My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The sage clock struck three hundred and sixty times, and it had reached its limit.

Luo Hong still wanted to continue to knock, but he couldn't knock anymore and couldn't push the cylinder at all. A repulsive force broke out on the saint's clock, making it extremely difficult to ring the bell.

Taking a step back, Luo Hong panted.

Although tired, he was very happy.

In the dantian, there was a phantom of the saint, floating quietly, the magic sword Asura also fell silent, and the phantom of the saint, the well water did not violate the river.

The evil spirit was not affected, and Luo Hong could still activate it as long as he wanted to activate it. Compared with the time before the bell was struck, the total amount of evil spirit was much higher. The evil spirit had condensed seventy-two, forming a complete closed evil spirit ring.

To break through to the sixth-rank evil cultivation, Luo Hong only needs one thought.

However, Luo Hong still suppressed the desire to break through. This is where the Sage Bell is located. Luo Hong is still very afraid that his own promotion of evil cultivation will cause the suppression of the saint's will.

This time, if it hadn't been for the Demon Sword Asura, Luo Hong felt that all the evil beads in his dantian might have been evaporated, and there were so many edibles.

The only fly in the ointment is that Luo Hong feels that the positive energy in his body is getting stronger.

Even in a single thought, he was able to gather a small stream of righteousness.

"Little brother, congratulations."

"Unexpectedly, after ringing the bell, the junior Confucianism and Taoism cultivation level actually stepped into the realm of Confucianism seven grades of righteousness. It is gratifying."

"The only pity is that the younger brother himself has no Confucianism. If the younger brother himself is a five-level Confucianism, and now ringing the bell three hundred and six, I am afraid that he can jump into the fourth-grade and save a lot of hardship. ."

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said to Luo Hong, of course with a little regret.

Luo Hong was slightly dazed, feeling the phantom of a saint entrenched in his dantian, and was speechless for a long time.

If Confucianism and Taoism are counted as a thousand-handed evil Buddha, a half-hanging Buddha and Tao...

What's this about?

"Satisfaction Changle, thank you brother..."

Luo Hong didn't show too much, and thanked Li Xiuyuan.

"Don't be discouraged. Confucianism and Taoism are actually a process of cultivating the mind. If you can understand the truth and understand your heart, you may be able to hear the Tao in the morning and go to the immortal at night."

Li Xiuyuan patted Luo Hong on the shoulder, this time he had seen what an evildoer is.

Ringing the bell three hundred and six, he is not as good as Li Xiuyuan.

However, this is nothing. The way of practice is long, and the future is still unknown. The practice depends mainly on the individual.

Li Xiuyuan took Luo Hong down the clock tower. This ringing of the bell actually took half a day.

"Little brother, there are hundreds of classics gathered in the academy. If you are interested, you can go and see them. You can learn about the best of them, but brothers don't recommend studying too much.

Li Xiuyuan said.

"In the following days, I will read as many classics of the Hundred Schools as other students do. In addition, if you encounter any confusion, you can go to the Chunfeng Xiaolou and ask the Master."

"Well, you can go there once or twice a month. The master leads in. The practice is personal, and you can't relax yourself."

Li Xiuyuan did everything he should do as a senior, and taught him with all his heart.

Luo Hong bowed and thanked Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan took Luo Hong back to the Chunfeng Xiaolou. Luo Hong didn't go to see the Master again, but left the Xiaodouhua with his chest and belly holding the ground sword.

Walking between the academies, Luo Hong felt the image of the saint in his dantian, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

Evil and righteous, gathered together in the pubic area, really made him very worried.

Standing in the Jixia Academy, looking from both sides, you can see magnificent palaces.

The plaques of the hall are engraved with the name of a hundred families.

Luo Hong took Xiaodouhua to the Confucian temple first, pushed the door in, and many students were watching the classics.

Perhaps it was the movement of Luo Hong pushing the door that attracted the attention of some students, and many people looked up at him.

Luo Hong smiled. These Confucian scholars also nodded towards Luo Hong and continued to read.

Luo Hong was also happy.

In fact, those who can enter the Jixia Academy are all geniuses from all over the world, and there may be competition among them, but now that the enrollment assessment has ended, it is a foregone conclusion that Luo Hong becomes a master’s disciple. The main purpose of many geniuses, then It is to improve yourself and not to cause any trouble.

Luo Hong was very happy, and took Xiaodouhua around in the Confucian Palace for a while. After pretending to read a few Confucian classics, he took Xiaodouhua and left.

Xiaodouhua earnestly held the sword, raised the sword, and didn't talk too much.

Leaving the Confucian Palace with Xiaodouhua, Luo Hong came to the Palace of Jianxiu, although Luo Hong knew that his kendo talent was average.

However, after leaving the Confucian Palace, he went directly to the Xie Xiu Palace, which was a bit too revealing, so Luo Hong planned to visit the Jian Xiu Palace first.

The Jianxiu Palace is not big, with sharp sword spirit lingering, pushing the door and entering, and saw Wu Meiniang sitting on the ground with a sword box on her back.

She was holding a kendo book and was reading eagerly.

She seemed to notice Luo Hong coming in, Wu Meiniang raised her head, nodded towards Luo Hong, and continued to read the kendo books.

In the Jianxiu Palace, in addition to many books, there is also a huge sword pond. In the sword pond is inserted one after another with the sword spirit lingering ancient swords.

Luo Hong stared at these ancient swords. These ancient swords seemed to be based on the sword repairing palace. It was the top sword raising method to absorb the energy of the Jixia Academy to nurture oneself.

"The art of sword formation."

