In the western suburbs of Pengcheng, there is a peach blossom forest.
Seventy-two young Confucian scholars sat in a circle, either reciting poems or playing with silk and bamboo.
There is another extremely beautiful woman, surrounded by young heroes like stars holding the moon in their arms.
If a Confucian scholar proposes a toast to her, she will also raise the Baihua Brew in her hand to drink with him.
If someone wanted to sing a poem she had just written, she would also clap her hands and cheer generously for that person.
For a time, everyone was enjoying themselves, not at all embarrassed by the serious imbalance in the ratio of men to women.
"shameless!"
Sudden.
A sarcastic but jealous voice came, interrupting everyone's joy.
An imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of Fan Yuehua's lips, and he immediately locked onto the other party's position.
Southeast direction!
An old man and a young woman. It was this woman who made the sarcastic remarks just now.
The old man took a deep look at Fan Yuehua and said in a relaxed tone: "It is true that only the ninth level of Nascent Soul Realm, Zhi'er, you are better than her."
Nangong Zhi said proudly: "I am already a first-level god. How can Fan Yuehua compare with me? Please ask the second elder to raid the formation and see if I kill her with my own hands!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw seventy-two Confucian scholars standing across from her!
Judging from their posture, they seemed to be willing to block powerful enemies for Fan Yuehua.
When the second elder saw this, he immediately spoke to persuade.
"Are you all practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism? At a glance, I can see that there are ten people who have reached the realm of spirit transformation? Such talents are far beyond what I could compare to when I was young."
"I can't bear the death of a genius. Why don't you just leave and just give the Lihuo Sect some face? Why risk your own bright future and life for this woman named Fan?"
The second elder originally thought that his words could persuade at least half of the people to retreat.
However, the seventy-two Confucian cultivators did not move at all.
The second elder said solemnly: "Are you confused? Would you rather die than retreat?"
Nangong Zhi was especially angry!
She couldn't understand, could Fan Yuehua know any sorcery that fascinated these young talents so much that they were willing to die for her?
At this time, a Confucian scholar with the fifth level of divine transformation stood up.
Upon closer inspection, I realized that he was obviously more mature than the other Confucian scholars, and he should have passed the age of being romantic and charming.
"You two don't need to waste your time. Seventy-two of us are here to wait for you two to arrive."
"What!?" The second elder was shocked.
Could it be that he was being plotted against?
impossible!
It was clearly planned by Holy Lord Blood Phoenix and the sect master to divide the troops into four groups to kill the Fan family. How come he was ambushed instead?
"Who are you? Why are you going against the Lihuo Sect?" the second elder asked in a deep voice.
"Junior Yan Yuan, these seventy-one people are all my classmates. We Confucianism cultivators respect heaven and etiquette just because you, Lihuo Sect, want to disrupt the orthodoxy of the Great Chu throne. Once the ruler is not the emperor and the minister is not the subject, the etiquette and law will always be corrupted. "
"As a Confucian scholar, I have read well and must uphold the righteousness of heaven and earth. But I have no choice but to be weak in power, so I have to use the crowd to bully the few, and rely on the number of people to keep the two of you."
The second elder was finally moved!
"Yan Yuan? Are you a direct disciple of Marquis Wenxin? Are all seventy-two of you?! Lu Cheng has always been neutral, but today you are going to oppose me, the Lihuo Sect?"
"Don't Marquis Wenxin know that there is a Holy Master of Sanskrit Pure Land behind Lihuo Sect?"
The second elder kept asking questions, but he actually understood that there was a tough battle before him!
By asking questions, he prepared to strike first.
But Yan Yuan no longer answered, but took the initiative to walk towards him.
Yan Yuan's lips moved slightly, as if he was reciting something.
At first, the second elder couldn't hear Yan Yuan's voice clearly.
But behind Yan Yuan, seventy-one Confucian cultivators also chanted in unison!
"The sage said: A gentleman is known for his righteousness, and a villain is known for his benefit."
The chanting resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and at the same time, a vast sea of clouds gathered in the originally cloudless sky, visible to the naked eye.
The sea of clouds is turquoise, as if reflecting vitality.
The second elder recognized that this was the Haoran Qi unique to Confucian cultivators, but he had never seen such a lineup of Haoran Qi sea, which probably covered the sky in a radius of more than ten miles!
