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Chapter 61 Investigation, you deserve it too?

[When the current hits the water, the waves stop the flying boat! 】

What answered Huai Jinfeng was a wave crashing on the shore.

This is not an illusion, but the Confucianism performed by chanting poems to mobilize the grandeur energy after breaking through to the grandeur state. If it is hit by this wave, ordinary people will be seriously injured even if they don't die.

After breaking through to Grand Virtue Realm, Lin Qian naturally developed a clear understanding. As long as he recited a poem, he could mobilize Grand Virtue Qi and create visions to attack the enemy.

When he uttered this sentence, the corresponding star in Wen Palace instantly brightened, and a starlight fell, covering Lin Qian. At the same time, in the outside sky, a starlight also fell, blessing the wave superior!
However, Huai Jinfeng just waved his sleeves and smashed the waves without even reciting poems.

Nine grades of Confucianism and Taoism, one grade and one heaven, are vividly displayed at this moment.

""The World Is Too Narrow" and "The Immortal", were you the one who wrote it?"

Huai Jinfeng pressed on every step of the way, as if he was watching a prey falling into a trap, and he was sure of winning.

[Why do you need a hometown to bury your bones? Life is full of green hills! 】

A series of green hills descended from the sky, suppressing Huai Jinfeng.

However, with a wave of his sleeves, the green mountain was smashed like a bubble, and Huai Jinfeng had already arrived in front of Lin Qian, and the power bound by the law of heaven became more and more terrifying, making Lin Qian involuntarily want to answer his question.

[If the sky is loving, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes! 】

With a thought, the Shuiyun brush appeared in his hand. When Lin Qian chanted the war poem, the Shuiyun brush shone brightly, and the cyan aura naturally blended into the poem, increasing its power. See Huai Yixiu used it.

At the same time, the corresponding star in Wen Palace was instantly activated, like a substantial light falling, covering Lin Qian.

Lin Qian no longer borrowed the words of the sages. The power of Confucianism is related to his understanding of poetry and articles, not to mention that his own poems are blessed by heaven and stars, and their power is even higher.

Almost subconsciously, Huai Jinfeng took a few steps back. At that moment just now, he actually felt a chill on his back, and a creepy feeling came out.

At that moment, he seemed to see the sea turning into a mulberry field, and the years passing by mercilessly.

"This little guy who has just been promoted to the seventh rank can actually threaten himself?"

When he looked again, he found that the heavy restraints he had placed around Lin Qian had disappeared.

It's not being crushed by force, but the time goes by, the time for Confucianism has come, and it will naturally dissipate!

"Time is the power of time!"

Huai Jinfeng was so shocked that he didn't dare to go forward immediately.

He never imagined that a small Grand Confucianism Confucianism Cultivator could mobilize the power of time.

There are not many poems written by sages throughout the ages, but before the fifth rank, Confucianism cultivators have no way to control the power of time by reciting these poems.

He has only heard that there are Confucian cultivators of the sixth rank of Virtue Realm who can master this kind of power by virtue of their deep understanding of certain poems, but he has never heard of Confucian cultivators of the seventh rank of the Grand Realm who can master the power of time!

"This, this is too incredible!"

Huai Jinfeng didn't dare to step forward. He is over 50 years old this year. If he can't break through to the fifth-grade artistic conception before the age of 60, he will have no hope of going further in his life. If he is contaminated by the power of time, he may be cut off early future.

puff!
The throat surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Lin Qian didn't pay a price for breaking through Huai Jinfeng's blockade. At this moment, he felt as if his head had been ripped open and crushed, and there were constant pains like needle pricks, which made him wish he could pass out now. .

His eyes, nose, and ears were constantly bleeding.

Bleeding from the seven orifices appeared extremely terrifying.

With a seventh-rank body, breaking through the blockade of a sixth-rank Confucianist, even with the help of Heavenly Dao, Stars and Wenbao Shuiyun Brush, is still extremely reluctant.

