blogombal Chapter 153
Chapter 153
On top of the Confucian sacred mountain.
Jiang Chen and Confucian Yan Shenggong sat at each other, both of them were the top combat forces in the world today.
"Senior Yan Shenggong, could the horned anaconda in the 100,000 mountains have something to do with you?"
Jiang Chen looked at the Confucian Yan Shenggong and asked.
He wondered all the way, why the Confucian Yan Anglican would save the life of an emperor-level demon beast.
You must know that demon beasts have not dealt with the human race since ancient times.
An emperor-level demon beast, if it is not removed, it will inevitably invite trouble.
"Jiang Chen Xiaoyou didn't know.
"That horned anaconda was originally a demon beast raised by the old man, but it is a pity that when the Jiangnan was in turmoil, the old man did not restrain it when he went down the mountain, and let him sneak down the Confucian sacred mountain. Later
, by chance, I met the gibbon king, and the two were convenient for the 100,000 mountains.
"In fact, with the talent of the Horned Anaconda, it is difficult to climb to the sky if you want to be among the emperor-level demon beasts.
"It's just that the old man cut the bones and washed the marrow for it at the beginning, so that it was reborn and can be ranked among the emperor-level demon beasts.
"However, since it became an emperor-level demon beast, the old man has been keeping an eye on its movements, and he also knows that it has never attacked the Terran monks. "
In order to prevent accidents, the old man forcibly intervened and imprisoned him in that pool.
"One day when it remembers the past, the old man will extradite it back to the Confucian sacred mountain and become the guardian of the Confucian sacred mountain. "
Regarding the origin of the horned anaconda, the Confucian Yansheng Gong told the story.
Good guy, it's your pet with that thing.
The reason why you don't want me to kill it is because you want to train it to be a mountain watcher.
At this moment, Jiang Chen understood the intention of Confucianism.
I guessed correctly, what can restrain an emperor-level demon beast like the horned anaconda is definitely an extremely powerful existence.
This kind of existence does not kill the horned anaconda, it must be of great use.
It seems that the Confucian Yan Shenggong has also made a big move.
If the Horned Anaconda is used for his own use, then wouldn't it increase the combat power of the emperor-level demon beast for no reason.
At that time, the strength of Confucianism will also be raised to a higher level.
"I see.
Jiang Chen spoke, his frowning brows stretched.
When Jiang Chen was talking with the Confucian Yan Shenggong, a shocking event occurred in Jiangnan.
A top sect in the south of the Yangtze River, the Crazy Knife Sect, is all dead.
And the person who washed the Crazy Knife Gate in blood overnight was the current president of Baishan Academy, Kong Wuwu!
That day, Kong Wuwu left Baishan Academy, passed through the realm of Crazy Daomen, and found that the Crazy Daomen was not only a common man, but also did not take into account the laws and decrees formulated by many sects in Jiangnan at the beginning.
The owner of the Crazy Knife Gate even said wildly: "The world's scholars are a fart." "
Lao Tzu is already a master of the Fifth Realm, if anyone doesn't sell me a little face, my Crazy Knife Gate will let you be killed all over the door!"
Along the way, countless masters of the Crazy Knife Gate came out to block them, but they were all unable to enter the hole and were useless within a meter of their bodies.
Kong Wufu walked into the hall of the Crazy Sword Gate.
I saw that the conceited master of the Crazy Knife Sect was committing atrocities to more than a dozen young women.
"In broad daylight, in the midst of the bright world, you can still see such filthy things. "
Crazy Knife Gate, Crazy Knife Gate, since Confucianism is unwilling to intervene for the sake of fame. "
Then I will use the name of Baishan Academy to act for the heavens
!" "Kill the full door!" On
this day, the master of the Crazy Sword Sect, a master who had already stepped into the fifth realm, was killed by a white-haired old man with one palm.
There are more than 3,000 people up and down the Crazy Knife Gate, all of whom died tragically on the streets without exception.
On that day, Kong Wuwu said that sentence to the people of the world, which can be described as a great rebellion.
"Who said that scholars don't kill people!" "
My generation of scholars is not for money, not for sex, not for power, but only for the conscience of heaven and earth!"
"Jiang Chen Xiaoyou, tomorrow is the comparison of Jiangnan.
"Those guys from Baishan Academy sent letters asking the old man to come down the mountain every once in a while, but the old man didn't bother to pay attention to them.
"I don't know if Xiaoyou is interested in this Jiangnan ratio?"
"If Xiaoyou is interested, the old man will hand over the letters sent by those guys to Xiaoyou, and let Xiaoyou take a look at the grand scene of Jiangnan for the old man." On
the Confucian Sacred Mountain, the Confucian Yan Shenggong said to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the comparison of Jiangnan would come so soon.
In the previous life, he was not qualified to participate in the Jiangnan Competition, so he could only listen to the grand occasion of the Jiangnan Competition.
But he also knew that there would be many sects that had affairs with demons in the Jiangnan Ratio.
Even when the Jiangnan Ratio is about to end, there will be an opponent whose strength can be described as extremely terrifying, and he will shroud the entire Jiangnan in a haze with his own strength.
Then came the restlessness of the 100,000 mountains, the emperor-level demon beasts came out of the mountains, and the second natural disaster befell Huaxia!
This time, Jiang Chen did not want the tragedy to happen again, he wanted to prevent the second natural disaster from coming.
Stop the tragic situation in Jiangnan!
" The younger generation is willing to go to Jiangnan for the predecessors of the Holy Father.
Jiang Chen slowly stood up and bowed to the Confucian Yan Shenggong in front of him.
"Good. The
latter nodded and smiled indifferently.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a folding fan with golden light burst through the air from the depths of the Confucian Sacred Mountain.
In an instant, it fell into the hands of the Confucian Yan Shenggong.
When the folding fan slowly opened in his hand, a word was clearly written on it.
And.
"People in the world, everything in the world, harmony is precious. The
Confucian Yan Shenggong held a folding fan and laughed loudly.
Although he is already dying, the terrifying aura exuded from his body, coupled with the blessing of the Japanese folding fan, is even more terrifying.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen's physique has reached the sanctification of the pseudo-physical body, otherwise he may not be able to resist it.
"Little friend, pick it up. The
Confucian Yan Shenggong folded the fan and threw it to Jiang Chen with a wave of his hand.
Jiang Chen carefully brought over the Hezi folding fan in mid-air, and after holding it in his hand, a soft aura instantly dispersed.
"Senior, what do you mean by this?"
Jiang Chen's gaze fell on the Confucian Yan Holy Prince, and he couldn't help but ask.
"Jiang Chen Xiaoyou, the ratio of Jiangnan is extraordinary.
"You don't have anything to rely on in Jiangnan, plus your strength is strong, it's easy to be targeted by those sect forces.
"Although the old man does not go out of the mountain, the old man's folding fan still has some effect in the south of the Yangtze River.
"If anyone has doubts about your identity, then you can use this fan to silence them. "
The word folding fan was born, just like the Confucian Yan Shenggong came in person!