When Wen Donglai put on the latest fashionable Confucian armor, his temperament instantly changed, and his brows looked extremely light and refreshing. Anyone who saw his attire would have a feeling of being out of this world.

It seems that wearing this Confucian armor gives you an extra sense of immortality, which is really weird.

Just like its name - Confucian Tianxian.

And this was also the first feeling that this Confucian armor gave Wen Donglai.

After he put it on, this temperament became more obvious.

Before leaving the house, Wen Donglai turned around again and glanced again at the location where he had found the strange lantern, but there was still nothing there.

"It seems like it was really my misunderstanding."

"Sir, please go slowly. Welcome to visit us next time." The young shopkeeper said warmly to see the guests off.

After watching Wen Donglai leave, the lights in the store flickered on and off, and a red and blue curved phantom protruded from the wall covered with floral cloth. Its smooth body was as thick as a bucket.

"Qing'er, he actually has the same surname as you, but he is actually a human being. It's just that the Confucian armor you sold him still hides the secret of Confucian Heavenly Prison. Don't you be afraid..." The young shopkeeper sighed quietly at the curved phantom,

The pupils shrank sharply, and the black pupils shrank into a thin slit like a cat's eye.

"Hiss... To you and me, he is just a passer-by... Hiss, only when he puts it on can we be free, haha... This is his own choice... Hiss..."

The walls of the entire store began to squirm, circling around in circles. Even the rows of clothes hangers were covered with greasy squirming things. Anyone who saw it would have their scalp numb, a nerve-paralyzing vomit.

The sound also echoed in the shop.

After leaving the fabric store, Wen Dong looked back and took another look at the store. There was nothing outstanding about it, but standing at its door, he could feel a cold air.

"Strange place." Wen Donglai recorded the information on Yuxinshu. He was just an eye and ear, specializing in auxiliary work of investigating and recording. The other matters of life and death were left to the two masters.

But Xiaowen said: "It's good that I bought this dress, but I don't want to come to places like this in the future."

"Why?"

"If I'm not wrong, there must be existences in this fabric shop that belong to the six mysteries: monsters, powers, chaos, gods, and immortals. I don't know which category they are, but they are definitely not Confucian."

"How do you know?" Wen Donglai's eyes bulged, and he felt surprised and suspicious.

"I am a Confucian, and I am originally one of the six mysteries. I can't detect Confucianism from the waiter in the shop, but he is not a Confucian eccentric, so it must be one of the mysteries."

The article is eloquent, but there are flaws in its logic.

Wen Donglai was dubious and touched the clothes on his body, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Is it possible that Mystery will sell clothes these days?

"I just hope these mysteries don't harm me." He could only pray secretly, apply oil on the soles of his feet, and think about leaving here as soon as possible.

On the way back, Wen Dong came and went in a hurry, for fear of missing the opportunity.

Fortunately, the bloody red line on the earth chessboard still exists, which means that his goal is still there.

But when he handed over the ticket, he still couldn't get in.

"Why?" Wen Donglai stared directly at the black-armored guard.

"It's over, the place has been cleared." Because Wen Dong came to change into Confucian armor, the black armor guard did not recognize him for a moment and pushed him, almost staggering him with the force of the rush.

He took two steps back, his heart was struck by some kind of force, his cheeks were as hot as fire, and the black-armored guard felt as if he had been pushed onto an iron plate, and was pushed back a few steps.

"Hey, you're fighting back..." When the black-armored guard reacted, he swung the strange-shaped weapon in his hand and pointed it at Wen Donglai. He glared angrily, but was suddenly stunned.

At this time, Wen Donglai was covered in a kind of homogeneous armor from head to toe, round like an iron ball, and exuding a strange sparkling luster.

Noble, elegant, and mysterious.

And is filled with an aura of immortality.

Wen Donglai was also confused. He lowered his head and looked at his hands. At this time, he was completely surrounded by a kind of flexible and strong strange armor. At the same time, his body also exuded a sense of emptiness that had been drained of strength.

Xiao Wen also wailed in a low voice: "This Confucian scholar can actually get past me and use the power of heaven at will. He can make ten fights at once. He is really a vampire..."

Use Tianli?

You can bypass Confucianism and directly use the power of heaven. Could it be that this Confucian scholar is also a Confucian?

Wen Donglai immediately shook his head, this is impossible, there must be some misunderstanding.

Wen Dong couldn't see his condition, but with a sweeping glance, he saw that the black-armored guard in front of him no longer posed any threat.

"Yu Xinshu and Ru Tianxian have a connection between heaven and man, and the martial arts form is activated. The main core is missing, and the main function is permanently closed. The natural power is insufficient, and the secondary function is temporarily closed. The natural power consumption rate is ten Dou Tianli per quarter of an hour." Ruan Nuo Nuo.

’s voice sounded, allowing Wen Donglai to finally regain some sanity.

He found that the Yuxinshu in his arms was gone, but he could still hear its soft and sweet voice.

"Yu Xinshu, where have you been?"

"Good Lord, I have merged with Confucianism, Heaven and Immortal."

After a while of groping, he had to admit that Yu Xinshu seemed to have merged with the Confucian armor on his body, just like dew coming out of a long drought, mysteriously and unknowingly fused.

This little bitch Yu Xinshu actually abandoned him, Wen Donglai felt depressed and wanted to cry.

"What is a Confucian Heavenly Immortal? With ten battles of heavenly power in a quarter of an hour, wouldn't Xiaowen be completely sucked dry in just a few strokes?"

Wen Donglai couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiaowen who was sitting in the dilapidated Confucian mansion. His face collapsed and he shouted anxiously: "Take it off, take it off immediately."

Yu Xinshu's soft and waxy voice is very sticky: "According to Ru Tianshu's system database data, Ru Tianshu is Jiutianjia. He has been living among the people for tens of thousands of years after the abdication of Emperor Tianru. Because Emperor Tianru desires to control himself

destiny, live as long as heaven, looking for immortals everywhere

Asking for directions, I finally found the immortal among the six mysteries. The immortal among the six mysteries used his clever skills to peel off the blood and bones of thousands of scholars to create this Nine Heaven Armor. Only by attacking the Nine Heavens can the dragon remove the armor.

, so you can’t take it off, but you can choose to turn off the fighting mode.”

The soft and nutty words are full of infinite sadness.

Why is this Emperor Tianru the same as Qin Shihuang who longed for immortality?

Strip the blood and bones of thousands of scholars.

Wen Donglai had no choice but to turn off the fighting mode.

Yu Xinshu said again: "If you get this Confucian Immortal, you will gain great immortality, and you can even control your own destiny. Please be careful, a good gentleman, as a common man is not guilty of harboring a jade."

"It's immortality again!" Wen Donglai's heart almost jumped out of his throat: "I don't believe it."

"Good Lord, please look at the palms of your hands."

Wen Donglai spread his palms and looked sharply in his eyes.

I saw four characters engraved on the left palm: "Sun, Moon, Mountains and Rivers."

There are four characters engraved on the right palm: "The years have been great."

But that's not what surprised him. What surprised him was why these eight characters were Chinese characters.

Even Xiao Wen cried out in surprise: "The sun, the moon, the mountains and the rivers, the ages...how could it be Chinese characters..."

"Have other time-traveling seniors come here before?" Wen Donglai began to think wildly.

"Don't think about it." Xiaowen's voice also revealed a strong irritability.

Wen Donglai closed his palms irritably and rubbed his hands vigorously.
Chapter completed!