Ning Yin, courtesy name Shuhai, was known as Elementary Scholar Ning.
When Lin Feng went to the Ancient Barbarian Mining Area, he saw Ning Yin being chased out of the house by his nephew and niece-in-law. Later on, he decided to help the poor old scholar.
The old scholar wanted to end his life deep in the mountains with a green mountain, an ancient lamp, and thousands of books.
… …
The Mandate of Heaven is called nature, the Dao is called straightforwardness, and the Dao is called teaching.
Hiding evil and promoting good, holding both ends and using them for the people.
Erudition, interrogation, contemplation, discernment, and practice.
The sound of reading could be heard from the Mountain God Temple.
Although he was already over eighty years old, Elementary Scholar Ning's body was still very healthy.
For an ordinary person who did not cultivate, sixty or seventy years old was the age where they would die of old age.
Elementary Scholar Ning had lived to the age of eighty, and he had been reading since he was young.
He could be said to have lived a long life!
Because Elementary Scholar Ning lived deep in the mountains, he did not have any contact with the outside world, so he was not clear about what happened in the Desolate Region.
Now that a group of demon slaves passed by and heard Elementary Scholar Ning's reading, they immediately surrounded the Mountain God Temple.
"Haha, you scholar, come out quickly." A Devil Path expert shouted.
Elementary Scholar Ning heard the commotion and walked out of the Mountain God Temple. He saw the demon slave army floating in the air, but he was still calm and composed.
He continued, "The world is filled with righteousness. How dare you demonic creatures wander about so brazenly in this world?"
Although Elementary Scholar Ning was a scholar, he was not pedantic.
Since Elementary Scholar Ning was able to write such a profound and logical book, it could be seen that Elementary Scholar Ning was extremely intelligent.
He was also very good at thinking and had a deep understanding of human nature.
Now that he saw these demon slaves, he felt that something was wrong. Therefore, his words just now were just to get information from these people.
"He's actually an old scholar. His bones and flesh are not enough to fill the gaps between my teeth. At such an old age, his flesh is sour and boring." When an Asura saw Elementary Scholar Ning, he could not help but twitch his mouth.
"Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat. If you want to eat, what delicacies can't you find? It's more interesting to meet an old scholar. Let's tease this old scholar. " An evil expert said.
Then, a devil expert said, "It's said that if a scholar doesn't go out, he will know about the world. It seems that this saying is simply nonsense. The four great sects of the Desolate Region, the seventy-two ancient families, and the three thousand seven hundred and sixty-five large and small countries have all been destroyed by our master. The Desolate Region is now a barren land with no one living there. You, a scholar, actually don't know anything and can still calm down and study here. It really is true that a scholar is useless."
"Hahahaha …"
The demonic slaves immediately burst into laughter.
When Ning Xiucai heard the words of the demonic cultivator, he staggered backward, his face pale.
Even though Elementary Scholar Ning did not have much ability, he still cared about the people of the world.
Perhaps this was one of the commonalities of scholars.
Do countless scholars care about the people of the world? Do you want to do something for the world?
Becoming an official was a blessing to the people.
Ning Xiucai had been studying since he was a child and had such a wish.
If he became an official in the future, he would be able to benefit the people.
However, his official career was difficult. He failed the imperial examinations time and time again, and finally gave up on the idea of an official career.
Ning Xiucai might not know what the four great sects and the seventy-two ancient families were.
But he knew.
Countless people in the world had died tragically at the hands of the demons.
How could Ning Xiucai not be heartbroken?
"Look at this old scholar, isn't he dying? Hahahaha … Is he scared to death after hearing this news? " One of the demonic cultivators laughed and said.
The rest of the people burst into laughter again.
"Old scholar, if you write a memorial for us and write down our achievements in ruling the Desolate Region and let our future generations know of our glorious deeds, we will spare your life. How about it?" The leader of the demonic cultivators said.
This person was the brother of the Blood Sea Emperor of the Blood Sea Demon Sect, known as the Blood Sea Demon Lord.
Now, many demonic cultivators had submitted to the Sky Demon Sect.
The Blood Sea Emperor was no exception.
She had also obtained the important information of the Demon Fetus.
As the brother of the Blood Sea Emperor, the Blood Sea Demon Lord was entrusted with an important task.
Of course, this person was also capable. He was a Rebirth Realm cultivator and was enough to intimidate a region.
"The crimes you have committed are too numerous to be recorded. You are the sinners of history. Don't you think it's ridiculous that you want to be remembered for generations?" Ning Xiucai asked.
