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Jin Palace.

Lu Guangjing was sitting in an antique warm pavilion, holding a volume made of golden silk in his hand. It could be faintly seen that the cover of the volume had four ancient texts "Yasheng Ancient Scripture" printed on it.

Lu Guangjing, who was studying the "Yasheng Ancient Scripture", seemed to have entered a state of forgetfulness.

Needless to say, Ya Sheng's knowledge is the inheritance and development of the benevolent saint.

This book was given to him by Mr. reason.

After sorting it out, there are as many as one book.

After all, Xun Yu was once a descendant of the Yasheng lineage, and he still has a lot of Yasheng's inheritance.

Lu Guangjing had also heard about the story between the two. This was not a secret.

As far as he knows.

When my husband was still studying in the Confucian Temple, he was a top student who was tireless in learning. He was top-notch in terms of character, policy, vision, knowledge, etc., and he respected his teacher very much.

He was the most proud disciple of Ya Sheng. At that time, no one would have said that with Xun Yu's talent and knowledge, he could take over Ya Sheng's mantle and carry it forward. Just as Yasheng took over the mantle of Rensheng, Xunyu should become the third saint under the "Benevolence" school.

However, when answering questions outside class, the students lined up and asked for advice. It was Xunyu's turn to ask Yasheng a question, but he did not get an answer from the teacher. Instead, he was scolded.

Even if hundreds of scholars in the same hall got the answers they wanted and left with satisfaction, even if Xun Yu waited patiently until the last moment, Ya Sheng still didn't give an answer.

From then on, Xun Yu felt very disappointed with her husband.

If things just develop like this and end, then there will be no more Southern Zhou mastermind Xun Da Guoshi, and it may just be a story of a disgraced scholar who was left out by his husband.

But twenty years after that incident, the Holy Ming invaded, the world was in strife, and dynasties were in chaos. The three religions took action, including the major saints from the Confucian Temple. They intercepted and killed the gods of the demon country with shocking methods that could turn everything upside down.

Before Ya Sheng left, he told Xun Yu the answer.

It's not that the gentleman doesn't want to answer, it's just that he has been thinking about it for twenty years before he can give a suitable answer.

Since then, Yasheng and other saints have never returned.

Many years later, Xun Yu left the Confucian Temple.

Since then, the Confucian Temple has lost a young scholar who studied hard, and the world has gained a Master named Xun. He traveled around the major dynasties, spreading his own doctrines, advocating utilitarianism, saying that people are inherently evil, and criticizing the doctrines of Yasheng. Most of the followers do not end well.

Scholars all over the world have gradually come to know that there is a science called dragon slaying.

Regarding this gentleman named Xun, some people say that he is sinister and cunning, some say that he has forgotten his roots, and some say that he deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors.

But no one will say that he has no ability, and no scholar will say that he is vain.

In Lu Guangjing's eyes, although this gentleman was unscrupulous, he always followed a principle. He never killed anyone personally and did not see blood. According to his old man's words, good people can survive on their own, while evil people need to fend for themselves.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Gong Yanghu, a Confucian scholar in green with a goatee and a beard, came to the door of the room, knocked on the door and said:

"Your Highness, the news from General Qin is quite important. I think you should read it yourself."

Lu Guangjing frowned slightly, closed the "Yasheng Ancient Scripture", placed it gently on the table, and said: "Come in!"

Gongyang Hu pushed open the door and walked in.

"No need to salute, sit down and talk later." Lu Guangjing said.

Gongyang Hu first presented the messenger light talisman to the table in front of Lu Guangjing before retreating.

After reading the content on the summons jade talisman, Lu Guangjing suddenly smiled and said, "Shadow Whistle is pretty good, not as weak as I thought."

Gongyang Hu said: "Shadow Whistle is still very skillful. She has recruited so many masters without even realizing it. It is better for Your Highness to be careful when fighting against her. Over the years, she has deployed a lot of tricks outside."

Lu Guangdian nodded and said, "Since she wants to fight me outside the capital, I'll let her do it."

Gongyang Hu said coldly: "She overestimates her capabilities. With her little possessions, His Highness can destroy them all with just one finger."

Lu Guangjing glanced at the communication light talisman again, his eyes couldn't help but condense, and said: "However, the light talisman mentioned that she recruited a new protector for herself. The news was well hidden, and the identity of this person was unknown. If you can’t reveal it, this person must be very important to her.”

"You can assassinate him." Gongyang Hu said coldly.

