Chapter 291: Facing Qian Zu
"Assist the king and educate the world, formulate laws and rules to regulate the people, and provide for the old and the young." The old man recounted the Confucian path word by word, his expression full of seriousness.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Liang Hui stroked it gently with admiration in his eyes.

The principles and logic that the other party described are not wrong!
Moreover, the Master in front of him has spent most of his life practicing his own teachings.

Such people are worthy of respect no matter what.

The most important thing is that the other party did not touch the big pit of spiritual energy.

"It's a good idea. Do you want to come to the Divine Dynasty to try it out?" Liang Hui stretched out his hand, stroked the long banner beside him, and looked directly at the old man.

boom!
Silent thunder exploded in the Master's heart.

The Emperor of the Divine Dynasty, who was regarded as a devil by most of the cultivators, actually satisfied his demands so easily.

The surging emotions surged in his chest, but were quickly suppressed by the Master.

He stood up and bowed.

"I wonder if your majesty needs the Confucians to do anything."

"It is enough for you to just practice your way." Liang Hui withdrew his hand from the green banner with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, a trace of astonishment flashed in the old man's eyes, and he looked up at the young man who was sitting cross-legged.

Its momentum is cold and cruel, but also dignified and upright.

"Your Majesty, great justice."

The young man remained expressionless and waved his hand, signaling the Confucian master that he could leave.

The old man nodded slightly, slowly stepped back and left the chariot.

He wanted to gather Confucian disciples, wait for the world to be unified, and then practice his own way.

Liang Hui looked at the somewhat empty chariot in front of him.

With a wave of his hand, the green flag shrank rapidly, then turned into a stream of light and landed in his palm.

Playing with the palm-sized green flag.

The other hand swept across the front, revealing a coffee table, a pot of tea, and two steaming cups neatly placed there.

"Since you are here, have a cup of hot tea."

The moment the words fell, a hazy figure was already sitting cross-legged in front of the young man.

It was a tall figure wearing the Ten Thousand Dragons court robe, with lines of extremely masculine and powerful dragon energy entwined around his body.

He was holding an imperial seal in his arms, and his long hair could not hide the sharpness of his eyes, nor his cold expression:
"You are the honored guest we invited, but now you want to take over the host."

Boom!

The clouds collapsed, the sky shook, and an indescribable power was generated between heaven and earth.

Liang Hui gently waved the green flag in his hand.

The broken clouds closed, the shaking sky was stabilized, and the most masculine and powerful force was dispersed.

In a breath, everything returned to normal.

"You six have invited me here. What is their intention? You should know clearly."

"It's nothing more than driving the tiger to devour the wolf, then killing the tiger to get its bones, or just sitting back and watching both sides lose."

Liang Hui chuckled, picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Snapped!
The young man put the teacup down, leaned forward slightly, and an indescribable power filled the sky and the earth.

It was as if a sacred mountain had collapsed, the pillars of heaven had broken, and the world was about to collapse.

A playful smile appeared on Liang Hui's face:
"Besides, I want to rule the world. What can you, a dead man, do to me?"

Huhuhu~
Heavy breathing sounds came from Qianzu.

For most of the world, the wind and the earth are trembling, all living things and spirits are kneeling down to worship.

How long!
How long has it been since a living being dared to talk to me like this?

Liang Hui ignored the turbulent situation, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

He picked up the teacup and started drinking it in small sips.

After a long time, the heavy breathing finally calmed down, and a hand filled with dragon energy reached out, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"I can give you two-thirds of the human world, and the remaining one-third is for the restoration of Daqian."

Liang Hui's face became even more playful and he shook his head.

Following the young man's refusal, Qian Zu fell silent, and the atmosphere in the chariot became more solemn and depressing. "I was once the master of the human world. Even if I fall, I have the means to destroy the human world and destroy it together with the good."

"What does it have to do with me!" Liang Hui laughed softly, his laughter was cold and cruel.

Threat, then try it.

At this moment, a hint of astonishment flashed across Qianzu's always cold face.

He knew very well what the person in front of him had done since coming to the world.

Although the means are ruthless, they are still relatively friendly to the people.

Now it seems that it is just more friendly after all!

The best solution has been rejected, so let's settle for the next best option.

Call ~
After exhaling a breath of foul air, Qian Zu could only throw out his last chip.

"I can give you all the scriptures, secret techniques, and books I know since I was born."

"But I hope I can come back after this catastrophe."

It is undoubtedly extremely difficult for a strong man of his level to die cleanly.

But the situation in Guangxi Realm is too complicated.

In the end, no matter the winner is the snake demon or his five old rivals, he will definitely be eaten up.

Now he can only place his hope on the person in front of him, so that he can come back again after the catastrophe.

Hearing this, Liang Hui put away his playful expression, put on a serious look, put down his teacup, and spoke:
"not enough!"

"I want your position as the source of spiritual energy."

"Sure enough, I noticed it." Qian Zu sighed in his heart.

However, after being beaten to death by the snake demon, the possession of the source of spiritual energy was something he was bound to lose.

He drank the tea in his palm, slowly put it down and pushed it in front of the young man.

Liang Hui lowered his head and saw that the empty teacup was now filled with green water.

In this cup of green water, Liang Hui saw endless patterns, heroes and geniuses who soared into the sky from ancient times to the present, the source of extremely pure spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy network that covered the Guangxi Realm layer by layer.

As long as he drinks this cup of green water, he can replace Ancestor Qian and become one of the six roots, absorbing the wisdom and spiritual light of all the cultivators in this world from ancient times to the present.

Liang Hui's eyes were deep as he picked up the teacup and put it in his arms.

Then, he made a promise: "When I return one day, I will guide you into the Tao."

Qian Zu nodded and looked at the young man deeply.

He had no choice.

We can only believe that the young people can win this catastrophe and fulfill their promises.

The illusory figure began to collapse as the dragon energy began to disappear, and within a few breaths, it had disappeared from the chariot.

Boom! Boom!
Silver snakes flickered in the sky, but they carried a sense of sadness.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
A drop of blood-red rain slid down from the sky and fell to the ground.

Then a torrential rain of blood poured down, covering the entire world.

Among the endless maple trees, autumn leaves dance under the blood rain.

Countless monks shuttled back and forth below, looking up at the sky with dazed expressions.

"Good, good!"

The door of a temple hidden in the deepest part of the maple forest slowly opened, and a thin monk with a solemn appearance leaned against the threshold, gazing at the sky.

He clasped his hands together, with a mixture of sadness and relief, and sighed:

"I am fine!"

In Jinfeng Temple, Shangqing Sect, and Taiqing Sect, one strong man after another looked up at the sky with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

One of the six saints who have lived since ancient times has now fallen.

The chariot that stayed in the sky set off again under the rain of blood.

There are only a few roads left in this world, don't delay.

(End of this chapter)