Lu Yun capsized his boat in front of Ning Caichen today...

It’s just because Ning Caichen, the scholar, made sense.

If righteous thoughts fade, evil thoughts will lead to the master. To cultivate a breath of dignity, not fear, and not worship any ghosts and gods, this is the knowledge of Confucianism.

Lu Yunshen feels the same.

He naturally knew that to confuse people, the first thing he wanted was to be unrighteous in his heart, or his body was weak and his blood was not strong.

If a person’s heart is not right and suspicious of gods and ghosts, his soul will be weak. If his body is weak and his blood is not strong, demons can also take advantage of the situation. If a person is about to die, he can always see demons and ghosts.

I have a breath of dignity in my heart. Even if I don’t know martial arts and have no power to tie a chicken, I may not be able to get poisoned if I encounter a ghost.

Ghosts usually turn into the best beauty, seeking personal pleasure with the scholar, or tempting the scholar with money, so that the scholar's spiritual will can be disintegrated, and then the demons can commit crimes.

What the tree demon king asked Nie Xiaoqian to do in the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio is the former activity...

Although Lu Yun had no intention of being angry even though he had a capsized boat, such a scholar had the potential to become a great scholar.

Confucianism also has a way of self-cultivation, which is profound and subtle, and is not weaker than the rest of the schools, but it only requires time to accumulate.

A great scholar may take thirty or forty years to achieve success, with the inner sage and the outer king, and evil demons not invading. And if a saint is a saint, one may be produced in eight hundred years...

It's just possible.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, how about we today besides this tree demon king?"

After taking back all his thoughts, Lu Yun spoke.

"According to my original intention, today is just right! But..." Yan Chixia felt the sharp sword intent coming from afar, a little apologized, and a little helpless, and said. "One of my old opponents came to me for a competition again, and I'm afraid it won't work today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the trees several feet away from Yan Chixia were cut into ashes by the sharp sword light coming from afar. Along with this terrifying scene, there was an extremely violent voice: "Yan Chixia, I, Xiahou, are back again! This time, I must win the title of the world's number one swordsman!"

The wind and clouds were surging, and a swordsman with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared in front of everyone holding a huge, almost exaggerated giant sword.

Looking at this person, everyone seemed to see a sword, or a sun.

The bright sword light emanated from his body, making people unable to look at him.

What's even more terrifying is his fighting spirit.

The fighting spirit is like a mountain.

He glanced at you and you couldn't help trembling.

When he looked at the girl in red, the girl in red had the urge to turn into a little fox.

It was really the oppression of this person, too terrifying, so terrifying that it almost brought her back to her original form.

At this moment, Lu Yun was moved.

There are invisible and real talismans that are invisible and real, which separates everything, allowing the pressure the girl to bear to disappear.

"Huh?" The swordsman felt so keen. He immediately discovered Dao Ren Lu's extraordinaryness and said funny. "There is actually a good Taoist!"

In his eyes, Dao Ren Lu is just good.

Because martial arts masters have always said that "it's close to you, and everyone can win the enemy's country."

It’s not that he didn’t kill the Taoist priest.

I once met a arrogant Taoist priest. Before their talisman was used, he had already taken the heads of those Taoist priests himself.

The swordsman named Xiahou looked at Yan Chixia with more eyes and sneered: "Yan Chixia, I finally found you. Come on, let's compare who is the number one swordsman in the world today!"

Ning Caichen said Mengmeng, "Can you compare? This is just a battle of intentions, the saint... "

"Shut up!" Xiahou shouted loudly, scaring Ning Caichen, and his body trembled.

The murderous intent accumulated by a swordsman over the years is not something that a little scholar can resist, even if the scholar has a great intention in his heart.

"You little scholar, don't worry about me. Don't think that if I gave you a steamed bun, I won't kill you!"

Xiahou's eyes were like lightning, and Ning Caichen felt a numb feeling when he saw it, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

But after a moment, he raised his head again. There was a clear light in his eyes.

He mustered up the courage to say something.

But at this moment, Yan Chixia spoke.

"Xiahou, if you want to compete, you can compete, why bother with a scholar?"

Seeing Ning Caichen, Yan Chixia quickly raised her head again, and couldn't help but change her view of Ning Caichen, and she felt a little admiration.

You should know that a swordsman, especially a peerless swordsman, can destroy the hearts of the weak and even kill a person with just one look.

Ning Caichen is pretty good, he can withstand Xiahou's momentum.

"Okay, I just like you who are so happy! Come on!"

Xiahou laughed twice, his body's momentum changed, and his muscles came alive like a python, wriggling, the membrane expanded, the bones shook, and the ground shattered as he walked past one after another.

The giant sword in his hand was also raised by Xiahou, exuding a tragic and bloodthirsty aura.

"Just use my Juque to face your Xuanyuan Sword and see who is better!" Xiahou was so warlike. While speaking, he looked at the big sword in his hand, exuding a hint of tenderness, as if he was facing his lover. "Juque, Juque, this time, let's kill the enemy together!"

"Let's go!"

Lu Yun held the little fox in his hand and instructed the girls beside him. His words fell into Ning Caichen's ears at the same time.

"Why should we leave? Don't we watch here?"

Ning Caichen said curiously.

"If you don't want to be killed by their aftermath, just watch it!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yun's mouth, but he said lightly.

Yan Chixia was holding the Xuanyuan Sword and Xiahou was holding the Juque. How could their aftermath of the battle be able to bear the consequences of a little scholar?

Before a scholar grew up to be a great scholar, he was just a scholar, too weak.

A Xiahou can easily defeat ten thousand scholars...

Not only scholars, but even Xin Shisi and the chrysanthemum demons, they may not be able to withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two.

The Xuanyuan Sword is the rumored humanitarian holy sword. It is born to restrain demons and monsters. I am afraid that the righteousness emitted by one sword can knock several small fairies back to their original form.

Of course, although the Xuanyuan Sword in Yan Chixia's hand is called Xuanyuan Sword, in Lu Yun's opinion, it does not look like the one in the legendary Xuanyuan Huangdi's hand.

It should be just the same name...

But it is also a peerless sword!

It is still righteous and the spirit of the imperial way is remarkable.

The giant sword in Xiahou's hand was Juque, which was cast by Ou Yezi, a famous craftsman in Yue Kingdom. It is also a powerful tool.

Ou Yezi was from Yue from the late Spring and Autumn Period to the early Warring States Period. Historically, he forged the five swords of Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuyan, and Juque for King Yue.

According to legend, when Ou Yezi was casting his sword, "The mountain of Chijin broke out and tin came out, Ruoye's stream dried up and copper came out, the rain master swept, Thunder drums were thunder drums, dragons held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven carried charcoal; Taiyi, the heavenly essence was under the spirit of heaven. Ou Ye was based on the spirit of heaven, and he created three major punishments and two minor punishments; one was Zhanlu, two was Chunjun, three was Shengxie, four was Fish intestine, and five was Juque."

These swords were successfully made by Ou Yezi with the help of the gods in heaven and with his talent and wisdom. They are all rare swords that are priceless.

The Juque sword can "pass through a copper cauldron, and the iron cauldron is broken, and the stern is like a scattered rice, so it is called Juque."

It is the divine weapon among the divine weapons.
Chapter completed!