Stunning beauty

Chapter 1291 Li Ziye's Purpose

"drive!"

In the northern border of Dashang, fast horses galloped past.

On the horseback, the middle-aged man in purple looked at the group of people in front of him with a look of joy on his face.

Finally found.

This little bald donkey is running around, and it's really hard to find.

"Buddha, someone is coming this way."

By the river, a believer noticed the fast horse galloping in the distance and reminded.

Sanzang, who was lying on the riverside drinking water, raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound of the horse's hooves when he heard the words. After he saw the face of the middle-aged man on the horse's back, he was startled.

Chao uncle?

Is it coming to life again?

Thinking of this, Sanzang had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Amitabha, don't do it, I hope Uncle Chao is just passing by.

"Buddha!"

Soon, by the small river, Chao Xingge rode to him, then got off his horse and walked forward quickly.

"Amitabha, Senior Chaoshu!"

Sanzang clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully, and called out.

"Buddha, a letter from my young master."

Chao Xingge had heard this strange address, but he didn't care, and handed over the letter in his hand.

"Senior Chaoshu, this little monk has been accumulating virtue and doing good deeds recently, so I won't dig graves anymore." Seeing this, Sanzang hurriedly evaded.

"No grave digging."

Looking at the reaction of the Buddha in front of him, Chao Xingge showed helplessness, and replied, "It's just a small matter."

Hearing the words, Sanzang took the letter half-believingly, and after reading the contents of the letter, his mind was shocked.

That guy, went to Polar Night World?

"Buddha, the letter has been delivered, so I will go back first."

Chao Xingge said something, and immediately prepared to leave, not giving the little bald donkey a chance to refuse.

"Senior Uncle Chao, wait a moment."

Sanzang came back to his senses and asked anxiously, "How long has Brother Li been away?"

"Ten days." Chao Xingge responded.

After hearing Uncle Chao's answer, Sanzang's expression froze.

Isn't that already in the polar night world?

That guy is really crazy, this time he is going to face the God of Light.

That is a god!

"Buddha, if there is nothing else, I will take a step first."

After answering Sanzang's question, Chao Xingge didn't stay any longer, got on his horse and left quickly.

By the river, Sanzang looked at the letter in his hand for a long time, sighed again in his heart, turned around and looked at the twelve believers behind him, and said, "Let's go north."

What brother Li does is always so shocking.

However, this is a game that concerns all living beings in the world, no matter how dangerous it is, you have to go.

Amitabha, the Buddha should bless him, right?

Half an hour later, Sanzang and the twelve believers packed up their luggage and headed north together.

at the same time.

Taixue Palace, in front of the fifth floor of the Buddhist scriptures tower.

Several Confucian disciples watched, with a somewhat nervous expression on their faces.

Haven't made it yet?

This has been going on for over an hour.

On the fifth floor, scholars stood quietly, also waiting patiently.

There are not many people in this world who can wait for one of the four masters of Taixue Palace, unless they are their own direct disciples.

Everyone's attention, Taixue Palace today, another disciple climbed to the fifth floor.

And today's protagonist is Chang Yu, the number one loudspeaker of the Confucian School and the only direct disciple of the Master of Confucianism.

Time passed little by little, another hour later.

The Buddhist scriptures tower suddenly shook violently, and then, on the fifth floor, a figure in distress rushed out, and before he could see his appearance clearly, he fell into the mud like a dog.

"It hurts so much... Master Zhang."

Just as Chang Yu was about to exhale, he suddenly saw the Confucian scholar in front of him, and swallowed the civilized words in his mouth abruptly.

"stand up."

Shuru looked at the boy in front of him, and said calmly, "Go with the old man to see the head of Confucianism."

"Meet the Confucian leader?"

Chang Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he was very puzzled, and asked cautiously, "Master Zhang, it's only up to five floors, there's no need to see the head of Confucianism, right?"

