone of Suppressing Demons, the Map of Zhongzhou Immortal Collection, Returning to the Capital of Great Wei

In the second year of Wuchang.

March one.

Haoran Dynasty.

There is awe-inspiring righteousness here, and talent is everywhere.

Scholars gather, just like in the prosperous age, in order to develop basic agriculture, they also learn from Xu Qingxiao, educating people for free, but require their parents to farm.

The Haoran Dynasty does not set up barracks, and has the support of various countries, so it is not afraid.

At this moment.

In Wen Palace.

Three monks walked into it slowly holding a wooden sign.

The head is an old monk, with gray eyebrows, but energetic, holding an alms bowl in his hand, looking extremely solemn.

There are two people behind him, one is Wu Ming in a white cassock, and the other is in his 40s in a red and blue cassock, holding a demon pestle in his hand.

Tianzhu Temple is one of the two Buddhist poems, and the second is Xiaoleiyin Temple.

However, in recent years, Little Leiyin Temple has gradually lost its luster, and the reputation of Tianzhu Temple has grown. Nearly [-]% of the monks in the entire Western Desert are monks from Tianzhu Temple.

The main reason is that in recent years, Tianzhu Temple has repeatedly produced eminent monks who are proficient in Buddhism, which really overshadowed the glory of Little Leiyin Temple.

But different from the government, Buddhism has the same ideals, and it doesn't matter who is stronger or weaker.

Those who wear cassocks are about to realize enlightenment.