If I Don't Die Soon, I'll Really Become Invincible!

Chapter 149: My Tao Does Not Need To Learn From Any1

Chapter 150 My Tao doesn't need to learn from anyone

The two found themselves standing on a small boat. The boat is very simple, with a wooden hull, so rudimentary that it doesn't even have an oar.

The two of them took up almost the entire space of the ship.

And around them, or wherever their eyes could see, were boundless waters.

"This is Xuehai?"

Cai Xianggao's eyes were full of shock.

He was lying on the boat, fetching water with his hands.

The water was icy cold, and when it was fished, it turned into a word for "water", and then slipped down between the fingers.

Learning is endless.

And the water of learning the sea is all composed of Wenqi.

There is only one word, and that is "water".

This is the great magician of the Holy Court. With a wave of the ink pen, the word "water" written down has turned into an ocean.

Such amazing power is really shocking.

Especially in this era of declining Confucianism and Taoism, seeing the means of the senior makes Cai Xianggao feel ashamed.

"If the sub-sage who created the Sea of ​​Learning is still in the world, how dare Xianmen be so arrogant?"

Cai Xianggao was a little emotional.

From the moment he stepped into the Holy Court space, he felt the glory of Confucianism and Taoism in the past.

What a great era it was.

It's really exciting.

But Ye Ning scoffed.

He doesn't know what level Yasheng is, but he is definitely not as good as Heavenly Emperor.

Dude is destined to be Heavenly Emperor, how could this trick surprise me.

All his attention was on the boat.

"Have you noticed that the boat didn't make any movement and stayed where it was."

Ye Ning said.

There is no wind and waves in the learning sea, and the water flow is drawn by the words, and naturally it will not flow.

"His Majesty said just now that if you want to get through the sea of ​​learning, you need to drive this ship with wenqi."

Cai Xianggao remembered Ji Mingyue's words and immediately tried.

His body was boiling, like a trickle, spreading out.

The boat immediately gained power, moved on the Xuehai Sea, and moved forward quickly.

"It's really amazing."

Cai Xianggao sighed with emotion.

"Magic is magic, but it's too slow."

Ye Ning frowned.

Learning is boundless, at this speed, when will you be able to reach the Holy Court?

Wouldn't it take a few days just to get to the Holy Court?

He can't afford it.

Ye Ning thought for a while and used his own style.

So Cai Xianggao saw a long rainbow composed of Wen Qi.

Wen Qi was surging, all poured into the boat.

The boat rumbled loudly, and the hull shook violently, as if there was too much air and it couldn't hold it.

"Brother Ye, are you human?"

Cai Xianggao couldn't help but complain.

He squatted down halfway to prevent himself from being thrown out by the violently shaking boat.

Ye Ning's style is too scary, isn't it?

Compared with him... Forget it, there is no comparison at all.

Ye Ning's cultural energy reserve is simply despairing.

What he didn't know was that Ye Ning was also desperate.

He doesn't want this damned style at all...

With Ye Ning's cultural bonus, the speed of the boat suddenly soared countless times.

Quickly, an afterimage was almost formed.

Above the Xuehai, an astonishing sight appeared, and I saw the shadow of the boat galloping, separating two huge water waves.

That is to say, there is no one in the Holy Court now. If it were replaced in the past when Confucianism and Taoism were at their peak, this scene would definitely alarm the entire Holy Court.

In front of Ye Ning, the evildoer, Xuehai lost the value of existence.

After just four hours, the two saw the coast and the magnificent buildings full of literati atmosphere on the coast.

"The Holy Court has arrived!"

Cai Xianggao showed excitement.

This is the Sacred Land that has nurtured countless Confucian and Taoist seniors. It is the place that every scholar dreams of coming to.

But Ye Ning's eyes were full of vigilance.

"I have to be careful!"

In his opinion, this damn holy courtyard is full of backstabs everywhere.

If he is not careful, he may become stronger.

So he must find ways to avoid risks.

The two arrived at the shore with different thoughts.

After going ashore, not long after walking forward, I saw a thick fog.

Amidst the fog, there was an icy, biting breath.

"This is what Your Majesty said, the trap set by Xianmen in the Holy Court."

Cai Xianggao showed a vigilant look.

"Don't panic, come with me."

Ye Ning was very stubborn and walked in directly.

As soon as they entered, the icy Killing intent rushed in and was about to engulf the two of them.

However, before Ye Ning could move, two breaths emanated from him.

A pure white streak is Haoran's righteous automatic body protection.

A golden streak is actually Buddha light, which comes from Vajra's indestructible glazed pure Sanskrit body.

All the Killing intents melted away before they approached.

Ye Ning was a little speechless, and Haoran's righteousness was enough. Why did this goddamn Buddha's light come out to protect him?

"Cattle!"

Cai Xianggao didn't know what to say.

He smacked his mouth, something was not taste.

What can I say, it's that kind of uninteresting feeling.

Originally, learning the sea is a test, and it should be achieved through hard work.

Then this Killing Intent place should also be a test, and it should be handled with caution.

The result was good, Ye Ning didn't do anything, and there was a lot of power in the mess, so he solved the problem directly.

It made his blood full of blood, and all at once dissipated.

I feel like I follow Brother Ye, lie down and win.

Cai Xianggao smiled bitterly.

