Above the Skies

Chapter 1190: The purple air comes thirty thousand miles from the east

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In Confucius' arms, Qi Guan Chi fell into a deep sleep!

This sleep lasted for more than ten days.

"Why is Mrs. Kong so seriously injured? Do you want me to ask someone to help take a look?" Wu Anjun asked Confucius.

"It's okay, I will take care of it. Thank you so much, general!" Confucius said gratefully.

"I didn't do anything, Mr. Kong doesn't need to be grateful!" Wu Anjun shook his head.

"General, you're welcome. I'm going to say goodbye this time. I will go to Qin's Sifang Pavilion tomorrow. Thank you for the invitation, general!" Confucius said.

"Sir, if you can come, the State of Qin will welcome you. If you go, I will only use this as a guide to help you travel smoothly in the State of Qin!" Lord Wu An handed over a guide.

"Thank you, general!" Confucius saluted solemnly.

Lord Wu An performed a Qin military salute.

"Teacher!" Uncle Nangong Jing immediately brought the carriage.

Qi Guanchi was already sleeping in the carriage.

Confucius said goodbye to Lord Wu An and stepped into the carriage again.

Nangong Jingshu and Ziyu were responsible for driving the carriage. The carriage drove slowly towards the distance.

Watched Confucius and his party leave.

A general asked Wu Anjun curiously: "General, that Confucius is just a mortal, you are of great use...!"

Lord Wu An looked at the general coldly: "The king has ordered me to respect the learned men of the world! Do you dare to disobey the king's order?"

"I don't dare!" The soldier's expression suddenly changed.

Wu Anjun stared at the general for a while and then said in a deep voice: "I know you are strange, and so am I, but since the king said it, we must follow it!"

"yes!"

"The king said that in this era, Pangu's world is constantly collapsing. Next, there will be an explosive era. This is Pangu's last gift and the greatest opportunity for all living beings!" Lord Wu An said solemnly.

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The zombie world! In the central abyss.

"Roar!"

The sealed Zu Qilin walked back and forth inside, with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Shi Mo, I really didn't mean it!" Yang Hu's voice came from the outside world after his resurrection.

Because Yang Hu was immortal, he was still quite weak after his resurrection, but he knew that this time he had angered the First Demon below.

Zu Qilin raised his head and glanced at Yang Hu above him: "Get out!"

"Shi Mo, you helped me achieve immortality and pieced together my life chart. I have to repay Shi Mo. Shi Mo, that Confucius wife is useless. I have a way, I have a way to save Shi Mo!" Yang Hu! Said again.

Zu Qilin looked upward fiercely.

"A few years ago, I followed a man. His name was Sheng Jiutian. Sheng Jiutian said that as long as you agree to one condition, he can rescue the First Demon!" Yang Hu looked at Zu Qilin expectantly.

Zu Qilin showed a ferocious look on his face: "I asked you why you were disobedient before. It turns out that you have already surrendered to that Shengjiutian? Little thing, I can give you immortality, or I can give you disappearing into thin air!"

"Shi Mo, Shi Mo, you also want to come up with it. Shi Mo, Sheng Jiutian said that he won't criticize you too much, as long as you agree to him one condition...!" Yang Hu continued to persuade.

"Get out!" Zu Qilin roared.

"Shi Mo, how about...!" Yang Hu still refused to give up.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" Zu Qilin roared loudly.

This roar frightened Yang Hu to the point of trembling.

"Don't scream, don't scream, keep shouting, the Great Qin soldiers are coming, I, I...!" Yang Hu was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Hu disappeared.

Zu Qilin was left with a fierce look on his face.

At the same time, Zu Qilin transformed into a human form, and in the palm of his hand, there was a ball of blue aura, and in the center of the blue aura, there was a ball of bright red blood.

"Dedicate yourself to the goddess, your heart's blood, your soul?" A trace of confusion flashed in Zu Qilin's eyes.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Zu Qilin began to refine the blood and soul energy.

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In the carriage.

Confucius gently washed Qi Guanchi's face and hands.

The consumption of heart blood and soul energy made Qi Guanchi feel weak. A dignified immortal has now become as sick as a young man.

Confucius used the power of the Book of Life and Death to induce a little Yin Qi to replenish Qi Guanchi's soul energy, but it also took time.

Ziyu also found some blood-enhancing elixirs, and Confucius fed Chi Chi every day.

He slept for more than half a month before Qi Guanchi opened his eyes.

"Husband, how long have I slept?" Qi Guanchi looked at Confucius.

"It didn't take long! Are you feeling better?" Confucius asked.

Qi Guanchi smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover!"

"It doesn't matter, I'll stay with you!" Confucius said softly.

"Yeah!" Qi Guanchi nodded happily.

"Teacher, we may not be able to leave for the time being!" Uncle Nangong Jing's voice came from outside the car.

"What's wrong?" Confucius asked doubtfully.

"We arrived at Hangu Pass. Hangu Pass is now completely closed and under martial law. It is difficult for everyone to leave. Ziyu said, take us to fly there. I asked him to go and inquire about the situation first!" Nangong Jingshu said.

"Then wait!" Confucius nodded.

Nowadays, Confucius appreciates the life of ordinary people. This kind of fleeting flight of thousands of miles can be used without it. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Being accustomed to the convenience brought by the great power, it is easy to ignore the hardships and sufferings of ordinary people. And your own enlightenment needs to be refined and sublimated in this hardship and suffering.

Soon, Ziyu came back.

"Teacher, it is the customs order of Hangu Pass that prohibits anyone from walking around at will, in order to avoid bumping into the saint's arrival!" Ziyu frowned.

Although Ziyu was a Daluo Jinxian, under the guidance of Confucius and accompanying Confucius, he never showed off his great cultivation to others easily.

