Yu Jizi's words made Yao Xiaoyu fall into some kind of thought.

Yu Jizi was not in a hurry, and stood in the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, looking up at the spiritual tablet of Cangyunzi, the first ancestor of Cangyun, at the top.

I don’t know how long it took, but the demon Xiaoyu said: “The sword cuts through the void, the fist shatters the sky, the stick sweeps away the wilderness, the spear emerges like a dragon, the ax cuts through the Huashan Mountains, and the wind blows from the knife.

As far as cultivators are concerned, it is difficult for even a powerful Xumi to break a thousand-foot stone mountain with one move, but if it is supplemented by a powerful magic weapon, it is not difficult to do this."

"That's right. If a powerful Xumi man holds a heavenly weapon in his hand, not to mention a thousand-foot stone mountain, even a three-thousand-foot mountain can collapse in an instant."

A hoarse voice came from the sect.

After the voice fell for a long time, I saw an extra person in front of the door.

A rickety old man living on a bamboo stick.

Yu Jizi immediately stepped forward to greet him and said, "Yu Jizi pays homage to my uncle."

There is only one person from the Cangyun Sect who can be called the master's uncle by Yu Jizi.

Xian Yao.

Xian Yao was not seen taking any steps, and his body had already appeared in front of Yu Ji Zi.

She asked: "Why, something happened again in Qilin Mountain?"

No matter how arrogant Yu Jizi is, he still behaves like a grandson in front of Xian Yao.

He respects Xian Yao from the bottom of his heart, and definitely not because of Xian Yao's fighting prowess.

Yujizi respectfully explained the information that was sent back from Qilin Mountain an hour ago.

After listening, Xian Yao said: "It's not a big deal. Xuan Ying and Ye Zi are both at Wanhu Ancient Cave at the moment, so they can do it easily.

Yang Xuan, you came just in time, there is something I should tell you so that you can prepare early."

Yu Jizi's expression changed and he said, "Please give me some advice from my great uncle."

Xian Yao glanced at Yao Xiaoyu.

The demon little fish nodded slightly.

Then Xian Yao said, "Have you ever heard of the Pangu clan?"

Southeast of Kunlun Snow Mountain, in a valley.

The big hole made by Ye Xiaochuan is still there, but the people are gone.

Under the rocks south of the big pit, Yun Qiyou was still in a coma, with a bearskin covering his body, with only his head exposed.

Ye Xiaochuan sat on a stone nearby, looking at the woman he had longed for day and night with a complicated expression.

There was nothing serious about Yun Qiyou's body, and all the power of the seven-star black crystal had disappeared.

No matter how Ye Xiaochuan searched, he could not find where the Seven Star Black Crystal was hiding.

In the end, Ye Xiaochuan could only comfort himself, and the Seven-Star Black Crystal returned to the Chen-Zhan Divine Sword.

It's just that it's hard to say when Yun Qiyou will wake up.

After all, this was the first time this kind of thing had happened to Yun Qiyou, so there was no previous experience and no theoretical basis.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't go anywhere, he just stayed by Yun Qiyou's side.

At dusk, he felt that Yun Qiyou was about to wake up, so he lit a fire nearby and cooked some rice porridge.

Before the rice porridge was cooked, the magic sound mirror reacted.

It came from Longtian Mountain.

Long Tianshan said: "Young Master, it's been a whole day, where are you?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "I'm doing something outside. What happened to Wanhu Ancient Cave again?"

Long Tianshan said: "That's not true, it's just that Mr. Xu almost got into a fight with the scholar invited by Zhongtu."

Ye Xiaochuan frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Long Tianshan smiled bitterly and said: "The concepts are different.

There are certain differences between Confucianism in heaven and Confucianism in the human world.

The lectures went well in the morning, but in the afternoon when these gentlemen gathered to discuss and inquire, Mr. Xu started arguing with those gentlemen because of the saying that things have their origins and ends, and those who know first and foremost are shortcuts."

Even if Ye Xiaochuan is illiterate, he can roughly understand the general meaning of this sentence.

