Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 303 Climbing the stairs

The ancient tea tree of the Confucian ancestors is more than a thousand feet tall. It stands on the highest peak of the Huazong Mountains and overlooks the entire Huazong sect.

When Chu Siyuan, the leader of the painting sect, was young, he and the three sect leaders of the Qin, Chess and Shu sects shared their nicknames, using Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Ju as the nicknames for the four of them. Chu Siyuan was the youngest, so he got the title of Mr. Ju, which was not very elegant. There has been quite a bit of criticism over the years.

At this moment, under the tea tree, with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, the heads of the four Confucian and Taoist sects gathered together to drink tea together.

Mr. Mei, the leader of the Qin Sect, is the oldest and the most powerful in cultivation. His spiritual power has reached the fifty-ninth level. He is the top three figures in Confucianism and Taoism, only below Emperor Wen and Dazai Wang Shiqi.

Mr. Mei drank a cup of Confucian and Taoist ancient tea and praised: "The tea trees planted by the four Confucian ancestors are the only one left in front of me. If this tree is taken away by monks from other big worlds, what shame will we have?" Go and meet the sages of Confucianism and Taoism.

Brother Ju, don't worry, this time the four of us old guys gather together, we will definitely give these two sanctimonious men Gong Yanghuan and Shentu Wanli a good look. "

Chu Siyuan was not so optimistic when he heard this. Although Mr. Mei was strong, he could at most face one of Gong Yanghuan and Shentu Wanli. The remaining one was even difficult for Lanzhu and him. The certainty of victory, not to mention that among the monks from the Confucian world, there are many masters of the Holy King Realm, it is not something that the disciples of the Painting Sect can handle.

"I thought that this time I would be shameless and ask the court for help, and that old guy Wang Shiqi would lend a helping hand, but I didn't expect that in the end it would only be you few."

Mr. Zhu, the leader of the Book Sect, saw that Chu Siyuan was dissatisfied with Wang Shiqi, and immediately explained: "The pressure that the Imperial City has to face is much greater than that of the Painting Sect, and Wang Shiqi is afraid that even if he wants to, he will not be able to save him.

If the King of the East Territory hadn't killed the masters of the Heaven Realm faction a month ago, which shocked the monks from all walks of life, and the Imperial City only had to deal with the armies of the ten clans of Hell, the situation would have been even more difficult.

If our four schools of Confucianism and Taoism could produce a genius like the King of the East Territory, why would we be in such an embarrassing situation? Although Suihan is a Jiezi, he is still far behind compared to the King of the East Territory. "

Speaking of Zhang Ji, Chu Siyuan suddenly became more talkative, and retorted to what Mr. Zhu said: "Why can't Zhang Ji be considered a disciple of Confucianism and Taoism? I took him to read Confucian and Taoist classics in your Shuzong library. , has learned a lot of Confucian and Taoist secrets, and he can be considered half a Confucian and Taoist disciple.

Emperor Wen also handed the Confucian Holy Book of the First Confucian Patriarch into his hands, obviously recognizing his identity as a Confucian and Taoist disciple. "

After hearing this, the three gentlemen Mei Lanzhu looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Mr. Lan, the head of the Chess Sect, said: "Actually, as far as I know, our Confucianism and Taoism also have geniuses hidden in the dark, but they are not people of the current generation, but awakened people from the medieval era."

"Awakened One?"

Chu Siyuan raised his eyebrows. He knew that there were awakened people in the Kunlun world. Similar to Jiang Yunchong and others, as the number of attacks increased, more and more people knew that the Kunlun world had a considerable power hidden in the dark. .

"It's useless to say this. The top priority is to drive away those sanctimonious people in the Confucian world and give peace to my painting sect. Brother Mei, Gong Yanghuan and Shentu Wanliqian will pick one to deal with, and leave the remaining one to the three of us. response."

Mr. Mei was about to speak when he saw several figures walking in the distance. A smile immediately appeared on his lips, "It looks like we don't need to take action anymore."

Sanwen looked over and saw that Zhang Ji had changed into a white Confucian robe, followed respectfully by two old men in Confucian robes, none other than Gong Yanghuan and Shentu Wanli.

Zhang Ji strode forward and slightly cupped his hands towards the four of them: "I have met four seniors."

Chu Siyuan was surprised by this scene, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and solemnly returned the gift, "The King of the Eastern Territory came to help Hua Zong. Chu Siyuan will remember this kindness on behalf of Hua Zong's disciples."

An invisible force lifted Chu Siyuan up. Zhang Ji walked up to him and said with a smile: "It's just casual. Senior Painting Sage doesn't need to be polite."

Mr. Mei's old face was full of smiles, "The king of the Eastern Region has arrived in the Central Region, and the war situation in the Central Region can be relieved for a while."

