The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 5: Goddess Statue
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Julu City!
In a courtyard, seven or eight green-robed scholars surrounded a white-robed man.
The man holds a folding fan, his eyes are arrogant.
"Brother Chen Ping, I am so angry that I am a confidante, I will admire it!" a scholar in a green robe exclaimed.
"Brother Chen Ping is a close disciple of the great sage Sima Yuntian. His fame moved the world. He gave an order, but hundreds of Confucian scholars responded!"
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Everyone complimented the white-robed man.
The white-robed man Chen Ping smiled with satisfaction, and then solemnly said: "Meng Rongrong is a goddess, sacred and inviolable. I can't think of a foreign mediocre husband who would dare to face her assault in front of nearly ten thousand cultivators? Is it tolerable or unbearable? Everyone, this time the crusade against the Alliance, we must make the shameless and unscrupulous people pay the price they deserve!"
"Good!"
"We listen to Brother Chen Ping!"
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The Confucian scholars in the courtyard nodded one after another, some were filled with righteous indignation, and some were pleased with Chen Ping.
"Sir, sir!" A servant ran into the courtyard in a panic.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ping asked in confusion.
"Then Yan Chuan is out!" The servant said immediately.
"Really? I don't want to be a tortoise at last? Let's go, everyone will verbally criticize me and teach this shameless villain!" Chen Ping shouted.
"Good!"
"Educate him to go!"
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A group of people, led by Chen Ping, stepped out of the small courtyard and was led by the subordinates. The Confucian scholars gathered more and more, mighty and magnificent, they went to challenge Yan Chuan with splendor——
Yanchuan, Qinglong, Miaomiao, and Dongfang are decent, flying fast in the city.
"Master, someone is following us! And there is more than one wave!" Qinglong frowned.
"This is normal. Now Yan Chuan is a celebrity in Julu City. Who dares to insult the big and small sisters in Julu Academy? Who dares to forcibly indecent the big and small sisters in front of nearly ten thousand cultivators?" Dongfang decently laughed.
"I said, there is no indecent!" Yan Chuan was a little speechless.
"Understand, understand!" Dongfang Zhengpai showed a wretched smile.
"Meow! The surname is Dong, didn't you mean to take us to sign up? Why did you come around behind?" Meow shouted.
"My last name is not Dong!" Dongfang Zhengpai shouted suddenly.
"The registration point is just behind!" Dongfang Zhengpai said.
"Oh, who is responsible for the literary fights of this session of Fengshence?" Yan Chuan asked.
"Zuo Yuanyuan Zheng, Le Yi!" Dongfang Zhengpai explained.
"Left courtyard? Le Yi?"
"Julu Academy is divided into left and right houses. Except for the great sage who does not want to be disturbed by mundane affairs, the highest position in Julu Academy is the principal Meng Ziqiu, and then the two houses are upright, Zuo Yard Le Yi, Sima Yuntian of the right courtyard, unfortunately, Sima Yuntian did not know why in the past, he suddenly gave up the position of the courtyard of the right courtyard, wandered around the world, enlightened all souls, and rumored to go to the other three academies, Wen Dou Zhu Xian, I am back this time and prepare to compete for the title of God and reopen the new academy!" Dongfang Zhengpai explained.
"Wen Dou wise men?" A trace of solemnity flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes.
"Okay, here we are, no flying is allowed here, even the master, must walk on the ground!" Dongfang Zhengpai said.
Everyone pressed Luoyun's head.
Walking around the Giant Deer Mountain Range, everyone came to a huge mountain valley. A huge square, surrounded by a large number of palaces.
But inside the alcove, there are nearly a hundred white lights soaring into the sky.
"Before registering, we must enter the worship service!" Dongfang Zhengpai solemnly said.
"Hmm!" Yan Chuan nodded.
Everyone walked towards the alcove.
There is also a lot of Confucianism coming in and out there. All the faces were solemn.
As soon as I entered the mouth of the mountain, I suddenly saw the source of white light. There are a hundred white jade statues, exuding endless awe-inspiring righteousness.
Hundreds of white jade statues, each up to a hundred meters high, are majestic and majestic.
"These hundred statues are all the sages of my Julu Academy, all of them ascend to the immortal world, leaving behind a ray of soul to be raised in these hundred sculptures, leading future generations of Confucianism, cultivating the world, and nurturing my body and righteousness. !" Dongfang Zhengpai explained.
"This is Julu Academy, the Hundred Saints Righteous Altar?" Qinglong's expression suddenly moved.
"Yes, this is the place where my Julu Academy is the most upright!" Dongfang Zhengpai said proudly.
But at this moment, Yan Chuan didn't care about the Hundred Saints sculpture, but looked at the huge sapphire sculpture surrounded by the Hundred Saints in the center.
Although the sapphire sculpture does not radiate awe-inspiring righteousness, the height of the sculpture is exactly twice that of Hundred Saints.
The sapphire statue, with the tail of a snake on the lower body, but a woman on the upper body, with her hands clasped together, and there is a sense of compassion in her eyes.
"Goddess Zhichen?" Yan Chuan looked at the sapphire statue in surprise.
Yan Chuan put his hands together, a very respectful salute.
Dongfang Zhengpai looked at Yan Chuan unexpectedly, but also followed the respectful salute to the woman with a snake head.
"Meow! Why do I feel like crying when I see this statue? Meow!" Meow suddenly looked strange.
"Miao Miao, are you okay?" Yan Chuan looked at Miao Miao curiously.
