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Xiao Yu finally understood why the Sovereign King cared so much about this sour old man who read books.

In the world of nine continents, the Daoist Path ruled over a hundred clans. However, the most deeply ingrained one had to do with the Buddhist Sangha and the Buddhist Sangha.

However, in the past hundred years, the Three Churches no longer produced any saints.

Now, the first Saint of the century had finally appeared. His book spread out for tens of thousands of miles, and his scholar's spirit enveloped the world. He was truly a great saint of the Confucianism.

When Li Heng saw Lao Kong, who had already become a saint, there was no fear in his eyes.

"If Sage Confucius really does enter the Confucian Saint, I will naturally withdraw. But when His Majesty sent me here, he sent someone to make a divination. Sage Confucius is not a true Sage. "

However, Lao Kong still had a smile on his face, "You can even tell that?"

Hearing that, the corner of Li Heng's mouth twitched, and his expression became somewhat gloomy, "It wasn't because I could tell, but because I carried out the Heavenly Sacrifice. For you, His Majesty has really put in a lot of effort. "

Lao Kong's face also became gloomy, "Heavenly Sacrifice? You actually opened your eyes for my sacrifice? Isn't the Sovereign of Southern Barbarian afraid of bringing cause and effect to Barbarian Continent? "

As he finished speaking, Lao Kong's face was also filled with anger.

"Therefore, I must bring you back. As long as you can bring you to the Barbarian Continent, any sacrifice would be worth it."

"How dare you!"

Lao Kong suddenly shouted loudly. A hundred words fell from the sky above the Wasteland as a great Buddha spouted a Buddhist chant.

"For me? "What a great 'for me, in exchange with thousands of lives of common people', I have such a great 'face'!"

The other thirty-five cavalrymen that were scattered around Lao Kong took up a defensive stance. With their spears in their hands, they conjured all kinds of mystical immortal seeds.

Li Heng also gripped his flute tightly and placed it on his lips. A slim girl dressed in green sat beside him with a zither in hand.

"Didn't Sage Kong head to the East Zhou just to borrow the Eastern Zhou luck to become a saint? Although my Southern Barbarian is known in the world as the land of the barbarians, and is known as Wu Qingwen, I have never heard of such a thing. However, the Emperor was also extremely fond of scholars. Why must Sage Confucius destroy his own sacred art here? "

Lao Kong sneered, "It's precisely because your Southern Barbarian doesn't have the slightest bit of humanity, who doesn't have seven emotions and six desires in this world? How can the people live in peace? The weak are destined to die, while the strong are destined to rule over all their life.

When Li Heng heard this, he was stunned for a moment. It was unknown what he remembered.

As for the man lying on the tree branch far away, after hearing what Lao Kong said, his eyes too shone with a strange light.

He could not help but say, "If it wasn't for the fact that our luck is lacking here, this old man would have definitely become a true Saint."

The bronze coloured woman seemed to know the man's nature and lightly rebuked, "Don't create trouble for me at this critical moment!"

The man smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is a saying in my hometown: 'One's mouth will be soft when eating others, and one's hand will be soft when holding others' hand '. "Since I've received your benefits, I will definitely not cause trouble."

The woman let out a cold snort and ignored the man's nonsense. She continued to look at the confrontation in the distance.

"You truly are worthy of being called the Great Sage for the first time in a hundred years. However, I still have something I don't understand. Do you mind answering the question?"

Li Heng sighed and said, "Even if you do not go to my Southern Barbarian, as long as you are not a saint, you still have a chance at survival.

Lao Kong was silent for a moment before asking softly, "Do you believe in karma?"

Li Heng shook his head, and Lao Kong continued to speak: "I don't believe it either, but Karma has truly appeared in front of me."

He pointed at Xiao Yu who was behind him, "When she first came to the tavern, I already understood this logic."

"So?"

"She can't die!"

Xiao Yu listened to their conversation in a daze. There was a relationship between the two of them? Wasn't this way too inconceivable?

Li Heng nodded, "How long can Sage Confucius maintain this state for?"

Lao Kong did not hide anything and bluntly said, "Two hours."

"Then there's nothing to talk about?"

"There's nothing to talk about."

When Li Heng heard Lao Kong's answer, he also blew the flute on his lips, which sounded like a hundred birds chirping together.

A desolate aura of killing intent echoed throughout the Wasteland. Lao Kong said softly, "Let's go!"

Xiao Yu instantly became alert and shouted, "Set up the formation! Break out! "

The tens of people behind him, with Mahayana Stage in front and Xiao Yu following closely behind, charged towards the east in a cone-shaped formation.

The azure-dressed woman beside Li Heng also strummed a zither, sending a wave of chilling murderous intent towards everyone.

"Drunk and ignorant of the water in the sky!"

Lao Kong reached out his hand and a monstrous river fell from the book towards Li Heng.

The sound wave collided with the river, splitting the river into two. However, the sound wave also dissipated. The river was heavy, and three man in beast clothing called out their immortal seeds to rush up, blocking off the remaining river in the air.

Xiao Yu then led the group to a crack and rushed towards it. Boom!

Li Heng coldly snorted, "Fighting against a trapped beast!"

With that said, he closed his eyes, and the flute in his mouth produced an enchanting flute tune. Xiao Yu and the rest who were about to break out of the encirclement suddenly felt that their eyelids were deep, and a feeling of drowsiness assaulted their hearts, they tried their best to resist but to no avail.

Seeing this, Lao Kong extended his hand towards Scroll.

"Clear dream to press down the stars!"

A river of stars appeared from within the scroll, and split into threads that landed on Xiao Yu's body, instantly waking him up.

Li Heng also put down the flute in his hand. He glanced at Lao Kong and shouted, "Kill!"

Since he had already torn off his pride, there was nothing more to say.

Upon hearing Li Heng's command, the thirty-six riders instantly disappeared from the back of the beasts. Xiao Yu suddenly turned his head, only to see that other than the experts in Mahayana Stage, everyone else had been killed by the blade.

In front of him, there was a group of people surrounding him.

"Kill them all for me! Including the woman. "

"How dare you!"

When Lao Kong heard Li Heng's words, he could not help but be enraged.

"Why would I not dare!" Kill! "

With that said, a few black figures had already landed behind Xiao Yu and killed everyone with one slash, not even giving them the time to react.

Xiao Yu also closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate. It seemed like they had been lucky to have exchanged more than half of their men for one of them.

At this moment, the feeling of death assaulted them, causing them to feel despair.

Suddenly, Xiao Yu felt someone holding his waist in their arms. He felt a sense of familiarity, a sense of safety.

He didn't die?

Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, only to see Lao Kong holding onto him with one hand, and wielding a big blade with the other, blood flowed down from Lao Kong's arm and onto his face.

Lao Kong lowered his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked at Xiao Yu who was in his embrace, and laughed: "Do you believe in karma?"

Hearing Lao Kong's second question, Xiao Yu's eyes glazed over as he pointed at the blood on his face and placed it in his mouth.

"Huan'er."