Julu City!
In a courtyard, seven or eight green-robed scholars surrounded a white-robed man. wWW!QUAbEn-XIAoShUo!CoM(·)
The man holds a folding fan, his eyes are arrogant.
"Brother Chen Ping, rushing to the crown as a rosy face, I will admire it!" a green-robed scholar exclaimed.
"Brother Chen Ping is a close disciple of the great sage Sima Yuntian. His fame has moved the world. He gave an order, but hundreds of Confucian scholars responded!"
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Everyone complimented the white-robed man.
The white-robed man Chen Ping smiled with satisfaction, and then solemnly said: "Meng Rongrong is a goddess, sacred and inviolable. I can't think of a foreign mediocre husband who would dare to face her assault in front of nearly ten thousand cultivators? Is it tolerable or unbearable! Everyone, This time the crusade against the Alliance, we must let the shameless and unscrupulous person pay the price they deserve!"
"good!"
"We listen to Brother Chen Ping!"
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All the Confucian scholars in the courtyard nodded, some were filled with righteous indignation, and some were pleased with Chen Ping.
"Sir, sir!" A servant ran into the courtyard in a panic.
"What's the matter?" Chen Ping asked in confusion.
"Then Yan Chuan is out!" The subordinate said immediately.
"Really? I finally stopped being a tortoise? Let's go, everyone will verbally criticize me and teach this shameless villain!" Chen Ping exclaimed.
"good!"
"Educate him!"
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Under the leadership of Chen Ping, a group of people stepped out of the small courtyard and was led by the subordinates. The Confucian scholars gathered more and more, in mighty and magnificent manner, they went to crusade against Yan Chuan.
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Yanchuan, Qinglong, Miaomiao, and Dongfang are decent, flying fast in the city.
"My son, someone is following us! And there is more than one wave!" Qinglong frowned. (·)
"This is normal. Now Yan Chuan is a celebrity in Julu City. Who dares to insult Miss Julu Academy? Who dares to forcibly insult Miss Julu in front of nearly ten thousand repairers?" Dongfang decently laughed.
"I said, there is no indecent!" Yan Chuan said speechlessly.
"Understand, understand!" Dongfang Zhengpai showed a wretched smile.
"Meow! The surname is Dong, didn't you mean to take us to sign up? Why did you come around behind?" Meow cried.
"My last name is Dong!" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted suddenly.
"The registration point is just behind!" Dongfang Zhengpai said.
"Oh, who is responsible for the literary fights of the Fengshen Ce?" Yan Chuan asked.
"Le Yi, Zuo Yuan Zheng," Dongfang Zhengpai explained.
"Left courtyard? Le Yi?"
"Julu Academy is divided into left and right houses. Except for the great sages who do not want to be disturbed by mundane affairs, the highest position in Julu Academy is the lord Meng Ziqiu, and then the two houses are upright, the left courtyard is Le Yi, the right It’s a pity that Sima Yuntian didn’t know why in the past, but he suddenly gave up his position in the right courtyard, wandered around the world, and went to enlighten all souls. Rumor has it that he went to the other three academies. Prepare to compete for the title of God and reopen the new academy!" Dongfang Zhengpai explained.
"Wen Dou Zhu Xian?" A trace of solemnity flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes.
"Okay, here we are, no flying is allowed here, even the inmate must walk on the ground!" Dongfang Zhengpai said.
Everyone pressed Luoyun's head.
Around the Julu Mountain Range, everyone came to a huge mountain depression. A huge square surrounded by many palaces.
But inside the mountain valley, there are nearly a hundred white lights soaring into the sky.
"Before registering, we must enter the worship service!" Dongfang Zhengpai solemnly said.
"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.
Everyone walked towards the alcove.
There is also a lot of Confucianism coming in and out there. All the faces were solemn.
As soon as I entered the mountain's mouth, I suddenly saw the source of white light. There are a hundred white jade statues, exuding endless awe-inspiring righteousness.
Hundreds of white jade statues, each as high as one hundred meters, are majestic and majestic.
"These hundred statues are all the sages of my Julu Academy. They all ascend to the immortal world, leaving behind a ray of soul to be raised in these hundred sculptures, leading future generations of Confucianism, cultivating the world, and nurturing my body and righteousness!" Dongfang Decent explained.
"This is Julu Academy, Hundred Sage Righteous Qi Altar?" Qinglong's expression suddenly moved.
"Yes, this is the place where my Julu Academy is the most upright and upright!" Dongfang Zhengpai said proudly.
But at this moment, Yan Chuan didn't care about the Hundred Saints sculpture, but looked at the huge sapphire sculpture surrounded by the Hundred Saints in the center.
Although the sapphire sculpture did not radiate awe-inspiring righteousness, the height of the sculpture was exactly twice that of Hundred Saints.
The sapphire statue has a snake tail on the lower body, but a woman on the upper body. The woman's hands clasped her hands together, and there is a sense of compassion in her eyes.
"Goddess Zhichen?" Yan Chuan looked at the sapphire statue in surprise.
Yan Chuan put his hands together, a very respectful salute.
Dongfang Zhengpai looked at Yan Chuan unexpectedly, but followed with a respectful salute to the woman with a snake head.
"Meow! Why do I feel like crying when I see this statue? Meow!" Meow suddenly looked strange.
"Miao Miao, are you okay?" Yan Chuan looked at Miao Miao curiously.
"Meow, I don't know why, I see her, I want to cry, I don't know why!" Meow shook her head and showed a dazed expression.
