v5 Chapter 918： Today is Chongyang, it is appropriate to fight against the Fang family!

After the conversation, Chen Luo pushed Zhusheng and returned to the bamboo house with the fifth senior brother.

Xiao Aowu, who was leading his younger brother "Dragon Walking in the World", saw his father come back, casually threw the little Wuhu in his hand, and then rushed towards Chen Luo with a "owoo".

Little Wuhu: ((???|||))

The next moment, the faces of Qilin King and Yunlong Emperor changed drastically. One condensed thousands of auspicious clouds, the other turned into the shape of a hidden unicorn, and they all stepped forward. At this time, a golden light flew out of the mouth of Xiao Wuhu, turning into a golden wooden tree. The stick, emitting golden light, supports its small Wuhu.

Little Wuhu: "Wu..."

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.゛(ノ＞＜)ノ, escape~

Xiao Aowu bumped into Chen Luo firmly, and jumped into Zhusheng's arms after buffering. Chen Luo glanced at Xiao Wuhu, and the old Dragon King and Qilin King had already led a group of people to catch up. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and he reached out his hand to play Xiao Aowu to tell her not to tease her younger brother, after all, his younger brother was only born today...

But before hitting Xiao Aowu's head with his hand, the Bamboo Sage's face darkened, and a phantom green bamboo appeared behind him. Chen Luo immediately loosened his wrist, and gently squeezed Xiao Aowu's face.

"Hahaha, Xingzhu, you stay with grandpa for a while, while daddy goes to see your mother."

"Go!" Bamboo Sage said softly, and looked at Xiao Aowu with a smile on his face again, "Are you hungry? Can I take Grandpa to find my younger brother?"

Little Awow: "Aww—"

"Five!"

"Yes, master!" The fifth senior brother immediately grabbed the handle of the wheelchair and walked in the direction of "escape" in Xiaowuhu.

…

Before entering the bamboo hut, Chen Luo sensed two people in the bamboo hut who were visibly weaker.

One was Yun Siyao, who had delayed promotion due to childbirth, and the other was Fourth Senior Brother, who was carrying a teapot and pouring water for everyone.

Thinking about it carefully, among the disciples of the teacher, it is needless to say that I am a badass. The senior brother is the congenital Wenhua Qinglian, the second senior sister is the reincarnation of Suzaku conceived by the phoenix, and the third senior brother is the innate peak alien beast Bai Ze. The fifth senior brother is the last good fortune idea of ​​the legendary great witch, and the sixth senior sister is Princess Yunlong who awakened the dragon soul of the ancestor dragon...

As for Seventh Brother...

Why? Didn't the Seventh Senior Brother also come? Why didn't you see it?

At this moment, Song Tuizhi also noticed Chen Luo, and hurried out, stopped Chen Luo, with a slightly embarrassed face, and said, "Little brother, are you free? Brother, I have something to discuss with you."

Chen Luo was taken aback, but it was the first time he saw the appearance of the fourth senior brother, and he also smiled: "Fourth senior brother, if there is anything we need to discuss between you and me, you can just decide."

"No, no, I need to discuss this with you." Song Tuizhi pulled Chen Luo aside and found a secluded corner. Chen Luo looked at Song Tuizhi, but Song Tuizhi didn't speak at this time, it was the black There was a hint of red on his face.

"Fourth senior brother, if you have anything to say, just say it, the junior brother will allow anything!"

"Alas..." Song Tuizhi sighed with emotion and nodded, "Young junior brother, you are not an outsider, so... I'll just say it bluntly as a brother."

"Yeah, tell me."

"It's like this, didn't you prepare a copy of the source materials for me and others?" Song Tuizhi said without hesitation, "Can I give away the copy for my brother!"

"I'm still a little far away from thousands of miles away, but there is an opportunity, maybe I can get a copy of the source material. So I thought, the copy you gave me will be given to others for the time being, but this matter still needs to be discussed with others." You negotiate, you need to agree!"

Chen Luo looked at Song Tuizhi, and after a while, said, "Sister Li is about to become a saint too?"

The elder sister Li in Chen Luo's mouth is naturally the West King of Zhenxuan, and the white moonlight in Song Tuizhi's heart-Li Yi'an!

"En!" Song Tuizhi nodded, "She got a piece of ancient Buddha's wine during the battle of the Western Regions, got drunk into reincarnation, slept for half a month, and woke up in a clear state of mind, and the canonization is imminent."

"I'm thinking about preparing a useful canonization gift."

Listening to Song Tuizhi's words, Chen Luo remembered the previous incident about Li Yi'an.