"The head of Confucianism said that as long as you have reached the fifth floor, the teacher will take you to see his old man. Okay, stop talking nonsense and let's go." Shuru said, and immediately walked downstairs.

Seeing this, Chang Yu hurriedly followed.

The Confucian chief asked to see him by name?

Could it be that there is a big chance?

Thinking of this, Chang Yu couldn't help grinning.

Would the Confucian chief let him break through the five realms just because he was happy?

If that's the case, the next time I see Li Jiaoxi again, he won't have to be afraid, just hit him with one hand!

The more he thought about it, the more Chang Yu felt that it was possible, and the smile on his face became brighter.

"Handmaster, Senior Brother Chang Yu."

On the fourth floor, several disciples of the Confucianism sect showed joy when they saw Master Shuru and Chang Yu coming down.

Brother Chang Yu succeeded!

However, why did senior brother Chang Yu laugh so exaggeratedly? Even if he successfully climbed to the fifth floor, he wouldn't be laughing like this, right?

Under the puzzled eyes of the Confucian disciples, Shuru led Chang Yu away from the Buddhist scripture tower and rushed towards the east of Taixue Palace.

Not long after, the two stopped in front of the small courtyard on the east side, saluted together, and said respectfully, "Confucian leader."

"come in."

In the small courtyard, Kong Qiu answered while tidying up the vegetable garden.

Shuru and Chang Yu then walked in.

"Good job, Chang Yu."

In the vegetable garden, Kong Qiu raised his head and said gently, "A few days sooner than I expected."

"Thank you, Confucian chief, for your compliment."

Chang Yu replied embarrassedly, somewhat at a loss for being praised by the sage in the hearts of the Confucian disciples.

"Chang Yu, how about this old man entrusting you with a task?"

Kong Qiu looked at the disciple in front of him and said seriously, "It may be a little dangerous, you decide whether to go or not."

"Leader of Confucianism, please speak."

Hearing this, Chang Yu's expression became condensed, and he said seriously, "As long as the disciple can do it, there is no excuse."

"Don't rush to agree, the requirements of the mission are all here."

Kong Qiu took out a letter from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "Take a look."

When Chang Yu saw the letter that the Confucian leader took out, he immediately stepped forward to take it, and after opening it, he read it carefully.

Gradually, Chang Yu's expression became more and more shocked, and the waves in his heart were unstoppable.

On the side, the scholar obviously knew the reason a long time ago, and there was not much emotion on his face.

"The head of Confucianism."

Soon, Chang Yu came back to his senses, and was interrupted when he was about to answer.

"There is no need to rush to answer."

Kong Qiu said calmly, "Go back and think about it first, and make a decision tomorrow. Go."

"Yes."

Chang Yu responded respectfully, and said, "The disciple will leave first."

After finishing speaking, Chang Yu didn't stay any longer, and turned to leave.

"The head of Confucianism."

After Chang Yu left, Shuru opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Chang Yu is young after all, why don't I go."

"Look at Chang Yu's decision first."

Kong Qiu said softly, "When the Li family boy left that letter, he explained that as long as Chang Yu can climb the fifth floor, then he is the most suitable candidate."

"What if Chang Yu doesn't go up?" Shuru asked in bewilderment.

"That's another arrangement."

Kong Qiu took out another letter from his bosom, squeezed it lightly, and immediately, the letter was shattered and scattered with the wind.

When the scholar saw the letters blowing in the wind, he asked with a complicated expression, "How many letters like this did he keep?"

"I have two here, and there should be quite a few in the hands of others."

Kong Qiu sighed softly, and replied, "That little guy is really crazy, he is testing, and he can win this round only if he is a few steps ahead of his god."

To speculate on the strength of the gods, even the original Taoists dare not do it.

However, if it is successful, then the human race will have a reference for facing the gods in the future.

In this way, there is no need for Li Ziye in the world, mortals can also kill gods.