Zongwu: A hundred-year-old Confucian saint was exposed, shocking the master

Chapter 87 The world's most lucky people gather in one place!The Confucian saints of the academ

Chapter 87 The world's most lucky people gather in one place!The Confucian saints of the academy also moved!
In the academy, although the master has already gone to Ghost Island.

But in the entire orthodox system, there are still Confucian saints sitting in charge.

Mr. Li Manman, Mr. Er, Jun Mo and others are responsible for the related internal affairs.

Therefore, the entire academy is still operating in an orderly manner.

Disciples wearing Confucian shirts, some are studying classics, some are demonstrating martial arts.

The whole courtyard is filled with a thriving scene.

And Sang Sang would spend five hours a day in the Library Pavilion, receiving the teachings of Confucian saints directly.

For the current Sangsang, after passing through Confucius and his party, she has grown up slowly.

It has been several months since she entered the academy, and Sangsang has already understood it deeply.

Her identity is so enviable.

If others can practice five hours a day by the side of Confucian saints, they will probably go crazy with joy.

Especially when Sangsang was wandering around the academy during her spare time every day.

Each of the academy disciples cast a look of admiration mixed with envy.

A look that regards himself as the future of the academy.

It only made Sangsang deeply understand what kind of hope everyone has for themselves!
And several disciples of the master also brought Sangsang to play together from time to time.

Tell her many interesting things.

Let Sangsang live happily behind the academy.

Sangsang, who grew up in the wilderness, has never felt this kind of warmth and the expectant eyes of everyone.

This made Sangsang feel that she was also needed.

And she knew exactly what this expectation was.

That is looking forward to, after decades, I can grow into the new pillar of the academy.

Because she cherishes the hard-won life now, Sangsang worked harder when she practiced with Confucian saints.

I also keep in mind all the teachings of the teacher.

Even the knowledge explained by the teacher can draw inferences from one instance and comprehend by analogy.

Satisfied, Chen Mu looked at the only direct disciple.

At the beginning, he just felt that the little girl in front of him was carrying a huge luck that he had never seen before.

That feeling is even a hundred times stronger than that of the Son of Destiny!
According to Chen Mu's calculations, such a person who is favored by the heavens will definitely become a famous figure in this world in the future.

However, what Chen Mu didn't expect was that.

Sangsang is romantic by nature and has an extremely pure mind.

He has a very thorough understanding of the method he taught.

Even without considering the monstrous luck, Sangsang is a rare talent in the world.

This unexpected joy made Chen Mu feel that this disciple was very satisfied.

suddenly!

A whim of thought sprouted in Chen Mu's mind.

Chen Mu frowned slightly, his cultivation had reached his level.

Every word and deed is self-conscious, and logically speaking, such a whim will not happen.

"Now, it's time for Guidao Qingjiao to transform into a dragon."

"The catastrophe of transforming a dragon is hard to reach the sky"

Chen Mu gushed out the holy power of Confucianism and Taoism.

Thousands of feet above the academy, winds and clouds are churning, gradually forming a huge vortex.

Under Chen Mu's full operation, the saint's eyes were pushed to the extreme by him.

Already in the sky thousands of feet high, an eye of heaven has formed that can see the changes in luck all over the world!

This kind of realm, looking at ancient and modern times, can only be achieved by a few people.

Even in the entire history of Confucianism, I am afraid that only Confucius, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism, can do it.

The rest of the sages could barely stop at this point.

A saint is a kind of state, and there will be high and low when there is a state.

And Chen Mu is also among the strongest in the Holy Realm!
Chen Mu closed his eyes, sensing the eyes of heaven above the academy, connected together.

In an instant!

Another picture appeared in Chen Mu's mind.

There are ups and downs of the dynasty's luck, and there are thousands of years of family prestige.

In the whole world, any changes in luck can be clearly seen in this picture!
Under the rotation of the Eye of Heavenly Dao, the trajectories of the powerhouses from all sides in the entire Central Plains entered Chen Mu's mind.

"Huh? No wonder it seems that the green dragon that is about to transform into a dragon has already attracted ideas from all parties."

Chen Mu only saw that people with great luck all headed towards the southern ghost island together.

Some people are as lucky as a dragon, and they have the image of annexing the wilderness!
Some people's luck is as dark as ink, and they have the heart to kill all directions and the world.

What's more, the aura covered Lingyun, so that the surrounding aura faintly dared not approach!
Even the old monster who hadn't come out of the mountain for many years took action.

For such a grand occasion, it is obvious that the powerhouses of all parties have done their best!

Qingjiao Hualong, the whole rivers and lakes are calm on the surface.

In fact, there is already an undercurrent surging inside, causing an unknown shock!

Chen Mu opened his eyes with a smile on his lips.

Now that the strong from all sides are going to Ghost Island together, this situation is no longer something Master can handle.

Although the master is skilled in martial arts, the temptation to transform into a dragon is really too great.

That is enough for a dynasty to complete the sublimation of the true dragon's luck!
Any martial arts expert in the mortal world, if one person occupies it, it is not known what kind of state it will reach.

