Chapter 237 Confucian Ceremony (please ask for tickets!)
The waves are rough, the sea waves are swaying, and the lone sail is flying fast in the sea.

Huh?Is it Gufan?

But what the hell is that whirling flying oar on the stern?

On the deck of the ship, Mr. Butterfly stood still, looking anxiously into the distance.

At this time, Jian Suifeng sighed beside him, "It seems that there is still a long voyage to Shiliu Island. Spy boy, is your ship reliable?"

Hearing Jian Suifeng's question, Mr. Butterfly came back to his senses, then turned around, and said confidently: "Don't worry, this ship is a collection of various advanced technologies and advanced construction methods. The Golden Butterfly, there will definitely be no problem."

"Golden Butterfly?" Jian Suifeng was stunned, and couldn't help complaining: "It's such an unlucky name, it reminds me of the Golden Taihu of the Jin Mau Dynasty who also suffered shipwrecks from time to time, and finally couldn't escape the tragic fate. Look at you, it's better to change your name."

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps came into the ear, and Mr. Butterfly suddenly looked at the cabin with a fixed expression.

"Meow……"

Accompanied by a faint meow, Mr. Butterfly's face turned ugly for a moment, as expected.

Soon, a soft and flattering voice came, "Father..."

Accompanied by a tingling sound, Mister Butterfly felt a big headache, but the headache was even worse.

"Xiaoyue? You, you are..." Seeing Die Xiaoyue hugging Miaoer, followed by the young man in black and the young man in white, Mr. Butterfly pointed at the two and asked with a vigilant expression: "What are you doing?" Run into the boat? Who are they?"

"It's okay." Die Xiaoyue knew what Mr. Butterfly was worried about, and waved her hand disapprovingly, "This is Yuan Zheng, the younger brother I met when I was traveling abroad a long time ago, and the one next to him is His senior brother Yun Yichen."

"Then why are they with you?"

Even so, for strangers, especially strangers who are still trusted by his daughter, Mr. Butterfly, as a father, instinctively maintains vigilance and unkindness, just like the unkindness towards Ni Shenyang back then, for fear that his daughter would be kidnapped run.

Soon, Die Xiaoyue said something briefly, which made Mr. Butterfly even more confused, "They also ran away from home? You took them on board like this? If they..."

"Uncle, don't worry, with Senior Brother Yun here, we won't be in any danger!"

On the side, Yuan Zheng spoke hastily, and at the same time showed a confident look.

"Hey, what uncle!" Mr. Butterfly took a step back, stared at Yuan Zheng with an unkind expression and muttered, "Am I that old? Kid, look carefully before you speak!"

"Father, this is the little brother I recognize. If you don't call me uncle, do you want to call you big brother?" Die Xiaoyue's face sank, staring at Mr. Butterfly and threatened.

"Ah!" Mr. Butterfly was stunned, and then laughed dryly, "How could it be, well, I'd better call you uncle, even if it is uncle, I am also a handsome uncle!"

Mr. Butterfly brushed his long hair, and said with a narcissistic face, the sword beside him had already climbed onto the railing of the boat to vomit.

After playing around, looking at Yun Yichen sitting cross-legged in the corner, Mr. Butterfly's heart condensed slightly, because from him, Mr. Butterfly felt threatened, and he was obviously very strong.

Afterwards, Mr. Butterfly called Die Xiaoyue aside and muttered for a while, obviously asking about the identities of the two, after all, they were two strangers, and this trip was not safe, Mr. Butterfly was still a little worried.

Soon, he knew the identities of the two from Xiaoyue.

Yuan Zheng had nothing to hide from Miss Die Xiaoyue, and Mr. Butterfly was even more surprised when he found out.

Although he has never met before, he has heard of Mr. Yuan's strength, and he has also seen Duan Tiantu, another of his disciples, and now another unknown disciple has the same cultivation base, which has to be said. Let Mr. Butterfly be amazed by the background of the strange city of mountains and seas.

But seeing Die Xiaoyue getting so close to the two of them, Mr. Butterfly didn't want to send them back, it was safer to stay by his side and watch.

……

Clear dew to wash away the dust, pine sound to purify the heart, the solemn hall is majestic, and the mountains and rivers of Haozhen stand.

Within the Ancient Defeng Road, the Confucian Ceremony is about to begin.

Falcon and Confucian selfless Jun Fengtian and Feng Ruruthless Ying Shuangqing co-hosted the show.

Mo Qingchi and Sui Wuyuan had already rushed back.

In addition, the Defeng Ancient Road has already communicated to all branches.

Dongfang: Jing Tianhuai, head of Renyu Mingsheng, sent his assistant, Shen Heng, to witness.

West: A stroke of spring and autumn is observed by the executive assistant Zuo Qiumo.

South: Mo Pingxiao, deputy head of Wenfeng Valley, came to the meeting.

North: Yide Xitian, led by Han Yusheng and Yue Qingqiu, came together.

