"Huh?" Chen Luo looked at the gourd in Xiao Qi's hand and was a little surprised.
Xiaoqi, do you have a gourd?
Xiao Qi held the treasure gourd in both hands and shook it vigorously. The familiar power of luck flew out of the treasure gourd and rushed directly into Chen Luo's body.
Chen Luo was excited and felt that the luck in the treasure gourd was absorbed by him.
"Luck gourd?" Chen Luo's eyes lit up and he quickly picked up Xiao Qi, "Xiao Qi, how did you do it?"
Xiao Qi scratched his head and said: "I don't know, I just feel like there is something in the gourd. But it seems that this thing is only useful to grandpa."
"Only useful to me?" Chen Luo was stunned. Is it an exclusive treasure? At this moment, the back of Chen Luo's left hand suddenly lit up. Only then did Chen Luo discover that there was an ancient tree pattern on the back of his left hand, which was similar to the willow leaf pattern on his right hand.
"This is... the ancient tree of Cangyun!" Chen Luo instantly recognized the appearance of the ancient tree.
Could this be Wang Bo's gift to himself?
The reason why Xiao Qi was allowed to get that kind of seed was because Xiao Qi also became a demon from grass and trees, so he could absorb it?
Chen Luo had a rough guess in his mind, but he could ask Wang Bo again if he had the chance.
However, if Xiao Qi really inherited part of the abilities of the Cangyun Ancient Tree, wouldn't he make a lot of money?
The ancestor of Xianhu said last time that because it was Chen Luo who successfully granted them gods, in the eyes of the Calabash Girl, Chen Luo is more like a blood relative.
To use an inappropriate metaphor, for the little Calabash kid, Chen Luo is more like the hometown where he grew up, while the Xian Calabash ancestor is a bit like his ancestral home.
"Xiao Qi, can you continue to release your luck?" Chen Luo asked quickly.
Xiao Qi frowned and shook his head: "Xiao Qi can't let go."
Chen Luo fell into deep thought: "Could it be that if Xiao Qi also starts practicing, the treasure gourd will generate more luck?"
At this time, Xiao Qi suddenly blinked: "But Xiao Qi thinks that if there is something shiny, it can continue to emit a fragrant smell."
"Sparkly things?" Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, poured out some gold and silver jewelry from the storage order, and asked, "Are these?"
Xiao Qi shook his head: "No, it's the glitter made by grandpa using green leaves."
Chen Luo reacted: "Tiandao Crystal?"
Chen Luo quickly took out a Tiandao crystal, which was condensed and about the size of a soybean, and handed it to Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi shook the gourd, and suddenly the small crystal of heaven flew into the treasure gourd. After a moment, the treasure gourd released a stream of luck.
"So much?" Chen Luo was stunned for a moment. This little luck couldn't even be exchanged for a piece of "Fan Jin passed the examination".
"Try again!" Chen Luo thought in his mind and took out another complete Tiandao Crystal from the storage order. This was not the middle-grade Tiandao Crystal dropped by the crystal demon, but from the storage bags of those Gu gates. The low-grade Tiandao Crystal found.
One has a market value of one million taels of silver.
"Give it a try!" Chen Luo threw up the complete Heavenly Dao Crystal and it was quickly absorbed by the treasure gourd. After a moment, a stream of luck flew out from the treasure gourd and condensed into a ball.
Chen Luo: (?_?)
That's it?
One million taels! That's it?
Chen Luo sensed it and could barely redeem half of "Du Shiniang"!
That’s one million taels!
Then I thought about my luck in redeeming the "Sentimental Swordsman's Ruthless Sword"...
hehe.
Who has Tiandao stone veins?
I really want to go and grab a shot.
Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Luo's eyes suddenly fell on Ye Dafu.
Ye Dafu seemed to have had some kind of nightmare, he hugged himself quickly and murmured: "No, it's all mine, it's all mine..."
At this moment, Song Tuizhi's voice sounded in Chen Luo's ears.
"Junior brother, come here. I have something to tell you."