According to intelligence, Li Yi'an broke through the Western Regions and got ten altars of Buddha's brew, but it was the "reincarnation soup" of the ancient Buddha's formula. Li Yi'an drank it all overnight and fell into reincarnation.

Half a month later, Li Yi'an woke up, cried for a long time, and wrote a new poem handed down from generation to generation—

"The wind lives in the dust, the fragrant flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, but things don't rest. I want to speak and cry first."

"I heard that spring in Shuangxi is good, and I plan to go on a light boat. I'm afraid that the light boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry many worries."

After writing this poem, throwing the pen on the ground, the avenue advances by leaps and bounds, closing thousands of miles.

But Chen Luo looked at Song Tuizhi again and sighed inwardly.

He didn't know what Li Yi'an went through when he got drunk into reincarnation, but judging from Wen Tianxiang's experience, it was probably similar to his previous life.

In the world of her previous life, Li Qingzhao did not live well in the second half of her life. After the Jingkang disaster broke out, Li Qingzhao's husband Zhao Mingcheng passed away. Zhang Ruzhou's man.

Facing Zhang Ruzhou's concern, Li Qingzhao decided to give the rest of his life to this man, but unexpectedly, the reason why Zhang Ruzhou approached Li Qingzhao was because he knew that Zhao Mingcheng was a famous epigrapher, and he guessed that Li Qingzhao must have a lot of valuables in his hands. To marry Li Qingzhao's treasures is to marry those treasures back.

In fact, most of the treasures collected by Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng were lost on the way to escape, and the rest was just a little bit, but Li Qingzhao regarded it more important than his own life.

Zhang Ruzhou, who couldn't get these treasures, tore off the mask of hypocrisy, hurled insults at Li Qingzhao, and even beat him.

At that time, the woman would be sentenced to two years in prison for reconciling her divorce, but even so, Li Qingzhao still applied for divorce without hesitation.

only…

If Li Yi'an really experienced all this in a drunken dream, at this moment, at the same time of enlightenment, his heart would have been sealed with cement.

What can I do to save my fourth senior brother!

Looking at Song Tuizhi who was a little embarrassed in front of him, Chen Luo finally showed a smiling face: "Fourth senior brother, since the treasure has been given to you, it is the property of the senior brother. Naturally, it is fine for the senior brother to deal with it as he wants."

"Then... you're welcome as a brother." Song Tuizhi smiled happily, "When you become a saint for brother and tie the knot with Yi Anxi, junior brother, you should be the first!"

Chen Luo smiled perfunctorily, quickly changed the subject, and asked, "By the way, where is Brother Qi? Didn't see anyone else..."

"Well, you're talking about Lao Qi, wait a minute..." Song Tuizhi closed his eyes, and then opened them again, but there seemed to be some changes in his eyes at this time.

"Junior Brother, are you looking for me?" Song Tuizhi asked, but the voice that came out was the voice of Zhulin Lao Qi.

Chen Luo: (#?д??)

"Senior Brother Seven?"

"That's right, it's me!" "Song Tuizhi" said, "It's inappropriate for me, my uncle, to come to this world as a young nephew, but it's too insecure that the whole world's eyes are on you. "

"So I made a discussion with my fourth brother and borrowed his body."

Chen Luo: (￣ー￣)

Is this a solution that humans can come up with?

Brother Seven is definitely not a human race!

"What's the matter?" "Song Tuizhi" continued to ask, "I've seen the Sixth Junior Sister and the little guy, it's not safe to continue in this state for too long."

Upon hearing this, Chen Luo quickly said: "The teacher just decided that Zhulin will challenge all Fang Li semi-sages!"

"Let little brother prepare a charter."

"Is it finally here?" "Song Tuizhi" nodded, "Don't worry, I've been making plans three years ago."

"There will be no surprises in this battle!"

"It's just that there is no problem over there in the church?"

…

sanctuary.

Looking at the burly old man in front of him, Han Changli sighed softly: "Yu Wuji, it's time to ask the third question."

"Why?"

The burly old man's expression suddenly changed: "Fang Li stood in front of him?"

Han Changli nodded.

"The old man remembers that Chen Luo's great way of learning the mind proposed the answer of 'mind is reason'."

"So... Once Wuji asks the third question, he will understand Chen Luo's truth..." Han Changli said calmly, "As long as the Dao of Heaven improves a little bit, he may be able to become a saint in front of the old man!"

Han Changli paused for a moment, then continued, "For the sake of justice, he endured for a long time."

"But this time, Fang Zhigu threw himself into Mantian and put Chen Luo in danger again. Wuji doesn't intend to bear it."

