"It is indeed impossible for me to keep an eye on him all the time, but as long as you don't take action, no one else can do anything to him."
At night, in the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Confucius stood quietly in front of the wooden house, looking to the west, and said calmly, "On this point, I still have great confidence in him."
"oh?"
In the Temple of Heaven, in front of the throne, the scholar had a strange look on his face after hearing the words of the Confucian leader, and responded, "You, the old man, rarely look up to someone so highly. It seems that this little junior brother of my disciple is indeed extraordinary. "
"Junior brother?"
When Confucius heard the title of scholar, he frowned slightly. He quickly came to his senses and advised, "Fu Jinglun, listen to this old man's advice. It's not yours, and it's useless for you to force it. For this reason, if you commit murder in vain, you will eventually be killed." It bites back on itself.”
"Thank you for your teaching, teacher, but the teacher also said that man can conquer nature."
In the Heavenly Mandate Hall, a smile appeared on the scholar's face and he responded, "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Even the teacher cannot truly see the future clearly. In the end, the Heavenly Book may not necessarily belong to my little junior brother. "
"Your obsession is really getting deeper and deeper."
Confucius sighed softly and said with a complicated expression, "What a pity."
"It's not a pity."
The scholar smiled calmly and responded, "Don't you always want others to question yourself, teacher? It means that in the teacher's understanding, your own judgment may not necessarily be correct. Disciple, I think so too!"
"Doubt and paranoia are not the same."
In the east courtyard, Confucius said seriously, "You should know better than me the consequences of seeking the skin of a tiger. You know clearly that this is a road of no return, so why do you still choose this way?"
"Because I believe this path is correct."
In front of the throne, the scholar looked seriously and said, "Teacher, you can't convince the disciple, and the disciple can't change your mind. In this case, we can only use time to verify the choices of the disciple and the teacher, who is right and who is wrong."
"That's fine."
In the East Courtyard of Taixue Palace, Confucius nodded slightly and reminded, "Scholar, I hope you will not forget your original intention when you embarked on the path of martial arts."
"Disciple, please follow the teacher's instructions."
In the Tianyu Hall, the scholar responded, then immediately withdrew his gaze and said no more.
In the Taixue Palace, Confucius looked to the west and sighed again.
All he could do was help stabilize the scholar, but Wangyu and the little guy could only solve other dangers in the Western Region by themselves.
"Fuck, there's someone here too!"
At this moment, in the Western Region, west of the Cloud Shadow Holy Mountain, Li Ziye and the others had just escaped for less than half an hour when the pursuers appeared again in front.
They were pursued and intercepted from three directions, almost blocking all three people's escape routes.
"It's over, now we are really a turtle in a urn!"
On the rugged mountain road, Li Ziye looked at the temple masters who were rushing around him and asked in horror, "Master Zhang, what should I do?"
"I don't know either."
Zhang Donglu looked around and said awkwardly, "How about we break out separately?"
"separate?"
On the side, Bai Wangyu looked surprised and reminded, "If we separate, we will probably be defeated by them individually. Do you want to think about it again?"
"Master Zhang's suggestion is not impossible."
Li Ziye glanced at the pursuers before and after him and said, "Let's run separately. Lao Bai, you and I will go west, Master Zhang will go south. After we escape, we will meet up at Tianshu Holy City. There is a Yuelai Inn there. , whoever wants to arrive first should wait first."
"Tianshu Holy City? I understand!"
Zhang Donglu heard the words and responded. Without any further delay, he stepped on his feet and walked away quickly.
"Brother Li."
Seeing this, Bai Wangyu asked puzzledly, "Why do we agree to separate? If our combat power is scattered, wouldn't it be easy to be defeated one by one?"
"Won't."
Li Ziye shook his head, looked at the direction in which Old Man Zhang was going, and said, "Since the old man would make this suggestion, it means that he is sure to escape. This old guy is hiding very deep. With us by his side, he will not use it." Really capable.”
Having said this, Li Ziye looked at Holy Lord Yunying who was quickly chasing him in the distance, and continued, "Let's speed up, get rid of all the helpers behind Holy Lord Yunying, and then look for an opportunity to steal my sword."
"All right."
Bai Wangyu nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and followed the former to escape to the west.
Under the dark night, the two figures passed back and forth, faster and faster, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Behind them, Holy Lord Yunying noticed that the two men were escaping at a significantly faster pace, and frowned slightly.
Why did the speed of these two people suddenly become so much faster?
The night is so long.
The three of them ran away separately, and the sound of fighting sounded from time to time. However, each time it was short-lived, and the sound of fighting stopped within two or three breaths at most.
Obviously, even the heavy siege of the Twelve Temples could not stop the three of them.
As the sun rose in the east, Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu broke out of the encirclement and quickly headed west.
Holy Lord Yunying chased them all night, but was still unable to stop them.
The two of them were so slippery that they walked away as soon as they touched each other, and did not get too entangled with Holy Lord Yunying at all.
"Master Zhang seems to have escaped."
Under the morning sun, Li Ziye looked south and said.
There was no movement of fighting in the south, which meant that the old man was either cold or had successfully escaped.
Obviously, the old man didn't get cold so easily, and he must have successfully broken through.
"It's really awesome."
On the side, Bai Wangyu said with emotion, "It seems that Mr. Zhang still has a lot of hidden strength."
"Old thief, old thief, the older he gets, the more thief he becomes."
Li Ziye said, "It just so happens that I also have a secret that I don't want the old man to see. It's convenient for everyone to do it separately."
Having said this, Li Ziye took out several jade bottles containing demon blood from his arms and began to carve magic circles on the ground.
"Brother Li, is this what you want?"
Seeing this, Bai Wangyu asked in confusion.
"Set up a formation and grab my sword."
Li Ziye said while carving the magic circle, "The Holy Lord Yunying will probably catch up soon. Let's wait for her."
"What formation is this?" Bai Wangyu asked doubtfully.
"Tiangang Fuxian Formation!" Li Ziye replied.
When Bai Wangyu heard this, his expression was shocked, and he asked in disbelief, "Isn't that the formation in Brother Li's house that can only be used by the thirty-six Tiangangs?"
"I alone can stand up to thirty-six of them."
Li Ziye responded calmly, "This Tiangang Fuxian Formation does not mean that thirty-six people must be able to perform it, but that thirty-six of them are too stupid, so I can only take apart this formation."
As he spoke, Li Ziye quickly set up the formation, and not long after, a complete Tiangang Immortal Formation appeared under them.
What a coincidence.
The formation of Fu Xian had just taken shape. Under the rising sun, Holy Master Yun Ying also chased after him. He was alone and full of murderous intent.