"I am here to take charge of the Central Territory." Zhang Ji's tone was calm, but with irresistible confidence and majesty, it fell into the ears of the four people, as if it was deafening.

Seeing that the four people were stunned, Zhang Ji put away his invisible power, pointed at Gong Yanghuan and Shentu Wanli, and said: "I have controlled the life and death of these two people and surrendered to me. If the four seniors need anything, They do whatever they are told.

When I come to Hua Zong, I want to read the classics left by the sages of the past dynasties of Hua Zong, and I also ask for permission from the senior sages of Hua Zong. "

Chu Siyuan hurriedly nodded in agreement, "You are doing Huazong such a big favor. Just go and see whatever you want to see. I will ask Xiangling to lead you to the library. If the Huazong's classics are not enough, these three old guys We can also bring all the classics from the Qin Sect, Qi Sect, and Shu Sect for you to read."

The three old gentlemen, Mei Lanzhu, all nodded in agreement.

"The King of the Eastern Territory wants to see it. I and a few others will send a message to the sect immediately and ask the disciples to send the classics to the Hua Sect." "Thank you four seniors, senior Hua Sage, I will stay in the Hua Sect for the time being. I have to trouble my seniors to arrange a place for me for a while."

Chu Siyuan waved his hand, "It's a trivial matter. You can stay in Huazong as long as you want."

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The four sects of Confucianism, Taoism, Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting are the traditions left by the four Confucian ancestors and their disciples. Even the Painting sect, which was founded the shortest time, has existed for hundreds of thousands of years.

In the Danqing Building, the tallest building of the Painting Sect, Zhang Ji was flipping through Confucian and Taoist classics without letting go of his scrolls.

Shan Xiangling silently put a cup of hot tea for him, took a secret look at the figure who was concentrating on reading, and left quickly.

Walking out of the Danqing Building, the best disciples of the four sects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting gathered in the square in front of the building, splashing ink on landscapes, moving dragons and snakes with pens, playing chess in the void, playing strings and playing the piano...

Seeing Shan Xiangling walking out of the building, everyone immediately stopped and surrounded him.

"Junior Sister Shan, when will the King of the East Region be released from seclusion? I always lack charm when painting with ink. I would like to ask the King of the East Region in person."

"I heard that the king of the Eastern Region was named, and he had murderous intent. He killed millions of soldiers in the Eastern Region with just one word."

"I heard that the King of the East Territory obtained the first true biography of Confucian Ancestor. He held the Confucian Ancestor's holy book in his hand and sang a requiem every time he turned a page. He shattered the holy souls of countless masters from the heaven factions without harming their bones."

"You are all wrong. The King of the Eastern Region is clearly a master of chess. He played a chess game of heaven and earth in the Eastern Region with the mountains, rivers and seas as his chess piece, and eliminated all sources of trouble in the Eastern Region."

……

The sounds one after another filled Shan Xiangling's ears, making her extremely helpless.

Zhang Ji has been reading the classics since he stepped into the Danqing Building, and he only exchanged a few words with her. Like these Confucian and Taoist disciples, she also had unlimited daydreams about how Zhang Ji could quell the chaos in the Eastern Region.

Imagine how Zhang Ji dressed in white, came through the air, wiped out all the enemies, and his white clothes were spotless. How elegant and suave he looked, making women in the world fascinated by him.

"Cough cough..."

"If you have any questions about cultivation, you can come and ask these guys. Don't waste the King of the East Region's time."

Chu Siyuan and others came from a distance, followed by Shentu Wanli and Gong Yanghuan, who looked more like Confucian and Taoist masters than the four of them.

After being surrendered by Zhang Ji, the two people's spirits and wills had collapsed. Without a great opportunity, they would have no chance to become a great sage in this life. In the past few days, they stayed in the painting sect and gave guidance to the disciples of the four sects of Confucianism and Taoism from time to time.

Seeing a group of people approaching, all the Confucian and Taoist disciples bowed respectfully.

Mr. Mei walked up to Shan Xiangling and ordered: "Xiang Ling, if the King of the East Region comes out of seclusion, please tell me that I want to discuss the music with the King of the East Region."

Chu Siyuan grabbed Mr. Mei and said in a deep voice: "Xiang Ling, don't listen to his nonsense. If the King of the Eastern Region comes out of seclusion, just say that Chu Siyuan invites him to drink tea."

Shan Xiangling was confused for a moment, wondering why these highly respected seniors were as frivolous as their juniors.

The two gentlemen, Lanzhu, did not want to fall behind others, and when they were about to step forward, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Look, the King of the Eastern Region is on the top of the building!"

(End of this chapter)