Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 1212 The dying moment

At this time, Confucius seemed to have heard the elder's words, and his throat made a slight sound, as if he wanted to speak but found it difficult to open his mouth.

Finally, with the help of his disciples, he managed to stand up and said with his last bit of strength: "Everyone... I... I'm afraid... I'm dying..."

Hearing this, several disciples couldn't help sobbing, but they still held back their tears, tightly holding the master's hand, giving him support and comfort.

"You... remember..." Kong Qiu's voice was weak but firm, "After I... die... you... you are not allowed to seek revenge on the people of the Holy Land of China."

"And... and... you guys..."

Confucius took a breath and continued, "I have a notebook that records my life's work. I hope you can pass it on."

At this point, his voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.

Then, Confucius slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting for the last moment to come.

This scene immediately caused a burst of grief and grief in the room. The disciples fell to their knees, calling out the word "Master" with tears streaming down their faces.

The elders who were usually dignified and solemn could not hide their inner sadness at this moment and silently paid their final respects to the "God of Alchemy".

The entire Alchemist Association was immersed in sorrow, as if it had lost its backbone.

At this moment, two mysterious figures suddenly appeared in the room, and these two people were Lu Chen and Lu Zhishen who came from the void.

Although the situation in the Holy Land of China made Lu Chen furious, after learning that Confucius was dying, Lu Chen resolutely chose to come to Dancheng first to treat Confucius.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chen, who had just appeared, turned into a shadow and came to the bedside, followed closely by Lu Zhishen.

However, when everyone in the room saw Lu Zhishen's appearance clearly, they began to shout angrily and question his purpose.

After all, the reason why Confucius became like this was because of the people from the Holy Land of China. Because of this incident, Dancheng and the Holy Land of China became enemies and were as hostile as water and fire.

"Lu Zhishen, what are you doing here? You are not welcome here. I advise you to get out of here immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude to you." An elder spoke first, his voice full of anger.

"Yes, the worst that can happen is death. Let's fight him and avenge our sect leader." Seeing this, several other elders echoed him, with rage burning in their eyes.

It turned out that because of Lu Chen's relationship and his upright character, Lu Zhishen gained the favor of Confucius after breaking through the Spiritual Transformation Stage.

Therefore, before Confucius died, he passed the position of the ruler of Tianyuan Continent to Lu Zhishen.

However, no matter what, Lu Zhishen is from the Holy Land of China after all, so the people of Dancheng naturally don't have a good face towards him.

At the same time, when Lu Chen came to the bedside, several elders immediately stepped forward to stop him from approaching.

They all agreed that this strange young monk might cause harm to Confucius.

However, Lu Chen did not seem to take these people's obstruction seriously.

He just waved his hand slightly, and suddenly a breath so powerful that it was suffocating burst out instantly.

The momentum was so strong that it caused everyone present to step back.

You know, there are several of them who have already reached the great perfection of the Spirit Transformation Stage, which ordinary cultivators cannot do.

For a moment, the whole room fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Chen.

They looked at the young stranger in horror, their hearts filled with confusion and shock.

After all, in their perception, even those masters who have been famous for a long time find it difficult to possess such terrifying strength.

But what they didn't know was that Lu Chen deliberately suppressed his true cultivation level, otherwise this momentum alone would be enough to crush everyone to death.

However, what frightened everyone even more was that, except for Lu Zhishen, no one else could move at all.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands tightly bound their limbs, forcing them to watch Lu Chen do whatever he wanted.

Faced with this feeling of powerlessness, everyone threatened and tried to stop Lu Chen from approaching Confucius.

"Stop it, you little brat! If you dare to touch Master Kong Dan, we will never let you go!" someone shouted harshly.

However, Lu Chen turned a deaf ear to this. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he shouted: "Shut up! Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy."

Although the voice was not loud, it contained endless majesty and power, which immediately shocked everyone present. They all shut their mouths consciously and dared not say another word.

At this moment, the whole room fell into deathly silence, and only the figure of Lu Chen walking gently towards Confucius appeared particularly clear.

Lu Chen walked to Confucius' bedside and leaned over to carefully check Confucius' physical condition.

His calm and focused expression made people feel inexplicably at ease, as if all problems could be solved as long as he was there.

At this moment, an old voice broke the silence, "Looks like... so much like, could he be Lu Chen? How is this possible?"

The person who spoke was a white-haired old man. He stared at Lu Chen's figure, his face full of shock and confusion.

You have to know that it has been more than ten years since Lu Chen ascended to the fairyland. People from the fairyland cannot return to the world of cultivation. This is an iron rule, otherwise he would not be so indecisive.

When they heard the name, the expressions on everyone's faces instantly became extremely varied. Some opened their eyes wide, some opened their mouths so wide that an egg could fit in, and others looked ahead with disbelief on their faces.

For a moment, the originally quiet room seemed to explode as people began to whisper to each other.

"Is he Lu Chen? The legendary founder of the Holy Land of China? Lu Chen who suppressed the entire cultivation world with his own strength?" someone asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"That's impossible. Didn't Senior Lu ascend to the fairyland many years ago? How could he suddenly appear here?" another person retorted.

"You know what, after Elder Qi's reminder, I took a closer look, and the more I look, the more they resemble each other." Another person echoed.

All kinds of speculations and questions surged into people's minds like a tide, and the whole room was shrouded in this noisy sound.

Obviously, everyone was very confused about Lu Chen's identity, and there were many different opinions.

The noisy sound made Lu Chen frown slightly, but he did not hurt anyone, because it would be too late if he didn't treat Confucius.

"Quiet,"

Lu Chen raised his head and glanced around coldly, his eyes revealing unquestionable majesty.

Just two words made everyone silent, not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, everyone finally realized that the young man in front of them was no ordinary person, but had the strength to shock the crowd...