If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Lin Ke ignored Vulcan Mantis' inner thoughts and stepped forward.

There are several invisible stairs in front, which are not high, and the sand sword and those vague items are at the top of the stairs.

Lin Ke stepped up and faced the long sword made of sand grains.

"What is the test?"

Lin Ke asked softly.

The sword in front of him is that of a child according to his mental age.

"As long as I admit it..." The Sword of Sand rose and fell, floating in the air with its own power: "He said, as long as I admit it, he will be my new master..."

Being a good master... Lin Ke knew what it felt like.

Just like the advice an old father or mother gives to their children, or the love a newly engaged husband or wife feels for their significant other.

The sword cultivator does not want his sword to decay and fall with him, nor does he want his sword to remain dusty forever.

The requirement for getting this inheritance is just to get the sword's approval.

"Are you willing to follow me?"

Lin Ke didn't want to force a sword like this kid's. After all, the sword had a spirit and its own thoughts, so he still had to respect it.

Otherwise, when the sword is not supported by the sword spirit, its power will naturally be greatly reduced, or even half the result with twice the result.

To directly erase the sword spirit would be a waste of resources.

Fortunately, Lin Ke has a lot of treasures, so he doesn't particularly insist on this sword.

You still have to have principles as a human being.

"follow……"

The sand sword in front of him gradually became quiet, and he seemed to have made a decision in his heart.

"Defeat me without resorting to the power of artifacts."

Without resorting to the power of utensils?
Lin Ke nodded and took back the Holy Staff and "Sunrise": "Come on."

To be honest, Lin Ke now has many ways to fight his enemies.

As trump cards, there are three.

One is the vision stored in the Rod of Holy Wisdom.

These visions are very powerful. If it were not for the strangeness of the Holy Rod, the visions would have dispersed as soon as they occurred.

These visions are Lin Ke's biggest reliance on Yun Mengze's many challenges.

Even if a great scholar comes, Lin Ke is sure to suppress him!
The second is the power of Confucianism and Taoism.

When it comes to practicing Qi and cultivating immortality, or meditating and practicing Zen, Lin Ke may not be able to compare with others.

But reciting poems and composing poems and songs?
Sorry, as a keyboard warrior and a strong-mouthed king, Lin Ke may be slightly better.

Not to mention other things, Lin Ke has not even moved out one percent of the works of great poets or lyricists such as Li Bai and Du Fu.

The third trump card is the people who stand behind him and support him.

The Holy Emperor, Princess Tianchang, Qi Shangshu...

and the thousands of oppressed people not far away.

These are Lin Ke’s three trump cards!

In addition to trump cards, Lin Ke also has many tricks.

Confucianism, novelist, painting, weapon refining, martial arts, dance, beast control, and even business. After all, money can make ghosts grind, and money can sometimes kill people.

There is also the gift of being able to follow your words.

Therefore, weapons are not actually necessary for Lin Ke.

But I have to say that Lin Ke also has his own proficiency in weapons.

The Staff of Holy Wisdom and the Hatchet, plus "Sunrise", "Pokémon", etc. can also be considered as weapons.

Lin Ke has many tricks.

Poems can be used to confront enemies, novels can be laid out in advance, classics and essays are extremely powerful, and there are also emerging ways of dancing, painting, and beast control.

And weapons are only one of them, even the weaker ones.

"Come on." Lin Ke was not afraid at all and looked at the sand sword in front of him with his bare hands.

"Wow—"

Seeing that Lin Ke was ready, Sand Sword didn't say anything more, and his body turned into a streak of yellow sand and hit Lin Ke's face.

This yellow sand looked like an ordinary bunch of sand from Lin Ke's direction, but from the side it looked like the blade of a big sword.

Sharp and dangerous!
The distance between Lin Ke and the Sword of Sand was not far, and the Sword of Sand arrived in front of him in an instant at extremely fast speed.

Lin Ke's face was expressionless, his eyes were staring at the sword blade that was about to penetrate him, and he uttered one word:

"Certainly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the sand in front of him froze in front of his eyes, one by one, staying in the air, shaking crazily, trying to break free from this restraint.

As a treasure that gave birth to spiritual wisdom, the Sword of Sand was definitely not something that a second-level monk like Lin Ke could immobilize.

However, Lin Ke had no hope of defeating the enemy with one move.

"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles!"

He spoke very quickly, finishing a poem in the few seconds it took him to freeze the sword in the sand.

A pair of invisible wings suddenly formed behind Lin Ke, which not only provided him with the ability to fly, but also increased his speed a lot.

The next moment, he quickly retreated and recited a poem again:
"Kill a person in ten steps, and leave a thousand miles behind!"

"The autumn wind roars in August."

"Listen to the thunder in the silent place."

After reaching the second realm, you don’t need to recite the entire poem, just one sentence.

The Sword of Sand also chased Lin Ke quickly during this process, but Lin Ke dodged it with his light and agile body.

And in the process, three lines of poetry were read!
Suddenly, black wind roared in this space, and there were bursts of thunder.

At the same time, a phantom of a bamboo stick naturally formed on Lin Ke's right hand, with a layer of light red murderous aura attached to it.

The Sand Sword struck again. Lin Ke swung the bamboo stick with all his strength and slashed straight towards the tip of the Sand Sword.

"Qiang!!!"

There was a heartbreaking sound of metal collision.

Lin Ke didn't move at all, but the sand sword was separated from it, split into two, and rushed towards Lin Ke's face again.

"Is there such a way to play?!"

Lin Ke was slightly shocked.

A sword is a tangible object. The main body of the Sand Sword is the division and reunification of sand grains. It is indeed difficult to resist.

"call!!!"

Fortunately, Lin Ke still had some means that he didn't use.

"It's extremely cold and the inkstone is hard."

He drew his stick and backed away, puffing up his cheeks and blowing hard.

This is an excerpt from "Preface to Sending Ma Sheng to Dongyang", which he adapted into "Preface to Sending Meng Xue to Secretary".

The effect of this sequence is not only to alert students, but also to induce the soul-chilling cold wind.

The invisible wind is extremely cold.

The cold wind collided with the flying sand, and the sand grains that seemed to have great impact were blown away by the seemingly ordinary blowing air.

At the same time, Lin Ke withdrew his hand, and then used the illusory cane in his hand to chop at the sand in front of him again.

Wood chopping method!
Concentrate a little bit and get to the top!

In an instant, the cane in Lin Ke's hand slashed at the sand like a sword blade more than 300 times.

No matter how small the grains of sand are, they are still solid. When Lin Ke chopped them down, the sands suddenly shot out like bullets. The Vulcan Mantis below was so shocked that he raised his demonic energy to protect his body.

Seeing Lin Ke's Confucianism and Taoism strength, Vulcan Mantis also understood that the "following" condition Lin Ke had given him before was indeed given out of the face of the purple-striped white tiger.

Tianjiao, the real genius of the human race! (End of chapter)