MTL - Super Dimensional Martial Immortal-Chapter 376 Gift

  【Old Royal Court】

  In the majestic and holy hall, a young man in white materialized out of thin air, and the shining bamboo slip in his hand quickly dimmed, revealing the most primitive and clumsy truth.

"Huh?"

  On a throne next to the young man, a glamorous woman and a kitten in her arms raised their heads at the same time, blinking their eyes in unison, staring curiously at this "uninvited guest".

   Facing the inexplicably cute eyes of the two of them, the hostility in Zhao Yinshun's heart dissipated instantly, and the corners of his mouth filled with a gentle arc, but the next second, his smile froze on his face.

   "I heard that you are busy killing Zhongliang and slaughtering people in Luzhou, why do you have time to come here?"

   "..."

  Looking at Master's teasing and charming smile, Zhao Yinshun curled his lips angrily.

   "Who did you listen to?"

   "Those people of Confucianism [rumors and rumors] spread it with their noses and eyes, and everyone knows it."

   Pursing his lips and chuckling, Duan Musui stroked the kitten in his arms, leaned lazily on the throne, and murmured casually.

   "Luzhou is the stronghold of Confucianism, and you are their favorite kind of well-known 'tyrant'. Be careful that their great Confucianists will come to fight with you and spray your [Dao Xin] to death."

   Speaking of this, Duan Musui hooked the corners of his mouth in disdain.

   "The group of rotten scholars like to play this kind of trick of [speaking directly to the emperor], using others as stepping stones, harvesting prestige, and giving feedback on their own path. Hmph, a group of people who are trying to gain fame."

  Hearing the disdainful words of the master, Zhao Yinshun pondered for a moment, and finally decided to tell the truth.

   "Actually, Confucianists have already arrived."

  唰~

  Like a lioness guarding her cubs, Duan Musui's lazy and **** eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by a gloomy and terrifying light.

   "A group of old dogs! How dare you use the big to bully the small!!"

   Sensing that Duan Musui was a little too excited, Zhao Yinshun frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to hold her catkin, and comforted her softly.

   "Master, I'm fine."

"Shun'er, you are Damin [Zheng Guogong], of course they don't dare to be against you openly, but the Confucian words are terrifying, and they are best at [killing people and punishing their hearts], and they are wounded by their [talking swords], Although the body and soul can't see the injury, the [Dao Xin] will be greatly impacted, and may even never recover from it..."

   Clenched Zhao Yinshun's palm tightly, Duan Musui nervously pulled him to look around, even Su Lingyi jumped on his head and meowed anxiously.

   After confirming that his spirituality is complete and harmonious, and there are no obvious abnormalities, one person and one cat breathed a sigh of relief.

  It wasn't until this moment that Duan Musui realized that Zhao Yinshun was holding a simple and mysterious scroll of bamboo slips in his other hand, and his charming peach blossom eyes slightly raised.

"What's this?"

   Being qualified to be brought into this mysterious space by Zhao Yinshun himself is definitely not something simple, combined with what the disciple said just now, Duan Musui already has a faint guess in his heart.

   ""Zuo Zhuan", Master, I give it to you."

  Watching his disciple smile and hand the ancient bamboo slips in front of him, as if it was a gift given casually, Duanmu Sui parted his lips slightly, and his eyes widened in shock.

   ""Zuo Zhuan"? Originally?"

   "It should be the original [Holy Relic], even I can't suppress it in reality."

   Subconsciously took the bamboo slip from Ai Tuo's hand, Duanmu Sui's pupils trembled, and it took several seconds to suppress the throbbing emotion.

   "How did you **** this thing?"

   "A blind person came up to talk to me, and said that you have no way to teach disciples. When I got angry, I killed him."

   "Cut...cut?"

"Um."

  Looking at the disciple's contemptuous attitude as if he had butchered a chicken casually, Duan Musui held his forehead in pain and muttered to himself.

   "Who is the great Confucian who is in charge of "Zuo Zhuan"? Why did I forget? By the way, Lian Yuanwei, the Confucian myth that became famous decades ago..."

   "Uh, Master, is there any question?"

  You Yuan glared at the innocent disciple, Duan Musui waved his hands tiredly.

   "No problem, he bullies the small with the big, and he is to blame for being slaughtered by you. Since ancient times, there are not a few great Confucians who overturned their cars... If you like to criticize people, you must be prepared to bear the corresponding price."

   At the end, Duan Musui pursed her lips gloatingly, and then looked at the bamboo slips in her hand with complicated eyes, rubbing the obscure seal characters on it with her fair and plump fingers, as if she was looking at some precious treasure.

