Swallow God Supreme

Chapter 3927 Great Soul Confucianism
About tens of miles away from where Qin Chen was, an old Taoist priest lay asleep among the withered yellow leaves, accompanied by the sound of snoring.

There was an empty flagon in hand, and it rolled to the side.

This person is the old drunkard!

Qin Chen didn't even care about Xiao Ping, and immediately shot at the old drunkard.

This old liar, Qin Chen had made up his mind before that if he met him again, he would definitely not let him go.

The distance of dozens of miles, at Qin Chen's speed, arrived very quickly.

The old drunkard was so drunk that he fell asleep on the ground.

Qin Chen rushed forward, picked up the drunkard old Taoist, and said angrily: "Old Taoist, it seems that the heavens can't see you, and let me find you."

With a loud drink from Qin Chen, the alcoholic old man drained away his alcohol, and the old drunkard suddenly sobered up a lot.

Opening his eyes in a daze, he saw an angry face in front of his eyes, and the old drunkard muttered 'Oops' to himself, why did he bump into him?
Qin Chen said angrily: "Old Taoist priest, I'll give you wine, I'll give you a place to live, and I'll take you all the way from Maoshan City to Darulin. When you get there, you just leave here, isn't that too much?"

The old drunkard smiled awkwardly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, you put me down first, I will explain to you slowly, and you will understand everything."

Qin Chen sneered: "Let you down, and then you ran away without a trace? I've already been fooled once, and I won't be fooled a second time."

It has to be said that this old drunkard's speed is surprisingly fast, like a fish in water, Qin Chen can't catch up at all.

So Qin Chen will definitely not let go of this hand.

"If you can't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for being rude to you." Qin Chen warned.

The old drunkard said with a smile on his face, "Listen to me explaining to you, the reason why I left first is because I can't remember many clues in this great scholar, and I need to verify them one by one."

"No, in the past few days, I have verified many clues, and I also remembered some past events about the Great Scholars."

"To be honest, I was going to find you and tell you all these clues. I didn't expect to meet him by such a coincidence. It's all fate."

Qin Chen tugged on the old drunkard's collar, and glared at him: "Don't talk about this with me, what clues did you get, tell the truth."

"You should have discovered that now, in this great Confucianism, there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and people from various sects have joined in."

"According to my inference, they should be the saints who fell in the Great Confucianism in ancient times, the 'Great Soul Saints'."

"Great Soul Sage Confucianism is a holy Confucian who has reached the 'Great Sage Realm'. In his life, he taught two disciples, both of whom were very famous in the Yu world at that time, named Yuanyang and Fanxing. "

Regarding the matter of the saint Confucianism who fell in the Great Confucianism in ancient times, the old drunkard had mentioned it to Qin Chen before, but he was not so careful.

"How can you be sure that they are here for the Great Soul Confucianism? What is it for? Inheritance? Or some treasure?" Qin Chen said.

The things left behind by a sage in the Great Sacred Realm must be quite precious.

But, how can things be so simple?
In this piece of Great Confucianism, there are not only great soul sages, but also two chess masters, as well as Dao Truth.

Even, no one dares to say whether there will be other undiscovered secrets in this great scholar forest.

"First of all, there are only a handful of people who know the clues to the truth of the Dao. Most likely, these people don't even know that there is the truth of the Dao among the scholars."

"I dare to say so. The reason is very simple. If it is really about the truth of the Dao, there will definitely be saints haunting you. You should have never encountered a saint among the great scholars, right?"

Although Qin Chen didn't know whether the old drunkard's words were true or not, but Qin Chen agreed with this inference.

This made Qin Chen slightly relieved.

In this way, the chances of winning the truth of the Dao by fishing in troubled waters will be greater.

"Secondly, the two disciples of the Great Soul Sage Confucianism, Yuan Yang and Fan Xing, are exactly the two chess masters who played against each other in the Great Confucianism."

"These two chess masters are both extremely proud disciples of the Great Soul Sage, and their achievements at that time were even higher than that of the Great Soul Sage. Because they both practice chess, and their ages and talents are similar, naturally no one is convinced. Who, tit for tat."

"Since the fall of the Great Soul Sage Confucianism, they have almost stayed in this Great Confucianism without going out. They have been playing chess all their lives, trying to decide a winner."

"The two of them have one thing in common, they are people who respect their teachers and morals, so no matter whether they come to the Great Confucianism for the sake of the Great Soul Sage, or the Yuanyang Chess Sage and Fanxing Chess Sage, they must be with the Great Soul Sage. Sages and Confucians cannot get away with it."

The old drunkard didn't know if he was sober or what, but when he spoke at this time, he didn't smile any more, but he was a little more believable.

"So, what is their purpose?" Qin Chen asked.

The old drunkard shook his head: "I'm not a roundworm in their hearts, how can I know what their purpose will be? But, according to the clues I remembered and the clues I found in the Darulin these days, they all point to a place. "

When it came to the crucial point, the drunkard old man suddenly stopped talking, and returned to his original state, looking at Qin Chen with a smile: "Is there any more wine?"

Qin Chen frowned and said, "I'm not addicted to alcohol. I don't have a place to find alcohol with you in the wilderness. Tell me quickly, what you said should be considered as paying back the money I paid for the alcohol."

The old drunkard habitually touched his hip flask, poured it into his mouth, and only poured out a few drops, and he licked his lips like a hungry wolf, showing an expression of endless aftertaste.

"Great Soul Palace."

The old drunkard spoke.

"Great Soul Mansion? Could it be related to the Great Soul Confucianism?"

"The Great Soul Palace is the former residence of the Great Soul Sage Confucianism, and it is also the place where the Great Soul Sage Confucianism fell. It can be called a third-rank inheritance relic. Of course, it is impossible to say whether there is any inheritance from him. So it should only be counted as an ordinary third-grade ruin.”

"Where is this Great Soul Mansion? For so many years, the Human Academy has controlled the Great Scholars, so why hasn't it been able to find the Great Soul Mansion?"

The drunkard old man shook his head: "The Great Soul Mansion is in Hubei Mountain. As for whether you found it or not, I think you must have found it, but finding it doesn't mean you can enter it, and being able to enter it doesn't mean you can get a chance."

"Can you get in? According to what you said, when people from these sects come to the Great Confucianism, it is very likely that they came to the Great Soul Palace, but they can't even get in. What's the use of coming?"

Qin Chen chose to believe the words of the old drunkard for the time being, and followed the clues provided by the old drunkard.

(End of this chapter)