The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"Stop guessing, all of you, the autumn festival is approaching, and the great sage has returned to the little sage's village."

"It turned out to be Mr. Han!"

Chapter 1 The Ceremony Ends, Retreat (3/[-])

Confucianism has won the hearts of the people in Sanghai City, and even the entire Qi State.People in Songhai respect Confucianism and Taoism, and if there are children in the family, they are all sent to study in Confucian halls.

"Look, the great sage is about to get out of the car!"

A loud cry came from the crowd of onlookers, and the common people widened their eyes at the same time, looking towards the carriage~.

They have been fascinated by the great sages of Confucianism for a long time, but they have never met each other, and today they can finally feast their eyes-blessing.

Wearing white Confucian clothes, with long hair like black ink, and handsome as a fairy, Han Chen walked out of the carriage and stood in front of Fu Nian and Yan Lu with a bloody long sword hanging on his waist. He smiled elegantly and said _.

"You don't need to be too polite, please get up quickly."

"Yes, sir."

Fu Nian and Yan Lu, who bowed, stood up straight after hearing the words.

"Student, I have met Mr.!"

Hundreds of Confucian disciples bowed their hands respectfully at the same time and saluted Han Chen.

Although the voice was not loud, there were a large number of people, and the sound shook the eaves, which shocked the hearts of the nearby people and increased their respect for Han Chen.

"Very well, let's all get up."

Han Chen nodded and smiled, and waved his right hand lightly.

An extremely gentle force acted on many disciples. In an instant, hundreds of people straightened their backs at the same time.

At this time, Yanlingji and Dongjun, who were so magnificent, walked out of Cheluan together, Yingying stood beside Han Chen, becoming a beautiful scenery on the street, attracting countless eyes.

Fu Nian said to Han Chen: "Sir, the autumn sacrifice ceremony will be held in three days. We and my uncle came back early, and everything has been arranged properly. Now that my husband has returned, it can be said that everything is ready."

Han Chen said: "Everyone is tired."

Yan Lu took a step forward, clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Sir, my uncle has been waiting for a long time, let's go into the village now."

"Okay, enter the village."

Han Chen nodded.

Then, with Yan Lingji and the others, they walked slowly towards Little Shengxian Village.

Xiaoshengxianzhuang is built on the mountain, and it is close to the East China Sea. There are many attics on the villa, where you can enjoy the sunset over the sea.

Sheng Qi, Dong Jun and others came to the village, and under the guidance of Yan Lu, they first toured the entire Xiaoshengxian Village, familiarized themselves with the layout of the village, and finally returned to their respective rooms.

Han Chen came to Zhulin Jingshe to discuss the grand ceremony with Xun Kuang.

In the golden autumn season, the sea breeze blows from the depths of the East China Sea thousands of miles away, and the bamboo forest is rustling and green in color. In the Zen courtyard in front of the jingshe, a chessboard has already been set up under a red maple.

Han Chen put a sunspot on the chessboard, looked at Xun Kuang opposite and said, "Master mentioned in the letter that the academy was on fire. It has been a few days now, I don't know if it has been verified, but who did it?"

Xun Kuang smiled when he heard the words, and said while playing chess: "I have already verified that it was a disciple who read at night with a candle and fell asleep in the middle of the night. He accidentally knocked over the candlestick, causing the academy to catch fire."

Han Chen was slightly relieved, and said, "So that's the case."

He thought this matter was not simple, but now that he really thought about it, he realized that he was worrying too much.

Xun Kuang said: "The grand ceremony will be held in three days, and the whole Xiaoshengxian Village will be extremely busy. I'm afraid it will disturb Mr. Qingxiu."

"It doesn't matter."

Han Chen twirled a sunspot, smiled and said: "This grand ceremony is a grand ceremony of my Confucianism, only Confucian disciples can participate, although the day of the grand ceremony is hectic, there will be no trouble."

The main thing of the ceremony is to worship the two saints of Confucius and Mencius.

Hundreds of schools of thought have their own beliefs, so they will not come to participate.

Xun Kuang stared at the chessboard with bitterness on his face. He shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Chess is superb, and the game of the gods is famous all over the world. The old man lost again."

"The Dao of Chess and the Dao of Martial Arts seem to be different, but when they reach their peak, they are actually different routes leading to the same goal. There is a great difference between them."

Han Chen smiled at Xun Kuang: "When I was practicing recently, I often felt strange. Perhaps, the breakthrough is not far away."

what?

Breakthrough again!

Xun Kuang was overjoyed when he heard the words, looked at Han Chen and said, "When you didn't go to Korea, sir, you were only in the top three. In just three months, you broke through to the top five, but you just said that you have a breakthrough again!"

