I have many teachers

Chapter 101 Master Ni...

Bailifeng howled for a long time, but no one agreed. Master Ni, who was still in a gray Confucian shirt behind him, rolled his eyes, crossed his hands and said:

"I said, the little lunatic is a book collector, right?"

"Let's not go to Fengzilou, what are we doing here?"

The military boy was slightly stunned, scratched his head, and said:

"right……"

The Confucian scholar gave him a slap in the face, and Baili Feng was not angry, but just scratched his head and smirked, and said, "Then let's go... After all, I have eaten with him many times."

"Reciprocity..."

Confucian scholar glanced at him, too lazy to speak.

The two of them went to the Fengzi Building, looking for Wang Anfeng, and the three of them left the Fufeng Academy together. The Confucian scholar came out of the Academy, as if he was suffocated, his eyes looked around, his face was full of intoxication, It seems that one step apart is the difference between heaven and earth.

Along the way, he was almost like a child who had never seen the outside world, yelling from time to time, causing Bai Lifeng to cover his face with his hands and sigh.

"It's embarrassing too..."

Wang Anfeng smiled lightly. He was about to arrive at the Zhao Mansion at this time. The Confucian scholars had already walked to a small stall in a few steps. Looking at the noodles on it, his eyes were slightly bright. After thinking about it, he simply took out the money from his pocket. come, said:

"Give me..."

Slightly shifting his gaze, he found a little boy beside him, looking at the stall eagerly, slightly startled, then stretched out a finger, and said:
"two."

"Okay, you have it."

The peddler quickly picked up two of them with long wooden chopsticks, wrapped them in lotus leaves and handed them over.

The Confucian scholar took it, bent down, and handed one to the little boy with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Take it."

The child looked at the man in disbelief, and the latter handed it forward again, before taking it carefully, took a small bite, and the sweetness spread in his mouth, Master Ni smiled when he saw him:
"It's delicious."

"good to eat."

"Let me tell you, just by smelling it, I know it's delicious."

The corners of Bailifeng's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the Confucian scholar's proud bragging.

Did he forget that there are still two mouths here?
After the Confucian scholar came back with a pastry, he was inevitably complained by Bailifeng along the way, but his thick skin almost surpassed the city wall of Daqin Fufeng. The running water mat set up by the mansion occupies an entire street.

The big red round table is full of people, whoever comes over, no matter what your status is, just say auspicious words to the steward, and you will be able to serve the table. Many people came.

Such arrogance made Bailifeng click his tongue, while Wang Anfeng was inexplicably reminded of the young phoenix feast years ago, feeling emotional, suddenly noticed something strange, turned his eyes to look, but found nothing, only a section of the moon The hem of the white clothes flashed across the corner of his eyes, and he didn't understand where the strange throbbing in his heart came from. Bai Lifeng had already patted him on the shoulder, saying:
"What are you still doing here?"

The military boy pouted his mouth forward, and said with a smile:
"Let's go... I didn't expect that guy to have some skills..."

Wang Anfeng was startled for a moment, then he saw the Confucian scholar walking forward, took the badge representing the master of Fufeng Academy from his waist, and showed it to the steward, the middle-aged steward's expression became more respectful, and he took a step back , raised his hand to pretense, raised his voice and said:
"Fufeng Academy, master Mr. Ni, congratulate the master on his birthday!"

"Please come in."

The Confucian scholar withdrew his waist badge and nodded slightly. Although he was unkempt, he actually looked handsome. Standing with his hands behind his back, he turned his head and gave Wang Anfeng and Wang Anfeng a wink. The latter laughed, and they The three of them were quite familiar with each other, so they naturally knew what it meant, so they followed along one left and one right.

When stepping inside, Baili Feng hesitated, helped Mo Dao behind him, and said:

"Should I leave the weapons behind?"

The manager cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"Don't worry about it, young man, just go straight in."

The voice paused, and then said quite proudly:
"My lord has practiced his magical skills to the extreme. Even if it is the real Modao team, it is difficult to hurt the master. You don't need to worry about it."

Having said this, Bailifeng just nodded and entered with the Mo Dao on his back.

The aura of wealth and honor outside is already astonishing, but when you step into the room, it is even more intense, almost rushing towards you, everyone you see has extraordinary temperament, obviously the status is not low, or there are people with knives and swords, their eyes are shining Bai Lifeng looked at a few well-known rangers with just a random glance, and felt uneasy for a moment, as if he had entered a wolf's den, his scalp exploded slightly.

Wang Anfeng had already been killed, and that experience was enough to make him look up to the so-called high-ranking officials, while the Confucian scholar was even more calm and indifferent. He just walked forward and saw a huge longevity character hanging on the top of the main hall, which was magnificently written. Very graceful, sitting below a majestic old man.

His beard and hair are white, but his face is still serious and upright, his eyes are bright, and he is sipping tea lightly, when the servant next to him said:

"Fufeng Academy, Master Ni, congratulations to the master on his [-]th birthday!"

The voice raised a bit, but it was not harsh, just enough to let the guests know that someone with some status came, without disturbing the height of Yaxing.

The old man put down the teacup, nodded slightly, and said neither salty nor weak:

"Thank you, Master, come here, sir, please rest, Master."

Hearing that a young servant came forward to lead the way, with a warm smile on his face, before he could speak, the figure of the Confucian scholar was no longer in front of his eyes, his expression was slightly startled, the Confucian scholar had appeared behind him, his steps remained unchanged, and everyone saw that there was a gray With a faint smile on the corner of Yi Rusheng's mouth, he pushed everyone away.

