The imperial master of the Great Qin Dynasty taught three thousand ghost-backed Confucian scholars

The three of them feasted, and it was already noon after eating.

Then Kong Chen came to the side of the big octopus, shaved his teeth and kicked it.

"Alright, we're almost up.

"In the next life, I will remember that the blindfold will be bright, and my territory will dare to come and grab things."

"You're done robbing, what am I robbing?" the

big octopus snapped open, and his soul was gone.

The next life....

However, without waiting for it to cry, Kong Chen continued.

"You are lucky in this life, I was surprised by your bones, and decided to accept you as a junior brother. The

big octopus's face was overjoyed when he heard this.

It seems that you don't have

to die!" "Go find my mirage ship in the sea over there, and wait for me there

!" "If you dare to escape, you will die!" Kong

Chen threatened viciously.

It's too cruel to kill something.

He, Kong Chen, is he the kind of person who loves to kill?

Looking at the tentacles that the big octopus has grown back, Kong Chen thought in his heart.

And the Indians were completely subdued by this time.

After all, it's not realistic to want to rely on monsters or something to save yourself.

Don't you see that even the demon beast was raised as a pig, and they were still smiling?

They could only hope that Kong Chen would leave North America as soon as possible.

After some harvesting, Wang Li's transport cart was also full.

In fact, a protection fee is levied, which is not right.

It should be the strong support of the local people for the cause of Confucianism and Taoism.

Generally speaking, the Golden Fire Cavalry is responsible for collecting it.

Kong Chen only collects the pleasures of the nearby streets every year.

This kind of feeling of the local lord bully collecting rent and collecting money is really cool!

But correspondingly, Kong Chen and his party also guarded the stability of North America.

I don't see Europe, and the monsters in South America have been raging at this time.

And in North America for so many years, only the big octopus has dared to come in and go wild.

Otherwise, the Indians would not be stupid enough to think that Kong Chen was more terrifying than the demon beast.

And this big octopus is probably new, and the ignorant dive avoided the protective circle set by Kong Chen.

You must know that the other demon beasts, the moment they step into the territory of the Confucian flag.

It has already turned into ashes under the bombardment of the aura cannon.

The trio returned to the War College hut again.

Kong Chen began to inspect the production of other weapons.

First and foremost is the standard weapons of Confucianism and Taoism, which is a big project.

A few years ago, the material ratio was studied.

It is a brick made of bone powder of the Yaki Orochi mixed with various rare metal materials.

The overall color is still dark red, with gold and fluorescent German characters in the middle.

A total of 4,000 pieces were made.

Each of the Confucian and Taoist disciples has a piece, and the rest is kept for backup.

Its strength is comparable to the pinnacle of mortal-tier weapons.

Compared to the spirit sword on the famous sword spectrum, it is only one line behind.

Of course, the ranking of weapons is more based on the strength of the user.

Kong Chen finished inspecting the four thousand bricks and said loudly.

"A year later, I want to be ranked first in the famous sword spectrum, is there

a problem?" "No problem, boss!"

A group of Confucian and Taoist disciples made a huge noise.

And an Indian blacksmith spoke at this time.

"But a brick is not a sword!" I

saw a Confucian disciple raise his eyebrows, and immediately pulled up the blacksmith's collar and slapped it directly with a brick.

"Is the brick a sword?" Hearing

the sharp voice of the Confucian and Taoist disciples, the blacksmith touched the German characters printed on his face.

His head was dizzy, but he was still busy answering.

"Yes, yes

!" "This is the sword!"

In this way, the Confucian and Taoist disciples put him down satisfied.

Kong Chen looked at this Confucian disciple with an appreciative look and said with emotion.

"My Confucianism should be happy

!" "Let's get ready, let's set off for Daqin in three days!" Everyone

immediately cheered when they heard Kong Chen's announcement.

Although they had a very good life in North America, where could they compare to their hometown?

Although no one has ever mentioned returning home, this homesickness has been brewing for three years.

Letting everyone cheer, Kong Chen quietly withdrew from the War College.

Walking on the shore to meet the sea breeze, he sniffed the saltiness in the sea.

Kong Chen had a strong premonition.

The world is going to be in chaos.

And this is also the reason why he is ready to return to Daqin at this time.

The secrets in those Yin-Yang classics coincidentally correspond to the myths and legends of later generations.

Or Pangu Nuwa, or the Lich War, or the God War.

and the next journey to the west that has not yet happened.

A large, invisible hand seemed to quietly cover the sky.

silently changed the world into what he needed, so that he could play this big game of chess with all beings as his sons.

The sporadic invasion of demon beasts that have been silent for thousands of years has already heralded the comeback of the demon clan.

It may also be the reason why the Great Qin, which swept the world, died out in just a dozen years.

There are too many mysteries waiting for him to solve.

So what he needs is resources, huge resources that can improve his strength as soon as possible.

If he wants to develop Confucianism and Taoism, he may have to face more than just people.

There is also the demon clan that is about to invade.

........

Three days later.

In the evening.

The mirage was fully assembled.

Kong Chen's entourage has increased from less than 7,000 people when they came, to 12,000 people.

Among them, the natives of North America and their families who have made great contributions to the Confucian and Taoist Academy of Sciences are all there.

Wait until everyone lands in the mirage.

Kong Chen, Fu Su, Wang Li, and Yan Liang were saying goodbye to the local Indians.

Although it is only three years, it is inevitable that there will be feelings for getting along day and night.

Kong Chen let out a long sigh and said lonely.

"Folks, I'm going to set sail back to Daqin today.

"I don't know if there will be a chance to see you again, some of you are reluctant!" The

old Indian man who lived on the edge of the Confucian camp was full of tears and reluctance on his face at this time.

In the past three years, he has become proficient in a foreign language under virtue.

So, Uncle Indian practiced.

"Boss, don't worry about us, we all know that you are a person who does great things!"

"You said: those who know are not confused, those who are benevolent are not worried, and those who are brave are not afraid." "

You have said: those who know me will not doubt me, those who can use the sword will not worry about me, and there is nothing to fear from those who are benevolent and courageous. "

We all believe in you, go!"

"This little place can't keep a hidden dragon like you after all, and one day your reputation will reach our ears again." A

group of Indians looked at each other, all showing reluctance.

"Boss, go! Don't let us stop you from moving forward

!" "Confucian and Taoist people beware of unity and indomitable

!" "If you go, don't come back

!" "Your future is in the distance!"

Kong Chen was shocked when he heard this.

Yes, his future is far away.

In Daqin, even the entire firmament.

He wanted to prevent Qin II from dying!

Rubbing his eyes, Kong Chen ruthlessly took the lead in the mirage under the expectant gaze of the Indians.

And the three of Fusu also followed with red eyes.

The horn sounded, and the sails on the mirage had already been replaced by the banner of Confucianism and Taoism.

Great Confucian characters flutter on the sea.

The mirage traveled far away, and a group of people looked at the North American continent that had lived for three years.

At this time, the bonfire in the village is bright, and bursts of melodious singing are heard.

"Good luck to you, good luck to you!"

and "Good luck to bring joy and love!".