Yao Chongdao came to the vicinity of Zuo Zuo, looked at the small talisman boat and the big city, and asked: "Zuo Zuo, do you value this young man very much?"

Zuo Zuo said calmly: "My impression of the Yao family is very average, so don't talk nonsense to me just because you are older."

Yao Chongdao was almost furious. Did he really think he was a temperless clay Buddha?

Just fight, no matter who you are afraid of.

Can you really beat me to death?

As a result, the boss swordsman walked out of the hut with a smile, stood at the door, looked up, and whispered: "We are a rare visitor."

Chen Qingdu quickly walked back to the hut. Since the visitor was a guest rather than an enemy, there was no need to worry. Chen Qingdu just stamped his foot and immediately cast a restraint, and the entire top of the Sword Qi Great Wall was isolated into a small world.

, so as not to attract more unnecessary prying eyes.

In addition to Chen Qing who was the first to notice the clues, several saints and the hidden official also realized that something was wrong.

No one could so quietly pass through the two great canopy barriers and reach the Sword Qi Great Wall without passing through the gate of the Hanging Mountain.

Not only the Taoist Great Heavenly Lord who guards the Daoxuan Mountain cannot do it.

I'm afraid that even those Confucian temples that guard the territory of a continent and worship sages and hold jade tablets in the vast world can't do it.

Many of the Sword Immortals stationed on top of the city were unaware that someone had sneaked into the city, and those outside the Sword Qi Great Wall were even less aware of it.

Waiting until a strange phenomenon appears on the top of the city, and then trying to find out what's going on, it will be difficult to reach the sky.

What's more, no one dared to act rashly, so many sword immortals continued to practice with concentration.

He was stunned for a moment, then stood up.

As a result, he was slapped on the head, "You're talking to seniors like this? What are the rules?"

After hesitating for a while, he still had to stand up. When the husband comes, he always has to stand up and salute, but he was slapped on the head again, "You still don't listen, right? You want to talk back, right? You haven't put on the Fang Jie Wa for three days, right?"

"

The people on the left and right, who had no choice but to stand or sit, stopped there, and said to Yao Chong, "It's the junior who was rude. I apologize to senior Yao."

Then Yao Chongdao saw an old man who looked like a poor old Confucian scholar. He stretched out his hand to help the somewhat cramped left and right man, and grinned brightly at him.

My daughter, I helped find a good son-in-law. A good daughter and a good son-in-law gave birth to a great granddaughter. As a result, my great granddaughter helped me find the best grandson-in-law, Yao Dajianxian. What a blessing. I

I can’t even envy you, so I just taught a few disciples and it was okay.”

Finally, he could stand and talk. He took a step back, bowed and saluted, "Sir!"

The shocking sword energy around him had no effect on the ethereal old Confucian scholar in blue shirt.

Yao Chongdao looked puzzled and asked tentatively: "Mr. Wen Sheng?"

The old scholar had an embarrassed look on his face, "All those who were not literary saints have long since disappeared. I am young and cannot be called sir. It is just good luck that I have such a small and magnificent past. It's okay not to mention it now."

, I am not as old as the Yao family master, just call me brother."

Yao Chongdao was a little stunned.

Some don't know how to deal with this famous Confucian literary sage.

The vast world of Confucian red tape happens to be what sword cultivators at the Great Wall of Sword Qi despise the most.

The old scholar looked around and said anxiously: "I came in a hurry, and I have to leave as soon as possible. I can't stay for a long time. Let's talk about the boss swordsman?"

Chen Qingdu was sitting in the thatched hut, smiling and nodding, "Then let's talk."

A Confucian saint sitting on the Great Wall of Sword Qi took the initiative to show up, bowed and saluted, "Meet the Literary Sage."

The saints of the three religions who sit here will also rotate, and the length of time is not fixed.

This Confucian saint was once a world-renowned great Buddhist disciple. After arriving at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he possesses both cultural and magical powers and is extremely skilled in magic. He is a being that even Yin Guan is not willing to provoke.

The old scholar sighed with emotion, "You just lost the quarrel. It's because you haven't mastered what you have learned, and it's not that your Buddhist knowledge is not good. I advised you not to do this at that time. Why did you have to join our Confucian school? It's better now. You suffered."

Really? Do you really think that one person can absorb the basic knowledge of two religions? If there is such a simple good thing, then why argue about it? Isn’t it because the Taoist and Buddha’s ability to persuade conflicts is not as good as this? Besides, let’s talk about it.

, you just can’t quarrel, but fighting is good, it’s a pity, it’s such a pity.”

To the ears of the Confucian disciples in the Confucian Temple Academy, this kind of language might be considered as treason, deviance, or at least turning their elbows outward.

The Confucian sage who changed his family after losing an argument smiled and said: "Infinite time is a place of freedom."

A single word caused the world to change color in the Great Sword Qi Great Wall, but the phenomenon was quickly dispelled by the sword Qi from the top of the city.