Chen Luo was stunned, quickly raised his legs to avoid the three fools on the ground, opened the door and walked out.
…
Tens of thousands of miles away, a sturdy figure stood under the wild sky, looking in the direction of the Great Wall of Humanity's Righteousness.
A rickety old woman with strange patterns on her face came over on crutches.
"Ta Gu, there is bad news coming from Golden Tent City." The old woman said softly.
The barbarian man named Tagu let out a long sigh: "Did my Albisha and Dilier both die in the crystal demon realm?"
The old woman nodded: "The secret of Yun Ling was discovered by the human race. Yun Ling has returned to the human race."
Tagu was silent.
The old woman continued: "The person who stole the Luck Chart has been identified, and it can be determined that he is the same person who massacred Hagel's tribe a month ago."
"The divination in the Mantian Palace revealed that it is the human race's blood-slaying great Confucian Lang Feixian."
"The human race that welcomes back the Luck Spirit is also related to Lang Feixian."
"It's Chen Luo, the new disciple of the Bamboo Sage of the human race!"
There was no reaction on Tagu's face, he just nodded slightly.
"Ben Khan knows."
The old woman looked at him, shook her head slightly, turned around and left, but her gentle words stayed where she was.
"You've done enough. If it hurts, just say it. Agum!"
…
"What, Confucianism is heartbroken?" Chen Luo looked shocked. He was about to discuss with his fourth senior brother who should steal the Tiandao Crystal, when he learned about Ji Zhong's situation.
Song Tuizhi nodded: "According to the investigation by King Xi and I, Ji Zhong should have used the great magical power of Confucianism to cause Confucianism's heart to be broken."
Chen Luo opened his mouth and almost didn't make a sound. He opened his mouth again and asked: "Well... what will happen if the Confucian heart is broken? Can it be repaired?"
"As long as it can be repaired, any condition will do!"
Song Tuizhi couldn't bear to see Chen Luo's nervous look, but he still said: "After the Confucian heart is broken, it cannot bear a trace of awe-inspiring righteousness. Likewise, it is impossible to condense the Taoist will and the golden body. In other words, it is different from ordinary people." Everyone is the same.”
"Unless Confucius is alive, no one and no treasure can reunite the broken Confucian heart."
"Even if the master forcibly reshapes Ji Zhong's Confucianism at a great cost, the most he can do is support Ji Zhong to reach the state of poetry. Once he breaks through, the Confucianism will still be broken by the impact of righteousness."
Chen Luo felt his heart being hit by a heavy hammer, and he pulled up a chair and sat down.
When Ji Zhong was fighting hard, it was when he came into contact with the Dream Order and learned the truth about the tragedy in the Crystal Demon Realm two hundred years ago.
"But Ji Zhong can still follow your mortal martial arts." Song Tuizhi said.
Chen Luo frowned slightly.
Is this the point?
No, he had long known that Ji Zhong was also very talented in martial arts, but he never suggested that Ji Zhong switch to martial arts because Ji Zhong was also a Confucian genius.
As the master of martial arts, he still has to face two hurdles of six thousand miles and nine thousand miles, as well as the thousand-mile road to becoming a saint after nine thousand miles. What is the future of martial arts? Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Chen Luo is confident , but cannot make any promises.
Ji Zhong cut off the Confucian path for himself. Could he just cover it up by saying that he could turn to martial arts anyway?
This is impossible!
This feud is finally settled.
He and Fang Xiujie had no grudges in the past and had no grudges in recent times. It was impossible for him to deal with him in vain.
He is the person from the Fang family who covets Wen Xin.
Chen Luo clenched his fists, but his voice calmed down: "Brother, I want to know about the Fang family."
Song Tuizhi looked at Chen Luo's performance, nodded slightly, waved his hand, and a wave of righteousness enveloped the two of them.
"When Daxuan mentions the Fang family, he mainly refers to the Fang family in Mozhou."
"Two thousand years ago, Fang Sheng, the leader of the Fang family, founded the study of principles and principles, which is known as Neo-Confucianism."
