Chapter 4810

After a pause, the boundless Taoist continued, "unfortunately, I didn't see what was locked, but I felt that the thing locked there seemed to be a mysterious creature, but I didn't know what it was.".

Lin Feng asked, "didn't you try to explore?".

The boundless Taoist said, "of course! But when I tried to explore what the creature was, I suddenly felt a cold killing intention enveloping my body, so I left quickly!"

"Is it the killing intention from the black mask?". Lin Feng asked with a frown.

The boundless Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's because I don't know where the killing intention comes from that makes me feel bad!"

Lin Feng said, "Confucianism is very mysterious, and it's normal to have many secrets. We don't touch the secrets of Confucianism. After all, we're just guests of Confucianism. If we touch the secrets of Confucianism, I don't know what will happen!"

The boundless Taoist nodded and said, "I know!"

"That's good. You've been busy all night. Go back and have a rest!" Lin Feng said.

Wuliang Taoist priest didn't stop at Lin Feng either. He directly returned to his room to rest.

When the dead Taoist left, Lin Feng couldn't help rubbing his head.

It is hoped that the strong men of Confucianism have not found the extraordinary actions made by limitless Taoists.

If found, it will be a troublesome thing.

It's really hard to argue then.

The next day.

Zhu Fuzi came to Lin Feng.

After seeing Lin Feng, Zhu Fuzi smiled and said, "are you used to living here?".

"The scenery here is beautiful, the climate is pleasant, and the younger generation lives very comfortably!" Lin Feng said.

Zhu Fuzi smiled and said, "that's good. This time he came to the saint's temple with his little friend!"

"The nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry are enshrined in the saint's temple. Therefore, we need to go to the saint's temple and present the ancient poetry made by Xiaoyou to the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry in the form of sacrifice!"

Lin Feng was surprised. He asked curiously, "the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry don't sound as simple as an ancient book. Is there anything special?".

Zhu Fuzi said with a smile, "in fact, the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry are an ancient bronze book. At the beginning, they were used as the carrier for inputting the ancient poetry of Confucian sages, but over time, with more and more ancient poetry, the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry have also changed!"

"Xiaoyou must have heard that words have life.".

"And the words endow these ancient poems with spirituality. Under the nourishment of these ancient poems, this bronze ancient book gradually gave birth to its own gods!"

Wen Yan.

Lin Feng was not surprised.

In that case.

The nine volumes of ancient Confucian poetry today are actually equivalent to an extremely powerful magic weapon.

But.

This magic weapon is very different from ordinary magic weapons.

Because.

This magic weapon integrates the spiritual will of many Confucian sages.

In fact, if the ancient poems you have made before can be included in the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poems.

in due course.

In the nine volumes of Confucian ancient poetry, even their own will will will be branded.

……

Before long, Lin Feng followed Zhu Fuzi to the saint's temple.

In front of the saint's temple is a huge square.

At this moment, many monks gathered on the square.

The monks above the square are all disciples of Confucianism.

Many deacons, elders, great elders and even the sect leader are among them.

In addition, the five deputy heads of Confucianism are also among them.

Confucianists