Chapter 1217

"Peak saint...another demigod?"

In the void, the ancestor Zhulong stared indifferently at the old Confucian scholar who appeared in the field, "You are also from this Jixia Academy? It is not easy to hide it from me for a while."

The old Confucian scholar sighed noncommittally, and immediately stretched out his hand to make a move. The gleaming measuring ruler that floated and sank in the void immediately tore through the void and appeared in his hand without any resistance at all.

This scene made everyone in the school below feel a huge wave in their hearts, feeling a little unbelievable.

The Measuring Ruler is their Confucian weapon, the supreme holy weapon, and it cannot be easily controlled by others except for those who are also of the same line of Confucianism.

"Your Excellency, go back."

The old Confucian scholar held the ruler in his hand, and his indifferent face also had a trace of dignity: "The holy land of Confucianism is really not suitable for contamination and killing. Besides, there are old people here, if you want to destroy Confucianism, I am afraid that you will have to pay a lot of money." cost."

The old Confucian scholar's voice was not loud, but to the ears of the seven supreme beings outside the territory, he was extremely arrogant, even a little ridiculous.

Ancestor Zhulong is the supreme existence of the pinnacle of gods, a demigod who has never stepped into the realm of gods, how dare to speak such nonsense?

"Oh, is it up to you?"

Hearing this, a sneer of sarcasm appeared on the face of the ancestor Zhulong, "It's just a demigod, I want to see where you have the confidence!"

Boom!

After the cold drink fell, a suffocating dragon's power surged into the sky, bursts of dragon chant resounded through the sky, a large piece of terrifying black runes suddenly condensed, and instantly gathered into a rune giant dragon, with mysterious The terrifying aura of destruction rushed towards the old Confucian scholar overwhelmingly.

Obviously, at this moment, the ancestor of Zhulong has already moved his true skills, showing the real power of the peak of the gods, and facing such a terrifying offensive, even if the old Confucian scholar has the state of demigod, he still dare not have the slightest Tuo Da, immediately urged the ruler in his hand to measure the sky, and cut off the last one.

Rumble!

In an instant, the majestic awe-inspiring righteousness roared out, but it did not attack the giant rune dragon, but gathered in front of the old Confucian scholar to form a thick barrier. Existence, even though the old Confucian scholar is a demigod and has a ruler in his hand, he still chooses to focus on defense.

But even so, Zhulong Patriarch was the pinnacle god who saw the Great Dao of Longevity after all, and his offensive was so terrifying that it smashed the thick barrier of righteousness gathered in almost a short moment, and finally the giant rune dragon howled and shook the sky, He bumped into the old Confucian student and blasted him directly into the gate of Jixia Academy. Even though the old Confucian student blocked him with a measuring stick at the last moment, a mouthful of mysterious dark red blood still spewed out from his mouth, which was crystal clear and shocking.

This is the blood of a saint, which contains the most quintessential blood and energy of a saint. Obviously, the gap between the two sides can be seen in the instant fight just now. With just one move, this old Confucian scholar with a mysterious origin is at a disadvantage.

"Hey, vulnerable."

In the void, the ancestor Zhulong stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by divine light, like a god of the nine heavens, transcendent, "It seems that your ability is not as great as your tone! Just because you want to stop me? Do you have any? What ability? Just use it and see."

The ancestor Zhulong's words were indifferent but conceited, and his eyes were full of sarcasm, but he did have the qualifications, because even the old Confucian scholars at the peak of the saint and the demigod realm were severely injured by one of his moves.

Regarding this result, everyone in Jixia Academy also turned pale, frightened and uneasy. As for the old Confucian scholar, his expression was serious, he ignored his own injuries, and just kept making tactic in his hands. Soon, a surge of majestic Righteousness surged up from his body, sweeping all directions, and with the explosion of this breath in the old Confucian scholar's body, the entire gate of the Jixia Academy was shocked at this moment, and then deep in the ground, within a radius of ten thousand li In the mountains, rivers and rivers, there is a majestic righteousness, which seems to be endless, like a group of volcanoes erupting in unison, the scene is extremely frightening.

This is the unique atmosphere of the Confucian holy land. After all, Jixia Academy has existed for too long since ancient times, and in this long time, generations of Confucian disciples and strong men have recited sage books, and there is invisible Strands of righteousness were deposited in the depths of the school palace. Now, at the moment when the old Confucian student's breath erupted, this power accumulated for endless years completely exploded, converging into an incomparably terrifying force.

Rumble!

At this moment, with Jixia Academy as the center, the void with a radius of one hundred thousand miles was trembling crazily. Under this terrifying power, not to mention others, even the ancestor Zhulong, who is at the peak of the gods, has his eyes narrowed, his face is full of shock and horror, and there is even fear and anger that cannot be concealed. .

Yu Ren said Hao Ran, Pei Hu Sai Cang Ming!

"I am good at cultivating awe-inspiring energy."

Between the fear and fear of the ancestor Zhulong and the seven foreign supreme beings, the indifferent words of the old Confucian scholar finally sounded slowly, and when everyone in the academy heard these words, their faces suddenly changed drastically, and their gazes at the old Confucian scholar all changed. Filled with indescribable shock and horror.

Because the former's sage's words, which were widely heard in the academy, finally reminded all Confucian disciples and strong men of their identity as old Confucian scholars, and at the same time, everyone finally understood why the former looked so familiar.

The most fundamental reason is that the portrait of the old Confucian scholar is still hanging in the most solemn Confucian Temple of Jixia Academy, next to the most holy teacher. I respectfully paid homage to that portrait.

"Sure enough, it's Yasheng!"

"Yasheng... is still alive?!"

In the ancestral land of Xuegong, Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai's faces were dull, and their voices were extremely dry. Although they had guessed the identity of the old Confucian scholar when he appeared, but after being completely sure at this moment, there was still an indescribable emotion in their hearts. monstrous waves.

The sub-sage of Confucianism, Jixia Academy inherits the pillars of the sky from the past to the present!

If it is said that in ancient times, the master opened up the Jixia Academy, allowing Confucianism and Taoism to win the world, invincible for an era;

From the beginning of the present to the present, he relied on the talent of the sub-sage Wan Confucianism to help Jixia Academy through the most difficult period with his own strength.

It can be said absolutely that the brightest former sages in the history of Confucianism, apart from the masters who opened up the Jixia Academy, are the sub-sages who are the best at cultivating awe-inspiring energy, and even Zhang Sheng can only be tied with them , cannot be surpassed.

Zhang Sheng is proficient in the Spring and Autumn Classics. Looking at the past, present and future, he made the supreme ambition of Hengqu four sentences.

Yasheng is proficient in the formula of grandeur and righteousness, and he is the best person in the history of Confucianism to cultivate grandeur.

The two sages of ancient and modern Confucianism have respectively mastered the two major inheritances of the master, the Haoran Zhengqi Jue and the Spring and Autumn Classics, which can be described as amazing.

As for the last Wang Sheng, he fell inexplicably before he really rose, leaving only endless regrets.

But even though Yasheng was extraordinary and stunning, all the disciples of the academy, even Yan Shenggong and Li Taibai in the ancestral land could not believe that Yasheng was still alive.

Because although Yasheng rises in the present and ancient times, he is the person who started the present and ancient times. He also has an incomparably long time since the present. He is completely a legend. Everyone in the academy was shocked and astonished.