"At the beginning of Neo-Confucianism, we unified the teachings of the sages, absorbed the essence of Confucianism, regarded the way of heaven as the principle and praised the good, and bestowed the good on the human world as the gift. Therefore, we relied on the principles of heaven to investigate things, and sought the truth to achieve knowledge."
"Pursue to follow your heart's desires without exceeding the rules, and unite reason and desire."
"Because of this way, Fang Sheng crossed the realm of semi-saint in one fell swoop. The barbarians launched a holy war to prevent Fang Sheng from becoming the fifth human saint after Confucius, Mencius, Yanzi and Zengzi."
"In this battle, Fang Sheng was dragged into the collapse of the world by three priests of the Mantian Temple, and returned together with the source of the collapse of the world."
"Although the human race is victorious, it is especially defeated."
"After Fang Sheng's death, Neo-Confucianism still exists. The Fang family is still one of the pillars of our human race."
"But the change came from the destruction of the previous dynasty, the barbarians took over the vast land of the Divine Continent, and the way of heaven changed. The barbarians directly used the power of the barbarians to eliminate part of the essence of Neo-Confucianism."
"Although the members of the Fang family later replenished the list, in Master's view, it was paradoxical. They emphasized the courtesy of the mouth and despised the people of the world."
"This is also true. Although the Fang family has even produced half-saints, no one can go further."
"Master said that the Fang family's current holy path is crooked."
"Extremely corrupt."
Chen Luo nodded slightly, probably understanding what the Fang family in this world cultivates——
The etiquette of cannibalism!
Song Tuizhi continued: "This is the origin of the Fang family. I will tell you about the Fang family again."
"The Fang family is divided into the direct line and the collateral line. People say that there are five saints in one family, but in fact it is the direct line and the collateral line combined."
"Among them, there are three semi-saints in the master's family, Fang Zhiru, Fang Zhiwu, and Fang Zhibi."
"There are two collaterals, Fang Zhishan and Fang Huayu."
"In addition, there are dozens of great scholars and hundreds of masters."
"There are countless human relationships and master-disciple relationships involved."
"In the clan annals, the Kong family is ranked first, the Daxuan royal family's Ye family is ranked third, and the second place is the Mozhou Fang family!"
"If my guess is correct, the person behind Fang Xiujie is one of the Half-Saints of the main family - Fang Zhiru."
Chen Luo frowned slightly.
Are semi-saints involved?
Seeing Chen Luo's expression, Song Tuizhi couldn't bear it, and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder: "Junior brother, if you want to say who is least afraid of Fang in the world, then I, Zhulin, will be second. No one dares to say first."
"Master killed Fang's half-saint before."
"Our senior fellow apprentices killed Fang's great scholar."
"If you want to go to Fang's for a walk now, senior brother will go with you!"
Chen Luo shook his head slightly: "Senior brother, Xiao Ji's grudge has nothing to do with Zhulin."
"One day, I will personally say this for Xiaoji."
"I can't knock on the door now, but I can always collect some interest."
A trace of doubt flashed across Song Tuizhi's face: "Interest?"
Chen Luo blinked and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Fourth Senior Brother, if the Fang family is so big, he must have many heirs!"
Song Tuizhi nodded: "About tens of thousands."
Chen Luo stood up and walked out of the area enveloped by righteousness.
"The Fang family seems to have forgotten that I am the master of martial arts!"
Chen Luo bit his finger and wrote in the air——
"Fang Xiujie wants to murder the master of martial arts. From now on, the Fang family in Mozhou will not be tolerated by martial arts!"
In an instant, the martial arts in the dark shook, and light spots were bounced out by the martial arts.
Song Tuizhi was stunned: Do you call this interest?
Among the hundreds of thousands of descendants, there will definitely be no more than 10,000 people who are truly gifted in reading, or even less than 5,000 people.
Did you directly ban the Fang family martial arts?
The majestic master of martial arts, such a petty spirit——
They are the seeds of my bamboo forest!
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