Zongwu: Kill the prince? !I break the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 97

"This... this breath..."

In the depths of Shangyin School Palace, inside a thatched hut.

An old man holding a bamboo slip that was popular hundreds of years ago suddenly had a little excitement in his eyes when the breeze blew into the room.

Although the talent is dull, but as the oldest existence in this Shangyin Academy other than Zhang Fuyao, he has read almost all the books in the world.

Even if there is no hope of stepping into the realm of a saint in this life, his identity is not simple.

Great scholar Li Niancang.

This is the name Zhang Fuyao personally gave to her favorite little disciple.

The meaning of flying is naturally like the legendary roc, which rises with the same wind in one day and can fly ninety thousand miles.

And Nian Cang.

It is to hope that this disciple of his can care about all the people in the world no matter what time he is.

In fact, Li Niancang has never let his teacher down. Although he does not have any talent in practice, so he cannot become a saint like Xuanyuan Jingcheng, but he is the most reasonable person in this world.

Zhang Fuyao was naturally very satisfied with this little disciple of hers, and used the luck of Shangyin Academy to protect him.

As long as Li Niancang does not leave the bamboo forest surrounding the thatched cottage, he can always enjoy the blessing of luck from the Shangyin School Palace and will not die due to aging.

This is a cage, but it is also Li Niancang's world.

For more than 700 years, he has been staying in this bamboo forest, following the teachings of his master and never leaving for half a step.

But this state of mind that has been tempered for hundreds of years, the ancient well is calm, but today there are huge waves!
Because, he felt the breath of the master!
It doesn't just refer to the unique aura of everyone, but the aura that belongs to the strongest scholar in the world.

saint!

Holy!

The strongest among the Confucian saints is the most holy.

He is not only an example of scholars in this world, but also an example of Confucian saints in this world!

Two lines of tears welled up in the old man's eyes. He supported his knees with difficulty, and tremblingly stood up from the seat.

Time cannot kill him, but it can continuously corrode his body.

At this time, the most flexible thing for this old man is his thinking. As long as the trace of fire in his heart is not extinguished, then he will still live strong and tenaciously in this world.

But the next moment.

A voice like a spring breeze appeared next to his ears: "Sir, please sit down."

It was too late to look at the figure that made the sound.

In a trance.

Li Niancang seemed to have seen at a glance the gray-haired masters pointing to a seat in the classroom with a smile more than 700 years ago.

"Nian Cang, sit down."

gentlemen……

This old man who has read mountains, rivers and lakes in the book and experienced teachers and brothers around him have left him one by one.

But at this moment, he was crying like a child, just like when the master brought him back to the academy more than 700 years ago.

……

Xu Liang'an tried his best to search for information about the old man in his memory, but he didn't find anything related to him in the original story.

This made him frown uncontrollably.

Because he felt a very pure and warm awe-inspiring righteousness from this old man, even more pure than Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Cao Changqing's awe-inspiring aura.

However, Xu Liang'an didn't feel any cultivation in him.

This weird feeling, even Xu Liang'an today, feels very stunned.

But when he subconsciously wanted to help the old man and touched his body with his hands, he was shocked to find that under his loose robe was a skinny body.

Ok……

Perhaps skinny should not be used to describe it.

But almost thin, only a skeleton is left.

"Sir, you..."

For some reason, Xu Liang'an subconsciously felt anxious.

And the next second he was startled, because he realized that his emotions were invisibly influenced by this old man, and he couldn't help but regard him as his close person.

"It's okay...it's okay..."

A voice full of laughter came from Li Niancang's mouth.

There were indeed countless trance scenes in his mind at that moment just now, but now that his heart is calm, he has also realized that the owner of that breath should be Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a new Confucian sage who has been rumored to be uproarious recently.

It's just that he didn't expect that this new Confucian sage, who had reached the realm of land gods and immortals by reading books, would have such great strength just after entering this realm.

It is indeed the existence of a saint who has achieved success in reading!

Li Niancang thought so.

"Li Niancang has seen Xuanyuan Saint." He supported his weak body and bowed slightly to Xu Liang'an.

It's just that Wei Wei's salute is not because he thinks too highly of himself, relying on the name of the first sage Zhang Fuyao's young disciple, but because this is the maximum that his current body can do.

But now the expression on Xu Liang'an's face was very exciting.

Xuan... Saint Xuanyuan?
But then he came to his senses, and a ridiculous expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Old sir, I am not that senior Xuanyuan."

"Not Xuanyuan Saint?!"

Li Niancang was amazed, the young man in front of him was not the Xuanyuan sage who became a land god by studying? !

Are Confucian sages really everywhere now?

When he thought of this, his heart was filled with relief.

Although he was able to hear some news from the outside through his symbiotic bamboo forest, the news was intermittent and incomplete.

That's why he knew about Xuanyuan Jingcheng, but he didn't know about Xu Liang'an.

"Junior Xu Liang'an, I have seen the old man."

Xu Liang'an bowed deeply to Li Niancang. Although he didn't know the specific identity of the other party, just from his strong Confucian aura and extremely old body, Xu Liang'an could roughly guess that this was a person who used Some kind of secret method to continue the existence of life.

And who is the one who can do this in the whole world, or in the Shangyin Academy, the answer is self-evident.

So Xu Liang'an can be [-]% sure that the old man in front of him must have a certain relationship with Zhang Fuyao, the first Confucian saint.

"Xu Liang'an?"

After Li Niancang heard this name, a hint of thought appeared in his old eyes.

But then he shook his head slightly, he didn't have the slightest impression of this name at all.With his way of relying on the bamboo forest to occasionally get outside news, it is already very good to know Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

"The boy is not famous at all, but I don't know that the old man is..."

After hearing Xu Liang'an's words, Li Niancang put away the smile on his face, and turned to Xu Liang'an with a solemn expression: "Li Niancang, a scholar, has met Xu Shengren."

However, Xu Liang'an did not accept this obeisance, but turned his body slightly.

Although I don't know the specific identity of this old man, with his current strength, it is not difficult to judge his physical age through just contact.

And the reason why he suddenly appeared in this bamboo forest hut was naturally because he felt a flash of pure awe-inspiring righteousness before.

(End of this chapter)