The old man with a calm and majestic expression frowned slightly, and said in a slightly unhappy way:

"Master, do you..."

Before the voice fell, he caught a glimpse of the familiar eyebrows and eyes, his expression suddenly became stiff, and less than a breath later, the teacup in his hand shattered, and he uttered angrily:
"It's you!!"

Everyone didn't understand why, but the vigor of the old man's body suddenly exploded, the sound of the tiger's roar was loud, his beard was furious, and nine phantoms of tigers appeared on his body, with claws and fangs poking out, head raised and roaring, there were familiar people around Withdrawing the weapon, the clanging and howling sounds of the blades sounded one after another, and the killing atmosphere filled the entire hall in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the figure of the Confucian scholar had appeared in front of the old man, with his left hand behind his back, his right hand protruding his claws, and piercing his chest. He had intensively practiced horizontal magic skills for decades, and he was called a master. Wuxian's tyrannical skill disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The Confucian scholar's slender palm easily slipped into his heart, his brows and eyes were deep, and his expression was freehand.

The fourth-rank peak powerhouse was hit through the vitals.The people who had drawn out their swords were as if a basin of ice water had been poured on their heads, and they froze in place, daring not to move any more. The nine colorful tigers around the old man's body, which represented the vigorous cultivation, screamed and shattered, and their bodies became back to their original form. He looked like an old man, with a pale complexion, and a pair of eyes looking at the Confucian scholar in front of him in disbelief.

Opening his mouth, he spat out big mouthfuls of blood foam.

"Ni, God, okay..."

"you."

The Confucian scholar's eyes were deep, and he said softly:

"20 years ago, you leveled the Whale Gang."

"There is a cripple inside, who gave me half a rotten steamed bun 35 years ago."

"Frankly speaking, that steamed bun doesn't taste good at all."

"It's really delicious..."

The old man couldn't help coughing up blood, glared at him, and said:
"The giant whale gang burned, killed, looted, killing is not a pity, the old man will do justice for the sky!"

Ni Tianxing nodded, but casually said:

"He saved my life."

"So I want to kill your family, young and old, in return for his kindness."

The old man was shocked and angry when he heard the words, and shouted angrily:
"You don't know right from wrong!!"

The Confucian scholar glanced at him and said calmly:
"Who decides what is right?"

At the time of this shocking change, everyone present was terrified, but Wang Anfeng and Bailifeng just felt at a loss in their hearts. The shameless Confucian scholars who usually quarreled with themselves at will now looked like another person. Behavior is appalling.

And it was only at this time that Wang Anfeng thought of a problem that he hadn't intended to ignore.

To be able and qualified to imprison a master in the academy for 20 years must be approved by the master of Fufeng Academy.

And the master in Fufeng Academy is well-known outside the world, and he is a master of Confucianism.

He will allow the imprisonment, maybe the righteous knight?

Master Ni...Ni, Ni.

Master Ni, master Ni.

Thinking of this, I felt a chill rising in my heart, and the Confucian scholar had already opened his mouth again, piercing Zhao Zheng's heart with one hand, standing with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely:

"A person cannot stand without faith, Ni Mo said that if you kill your blood, there will be no trace left..."

"Within a radius of a hundred miles, where Fufeng belongs, anyone with Zhao Zheng's bloodline must not move."

The voice fell lightly, and many men and women around them suddenly stiffened, as if they had changed from living human beings to mechanical puppets. Although they could not move, their eyes showed the despair of being on the verge of death, as if they knew their next situation .

Wang Anfeng's expression changed suddenly, and he said suddenly:
"stop!"

The Confucian scholar's voice paused for a moment, then fell calmly.

"Anyone with Zhao Zheng's blood will die immediately."

Those stiff-figured people lost the light in their eyes in an instant. Whether it was a high-spirited youth, a beautiful girl, a calm middle-aged man, or a graceful woman, they all turned into corpses at this moment, falling silently to death on the spot.

Wang Anfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, while Zhao Zheng's expression was even more horrified. The old man, who had fought a bloody battle all his life, seemed unable to withstand such a severe injury, his voice was hoarse and choked, and said:
"you you……"

The Confucian scholar smiled lightly, with a deep and unrestrained temperament:
"The master of Confucianism believes in the law of heaven and earth in one word."

"The second request that the old man gave me back then was to read and understand his Confucian classics."

"I finished reading and understood, so I came out."

The eyes opened slightly, revealing those deep and deep eyes:

"Come out and kill you."

The expression on the old man's face changed again and again, and in the end it seemed that all thoughts were lost. Because of his profound skill, he couldn't die immediately, so he just sneered and said:

"Gentlemen of Confucianism, Derby Tiandi, if you commit such crimes, you will lose your cultivation!"

"The old man is below, waiting for you!"

Ni Tianxing nodded and said:
"The Confucianism sect has gathered its entire world into a great way to reach the heavens. If you go astray, of course it won't work. The higher you go, the more painful you will be when you fall."

In just one sentence, the way of Confucian practice was clearly summarized, and the whip penetrated into it. Zhao Zheng was shocked, but then sneered, because the deeper he understood this truth, the more ruthless his cultivation would break down, and the more serious his rebellion, while the Confucian students Just looking at him, said calmly:
"But I've begun to forget..."

The old man's expression changed suddenly, and the Confucian scholar's face was as clear as water, and he said lightly:

"If you don't forget this principle, how can I kill you?"

"So what, kill your nine clans?"

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