"As a teacher, you should protect your disciples." The burly old man nodded, "However, in case something happens during the Yuan Calamity, what about the previous escape plan..."

"It's not a big problem at the moment." Han Changli said, "For one thing, Wuji will not ruthlessly smash the opponent's small universe, and will even temporarily seal his way to prevent his reason from collapsing."

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"Secondly, martial arts are prosperous. In the next three years, there should be at least a dozen people who have ascended Wanli, which is enough to fill the number of small universes."

"In the end, Chen Luo is our only hope now. Even the old man Sheng Yun cannot let something happen to him."

"The battle of Neo-Confucianism should always come, so let's do it!"

The burly old man nodded and stood up: "Since there is a countermeasure, let's make it so. The old man will arrange for Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru to return to the sky."

"It's hard work, old Kong!" Han Changli stood up and cupped his hands.

"It's not hard..." The old man surnamed Kong waved his hand, "To be honest, the old man can't understand the crooked way of etiquette for many years..."

…

The autumn wind is bleak, sweeping the fallen leaves.

In the blink of an eye, five days have passed since Chen Luo Avenue announced the good news.

Information about the eldest son of King Shengwu continued to spread.

For this child, Zhu Sheng Yu Wuji personally gave it a name, Yunhai, nicknamed Wuhu.

Emperor Daxuan, Ye Heng, decreed that Chen Yunhai be granted the title of hereditary Sage Martial King and the rank of Lieutenant of Zhonggong School, and he was given the title of Prince with the word "Yuan" and the title of King Yuan.

In other words, if Chen Yunhai had two children in the future, he could choose one hereditary King Shengwu and the other hereditary King Yuan.

For a moment, the newly born little prince became the center of discussion in the world.

But Xiao Yuan Wang's enthusiasm has not passed yet, another heavy news directly detonated the sky.

The two half-sages Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru returned from the sky, and the bamboo forest officially invited Fang Li to fight.

Not the Fang family, but Fang Li.

Zhulin will use his own power to challenge the main branch of the Fang family, the branches of the Fang family, and the thirty-two semi-sages of the Fang family and the families behind them.

The winner seals the way of the loser.

After the Fang family was silent for a day, Fang Zhiwu announced—

challenge!

The day of the duel was arranged on the ninth day of September, the day of Double Ninth Festival!

And in such information, even the success of the Western King Li Yi'an's canonization didn't seem to attract more attention.

…

Mozhou, Fangcheng.

Since the news of the battle was sent, the people in Fangcheng have been moved to other places by the imperial court. After all, this battle is not for ordinary people to observe, and even a little aftermath may cause tragedy. People came from all directions and fell into the city.

Among them, of course, other Fang Li Bansheng and his family elites who received the message were also included.

At this time, Fang Zhiwu and Fang Zhiru are sitting in the main seats in the Fang family meeting hall, but they are not the ones who are speaking at this time, but the strongest in Fang Li's way, and the only half-sage who asks questions— Han Yiren.

"The old man has already made three agreements with the temple, and Yu Wuji has also agreed to it."

"First, Chen Luo will not summon Li Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and other book spirits beyond the semi-saint level to help!"

"Second, as long as one person withdraws from the battlefield, it will be considered a failure. That is to say, we have a large number of people and can fight wheel battles."

"Third, the order of the battle is from weak to strong. Therefore, Yu Wuji must appear at the end, so don't worry about him overwhelming everyone in front."

Speaking of this, a Fang Li half-sage gave a wry smile: "Brother Han, don't say that there are three chapters in the contract, even thirty chapters, it can't cover up that our combat power is weaker than that of the bamboo forest. This is determined by reason."

"Although there are many people waiting for me, what is the chance of winning?"

"No need to win!" Han Yiren said indifferently.

Many half saints raised their heads and looked at Han Yiren. Han Yiren said, "The holy journey is difficult. In the bamboo forest, there are dragons and phoenixes among people, but how many dragons and phoenixes are there among people?"

"Yu Wuji wants to use this battle to block Shang Fang's way of etiquette, and take this opportunity to promote his bamboo forest mind, especially Chen Luo's mind."

"He promotes their sharpness, and we only want to show the convenience of Fangli and sanctification."

"No matter how weak a half-holy is, it's still a half-holy."

"This game will be set in a hundred years. As long as the disciples who follow our way of etiquette are not cut off, the road blocked by them will be cleared sooner or later."

"This is also the meaning of this battle for us!"

Many Fangli half-sages looked at Han Yiren, feeling a sense of determination in their hearts at this moment.

