Chapter 284 Entering the Courtyard!

Chapter 284 Entering the Courtyard!

"Scary!" The young Taoist priest gasped. He knew that these were not ordinary words, but the words of a saint, which contained the ultimate truth between heaven and earth. It was even more terrifying. At this time, he could already confirm Jian Qingzhu's true character. .

"The boat is going to capsize!"

The old farmer's soul was trembling. He clearly had the cultivation of a quasi-emperor at this time, but under this series of combinations, he was beaten without the ability to fight back.

"puff!"

He felt the cracks in his body.

The injuries are spreading.

But couldn't fight back.

I can't even control my body.

"Terrible!" The Palace Master of Huangtian Palace was also amazed. The old farmer's cultivation at the quasi-emperor level was actually tortured to pieces by Jian Qingzhu alone. He didn't even have the ability to resist. He couldn't help but look at the young Taoist priest Wang Ye. He is also a figure in the top ten of the saint list. Can he do this?

Wang Ye was calm and calm on the outside, but he was scolding his mother in his heart. Which cultivator could have such a monster as Confucianism? He was simply not a human being. Even if he grew up to be as strong as Jian Qingzhu in the future, he would not be able to completely abuse him so easily. The opponent's confidence, Confucianism beats people up, a whole set of combos to hit you on the head, and people beat you up as Muggles, it's completely unreasonable.

"Pfft!"

But the old farmer is not a real weakling. After he broke free with his quasi-emperor level cultivation, he was already covered in blood. When he focused on Jian Qingzhu, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was about to turn into a stream of light and rush towards him. Fighting with each other, this group of talkative Confucian scholars kept their mouths away. As long as they got close, they couldn't kill them in an instant.

Jian Qingzhu frowned slightly and spoke faster: "Back thirty miles!"

"call out!"

The old farmer appeared dozens of miles away covered in blood.

The corner of Chu Xun's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the old farmer with pity. It was so miserable for a quasi-emperor. He was just about to fight back after being beaten, but he was driven dozens of miles away with just one sentence. How could this be fun?

"Ahhhhh!"

The old farmer went crazy, the energy and blood in his body were burning crazily, the wrinkled skin on his face began to shrink, and his back was straightening to return to the peak state of his youth. He vowed to kill this person to avenge his shame.

"You are not allowed to regain your youth!" Jian Qingzhu said in a light tone.

"puff!"

It was as if the old farmer who was hit with a stick was going to be a Muggle, and the forcibly burning essence and blood was suppressed so hard. At this time, the old farmer's hair was gray, and his eyes burst into scarlet eyes. He had never chosen someone to devour him. He was so angry that he roared in a low voice: "Young man, do you think you can follow Confucian principles?"

"The sage says: Speak no words!"

Jian Qingzhu spoke.

"Woooooo!"

Not a single word came out.

It’s so frustrating!

Lisheng.

King Ye.

The Palace Master of Huangtian Palace and the others didn't know why. This was a very serious matter, but they wanted to laugh at this moment. They just felt that the other party was unprecedentedly aggrieved. If this was told to the outside world, no one would dare to believe it. A quasi-emperor was tortured with blood. Like this?

"Just follow your words!"

"borrow!"

"Confucian Emperor...!"

Jian Qingzhu stood there with a solemn expression. As the words slowly uttered from his mouth, the old farmer who was full of murderous intentions was about to explode. He stared at the latter, with thousands of panic in his heart, and he couldn't help but roar. : "How dare you!"

Borrow the heroic soul of Confucian Emperor!

He thought of these words from Jian Qingzhu's spoken language, and had no doubt that he could really do it. This is the tomb of the Confucian Emperor, where the real Confucian Emperor is buried and he has not been dead for many years. Ninety-nine percent of them It may be summoned, although the price afterwards is not something this young man can bear, but if he insists on summoning it, he will definitely die.

In this case.

He was horrified.

