Senior, don’t kneel!I am really not the ancestor of the human race!

Chapter 66 Kill! ! !

Rebirth door.

A ripple wavered.

The next moment, Ye Fan's figure suddenly appeared.

See familiar surroundings.

Ye Fan clicked his tongue in surprise.

"This thing is quite fun."

【Ding!The mission is completed, please host to receive the mission reward yourself! 】

Suddenly, the system's voice came to mind.

The task is completed and can be settled!

"Receive award!"

hum!
There was a wave of fluctuation in the void.

A book made of unknown jade slowly emerged from it.

Confucianism!

The rich literary style and the simple ancient style are intertwined, making it appear more charming and ancient.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to touch.

Mind a move.

The familiar feeling of time and space pulling came immediately.

The sight before his eyes once again turned into darkness.

Wait until the surrounding environment becomes clear and you will come back to your senses.

Ye Fan's consciousness has come to the Song Dynasty again.

before.

We are still millions of Confucian scholars united as one.

It's just different than when he left.

When they came back, they had a fighting spirit in them that could make the world eclipse them!
Everything is for the purpose of sealing the Earth Demon and restoring peace to the people of the world.

"Everyone, go and get ready. In five days, the target is to suppress Didi!"

Zhou Dunyi waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!!!"

In five days, the war is coming!
Among the academy.

After returning, the great scholars did not discuss the details and tactics of the war.

Instead, he focused all his attention on Mark.

Teach him what he has not yet learned.

a few days later.

In the study, Zhou Dunyi asked Ye Fan charitably: "Fan'er, what do you think the purpose of reading and writing is for us Confucians?"

Ye Fan stood up and saluted: "We study to keep our minds upright, and we write to cultivate our moral character!"

"Yes, but not entirely!" Zhou Dunyi smiled and nodded. "Having a righteous mind means having family and country in mind, cultivating one's moral character, cultivating fearlessness, and cultivating a pure nature!"

"We scholars are mortals after all. Immortals and gods are all selfish, and mortals are even more selfish. Even so, in the face of great right and wrong and dangers to our family and country, the thought of sacrificing the small self to save the greater self should be the first to bear the brunt."

Zhang Zai on the side also nodded slowly and said with a smile: "From ancient times to the present, our country, China, has experienced thousands of disasters, but it can still survive and continue because of the spirit of countless ancestors who have sacrificed their lives."

"Each generation has its own contributions, but all of them have a common name, Huaxia!"

"This generation belongs to our generation of scholars!"

"We Chinese people are born as human beings and die as the soul of China. If we commit any crime, we will punish him!"

Dedication, fearlessness, righteousness.

Ye Fan can understand.

This kind of spirit has to be admired.

Ye Fan also admitted that his teachers are all great.

The same is true for those millions of Confucian scholars!

Faced with choices, they will also be timid, selfish and withdrawn.

But in the end, he still chose the way of sacrifice.

It is precisely because of their existence that the land of China can be stable forever.

The Chinese nation can stand firm between decline and glory and never wither.

"Fan'er, after this battle, we will lose all our strength and become mortals. Soon we will sleep forever."

Zhou Dunyi said slowly word by word.

"After us old guys leave, please protect this land of China for us!"

Done.

Zhou Guoyi, Zhang Zai, Qi Tongwen, Shao Yong, Cheng Hao and other great scholars turned to Ye Fan and bowed deeply to him.

This is their request.

Or, a last wish!

guard!Ye Fan was stunned and a little at a loss.

Not teaching?

Why did the topic suddenly become so serious?

"Fan'er, maybe this is a bit too much for you. We old guys shouldn't impose our ideas on you, but"

"I am willing!"

Ye Fan directly interrupted Zhou Dunyi.

Said word by word.

"I am also a Chinese, with Yanhuang blood flowing in my blood, and I live on the land of China! When the country is in trouble and the people are suffering, I will definitely stand up!"

Guarding is what you should do.

It is a responsibility shared by all descendants of China.

If we put it another way, selfishness.

When danger comes, there is someone tall to bear it.

But I am the tall person.

"Okay, okay, you really didn't disappoint me. You are indeed a man of great luck!"

All the great scholars burst into laughter after hearing Ye Fan's reply.

Ye Fan was stunned.

A person with great luck?
what's the situation?
Why have a bad feeling?
"Fan'er doesn't have to wonder. Although we are not as good as the sorcerers in terms of literary talent, we can spy on fate and monitor the world."

"But we also have our own means."

"Fan'er, although we don't know everything about your origins, we do know a few things. You have a great origin. After this war, we may die, but you will definitely not!"

"So, the task of protecting the land of China is none other than you!"

Ye Fan's eyelids jumped when he heard this!
A wry smile.

Sure enough, people become better with age.

There are no fools among people who have great achievements in the world!

After five days.

The war is about to start.

Outside the city of Kaifeng, there are millions of Confucian scholars, which means gods.

Civil and military officials, as well as countless people, stood and watched.

Everyone's face was filled with pride and excitement.

Beyond China, there is the northern border.

The two forces faced each other.

On one side, there are millions of Confucian scholars in the Song Dynasty.

On one side, there are dozens of remnants of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.

The earthlings were just above, looking coldly at the underground Confucian army from the sky.

"We are the supreme gods, how dare you mortals kill gods?!"

Behind the mountain god of Mount Tai, the phantom shadow of a mountain like an ancient sacred mountain stands in the void.
Its sound was as loud as thunder from the sky.

There were loud noises in the void.

"If you invade our land of China, what will happen to the gods? Have you ever seen the wrath of mortals?"

Zhou Guoyi's face was calm.

Although it stands on the earth, it gives people a feeling of standing on top of the sky.

Competing with Mount Tai is no less impressive.

"Haha, it's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous. Even that person could only expel us back then instead of erasing us."

"We are gods, immortal gods, overlooking the changes in this world and enjoying eternal life. How dare you mortals dare to challenge the power of gods?"

"kill!"

At the end of the sentence, Taishan God's voice became colder and colder.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gods took action!

Boom! ! !
Boom! ! !
It's like the stars are moving in the sky, the color of the sky and the earth is changing, the earth is shaking, the void is shaking, a large number of ripples are bursting out, immeasurable ripples are sweeping across, the stars in the sky seem to fall, and the mountains hundreds of thousands of miles away seem to be coming.

War breaks out!

Millions of Confucian scholars did not hesitate.

Each of them faced the gods as if they were holding the Heavenly Constitution in their mouths and speaking out the Dharma.

In an instant, thousands of troops and horses appeared, mythical beasts and birds soared, and countless visions swept across the sky.

Either the main battle, or the auxiliary, there are endless literary methods.

The overwhelming mysterious brilliance shines between heaven and earth.

The earth is shattered and the sky is rent.

The scale of the battle was so terrifying that even distant China felt turbulent.

(End of this chapter)