"Damn you!" Ji Chang was so angry that he narrowed his eyes and opened them a little wider.

"Are you going to say again that you don't understand, junior brother?" Ji Changkong glared and said, "Just try to say a damn thing!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shrank his neck and seemed a little scared, but he still said: "Junior brother, how can I not understand? I just haven't thought about it for the time being."

"But senior brother has his own reasons for doing this."

"All the strange beasts in the ninth realm had better die in the endless sea, otherwise they will disturb the laws of this world."

"I don't understand, I don't fucking understand!" Ji Changkong became more and more angry.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar glanced at the Endless Sea and said, "I was traveling at the foot of the mountain a few years ago, and I heard a saying that was widely circulated among the scholars at the foot of the mountain."

"A short sentence can express everything a scholar has to offer, how wonderful!"

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for living beings, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"

This middle-aged scholar, dressed in a Confucian shirt, looks like a poor scholar, with a gentle but firm tone.

The reason why this sentence is spread is naturally because sand sculpture players have become copycats.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said, "I think I have accomplished the first three."

"But this last one is the most difficult."

He paused for a moment, then raised his hands, straightened his hair, straightened the wrinkles on his robe, and then said calmly:

"But I want to try."

The scholar was angry and scolded Fang Qiu.

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Chapter completed!