People are fighting and breaking: Awakening Confucian Saint System at the beginning

Chapter 219 Huaishui Bamboo Pavilion, beautiful and moving

Liu Batian rubbed the latter's head and said, "Because of a special mistake back then, grandpa lost your grandma forever. Now, grandpa doesn't want you to make the same mistake again."

"Go, I will protect the sect, no one can set foot here!"

As Liu Batian's aura was released, several elders of Qingyun Sect were all dumbfounded by this amazing deterrent force.

Eight Star Fighting Saint!

how can that be!

The Supreme Emperor back then was only a five-star fighting saint, and he was still on the verge of death. Now he has broken through to the eight-star fighting saint realm. It is really incredible.

"Grandpa, your realm..."

"Hahaha, grandpa got some opportunities in the ancient Netherworld Poisonous Lake. At the same time, he felt the fighting skills displayed by that little guy many years ago, and he also awakened. Speaking of which, I have to thank that little guy."

Liu Batian chuckled. Looking at the entire eastern continent, the people he could look up to were undoubtedly not the top experts.

Back then, after Jiang Cheng took the little medical fairy into the ancient Nether Poisonous Swamp, he had a terrifying battle with the Nether Blood Wolf, and he woke up at that time.

If it weren't for Jiang Cheng, he didn't know how many suns and moons it would take to wake up in trance. Now that he woke up early, he didn't break through to the Nine-Star Fighting Saint realm.But I can also enjoy the remaining time, which is a blessing in disguise.

Liu Batian let go of Fairy Qingyun with extraordinary speed and said, "Qingrou, after so many years, are your father and your brother okay?"

Fairy Qingyun replied sadly: "My father has passed away. My younger brother has inherited the throne of the emperor of the Qingyun Empire."

After learning that his son had died, Liu Batian shook his head helplessly. It was obvious that all this was within his expectation.

His son had a weak character and was naturally incompetent. Even if his strength reached the level of fighting saint, he would still covet the enemy's back. After he left the Qingyun Empire, he had no backer, so his death was understandable.

"Qingrou, pack up and leave with that little guy in three days. I believe that your descendants will have a more exciting journey than us."

"Yeah, thank you grandpa." Fairy Qingyun paid homage, turned around and left the Qingyun Sect's main hall.

And Liu Batian also showed a meaningful smile. It seemed that he would have to try that boy's strength when the time came. He could surpass the level and kill the phosphorus-armored dragon turtle in the six-star Dou Sage realm.

He also gave Qingrou such a heaven-level weapon so carelessly. Looking at the entire Dou Qi Continent, there may not be many such strong men.

Liu Batian left all the affairs of the sect to his grandmother Qingfeng, and she still took charge of all affairs personally. He would only take action when the sect's survival was at stake, and would not interfere with anything else.

Mother-in-law Qingfeng did not dare to say anything, she could only kneel on the ground and kowtow to salute. The person in front of her was the first generation emperor of the Qingyun Empire. As a domestic servant, she could only kneel and salute respectfully.

Three days later.

Huaishui Bamboo Pavilion.

A small boat makes ripples.

There is a beautiful figure standing on the boat, with her clothes fluttering and her black hair dancing in the morning mist, like a fairy.

The boat slowly rowed out of the lotus bushes, and the mist gradually receded.

The woman is dressed in green clothes, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are full of autumn water, her green hair is like a waterfall, and her figure is graceful. Against the background of the mist of the morning light, the clear water and green lotuses, she is as beautiful as a painting, and fluttering like a fairy!
Fairy Qingyun stared tenderly at the depths of the bamboo forest in the distance, and her heart was also full of emotions.

In the bamboo pavilion in the distance, a man in white had been waiting for a long time, with a slight smile on his face.

Jiang Cheng jumped up and went directly to the boat. He looked at Fairy Qingyun holding the bamboo flute and said softly, "I didn't expect you to be so beautiful after changing your clothes."

"It's a real honor for me to be praised by Mr. Confucian Sage."

Fairy Qingyun's soft response was completely different from her previous self.The breeze blew by, carrying a bamboo leaf flying.

Jiang Cheng sat on the bow of the boat, holding his folding fan in his hand, looking at the clear water and green mountains in the distance and said:

"One look at the floating clouds on the Huai River and the mountain, and the shadow returns to the bamboo forest. This place is really a good place."

"In July, koi carps send ripples, and the wind carries pink flowers and fragrant flowers. This is also a good time."

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "That's what the girl said."

"I saw the girl holding the bamboo flute slightly, and seeing this mountain and this scene, the music couldn't help but hit my heart. I wonder if the girl can play a piece of music gracefully?"

Fairy Qingyun pursed her green lips and said, "I don't know how. I often hold this flute, mainly because that little guy made it for me personally."

"Besides, I can't recite poetry, sing, play music, calligraphy or painting, nor can I cook, wash or fold quilts. The only thing I'm good at is fighting. What do you think, are you disappointed?"

Jiang Cheng burst out laughing, "Hahahahahaha."

"In ancient times, it was said that the beauty of beauty is based on dignity, music and dance as posture, and calligraphy and painting as quality. The world uses words to evaluate the beauty of the world, which must be extraordinary."

Jiang Cheng moved his right hand slightly, and the peach blossoms in the sky were like a stormy wave, wandering through the mountains. He took off the wine gourd on his face, raised his head and drank a few big sips.

A hearty smile shows comfort.

Immediately grabbing Fairy Qingyun's little hand, the two of them soared above the clouds like giants.

Just when Jiang Cheng was about to speak, a strong gust of wind suddenly struck from the side, making the entire space tremble.

Jiang Cheng was the first to react. He opened the folding fan in his hand and immediately waved it vigorously towards the strong wind.

Boom!

The explosion suddenly sounded,

The clouds receded.

A figure appeared here.

Seeing who was coming, Fairy Qingyun hurriedly said: "Grandpa, what are you doing?!"

That's right, the person who came was none other than Liu Batian, the gun lord who had just come out of confinement not long ago.

Liu Batian stroked his mustache and said with a smile, "Of course I'm here to see what the man my granddaughter likes looks like."

Fairy Qingyun blushed slightly, lowered her head and said, "Grandpa, we haven't confirmed our relationship yet, please don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Cheng slightly cupped his hands and said, "So you are the founder of the Qingyun Empire, Mr. Liu Batian. When I saw you today, you certainly lived up to your reputation. The old man has an extraordinary demeanor and is quite the demeanor of the past."

Liu Batian narrowed his eyes, looked at Jiang Cheng in front of him and said, "He is calm and light-headed, with the appearance of an immortal. Hahaha, I didn't expect that the famous Confucian sage of the academy is actually a young junior in his twenties."

"Hehehe, it turns out that heroes come from young."

"Thank you for the compliment, senior. It's a real honor for me, junior." Jiang Cheng smiled slightly. Since he is Fairy Qingyun's grandfather, he should naturally treat him with courtesy.

Liu Batian waved his right hand, and a silver-white spear suddenly appeared in the air, and the cold air waves also surged.

(End of this chapter)