The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 445 The Terrifying Brown Crown [Please subscribe*Please vote monthly]

In the palace, Yan Yan naturally received the news and smiled. No one else could do this kind of thing, but if it was Taoism... then it would be normal!

The Taoist brain circuit is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. It is as wonderful as ever.

"Your Majesty, the former head of the Taoist sect, Senior Brown Guanzi, would like to see you!" Mo Ya reported in a low voice.

"Please!" Yan Yan stood up in a hurry.

Brown Guanzi is not an ordinary person. No one knows how old he is. Pang Nuan is old enough, but Brown Guanzi is still Pang Nuan's teacher. With this status and age, no one dares to neglect him.

Soon, Mo Ya respectfully invited Brown Guanzi to the School Administration Hall, which was also the highest decision-making center in Bingzhou. Its status was equivalent to that of Qinian Palace in Qin State. It was the place where Lord Bing reviewed memorials and received courtiers.

Along the way, Mo Crow looked at Brown Crown Zi very curiously.

It was completely different from the immortal spirit he had imagined.

In Mo Crow's imagination, Brown Crown Zi should be old and white-haired, needing help when traveling, or even worse, looking like a fairy drinking dew, skinny and vigorous.

"Bang~"

Mo Crow nodded, this is Brown Crown Zi, he was right.

"Poison scholar? Merge the king? Confucianism!" Brown Guanzi was also looking at Yan Yan, and then suddenly lifted up his sleeves, hit the bill with his elbow heavily, and said domineeringly, "Come on, show your wrists, let's Let’s see how much today’s young people weigh!”

This completely subverted Mo Ya's usual impression of Taoism. No one would doubt that such a person was a warrior.

"Bang~"

However, the real brown crown is completely unrecognizable as an old man who is over a hundred years old. He wears a crown full of bright bird feathers on his head, has black hair, wears gorgeous brocade clothes, and looks like he is in middle age. , the years did not seem to leave any traces on his face.

"Bang~"

Yan Yan was completely stunned. He had an arm wrestling match with an old man who was over a hundred years old, and then he was completely tortured. He couldn't even hold a breath, and he was killed instantly!

"..." Yan Yan and Mo Ya were stunned and looked at each other again. Is this really a Taoist senior? Are you sure he's not a street gangster or a military strategist?
"Bang~"

"Come again!"

The most frightening thing is that Brown Guanzi is different from any Taoist master he has ever seen. He is not as thin as a Taoist. Instead, he is very strong and has a big frame. At least Mo Ya is standing next to Brown Guanzi, and he actually wants to Looking up, it's at least about 1.9 to 2 meters.

"I've seen Senior Brown Crownzi!" Yan Yan was slightly stunned when he saw Mo Crow bringing Brown Crown Zi. His thoughts were almost the same as Mo Crow's, and his eyes asked Mo Crow if he had brought the wrong person.

Yan Yan looked at his arms in confusion and looked at Brown Crown Zi in disbelief.

"Now I believe you are a Confucian. That is why you Confucian disciples are so weak, not even as good as a centenarian!" Brown Crown said with a smile.

Mo Ya looked at Yan Yan sympathetically. He had lost all six battles, and it was a pure competition of strength. A man in his twenties actually lost to a centenarian. How embarrassing it would be if word spread!
"Senior is really over a hundred years old?" Yan Yan still didn't quite believe that he was actually tortured by a centenarian, or that it was just a competition of strength.

"What you are wondering about is not only my age, but also my identity!" "Are you thinking that I should be a fake disciple of a Taoist disciple? Or are you even thinking that I am not a Taoist at all, but a certain Taoist disciple?" You must be a former military strategist?" Brown Guanzi asked with a smile.

Yan Yan nodded, he really had this suspicion.

Then Yan Yan looked at Brown Crown Zi in shock, "Mind reading!"

Not even Long Yangjun could read his thoughts from him, but in this moment, his thoughts were actually read by the person in front of him.

Now Yan Yan believed that the person in front of him was the Taoist master Brown Guanzi.

"Your mental skills are still a bit poor, and you are too easily affected by others!" Brown Crownzi said with a smile, "From the moment you entered the door, you were impressed by my appearance and became curious and doubtful about me. But you must know that curiosity is the beginning of desire. When you have the curiosity to explore me, there will be a flaw in your state of mind. "

"Then, I fought with you at the age of a centenarian and won six games in a row, which made you have a flaw in your mentality again. While you had doubts about yourself, you also became more curious about me. This is 伱The reason why I can read your mood.”

"Wen Zheng is being taught!" Yan Yan put away his curiosity about Brown Crown Zi. He was also a master of psychology. When he found out that he had been tricked into reading Brown Crown Zi's mind, he had already thought of the reason.

He forgot that although Brown Guanzi was a hundred years old, he could hold down Chu Nan Gong and beat him violently, so naturally he could not be treated by ordinary people.

"All roads lead to the same destination. I have lived for more than a hundred years. Do you think I only know how to teach?" Brown Guanzi continued with a smile.

"There are thousands of things in the world. I have traveled around the world for hundreds of years, and I have seen countless heroes and countless scenery. I think it is Taoism, so I am Taoism, or even the immortal family. I can imitate it. What does it mean to be a mere military strategist?"

Yan Yan nodded respectfully. After all, he lacked experience. Brown Crown Zi has lived for a hundred years, so what people and scenery have he not seen before?
The most important thing in Taoism is spirituality. To be able to become the head of a Taoist sect is to be a genius. It is not easy for such a genius monster to master hundreds of schools of thought.

What's more, such a genius monster has lived for a hundred years!

"Come on, let's have another fight. After living for so many years, I have never fought against a monk from Haoran Zhengqi. Let me see what kind of power Haoran Zhengqi, a Confucian martial art that only exists in concept, has!" Brown Guanzi smiled, and with a flash of his body, he appeared at the door of the school administration hall.

Yan Yan's face looked ugly. He didn't win any fight. If he tried to fight, he didn't seem to have much chance of winning.

Mo Ya cast a helpless look. Not to mention using his cultivation, Brown Crown Zi could beat the shit out of him just by relying on strength. In this case, there is no need to protect the king. Just go ahead and kill him yourself. Exploding equipment makes no difference.

"Senior, please!" Yan Yan regained his concentration, and silver wings appeared behind him, following Brown Crown's footsteps.

"Zhongni Ten Wings? Not bad, not bad!" Brown Crown looked at the silver wings behind Yan Yan and nodded with satisfaction.

"Boom~" The battle in the palace shocked the entire Bingzhou Royal City, but Mo Ya prevented anyone from exploring.

They can't let people come in and watch their Bingjun being beaten up by a centenarian.

Bingjun can't afford to lose that person!
"Haoran, who are you fighting against?" Xunzi was surprised. He and Yan Yan were the only ones in the world who had cultivated Haoran, so he could clearly identify the opponent.

As for the other side, he couldn't see that the other side had learned too much. In just this brief confrontation, he felt the magic of the Yin Yang family, the blood of the military master, the rotation of the five elements of the Five Elements family, the four seasons of the farmer, and the influence of the famous master. Virtual reality and other visions of the masters of hundreds of schools.

(End of this chapter)