The more the strange fish behaves like this, the more curious Ning Chen becomes about what is on the shore.

Soon Ning Chen brought the big fish to a place about a mile away from the shore.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a fierce golden light lit up on the shore.

The golden light soars into the sky and can be seen clearly from dozens of miles away.

Zhou Dingzeng, who had been placating the people, saw this scene and immediately put down what he was doing and ran towards the shore.

Ning Chen was slightly startled when he saw the sudden golden light.

The aura in this golden light made Ning Chen feel very familiar.

This is the breath of Confucianism.

While Ning Chen was observing, the golden light changed again and condensed into portraits one after another.

These portraits are all broken and unclear, but the expressions on their faces are extremely determined.

When the strange fish appeared, these figures condensed with golden light attacked the strange fish one after another.

Each of these Confucian cultivators condensed with golden light is doing their best.

And the huge strange fish was directly beaten and dissolved by these golden lights, and finally turned into a pile of foam and disappeared with the sea water.

After solving this huge strange fish, the golden light slowly faded away and finally disappeared.

The shocking scene just now made Ning Chen unable to calm down for a long time.

Ning Chen stood on the boat, looking at the empty coastline, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"The embankment of flesh and blood! It really is the embankment of flesh and blood!"

Just when Ning Chen was lost in thought, Ning Chen heard an excited and sad voice.

Ning Chen looked at the speaker, then jumped off the boat, came to Zhou Dingzeng and asked, "Master Zhou, do you know what this is?"

Zhou Dingzeng first saluted towards the coastline, then stood up and said to Ning Chen with a serious expression: "King of Champions, have you ever heard of the legend of the Levee of Flesh and Flesh?"

Ning Chen shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

Ning Chen still didn't know much about the history of this world.

Although Ning Chen already knew about many major events, there were some things that Ning Chen was really not clear about.

Zhou Dingzeng said to Ning Chen with a serious expression: "Then the champion should know that the devil comes from the East China Sea, right?"

Ning Chen nodded, Ning Chen knew about this.

Marquis Dingguo and others gave Ning Chen popular science at that time.

The real demons are the demons that came from Yudonghai and entered the northern realm.

Zhou Dingzeng continued: "What the champion king probably knows is that demons come from the East China Sea, but later Confucian cultivators went to the sea to search in vain, right?"

Ning Chen nodded, this is what he knew.

Zhou Dingchang sighed and said: "The world only knows that searching hard will lead to no results, but in my Confucian records, it is not that searching will lead to no results.

It was my Confucian cultivator who really found the demon's lair and had a decisive battle with the demon clan.

After paying countless lives of Confucian cultivators, the Confucians finally defeated the demons.

The evidence is that half a month later, countless corpses of Confucian cultivators floated to the coast of the East China Sea.

These corpses were piled up on the shore, eventually turning into a long embankment of flesh and blood.

As time went by, the flesh and blood finally disappeared, but the blood and awe-inspiring righteousness of the Confucian cultivators remained here forever.

Become the sea-protecting dike of the East China Sea!

However, no one has ever seen the so-called sea-protecting dike since then, so this period of history has never been mentioned again.

Even the authenticity of this period of history has become questionable.

I came to Yuzhou originally to prove my Confucianism, but I searched everywhere to no avail.

I didn’t expect that today I would see that this flesh-and-blood penis still exists!”

Zhou Dingzeng became more and more excited as he talked, and finally bowed deeply to Chang Ti.

Ning Chen looked at the extremely clean coastline and found it hard to imagine.

How many Confucian cultivators had to die back then to form a long embankment of flesh and blood on this coastline.

It's just that this period has not been recorded, or it has been recorded. The history that was deleted by the later people in power has been slowly forgotten over time, and in the end even the authenticity can no longer be tested.

"Mr. Zhou, may he be responsible for what he said?" Ning Chen asked Zhou Dingzeng.

Zhou Ding Zengzhong nodded with a solemn expression: "Everything I said is true.

I have also read records about this incident in Yunshan Academy."

Ning Chen looked at the coastline and made a decision in his heart. Then he directly contacted Ouyang Qian and Zhao Zizhan and asked them to bring the books that recorded this period.

Ouyang Qian and Zhao Zizhan arrived very quickly.

In just an hour, two people came with books.

After listening to Zhou Dingzeng's description, the two people were also very excited.

Both of them also bowed towards the coastline to show respect for their predecessors.

Ning Chen took the books brought by Ouyang Qian and Zhao Zizhan and carefully looked at the description of these things.

There is indeed a record in the book, but the language is unclear, which makes it difficult for future generations to distinguish the authenticity of this matter.

"The reason why the record of the champion is unclear is that it is most likely that he was a Confucian cultivator who went to sea. Not many came back alive, and those who came back alive probably only left a few words, so this misunderstanding was caused.

But now that we have such evidence today, all speculations can obviously be confirmed." Ouyang Qian said to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen nodded, then suddenly waved his hand, and then a holy path full of the charm of time appeared.

"Here comes the pen!"

Following Ning Chen's loud shout, Xia Yi'an, who was in Baijia City in the north, suddenly felt something in his heart, and then Xia Yi'an directly threw the history book in his hand into the Holy Path of the Historians.
Chapter completed!