Reborn Mosquito Daoist

Chapter 59 Wen Dao
"How can you be ashamed to have the cultivation of a Confucian scholar at a young age?" Xunzi smiled. In his opinion, Han Yu's blood is like a dragon, and he is definitely a man in his prime. The other disciples were quite different.

Han Yu knew in his heart that the Jixia Academy gathered the most knowledgeable talents of the human race, but the practice of various schools is not to cultivate immortals after all, and those who can step into the holy realm and live forever are definitely rare.Although Xunzi is a half-step Confucian sage, he already has the body of a half-immortal, but he has only lasted for a few hundred years. If he cannot truly become a Confucian sage, he will not be able to escape the cycle of life and death after all.

Of course, Xunzi would not have thought that the other party was just a great monster who had practiced the Huang Ting Jing, let alone that there was a monster who could cultivate righteousness. Seeing Han Yu playing with the hilt of his sword and bowing his head, he said, "When I was young, I used to swing a sword The world, but the older you get, the more you realize that different paths lead to the same goal, and Confucianism and Taoism may not be equal to the way of swordsmanship!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to outline in the void.

The mighty righteousness condensed into shape, and a majestic and fierce "sword" appeared in front of Han Yu's eyes.

"This is..." Han Yu was inexplicably horrified, because the quaint word "sword" actually revealed a little bit of the law of swordsmanship.

Xunzi seemed very satisfied with Han Yu's reaction, and smiled lightly: "Let's take my trick 'Stars Spread'!"

Han Yu stepped boldly, flicked his wrist, and threw the general's long sword.

The word "sword" in the void seemed to have seen through Han Yu's offensive, and with a "swoosh", it avoided the general sword, and the sword was sharp, and attacked Han Yu's Suoxin acupoint.

When the strange roar hit, Han Yu's heart was shocked. This "sword" in the void was like a peerless swordsman. His moves were invisible. The word "sword" in the void is helpless.When he rolled, he was about to avoid the miraculous and eager sword, but he narrowed his eyes, only to catch a glimpse of the Gan Jiang sword that fell to the ground.

It turned out that at some point, the word "sword" in the void had secretly released a sword aura, knocking Ganjiang's sword down to the ground, the entire blade of the sword sank into the ground, leaving only the hilt trembling, and a few strands of sword tassels fluttering without wind ...

Xunzi clicked as far as he could, and with a wave of his hand, the word "sword" turned into a beam of righteousness and shot towards Han Yu's eyebrows.

How Han Yu reacted, subconsciously wanted to avoid this energy, and suddenly remembered the purpose of this trip, judging from the other party's previous actions, he had not discovered his identity, and it was absolutely impossible to kill him suddenly, and faced it immediately. , let this pure righteousness sink into the eyebrows.

Xunzi nodded secretly, and said proudly: "This is the 'Great Illusionary Star Sword' created by the old man. It is performed from the 28 constellations of the week. It evolves the stars and changes with awe-inspiring righteousness. The magic calculation predicts the enemy first..."

"Sure enough, it's the Grand Imaginary Star Sword. Master Xunzi has high expectations for you." Bei Gongbo walked in at some point, and patted Han Yu's shoulder, envious.Han Yu nodded, his spiritual sense was so strong that he completely absorbed the swordsmanship in Haoran's righteousness almost instantly, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your love, my lord!"

"The practice of swordsmanship is the easiest way to get caught up in killing. I see that your sword aura is full of murderous intent. With this magnificent phantom star sword to counteract it, you will not go astray in the future and be controlled by this killing intent..." Xunzi waved his hand.

Han Yu nodded. If he masters the way of killing, there is no possibility of being controlled by killing intent. What really makes him fancy is the means of Wenqi in Haoran Huanxing Sword.However, what Xunzi taught was only swordsmanship, and he didn't mention the method of condensing and forming just now. His heart moved, and he said strangely: "My lord, the word 'sword' just now is..."

Xunzi's eyes were deep, as if lost in memory: "First Wenzu Cangjie created characters, and then there were hundreds of schools of thought. Do you know the connection between the two?"

Han Yu shook his head blankly.

Xunzi turned his attention to Bei Gongbo again.

Bei Gongbo scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Xunzi glared at him, and continued: "There are many good books, but Cangjie only passed on one. People in the world only know that Cangjie created characters, but they don't know what kind of characters Wenzu comprehended that day. All the ancient characters point directly to the Dao, and each character contains the power of a law..."