"But the slaughter of 'virtuous' tyrants has to bear the karma of heaven and earth, except for those [perverted] people of the devil who occasionally kill a great Confucian for fun. No decent person is willing to be an enemy of Confucianism. Spraying and spraying can't win, and killing can't dare kill…"

  Suddenly, Duan Musui paused, and stared at Zhao Yinshun with weird eyes.

"I forgot, apart from [Magic Dao], it is you warriors who kill Confucian scholars the most. When you are annoyed, you don't care about karma. If you don't agree with each other, you will be torn apart, and the Confucian mythology will see you warriors. Just walk around, and call it a beautiful name, don't want to be with vulgar people..."

  Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun's complexion turned dark immediately, feeling that his reputation had been victimized.

   "Master, I am not a vulgar warrior!"

   "Look at this "Zuo Zhuan" and say it again."

   "..."

   "Didn't you say you were sprayed in the eye?"

  Glaring at Zhao Yinshun with winking eyes like silk, Duan Musui shook his head helplessly.

   "Your reputation was not good in the first place, but now it is completely hopeless. I am afraid that the Confucian saints will take action against you with the power of all people..."

  Speaking of this, one person and one cat looked at Zhao Yinshun worriedly, with two pairs of big watery eyes exuding blurred waves.

  Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun smiled nonchalantly.

   "Sentient beings are like floating clouds to me, Master, I don't care."

  Hearing the disciple's casual chuckle, Duan Musui was inexplicably excited, and large goose bumps appeared on his white jade-like skin.

  She could clearly feel that the disciple was not trying to be brave, but looked down on all creatures in this world from the bottom of his heart.

   Even, including the supreme saint in the eyes of the world!

   What's more frightening is that not only does he look down on it psychologically, but he even sneers at the mysterious karmic vow power.

  That is the power that can even tamper with the world, and you must be in awe of the power of fear!

   Can't understand where his extreme arrogance comes from, but Duan Musui has no sense of disobedience, as if he was born to live high in the clouds overlooking the world and look down upon all living beings.

  Hoo~

  Slowly exhaling a breath of fragrance, Duanmu Sui stared at the disciple with eyes that were so moist to the point of drawing, with complicated and melancholy emotions exuding in his pupils.

   "Now that you have grown up, you are Damin [Zhen Guogong]. Some things can no longer be done according to your preferences, and you have to be careful."

   "Let's not just kill people randomly for a moment's pleasure..."

  Taping the disciple's head with the bamboo slip in his hand, Duan Musui suddenly froze, his eyes even more distressed.

   "I forgot again, you warriors are the most tolerant of grievances. As long as your thoughts are not clear, even the [Emperor] dares to be dismounted."

  Hearing her frequent 'forget', staring at the unusually charming and moist eyes in her eyes, Zhao Yinshun's heart suddenly tightened.

   "Master, you..."

  Seeing that the disciple's complexion changed suddenly, Duan Musui's heart warmed up, and he shook his head with a chuckle.

   "I stayed in the imperial capital for too long, and my divinity was a little restless. Now that I have returned to Lingyun Palace, I feel much better."

   "Besides, with your unique domain, I can meet Yiyi and Xiaomin anytime, and I won't be lonely at all."

  Rou Ni caressed the top of his head, feeling the warmth on his head, but Zhao Yinshun's face sank like water.

  Master’s [mythological disease] is getting more and more serious, this kind of endogenous change is still helpless for the time being...

  Both [crazy] and [rational] are part of her existence, how can they be balanced with humanity?

   Seeing the apprentice's heavy expression, Duanmu Sui frowned coquettishly, and rumpled his hair vigorously.

  "A little kid, wrinkling his face all day long, be careful to turn into an ugly monster!"

  Bai Nen fingers forcibly pulled a reluctant smile on Zhao Yinshun's face, Duanmu Sui changed the subject and handed the bamboo slips to him again.

   "By the way, you should return this "Zuo Zhuan", otherwise Confucianism will not let it go."

   Sensing a trace of reluctance in her eyes, Zhao Yinshun shook his head involuntarily.

   "Master, this is a gift from me."

   "Stupid, this is a sacred object of Confucianism [xiu] [note] for many years. It is impossible for people from other paths to pry into the power of it, even me..."

  Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yinshun stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the bamboo slips. The original and simple bamboo slips disintegrated instantly, and exploded into pieces of wooden slips suspended in the air.

  Under the sluggish eyes of one person and one cat, the seal characters on the wooden tablets turned from virtual to real, and became indescribable characters one by one, slowly expanding, and gradually filling the vast and infinite [Old Royal Court].

