The wind is gentle and gentle, the ancient road is long, behind the pine waves, among the clear dew, the clear dew washes the dust, the pine sounds are quiet, the solemn and powerful, and the vast town is long standing.

In the first passage of Haozheng, the scene is as usual, a stone table, a stack of classics, a scroll of books is fragrant with ink, and a Confucian style is accompanied by literary spirit

The man guarding the pass was wearing a fur and a handsome appearance. He held a military book in one hand and carried it behind the other, as if waiting for visitors.

After a while, the holy energy browsed the land and turned into thousands of wisps of sweet rain. The rain passed by the clouds and smoke were like curtains, the sky was like ink and water, and the rosy clouds were like silk, reflecting the coming people.

"The mountains are bright and the forests are bright and the dawn bell rings, and it is hard to hide the praises of Confucianism; I live in a leisurely manner and have nothing to do, but I am clear and clear."

The mist was rising, the clouds were simmering, and a figure appeared from far to near, in Xia Yan's sight, and behind him was a young man in a white shirt.

When they meet, the two faces are speechless, calm before the wind and rain, making the first atmosphere solemn.

The following picture, even after a thousand years, is still fresh in Zonghengzi.

At this time, Zong Hengzi, who was still in his prime, had a good first impression of this master, but the next moment he knew he was wrong.

Xia Yan turned around, looked up and down Lin Chongyang, and then said:

"What a saying, "It's a matter of nothing. If Master hadn't always sent a message, I would have thought that the position of the people in charge would have to be replaced again, right?"

As soon as you speak, it is the unique etiquette of Confucianism, and it can also be said to be the unique accent of Confucianism.

Having said that, there was no demand in his tone, nor was there any ridicule or anger.

Lin Chongyang remembered the concern from his senior brother, but his strong aggressiveness made him feel helpless, but the problem was not big.

"I can return safely this time and even make some progress. Isn't it a blessing for my senior brother?"

The formal speech method of people in Confucianism is a basic lesson in "ritual", but Lin Chongyang doesn't like red tape very much, so of course he will definitely do it.

As for Lin Chongyang's behavior of setting up steps for him and giving him enough face as soon as he spoke, Xia Yan affirmed:

"So, is that what you repay your senior brother?"

After all, they all grew up watching them, Xia Yan believed that he still knew this brat very well.

"My military skills and chess skills are taught by my senior brothers. Although I often study them, I am not as good as my senior brother. If this matter is done, I still have to bother my senior brother."

As he said that, Lin Chongyang bowed a bow, but Xia Yan was not an ordinary person. He flashed his figure and appeared in front of Zonghengzi, but did not receive this gift.

"I can't afford to take this gift. If you stay, you can leave. If you want to thank me, don't forget what you said back then."

For Xia Yan, retirement is his greatest pursuit. After all, he is almost 2,600 years old, and he can be called "older" in their generation.

After considering it from multiple aspects and angles, Zonghengzi joined Lin Chongyang's sect and returned with him to Defeng Ancient Road.

Of course, there were also Jiang Nan Chunxin and Yu Linling’s apprentice who came back together. This was an appointment in advance. Jiang Nan Chunxin wanted to help Lin Chongyang study some equipment, so he was not opposed to visiting the guests.

When Zonghengzi saw Xia Yan coming to him, he quickly suppressed the thoughts in his mind and saluted: "Zonghengzi has seen his uncle."

He could understand part of what the two said just now, but he couldn't quite understand the other part. The literal meaning and the tone of the speech were too different.

If he had not visited the ancient Defeng Road for a while, he would have thought that Confucianism would have spoken like this. In fact, for a moment, he thought that this master would have been fine if he didn't speak.

"Senior brother should have some confidence in me. After all, I have always kept my promises and will do my best."

Lin Chongyang had ordered everything he should have ordered before coming here. After arranging the people, he would resign. "The vision is not bad."

Before leaving, Xia Yan praised him, but he didn't know who he was talking about.

Lin Chongyang has put in the corresponding effort to each junior. Although his personal qualifications may vary, he has also taught everything he can, and it is worthy of giving it all.

The professor's form is relatively simple, which is equivalent to copying his personal martial arts insights. The typical hand-off manager is also in line with his personality. After all, he is someone who can entrust his disciples to others.

But no matter what, he is doing as much as possible and respecting their personal wishes.

Even if Zonghengzi joined the Confucian school, Lin Chongyang did not let him make too many changes. Even if he liked chess, he specifically found a senior brother and professor who was also good at it.

Xia Yan will also teach other essential courses by the way, and Lin Chongyang is still confident in his senior brother.

The Battle of Blood River successfully ended. Some time ago, Mu Ci was invited to Yunhai Immortal Gate for a period of exchange and study for ten thousand Jiazi.

Because of the many dark corners of the world and the exchange of interests, the name and status of the Yunhai Immortal Sect also started as expected after the Battle of Blood River. The Immortal Sect is the only one who can be seen at the moment.

Unfortunately, although the consequences of the evil heaven disaster are the same as those in the original trajectory, the process is very different.

The evil spirit sneered at the Yunhai Immortal Sect. The Tianxie Kings fought against the Nine Heavens Xuanzun again after a thousand years. Pangu Yun Whale almost crashed, and the Immortal Sect suffered heavy losses.

If Yu Xiaoyao hadn't helped him in time, the Nine Heavens Xuanzun would have been replaced by the Evil King of the Heavens. Although I don't know what the situation is now, I think I'll live one day or one day less.

If not, we wouldn't have selected the three Xuanhuang vehicles so soon, so that they could practice ten Jiazi in Yaoyao's darkness to explore the secrets of the martial arts world's heavenly aura; and then establish three great immortal dynasties to protect the inheritance of the Immortal Sect.

Since Hao Zheng Wudao left, Lin Chongyang returned to the Palace of Cixin and began to arrange the next thing.

The Three Deeds give concessions to the Immortal Sect at this critical period, including the considerations of the Three Deeds, and the next is a long period of development and remediation.

The fairy Wuming, who was far away in Lingzhou, Beihai, almost laughed out loud after receiving the news that something happened to the Yunhai Immortal Sect.

Even a while ago, I was caught off guard by the evil kings of the Heavens, and I felt much more comfortable at this moment.

Unfortunately, the blood Kun took the waste and did not play any role. He lost his trace before he even entered the suffering realm. It was probably because he was ruined.

Life is not easy, Xianzhi sighed. Fortunately, the cruel brother is likely to be unable to pay attention to him at this moment.

Although Lingzhou in Beihai was destroyed and the two souls were killed, he had expected such a thing in advance, but he did not expect that the reality was more serious than he expected.

There is no big problem, and there is still a chance to save it. He still has a lot of experimental materials.

"The Secret Realm, the Secret Realm, don't let the First Lord down.
Chapter completed!