Bank of The Universe

In Baisheng College, Zhang Shengren lay on a rocking chair, holding a blood-red pocket watch in his hand, and he missed his expression.

Ten thousand years ago, he was still a young boy named Zhang Xiaoer. He was in a poor family. He fed sheep and cattle, mixed food and clothing, and barely survived.

Whenever I saw those friends who went to school, Xiao Er was particularly envious, and when they came back from school and talked about what they had learned, Xiao Er was greedy.

He really wants to learn.

Seeing this, a girl with green plums and horses secretly used his free time to secretly make up for him, teach him to read and read.

It is a pity that the qualification of Primary Two is dull. He learns very hard. What ordinary people can remember one day, Primary Two may take four or five days.

But this can't stop him. Since learning is very difficult, he works hard. You use one day, I use four or five days, I can still learn.

This kind of day lasted for a full three years. After three years, Primary Two remembered a lot of knowledge. He decided not to graze cattle, but to go to a private school, holding the savings accumulated over the past few years.

It is a pity that Qingmei Zhuma moved away at this time because she was given a talent by her parents.

Xiao Er was very sad that night, but he didn't go to the green plum and bamboo horse, but he was crying alone in the broken temple, and the heavy rain covered his crying.

No one will know how much Zhang Xiaoer likes that girl.

Just like no one knows how much Zhang Xiaoer likes reading.

He really likes it from the heart!

It's just that he is stupid, stupid, and useless.

After that heavy rainy night, Zhang Xiaoer still decided to go to the private school, and he was crushed by his heart.

After a year of private school, his achievements are not high or low, but certainly not mixed with a talent.

Zhang Shengren remembered very clearly that on that day, the gongs and drums were loud and alarmed him. He looked at the girl with his own eyes and sat on the sedan chair with a pretty face and was carried away.

This time Zhang Xiaoer didn't cry, just a little sad...

Well, he is very sad.

Sitting by the river, the grass was scarce, and Zhang Xiaoer was really desperate.

On the occasion of despair, the river washed down a blood-red pocket watch, which was seen by Xiao Er, and then dropped a stone and smashed it accurately.

World Bank

That was the first time Zhang Xiaoer heard about this place, and it was the only time he had set foot in this life.

He used his life to exchange all the wisdom of a saint.

By the time he had completely reborn, three days had passed. His sweetheart and his talented husband had a happy and happy life.

Since then, Zhang Xiaoer changed his name, called Zhang Shengren, left the small place, and traveled around. Until today, he became the head of the Confucian Lin Kui and the god in the heart of the reader.

...

In Tiandi Qianzhuang, Li Xiandao looked at Xiao Qi and asked, "Why is this Saint Zhang so calm?"

Xiao Qi was also surprised, saying: "Perhaps, he looked down on everything?"

Li Xiandao stared at Zhang Shengren in the picture and was surprised: "The wisdom given to his sages has become so rich?"

If the wisdom given to Zhang Shengren was one before, then after ten thousand years, this wisdom will increase to ten!

It can be said that it is very incredible.

This must be done by Zhang Shengren immersed in knowledge and philosophy in this 10,000 years, and strive to specialize in research and improve himself.

"It seems that he is not bad, at least he has made his promise." Xiao Qi's perception of Zhang Shengren is better.

...

Long Mixu came to the garden and looked at the thin old man in front of him, saying, "I already know everything about you."

Zhang Shengren calmly said: "You guessed it, I guessed it, so who are you in Tiandi Qianzhuang?"

"The boss of Tiandi Qianzhuang is my master!" Long Mi said indifferently.

"The contract of that year, I seem to have violated. You came here today to take away my life and soul?" Zhang Shengren asked.

He looked calm, without fear, without worry, calm as water.

"Aren't you afraid?" Long Mi said in surprise.

Zhang Shengren also practiced, but he practiced the Confucian aura of uprightness. He could breathe a sorrowful uprightness and could live for a long time.

This is similar to spiritual practice. Shouyuan will increase when it reaches a certain level.

Zhang Shengren has lived for more than 10,000 years, and this awe-inspiring righteousness must have been very powerful. If he shot now, he only needs one word to suppress Long Miu.

But he did not have this intention.

"Why should I be afraid? I'm wrong. That's wrong. I will be punished." Zhang Shengren said seriously.

"You are really open-minded." Long Mi Xu sneered.

"Are you laughing at me?" Zhang Shengren asked.

"You used the wisdom of the borrowed sages, you have today's achievements, it is the wisdom of others." Long Mi asked in a question.

"The wisdom of others needs me to continue to build on it. The wisdom of the past and the wisdom of the present are not the same. If you want to kill me, please help yourself. If you are worried about being discovered, I can also be in you. After he left, he committed suicide." Zhang Shengren sighed and didn't want to explain.

Over the past ten thousand years, he has taught and educated people and founded the Baisheng Academy. His disciples do not know how many. Many poor children have been saved by him. He has done everything a Confucian leader should do.

Zhang Shengren thought he could afford the title.

So there is no need to explain to Long Miuxu.

"I'm not here to kill you." Long Mi shook his head.

"Then are you?" Zhang Shengren frowned at Long Miuxu.

"I want you to support me and get to the throne!" Long Mi emptied her lips and said firmly.

...

In Tianzhuang Qianzhuang, after seeing this scene, Li Xiandao waved his sleeves and the picture disappeared.

"Now the situation is clear. There are Ru Linkui heads supporting Long Miuxu and big princes secretly supporting them. She only needs to be recognized by the Royal Elders." Li Xiandao said with satisfaction.

"This step is also the most difficult." Xiao Qi shook his head.

"It's okay, take it slowly." Li Xiandao waved his hand and calmly said.

...

Outside!

Daxia Dynasty, Xia Wuxu returned here, found all the high-level leaders of the Daxia Dynasty, and told the news of the loss of the Daxia Dragonfinch.

"Huh, the other party must have broken through the realm of the sage and entered a higher level, but my Daxia dynasty is not easy to mess with. The emperor of the Daxia dynasty said coldly.

"To unite with other forces, the three Dao Sheng of the original Devil Sect were also killed, contact them, and integrate the 18 Dao Dao." Xia Wuxu said in a deep voice.

"This matter is up to you. You have lost Daxia's Dragonfinch. It is hard to atone for death. If you can't get it back, you will punish yourself." The emperor of Daxia Dynasty said coldly.

"I'm going to contact the original Devil Sect, unite all useful forces, and must kill the other party in one fell swoop." Xia Wuxu firmly said.

"I can't kill them, I'm self-disciplined!" Xia Wuxu made a military order.