"Cry?" Dongfang decent curiously asked.
"Is this the goddess Zhichen?" Yan Chuan looked at Dongfang Zhengpai and asked.
Finally, Yan Chuan saw a character in common with the previous life. Although they are all statues, this has already explained the connection between this world and the previous life.
Goddess Zhichen
"What is the goddess Zhichen?" Qinglong wondered.
The Oriental School looked at the statue of the goddess and shook his head: "I don't know, but the goddess Zhichen, in the four major academies and the Tianji Sect, has sculptures for future generations to worship. It is rumored that the goddess Zhichen is the ancestor of all souls in the world. She created all the creatures!"
"Ah? The goddess Zhichen, who created all souls in the world?" Qinglong said in astonishment.
"Well, don't be rude to the goddess Zhichen, let's go out!" Yan Chuan shook his head.
Even in the previous life, Yan Chuan grew up all the way, the goddess Zhichen is the ancestor of all the population. No one dares to blaspheme a point.
"Worship the goddess, you can go out!" Dongfang Zhengpai nodded.
Qinglong was still at a loss. Goddess Zhichen? Never heard of it!
Everyone walked out of the Hundred Saints Altar of Righteousness, walked to the square, and went directly to one of the palaces.
Fengshen Temple!
Opposite the Fengshen Temple is a place called Tiandian! There were crowds of people, coming in and out, but the temple was sealed, but it was extremely deserted.
The three of them walked into the Fengshen Temple and suddenly saw a huge sign with the characters'Sima Yuntian' written on it.
Sitting below are eight bored scholars. Grasping the scroll, he fell asleep on the table.
"Bold, do you dare to be lazy in the Fengshen Temple?" Dongfang Decent shouted.
"Um!"
The eight scholars suddenly became a spirit.
"Oriental rogue? It's you!" a scholar shouted suddenly.
"Eastern Jian, do you dare to scare me?"
"Oriental wretched, okay, do you dare to come?"
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Eight Confucian scholars called out eight different names, but none of them called the original name of Eastern Decent School.
The Eastern Decent School was not ashamed, but smiled and said: "Brothers, I'm busy these days!"
"Busy ass, and not allowed to practice, like a fool every day!" A man Confucius looked helpless.
"Oh, no, I'm here to have fun with you, let's see, someone has signed up for the Fengshen Strategy!" Dongfang decent smiled.
"What? Sign up? Didn't Sima Yuntian sign up?" The Confucian frowned.
"It's not Sima Yuntian, but my friend, Yan Chuan!" Dongfang Decent pointed at Yan Chuan.
"Yan Chuan? Yan Chuan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" The second time Yan Chuan's voice was called, it suddenly increased by eight tones.
"What? You are Yan Chuan?"
"Yan Tao's son?"
"Yan Chuan who assaulted Meng girl?"
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A group of Confucian scholars suddenly became interested, each of them pinched their beards, and looked at Yan Chuan shiningly in their eyes.
"Meow, why do you have the same virtue as the obscene fat man?" Meow was puzzled.
Obscene fat man? Dongfang's face froze.
The eight Confucian scholars also looked stiff, looking at the Eastern decent, all looked sick, coughing, and straightened their attitudes.
"You are Yan Chuan? Are you going to sign up to compete for the title of God?" a scholar said.
"Exactly!" Yan Chuan nodded.
"Do you know that it is conditional to fight for the entitlement strategy!" the scholar said lightly.
"Conditions?" Yan Chuan looked at the Confucian student in confusion, and then at the Eastern Decent School. Didn't the Eastern Decent School say anything about it
"Yes, first of all, you must be famous for Juler City. This is the most basic condition. A person who has no influence is not qualified to open academies, and is not qualified to teach all souls!" The scholar said lightly.
"I said, Lao Yan, isn't Yan Chuan still famous for Julu City? Go out and ask, who doesn't know Yan Chuan from a thousand-year-old woman to an eight-year-old girl?" Dongfang Zhengpai immediately argued for Yan Chuan.
But listening to this argument, why does it feel awkward
"Huh?" Old Yan was slightly startled.
"Furthermore, people like you who live in the deadly zombie hall can have heard of Yan Chuan. Haven't outsiders heard of Yan Chuan? You said, how many people in Julu City don't know Yan Chuan. Isn't he still famous for moving the whole city?" Dongfang Zhengpai said sternly.
"Well, because of your oriental rogue's face, I've reported it to him!" Lao Yan nodded.
"Listed!" Lao Yan faced the Confucian monks behind him.
"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.
Quickly, take out a huge sign, and the two Confucianists quickly picked up the brush on the table, Ling Xu Yihua, and the word Yan Chuan appeared on the sign.
"Hang it up!" Lao Yan exclaimed.
The Confucian scholars nodded and quickly hung the sign on the other side of the hall, side by side with Sima Yuntian.
Just as Yan Chuan was satisfied, there was a loud noise outside the hall.
"Sir, Yan Chuan has entered the Temple of Sealing!" a voice called.
"What? Go in? Okay, go in with me!" A mad voice came from outside the hall.
Everyone turned their heads.
"Chen Ping?" Dongfang raised his brows upright.
The leading man in white, holding a folding fan, stepped into the hall with an arrogant expression.
"Chen Ping, Sima Yuntian closed disciple, the end of 72 Confucianism!" Dongfang Zhengpai explained to Yan Chuan in a low voice.