The Family Is Too Invincible, Forcing The System To Be Blackened And Upgraded

"..." Seeing Zhao Zhitong's resolute attitude, he looked like he would not look back until he hit the wall.

Two guards, you look at me, I look at you, no more words.

But one thing is clear, if Zhao Zhitong gets into trouble with Tianyuan Holy Land, they will never choose to take action and stand on the hostile side of Tianyuan.

They are not stupid, they know how much they weigh, and they also know what kind of tragic end they will suffer if they become enemies with Tian Yuan.

As for Zhao Zhitong, if he said he was not panic at all, he would definitely be lying.

After all, it is well known that the Dawu Dynasty surrendered to Tianyuan Holy Land.

How can he do something that even a dynasty cannot do when he is just a minister?

Such a big holy place must be moral and trustworthy.

Zhao Zhitong comforted himself in this way.

The three thousand volumes of the Confucian scholar are of great significance to him and must be retrieved.

It is an indispensable link and the most important thing to move from the Juren realm to the Jinshi realm!

Looking at the token given by Chen Juexin in his hand, Zhao Zhitong kept praying that he could successfully get back the three thousand volumes of the Confucian scholar during this trip.

Then, after spending a lot of time and energy, we finally went up the mountain.

Under the leadership of several disciples, but actually under surveillance, he came to Qingyun Mansion.

"Gudu!"

Before he even entered the door, he could already feel a huge pressure coming towards him.

It is worthy of being the residence of the youngest emperor in history.

This momentum is really extraordinary!

Zhao Zhitong approached the door, raised his hand, grabbed the door knocker in the bronze lion's mouth, and was about to knock.

I could vaguely hear conversations coming from inside the door.

Listen attentively and calmly.

His eyes widened a bit, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect to hear Confucianism and Taoism in Young Master Tianyuan's mansion.

Moreover, it is extremely profound Confucianism and Taoism that even people at Zhao Zhitong's level would find difficult to understand.

If you think about it a little and understand the tip of the iceberg, you will benefit a lot!

Judging from the voices, there were three people in total, two old men and one young man.

The young man seemed to be preaching to the two old men.

Zhao Zhitong couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that Young Master Tianyuan not only has unparalleled talent in cultivation, but also has amazing talent in the field of Confucianism and Taoism?"

Hearing this, the male guard tentatively spoke and asked for confirmation, "Haven't you heard of this?"

"Heard? What did you hear?" Zhao Zhitong turned around, looked at him, and asked.

"There are rumors that Young Master Tianyuan has reached the realm of a saint." The male guard replied.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhitong was startled at first, then laughed and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. How can it be so easy to achieve the realm of a saint?"

"What's more, he is already a great emperor, and if he becomes a saint, God will favor him too much, and he will be jealous of the whole world."

Zhao Zhitong couldn't believe that such a thing could happen in the world.

Just take it as a joke.

"Who is making a noise here!"

Behind him, the door suddenly opened and the majestic voice of an old man came.

Zhao Zhitong looked away and was suddenly startled. He was so frightened that he stumbled back several steps.

"careful!"

Thanks to the quick hands and quick eyes of the two guards, he supported him from behind, otherwise he would have missed the step and fallen down.

After standing firm, Zhao Zhitong stared at the person who opened the door, raised his hands, rubbed his eyes, trying to regain consciousness.

But no matter how he rubbed his eyes or blinked, the picture in front of him was always the same picture, and the person in front of him was always the same person.

"Senior Li Chengzun? Really, is it really you!" Zhao Zhitong couldn't recognize anyone, and it was impossible not to recognize Li Chengzun.

There are still portraits of him and another great Confucian enshrined in his home.

It's hard to believe that two people can be so similar, as if they were drawn from the same mold, exactly the same!

"Do you know me?" Li Chengzun asked.

"After all, you are my ancestor." Zhao Zhitong made a bow and replied.

"I didn't expect that my lineage, Li Chengzun, still has a legacy to this day." Li Chengzun stroked his beard and was very happy.

"But, as far as I know, haven't you, the old man, been dead for a long time? How could you suddenly appear in Young Master Tianyuan's house..." Zhao Zhiyi asked with a look of doubt on his life.

Li Chengzun didn't look like a dead person, but instead he was full of life, with piercing eyes and clear blood on his cheeks.

"Thanks to the great kindness of Young Master Tianyuan, I have lived a second life again." Li Chengzun raised his fists high and faced the sky.

"As for why I appear here? That's because I have taken refuge in Tianyuan, serving the young master, carrying forward, and revitalizing the lineage of Confucianism and Taoism."

What! Such a powerful man of the Confucian level has actually taken refuge in Tianyuan Holy Land!

To be precise, he took refuge in Young Master Tianyuan.

Why is this Young Master Tianyuan so powerful? Can change death into life!

In Zhao Zhitong's view, having Li Chengzun in today's world is equivalent to controlling the Confucian and Taoist lineage in the Southern Region.

After all, it is impossible to find anyone stronger than him among the living Confucians and Taoists in the Southern Region.

"Let him come in." Chen Mu's voice came from behind Li Chengzun.

"Yes, young master." Li Chengzun stepped aside, "Please."

Even though he was Zhao Zhitong's ancestor, with Chen Mu's words, Zhao Zhitong was a guest of Qingyun Mansion, and Li Chengzun had to respect him.

Zhao Zhitong nodded, crossed the threshold, and entered the gate of Qingyun Mansion.

His heart was filled with turmoil, and he couldn't imagine what Chen Mu had done to Li Chengzun to make him behave so respectfully and obey orders.

He stepped through the gate with his back foot, glanced at Chen Mu, who was sitting under the pavilion in the garden.

Boom!

Just as he was about to move forward, he felt like a bolt from the blue and froze in place.

"Senior Mo Yuan?!"

Li Chengzun forgot about it, Zhao Zhitong never expected that even Mo Yuan would be in Qingyun Mansion.

The last brilliant figures of Confucianism and Taoism in the two southern regions are all gathered here!

Judging from his attitude when facing Chen Mu, he was no different from Li Chengzun, full of humility.

This is not simply a fear of the emperor's strength, but a heartfelt admiration.

It's numb, Zhao Zhitong is really numb.

Suddenly, I felt like an idiot that Chen Mu would forcefully occupy the three thousand volumes of Da Ru.

He has two top scholars, Li Chengzun and Mo Yuan, under his name. How could they care about a mere three thousand volumes of a scholar?

The work itself was compiled by these two people.

How much does Chen Mu want? Just ask them to compile another one.

"Sir, Young Master Tianyuan is looking at you!" Seeing Zhao Zhitong's lack of reaction when facing Chen Mu, the male guard reminded him in a low voice.

"Dawu Zhao Zhitong, pay your respects to the emperor!" Zhao Zhitong hurriedly came to his senses and saluted.

Your attitude must be humble, lest you bring disaster to the entire Dawu Dynasty because of you...

He doesn't want to be infamy for thousands of years, to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history and be reviled by others.

"You came here for this thing, right?"

Chen Mu took out the three thousand volumes of Confucianism that had long since lost any value and placed them on the stone table.

"Back to the Great Emperor, exactly."

Zhao Zhitong did not dare to raise his head. He kept bending down, walked closer, and carefully presented the token he had received from Chen Juexin.