The voice was dull, like thunder. Li Guanyi was stunned and a little surprised. Senior Brother Fang Fangqiao said with a warm smile: "Speaking of which, I haven't talked to Guanyi yet."

"When I heard that you came to the Academy, I came to see Wen He, worried that you would suffer a loss..."

Fang Fang Qiao, Duke Ming, Wei Xuancheng, and the disciples under Wang Tong's sect stared at the young man sitting there and the prone academy geek Wen He. They were silent for a moment, and their thoughts froze slightly.

Who suffers in the end?!

After a long time, these Confucian disciples who were from the same sect as Li Guanyi thought, no, they are indeed Qilin!

Yes, he is worthy of being a unicorn in troubled times, even Wenhe fell!

This makes perfect sense!

Many disciples reluctantly rationalized the behavior of this 'Fourth Senior Brother'. Fang Fangqiao's smile did not change and he just said gently: "I met Su Wang Mian on the road. King Lin next to Su Wang Mian heard that you were coming and came to visit.

Look at the fire unicorn."

While he was talking, a Qilin walked slowly outside. The scales on his body had pale traces like an ancient red dragon. One of the Qilin's horns was broken, and the crack was like a half cut by a sword. With the power of the divine beast,

, unable to continue to grow.

A pair of eyes are golden, but they are not the red-gold color that represents aggression and aggressiveness when Huo Qilin is angry, but a kind of warmth that has faded away from all the dryness over the years.

There is a kind of ancient red dragon, although it is not as good as it is, it still exudes a majestic aura.

Just like the ancient red dragon, he opened his mouth and spoke human words.

"You are Li Guanyi."

Li Guanyi stood up and held his hands in his hands, saying: "Li Guanyi is a disciple of Wenyuan, the founder of the Taoist sect, and Wang Tongfu of the Confucian sect, and is a disciple of the academy. Li Guanyi has met his predecessors."

Old Qilin's expression softened a lot, and he said: "You are a good boy who knows etiquette, come..." He opened his mouth slightly, and a stream of light came out, which was a roll of bamboo slips with a powerful Confucian aura of righteousness on it.

Look in front of you.

It is a book that records the practice methods of [Shi].

It can be regarded as a unique skill passed down only by Confucianism.

Old Qilin said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Father, Father, Son, Son."

"The younger generation has the appearance of the younger generation, and the elders must show the appearance of the elders."

"This is in line with Tao and etiquette."

"You show me courtesy, and I should respond, good boy."

Old Qilin spoke with a kind and gentle voice, not because he fought with Murong Longtu and even had his Qilin horn cut off, but because of the fierce sword intent of Murong Longtu, who was only at the Grand Master level at that time.

Broken horn cannot regenerate these things, which implicated Li Guanyi.

He followed the Su kings of all dynasties and met the first master who founded Confucianism.

His state of mind is higher than that of most Confucian disciples.

On Li Guanyi's shoulder, a unicorn appeared with its head, watching Li Guanyi receive the gift.

Qilin, so happy!

He is a very good elder!

The front paws of the fire unicorn rested on Li Guanyi's shoulders, and he raised his head and stared at the huge unicorn in front of him. The majestic, solemn, and vast feeling brought by the passage of thousands of years mixed into a feeling that is extremely reliable among mythical beasts.

tolerance.

"You are the Fire Qilin."

The old Qilin looked at the Fire Qilin.

He didn't get angry or show any emotion for a moment. He just protected Huo Qilin's face in front of outsiders and never criticized or humiliated him in a way that represented the pressure of his elders.

The most basic requirement for Confucian disciples to treat others——

Love and know its evil, hate and know its good.

The old Qilin loved and cared for this junior Huo Qilin, but he also knew his shortcomings.

But in this troubled world, how many Confucian disciples can stick to this most basic chapter in the Book of Rites? Can such a gentleman's style be passed on to future generations?

Old Qilin nodded, turned to look at Li Guanyi, and said:

"How long will it take for Guanyi to be here?"

Li Guanyi replied: "This junior will stay in Zhongzhou for about two months. After the autumn hunting, if he stays for a while, he should leave."

