I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

　　The Confucian Temple was calm and the waves were calm, but after that, the waves were rough again!

　　 Boom!

　　 Boom!

　　 boom boom——

　　 The sculptures of the Confucian sages erupted like thunder at the same time, and a wordless book of heaven slowly emerged in the void.

　　 The breath of vicissitudes and stalwart rushed to cover the white robe.

　　 Hundreds of thousands of people are dumbfounded!

what is this?

　　 "Divine Mind!"

　　 Xie Ruoxu's scalp numb, and his expression is extremely shocked.

　　 The Confucian sages carry the luck of reading. The scholars will not be destroyed, and the Confucian classics will not be destroyed, so the spirit of such big figures will not completely dissipate.

　　 At this moment, the spiritual thoughts of the sages are condensed into a book. This is the greatest affirmation of Xu Beiwang and affirmation of his contribution to scholars.

　　 What would you praise him for?

　　 "Why is he..."

　　 Kong Deshang shook his head, trembling in his hoarse voice.

　　 He can't believe it!

　　 didn't want to believe it either!

　　 can't accept the facts in front of me at all!

　　 You can change to other scholars, but it must not be Xu Elian!

　　 The Kong family has a **** vengeance with the Fifth Demon!

　　 The clansman who had the most hope of being promoted to the Holy Realm died in the hands of the demon.

　　 And Xu Elian is the confidant of the devil again!

　　 This Li even took the page of "Spring and Autumn" as his own, and played the Kong clan among his palms in Langya County!

　　 If the enemy gains Confucianism and Taoism, wouldn’t the Kong clan become the laughingstock of the world?

　　 "Om!"

　　 The majestic Haoran swept into the white robe, and there was a phantom with a crown on the top of the wordless heavenly book.

　　 Xuying slowly raised his hand and stroked the top of the white robe.

　　 This scene shocked the great gangsters!

　　 Xu Jing trembled even more, almost suffocating, and immediately there was a thick color of ecstasy in his eyes!

this……

　　 Is this the inheritance recorded in ancient books?

　　 One of the ancient philosophers, wants to pass on all his life's perceptions of Confucianism and Taoism to Wang'er!

　　 Boom!

　　 Boom!

　　 The faces of countless readers are distorted and hideous, they are so jealous to the point of madness!

　　 Favored by Confucian philosophers!

　　 This is a reservation for Yasheng!

　　 Confucian sub-sage, equivalent to the holy realm of martial arts!

　　 Confucian sage, that is the supreme state of martial arts!

　　 That is to say, as long as the middle way is not collapsed, based on this inheritance, Xu Gongzi is very likely to enter the first-class holy realm!

　　 "Om!"

　　 The empty hand stroked the top of his head. Under countless horrified gazes, Xu Beiwang's black hair turned white, and the whole person exuded the mood of vicissitudes.

　　 The mighty literary spirit rushes to the body like a tide.

　　 The true qi in the sea of ​​qi has the potential to collapse, and the original majestic physical qi is slowly being weakened!

　　Clear mind, cleanse and purify!

　　 Only for Confucianism!

　　 Only one heart and one mind can promote Confucianism and Taoism, and then have the opportunity to step into the sub-sage realm.

　　 Xu Beiwang suddenly opened his eyes, sounding like a bell:

　　 "I'm not affected!"

　　 Immediately the body resisted instinctively, and the literary spirit in the body was forbidden to prevent the extra literary energy from invading.

　　 Xushou returned to the wordless heavenly scriptures, and a fault appeared on Xu Beiwang's head.

　　 The picture came to an abrupt end!

　　 Confucian Temple Square is like a gloomy tomb, falling into deathly silence!

　　 Not affected!

　　 He does not accept inheritance!

　　 What an arrogant move!

　　 It's hard to see in ancient times!

　　 Someone would contradict the lineage of the Confucian sub-sage?

　　 Is Mr. Xu crazy?

　　 Kong Deshang's eyes were lost, and he couldn't describe his mood at the moment in words.

　　 Is it true that in the heart of evil 獠, Asheng is not worthy to teach him how to be a man? Not worthy to teach him to do things?

　　 This is even more arrogant and ignorant than the ancient fierce beast! !

　　 Yaoguang Hall, Fifth Jinshuang squinted her phoenix eyes and gently moved the corners of her lips.

　　 finally did something to the satisfaction of Honmiya.

