The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Therefore he who plants a tree must cultivate its roots..."

In the Confucian Society, Wang Zhixin slowly expounded his already somewhat divine views. Everyone in the audience listened in ecstasy. Invisible ties connected everyone, and the Taoism continued to shine and fade in a realm that ordinary people could not see. A spiritual light, a kind of pure aura that seems to represent the majestic and righteous way, naturally bred between heaven and earth, is intertwined around everyone.

"So those who cultivate virtue must cultivate their minds. The so-called cultivation of virtue..."

When Wang Zhixin said this, he closed the jade album and said, "That's it for today."

Everyone nodded in agreement, stood up, bowed to the teacher, and packed up their boxes and pens.

They have long been accustomed to this way of getting along. Although Wang Zhixin is rigid and dull, he is rigorous and meticulous in knowledge, and his teachings are detailed and appropriate, and he is highly respected by everyone.

If we were to say who among all the people was most suitable to be the Taoist disciple in Chang'an School, it would undoubtedly be Wang Zhixin.

After everyone dispersed, Wang Zhixin took out the jade order that kept flickering in and out of his arms, and listened with an increasingly serious look on his face.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong?" Duanmuci asked curiously, having participated in the severe baptism today and not sitting in the hall.

"Oh... Zhen'an's matter is over, and Brother Zhang will be back soon."

"That's great!" Duanmu smiled happily. The Confucian Society has developed so far, and he also wants Zhang Qinghe to come and see the results they have achieved.

Wang Zhixin just nodded slightly, a little coldly, and Duanmu Ci didn't care. He knew that Wang Zhixin had always had such a temper.

He saw the dull young man slowly walking away, and then turned around on his own.

When Duanmuci left, Wang Zhixin took out the jade token from his arms and sent a message to another place——

"When will Xie Luming take action, and how?"

The message was quickly replied, and the shining white light made Wang Zhixin's solemn face add a bit of solemnity.

"The preparation has been completed, I am afraid that it will make a fuss about the moral character of the people in the Confucian Society. Although the method is direct, I have to be careful.

In addition, he seems to have a way of deceiving people's minds, which is difficult to prevent. Only those who have practiced the spirit will not be fooled. "

"Okay, I've learned that, so be careful."

Wang Zhixin replied in a low voice. His eyes lit up when he heard the confusing soul, as if he remembered something. Then he heard the man's speculation that the soul was powerful enough to withstand it. He calmed down a little and started to prepare other things. Things come up.

He walked a few steps in the hall, not knowing what he was thinking about, but with some kind of curiosity and expectation in his heart, as if he had found a target, he quietly uttered the name——

"Thank you Luming..."

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"Wang Zhixin, Wang Zhixin..."

Xie Luming was sitting in the cave of Jisheng Peak. His fingers, which were so white that they were not like ordinary people, silently tapped the sandalwood table beside him. His jade-colored eyes were filled with undisguised resentment, as if he was swallowed up by some kind of deep desire.

In the deepest place that is difficult for ordinary people to detect, a trace of ink flashes away.

He Muyang stood quietly beside him, bowing his head respectfully.

"Muyang, how are the arrangements going?"

Xie Luming was quite close to He Muyang in his words. After all, the two of them had the same purpose. Moreover, at a time when the Confucian Society was so popular that even some masters wanted to get close to him, He Muyang was the only one who could use him and dared to get close to him. .

"The person who should be selected has been decided, and we are waiting for Brother Xie to take action."

He Muyang said humbly.

"Okay, very good. I have to give you some advice from the teacher, so I have to break into the hiding place. If this matter can be solved, and with the help of the power of the school to suppress the evil practices of the Confucian Society, I will take you to meet the teacher. , let him accept you as his direct successor after your Dharma appearance."

"Thank you so much for your cultivation, brother!"

He Muyang bowed his hands in excitement.

"If the teacher hadn't been busy with trivial matters recently, I would have taken you to see the teacher today, and I would have settled your matter." Xie Luming expressed regret.

"Muyang has not yet attained the Dharma form, and has no virtue or talent. It is better to wait until he has gathered the Dharma form. Otherwise, he is too embarrassed to meet Xu Sheng, and I am afraid he will lose the love of Brother Xie!"

He Muyang's expression remained as usual and he refused unhurriedly.

Xie Luming stared at He Muyang, the dark color in his eyes flowing. Seeing this change, He Muyang quickly forced himself to lose consciousness and his face became dull.

"That's right, that's right. You are a wise and wonderful person. Please step aside first."

"yes."

After He Muyang slowly turned into a rainbow and left, Xie Luming walked out of the cave and went to the cliff of Jisheng Peak. As if he had received some kind of inspiration, and without the need for a jade order to pass on, he knew that Xu Nieyu was already there at that moment. Waiting for him everywhere.

The two stood silently, without much verbal conversation, and seemed to be strangely engaged in some kind of silent communication.

In the spirit world, distorted voices roared and roared, mixed with a huge flow of information, flowing around the two of them.

"News came from Zhen'an that Chu Fengge and Xunri died in Zhen'an."

"Zhen'an is impregnable. Even if you and I sense an adult coming there, we can avoid them, so we shouldn't be able to hurt him."

"The news from the court is that he was killed by the Hundong Demon King using his bloodline magical power."

"The mixed hole... is not completely infected, but with the vast magical power, it is really possible.

Even the demon king broke through the formation pattern and entered the city gate, which shows that Zhen'an must be seriously injured. "

"Well... although it changes the plan, it's not necessarily a bad thing."

"Li Shaobai is about to break through. Xu Jianshan must make arrangements early."

Although Xu Handu and Xie Luming were careful in their calculations, they never expected that everything they said and did would be seen by others.

Li Mo lay on the heavy clouds in Tahaotian, lightly uncovered a jar of emperor's smile, took a sip, and looked at the chessboard with the black and white dragons strangling each other, especially the one to continue the holy peak. Look.

"came back?"

"came back."

Behind him, the literary and Taoist immortal in white clothes and beautiful beard was standing there without a trace, making no sound, and the hair on his waist seemed to be trembling uncontrollably.

"Then, do you have other plans, or do you want to watch this first episode with me?"

"The emperor is such a noble person and forgets things. How can I accompany you to watch in the audience when I'm just a singer?" Wenchang Xingjun said with a smile.

"If the clan hadn't wanted to break up this Taihaotian, I would have really ended up here."

"The emperor is joking. You have sung this song before. Please be patient, the fun is yet to come."

Wenchang Xingjun was talking in riddles, making it unclear what he was talking about.

"Then you're leaving?"

"Yes, let's go and show up again after a while. When it shows up, it's time to end!"

"You're here to end it? Aren't you afraid of being on the Dao Fruit List?"

"He has to be the one to finish it off, so I'll just finish it off."

"It's not hard on him."

“Don’t say he didn’t put in any effort, he put in a lot of effort.

The teacher said that this is called lying down, and it is quite appropriate. "

After Wenchang Xingjun finished speaking, he took off his waistband, drew a door in the void, and walked straight in. Only Li Mo was left, quietly watching the drama that was about to begin.