Confucius?

The most sage and teacher of Confucianism, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism, was also the teacher of Zeng Ziziyu, the master of everyone. For a moment, all Confucian disciples showed excitement.

Uncle Nangong Jing rushed over and Zilu was so excited that he wanted to come over.

It’s still Ziyu who knows the crisis in front of him.

"Wait for the teacher later and clear the alien race in front of you first!" Ziyu stopped shouting.

Ziyu was the second Confucian leader after Confucius. With the order, even countless Confucian disciples were excited, including Nangong Jingshu and Zilu, who instantly returned to the battlefield.

"Follow my orders and guide the words of Confucianism and Taoism!" Ziyu gave the order.

"Yes!" All the Confucian scholars shouted.

"Scholars must not be broad-minded and resolute, but have a long-term path. Isn't it too heavy to think benevolence as their own responsibility? Isn't it too far away after death!" Ziyu shouted loudly.

"Scholars must not be broad-minded and resolute, and their responsibilities are heavy and their paths are long. Isn't it too heavy to think benevolence as their own responsibility? Isn't it too far away after death!" All Confucian disciples shouted loudly.

I saw that in the sky, the vast sea of ​​great roads suddenly rolled up, and then, twisting, as if squeezing the void into space-time cracks.

"boom!"

A star first emerged from the crack, fell from the sky, and rushed straight to a foreign race.

"What is this? Stars?" Juque shouted in the distance.

"Boom!"

The huge stars were all extremely large, and they were shocked to see them. When they fell, they seemed to be greatly reduced by the power of time and space, but they weighed hundreds of millions of times, hitting each alien race hard.

These are not mountains, these are stars.

After seeing a heavy blow, the alien races were immediately smashed and screamed in tears. The stars were shattered, but the power of the stars was bombarded on the alien races.

"Boom!"

After a roar, countless alien races were buried by the fragments of stars.

The appearance of these stars shocked Wang Xiong slightly. You must know that even he could not do this scene.

In a blink of an eye, this alien race was suppressed by the impact.

The Confucian disciples suddenly exhaled and showed a sense of fatigue, which obviously caused countless stars to fall, which was not easy.

But, we can finally free up our hands.

Ziyu was the first to rush to Wang Xiong.

"Teacher, uncle!" Ziyu immediately hugged Wang Xiong excitedly.

"Teacher!" Uncle Nangong Jing and Zilu rushed over excitedly.

All Confucian disciples followed quickly with a pilgrimage mood.

After a excited hug, Ziyu, Zilu, and Nangong Jingshu also stood up again with Confucianism.

At this moment, although Zilu and Uncle Nangong Jing could not understand why the teacher had changed and was still alive, they did not make them suspect that this was the teacher. Because Ziyu was sure, they also determined from the familiarity.

"Greetings to the most saint and master!" Countless Confucian disciples also bowed with excitement.

Wang Xiong looked at the Confucian disciples and took a deep breath: "Ziyu, you did a good job, better than I thought!"

"Teacher, my father mentioned you, but I won't let me come to see you, otherwise we would have come to see you long ago!" Ziyu said excitedly.

"What? Junior brother, you know it long ago?"

"Junior brother, the teacher is resurrected, why don't we know, why don't you tell us!"

Uncle Nangong Jing, Zilu immediately exclaimed.

"I tell you, why don't you rush to see the teacher? What should I do if the teacher's luck is broken?" Ziyu immediately retorted.

"What ruins luck?" Uncle Nangong Jing and others didn't understand.

Wang Xiong knew what Ziyu meant. Not everyone could know that using the life wheel to travel through Confucius. Ziyu was the prince of Jinwu, so he naturally knew from his father.

The way of time has been studied most thoroughly. If this group of Confucian disciples came to call him a teacher a year ago, maybe Confucius would not have achieved success.

"Is this reincarnation of the teacher?" Zilu said curiously.

"Don't ask, I'll tell you back!" Ziyu interrupted immediately.

"Okay!" Zilu nodded.

It’s rare to meet the teacher again. At this time, can you naturally say more other things?

"Teacher, why are you here?" Ziyu said curiously.

"Take someone to see if you know each other!" Wang Xiong said solemnly.

"Oh?" Everyone looked at Juque next to him in confusion.

There are three forms of Juque, one is Juque sword, one is a golden tiger with wings, and the other is a human form.