Han Yu narrowed his gaze: "Three Thousand Ways?"

"That's right, Wen Zu was born able to write, and he had a brilliant mind. He looked up at the curvaceous potential of Kuixing, and looked down at the tortoise's tortoise. Every character he created was the admonition of the Dao. This kind of writing was born to be envied by the sky." , It is rumored that on the day when the characters were completed, the sky was raining millet, ghosts cried at night, dragons were hiding, and Wenzu was burned..." Xunzi sighed, "Afterwards, although these three thousand characters have been handed down, they have only been handed down. It retains its shape, but loses its essence. However, when Wenzu left, he dispersed his literary spirit into the great fortune of the human race. After thousands of years, there will be continuous virtuous talents appearing in the world, and hundreds of schools and schools will gradually flourish!"

Han Yu seemed to have realized something: "Could it be that the word 'sword' that your lord just said is the motto of the great way left by Wen Zu?"

Xunzi nodded approvingly, then shook his head again: "The three thousand proverbs of that day have long since disappeared in the long river of time, but we practiced the way of writing, and used the ancient characters left by the ancestors of the past to figure out the deep meaning and comprehend to a certain level. It will be able to make it form a real admonition of the great avenue, and this is our way - to establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the teachings of the past, and to create peace for all generations!"

Reverse engineering?Han Yu's heart trembled, the human race is really blessed, in addition to the martial arts practice of Qi practitioners, there is actually a lineage of Wen Dao passed down to this day, and it seems that the cultivation of this Wen Dao may not be weaker than Martial Dao.

"These are actually recorded in the Library Pavilion of the Academy..." Xunzi said pointingly.

Bei Gongbo was ashamed, suddenly remembered the purpose of this trip, and immediately bowed his fists and said, "Master Xunzi, that fellow Mo Jie knew that Brother Han had walked out of the illusion, and he fainted in a fit of rage. Jijiu Shenzi sent a message, if your lord If you don't give him an explanation, he will come to Brother Han himself!"

The eight curses of life and death are connected with Mo Jie's mind and mind, and Han Yu felt it the first moment he stepped out of the battle.This made him so embarrassing, not only did he not hold a big grudge, but he also gave up his martial arts to help the opponent, and immediately vomited blood, coupled with the exhausted vitality of his secret method, he didn't slow down this time, and fell into a severe coma.

Xunzi frowned: "Qin Huali has always been independent and domineering, and now he is offering wine in the academy... Anyway, Han Yu, you can go to Zangshu Pavilion and copy all the Confucian classics!"

"This..." Bei Gongbo was a little surprised, didn't Xunzi hate and value Han Yu, why would he punish him to copy books.

Neither humble nor overbearing, Han Yu exchanged a glance with Xunzi, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, my lord!"

The second monk, Beigong Bozhang, can't figure it out. Although he is full of righteousness, when it comes to reading, he is a big head. He can achieve what he is today, all because of the elders in his family's teaching that talents come from sticks. Who would know the deep meaning of Xunzi asking Han Yu to copy the book.

Naturally, Han Yu would not miss this opportunity to get close to Tianji Valley, not to mention that the Zangshu Pavilion itself is located in a place where literary energy gathers, which happens to be used to evolve the ancient star of Wenqu.

Xunzi pondered for a moment, then suddenly recalled: "Speaking of which, when I entered Jixia Academy for the first time, I almost copied all the books in the Zangshu Pavilion..."

Han Yu's heart warmed, knowing that the old man was worried that he was thinking too much, so he nodded again, "Han Yu knows!"

"Then Mojie is Mo Di's only bloodline. As a major disciple of the Mo Sect, Qin Huali naturally defends this little junior brother to the utmost. I have wronged you!"

Both Han Yu and Bei Gongbo remained silent.

Confucian disciples have always been important ministers of a dynasty, and the one who served as the Sangong was not a great Confucian with high morals.However, the disciples of the Mohist school are good at organs and utensils, and it is inevitable for practitioners to fight with others. A superior weapon or even a magic weapon is always flocked to. As a result, outside the temple, the Mohist sect is even better.

Although Han Yu's potential is great, it is not so great that Confucianism and Momen can really tear their skins apart.

(End of this chapter)