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In an instant, Jun Xiaoyao felt an incomparably terrifying repulsive force.
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This power seems to be telling Jun Xiaoyao.
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You are not the true inheritor of Confucianism, you are not qualified to step in.
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What kind of mind is Jun Xiaoyao?
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In his eyes, as long as there is absolute strength, nothing is impossible!
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Jun Xiaoyao's whole body is full of breath, and the temperament that was like a banished immortal also seems to be transformed into the lower realm of the gods, and it will shake all directions!
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He actually forcibly resisted this force and wanted to step into the ancestral hall.
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"Yun Xiao, twisted melons aren't sweet."
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Han Pingan smiled slightly.
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Although he was also a little struggling, he was obviously much more relaxed than Jun Xiaoyao.
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He directly stimulated the lofty heart in his body.
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A mighty force of Zhongzheng and harmony spewed out, as if it was harmoniously blended with the power of the entire ancestral hall.
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At the same time, everyone seemed to hear a vigorous heartbeat.
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The heartbeat was sonorous and powerful, with a sense of righteousness.
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It can be said that all the disciples who practiced the Confucianism sect's magic powers could hear clearly and were affected.
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"Is this the awe-inspiring heart of little uncle?"
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Many academy disciples were amazed.
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And right now.
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Han Pingan also stepped directly into the ancestral hall.
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"Haha, Ping An succeeded!"
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At the Dragon Gate, as Master Gu, he couldn't help but lose his temper. He was overjoyed and smiled upwards.
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"Old man Gu, he hasn't been recognized by the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll yet, don't be too happy too soon."
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On the other hand, Yan Qinghua pouted and said.
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But there was a trace of unpleasantness in her tone.
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Apparently, even Yan Qinghua felt that, and the result was probably like this.
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Of course, she didn't blame him for complaining about Jun Xiaoyao.
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After all, Han Pingan was basically the hand-picked inheritor of Jixia Academy.
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Not only does he possess a lofty heart, he even received advice from the Holy Master.
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And Jun Xiaoyao, although his talent is superb, his strength is unparalleled.
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But after all, he still became a monk halfway through, and his foundation in Confucianism was a little weak.
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Although Yan Qinghua felt that it was a pity, he did not let his children become the inheritors of Confucianism.
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But this is also impossible.
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In the Lingshan ancestral hall.
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Han Pingan was finally in a good mood and laughed.
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He glanced at it.
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Just saw, in the center of the ancestral hall, the sacred scroll of Tianzhang floating in the brilliance of the sky.
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That day, the sacred scroll of Zhang was like a scroll, filled with a strong immortal pressure and aura.
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Around the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll, there are countless dense golden ancient characters floating up and down.
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Looking around, it is as fine as a grain of sand, as small as a galaxy, more than hundreds of millions of words!
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It seems that this sacred scroll is the source of words and the root of Confucianism!
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Every word contains a majestic meaning, which can suppress evil and evil and clean up the world.
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"As long as I can get the approval of the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll and the right to use the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll, then I will be the true successor of the Jixia Academy and the Confucian Sect."
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"He's also the successor of Saint Confucianism."
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"In the future, if there is a major disaster in the world, I will bring the sacred scroll of Tianzhang to suppress the black disaster and make it famous for the world!"
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Han Ping'an's heart was surging and excited.
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His ambition is to become a new generation of saints in the future!
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At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao was shocked, and he stepped on it forcibly.
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If it is said, the pressure Han Ping An endured is ten.
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The pressure that Jun Xiaoyao bears is one hundred.
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The two are completely incomparable.
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And this time.
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A small hand suddenly took Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
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It is Yiyi.
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At this moment, Yiyi's eyes are also faintly glowing with a touch of gold, and she is also resisting this vast and endless coercion.
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"Xiaoyao, let's be together!"
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Yiyi smiled at Jun Xiaoyao.
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Jun Xiaoyao also smiled.
Although he alone is enough.
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But Yiyi's intentions, he also smiled.
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"Then together."
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Boom!
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Jun Xiaoyao took a step, and the golden color in Yiyi's eyes was also a little deeper.
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However, she also felt a little discomfort.
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After all, the aura of the Confucian Confucian sect has added damage to the scorpion and black disasters.
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In Yiyi's body, there is the bloodline of the scorpion, so it will naturally be affected.
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But immediately, Jun Xiaoyao and Yiyi stepped into the ancestral hall.
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"You are here too, but it's too late."
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Han Ping'an stimulated Haoran's heart, and a dazzling brilliance shot out from his chest.
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That brilliance seemed to be linked to the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll.
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Just when Han Pingan thought that he was about to succeed.
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Suddenly, the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll began to riot.
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The vast and endless golden words gathered together, as if transformed into a golden holy dragon.
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The Holy Dragon of Words!
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This is the power of the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll!
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"what happened?!"
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The expressions of Yan Qinghua, Master Fu, and Master Gu at the Dragon Gate also changed suddenly.
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Tianzhang Sacred Scroll, how could you take the initiative to react?
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They looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
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The sacred scroll of Tianzhang, as a Confucian sect immortal, has infinite power.
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If an attack is launched, even if it is just a wisp of power, it can kill anyone.
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The three masters, as well as the gentlemen, hurriedly entered the sacred space.
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And in the ancestral hall.
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Seeing the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll that suddenly reacted and launched an offensive.
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Even Han Pingan was stunned, not knowing what was going on.
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But soon...
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His eyes suddenly turned to Yiyi who was beside Jun Xiaoyao, his eyes were as sharp as knives!
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"Young Master Yun Xiao, who is this woman beside you?!"
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Han Ping'an naturally wouldn't doubt Jun Xiaoyao. After all, he was the young master of the Yun clan, and there could be no problem with his identity.
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Then the only possibility to cause the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll riot is Yiyi.
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"Can't you still hide the Holy Scroll of Heavenly Chapter?"
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Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.
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He thought that stealing the sky and changing the sun could perfectly cover up all Yiyi's breath.
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But obviously, he underestimated the Confucian sect fairy.
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Boom!
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The holy dragon formed by the condensed golden words seems to have encountered an enemy that must be killed.
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Roaring away at Yiyi.
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With that kind of power, it can be said that no one Tianjiao can withstand it.
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Jun Xiaoyao, however, was resolute and stood in front of Yiyi.
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His whole body was surging with the power of a hundred thousand Sumeru worlds, and his mana was surging like an ocean.
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Boom!
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After all, this is an offensive launched by the Immortal Artifact, even if it is only a trace of strength, it is not something that a monk of the Seventh Supreme Realm can bear.
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"Happy!"
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Yiyi's face also changed.
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She didn't expect that it would become like this.
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Seeing that the word holy dragon is attacking Jun Xiaoyao again.
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Yiyi made a move subconsciously.
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Then, a terrifying force of desolation spread out, as if it could **** up the world and annihilate all living beings.
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That is the power of desolation and annihilation belonging to the scorpion clan!
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"This kind of power... you are... a scorpion!"
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Han Ping'an's eyes suddenly stared.
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Jun Xiaoyao, so bold, not only secretly brought the scorpion by his side.
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Moreover, they even brought the scorpion into the sacred space where the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll was placed.
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This can be said to be outrageous and daring!
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Jixia Academy is completely ignored!
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"Oh, is it exposed?"
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Jun Xiaoyao's face was still pale, and he didn't seem panicked at all.
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