They cannot win this battle.

But the battle for the Holy Dao cannot be retreated.

Even if they have problems of one kind or another, since they have reached the level of semi-saint, they will always pass the test in terms of xinxing.

Their task now is to leave behind the seeds of orthodoxy!

Let the world know that the way of etiquette has its merits!

"Senior Brother Han, Brother Tang, they are still in the future..." At this time, Fang Zhiwu looked around and said, "There are also Brother Deng, Brother Wu, Brother Song and Brother Guo..."

The saints frowned slightly when they heard the words.

What Fang Zhiwu said in his mouth was the half-sage of Fang Li Zhidao today, and he was the backbone of their line.

"I've already sent a letter..." Han Yiren said without any fluctuations in his tone, "He said that he had gone out a few days ago and has not returned. He has asked his family members to contact him quickly. They will come soon after getting the news."

At this moment, Fang Huaji appeared outside the clan council hall.

"Two patriarchs, senior semi-sages..." Fang Huaji bowed respectfully, and said, "I just got the news that the people in the bamboo forest have arrived outside our Fangcheng city, and instead of entering the city, they set up their houses on the spot."

"A group of people, led by Bamboo Sage, among the second generation of disciples, only the sixth disciple retreats, the seventh disciple guards the house, and the rest follow."

"Three generations of disciples, except for Adamo who has already traveled thousands of miles, the rest are all disciples of Chen Luo's martial arts. Xie Xiaofeng, Su Qianqian, Song Wuji, Qin Yu and others are among them."

"Are there any monsters and dragons here?" Fang Zhiwu asked.

"Going back to the ancestors, I didn't see the monsters and dragons." Fang Huaji replied.

Fang Zhiwu nodded slightly, and the rest of the half-sages breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Huaji turned and left. When he reached the atrium, he looked back at the clan hall, then at the direction of Fang Sheng's ancestral hall, and sighed.

"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival..."

…

Standing outside Fangcheng, Chen Luo looked at the towering city wall, and his eyes fell on the plaque on the gate of Fangcheng. He saw that the font was strong, and it seemed to contain a lot of truth.

"That's not Fang Sheng's words!" At this time, the fifth senior brother Wang Yusheng walked up to Chen Luo, handed Chen Luo a pot of wine, and said with a smile, "After Fang Sheng fell, the Fang family fell into chaos. Two hundred years later, A Fang family Tianjiao came out, named Fang Sidao, Jiazi asked three times, amazed the world, and re-stabilized the Fang family."

"He is also the only semi-sage of the Fang family who has reached the realm of three questions after Fang Sheng."

"There are rumors that Fang Sheng's truths went astray since he started, but this person later fell into the sky and was taboo by the venerable, so no one mentioned these remarks again."

"But this word, although many years have passed, but its meaning is still majestic and upright..." Chen Luo took a sip of wine and said, "How can a person who can write such a word distort the holy way?"

Wang Yusheng shook his head: "Who knows? Maybe he was still on the right path when he wrote this picture!"

"En." Chen Luo nodded, "Does the teacher have any instructions?"

"Yeah!" Wang Yusheng smiled, "The teacher said, if you are not filial to your grandson, you will fight tomorrow, and you don't want to dirty Fang Sheng's eyes!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Yusheng raised his hand, and a longbow appeared in his hand. Wang Yusheng succeeded in reaching the full moon, and a blue light arrow appeared on it. Immediately, Wang Yusheng closed his eyes, and the next moment, he loosened his thumb. Open it, and suddenly the blue light is like lightning, shooting into Fangcheng!

"Too much deceit!" At this time, the many semi-sages of the Fang family also naturally noticed Wang Yusheng's movements, and saw the blue light falling towards Fang Sheng's ancestral hall, and one of the semi-sages took the lead in throwing out a book of treasures , standing in front of the blue light arrow, trying to block the arrow's path, but the arrow was not affected at all, and shot directly through the treasure of the book.

"Bastard!" Immediately, several Fang Li half-sages joined forces and punched the blue light arrow at the same time. A huge shock wave rushed towards the blue light arrow. They wanted to blow the arrow away, but the arrow missed. The blue light was shining brightly, piercing through those righteous attacks again.

"This old man still doesn't believe it!" A half-sage asked furiously, and directly released his Confucianism world, covering Fang Sheng's ancestral hall.

But at the next moment, the blue light arrow pierced directly through the world of Confucianism, and finally nailed it to Fang Sheng's ancestral hall.

