Chapter 1974 Confucianism

Ye Hong stuck out his tongue playfully, and then replied in a low voice, "Yes!"

At the same time, the courtyard door opened without a sound, and the old voice inside said: "Guest, please come in!"

Xue An smiled slightly, and walked inside.

After entering the door, there is a delicate screen wall facing you, on which a couplet is written in flamboyant pen and ink.

Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.

The terrain is Kun, and a gentleman carries things with virtue.

Turning around the screen wall is a small courtyard.

There is a pomegranate tree planted in the middle of the courtyard, and a stone table is placed under the tree. A white-haired old man is sitting beside the table, thinking hard about the chess game on the stone table. Did not look up.

Xue An didn't say anything, but went straight to the table.

The chess game on the stone table is an endgame, the black and white twins have fought to the last moment, and the white piece is already in danger.

Xue An stood there silently watching.

After a while, the old man raised his head and smiled at Xue An, "Does your excellency also know how to play chess?"

"It's okay, I just understand a little!"

Saying that, a chess piece floated out of nowhere in the white chess box on the table, and then lightly landed on the chessboard.

One piece fell, and the situation on the chessboard changed drastically.

Bai Zi, who was still in danger just now, suddenly turned against the guest, and faintly connected into a big dragon, forming a strangling trend towards Hei Zi.

Seeing this scene, the old man was shocked. After staring at the chessboard for a while, he raised his head and looked at Xue An in astonishment. He didn't know what to say for a while.

However, Xue An smiled lightly, and then said slowly: "I really want to know what happened in this world, so that you need to hide your names in the secular world."

With the words, Xue An's eyes flashed, and his whole body exuded awe-inspiring power.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of something, and his whole body began to tremble with excitement.

"You...you are...."

Xue An nodded, "That's right, I am Xue An!"

As soon as this remark came out,

The old man suddenly got up and overturned the stone table in front of him, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, he fell to his knees with a plop, kowtowed repeatedly, and said bitterly at the same time.

"Ye Ming, the second-generation disciple of the Academy, met the Patriarch!"

Xue An calmly accepted the obeisance, and then said calmly, "Get up."

Only then did Ye Ming stand up trembling, his face still full of excitement.

"You are a second-generation disciple of the academy, so who is your teacher?"

"Back to the patriarch, the disciple's mentor is Ouyang Xiaoman!"

"Ouyang Xiaoman?" Xue An was startled for a moment, and then smiled, "I never thought that the little girl from back then was also a teacher!"

"Then let me ask you, you are a disciple of Haoran Academy, why did you hide here incognito?"

At this moment, Ye Ming was terrified, and even felt like he was dreaming.

Because he never expected that the patriarch who founded the academy with his own hands would suddenly appear in front of him.

And after hearing Xue An's question, his tears fell down, and he wept to the ground again.

"Patriarch, please save my benefactor!"

Xue An slightly raised his eyebrows, "What's going on? Don't cry, tell me in detail!"

"yes!"

Next, Ye Ming told what happened.

It turned out that when Xue An came to this planet unintentionally, the state of the planet was very bad at that time, almost exhausted.

The aborigines on the planet even attacked each other, bleeding thousands of miles at every turn, just like a hell on earth.

Xue An was moved with compassion, and at the same time, to confirm a conjecture in his heart, he founded the Haoran Academy, transforming the Confucian classics of Huaguo into a practice method and teaching them.

This Ouyang Xiaoman was worshiped under Xue An at that time.

This was his unintentional move, and he left shortly after founding the academy.

But they never expected that this academy would carry forward the method Xue An left behind.

Although this planet does not have much aura, but because this Confucian method does not need much aura, as long as it can cultivate a breath of righteousness in the chest, it can display various magical effects.

So soon this Haoran Academy became the well-deserved No. 1 Immortal Sect in this world, a holy place in the minds of countless people.

If it continues to develop like this, it will be a happy thing for everyone.

Unexpectedly, things changed very quickly.

A foreign monk who fell into this planet by accident fell into a coma at the gate of the academy due to serious injuries.

After the people at the academy discovered it, they rushed to treat him, and finally saved him from danger.

Speaking of this, Ye Ming said with hatred on his face: "Master Patriarch, at that time this cultivator called himself Jing Haomiao after waking up, and he was a casual cultivator. This time he was in trouble because he accidentally got a treasure. Was hunted down by the enemy."

"At that time, he knelt down on the ground crying bitterly, and kept saying that he would repay the academy for his great kindness. At that time, we all believed it, and even kindly accepted him under the door, but we never expected that this person was a A man with a human face and a beast heart."

"At that time, he used sweet words to pay homage to the sect of the head of the mountain, and began to practice the Confucianism that you left behind. He lived in peace for a few years, and because of his rapid advancement, he soon became the first disciple of the academy. "

"Until one day..." Ye Ming's eyes flashed with anger, "He made a sudden attack, severely injured the unsuspecting Master Dashan, and then tied up several cave masters from the Academy of Tricks , seized the power of the Academy."

"It wasn't until then that we realized that this Jing Haomiao was not a casual cultivator at all, but an evil cultivator!"

Hearing this, Xue An slightly raised his eyebrows, "Evil cultivator?"

"That's right! It's an evil cultivator!" Ye Ming nodded heavily.

A cold light flashed in Xue An's eyes.

Since ancient times, where there is good, there is evil, and the heavens are no exception.

Although it shows that the decent monks from all over the world have the absolute upper hand, but in fact these evil cultivators are like maggots on the tarsus, and they will never be eliminated.

And under the intentional or unintentional indulgence of many sects, the influence of evil cultivators has grown day by day over the years.

"Go ahead!" Xue An continued.

"Yes! This admission of Jing Haomiao to Haoran Academy was also carefully planned in advance by him in order to seize the few volumes of scriptures you left behind. He didn't succeed, but because he already held the seal of Haoran Academy in his hands, and under the actual control of the academy, he began to persecute the brothers in the academy crazily!"

Speaking of this, Ye Ming had tears in his eyes, "My mentor was arrested by him at that time, and I escaped by chance, and then hid in this city, hiding my name and not daring to reveal my identity! "