"call out!"

A big hand grabs it.

The entire courtyard wanted to be uprooted directly, but a mysterious light came on to prevent it. The old farmer had no choice but to do the next best thing and caught the phoenix cub, the real dragon loach, and instantly escaped into the depths of the tomb to avoid this group of people. People just think that guy is a monster, and he dares to summon the heroic spirit of the Confucian Emperor here.

Jian Qingzhu's eyes stretched out with the arrogance of a scholar, and he promised to spit out the next few words: "Borrow Emperor Confucianism to give me a blank piece of paper!"

"Bo!"

A piece of white paper fell lightly into the palm of my hand.

Wang Ye also calmed down his nervousness. He couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead. He looked at this guy and cursed: "Damn it, did you really want to be serious just now?"

Summon the heroic spirit of Confucian Emperor.

Anyone can do this?

Jian Qingzhu smiled and said nothing, but said: "Let's go, use this time to search for any opportunities. I'm afraid the real guardian of the imperial mausoleum will be provoked later!"

"Um?"

Lisheng's heart trembled slightly and he couldn't help but look up.

"A servant!" Jian Qingzhu said softly. At first, he thought that this old servant was the guardian of the imperial mausoleum, but after the fight, he knew that this guy was definitely not. He just relied on the unique short-term burst of quasi-emperor realm cultivation here, and a continuous How could someone who was not a true quasi-emperor be the guardian of the imperial mausoleum?

The young Taoist priest also nodded. He also noticed clues in the fight just now. Although the old farmer broke out into the quasi-emperor realm, his understanding of this realm was very shallow. He was not like a real quasi-emperor. This is why Jian Qingzhu could do it alone. The reason for dealing with it easily, but also from this side, we can see the horror of Jian Qingzhu. No matter how bad the old farmer is, he is still a short-lived quasi-emperor but he suffered a big loss at his hands.

"So strong!" Chu Xun also said softly. Whether the old farmer was a servant or the guardian of the mausoleum, he showed them the terrifying side of Jian Qingzhu. It is no wonder that he dared to break into the forbidden area alone.

"pity!"

"A true dragon cub."

"Phoenix Cub!"

"They were all captured by his big hands!"

The young Taoist King also expressed his sighs. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he felt the rich charm of the real dragon and phoenix. There were still residues of feeding on the ground. It was a pity that the divine beasts were taken away. Fortunately, there were still emperors in the courtyard where the Confucian Emperor once lived. Yun, practicing here will yield unexpected gains.

"Where is a piece of great medicine!" Li Sheng looked at a corner of the yard in surprise. Many rare and rare great medicines were cultivated there, and any one of them was of immeasurable value.

Jian Qingzhu closed his eyes slightly, his scholarly spirit overflowing. He felt the rich Confucian tradition here. As he opened his eyes, he said happily: "This place is of great use to me!"

He stepped forward and saw an inscription not far away, which was carved by Emperor Confucian himself. Every character on it was fascinating to the latter, showing joy.

"Is that the Imperial Law there?" Li Sheng looked at it.

"uncertain!"

The Palace Master of Huangtian Palace shook his head. The inscription may have been written casually by Emperor Confucianism. It was of little use to them, but to Jian Qingzhu, it was like a treasure that could not be ignored. They could not ignore it. To disturb and find your own opportunities.

The master of the Huangtian Palace took a few steps forward and came to a stone group meditation place, and said softly: "Emperor Confucianism once sat cross-legged here to practice. It contains the remnants of the supreme Taoism. There is even a chance of realizing the Tao of Emperor Confucianism back then. I You have to practice here!”

"There are also residual Taoist rhymes here, practice induction first, and pick those great medicines later!" Wang Ye followed suit. He also found a place to practice and couldn't wait to practice; for Chu Xun, too However, his inheritance is not even as good as Jian Qingzhu and the young Taoist priest, which is also extremely precious to him.