Afterwards, the blue light arrow disappeared into a piece of blue light, which split the space and formed a huge void crack, which directly swallowed Fang Sheng's ancestral hall.

In the blink of an eye, the original majestic and majestic Fangsheng Ancestral Hall disappeared, leaving only a deep pit half a foot high.

At this moment, Wang Yusheng's voice resounded throughout Fangcheng.

"Everyone, don't worry, with this holy arrow light lock, the ancestral hall will not drift in the void, and will still stay where it is."

"After this battle is over, the ancestral hall will be taken back!"

At this time, all the half-sages of Fang Li turned black.

This is, get off your horse!

…

One night, the time passed in a flash.

During this night, Mr. Wu, who had been keeping quiet among all the sages in the bamboo forest, suddenly broke into the sight of many people just like his arrow.

Although it is very strong to shoot through the blocking of several semi-saints with one arrow, it is not unacceptable.

But one arrow broke through the space, devoured Fang Sheng's ancestral hall, and then fixed the void?

What's happening here?

When did such a fierce man appear in the bamboo forest?

Amidst all these speculations, the time for the battle has finally arrived.

…

When the sun cast the first ray of morning light, a group of bamboo forests slowly walked into Fangcheng.

Those who are still in Fangcheng at this time are at least the cultivation base of third-rank Confucianism. Looking at the lineup in the bamboo forest, everyone can't help but gasp.

You can see that the one who straddles the sword is the blood-slaughter great scholar who made the barbarians frightened by the news, and dragged several ancestor demons by himself during the tide of the blood in the southern wilderness... No, Lang Feixian, who has now been upgraded to the blood-slaughter sword master.

Behind Immortal Lang Fei, on the left side, is Bai Xiao, an unbelievably handsome monster, Bai Ze Zu Yao, who seems to be a collection of heaven and earth spirits.

And beside Bai Xiao, followed by "Master Yi" Wang Yusheng who shocked the world with an arrow yesterday!

The three were in front, and behind them was the majestic Zhusheng Yu Wuji sitting in a wheelchair, while the person pushing him forward was dressed in red, with a beautiful face, and from time to time there were flames rising around his body.

Now the daughter of Nether, Suzaku's reincarnated half-sacred flame—Ling Chuchu!

On the left side of Ling Chuchu is the fourth child of Zhulin.

On the right side of Ling Chuchu, with his hands folded behind his head, the man with a smile on his face is the fourth Daoist in the world today, the Martial Ancestor of the Human Race, the Celestial Master of the Monster Race, and the Daxuan Sage Martial King Chen Luo Chen Dongliu!

Then again, the lineup doesn't end there.

Following them were Yishui's young disciples, the oldest one was no more than thirty years old by visual inspection!

But, who are they all!

The Buddha Lord of the Western Regions, the head of Shaolin, and the Buddha Venerable Adama who has just opened thousands of miles.

At the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, there is the Excalibur Villa, where swords are friends. It is said that the Excalibur Xie Xiaofeng is only half a step away from Wanli Road.

The martial arts fairy flower that Chen Luo spoke of was Su Qianqian, who was hailed as the number one martial arts woman in the world by Li Yi'an, who had just become a saint.

The prodigal son turned around and smashed Qin Yu, the golden body of three Great Bodhisattvas in the Five Declines Realm, with a move of "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" on the battlefield of the Western Regions.

There is also that Wudang Song Wuji who is just ten years old and can advance to Wanli at any time.

In addition, there are also a group of martial arts talents who shined in the battle of the Western Regions.

Before he knew it, what Fang Li had to face was such a big force?

This is not counting the Broken Sword Sword Master Ji Zhong, the Yaozu Yuan Bubai, the Sword Immortal Mo Yixi and others because they cannot be included in the bamboo forest.

A group of people walked to a square, which was built on the hillside, as if to surround the square.

At this time, one by one Fang Li and the Confucian scholars came out from various buildings in the mountain looked down at the bamboo forest and the crowd in the square.

At this time Song Wuji stepped out of the crowd, raised his head, and looked directly at those Fang Li masters, who were still children's voices, but used the magic power of a lion's roar, throwing the ground with a loud sound, shaking the trees on the mountains to rustle——

"There is a gap in the holy way, and there is only one way to fight!"

"Lingzhou Bamboo Forest, let's meet Fangli today!"

"Under thousands of miles, Song Wuji, the third-generation disciple of the bamboo forest, is fighting for the first time. Please ask Fang Li, seniors, for advice."

"Who dares to fight!"

…

At the same time, Mantian.

Holding the information in his hand, Fang Zhigu frowned.

"This time... I'm in trouble!"