Chapter 861: Disguise, Smashing the Half-Saint Dao Fruit

After the man in black robe left, the old man in purple robe stood up slowly. He raised his left hand and waved it gently in front of him. A purple star map condensed out of thin air. On the star map, there were purple stars. The stars twinkled, emitting a faint light.

The old man in purple robe stretched out his right index finger and tapped lightly on the purple star map. Suddenly, the light of a purple star on the star map suddenly skyrocketed, while the light of other stars quickly dimmed and eventually disappeared completely.

After doing this, the purple-robed old man retracted his left hand. At the same time, the purple star map in front of him also disappeared.

"Seven stars in a row, shining brightly and guarding the heart, Ziwei is dim, Pojun is born, troubled times are coming." The old man in purple robe looked up into the void, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"I just don't know whether this troubled time is a blessing or a curse for my Yin Yang family."

The purple-robed old man murmured to himself, then he turned around and walked to the table beside him, stretched out his hand, and a cup of tea on the table flew directly into his hand.

He took a sip of tea and continued to mutter to himself: "Furthermore, according to the records in ancient books, Yinghuo guarding the heart is a sign of great misfortune, but Yinghuo is the companion star of Ziwei Star. Ziwei Star is dim, but Yinghuo Star's light is soaring. , this phenomenon is not recorded in ancient books at all. Could it be that the ancient books of my Yin Yang family are wrong? "

For a moment, the purple-robed old man was lost in thought. He raised his hand and waved, and a decree formed by starlight spread throughout the Wanshou Pavilion in an instant.

"Saint Lige must be found within a year. She must be seen alive and her body must be seen dead."

. . .

On the other side, Ci Song had returned to the General's Mansion at this time. When Ci Song just entered the lobby of the General's Mansion, he saw a familiar figure, it was his father, Ci Qi Bai.

"Father, are you back from the fairy world?"

Ci Song hurriedly stepped forward and asked with an extremely curious look.

"You can't even recognize me the first time, which means my disguise is perfect enough."

The sound of "Ci Qi Bai" reached Ci Song's ears,

Ci Song instantly understood that the father in front of him was someone else in disguise, and the owner of the voice shocked him even more, "Dean Yan? Why is it you? Why are you pretending to be my father?"

As Bai Wenyan read the words in front of him, his body also began to change, and finally turned into Yan Zheng's appearance.

"This is a private matter I want to discuss with you."

"In the coming days, I plan to disguise myself as your father and participate in the civil war between Daliang and the other five countries on his behalf."

Yan Zheng slowly explained to Ci Song: "Your father went to the fairy world, and I don't know when he will return. During this time, Daliang has been preparing to start another national war. This time, it is Zhao Guo who is fighting against Daliang."

"Your father is General Tu of Daliang. When we first faced South Korea, your father did not participate in the war due to some matters. If your father does not appear in this national war against Zhao, it may cause dissatisfaction among others."

"Your father now has no place in the literary world. If he loses power in the secular world, it will be a blow to him." "So, after several of us discussed it, we decided that I would pretend to be your father and lead the Daliang literati to participate The national war against Zhao.”

After listening to Yan Zheng's story, Ci Song also understood the seriousness of the matter, but he still expressed his problem, "Dean Yan, there are regulations in the First Master's Palace that any semi-saint strong person cannot participate in secular disputes. You Even if he disguises himself as my father, he is still in the semi-saint realm, and the Master Palace may notice it.”

"You don't need to worry about this. A few days ago, I shattered my Semi-Saint Dao Fruit. Now I am only in the realm of literary giants."

When Yan Zheng heard this, Ci Song was immediately startled and asked quickly: "Dean Yan, this..."

"You don't need to say anything."

Hearing this, Yan Zheng smiled softly and said: "Your father and I are close friends of life and death. It is true that I was sorry for him back then. Let me make it up to him now. The Semi-Saint Dao Fruit is gone. No more.”

"Now that Dean Yan has decided, I won't say anything more. However, if you help my father like this, if my father comes back, I'm afraid he will feel guilty for you for the rest of his life."

Ci Song looked at Yan Zheng in front of him and said with a worried look.

"Your father, if he really feels guilty about me all his life, then let him find a way to break through to the next level as soon as possible. Then I can learn from him and break through together."

Hearing this, Yan Zheng walked to Ci Song, patted his shoulder, and said: "I have already informed Shi Yue and everyone in the General's Mansion about me pretending to be your father, and leave the secular world to me. Come."

"From now on, you must focus wholeheartedly on breaking through the realm of literature and art. Your talent can be said to be rare in the ages. I believe that if you practice hard, your future achievements will definitely surpass your father's."

"I don't want to put pressure on you, but your mother's identity is too special. Only when you reach a very high level can you have the opportunity to truly come into contact with the truth about your mother."

Yan Zheng looked at Ci Song in front of him and said seriously.

"I understand." Ci Song nodded seriously when he heard this. "You should go to Kong Sheng Academy. Your wife and her teacher sent a letter to the General's Mansion a few days ago, saying that they want to see you."

"Furthermore, only Professor Wang knows the information about your teacher and Mr. Gongsun. You can also ask her."

"Okay, then take care of yourself." Ci Song bowed to Yan Zheng, and after saying that, he turned and left the general's mansion.

"If this kid had a personality a bit like his father, he would have to be called Ci Kuangsheng."

Looking at Ci Song's back as he left, Yan Zheng chuckled, and then his face and aura changed again, and finally became like Ci Qibai.

"In the days to come, let me help this natural king unify Tianyuan." Yan Zheng muttered to himself, and then he turned and walked to the desk beside him. With a wave of his hand, a brush flew into his hand, and then he picked up the brush and wrote on the rice paper on the desk.

. . .

On the other side, Ci Song had left the general's mansion and flew towards the direction of Confucius Academy.

The Confucius Academy is located in the east of Tianyuan Continent, on the Penglai Island. When the Confucius Academy was first built, Confucius personally moved an island from the east of Tianyuan Continent, placed it in the vast sea, and named it Penglai.

Soon, Ci Song had already flown to the Penglai Fairy Island. He flew along a path in the fairy island, and soon he saw a huge school, which was the Confucius School.

When Ci Song flew to the gate of the Confucius School, he stopped on his own initiative. Just like when Ci Song first came to the Confucius School, two figures appeared and stopped Ci Song outside the gate.

"This junior brother looks unfamiliar, I wonder what important business you are here for?" One of them looked at Ci Song in front of him and asked with a vigilant face.

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