I turned daily skills into supernatural powers

Chapter 105 This is Confucianism and Taoism
Hearing Du Shaoling's words, Yu Qingnian's heart was beating violently, and the blood in his whole body was boiling.

He desires power more than anyone present, and desires to become stronger.

Although he likes reading, he likes poetry and songs.

But as he was born in a martial arts family, he naturally wanted to be able to practice martial arts and possess extraordinary strength like other brothers.

If possible, he naturally hopes that he can be both civil and military, and hopes to win honor for his mother and become the pride of the Yu family.

Instead of being ridiculed and belittled like now, even my father doesn't like me.

Even the mother who has always been strong will be gossiped by those concubines.

However, Master Du's words just made him see hope again in his already desperate heart.

Although he still can't practice martial arts, he can turn words and knowledge into extraordinary power.

One day in the future, maybe those guys who despise themselves and look down on literati can take a look.

The full knowledge of scholars can also be turned into a weapon to kill the enemy, and turned into extraordinary supernatural powers.

It's just that all these beautiful things made Yu Qingnian wonder if it would be a sweet dream.

When the dream wakes up, everything will return to reality.

He pinches himself.

It hurts.

But the smile on his face was even brighter.

Seeing the unbelievable expressions on everyone's faces, Du Shaoling said loudly again: "When I heard the news, I was in the same mood as you, but when I saw Mr. Lin Shi, I realized that everything is true."

Du Shaoling described the events of that day in detail.

Hearing the scene described by Du Shaoling, everyone's hearts could not be calmed down for a long time, they were both shocked and excited.

A hot blood surged in his body.

They never dreamed that one day the knowledge they had learned would be transformed into extraordinary power.

I am a scholar, but I can also obtain the supernatural power to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

I can't help looking forward to Wei Yi's arrival in my heart, looking forward to witnessing the miracle with my own eyes.

I also look forward to cultivating the spirit of brush and ink, and possessing extraordinary power.

When Wei Yi came to Qingfeng Academy, the whole playground was very lively.

Everyone's emotions were high, their faces were flushed, and their hearts were full of blood, which had already melted away the cold winter.

Seeing Wei Yi's arrival, everyone was even more excited.

But the eyes that looked at Wei Yi were incomparably respectful and extremely hot.

They already worshiped Wei Yi in their hearts.

Now it is even more known that he has extraordinary power, created the Confucianism and Taoism practice system, and also brought them hope to change their lives and destiny.

The gratitude and respect for Wei Yi in this heart can no longer be added.

I'm afraid that the sages in the sage temple of the college can no longer be compared with Wei Yi.

"Students, see Mr. Wei!" Everyone bowed in unison, their emotions high, their voices mighty, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

Wei Yi was also quite excited when he looked at the students below who were bowing to him together.

Although there are only 30 people at the moment, the momentum is already very astonishing.

Thinking about the scene where tens of thousands of students will visit themselves together in the future, it must be very spectacular.

It is estimated that that momentum alone is enough to drive back many powerful enemies.

"Excuse me!" Wei Yi stood on the high platform, overlooking the crowd, and said loudly.

He was tall and straight, and under the sunlight, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a faint brilliance.

Coupled with that elegant and handsome face, as well as that otherworldly temperament, she is really like a banished fairy.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Yi, their eyes were hot and they were excited.

Wei Yi didn't hesitate, after all Du Shaoling had already said everything he needed to say.

So he held the pen in his right hand and began to splash ink in the void in front of him.

Dots of light condensed on the tip of his pen, and words emerged one by one in the void.

The majestic momentum surged out, and the surrounding void seemed to have ripples.

This miraculous scene left everyone dumbfounded and shocked.

The majestic momentum made them stand in awe, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end.

Although they had already heard Du Shaoling describe some scenes before.

But what I saw with my own eyes at this time was still very shocking and deeply touched.

What Wei Yi wrote was exactly the poem he specially prepared.

The white waves in the West Lake are thin and the leaves are thin, and Yan Hong begins to enter Tang Yunfei...

The strong man is angry, and the heroic spirit is born.

Relying on the sword of heaven, Ande slashed the long whale across the sea.

With the completion of this poem, a chilling air permeated the air, which made people awe-inspiring.

In a daze, they seemed to see the soldiers marching in the bitter cold wind.

They are worthy of the sky, worthy of the people, and even more worthy of the king.

Want to defend the country, want to regain the mountains and rivers.

However, the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, and the road ahead was miserable, which made their road to war difficult.

The oppressive breath seemed to turn into a thick black cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

It made everyone feel that the sky on the playground was a bit dim.

There seemed to be unresolved grief and resentment in my heart.

Great ambition is hard to pay, and there is no way to serve the country.

But just as the dark clouds were overwhelming.

A long sword was unsheathed, with momentum like a rainbow, opening up the sky and the sea, cutting away the dark cloud, and suddenly became enlightened.

That aura, between these circumflexes, is like an explosion after accumulating strength, and a counterattack after forbearance.

It is bold and carefree.

Another example is that after the sword has been sharpened, it is finally sharp and aggressive, and it is as powerful as a bamboo, killing all the demons.

This powerful poetic flavor and momentum directly shook the hearts of everyone present.

It also makes them seem to be inspired by emotions and deeply touched.

The heart was beating wildly, the breathing was intensified, but the blood was surging, and the spirit was high.

There seems to be a heroic feeling in his heart, and he seems to have a long sword in his hand.

To split the dark clouds of this troubled world, to sweep away the traitors.

"Read along with me!" Wei Yi shouted.

Then he said in a loud voice: "Ande relied on the Heavenly Sword to cut off the long whale across the sea."

"Ande relies on the sword of heaven, and cuts the long whale across the sea."

As a group of students recited together, the words in the void became more radiant.

An unstoppable majestic momentum surged out.

It's like a stormy sea, and like a thousand troops.

Seeing this scene, including Du Shaoling, everyone present was astonished.

I didn't expect such a scene to appear in my recitation.

Immediately, my heart was full of excitement, and I continued to read aloud with Wei Yi: "And rely on the sword of the sky, and cut the long whale across the sea. And rely on the sword of the sky, and cut the long whale across the sea..."

Following the shouts, one after another will condense.

The poem in front of Wei Yi seemed to have aroused the power of heaven and earth, and there seemed to be a sound of wind and thunder between heaven and earth.

The brush in his hand tapped lightly in the void.

All the words condensed together in an instant, turning into a silver sword shadow.

This sword shadow is exactly the same as Wei Yi's Yitian sword.

It is nothing more than the agglomeration of the energy of pen and ink and the power of heaven and earth.

The sword light is dazzling, and the spirit is compelling.

At the same time, Wei Yi raised his pen and waved upwards, and the sword shadow turned into a thunderbolt, and shot straight into the sky like a silver dragon.

In the next second, accompanied by a rumbling sound, there seemed to be a silver sword glow across the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds that was originally flat in the sky was divided into two.

It seems to have combed the sea of ​​clouds in the middle.

silence!

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds that had been cut open in the sky, the students were stunned, the hairs on their bodies stood on end, their hearts were shocked, and they even forgot to breathe.

But after the shock, the blood in his body rushed straight to the crown of his hair, his face flushed, and his expression was excited.

At this time, they really realized what is the practice of Confucianism and Taoism, and what is the power of words.

Wei Yi just used that poem to turn it into a Yitian sword, splitting the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

They had never seen such a miraculous sight in their lives.

I'm afraid that only the Taoist immortal has such supernatural powers.

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