The gathering of the five veins is actually the highest ceremony of Confucianism.

In addition to the inside of the Confucianism sect, there are other people from the martial arts who came to watch the ceremony.

Among them were people from the two religions of Taoism and Buddhism. In addition, there was also Le Xunyuan, the leader of the Tianxia Jingping Alliance who had recently flourished in fame, and his subordinates.

Renjue Weijun also came to join in the fun, he came, and his vice body Yue Jiaozi and Di Ming were indispensable.

Dongmen Xuande also stayed after recovering from injury, and Du Shanghuai, who also recovered from his injury in Wuyutian, came with Tan Wuyu who recovered from his injury.

"The true God, the true sage, is also the true immortal. The channel to master Confucianism is to master the virtuous; the mysteries in the mind are endless, and he governs half the sky of civil and military affairs."

Shocked to hear the name of the domineering poem, many people in the martial arts looked up in astonishment, and saw Tan Wuyu, a refined fairy who had disappeared from the martial arts for a long time, reappeared in the world.

Thinking of Tan Wuyu's reputation, everyone had complicated eyes and different thoughts.

"Tan Wuyu, you can run away so soon, congratulations! Congratulations!" Qin Jiaxian, wearing a luxurious robe, swaggered away the people in front of him with a feather fan, and got close to Tan Wuyu.

And at this time.

The elegant music is like the sound of nature, and the wonderful sound of flowing water washes the soul and makes people clean.

On the hall of Hao, Yuli Sutra stands with hands hanging down, and Saint Simo Qingchi is also standing at the other end. His Highness, Confucianists from all walks of life are lined up. At this moment, no matter what thoughts they have in their hearts, their faces are full of solemnity, which makes people challenge. Not the slightest defect in etiquette.

When the time was approaching, a burst of passionate music suddenly sounded, and then a majestic figure held the Zhiheng Code of Laws and strode towards the rear, "What is wrong with the heaven and the earth is not right, what is judged as black and white is not judged, criminals are not committed by ghosts, and what is broken by the sun and the moon is not broken. Confucianism Law, ruthless, law and Confucianism, selfless."

"Congratulations to the Confucianism!"

After everyone bowed to welcome, a phoenix cry resounded through the hall.

"I intend to convect the cup in the cold moon, drunk and secluded, with broken words on the front porch. But I will make the miasma come and worry about the clear frost, and wash away all the troubles." But I saw a hundred birds facing the phoenix, a face covered with a pale red veil, A beautiful figure in a red and white robe landed beside Jun Fengtian.

"See Honorable Fengru!"

The Confucian disciples bowed and drank again.

And outside the hall of Hao, everyone who was watching the salute also had different expressions, thoughtful.

"The ancient Tao of Defeng is unfathomable. I heard that after the ancient Tao of Defeng, there are five Haozheng Taos, each of which has a master. Now there is only one Faru, selfless Jun Fengtian and Fengru Wuqing to suppress all parties. Now There is another one added."

A person behind Le Xunyuan said in a low voice, and not far from Le Xunyuan were people from Taoism and Buddhism. Hearing these words, the representatives of the two religions couldn't help but blink slightly, and the corners of Le Xunyuan's mouth curled up. A subtle arc.

"Jun Fengtian!"

Yuejiaozi who was in the dark murmured gloomily, while Diming, who was also invisible on the other side, had a smile on his lips, but his eyes revealed a gloomy and dignified look.

"Is it that aura back then?" Di Ming whispered to himself, his eyes flickering, "The dazzler wants to see who it is, and whose plan it will be!"

And in the distance, outside the thatched hut, a slovenly old man lay on a wooden bench, muttering dissatisfiedly, "It's trouble, I've already admitted it, and I still have to set up a checkpoint test."

"Forget it, just leave a sword qi to fool me!"

The guardian of Haozheng Wuya and the third way, Jianru Wuya Mingfuzi, has left long ago in order to find heirs and suppress old wounds. He also received a summons from Confucianism, but he was not ready to go back, so he raised his withered palm, A beam of extreme sword energy pierced the sky, and rushed into Haozheng's third path without outsiders noticing it.

"What a perfunctory guy!"

In the depths of Haozheng Wudao, Huangru Wushang muttered in dissatisfaction, "It's really hard to be a leader of the Confucian sect!"

Hearing the familiar names of Chennaique and Yuru Wuxia from Jixuangu's mouth, this made Huangruwushang feel a lot lately. Confucianism unified the regret of Xia Kanxuan's suicide.

It was also at the beginning that Yuru had no time to resign from his status as the guardian of the first road and went into hiding in the world without a trace.

Thinking of this, Huangru Wushang's eyes moved, "Could it be that the person who attacked Yuru and Jixuangu secretly was..."

 It's time for the holy Confucian to pretend to be X!Today is over, continue to save manuscripts, and it will explode on Sunday!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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