The Blood Sea Demon Lord sneered and said, "History is written by the victors, and we are the victors. History should be written however we want it to be written."
"Nonsense … History will not remember sinners like you, it will cast you aside." Ning Xiucai said coldly.
"You pedantic scholar, you're courting death. Kill him!"
The Blood Sea Demon Lord said coldly.
"Yes …" Immediately, a demonic cultivator rushed towards Ning Xiucai, wanting to kill him.
"The mountain god has a spirit."
At that moment, the statue of the mountain god in the temple suddenly opened its eyes.
In the next moment, a Mountain God holding a giant axe appeared and chopped the Devil Dao expert to death with the axe.
The Mountain God Temple used to worship a Mountain God, but the incense had been cut off. The Mountain God could not get the nourishment of the incense, and his God Power was gradually dissipating.
When he was about to die, Ning Xiucai came here and studied. The mountain god followed him and gradually came back to life.
Now that Ning Xiucai was in danger, the mountain god appeared to protect him.
"You're just a mountain god, a fake god in the mortal world. How dare you call yourself a god? You don't know what's good for you."
The Blood Sea Demon Lord sneered and waved his hand. Numerous demonic slaves rushed towards the mountain god.
However, the mountain god was too powerful. With a huge axe in his hand, he killed as many people as he wanted.
At that moment, the Blood Sea Demon Lord realized that the mountain god in front of him was different from the other mountain gods.
The Blood Sea Demon Lord's face fell and he jumped out to deal with the mountain god himself.
He attacked with 32 palms and the mountain god collided with the Blood Sea Demon Lord. In the end, the mountain god was defeated and was sent flying.
Then, the Blood Sea Demon Lord attacked Ning Xiucai, wanting to kill him.
"Mister, I can't save you …" Seeing that the mountain god was about to be killed, tears of blood flowed out of his eyes.
Just as the Blood Sea Demon Lord was about to kill Ning Xiucai, Ning Xiucai suddenly shouted, "I've studied for my entire life and am surrounded by righteousness. How could I be afraid of a fiend like you?"
As soon as Ning Xiucai said that, righteousness surged out of him and surged toward the Blood Sea Demon Lord.
"Not good! It's righteousness! Rumor has it that only the great scholars of the Confucian religion can condense righteousness. Only by writing books and creating a new school of thought can one become a great scholar. For tens of thousands of years, no one on the Martial Heaven Continent has been able to write books and create a new school of thought. How could a poor old scholar from this remote place do it?"
The Blood Sea Demon Lord screamed and turned to flee. He knew just how terrifying the great scholars of the Confucian religion were. They were the bane of fiends.
However, the Blood Sea Demon Lord couldn't escape. The righteousness descended.
Bang!
The Blood Sea Demon Lord's body exploded, his soul extinguished.
"It's a great scholar of the Confucian religion! Run!" The other fiendish slaves were scared out of their wits and turned to flee.
However, the righteousness continued to spread.
It instantly suppressed them.
The bodies of the densely packed demonic slaves crumbled, and all of them died.
"Senior is truly a god."
The Mountain God knelt before the Blood Sea Demon Lord.
At that moment, lightning began to rumble in the sky.
The righteousness on the Blood Sea Demon Lord's forehead had condensed into the light of tribulation lightning.
It was rumored that some scholars didn't cultivate and only read books to nourish their Qi. When they were old, they would be able to comprehend the Daos of Heaven and Man. At that time, the Heavenly Daos would send down tribulation lightning.
Once they successfully passed the tribulation, they would become a peerless expert.
Lin Feng had also heard of such rumors, but he had always treated them as stories. After all, how could someone who didn't cultivate draw down tribulation lightning?
Now, the Blood Sea Demon Lord had studied for eighty years. He really was like the ancient people in the legends. His knowledge of the Daos of Heaven and Man had drawn down tribulation lightning.
The Blood Sea Demon Lord took a step forward and disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in the sky. Lightning bolts struck down, but the Blood Sea Demon Lord's body was protected by righteousness.
Two hundred and thirty-nine lightning bolts struck down, but they couldn't kill the Blood Sea Demon Lord. When the lightning dissipated, the Blood Sea Demon Lord had successfully passed the tribulation.
His white hair fluttered in the wind. He had an otherworldly temperament.
The righteousness surrounded him, making him look like a god.
He stood in the void and looked into the distance. His deep eyes seemed to hide the Heavens and Earth, making it impossible for others to know what this old scholar was thinking.
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