An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

The dry leaves under their feet made a crunching sound. In the strange thick fog, the reincarnations became more and more cautious. After a while, a dimly lit temple appeared in front of them. The warm orange light was like a candle, attracting people. The moth fluttered forward unconsciously.

Wang Jie opened the door and walked in. At the same time, he reminded everyone behind him, "The human heart is full of ghosts, and demons are born from the heart."

With just one sentence, several reincarnations suddenly felt grateful. Although they already knew the horror of Lanruo Temple, they did not tell the young man in front of them, but the young man told them everything he knew. In contrast, , they suddenly seemed a bit villainous.

Wang Jieyi ignored what the people in front of him were thinking. He pushed open the courtyard door and saw a lotus pond. However, in Wang Jieyi's eyes, these were flesh and blood lotuses, with countless corpses settling at the bottom of the lotus pond.

He lowered his eyebrows, and the words of his master when he passed away once again appeared in his mind, "The road of killing is an unstoppable one. I will save all sentient beings and transform myself into a sea of ​​suffering. There is no way to escape. If possible, I hope you will never kill."

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm going to break the precept today." Wang Jieyi said in a low voice. The black epee behind his back made a dull sound, like a big brass bell in an ancient temple. The sound was high-pitched, almost like a great avenue.

Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuangguan reopened his closed eyes amidst the heavy sound of swords. His expression was a bit sad, "The four swords of Zhuxian were reborn?"

Zhen Yuanzi did not look for the source of the sound rashly. His expression showed a rare tangle. After a moment, he said to the Taoist boy beside him, "The Confucian Supreme Confucius is here. Go and bring him in. Don’t be rude.”

The Taoist boy wearing the lotus robe nodded quickly. When he went out, he saw an old man with a tall crown and wide sleeves, a crane-haired face, standing respectfully outside the door. He seemed to be listening to some kind of heavenly sound, and he sensed the Taoist boy who went out to greet him. This old man He cupped his hands and said, "Young man, please lead the way."

The Taoist boy quickly turned aside and said, "I don't dare to say this as a Confucian master."

"It's in line with etiquette." Confucius said with a chuckle, his words became clear, and a ray of awe-inspiring righteousness fell from the sky and fell into the arms of the Taoist boy.

The Taoist boy thanked him quickly, "Thank you, my Confucian master."

This long river of righteousness is condensed by countless great scholars in the Confucian sect using blue-blood paintings. It is blended with the destiny of humanity. It can restrain demons and demons even better than most immortal and Buddhist methods. It is also the only way to restrain inner demons and extraterrestrial demons.

The reception work today was really good. Thinking of this, Tao Tong's mind couldn't help but recall the disaster star that came some time ago. Comparing the two, he prayed in his heart, hoping that this disaster star would not come again. .

Cedric from Luoyang, the capital of the gods, suddenly felt something, but he did not look in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

It was interesting. Cedric looked at the unfinished chess game with Yuan Tiangang.

He is in charge of the [Third Law], a priesthood that is universal to all heavens, and he also holds most of the [Prayer] priesthoods in disguise.

The Taoist boy in Wuzhuang Temple is not only praying, but the content of his prayer is also about himself.

Of course, Zhen Yuanzi would not make such a low-level mistake, so he wanted to remind himself of something. Through this invisible method, he was indeed an innate master who was the same generation as Teacher Houtu, and he was indeed a chess master. superb.

But what did the sage master do to arrange for Zhen Yuanzi? I'm really curious.

In the Wuzhuang Temple, the Taoist boy carefully introduced Confucius into the main room. Zhen Yuanzi greeted him and said, "I have seen the Confucian master."

Confucius returned the greeting and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I'd like to thank Haihan."

Zhen Yuanzi didn't say much. He subconsciously wanted to ask the boy to hit two ginseng fruits, but then he held back and said rather embarrassedly, "It's a pity that the fruits in the courtyard are not mature yet, so we can't entertain Confucius."

Confucius laughed and said, "This is just a coincidence. I happened to bring the door-to-door ceremony, so we can enjoy it together."

As he spoke, a fruit basket appeared in his hand. There were several plums in the fruit basket, which were green in appearance. The innate Taoism condensed into benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust, and the color was pure gold, imprinted on the plums.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes showed fondness. As an innate god who grew up with the ginseng fruit tree, he naturally had a special love for the innate spiritual roots. The plums in front of him came from the unique innate spiritual roots of the Confucian sect, even though he had not personally Tasted.

Zhen Yuanzi pointed to two lavender futons facing each other and said, "Confucius, please take a seat."

After the two of them sat down, according to ancient custom, they naturally had to talk to each other about Tao. However, when discussing Tao this time, Zhen Yuanzi's mind was not entirely on the Tao of Confucianism, but on thinking about this Confucian leader. The teacher’s intention.

Confucius is mysterious, even to the great supernatural beings of the heavens.

At that time, human luck was booming and hundreds of schools of thought contended. Many people with great supernatural powers took advantage of the lack of the position of human emperor to enter the human world and gain great fortune.

For example, one of Kunpeng's three corpses transformed into Zhuangzi. Not only did he form a good relationship with Laozi, but he also received a part of stable human destiny, cleverly resolving the evil causes that he had formed with human nature, so he could be stable. By this time.

The White Tiger, one of the Four Spirits of the West Pole Supervisor, descended and became the military strategist Bai Qi. He consolidated his destiny as a military strategist in the human realm and also forged a good relationship with the saint Houtu.

The leader of the Qilin clan in the ancient land transformed into Mozi and passed down the lineage of the Mo family.

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There are countless such things.

But in the end, the fate of hundreds of families fell into the hands of the person in front of him, and this person was the final winner!

Although the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought has not been completely cut off, in fact, in recent years, since the Confucian scholar Dong Zhongshu proposed the theory of heaven-human induction and the rotation of five virtues, even the most powerful Taoism has not been able to spread as much in the mortal world. Confucianism.

One can imagine the depth of luck involved, so who is this divine incarnation of Confucius?

All the great supernatural beings in the world want to know this question, but it is a pity that since Confucius became enlightened, established the Chunqiu Pavilion, and condensed the long river of righteousness, he never took action again, and has been concentrating on studying his Confucian way.

Qi itself is not only terrifying in strength, but also possesses immeasurable luck and merit. Therefore, even if the great supernatural powers in the heavens want to know about this matter, until now, no one has tried it personally.

While Zhen Yuanzi was deep in thought, Confucius slowly stopped his sermon. His eyes were deep, but filled with the light of clear wisdom, "I wonder why the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi came to visit me for no reason?"

Zhen Yuanzi picked up a plum, nodded and said, "Confucius has been painstakingly studying the Tao, and now he comes to visit him, which really makes me feel flattered."

Confucius sighed slightly, "Now that the emperor wants to witness the throne of the emperor again, I really have to ask the immortal for help."