　　 The so-called sub-sage, nothing more than ants.

At the top of the Tianji Pavilion, a rickety old man raised his wrinkled eyes, looked at the imperial city, and stopped at the Confucian Temple.

　　 He seemed to talk to himself:

　　 "This is the age of lunatics."

　　……

　　 Confucian Temple Square, there was no sound.

　　 Xu Beiwang's expression remained the same, and there was no emotion of reluctance at all.

　　 These four sentences are after all plagiarism, even if they are taken for yourself, can you really understand the true meaning of them?

　　 Besides, the most important thing is——

　　 He runs counter to the Confucian style.

　　 Self-cultivation, Qi family rule the country and the world, he can't do a single thing.

　　 I, Xu Beiwang, is an unscrupulous person. I lack compassion. No one can stand in my way. Whoever stands in the way will die!

　　 Such a contradiction that cannot be reconciled, even if it obtains the sub-sage heritage, it will definitely be trapped by the heart demon, and will eventually become a dead bone.

　　 Besides, he doesn't want to be alive by the rules!

　　In the car of Chu State, Jiang Wuji stared at the white robe from a distance, with a grim expression.

　　 Facing this temptation, he can categorically refuse, and his temperament is simply terrifying!

　　 just now.

　　 "I want it, I want it!"

　　 A scholar with red eyes, ran to the bottom of the wordless book like madness.

　　 Boom!

　　 was only affected by the vastness of the breath, the body of this person instantly collapsed, and his body and spirit were destroyed!

　　 Countless people mourned this man in silence, his eyes were covered by desire, and he died on the spot.

　　 Xu Bei didn't even look up, got up slowly, and walked towards the center of the square.

　　 The wordless heavenly script, whose light gradually dimmed, followed him all the time.

　　 This made the scholars present to split their hearts and guts, and they can't wait to fend for the pen to write down this ray of spiritual thoughts.

　　 Are you deaf? Others don't care about your inheritance, so you almost shouted out.

　　You are really blind, haven't you noticed these talented scholars of us?

　　 Under the eyes of the public, the handsome man with half white hair fluttered and fluttered, like a terrifying Yama!

　　 He calmly looked towards the high platform.

　　 At this moment, the atmosphere is frozen.

　　 The civil and military officials subconsciously looked at the Wujia Tiger ~www.novelmt.com~Aren't you going to trample Xu Elean to death?

　　 Now the opportunity is here.

　　 Takeo Junji's expression was stiff, his feet seemed to be rooted, and he didn't move half a step.

　　 The current Xu Elian steals the power of heaven and earth, and if he has the blessing of the heavenly scriptures, if he fights against him.

　　 Then I am a fly, and I was slapped to death casually.

　　 When the gray hair turns to black, it means that the divine mind has dissipated, and that is the death period of the evil 獠!

　　 Long silence.

　　 Under all eyes, Wu Junji tried his best to restrain the humiliation and always kept a calm.

　　 suddenly.

　　 The silence was broken.

　　 "Wang Laogu, please go to death!"

　　 The gloomy and cold voice swept the audience.

　　 One stone stirred up waves!

　Hundreds of thousands of people looked at each other, all were shocked by this monstrous killing intent.

　　 "Master Wang Song, get out."

　　 Xu Beiwang has no expression on his face, and calmly stepped onto the high platform.

　　Gun Gong All the princes are shocked, Master Wang Song, isn’t this a grandmaster warlock in Sitianjian?

　　 What kind of hatred does Xu Eliao have with him?

　　In the group of officials, a thin middle-aged man with cold limbs, as if being lifted off the heavenly spirit cover, poured in with a basin of cold water.

"get out!"

　　The footsteps are getting closer, and the sound doesn't carry any temperature.

　　Emperor Ji Wudao, the eldest son of the emperor, lowered his head slightly, his face completely lost blood, and his fingers curled up in his sleeve trembled violently.

　　 For the first time in his life, he felt the boundless fear, as if slowly swallowing him.

why.

　　 Why does he know! !

　　In an instant, Ji Wudao noticed a light fluttering gaze toward him, which was fleeting.

　　 Xu Beiwang stood with his hands shouldered, and said calmly:

　　 "Wang Lao Dog, I will count to three."