"Now many powerful people in the world have gathered on Ghost Island, and a big drama has begun."

"It's also time to pick the real fruit!"

Chen Mu got up and walked outside the Library Pavilion.

At this time, Sangsang just finished today's homework.

With an excited face, he took the rice paper in his hand and showed it to the teacher for review.

After Chen Mu took the rice paper in Sangsang's hand, he examined it carefully.

Finding nothing wrong, he stretched out his hand to touch the top of Sangsang's head.

Sangsang immediately enjoyed the warmth of her teacher's palm like a well-behaved kitten.

The slightly curved eyes revealed infinite cuteness.

Chen Mu looked at himself, the only direct disciple, and said softly:

"Sangsang, teacher, go out and stretch your muscles."

"You are in the academy, get along well with everyone."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mu turned into a streak of light and disappeared from the scripture storage pavilion.

The southern border of the Central Plains, which is located in the south of China, is close to the sea.

The coastline that stretches for thousands of miles is either cliffs or the Gobi with strange rocks.

There are only a few places where people live.

After all, most of the people living in this world are poor people.

Although the Central Plains has a vast territory.

However, there are only a few fields suitable for farming.

And on the seashore, there are rich catches.

Therefore, there are small fishing villages living in peaceful places.

But these days, the small fishing village has undergone tremendous changes!
The fishermen suddenly discovered the ghost island not far from their village.

Suddenly shrouded in a mysterious mist!

That mist even had incredible resistance.

All those who try to get close to Ghost Island will be pushed away by the fog unconsciously!

There have been various legends about the ghost island outside the village in the fishing village since ancient times.

Some old people said that the Dragon Lord lives on Ghost Island!
It is with the blessing of Lord Dragon that their fishing village can prosper and thrive.

Some fishermen also said that they once saw the Dragon King who was hundreds of feet long on Ghost Island with his own eyes!

However, the person who said this was treated as a bragging by his companions after all!

However, all the fishermen still regard Guidao as a place similar to the Earth Temple and worship it with all their strength.

In order to obtain some psychological comfort.

However, since Ghost Island was surrounded by mysterious mist, the catches in the surrounding sea area are almost gone.

It seems that those fish and shrimps are afraid of something.

All have left this sea area!
Just when the fishermen are worried about their future livelihood.

suddenly!

In this remote fishing village, a wave of martial arts professionals came!
All of them are carrying knives and swords, and they look very difficult to mess with!

Those fishermen, never even in this life have seen so many great men!
Looking at these, all of them are martial arts masters with extraordinary skills, and the fishermen dare not even take a breath.

The fishermen don't know that these martial arts people come from all over the world, and they don't even know why they gather in this remote and dilapidated fishing village.

In the beginning, they are very scared.

After all, any one of these martial arts figures could wipe out their entire village.

This point can be seen from the fact that an ordinary person who came out of them chopped a huge reef with a single knife in public!

These fishermen have never even seen a bit more vicious fish.

How did she ever know that there are such terrifying people in the world!
Moreover, at the beginning, these martial arts figures were aggressive.

It looks like the fishermen are all packing and rolling.

But soon, another old man wearing a Confucian robe and white hair and beard came.

The group of martial arts people who were aggressive at the beginning saw these big men coming.

They were as frightened as mice seeing a cat, shrinking back and forth.

This old man in a Confucian robe is the master who was ordered by the Confucian sage to go to Ghost Island.

The master also stared at the ghost island surrounded by fog.

After thinking about it for a moment, he warned these martial arts figures who were about to make trouble:

"Everyone, it's okay to take a rest in this fishing village, but don't do things like buying and selling by force!"

"There are still a few hours before the opening of the dragon gate on Ghost Island. The peaceful life here is better not to disturb it casually!"

"My academy can't understand these things. If there are random killings, then the old man will take care of it!"

After the master finished speaking, he found a rock by himself and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

And the martial arts people gathered here also obviously recognized the identity of Master!
At the beginning, they also planned to drive out all the villagers and occupy the fishing village to wait for the dragon gate to open.

Now, the Master has spoken!

The master represents the academy, and in the academy, there is an existence stronger than the master.

Although the martial arts people who come here are not small fish or shrimp.

But how can it be compared with the academy?

Therefore, none of the martial arts practitioners dared to touch the academy master's eyebrows.

There is a deterrent from the Master, since it cannot be taken by force.

Many martial arts practitioners changed their minds and simply took out silver taels.

Bought all the houses in the fishing village.

Those fishermen who have lived here for generations have never seen so much silver.

This is wealth that they can't get in exchange for a lifetime of fishing!

One by one, the fishermen scrambled to give up their houses!
Soon, this ordinary fishing village was full of martial arts people!
And the fishermen, one by one, are waiters in the shop who prepare meals.

Still, fishermen are generally elated about the new job.

After all, this is far, far higher than the income they earn from fishing!

They don't care where these martial artists come from, let alone why they gather here.

As long as the silver taels they gave, the fineness is sufficient.

Then he is the master Qingtian in the hearts of the fishermen.

(End of this chapter)

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