Lu Guangjing smiled and said: "You don't have to fight anymore, isn't it just a protector? I have a more suitable candidate to deal with him."

"Aren't there two rookies in the mansion recently? One is Fahai from Jinshan Temple, and the other is Wu Shangzhen from Danyang Mountain."

"Wu Shangzhen successfully broke through to the fifth level with the help of the Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Treasures, and entered the eighth level for the first time, but he was able to kill the veteran monks under Lu Yunqing in Prince Chongwen's Palace. He is definitely not weak."

"Monk Fahai has outstanding performance. Every time he takes action on behalf of the palace, he can complete the task. Recently, he assisted the monks of the Vajra Academy and killed many demons that were causing trouble in nearby states and counties. He has a good reputation."

Lu Guangjing handed over the specific matters to Gong Yanghu: "Isn't Shadow Whistle relying on the fact that she has many men? Then cut off all her men. See how many forces she can withstand and conflict with the two princes, and arrange them all for her. People under my command.”

"Don't worry, Your Highness, your subordinates will fulfill their mission."

Gongyang Hu stood up, cupped his hands, and walked out of the room.

At this moment, in the house warmed by the fire, the sound of a piano sounded far and near.

The sound of the piano is very ethereal, but also extremely sweet. It is like the sound of nature coming down from the nine heavens to the earth, lingering on the water for a long time.

The ordinary man with a sword on his side who was guarding him, and the ugly old man who was half blind all appeared in the house, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The sound waves formed by the sound of the piano formed a wind force that passed through the two of them and directly entered Lu Guangjing's heart.

Inside the room, the man with the sword and Old Man Du looked at each other.

Both of them are monks above the tenth realm, so they can naturally feel the artistic conception in the sound of the piano. Although they only hear the sound, the magnificent world has already appeared in their minds.

In the sound, there is another world.

It can make people addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves!

They only heard about the magical powers of Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Taoist True Lords, who can make one leaf and one Bodhi, one flower and one world, hold the sea in a cup, and hold heaven and earth in the palm of your hand.

In just a moment, the man with the sword and the old man Du felt that their minds seemed to be expanding, able to accommodate everything in the world.

This is especially true for Lu Guangjing in the middle.

There were sweat beads on the palms of Du Lao's hands, and he was very shocked and said: "Such a powerful spiritual power, using the sound of the piano to create an illusion, I wonder who it is?"

"A Confucian great master should be coming. Let's go out to greet him."

Lu Guangjing seemed quite calm, stood up and walked out.

All the evil cultivators in Prince Jin's Mansion had been alarmed for a long time and gathered around the center of the lake in Prince Jin's Mansion, looking at the blue boat in the distance.

In the center of the artificial lake, on the bow of a small boat in the distance, sat a middle-aged man wearing a green bamboo leaf gown and playing the piano. Standing beside him was a man and a woman with extremely young faces. All three of them had gentle and jade-like temperaments. , a handsome gentleman.

The middle-aged man's face is fair and beardless, his temperament is extraordinary and elegant, he has the demeanor of a great Confucian. He is playing the piano with a pair of big hands. The picture is beautiful and full of the rhythm of the avenue. He is like a literary star descending from the earth.

Just as Lu Guangjing and the two priests walked out of the cabin, the middle-aged man retracted his fingers, raised his head, and stared at Lu Guangjing in the distance. His eyes were calm, bright and deep, like two bright stars.

Although he stopped playing the piano, the sound of the piano was still echoing on the water.

The young woman beside him looks like a lady, fresh and refined, giving people an otherworldly feeling, while the man looks like a scholar and has an extraordinary posture.

The middle-aged man's figure loomed in the white mist, full of mystery, and said softly: "I heard that Xun Yu, the imperial master of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, has now appeared in the imperial capital. Today I am here on behalf of the Confucian Temple to ask him for advice. One question, by the way, please invite him back to the Confucian Temple for a cup of tea."

Lu Guangjing knew that the other party was looking for him, so he stood up and pretended to be stupid: "Sir, why are you looking for Master Xun to come to my palace, Prince Jin?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "If Xun Yu assists you in becoming the Lord of Great Flame, what do you think you can achieve?"

Hearing this question, Lu Guangjing's eyes narrowed and he had already guessed the identity of this person.

He is the Censor from the Confucian Temple.

Each censor is served by seventy-two sages in the temple.

The man and woman beside him should be the assistant censors.