The vast sea of qi suddenly shot out two beams of light, one black and one white, falling towards the two groups of people.
Fan Yuehua and Seventy-two Confucians were shrouded in white light, and their momentum suddenly increased, as if they had suddenly been promoted and their strength had greatly increased.
The second elder and Nangong Zhi were shrouded in black light, but they felt that their bodies were heavy, their spiritual energy was sluggish, and their strength was suddenly reduced!
"What...what's going on?!" Nangong Zhi said in shock.
"Is this the Confucian way of following your words!?"
The second elder came back to his senses and understood the meaning of "a gentleman means righteousness, a villain means benefit" just now.
"The sage said: Don't do good deeds because they are small, and don't do evil deeds because they are small." Yan Yuan recited another line.
Seventy-one Confucian scholars immediately chanted in unison!
The vast sea of qi regenerated and changed, and a gray beam of light fell, only falling on the second elder and Nangong Zhi.
The two of them only felt that their bodies were burdened with another weight, and their strength was once again weakened.
Yan Yuan suddenly asked: "If you two leave here and swear by the law of heaven never to be an enemy of Chu, this war can be abandoned."
"Hmph! This guy, relying on the large number of people, can temporarily suppress me in terms of momentum, but it will definitely not last long! Wait for me to kill the weaker Confucian scholars first, break the vast sea of Qi, and then destroy the descendants of Marquis Wenxin!"
The second elder calculated in his mind and still felt that he had a chance to win.
"Zhi'er, the battle plan remains unchanged! Keep an eye on Fan Yuehua, leave these rotten people to me to deal with!"
"yes!"
Nangong Zhi saw that the second elder still had the will to fight, and immediately regained her confidence.
"The divine fire burns the sky!!!"
The second elder roared, pushed forward with both hands, and the fire he created rushed towards everyone in the peach blossom forest like a huge wave.
"This attack from the Hedao realm implies that I have hundreds of years of cultivation. Let's see how you resist!"
But just as the second elder finished speaking, he saw everyone on the other side acting in unison, taking out a pill and swallowing it.
"Fire-preventing Pill!?"
The second elder was well-informed and immediately recognized the origin of the elixir.
But he didn't understand why the opposite party could get one pill of the fire-preventing pill that was expensive to refine and sell.
How much financial resources will this cost?
According to the Lihuo Sect's income and expenditure capacity, it would take a year without eating or drinking to save so many fire-preventing pills!
The elixir works extremely well!
With the vast sea of qi suppressing it in the sky, coupled with the magical effect of the elixir, the huge waves of fire burned a large peach forest in front of them to a white ground, but Fan Yuehua and the seventy-two Confucian scholars were unscathed.
"You...cheated!!!"
When Nangong Zhi saw this, her teeth itched with anger.
"You don't rely on your true abilities to fight. First you rely on the large number of people, and now you take the best elixir. Are you still shameless?"
"Hehehehe!"
Fan Yuehua spoke up at this time, with a sweet smile but a naughty and sarcastic smile.
"Where is the cheating? You are good at cultivation, and my Fan family is good at business. These fire-preventing pills were bought by my brother through serious transactions. Are they not allowed to be eaten?"
While talking, Fan Yuehua, who was originally dressed in simple and elegant clothes, actually started to put on equipment in public.
Treasures, like elixirs, are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow.
Fan Yuehua inserted a heaven-level phoenix hairpin into her bun, and wore ten heaven-level amplifying and protective jade rings on the fingers of both hands, and then heaven-level earrings and necklaces.
There were seventy-two Confucian scholars guarding him in front, and Fan Yuehua was not in a hurry at all.
By the time she was dressed, she had more than a dozen accessories on her body.
Nangong Zhi felt like her eyes were about to fall off!
"I heard that you want to challenge me to a duel?" Fan Yuehua whipped out a silver whip, but it was a heaven-level dragon tendon whip.
"What do you mean!?" Nangong Zhi was angry and jealous.
All the jewelry and equipment she wears together are not as good as one of Fan Yuehua's hairpins!
The difference in strength between the two is only one level. Under the influence of so much equipment and the awe-inspiring Qihai, it is no longer an equalization, but an exchange of strengths!
Fan Yuehua grinned and said: "According to what my second brother said, I call it redefining how wealth can rival a country."
