Anti-grave robbery: scare away Jin Xiaowei at the beginning

Chapter 484 Famous scholars have died, and they avoided giving way, only my Confucianism, going forward!

Hu Bayi and the old monk faced each other and were about to leave.

But at this moment, in the sky above the head, the sound of wind and snow roared, and the faint sound of thunder was aroused, and laughter came from Nine Heavens.

"The White Emperor inherited the technique of vertical and horizontal, powerful in mediation, weak in fighting."

"The descendant of the famous Gongsun Long, the white horse is not a horse, but he has died."

"Public losers are good at calculation, good at defense, but not good at attacking."

"There are serious internal struggles among the military strategists, and the 36 Tiangangs fight on their own, so it is difficult to become a master."

"The Shi family hates to be greedy for two things, and they talk about merit and virtue, and it is difficult to make progress!"

"In today's world, the only one who can solve the predicament of the Great Xianbei Mountain is my Confucianism!"

"At the beginning, Dong Zhongshu, the teacher of the ancestors, said that it seems reasonable to depose a hundred schools of thought and only respect Confucianism! When the hundreds of schools of thought are obedient, it is the day when my Confucianism will break the situation!"

Before he finished speaking, snow waves rolled over Hu Bayi's head, and Hu Bayi couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground.

But the old lama wanted to display his supernatural powers, looked up, but joined hands and recited Amitabha.

who is coming.

Strictly speaking, those who come are not human beings.

is a car.

An ancient bronze chariot with a white and transparent horse.

On top of the chariot stood a giant man with a height of three meters, wearing a black Confucian gown, with the word "Yangming" embroidered on his heart, and Class Two, Grade Three, written on his right sleeve.

The giant man had a square nose and a wide mouth, and his voice was magnificent, "You two are really interesting, being submissive and stealing."

The strong snow waves wiped his cheeks, as if a knife had been slashed and hit Hu Bayi's face. Hu Bayi had already recognized who the sky warhorse was.

This person is none other than Boss Lu, a descendant of Lu Bushu who had met Hu Bayi several times during his trip to Xiangxi.

Lu Fengxian looked down at Hu Bayi and the old monk below, his eyes sparkling, "I'm going to fight on Xianbei Mountain this time, and I need someone to lead the way, Hu Bayi, come up and lead the way!"

Hu Bayi looked at Lu Fengxian with some reluctance.

Hu Bayi has his own ideas now, and he hasn't decided to go into the mountains yet.

But Lu Fengxian didn't give Hu Bayi a chance to react at all, he pulled the rein with his big hand, the transparent horse swooped down, and bumped into Hu Bayi face-to-face impartially, Lu Fengxian grabbed Hu Bayi's shoulder, and the chariot roared And go, soaring into the sky without a trace.

Only Lu Fengxian’s voice echoed in the distance, “Old Lama, people died for money, and birds died for food. If you are really greedy for that merit, you might as well go to the mountains and fight side by side with me. , Even if these merits are released into the Hundred Thousand Mountains, into the Sinner's Terrace, Zhanlong Village, they will not be given to you!"

Hu Bayi roared, "Bastard, put me down, believe it or not, I will summon a thunderbolt to strike you to death!"

"Haha! Summoning! Where's your Thunderbolt? When it comes to dealing with the Dao of Heaven, there is no sect that is better at fighting against the Dao of Heaven than our Confucianism! The reason why Wang Yangming is the last saint is because Wang Yangming won the Dao of Heaven in the end, you know?" I do not know!"

"You, you bastard, even if you tie up my people, you won't get my wisdom, and I won't tell you the way!"

"Cocoa can't help you!"

The old monk with a gray beard looked at Lu Fengxian's back and gritted his teeth.

The old monk looked at Zuo Qianhu who was looming beside him, "Why didn't you take action?"

Zuo Qianhu's eyes were cold, and he wiped the simple knife in his hand, "I have no grievances or enmity with Confucianism, and I don't have much relationship with Hu Bayi, why should I take action? What's more, you know who owns that car car?"

The old monk said coldly, "Whose car is important?"

Zuo Qianhu glanced at the old monk, and suddenly drew out the knife, the long knife was hunting, and he stabbed at the old monk's heart!

The old lama clasped his hands together, and with a move of the old ape holding the peach, he directly locked the long knife in his palm.

The huge impact force of the long knife dragged the old monk's body, flying hundreds of meters away out of thin air, and the old monk's forehead burst into golden cracks of Buddha's light.