"Meow, I don't know why, I see her, I want to cry, and I don't know why!" Meow shook her head, showing a dazed expression.
"Cry?" Dongfang decent curiously asked.
"Is this the goddess Zhichen?" Yan Chuan looked at Dongfang Zhengpai and asked.
Finally, Yan Chuan saw a character in common with the past life. Although they are all statues, this has already explained the connection between this world and the past life.
Goddess Zhichen?
"What is the goddess Zhichen?" Qinglong asked puzzledly.
The Oriental School looked at the statue of the goddess, shook his head and said: "I don’t know, but the goddess Zhichen, in the four major academies and the Tianji Sect, has sculptures for future generations to worship. It is rumored that the goddess Zhichen is the world’s all souls. The ancestor, she created all creatures!"
"Ah? The goddess Zhichen, who created all souls in the world?" Qinglong said in amazement.
"Well, don't be rude to the goddess Zhichen, let's go out!" Yan Chuan shook his head.
Even in the past life, Yan Chuan grew up all the way, the goddess Zhichen is the ancestor passed down by all the population. No one dares to blaspheme a point.
"Worship the goddess, you can go out!" Dongfang nodded decently.
Qinglong is still at a loss. Goddess Zhichen? Never heard of it!
Everyone walked out of the Hundred Sage Righteous Qi Altar, walked to the Guangyuanchang, and went directly to one of the palaces.
Fengshen Temple!
Across from Fengshen Temple is a place called Tiandian! There were crowds of people, coming in and out, but the temple was sealed, but it was extremely deserted.
The three of them walked into the Fengshen Temple, and suddenly saw a huge sign with the characters ‘Sima Yuntian’ written on it.
There are eight bored scholars sitting below . Grasping the scroll, he fell asleep on the table.
"Bold, dare to be lazy in the Conferred Temple?" Dongfang Zhengpai cried.
"Hmm!"
The eight scholars suddenly became a spirit.
"Oriental rogue? It's you!" a scholar called out suddenly.
"Oriental people, do you dare to scare me?"
"Oriental wretched, okay, do you dare to come?"
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Eight Confucian scholars called out eight different names, but none of them called the original name of Eastern Decent School.
The Eastern Decent School is not ashamed, but smiled and said: "Brothers, you are busy these days!"
"Busy ass, not allowed to practice, like a fool every day!" A man Ruxiu looked helpless.
"Oh, no, I'm here to have fun with you, let's see, someone has signed up for the Fengshen Strategy!" Dongfang decently smiled.
"What? Sign up? Didn't Sima Yuntian sign up?" The Confucian frowned.
"It's not Sima Yuntian, it's my friend, Yan Chuan!" Dongfang decent pointed at Yan Chuan.
"Yan Chuan? Yan Chuan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" The second call to Yan Chuan's voice suddenly increased by eight pitches.
"What? You are Yan Chuan?"
"Yan Tao's son?"
"Yan Chuan who assaulted Meng girl?"
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A group of Confucian scholars suddenly became interested, holding their beards one by one, looking at Yan Chuan with bright eyes.
"Meow, how do you behave like a wretched fat man?" Meow was puzzled.
The wretched fat boy? Dongfang's face froze.
The eight Confucian scholars also looked stiff, looking at the Eastern decent, all looked sick, coughing, and straightened their attitudes.
"You are Yan Chuan? Are you going to sign up to compete for the entitlement strategy?" a scholar said.
"Exactly!" Yan Chuan nodded.
"Do you know that it is conditional to fight for the conquest of the gods!" the scholar said lightly.
"Conditions?" Yan Chuan looked at the Confucian student in confusion, and then at the Eastern Decent School. Didn't the Eastern Decent School say anything about it?
"Yes, first of all, you must be famous for Julu City. This is the most basic condition. A person who has no influence is not qualified to open academies, and is not qualified to teach all souls!" The Confucian student said lightly.
"I said, Lao Yan, isn't Yan Chuan still famous for Julu City? You go out and ask, who doesn't know Yan Chuan from a thousand-year-old woman to an eight-year-old girl?" Dongfang Zhengpai suddenly became Yan Chuan. Justify it.
But listening to this argument, how come you feel awkward?
"Huh?" Old Yan was slightly startled.
"Furthermore, people like you, who live in the deadly zombie hall, have heard of Yan Chuan. Haven't any outsiders heard of Yan Chuan? You said, how many people are not in Julu City? Know Yan Chuan? Isn't he a famous person to move the whole city?" Dongfang Zhengpai said sternly.
"Well, because of your oriental rogue's face, report it to him!" Lao Yan nodded.
"Listed!" Lao Yan faced the Confucianists behind him.
"Hmm!" Everyone nodded.
Quickly, take out a huge sign, two Confucian scholars quickly picked up the brush on the table, Ling Xu Yihua, and the word Yan Chuan appeared on the sign.
"Hang it up!" Lao Yan exclaimed.
The Confucian scholars nodded and quickly hung the sign on the other side of the hall, side by side with Sima Yuntian.
Just as Yan Chuan was satisfied, there was a loud noise outside the hall.
"Sir, Yan Chuan has entered the Temple of Sealing!" a voice called.
"What? Go in? Okay, go in with me!" A mad voice came from outside the hall.
Everyone turned their heads.
"Chen Ping?" Dongfang raised his brows decently.
The leading man in white, holding a folding fan, stepped into the hall with an arrogant expression.
"Chen Ping, a disciple of Sima Yuntian, the end of the 72nd Confucianism!" Dongfang Zhengpai explained to Yan Chuan in a low voice.
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