"Order of Hangu Pass? The saint is coming?" Confucius asked curiously.

"Yes, the order of Hangu Pass, Yin Xi! I heard from the guards around that Yin Xi has cleaned up all the surrounding areas in advance, burned incense and bathed, and is waiting! I heard that Yin Xi knows the art of looking at Qi, and he has observed purple Qi slowly coming from the east. Come!" Ziyu explained.

"Purple energy is slowly coming from the east? Is the saint coming?" Confucius asked curiously.

"Ah, there is really purple energy, teacher, teacher, there is really purple energy coming from the east. Is that moral purple energy?" Uncle Nangong Jing said in surprise.

Confucius' expression changed, as if he had guessed something.

"Chichi, you rest first, I'll go out and take a look!" Confucius said softly.

"Yeah!" Chichi nodded.

Maybe he just woke up for a while and was too tired, so Chi Chi fell asleep again.

Confucius then opened the curtain and stepped out of the carriage. Supported by Ziyu, he stood beside the carriage and looked to the east along with some of the stopped caravans and pedestrians.

Wangqi!

At the level of Confucius, he was most sensitive to this kind of Dao Qi.

Looking from a distance, one can see the purple energy billowing from the east, like an army, moving overwhelmingly towards Hangu Pass.

The vast purple energy is beyond words! It makes people look at it and be shocked.

"The moral purple energy is indeed the moral purple energy. How is it possible, such a huge moral purple energy? Is it me?" Nangong Jingshu said in disbelief.

This kind of moral purple energy is so huge that it is shocking. It is impossible for Uncle Nangong Jing and others to imagine.

"Thirty thousand miles? Is the purple air as big as thirty thousand miles?" Ziyu also exclaimed in disbelief.

Ziyu and Nangong Jingshu studied with Confucius, and they had a clear understanding of the sea of dao. The sea of dao between them was at most thirty miles, and the sea of dao in front of them was a thousand times as wide as their own.

A thousand times the diameter is not a thousand times the size. It is a million times the area. If the volume is included, it is probably hundreds of millions times the volume.

"Purple Qi comes thirty thousand miles from the east!" Uncle Nangong Jing took a breath of cold air.

You know, when Confucius achieved great success in Confucianism and Taoism, he was only three thousand miles away from the sea of great roads. How could the gap between him and now be so huge

Confucius also quietly looked at the purple air thirty thousand miles away.

"Teacher, it should be countless Taoist disciples. Such a large sea of dao cannot be cast by one person. It must be the merging of countless Taoist disciples' seas. Yes, it must be the merging of many Taoist disciples. Effect!" Ziyu said immediately.

"Teacher, there are many Taoist disciples, not just those in Luoyi, there must be many more!" Uncle Nangong Jing also comforted Confucius.

At this moment, the two students tried their best to comfort the teacher, fearing that the teacher would be hit.

However, the more the two students behaved like this, the more unsatisfactory the scene in the distance became for them.

Looking carefully, one can see purple energy rising into the sky, not many Taoist disciples appearing, only a green bull walking slowly, carrying an old man on its back, holding a roll of bamboo slips, swaying Walking towards Hangu Pass.

"Lao Tzu?" Confucius recognized the old man at a glance.

On the back of the green bull, I seemed to be sitting lazily, letting the green bull carry him to Hangu Pass. Every step the green bull takes also indicates that the Thirty Thousand Miles of Purple Qi has taken a step westward.

This step forward also caused the vegetation on the ground to grow wildly, as if the moral realm was full of vitality and all things were revived.

What's more, wherever Lao Tzu's green bull passed by, countless animals prostrate themselves on the ground, seeming to be worshiping Lao Tzu.

This is not breath oppression, this is moral education. Just reaching the moral realm makes animals feel in awe.

"Only one person? Why, how could this happen?" Uncle Nangong Jing said in shock.

"Purple Qi comes from the east for thirty thousand miles, and I go west to Hangu Pass?" Ziyu also showed a look of shock.

Now, there is no excuse for comfort anymore.

In all directions, countless caravans showed shocked expressions. They all guessed that it was me, and countless people even bowed down.

Today, in many places in the world, people like Confucius have emerged one after another to create great doctrines, imitating Laozi and creating their own great doctrines.

But the surrounding caravans traveled north and south. How had they ever seen such an exaggerated road

When Confucius first came into Confucianism and Taoism, he had a great road of three thousand miles, and he was very high-spirited. He wanted to compete with Lao Tzu, but compared to Lao Tzu, this sea of great roads was far behind. It was ten times in diameter, a hundred times in area, and even hundreds of times in volume. So many.

"Teacher!" Nangong Jingshu and Ziyu looked at Confucius worriedly.

The shocking purple energy traveled thirty thousand miles east, but I was worried that the teacher would be stimulated.

But what the two of them saw was Confucius smiling slightly, and even letting out a sigh of relief.

"Do you think I will feel uncomfortable?" Confucius looked at the two students with a smile.

"Teacher?" The two looked at Confucius in confusion. At this time, could the teacher still laugh

"I'm happy. I do have a better way than me, but it's not impossible for me to catch up! I was really stimulated last time in Mangshan, because in Mangshan, I didn't know what the way of Laozi was, and I didn't know his way. I don’t know how big it is. I don’t know how powerful it is. Unknown! is the biggest gap. But this time, I saw the purple air coming from the east 30,000 miles away. But I calmed down! Because, at least, I can already see it, and it is not unknown. Yes!" Confucius said with a relaxed smile.

"Can you see it?" Ziyu asked puzzled.

"If you can see it, it's not far away!" Confucius explained with determination flashing in his eyes.

The two students looked at Confucius half-understanding.