   Duan Musui's eyes flickered, and when she met any of the ever-changing and wriggling divine seal scripts, an endless torrent of knowledge would pour into her soul, making her feel full and joyful.

  At her level, she is already qualified to comprehend by analogy and learn from the [Tao] of other paths.

  However, in the same way, the [Tao] at this level is the untold secret of each sect, hidden in the core inheritance of the [Holy Relic]. If there is no special opportunity, it is impossible to get a glimpse of it.

  But now, she doesn't need to spy at all. Zhao Yinshun has violently crushed the "shell" of "Zuo Zhuan", revealing the supreme avenue that has been continuously polished by countless great scholars since ancient times.

  The most precious core was exposed in front of his eyes without reservation, and even an existence like Duan Musui couldn't help but feel his eyes warm up and his heart beat violently.

  Looking around at the obscure script script that shone like stars in the sky, Duan Musui's thoughts surged, and he tried his best to suppress the throbbing, and looked at Zhao Yinshun with winking eyes.

   "You... how did you do that?"

  It is not impossible to violently capture Confucian and Taoist sacred objects. From ancient times to the present, various [classics] have been lost due to wars or other reasons, but in the end they will all return to Confucianism.

Because others cannot decipher its mysteries, and this kind of sacred objects at the [Proving Dao] level are immortal, the mythical Confucians can easily sense their existence, go round and round, and finally return to Confucianism hand.

  But today, Zhao Yinshun's move made Duan Musui doubt his unbreakable "common sense".

  【Tao】Is it really immortal?

  Then why is it like a toy in the hands of my apprentice?

  Let him knead and knead and change into various postures?

  Blinking their eyes, one person and one cat stared at the boy in white curiously, but he tilted his head in doubt, spreading his hands as if it should be done.

   "Isn't it just as long as you have hands?"

  Dan Musui: "..."

  Su Lingyi: "..."

   After a long silence, the little cat spoke first.

   "Master, the younger brother has no respect, can I bite him?"

   "Okay, you left and I right."

  Zhao Yinshun: "Huh?"

   A few minutes later, looking at the tooth marks on his left and right hands, Zhao Yinshun hesitated to speak, stopped and hesitated to speak.

   But when he saw a person and a cat staring at the stars in script script, he sighed helplessly and snapped his fingers.

  crack~

  In an instant, the divine seal script all over the sky collapsed, retracting pieces of wooden tablets, and then the wooden tablets shrank and closed neatly, turning into a mysterious and clumsy bamboo slips again, which slowly fell into the palm of Duan Musui.

   "Master, just watch and play if you like it, and I'll help you find all the other [classics]."

  Hearing what his apprentice said, Duan Musui trembled all over, and stopped him immediately.

   "Don't! One volume of "Zuo Zhuan" is enough for me to comprehend for a long time, so don't mess around!"

   Slightly nodding his head noncommittally, Zhao Yinshun looked around at a person and a cat, showing a gentle smile.

   "Then you practice slowly, and I'll deal with the hands and tails in reality."

"and you…"

   After a pause, Duan Musui hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly.

   "Go, don't be brave, tell me something."

   "Master, I am now Da Min [Duke Zhen] who is under one person and above ten thousand people, and I am not a child anymore."

   "Pfft~ A kid who hasn't reached the crown, why pretend to be mature? With your current cultivation and age, you are only equivalent to a baby!"

   "..."

  With a thought, Zhao Yinshun clenched his fists in grief and anger as he looked at his 2,700-year-old life.

   I will be an adult in five or six hundred years!

  Wait for me to grow up... Isn't there only four hundred years left from the last time I stepped on a horse?

  How come adulthood is getting longer and longer?

  Recognizing his reverse growth process of "reversing the electric meter", Zhao Yinshun wept secretly in his heart.

  Damn it!

  500 years!

  Monkey King has been released from under Wuzhi Mountain!

  What do I need this iron rod for?

  Gritting his teeth in grief and indignation, the figure of the white-clothed boy instantly blurred and dissipated, his will was withdrawn from the [Old Royal Court], and he returned to the real world.

  Opening his eyes, Lian Yuanwei still stared blankly at the void in his dying posture, but the focus of the empty pupils had already lost.

  However, the sword intent purely condensed by [God] only erased his true spirit. In a sense, the body and soul that constituted him have not even died.

  However, the original imprint that constituted the existence of Lian Yuanwei disappeared, and he was indeed dead.

  But just when Zhao Yinshun was feeling emotional, a heavy whisper sounded beside him.

   "The subordinate is incompetent, please punish him!"

  Li Yuerong half-kneeled at the boy's feet, bowing his head guiltily.

  Ask for tickets~~