But that's not really a bad thing, and the two quickly cross the Killing Intent.

Along the way, many corpses were found, all wearing Confucian robes, obviously scholars.

"In order to cut off our Confucianism and Taoism, Xianmen once slaughtered in the Holy Court. These are the dead ancestors... I didn't expect that they would not be at peace after their deaths. The corpses became the root of the Killing Intent, forming this Killing Intent land."

What Cai Xianggao saw all the way was shocking, and a layer of anger gradually covered his eyes.

This is hatred for Xianmen.

Confucianism and Taoism disciples should have been immortal with Xianmen, but there are so many bones and bones outside, and they all surrendered to Xianmen's feet.

Passing through the land of Killing intent, the two entered the interior of the Holy Court.

The peaceful and peaceful Sacred Land in the past is now full of bleak and decadent smells.

The cold wind blew through the forest, and the dead branches let out a mournful wailing.

The forest path paved with bluestone slabs extends all the way to the interior of the Holy Court.

This is a sea of ​​bamboo, with no end in sight. Flowers and plants grow in the sea of ​​bamboo, and there is an upside-down waterfall at the edge.

It should be a place of tranquility and tranquility.

But now, the bamboo sea is stagnant, the flowers and plants are withered, and the waterfall has no water flow.

Desolation and dilapidation form the main color of the Holy Court.

Even Ye Ning, who was not interested in Confucianism and Taoism, couldn't help but immerse himself in a sense of sadness.

This is his style of sadness.

It was his grandeur who was crying.

It used to be a paradise for scholars, but now it has buried the dreams of countless people.

Passing through the bamboo forest, entering the interior of the Holy Court, and then seeing buildings.

It is not prosperous, and it can even be said to be a bit shabby, but every building is a place for students to study, so it has a strong and indelible ink fragrance.

Cai Xianggao entered and opened a book casually, but the moment he touched it, it turned into ashes, blown by the wind, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Time has erased everything here, and the Holy Court seems to be dying."

Ye Ning gradually felt more and more clearly.

The Holy Court is like a dying old man, who has lost his vitality.

Every day, his only remaining vitality is fading away.

The smell of Death is everywhere here.

"It's not just the academies that perish, but also Confucianism and Taoism."

Cai Xianggao's eyes were full of sadness.

Things are more serious than expected.

The Holy Court is like a living creature. These rotten books and dilapidated buildings are all scars on his body.

Seeing all this, he couldn't help crying.

As a Confucian disciple, of course he couldn't accept it.

But what can be done?

I'm just an ordinary scholar, and although I'm a little talented, it's not worth mentioning at all.

I can't change anything.

His eyes fell on Ye Ning, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Maybe only Ye Ning can change all this.

However, Ye Ning kept silent.

There was not much emotion on his face.

At this time, he remembered his conversation with Pei Yuhan.

Pei Yuhan said that the will of Confucianism and Taoism chose him.

At that time, Ye Ning still didn't understand why Confucianism and Taoism made a choice so quickly.

I get it now.

Because the Holy Court can no longer hold on, Confucianism and Taoism are coming to an end, and Confucianism and Taoism urgently need a person to stop this decline.

Walking forward, I saw a huge square.

Above the square, there are stone tablets erected.

In front of the stele, there are bronze figures sitting.

480 These bronze figurines are all different in appearance, demeanor, and movement.

Ye Ning went anywhere casually.

The bronze man in front of him looked like a middle-aged man, holding a pen in his hand, and his eyes were full of persistence.

On the stone tablet behind him, his life stories are written.

"It's actually Mr. Wen Ruo!"

Cai Xianggao glanced at him and immediately showed high respect.

This is a sage recorded in a book.

In his era, the army was in chaos, the warlords were divided, and they were finally unified.

After the unification, I thought it would be a powerful dynasty, but I didn't expect that brothers would fight against each other, assassinate each other, and several princes would do anything to compete for the throne.

One of the princes, the mutiny succeeded, killed all his brothers, and poisoned his own father emperor, and was able to ascend to the throne.

Although he was not in the right position, he had the ability. When he was on the throne, he created a prosperous world and was praised by his subjects.

So, for the sake of his own name, he asked the historian to change the history book and not mention what he did in the past.

That historian was Mr. Wen Ruo, who refused to obey, even if he was imprisoned and subjected to inhuman punishment, he still kept his integrity.

In prison, he wrote the Thirteen Chapters of Wenruo, which shocked the world.

Since then, he has become a great Confucian.

And there are many other characters like Mr. Wen Ruo. Ye Ning probably took a look. Every bronze statue here has an exciting story.

Those who can erect bronze statues here are the worst Confucians, and even have half-sage statues.

Each of their deeds are hilarious.

Cai Xianggao suddenly remembered something and exclaimed.

"Brother Ye, I know where this place is!"

Ye Ning asked.

"Where?"

Cai Xianggao said ecstatically.

"This is the place of inheritance. There is a legacy of Confucian and Taoist seniors here. As long as they can get the approval of their heroic spirits, they can get their inheritance!"

"Brother Ye, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"As long as you release your own breath, you will definitely be recognized by the sages, and maybe you will have the inheritance that will allow you to compete against the Immortal Sect!"

What?

Ye Ning sucked in a breath of cold air.

His eyes immediately filled with vigilance.

He had the urge to run away.

This place... is too dangerous! .