The family is too invincible, forcing the system to be blackened and upgraded

"..." Seeing Zhao Zhitong's resolute attitude, he looked like he would not turn back if he hit the south wall.

The two guards looked at me and I looked at you, and said nothing more.

But one thing is very clear, if Zhao Zhitong and Tianyuan Holy Land had a stalemate, they would definitely not choose to take action and stand on the opposite side of Tianyuan.

They are not stupid, they know how much they are, and they also know what kind of tragic end they will suffer if they are enemies with Tian Yuan.

As for Zhao Zhitong, if he said in his heart that he was not panicking at all, he would be lying.

After all, it is well known that the Great Wu Dynasty surrendered to the Tianyuan Holy Land.

I am just a courtier, how can I do something that even a dynasty can't do?

Such a big holy place must be based on morality and credibility.

Zhao Zhitong comforted himself like this.

The three thousand volumes of great Confucianism are of great significance to him, and must be taken back.

It is an indispensable part, the most important, from the realm of educating people to the realm of Jinshi!

Looking at the token Chen Juexin was holding in his hand, Zhao Zhitong kept praying that he could get back the three thousand volumes of the Confucianism smoothly during this trip.

After that, it took a lot of time and physical strength to finally go up the mountain.

Under the leadership of several disciples, and actually under surveillance, they came to Qingyun Mansion.

"Gudu!"

Before entering the door, he could already feel a huge pressure coming towards him.

It is indeed the residence of the youngest emperor in history.

This momentum is really extraordinary!

Zhao Zhitong approached the door, raised his hand, grabbed the knocker on the bronze lion's mouth, and was about to knock.

Faintly heard, there was a conversation coming from the door.

Tune your ears and listen quietly.

His eyes widened a little, he was a little surprised, he didn't expect to hear Confucianism and Taoism in Tianyuan Young Master's Mansion.

Moreover, it is extremely profound, even at Zhao Zhitong's level, it is difficult to comprehend Confucianism and Taoism.

If you think about it a little bit and understand the tip of the iceberg, you can benefit endlessly!

Listening to the voice, there are three people in total, two old men and one young man.

The young man seemed to be preaching to two old men.

Zhao Zhitong couldn't help thinking, "Could it be that Young Master Tianyuan not only possesses unparalleled talents in cultivation, but also has amazing talents in the field of Confucianism and Taoism?"

Hearing this, the male guard tentatively opened his mouth and asked for confirmation, "Haven't your lord heard of it?"

"I heard? What did you hear?" Zhao Zhitong turned around, looked at him, and asked.

"There are rumors that the young master Tianyuan has reached the realm of a saint." The male guard replied.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhitong was startled for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can it be so easy to achieve the realm of a saint?"

"What's more, he is already a great emperor, and he becomes a saint again. In this case, God, it is too much to spoil him alone, and he will be envied by the whole world."

Zhao Zhitong refused to believe that such a thing would happen in the world.

Just listen to it as a joke.

"Who is making noise here!"

From behind, the door suddenly opened, and the majestic voice of an old man came.

Zhao Zhitong looked at the line of sight, and was startled suddenly in his heart, and he backed up several steps in fright.

"careful!"

Thanks to the quick eyes of the two guards who supported him from behind, otherwise, he would have stepped on the empty steps and fell down at this moment.

After standing still, Zhao Zhitong stared at the person who opened the door, raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and tried to regain consciousness.

But no matter how much he rubbed or blinked his eyes, the picture in front of him was always that picture, and the person in front of him was always that person.

"Senior Li Chengzun? Really, is it really you!" Zhao Zhitong couldn't recognize anyone, and it was impossible not to recognize Li Chengzun.

Portraits of him and another great Confucian are still enshrined at home.

It's hard to believe that two people can be so similar, as if drawn out of the same mold, they are exactly the same!

"You know me?" Li Chengzun asked back.

"After all, you are my patriarch." Zhao Zhitong replied with a bow.

"I didn't expect that my lineage, Li Chengzun, still has an inheritance." Li Chengzun stroked his beard, very happy.

"But, as far as I know, hasn't your old man passed away for a long time? Why did you suddenly appear in the mansion of Young Master Tianyuan..." Zhao Zhitong asked suspiciously.

Li Chengzun didn't look like a dead person, but was full of vitality, his eyes were piercing, and blood was visible on his cheeks.

"Thanks to the great kindness of the young master Tianyuan, I have lived a second life again." Li Chengzun cupped his fists high, facing the sky.

"As for why I appear here? That's because I have taken refuge in Tianyuan, worked for the young master, carried forward, and revitalized Confucianism and Taoism."

What!Such a powerhouse at the Confucian level actually took refuge in the Tianyuan Holy Land!

To be precise, it is the young master Tianyuan.

Why is this Young Master Tianyuan so powerful?Can change death into life!

In Zhao Zhitong's view, in today's world, having Li Chengzun is equivalent to controlling the Confucianism and Taoism in the southern region.

After all, among the living Confucianism and Taoism in the Southern Region, it is impossible to find someone who is stronger than him.

"Let him in." Chen Mu's voice came from behind Li Chengzun.

"Yes, young master." Li Chengzun stepped aside, "Please."

Even though he is Zhao Zhitong's patriarch, with Chen Mu's words, Zhao Zhitong is a guest of Qingyun Mansion, and Li Chengzun has to respect him.

Zhao Zhitong nodded, stepped over the threshold, and entered the gate of Qingyun Mansion.

There was a lot of turmoil in his heart, and he couldn't imagine what Chen Mu had done to Li Chengzun to make him behave so respectfully and obediently.

Stepping into the gate with his back foot, he glanced over and quickly locked on to Chen Mu who was sitting under the gazebo in the garden.

Boom!

Just as he was about to move forward, he froze in place again as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

"Senior Mo Yuan?!"

Forget about Li Chengzun, Zhao Zhitong never expected that even Mo Yuan was also in Qingyun Mansion.

The last brilliant figures of Confucianism and Taoism in the two southern regions are all gathered here!

Looking at his attitude when facing Chen Mu, he was no different from Li Chengzun, full of humility.

This is not pure fear of the great emperor's strength, but admiration from the heart.

It's numb, Zhao Zhitong is really numb.

Suddenly, Chen Mu felt like an idiot that he would forcibly occupy Daru's three thousand scrolls.

With Li Chengzun and Mo Yuan under his name, two top Confucian scholars, how could they look down on a mere book with three thousand volumes?

The work itself was compiled by these two men.

How much does Chen Mu want?Just ask them to compile another book.

"My lord, Young Master Tianyuan is looking at you!" Seeing that Zhao Zhitong faced Chen Mu without any response, the male guard reminded him in a low voice.

"Great Wu Zhao Zhitong, pay homage to the Great Emperor!" Zhao Zhitong hurriedly recovered his senses and saluted.

The attitude must be humble, in case it is because of oneself, the entire Great Wu Dynasty will be brought about to destroy the country...

He didn't want to be infamous for thousands of years, be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and be reviled by others.

"You came here for this thing, right?"

Chen Mu took out the three thousand volumes of Confucianism that had no value for a long time, and put them on the stone table.

"Go back to the emperor, that's right."

Zhao Zhitong didn't dare to raise his head, but kept bending his waist, approached in small steps, and carefully presented the token he got from Chen Juexin.