[People without loyalty cannot stand in the world! 】

[When the elders ask, don’t deceive them; when the elders give orders, don’t be late to act; when the elders give them, don’t dare to say no. 】

Huai Jinfeng performed Confucianism again.

So what if you can break it once, can you break it a second time, a third time?

But this time Huai Jinfeng didn't dare to step forward, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

"Answer me, you are the 'Qian Lin' who wrote "The World Is Too Narrow" and "The Immortal", aren't you?"

This time, Lin Qian, who was in a daze, couldn't resist at all, and he subconsciously wanted to answer.

【sword! 】

However, at this moment, a loud shout sounded outside the Huae Building, and at the same time, the sound of chanting a poem surrounded everyone's ears.

【Ten years of sharpening a sword, but the blade of frost has never been wiped. If I show you to the king today, who will be unfair! 】

Zheng!
With a sound of the sword, a cyan sword shadow shot into the Huae Tower like a flying sword, smashing the twisted rules that bound Lin Qian to pieces.

At the same time, an old man in a white robe flew into the second floor of the Huae Building and landed beside Lin Qian. Seeing Lin Qian bleeding from his seven orifices, his eyes burst into tears.

The person who came was Wang Zhuan who sensed that there were Confucianism cultivators fighting in the city!
When he sensed that the direction of the fight was Huaelou, he was worried about Lin Qian's safety, so he didn't even sit in the carriage, and directly used Confucianism to drive over. He didn't expect to see such a scene.

[The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp. 】

As Wang Zhuan chanted, it seemed as if there were bursts of cyan drizzle appearing in the building, and when they fell on Lin Qian, the cyan raindrops seemed to fall on a sponge, sinking into it for an instant, making Lin Qian feel a little bit of coolness, and the inside of his head The stinging pain of the needle stick is also reduced a lot.

[Suddenly, the fragrance was released overnight, and it scattered into the universe and thousands of miles of spring. 】

Still not satisfied, Wang Zhuan performed Confucianism again.

Plum blossoms seemed to grow out of nowhere in the air, exuding a faint fragrance, which made Lin Qian, who smelled the fragrance, feel refreshed and completely regained his sobriety.

"Master!"

It was only now that Lin Qian saw Wang Zhuan standing in front of him with a long beard, and couldn't help being moved.

"It's fine!"

Only then did Wang Zhuan heave a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at Huai Jinfeng, "Good! Good! Good! As expected of a disciple of a semi-saint family who used the big to bully the small and injured my Changsha Mansion's current Xie Yuan in my Changsha Mansion, The semi-holy family is really a great prestige!"

【sword! 】

Wang Zhuan didn't say much, and there was another [Sword], a flying sword with condensed blue light appeared, drew an afterimage, and shot towards Huai Jinfeng opposite Huai Jinfeng like an arrow.

This is the unique ability of Confucianism in the Virtue Realm. It can bind a Confucianism to a word through the understanding of poems and articles, and it can be displayed faster in battle. After all, the battlefield is changing rapidly, who can display it faster Whoever uses spells can have more opportunities.

【First! 】

Huai Jinfeng's dead soul raged, and he also yelled loudly. With this yell, a gleaming golden armor appeared on his body, and at the same time, the sound of chanting poems appeared.

[Dark clouds overwhelm the city, wanting to destroy it, and the light of armor opens to the sun's golden scales]

Ding!
The cyan flying sword pierced the golden armor, making a crisp sound of metal colliding. It was also at the sixth rank, and it was impossible for Wang Zhuan to defeat Huai Jinfeng with one blow.

"Brother Ruwen, stop!"

"I'm just here to investigate the author of those articles that slander the imperial court."

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"

Huai Jinfeng quickly explained.

"investigation?"

"What are you? Are you worthy?"

Wang Zhuan was furious, he didn't care what Huai Jinfeng was going to do, he only knew that his apprentice and grandson were seriously injured by this old clapper's bullying.

【sword! 】

There was another cry, and a flying sword with condensed blue light appeared again in the midair. After it appeared, following Wang Zhuan's pointing, it shot towards Huai Jinfeng again.

(End of this chapter)