Two months, sixty days.

The old Qilin said with a gentle voice: "Okay, I am already the oldest Qilin in this world. There is a second Qilin in this world, which is very good. I hope to have a good communication with this Fire Qilin."

"I hope to seek your and his consent."

Fire Qilin immediately transmitted Li Guanyi's heart: "I do!"

Old Qilin stared at this little guy.

The front paws almost broke into pieces when pressed against the ground.

Oh ho.

After living with humans for almost five hundred years, you haven’t even learned the language?

Old Qilin's attitude became gentler, but in Li Guan's eyes, there seemed to be something terrible twisting behind Old Qilin.

The old Qilin's body has turned white with the passage of time, and his scales and armor are also a little red.

The little Qilin was so happy that he stretched out his paws.

Li Guanyi smiled and said: "If He is willing, then I'll leave it to you, senior." He picked up the Fire Qilin, the old Qilin lowered his head, and Li Guanyi put the little Qilin on the old Qilin's body.

.

Old Qilin thanked him and left slowly with little Qilin.

The little unicorn was so happy that he even took the initiative to wag his tail.

Old Qilin's movements froze.

It seemed that he had encountered a huge impact.

The claws pressed into the hard ground filled with Xuegong Wenqi.

The old Qilin's expression became gentler and gentler, and the scales on his body that had turned white under the erosion of time turned completely red, as red as if they were about to explode: "Good, very good, very good."

Fang Fang Qiao watched Old Qilin leave and said, "It's really similar."

"Like what?"

"Nothing." Fang Fangqiao smiled and said, "Since Guanyi has come to the Academy, he always has to visit the teacher. This is the reason why I am here today."

Master Wang Tong helped Li Guanyiduo in Guanyicheng and Jiangzhou City and taught him the skills of thousands of people. Li Guanyi said: "This is how it should be. But, senior brother, please wait a moment. I am still here.

Something."

This natural sentence of "Senior Brother" put a gentle smile on Fang Fangqiao's face.

"good."

Li Guanyi looked at Wen He who had fallen down drunk after being drunk for a thousand days, and asked Ling Pingyang to call for the carriage. After the carriage came, Li Guanyi reached out and pushed Wen He. Although this Confucian disciple himself,

It can be said that the internal energy is not weak.

But Qianri Zui is the best liquor in the world that can make martial arts legends feel drunk. This guy seems to be very drunk. Ling Pingyang planned to directly carry Mr. Wen He and said: "My lord, since you are here to visit the Master

, Mr. Wenhe, leave it to me."

"I will take him back eventually and take good care of him."

At the peak of the fifth heaven, the first knight of the younger generation of the White Dragon Dharma Prime Minister promised with a hearty smile.

Li Guanyi looked at the sleeping Confucian scholar in the academy and said, "No need, I'll put you in the car." The young Taoist picked up the sleeping Wen He and walked out. The car Yu was outside.

Many academy disciples have discovered the situation and come to inquire.

After all, Old Qilin was too conspicuous. They saw the carriage outside and disciples of Confucian Master Wang Tong surrounding him. When they were curious, they saw the young man wearing simple Taoist robes walking out with a man in his arms.

Li Guanyi stepped on the carriage and carefully put down the sleeping and drunk Wen He.

"The help I receive from my husband is like a thousand troops."

Wenhe was very drunk.

There was no light and darkness inside the carriage, and the young Taoist said:

"Sir, you don't need to pretend to be drunk. If you were drunk by me and still took you away by force, even if there is a crisis in Jiangnan in the future, others will only think that you were taken away by force instead of taking the initiative to make suggestions."

"For someone as talented as you, who obviously has never returned home, my enemies will definitely focus on wooing you instead of harming your life, right?"

Outside is the academy, and the wind blows through the avenue of hundreds of scholars, bringing with it the spirit of eight hundred years of culture. The branches of the trees rustle, and the young counselor who was just drunk opened his eyes.

There were people coming and going outside and it was noisy.

In the chariot, the young Taoist and the young counselor looked at each other.

Wen He's plain face became a little playful because of his cold and quiet eyes, so Qilin and Viper looked at each other.
To be continued...