The general meaning is that everything has its roots and ends, and everything has a beginning and an end.

Once you understand this fundamental truth, you will be close to the law of development of things.

What's there to argue about?

Long Tianshan said: "I'm not sure. It seems that the explanation of this sentence in Confucian classics in the heaven is different from that in the human world."

Culture is diverse, and culture is also malleable and innovative.

In a word, it means this in this place, but in another place, the meaning may be different.

All Confucians are old scholars who quote scriptures and chew on words, and they are almost pervertedly serious about learning.

The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, and the knowledge cannot be careless.

This common problem occurs not only among Confucian scholars in the human world, but also among Confucian scholars in the heavenly world.

Now Master Xu and the intellectuals in the world all think that they are right, and they are quarreling with each other.

Fortunately, the sage said, a gentleman speaks but does not act. These scholars are still somewhat restrained and are just arguing.

If those uneducated gangsters in the Demon Sect's temple were the bunch, they would have rolled up their sleeves and pinched themselves.

Ye Xiaochuan planned to order Long Tianshan to teach his disciples separately from Master Xu and those Chinese gentlemen, or simply let Master Xu spend his old age.

This old man is quite old. If something unexpected happened, he would not be able to explain it to Tian Yu and Thunderbolt.

But he was stopped by Ye Cha.

Ye Chadao: "Discussions caused by differences among intellectuals are not a bad thing, as long as they are controlled within a certain range and do not cost anyone's life."

Ye Xiaochuan didn't know why.

When did this Heavenly Grandfather care about such trivial matters?

Ye Tea Ceremony: "There are many splendid civilizations and cultures in the world. Even the country of Kunlun Nu in the far west has its own civilization and culture.

All races live in the same world, and we cannot understand the culture of all races, let alone the world of human beings and the world of heaven, which belong to different spaces.

Boy, the pattern needs to be bigger, you can just take this opportunity to integrate the cultures of heaven and earth."

Ye Xiaochuan's eyes lit up.

No matter who wins this catastrophe, the civilization of the Three Realms will still exist.

If the world of heaven and earth can strengthen cultural exchanges and understand each other better, perhaps friction between them can be reduced in the future.

Leaf tea is indeed leaf tea.

He was asking Ye Xiaochuan to play a big game of chess.

Ye Xiaochuan readily accepted Ye Cha's suggestion. However, Master Xu was a Confucian scholar. He could not represent the culture of the entire heaven. What he represented was only the culture of the human forces in the heaven.

Therefore, Ye Xiaochuan planned to make this game bigger.

He thought of those heavenly monks who were captured by human cultivators during the war between heaven and man ten years ago.

Maybe we can get a group of prisoners for testing.

However, most of these prisoners were secretly taken into custody by Cangyun Sect, and no one knew where Yu Jizi hid these prisoners.

Ye Xiaochuan could only think of another way.

He asked Long Tianshan to send people to watch Master Xu and the scholars, and as long as they didn't do anything, they could argue as they pleased.

Ye Xiaochuan believed that with Master Xu’s wisdom, he would find a balanced fulcrum.

I turned off the magic sound mirror, stirred the millet porridge a few times, and checked Yun Qiyou's condition.

Yun Qiyou still had no intention of waking up.

At this time, the magic sound mirror made some movement again.

Ye Xiaochuan thought it was still Long Tianshan, but after opening it, he found a beautiful little girl with somewhat dark skin.

Wearing a white robe, a piece of white cloth was wrapped around his forehead.

"Gelsang?"

When Ye Xiaochuan saw Gesang, he almost didn't recognize him.

Of course, Kelsang was not showing off his mourning.

The wizards in southern Xinjiang all wear white robes, and she is the great wizard of the Miao people today. She is dressed like a filial son from China who wears sackcloth and wears mourning. It is not surprising.

Because Gesang has been secretly monitored by the Cangyun Sect these years, Ye Xiaochuan rarely contacts her directly to avoid exposing the secret that he is still alive.

This time Gesang took the initiative to contact him, which surprised Ye Xiaochuan.
To be continued...