Zuo Qianhu raised his hand to take back the simple knife, and walked towards the direction where the Warring States Chariot left without looking back.

The old monk's face was like gold paper, and he wanted to keep up, but within a few steps, the old monk's bones cracked, and even faster, the old monk's body turned into a puddle of mud and collapsed on the ground.

How weird and weird that scene must be.

Fangfo is a puddle of meat.

There is no bone to support the body.

The old monk gritted his teeth and spit out a few words, "The power of not being a weapon! A gentleman is not a weapon, a good gentleman is not a weapon!"

At this moment, the sound spread in all directions, not only the old lama saw it, but also the two big waves of people wandering outside the mountain, Bai Yujing's iron-faced student, Lu Shangwang Zhang Sanye, and the poor brothers of the old Jiumen Tongtian official They all came out and looked up to the sky.

The chariot rolled, wrapped in the mighty mountain snow, and rushed directly to the southwest gate of Da Xianbei Mountain.

"The Master said, the wise enjoy water, the benevolent enjoy mountains!"

"I bumped my head against a mountain today, no one can understand my happiness!"

"Hahaha!"

The snow peak on the north side of the Great Xianbei Mountain was smashed into pieces by a vast cold wind chariot. At the moment when the snow peak was cut off in half, Boss Zhou's face changed drastically and he howled, "It's not good! This man is crazy!"

Boss Zhou’s miserable howls hadn’t finished yet. From the gaps in the dilapidated snow peak, from the depths of Da Xianbei Mountain, black winds visible to the naked eye, and the dark wind whizzed out. In the dark wind, gray-blue thunder flashed faintly. , A mighty murderous aura strikes overwhelmingly.

For a while, even Zhang Xiaozhun who was standing in front of the hotel couldn't help but mutter, "It's really spectacular!"

Tie Miansheng looked up at the exploding snow peak in the distance, and murmured, "Old Lu, do you think I've seen that chariot driven by Lu Fengxian somewhere?"

King Lu Shang said, "It's very familiar, and I just saw it not long ago."

"Not long ago?" Tie Miansheng said, "Isn't this the figurine that the lord played with before? It seems to be the figure that Qin Shihuang's father gave to the lord. The Nihou Lord Chen Ping asked for a gift, and the lord took this The figure was given to Chen Ping, Chen Ping is a strict wife, so he gave the figure to his wife, does it mean that his wife has something to do with Wang Yangming's Confucianism?"

King Lu Shang hugged his shoulders and said, "I think what we should discuss now is not who is related to whom, who is the backer of whom, but to take the lead and kill all the bastards in the depths of the Snow Mountain. The third child was rescued."

King Lu Shang's words caused the people around him to nod in praise.

"Mr. Lu is right. Let's go, military commander."

"That's right, military division, what are we waiting for!"

"Let's go, military division!"

Tie Miansheng looked at the excited crowd with sparkling eyes, "Start work! The third master borrowed your mount!"

The third master threw the long-faced arhat cat out of his arms after listening to the sound.

The Luohan cat wagged its tail and cursed, "I am your adoptive father, do you want to ride your father to fight?"

Zhang Xiaozhu raised his hand in embarrassment and pulled Luo Han Mao back, "I'm used to losing it! Three legs, come out to work!"

Black clouds rolled in the sky, and in the dark clouds, a three-legged dragon looked down at its body. The dragon roared and roared, and several people around jumped up one after another, stepping on the backs of the three legs.

Xia Dongqing was completely dumbfounded. Looking at the dragon soaring in the sky, she murmured, "Here, are there really dragons in this world?"

"Nonsense!" Official Zhao is obviously well-informed. "Dragon is just a very basic beast. You will see more beasts in the future, such as the nine sons of the real dragon and the wild beast. Let's go now!"

Boss Zhou said from the side, "Lao Zhao give me a hand!"

Zhao Li said unhappily, "Why are you going? You are guarding your hotel here. If we can't do it, you have to call for reinforcements in time. Xia Dongqing is gone!"

Zhao Li grabbed Xia Dongqing and jumped onto the Jiaolong.

The [-]-meter-long body of Jiaolong swayed slightly, and roared away in the direction of the Confucian chariot.

Boss Zhou looked at the disappearing dragon, and then at the meteorological observation station on the opposite side of the mountain. There was no sound response from that place for a long time, as if the people at the old nine gates didn't hear Lu Fengxian's shout.

Boss Zhou frowned and walked in that direction, wanting to check the situation.

(End of this chapter)