The old scholar shook his head, sighed, and passed by in a flash. When he arrived at the hut, Chen Qingdu stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Literary Saint, please sit down."

The old scholar calmed down and said, "The Confucian Temple needs to borrow three people from you."

Chen Qingdu asked: "Why are you here? Not the more legitimate Li Sheng Ya Sheng, nor the deputy leader of the Chinese Confucian Temple?"

The old scholar laughed and said: "I am thick-skinned. When they come, they will be disgraced."

Chen Qingdu shook his head and said, "I won't borrow it."

The old scholar murmured: "This is not very good."

We walked left and right outside the hut.

Not long after, the old scholar walked out of the house with a melancholy look on his face, "It's hard to talk, but we have to talk no matter how hard it is."

The left and right asked: "When will sir leave here?"

The old scholar scratched his head and said, "We have to try again. If we really don't have to discuss it, we have no choice. If we should leave, we have to leave. There is no other way. In this life, we will work hard and take the blame."

He said to the left and right: "Don't you see Chen Ping'an?"

The old scholar said angrily: "You care about me?"

No more words were spoken.

He is worthy of being the founder of the literary sage lineage.

The old scholar seemed a little guilty, and patted his shoulders, "Sir, Sir, and the scholar you respect more have finally opened a path together. That is a vast territory comparable to the fifth world. There is a lot of everything, just

There aren't many people, and there won't be many people there for a while. Isn't that just what you want? Why don't you go over there and have a look?"

Shaking his head left and right, "Sir, there aren't many people here, and it's better than that new world, because here, the further you go, the fewer people there are, and there won't be more and more people swarming in."

The old scholar complained sadly: "I, sir, must be wronged because every student and disciple is disobedient."

Left and right said softly: "There is no other Chen Ping'an."

The old scholar said earnestly: "Sir, if you keep poking at Mr.'s heart like this, it will be outrageous."

Zuo Zuo asked in confusion: "Why isn't it suitable for you, sir, to meet Chen Ping'an?"

The old scholar smiled and frowned, with a strange look on his face, "I heard that your junior brother just built the ancestral hall on the hilltop of his hometown, and hung my statue in the middle and highest. In fact, it is quite inappropriate. You can just hang it secretly in the study room.

, I am not a person who pays attention to such trivial matters. Look, when the Confucian Temple kicked me out, sir, did I care? I didn’t care at all. The vain fame and profit in the world are too unreasonable, like the salted peanuts that go with wine, one bite at a time."

He said to the left and right: "Excuse me, sir, please put the smile on your face away."

The old scholar yelled, and found that Mr. Yao was no longer on the top of the city. He rubbed his face, jumped up, and slapped his left and right heads with his backhand, "You have the nerve to talk nonsense about others, but you are also talking nonsense yourself.

.Among the disciples, you are the least enlightened."

The people on the left and right were a little helpless, "After all, he is the elder of Ning Yao's family, so the disciples will inevitably have their hands tied."

The old scholar said doubtfully: "I didn't say that it was wrong for you to restrain your hands and feet. You can't move your hands and feet. But you have so much sword energy. Sometimes, if you are not careful, you can't control the slightest bit and run towards Yao Lao'er. Yao

I yelled a few more words, and then you two took advantage of the situation to exchange ideas, benefited each other in swordsmanship, and defeated Yao Laoer, and you flattered him a few more words at the top of your voice, what a good thing. I can't understand this?"

He nodded his head and said: "My disciple is stupid, but you sir are reasonable."

The old scholar turned around and ran towards the hut, "If you think of some reasons, go and haggle over the price."

Walk left and right to the city head.

After a while, the old scholar sighed again and came to his side.

The left and right asked: "Sir, do you think that if we stand on one grain of dust and walk to another grain of dust, this is already the limit of a cultivator."

The old scholar smiled and said: "A tree and a tree will say hello in the wind, and a mountain and a tree will greet each other in the wind.

A mountain will be silent for thousands of years, and a river will bump into each other when they grow up. All things can be contented by just observing."

He pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, please speak more briefly."

The old scholar said: "Sir, I don't know the answer to your question, so I have to fool you casually."

There is nothing left to say.

The old scholar sighed with emotion: "The immortal family is sitting on the top of the mountain, and the road in the world is muddy."

He said, "Sir, you are blaming the students."

The old scholar shook his head and said solemnly: "I am demanding sages and heroes."

After that, I accompanied my husband and watched the scenery all night without saying anything.

After daybreak, the old scholar turned around and walked towards the thatched hut and said, "If I can't convince Chen Qingdu this time, I'm going to throw a tantrum."

They had been waiting quietly for the result. At noon, the old scholar left the hut, twirled his beard and walked away, silent.

Left and right whispered: "Chen Ping'an wants to propose marriage to the Ning family, and the boss Jianxian agrees to be the matchmaker."
To be continued...