However, the human form state, because he took too many elixirs to make a breakthrough, the human form grew crooked because of the accumulation of elixirs and became a square person, which made Juque wail for a long time. At this point, Juque rarely turned into a human form, either a tiger form or a sword form.

"Is this..." Zilu said curiously.

"Don't you recognize me?" Wang Xiong frowned.

Ziyu stared at Juque because Ziyu understood that the teacher could not be aimless. This tiger must have something strange. For a moment, all Confucian disciples stared at Juque, and Juque's face turned red. His hair was a little raised. Why was the eyes of these people a little scary?

"Old Liu?" Ziyu suddenly trembled all over.

"What?" Uncle Nangong Jing, Zilu suddenly showed a confused look.

However, Wang Xiong's pupils shrank.

"What old girl? You are crazy! I'm a pure man!" Juque exclaimed suddenly.

"Are you sure?" Wang Xiong looked at Ziyu and said solemnly.

"Lao Liu was called Juque Sword back then!" Ziyu said solemnly.

"Juque Sword, Juque?" Wang Xiong suddenly turned his head and looked at Juque.

"Your Majesty, don't listen to his nonsense. I don't know him!" Juque shouted in surprise.

Wang Xiong ignored Juque and looked at Ziyu and said, "What happened back then? The Juque sword was destroyed?"

"Yes, every holy sword has its own unique attributes. Teacher, Ou Yezi promised you that the Juque Sword must be cast with care. However, in the end, Juque Sword has nothing but sharp! Sharp is just against other weapons in the world, but against the other nine holy swords, there is no advantage. Other holy swords have special attributes, but Juque does not. In the Middle Ages, he died in the end. When Lao Liu died, I was not by my side. I held many people, but I couldn't find his body. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it...!" Ziyu looked at Juque, his eyes lit up.

Juque was so scared that he hid behind Wang Xiong.

"Your Majesty, I'm not his old girl, he's a pervert. We, let's go quickly!" Juque said in a terrifying manner.

"Hahahahaha!" Wang Xiong laughed.

"Teacher, why are you here in this battlefield?" Ziyu said curiously.

"Let me see how I died!" Wang Xiong pointed to the words left by me on a big rock not far away.

When talking about Laozi, Ziyu's expression was complicated.

After all, Ziyu said: "Teacher, do you know that in the past, after Confucius died, Lao Tzu quietly came to Confucius' tomb, and on a big stone, he gave Confucius a cup of tea, a cup of tea that Confucius respected Lao Tzu back then!"

"Oh?" Wang Xiong looked solemn.

After looking at the words on the big rock not far away, Wang Xiong sighed deeply. I was a rival to Confucius and taught Confucius a lot. When I think back then, Wang Xiong is still deeply touched. I am a respectable opponent.

"Dad told me that this is not a place where the teacher can come. Let us not disturb you. Teacher, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. You should go first! I will lead the team here, and on the other side, there is team leader Kong Ji. It is very dangerous here!" Ziyu suddenly said with a solemn expression.

Confucian disciples such as Nangong Jingshu and Zilu were confused about the reason, but Ziyu's tone was extremely solemn, because Ziyu knew more than everyone else.

"I want to know me..." Wang Xiong was about to ask about me.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A roar in the distance resounded throughout the space. The powerful roar made the sea of ​​road above Ziyu and others suddenly tremble, as if it almost collapsed.

"Is this..." All Confucian disciples' faces changed suddenly.

"The ancient food clan is the ancient food clan!" Ziyu's face suddenly changed.

"How come there are two waves of ancient food families this time? No, bad, no, hurry up, set up a formation, thousands of Confucian maps!" Ziyu suddenly shouted.

"Yes!" Countless Confucian disciples shouted loudly.

Suddenly, the Confucian disciples quickly returned to their original positions, and even Nangong Jing and Zilu did not dare to hesitate.

For a moment, the Confucian disciples recited the words of Confucianism and Taoism, and saw that there were scrolls of books, forming a barrier, and surrounding them were as if facing a great enemy.

"Ancient food clan? The king of all races?" Wang Xiong said curiously.

I saw a crack appeared in the distant space. In the crack, it was pitch black, and suddenly a huge monster emerged from the inside.

"boom!"

The monster covered in black smoke fell on the earth, causing the whole earth to tremble suddenly. The monster was as high as 100 feet tall, with fangs on his face and red eyes. When he looked at it, his mind was trembling, as if it was fear from the depths of his soul.

Thousands of feet high, like a giant that reaches the sky, with a long roar as it falls.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
To be continued...