There seemed to be no one in Gongyangsu Palace, so the claws stretched out from the darkness, with an indescribable sense of pressure and courage, firmly grasped the little Qilin's head.

bass!

The sharp claw popped out and stuck the little unicorn.

A sinister voice came from the shadows. It was clearly solemn and compassionate, but it also had an inexplicable sound that sent chills down the spine:

"Come on, there are many, many more..."

"There is good fruit to eat."

Fire Qilin's eyes were filled with tears.

Li Guanyi said: "Senior?"

Old Qilin's voice was calm and slow: "After learning, you will realize your shortcomings, and after teaching, you will realize your difficulties. Qilin indulges himself outside the world, because of his simple nature, but blind indulgence is not the right way."

"If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool."

"Does Marquis Wu of Qin want the fire unicorn to grow freely and not be knowledgeable?"

"Even if you agree, I am his elder, and he and I are the only two unicorns in the world, but I cannot let him act so arbitrarily. I need to teach him all the knowledge and magical powers of the unicorn lineage."

Li Guanyi: "He said that three years have passed..."

Old Qilin said slowly: "The deceased was like a man who never gave up day and night."

"It's just some subtle methods in the ancient Confucian way."

"Fire Qilin has extraordinary talents and a long lifespan. It can withstand changes in the passage of time in a short period of time, but people are different. Okay, little friend, you can go. You also have something you want to do, right?"

The old Qilin looked at Li Guanyi in front of him and said:

"I have been watching the changes in the Academy."

"The original Master Su, King Su, refused to write down his thoughts and pass them on to future generations. The earliest classics of Confucianism were all recorded by his disciples and compiled into volumes. Master, he "stated but did not compose".

"

"Because once he spreads his words and deeds in writing."

"People in later generations will distort his original meaning and use his majesty to promote their own ideas. If everyone does this, Confucianism will decline."

"But his disciples did it anyway."

"Even if there are pure people, they will still gradually accumulate people's desires. I also hope that you can go further. As for this little guy, leave it to me."

Old Qilin lowered his eyes and stared at Huo Qilin.

A cold smile mixed with kindness appeared on his face.

"Come on, there's plenty of good fruit to eat."

"You're not saying that the more the merrier."

"Do you want to eat enough?!"

Huo Qilin struggled and said: "No, I'm full, I'm full!"

"I-I have indigestion!"

"I, I, I have a bad appetite!"

The fire unicorn's claws popped out and clung to the ground.

"It doesn't matter, hehehe... I'm still here, isn't it?"

The old unicorn's voice was gentle and kind, and the fire unicorn's red scales turned white.

The old Qilin dragged the Fire Qilin inside, and the little Qilin's power exploded, tearing out large swaths of torn and shattered lines on the ground, struggling in panic, and a blazing high temperature erupted.

Silent and breathless.

The ground was torn and melted. His scratches turned the blue brick earth into a lava-like state, leaving behind a large area of ​​slowly flowing golden-red magma. The blazing high temperature distorted the air.

Both his own strength and his level of concentration have been greatly improved.

But it's of no use.

Fire Qilin was dragged back bit by bit.

The created lava magma was directly suppressed by Old Qilin.

"Too tender."

The old Qilin walked back like a naughty kitten. The speed of retreat was very steady, and it disappeared into the darkness little by little. Its scales and mane, which had become pale due to the passage of time, were shaking slightly.

.

The kind face was as dark as darkness, with a kind of oppression.

"Don't worry, there is plenty of good fruit."

"Can't eat it."

"I'll feed you."

"Don't eat it!!! Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

boom!

The door of King Gongyangsu slammed shut, and the screams of the little Qilin were suppressed. Li Guanyi was stunned, and shook his head with a wry smile. As an elder, as the only two Qilin in the world, the old Qilin wanted to save the little Qilin.

What was wasted in those five hundred years of happy life will be made up for.

The fire unicorn lay flat.

Old Qilin slowly raised his paws and said slowly: "You should also be able to feel the changes in you in the past three years. At this moment, you can already defeat you when you first entered Zhongzhou."

Fire Qilin murmured: "I don't want to eat the fruit anymore."

Old Qilin did not answer, but said: "As you are by his side, you should know that what Li Guanyi wants to do is bigger than his father. His father just offended Chen Guo. What he wants to do is...

It is to challenge the past order of this world."

"Wen Lingjun's strategy allowed him to temporarily put on a layer of disguise."

"However, there will be a time when the fangs are exposed. On that day, the whole world will be our enemy."

The old Qilin sighed, his voice was kind but regretful:

"You have to watch Tai Ping Gong happen again."

"Watching Li Guanyi die in front of you?"

The fire unicorn's scales shone slightly with traces of red gold.

Old Qilin stared at him with a kind tone. In ancient Confucianism, outspokenness was what teachers and friends should do, so his words were just like the master's at the time, direct, sharp, and merciless, tearing apart the demonic barrier in Huo Qilin's heart.

:

"If you don't work hard before something happens, the sadness after it is just a kind of weakness; if you have already experienced a sad thing, but you still don't want to make progress."

"He's even worse than a low-grade rogue."

"You were blinded by Qilin's natural power. You didn't want to make progress before the incident, and you were even sad after the incident. You are stupid and weak. If you strip away Qilin's identity, who are you?"

"Kittens and puppies, they look silly and cute to ask for fruit."

"Then you can't help but watch your second comrade die in front of you?"

Fire Qilin roared lowly: "Shut up!"

A ball of fire struck the old Qilin.

The next moment, the dark yellow front paws pressed on the top of Fire Qilin's head, pushing him down. The smoke and dust dispersed, and the land below instantly turned into magma. It almost turned into a volcano. Fire Qilin struggled hard, and the old Qilin looked at him.

,road:

"What are these anger and tears?"

"You can change the world like this, can you bear the name of auspiciousness like this? Just simple words make you angry."

Huo Qilin struggled to get up, and after a fight.

The Fire Qilin exhausted all its strength and lay there. The old Qilin didn't know where he went. When he came back, he bit a huge bamboo basket and put the bamboo basket there with various fruits in it.

This old Qilin followed the first Confucian master in ancient times.

He indeed gathered up much good fruit.

Old Qilin followed the Master's teachings.

Not only can I fight, but I can also speak.

Hit those who can beat and make your opponents unable to find their way.

It can make people's hearts break.

Only when he met a certain swordsman did Old Qilin break the swordsman's Taoist heart. However, after the swordsman became angry, his sword intention became more determined. One of his horns was cut off by an accidental move.

The old Qilin lay there, quietly watching the little Qilin.

That basket is made of Nanshan bamboo and is very big.

The little Qilin's whole body was nestled in the bamboo basket. He had just been cut by the old Qilin. His heart, spirit and body were crushed to death. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he was still humming and biting the fruit.

Old Qilin stretched out his paw and touched his head.

Little Qilin snorted and turned his head.

Then he lowered his head and took a vicious bite of the fruit, with tears streaming down his face and sniffling. People say that Qilin will reach adulthood at five hundred years old, but that is not the case. Qilin has a long lifespan. Calculated in terms of human life, Qilin at this moment is probably just a twelve-year-old boy.

Son.

Huo Qilin was crying while thinking in his heart.

snort!
To be continued...