Chapter 1974： Confucian School

Ye Hong spit out her tongue playfully, and then whispered: "Yes!"

At the same time, the courtyard door opened silently, and the old voice inside said: "Dear guest, please come in!"

Xue An smiled slightly and walked inside.

After entering the door, you are faced with an exquisite shadow wall on which a couplet is written in the pen and ink of dragons and phoenixes.

The sky is healthy, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement.

The topography is Kun, and the gentleman carries his virtues.

Turning around the shadow wall is a small courtyard.

A pomegranate tree was planted in the middle of the courtyard. A stone table was placed under the tree. Next to the table was a gray-haired old man. He was thinking hard about the chess game on the stone table. Even Xue An came in. Did not look up.

Xue An did not speak either, but went straight to the table.

The chess game on the stone table is an endgame, the black and white twins have been fighting to the last moment, and the white is already in danger.

Xue An stood silently watching.

After a while, the old man raised his head and smiled at Xue An, "Do you know chess?"

"It's okay, just understand a little!"

With that said, a chess piece floated out of thin air in the white chess box on the table, and then lightly landed on the chessboard.

When a child fell, the situation on the chessboard changed drastically.

Baizi, who was still in precarious situation, instantly turned against the guest, and faintly formed a dragon, strangling the sunspot.

Seeing this scene, the old man was shocked. After staring at the chessboard for a while, he raised his head and looked at Xue An with amazement. For a while, he didn't know what to say.

Xue An smiled faintly, and then said slowly: "I really want to know what is going on in this world, and even makes you need to hide in the dunya."

Following the voice, Xue An's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his whole body exuded awe-inspiring power.

The old man was taken aback for a moment. Even if he thought of something, his excited whole person began to tremble.

"You...you are..."

Xue An nodded, "Yes, I am Xue An!"

As soon as this remark came out, the old man Huo Cao started up and turned over the stone table in front of him, but he didn't pay attention to it at all. He thumped and fell to his knees, knocked his head repeatedly, and said bitterly.

"Ye Ming, the second-generation disciple of the academy, has met Master Patriarch!"

Xue An accepted the worship calmly, and then said lightly: "Get up."

Ye Ming stood up trembling, his face still full of excitement.

"You are a second-generation disciple of the academy, who is your teacher?"

"Master Huizu, the disciple's teacher is Ouyang Xiaoman!"

"Ouyang Xiaoman?" Xue An was startled slightly, and then smiled, "I didn't expect that the little girl at the time was also a teacher!"

"Then I ask you, you are originally a disciple of Haoran Academy, why do you hide here incognito?"

At this moment, Ye Ming was simply frightened, and even felt like he was dreaming.

Because he never expected that the ancestor who founded the academy by himself would suddenly appear in front of him.

After hearing Xue An's question, his tears fell sternly, and then he bowed to the ground again.

"Master Patriarch, please save my mentor!"

Xue An raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter? Don't cry, let's go into details!"

"Yes!"

Next, Ye Ming recounted what happened.

It turned out that Xue An came to this planet unintentionally back then. At that time, the state of the planet was very bad and it was almost exhausted.

The aborigines on the planet even attacked each other, bleeding thousands of miles at every turn, just like a **** on earth.

Xue An was moved with compassion, and at the same time, he also established Haoran Academy to prove a conjecture in his heart, and transformed the Chinese Confucian classics into practice methods and taught them.

This Ouyang Xiaoman worshipped under Xue Anmen at that time.

This was his unintentional act, and he left shortly after founding the academy.

Unexpectedly, this academy would carry forward the discipline Xue An left behind.

Although this planet doesn't have much aura, because this Confucian school doesn't need a lot of aura, as long as you can cultivate a breath of righteousness in your chest, you can display all kinds of magical effects.

So soon this Haoran Academy became the well-deserved No. 1 Immortal Sect in this world, the holy land in the minds of countless people.

If it continued to develop in this way, it would have been a happy thing for everyone.

Unexpectedly, things quickly changed.

A foreign monk who accidentally landed on this planet fell into a coma at the gate of the college because of serious injuries.

At that time, the people in the academy found out and hurried to treat him, and finally he got rid of the danger and turned the danger into peace.

Speaking of this, Ye Ming said bitterly: "Master Patriarch, at that time, this monk called himself Jing Haomiao after waking up. He was a casual cultivator. This time he was in trouble because he got a treasure by chance. Chased by the enemy."

"At that time, he knelt down on the ground crying, and kept saying that he would repay the great kindness of the college to him. We all believed it at the time, and even kindly put it under the door, but he never expected that this person was a man. People with human faces and beast hearts."

"At that time, he worshipped Da Shanchang's school with sweet words and began to practice the Confucian school you left behind. In the first few years, he had nothing to do with him, and because of his rapid progress, he soon became the first disciple of the academy. "

"Until one day..." An angry fire flickered in Ye Ming's eyes. "He suddenly took an attack and severely injured the unsuspecting Dashanchang, and then tied it up with several cave masters of the Trick Academy. , Seized the power of the academy."

"We didn't know until then that this Jing Haomiao was not a casual cultivator at all, but an evil cultivator!"

Upon hearing this, Xue An raised his eyebrows slightly, "Xie Xiu?"

"Yes! It's an evil cultivator!" Ye Ming nodded heavily A cold light flashed in Xue An's eyes.

Since ancient times, there are righteous and evil, and the heavens are no exception.

Although it shows that the decent monks of the heavens have the absolute upper hand, in fact these evil cultivations are like tarsus maggots, and they will never be eliminated.

And under the indulgence of many sects deliberately or unintentionally, the power of evil cultivators over the years is growing.

"Go on!" Xue An continued.

"Yes! This Jing Haomiao visited Haoran Academy carefully designed by him in advance, in order to seize the few volumes of scripture you left behind, but under the great protection of Dashanchang and several cave masters, he He did not succeed, but because he had already held the seal of Haoran Academy in his hands, and under actual control of the Academy, he began to persecute the brothers in the Academy madly!"

Speaking of this, Ye Ming had tears in his eyes, "My mentor was arrested by him at that time, but I escaped by chance, and then hid in this city, hiding my name and dare not reveal my identity! "