Settle down.
Settle down...
In the echoing sound, the Confucian Taoist Saint nad "ng Xi" laughed.
And he no longer gave Yun Ze a chance to retort, as soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant platinum light burst from his body.
Dazzling to the fullest, magnificent to the extre.
"My path stops at the present mont!"
Amidst the wild laughter, ng Xi’s bold words were spoken, instantly suppressing Yun Ze’s Vast Energy.
Even the Vast Energy on the phrase at the top of Confucianism, "Confucianism and Daoism through the ages, stopping at oneself," was suppressed by this layman ng Xi.
Yun Ze was naturally unwilling, gritted his teeth and struggled against it, but earlier, his Dao heart wavered, a flaw caught by ng Xi, leaving him inevitably powerless.
"The path of a junior will not stop here!"
"So what? So what? Millennia, eons later, who will care about you? Who will revere you?"
ng Xi’s laugh grew even more wild and wanton, his figure suspended in the air, leaping to the very top, surpassing the phrase "Confucianism and Daoism through the ages."
Even the phrase he wrote, "Without a single one," rose from below to stand at the top of the words left by the Saints of Confucianism.
"My path, shaking the ancient and illuminating the present, what difficulty is there? What difficulty?"
"I am in the ancient, I am the strongest, and in the future generations, it will be the sa!"
With such wild arrogance, Yun Ze’s face changed dramatically, not understanding why the scene before him was happening.
The surrounding great powers looked at each other in dismay as well.
"This... the ssage on the Kan Transformation Gate, it can actually change positions?"
"Unprecedented and unheard of."
"And I don’t know who this ’ng Xi’ is? Why have I never heard of his na?"
"He... should not be a contemporary, perhaps a Confucian Taoist Saint active on Taizhou Mountain before the ancient extinction."
"But isn’t this Tianpeng Secret Realm an ancient land?"
"You ask ? Whom should I ask?"
For a ti, the voices around were mixed, with people discussing endlessly, yet ignorant of the reasons.
They could only watch ng Xi leap above, only watch Yun Ze’s handwriting ranked third in Confucianism, watching him sigh unwillingly but helplessly.
Within the crowd.
Chen Yi looked at the laughing scholar, and couldn’t help but smile slightly, exclaiming:
"Confucianism... should be like this."
Ah Lang and a few others also nodded: "Indeed, such Confucianism focuses only on the present, regardless of how splendid the predecessors were, or the situation of the future generations, this is most worthy of admiration."
Qing Feng playfully asked, "So how many of you can beco invincible in your ti?"
Ah Lang and Sword Obsession paused their smiles, exchanged a glance, and remained silent.
The two of them were too far from being the first of their ti, it seed impossible in this life.
Chen Yi chuckled softly, "Sister Qing Feng, being number one in the world is not the goal, what we cultivators should concern ourselves with is ourselves. As long as we are stronger tomorrow than we are today, it’s inevitable we’ll accumulate into greatness."
Qing Feng paused at these words, contemplating, "What if one day, you find your cultivation, Technique Divine Power realm no longer improving?"
"Naturally, I’ll improve in other areas."
"Like what?"
"Like music, chess, calligraphy and painting, fishing, there will always be sothing new for to improve in."
Qing Feng was montarily stunned, "No wonder Second Brother sotis fishes on the mountain, turns out he’s reached a point of no advancent."
"..."
Zhao Tianhe resisted the urge to turn around, pretending he didn’t hear anything, letting Qing Feng tease him.
What nonsense that fishing is the end of progress.
Clearly, this humble one was using fishing to temper the mind.
If one can’t endure the hardship of fishing, how could they endure the solitary days atop a mountain peak?
Of course, such deep and enigmatic words, Zhao Tianhe couldn’t explain to Qing Feng.
Upon hearing Qing Feng’s words, the others couldn’t help but laugh.
After the laughter.
Ah Lang looked at the sowhat disheartened Yun Ze, sighing: "The eminent ones on the Kan Transformation Gate, even Yun Ze finds it hard to surpass them, truly one cannot underestimate these predecessors."
Xiao Liuer agreed, "Ancients are rely ancient, not foolish, on the contrary, their wisdom is far higher than the vast majority of cultivators today."
"Otherwise, why else would so many cultivators be so eager for the legacy of the Ancient Daoist lineages?"
Qing Feng rolled her eyes and said, "With the talent of those people, even if the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and Divine Power Techniques of the Ancient Daoist lineages were placed before them, they would be unable to inherit them, they are rely dreaming."
Sword Obsession nodded in agreent, "Sister Qing Feng is right, many great powers have little strength, yet they fantasize about standing at the pinnacle of Taizhou Mountain all day, I don’t understand."
Qing Feng gave him a sidelong glance, smiling and asked, "Then who was it, who used to talk about challenging Brother Yi all the ti? Now you’ve gone silent?"
"...Sister Qing Feng, you are really..."
And at this mont, the "Confucianism through the ages" that had just been suppressed by ng Xi suddenly burst out with a glow.
The light was not dazzling in the least, instead, it was dimr than the ssage at the bottom of the Confucian words.
But strangely, as that light appeared, the laughter of ng Xi, who was at the top, suddenly ceased, and he looked down.
"Oh? You want to co out and get so fresh air too?"
"ng Xi, though your path has the ability of creation, you are too stubborn, standing still, ultimately limited in one lifeti."
An elderly voice followed, and in a vague manner, an old man dressed in a gray scholar robe appeared.
He looked warmly at the many scholars, cultivators, and great powers below, smiling and nodding, as if greeting them.
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