"Ok!"

Han Chen nodded and smiled.

These days, every time Han Chen closes his eyes and performs exercises, he can clearly feel that the God of War Atlas is just around the corner, and it seems that there is only one opportunity before he can take that step.

Xun Kuang smiled while stroking his beard, and said happily, "I've lived a long time. I haven't seen any kind of genius, but it's really unheard of, and unseen."

The talent displayed by Han Chen really shocked him.

"The way of martial arts is like accumulating soil to form a mountain. It is important to accumulate thick and thin. As long as you accumulate enough, it will naturally come into being." Han Chen smiled at Xun Kuang and said.

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His achievements today are inseparable from hard work.

"Mr. is right. People in the world are eager for success and don't know how to proceed step by step. In the end, they want to spend their entire lives doing nothing." Xun Kuang agrees with Han Chen's point of view very much.

He continued: "Mr. Zhuang You, the little sage, is really a great fortune for Confucianism and a blessing for the world!"

"Master, it's too serious."

Han Chen smiled humbly.

Immediately, he waved his hand to clear the chessboard and said, "It's still early, let's play another one."

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Three days passed quickly.

The Autumn Sacrifice Ceremony finally arrived, and the whole Little Sage Village suddenly became lively!

The autumn sun was shining brightly, and Han Chen was wearing a red round-neck official uniform and a black gold-rimmed three-beam crown on his head. Standing on the high platform of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, he was the first to pay homage to the two saints of Confucius and Mencius.

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then.

Xun Kuang led Fu Nian and Yan Lu to worship in order according to the Zhou ritual.

At last.

Three thousand Confucian disciples performed elegant music and the dance of Liuyi together, and the scene was magnificent, in order to pay homage to the sages of Confucianism.

The tedious memorial ceremony started in the morning and ended in the evening.

The heroes from all over the world who admired Confucianism moved into the city of Songhai one after another. For a while, the whole Songhai was very lively and the population soared unprecedentedly.

Qin, Qi, and South Korea all sent envoys to congratulate the complete success of the ceremony.

Fu Nian and Yan Lu were overwhelmed and busy.

However, at the end of the ceremony, Han Chen led all his confidantes back to the Zhulin Abode directly.

The bamboo leaves are rustling, and the sea breeze is gentle.

Inside the Abode, Han Chen's voice wafted out.

"Yanlingji, Wushuanggui, Baifeng, Moya, I want to retreat for a period of time, a few months at a time, or a few days in a short time, don't let outsiders disturb you, remember!"

"Yes, Master!"

The four Yan Lingji standing outside the Abode clasped their fists together, showing expressions of loyalty.

call out!call out!call out!call out!

The four of them spread out and held positions in all directions.

They are all top masters in the world, and they are all good at martial arts. If the four join hands, even if they are as tyrannical as Xun Kuang and Dong Jun, it will be difficult to deal with.

In addition, here is Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

If someone really disturbed Han Chen intentionally, Xun Kuang, Fu Nian and the others would definitely kill him.

Chapter 2 Cao Qiudao Comes (3/[-])

The capital of King Qi, Yingqiu Palace.

The morning court had just ended, and King Qi, who was wearing a robe, walked slowly towards Jixia Academy, surrounded by a group of eunuchs.

Clang clang!

As soon as he arrived at the sword practice square of Jixia Academy, King Qi heard the sound of a strong sword.

A burst of fierce sword energy came over, causing the skin to tingle slightly.

King Qi stepped up the steps, stood on the edge of the square, looked at the white-haired old man practicing sword, his eyes were full of respect.

"Teacher's swordsmanship is supernatural, it's really amazing!"

hum!

Cao Qiudao, with white beard and white hair, suddenly paused with his sword.

The surging sword energy suddenly subsided, turned to look at King Qi, and said, "Your Majesty came to Jixia Academy as soon as he came to court, but something major happened in the country?"

Every "seven zero" day when the sun rises, Cao Qiudao will bathe in the morning glow in the square, concentrate on practicing swords, and improve his cultivation, which has never changed for more than ten years.If King Qi is fine, he won't bother him.

"There is indeed something, I want to trouble the teacher."

King Qi stood in front of Cao Qiudao, smiled and said: "Not long ago, the small sage village in Sanghai held an autumn sacrifice ceremony, and the great Confucian sage Han Chen had returned from Qin. Please come to the palace."

Let me invite Han Chen?

Cao Qiudao pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "I will handle this matter immediately."

Cao Qiudao had already heard all kinds of rumors about Han Chen, and he also wanted to see the demeanor of this Confucian sage.

"With the teacher personally going out, the widows should rest assured."