From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 134 The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky

"Why can't my Confucian words and methods affect this son's sword?" A Confucian student below asked doubtfully.

"I don't know, there must be some special way of cultivation!" Another Confucian student next to him also frowned.

The Gushan Taoist in the distance listened to the discussions of the Confucian scholars around him, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Of course he knew why, Zhang Wuji's Huangji Dao sword was also a method of using luck.

As a sword formula that leads directly to the Dao, Huangji Daojian naturally has various magical features.

The reason why Zhang Wuji didn't show too much now is because his current cultivation level is too low, only at the Foundation Establishment level.

But even so, it is still possible to be loved by luck and not be influenced by words.

What Gushan Taoist could think of, Zhang Wuji could naturally think of it, so he didn't move at all, he quickly made a tactic, and 36 fire spirit swords suddenly appeared in the sword box behind him, and these fire spirit swords trembled again the moment they appeared , Countless sword shadows split out again, as if turning into a sea of ​​swords all over the sky in an instant, and rushed towards Luoyang.

This is exactly the sword and light splitting formation that Zhang Wuji used when he was facing the startled salamander.

Confucianism and Taoism are indeed very strong, but they also have an obvious shortcoming. The defense is too weak, and all they can rely on is their mouth. Great array.

"I won't be attacked by the sword!" The Luoyang man resolutely spoke again in mid-air, watching the sword shadows all over the sky.

Countless sword lights deflected when they were about to attack him.

But the 36 fire spirit swords are not listed here, and the ability to speak out has very little influence on them.

Luo Yang leaned on the wings on his back to dodge in embarrassment, and when he saw the gap, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said loudly again: "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky."

"Boom!" The boundless flood fell from the sky out of thin air.

"Iron Horse Glacier!" Before the flood fell, he drank again.

"Boom!" The water changed in an instant, and it actually condensed into a long glacier, and more than 30 riders on ice horses rushed towards Zhang Wuji with boundless anger on the glacier. .

"Okay!" A Confucian scholar shouted below.

"Wonderful, Junior Brother Luo's combo is really wonderful.

"Look at how this sword lunatic blocks my Confucian iron horse ice river." Some Confucian scholars sneered.

While everyone was admiring, Zhang Liang, who was also watching the battle sitting in the corner, couldn't help but sighed.

Luoyang had already lost this battle, and he was dragged into a familiar rhythm by this sword repairer. Who could compare with the sword repairer in the competition of attack power?
In fact, when Luoyang passively used his wings to fly to the sky to avoid Zhang Wuji's sword, he had already lost.

What Confucianism is best at is to control the rhythm, that is, to do everything possible to drag the other party into the field that they are best at.

And what is Confucianism best at?Of course it's talkative, but when Confucian disciples can't even use the ability of talking talk, can they still not lose?
Sure enough, the next moment, the sword cultivator drew his sword again, it was still the heavy sword, the shadow of the sword flickered continuously, and those iron horses and glaciers that seemed to be coming with great momentum were instantly smashed by this sword.

Then the sword shadow flashed, and the sword approached Luoyang again with 36 fire spirit swords.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I surrender!" Luo Yang naturally saw the situation clearly and decisively surrendered.

A smile appeared on Zhang Wuji's face, he found that he was naturally invincible when dealing with these Confucian disciples, the most powerful words of these people follow the law, but very little can affect him.

"Accepted!" Zhang Wuji first bowed his hands and saluted.

"Senior brother Zhang is too powerful." Luo Yang also admired him sincerely. From the beginning to the end, he was suppressed and beaten by this senior brother, and he was completely powerless to fight back.

Just like when we were in front of Qin Shihuang's tomb.

"You're not bad!" After getting off the ring, Taoist Gushan couldn't help but nodded to Zhang Wuji, obviously Zhang Wuji gave himself a good job.

"See it!"

"Your Junior Brother Zhang has already made a good impression on you. Next, you should follow his method when you go on stage. Don't try to reason with them. We can't talk to them. We go up and cut them first, understand?"

"Understood!" Several senior brothers nodded hurriedly.

"My celestial master, our Crown Prince would like to invite you to have a chat after this competition. I wonder if you are free?" Just as Zhang Wuji sat back to his seat and was about to eat and drink, a soft-faced The young boy suddenly came over and bowed to him in salute.

"Huh?" Zhang Wuji, who had just drank half a cup of tea, was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but looked up at the main seat, just in time to see the young man in dragon robe waving to him.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji nodded, but he also wanted to see what the Crown Prince was going to do to find him.

The ensuing battle was similar to Zhang Wuji's. Xuanyuan's seniors didn't talk to Confucian scholars at all, they just raised their swords and slashed.

However, they didn't have Zhang Wuji's ability to resist what he said, and for a while they fought against the Confucian scholars, evenly matched.

In the end, two wins and one loss in three battles, plus Zhang Wuji's three wins and one loss. To be honest, this result is just right for Gushan Taoist. If he wins all, it will inevitably give people a feeling of domineering. Or if they lost more than three games, would Xuanyuan Sword Sect lose face?
That's right, for Xuanyuan, as long as he wins, he loses face. There is no such thing as a tie, hello everyone, hello everyone.

After this battle is over, the tasks of Zhang Wuji and other Foundation Establishment disciples have basically been completed. From now on, the Gushan Taoist will go to wrangling, negotiating, and probing with Confucianism!
But Zhang Wuji was still a little worried about this, because since he talked with Mr. Huang Shi, he knew that he was deeply involved in this negotiation.

He is more worried about whether the future Ming Dynasty should accept Confucianism.

As for whether he could influence the Ming Empire after he returned, Zhang Wuji was actually not too worried. He had already discussed with Zhang Sanfeng before he left. Mingjiao would have an extremely important position in the Ming Empire at any time. supported.

If the Ming Empire really lasted for thousands of years, he felt that his Grand Master would definitely play an extremely important role in it.

He actually didn't know much about Confucianism.

But right now, a prince of the Han Empire wants to talk to him about this matter, which makes him have deep expectations. From the mouth of this prince, he may be able to learn some Confucian principles of governance, or Said to be the impact on an empire.

(End of this chapter)