Luo Hong flipped through a book, his eyebrows picked up slightly.

"The sword formation must reach the fourth-grade imperial sword level in the sword formation. It is useless for you to see it now."

From a distance, Wu Meiniang glanced at Luo Hong and kindly reminded her.

Luo Hong smiled, thoughtfully, stuffed the book back, and then he turned over some kendo classics and lost interest.

After all, the swordsmanship that Steward Chen taught him was enough for him to learn for a long time.

Luo Hong came quickly, and went out quickly. Wu Meiniang looked at Luo Hong who was leaving quickly, and she didn't seem to understand what she could learn from the classics in such a short time.

After leaving Jianxiu Palace, Luo Hong still did not go to Xiexiu Palace, but instead went to Buddha Xiu Palace.

In the Buddha Xiu Palace, Luo Hong did not see Monk Kuyue, but it made him feel a little regretful. Monk Kuyue seemed to have gone straight down the mountain after reading the list. Luo Hong wandered around for a while before walking out. .

After that, Fang came to Xie Xiu Palace with little bean curd.

The Evil Xiu Palace was a bit gloomy. It was built in a relatively remote corner. Without stepping into the palace, Luo Hong could feel the evil spirit surging faintly.

"You are waiting for me outside."

Luo Hong thought for a while, sensing the evil spirit of the evil repair palace, he didn't plan to bring Xiaodouhua in.

After all, Xiaodouhua is raising swords, and the evil spirit in the evil repair palace will affect the effect of raising swords.

Xiaodouhua nodded, and stopped at the door with her chest and abdomen.

Luo Hong smiled and turned to enter the evil repair palace.

As soon as he entered the Evil Xiu Palace, the strong evil spirits swept up, dark, depressed...This is the main theme of the Evil Xiu Palace.

Luo Hong set foot here, his body of Zhengyang Qi that was as bright as a blazing sun was so striking.

Several Xie Xiu who were watching the Xie Xiu classics, saw Luo Hong who was upright, his expression changed slightly, put down the books, and left in a panic.

Of course, there are also some cold and arrogant people who stared at Luo Hong with a cold grin, but they didn't stay long and left the evil repair palace.

Luo Hong felt very kind to the evil repair palace.

The evil ring of 72 evil beads in series in the dantian releases the suction force, sucking the evil spirit in the evil cultivation palace into the dantian little by little.

However, the seventy-two Sha Orbs seemed to have reached their limit, and they could no longer condense Sha Orbs.

This made Luo Hong frowned slightly, and then he carefully read through several evil repair classics, fulfilling his obligations as a evil repair villain.

However, Luo Hong couldn't resonate with these books, and Luo Hong was not interested in the evil practices recorded in the books.

He felt that it was far behind "The Evil Shadow of the Dead" and "The Evil Buddha with Thousand Hands".

After reading it for a while, Luo Hong put the book back.

He found an open space, sat down cross-legged, intending to attack the sixth grade of evil repair.

This evil repair palace is full of evil evil, but it is a very good place to cover.

Mind sinking into the pubic area.

Seventy-two evil spirits were suspended, Luo Hong ran "The Evil Shadow of the Undead", and soon the evil spirits surged, and the evil spirits inside Luo Hong began to continuously climb and climb...

Om...

As Luo Hongxie's evil spirit rose, the sage's appearance also emitted light, and the white halo became more and more dense.

This makes Luo Hong's body of positive yang energy extremely bright.

An evil repairer pushed the door and entered, just in time to see Luo Hong who was cross-legged on the ground, exuding a scorching sun-like positive yang energy.

"Fuck!"

"Insane! A Confucianist's breakthrough in the field of evil cultivation is purely disgusting, right?!"

This evil cultivator cursed angrily and turned and left.

Luo Hong's face trembled, his dantian bang changed, the evil spirit machine broke the shackles, and the evil spirit energy instantly climbed a step.

Six products!

Luo Hong opened his eyes, a little excited, and took out the human skin booklet.

Realm column: Sixth-Rank (Earth Sha), Seventh-Rank (Sword of Power), Seventh-Rank (Righteousness)

Sixth grade evil repair, for the evil!

Luo Hong squinted his eyes, he is getting stronger and stronger, and he will gradually become a master in evil cultivation!

Standing up, Luo Hong felt a move in his mind, feeling that he could summon all the evil shadows that could be summoned.

It used to be difficult to summon them all, but now, it seems a lot easier.

"In the future... I am one army!"

Luo Hong's eyes sparkled.

Thoughts moved.

Around his body, one after another, the evil spirits appeared, and the seventy-two evil spirits were suspended, turning into black evil spirit swords, densely suspended.

Perhaps it is because of the appearance of the saint~www.ltnovel.com~ The surface of this evil bead sword is shrouded with a faint layer of righteousness, but it is impossible to see that this is evil.

"Sword formation?"

Luo Hong felt that perhaps he could study the way of the sword formation and gather the sword formation with the evil bead.

Although he did not reach the level of sword repair of the fourth-grade imperial sword, his mind control of the evil bead sword was regarded as a low-profile imperial sword, plus the sword formation, might burst out extremely powerful power.

Putting away the Shazhu Sword and just breaking through, Luo Hong was in a good mood. He held his hand and walked outside the Xie Xiu Palace.

However, as soon as he walked to the door, Luo Hong paused and his face gradually became gloomy.

Because he saw the evil repair palace outside.

With blood dripping from the corner of Xiaodouhua's mouth, gritted teeth and hatred on her face, she leaned on her sword and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

In front of Xiaodouhua, a young man in Jinfu sneered and approached Xiaodouhua step by step.

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