Chapter 1731 Taiseiden

"go in!"

All the holy beasts recognized their master, Zhang Xuan nodded in satisfaction, collected many holy beasts into the folding space, and rushed inside again.

However, it was different this time. When I touched it, I was blocked outside.

"what happened?"

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Could it be that I wasted this little time and couldn't get in again?

If this is the case, I can only cry.

"Master, you brought too many holy beasts..."

The voice of the little talisman sounded: "Normal handed down celestial talismans can hold ten people. As a mother talisman, I can carry up to fifteen. The ones you have just tamed are all over twenty..."

Hearing that it was not impossible to enter, Zhang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help asking: "Is it okay to put it in the folding space?"

"No! If this is possible, Xing, Meng Sword Master and the others can take everyone away just now!"

Explanation of small symbols.

"That's right!" Zhang Xuan was stunned.

How could something that Master Kong left behind be so simple?

Once the restrictions are agreed, then there will be restrictions, otherwise, everyone will take advantage of the loopholes, and there will be no chaos?

Released the holy beasts with a low cultivation base, controlled the number to about fourteen, and drilled in again, and it passed smoothly without any shackles.

"No, Qiongmu Qingjiao and the others are also folding the space, so the total is more than fifteen?"

Entering the light film, just walked not far, Zhang Xuan said.

The fourteen he left behind were all newly tamed, not counting the beasts such as the Qiongmu Qingjiao, Jinlingyunhu, etc., and even the red-fronted white tiger that he tamed before. Counting, the real number has already exceeded twenty. mark.

"They themselves are the life in the ruins of the Confucian Temple. They can enter at will and do not occupy the quota!" Xiao Fufu said.

"Is there such a saying?"

Unexpectedly, the sacred beasts in the ruins of the Confucius Temple would receive such treatment. Zhang Xuan gave a wry smile, stopped talking, and sped up the speed to fly towards the inside of the seal.

Everyone has been in for more than a minute, and he has to hurry up.

Behind the wide gate is a huge hall. There are two rows of statues on both sides. Some are meditating, some are looking out, some are reading, some are practicing... lifelike, as if they will come alive at any time, with different shapes and expressions vary.

"This is... the Seventy-two Saints?"

Soon, Zhang Xuan recognized these statues, none other than the Seventy-two Saints of Confucius.

Master Confucius has three thousand disciples, seventy-two of them are personally passed down, and they are known as the seventy-two sages. As for the ancient sage Ran Qiu and the ancient sage of divination, they are the ten most powerful sages.

Seventy-two personal biography, each has a biography, has an astonishing past, and has been remembered by countless people in the Hall of Famous Teachers. Zhang Xuan has seen some of them, and now he saw the statue, and immediately recognized it.

Ancient Sage Ziyuan, Ancient Sage Ziqian, Ancient Sage Ziliu, Ancient Sage Ran Geng...

Familiar names came to mind, and merged with many statues in front of me, as if they were fighting on the battlefield and fighting bloody battles with the foreign spirits.

It can be said that without them, Master Kong alone would not be able to calm down the troubles of the Foreign Spirit Race!

On the monument of human progress,

The names of each of them are engraved, dazzling and immortal.

With a dignified expression, Zhang Xuan bowed and performed the most noble etiquette.

The seventy-two saints exude a faint coercion, and they have greatly improved and realized their state of mind and spirit while walking.

After walking a few more steps, I saw several famous teachers sitting cross-legged on the ground, unable to move forward.

Their state of mind is not enough, continuing to move forward will cause great harm to the body, it is better to use this kind of oppression to quickly improve.

It was the Supreme Elders of the Zhang Family, Zhang Xuan did not say much, and continued to move forward.

It's not clear who the group of people that Zhao Ya is leading is. However, if they can pass through the passage formed by the seventy-two holy statues, their state of mind may not be much worse than his.

With such a state of mind, the cultivation base is estimated to have reached the Immortal Realm Dzogchen Realm, which is definitely a great threat to parents and others.

Through the passage of the statues of the seventy-two sages, you come to another hall.

Parents and others were among them, and they didn't go far away. Opposite them were eight young people, each of whom exuded a proud aura. As expected, they were all top figures who had reached the Immortal Realm of Great Consummation.

Seeing that his parents and others were fine, Zhang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the people on the opposite side.

A girl was standing among the crowd, her eyes were closed tightly, and streams of icy power were constantly radiating from her body, as if she wanted to activate a certain seal on the wall.

"Zhao Ya!"

Frowning, he hurried over.

"Xuan'er, she doesn't seem to be able to hear the shout!"

Before they came to the front, Xing and Meng Jiansheng greeted them, and quietly transmitted their voices.

"Can't hear the sound?"

Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

"Well, we already shouted just now, but there was no response, and we didn't even turn our heads, as if we couldn't hear the shout..."

Xingjian Shengdao.

"She should be concentrating on deciphering the picture on the wall. We don't know what the purpose of doing this is..."

Dream Sword Saint also pointed quietly.

"Picture?" Zhang Xuan looked at the wall in front of him, and he saw a huge painting on the wall, lifelike, as if a world was sealed inside.

Zhao Ya's body kept emitting a cold breath, as if she wanted to undo the seal on Danqing.

According to the normal situation, if I entered the hall and yelled again, the other party would definitely find out, but there was no reaction at all at this moment. I'm afraid it was the same as what my parents said, I couldn't hear the sound.

"Who are they?"

Now that Zhao Ya was not injured, Zhang Xuan no longer worried, but narrowed his eyes and looked at the eight youths.

"I asked just now, they are...the strongest of all schools of thought!"

Xingjian Shengdao.

"Hundred schools of thought?" Zhang Xuan frowned: "Aren't they the descendants of the seventy-two sages? Why did you arrest Zhao Ya? What is the seal on this painting?"

I always thought that it was the foreign spirits who captured Zhao Ya and others.

The other party is extremely vicious, and it is very normal to do such a thing, but... all schools of thought, inherited from Master Confucius, are known for their etiquette, why did they do this kind of violation of morals, arresting people without notifying others?

It doesn't make sense!

And the most important thing is that in the main hall outside, there are statues of seventy-two saints. As a junior, instead of worshiping them, they pay attention to a painting. Could it be that there is some kind of secret hidden in this painting?

Thinking of this, I couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at Danqing in front of me.

The picture scroll unfolded on the wall. Looking from a distance, it carried the vicissitudes of history, and the time and space were perfectly blended. Even with his sensible eyes, he couldn't see clearly.

I can only feel that there are bursts of majestic aura coming from the picture, majestic and majestic, which makes people fall into it at a glance and cannot extricate themselves.

"You said... Could this be the "Spring and Autumn Canon"?"

Suddenly, Xing Jiansheng's voice rang in his ears. ...

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