Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Who are you? Why do you know me?" Lu Yong looked at the middle-aged man with a vigilant expression. He put his right hand on the handle of the knife at his waist. The person who knew his real name must not be an ordinary person. He was probably from Five major academies.

"Who am I? I am your master!" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Yong and cursed with a smile.

"you wanna die!"

Hearing this, Lu Yong was furious. The man in front of him dared to take advantage of him. He immediately shouted angrily, drew out the sword from his waist, and slashed at the middle-aged man.

"Oh, you kid, you're still so impulsive."

Seeing that Lu Yong actually dared to attack him, the middle-aged man gave a bitter smile, and then waved his right hand lightly, and saw a flash of cyan light. Lu Yong felt a huge force coming from the sword, and then his whole body flew upside down. Get out and fall to the ground.

"You are already in the realm of literary giants, why do you still have the temper of a donkey." The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head.

The movement outside naturally spread to the general's mansion, and Feng Guang's figure was seen walking out of the door. When he saw Lu Yong

When he fell to the ground and met the strange middle-aged man standing outside the door, he looked carefully up and down, then trotted directly to the middle-aged man's side, bowed his hands and said, "Master, what's the wind that brings you here?" ?”

"What, you don't welcome me?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"How could it be? The master is here to invite you." Feng Guang invited the middle-aged man into the house and shouted to Lu Yong who had just gotten up: "I haven't come over to see the master yet!"

"I've met the Master."

Lu Yong quickly walked to his master, raised his hands and saluted, but his heart was filled with turmoil, master? He remembered that the Master didn't look like this. The Master in his impression was full of white hair. Although his face was not haggard, it was also full of wrinkles. He looked like he was over seventy years old. Why, after not seeing him for more than ten years, did the Master look like this? Younger than yourself?

However, my teacher was indeed a disciple of Confucius and Sheng Academy. Although he was not a direct disciple of the Master, according to his seniority, the Master was indeed his master.

"Lu Yong, you have been with Feng Guang for so many years, but you haven't learned a single bit of his cleverness." The Master smiled.

"Students are stupid." Lu Yong lowered his head and said.

"Okay, don't stand outside the door. I'm here today to see Ci Song. Is that kid at home?"

As the master said, he walked into the general's mansion. Feng Guang quickly followed and replied: "At this time, the young master should be practicing swordsmanship in the martial arts arena. I will take you there."

"Um."

The master nodded slightly, and under the leadership of Feng Guang, walked towards the martial arts arena. Lu Yong quickly closed the door and followed.

At this moment, Ci Song was fighting against Shi Yue in the martial arts arena. The sword techniques performed by Shi Yue were the same as those of Tantai Junheng. They were both Confucian sword techniques, but Tantai Junheng had inherited the sword techniques from Kong Sheng, while Shi Yue's sword techniques were the same as those of Tantai Junheng. The Confucian swordsmanship that Yue learned was passed down from Zigong Yasheng. Although the two moves are similar, the effects are completely different.

Tantai Junheng's Confucian swordsmanship gives people more of a soft feeling like the spring breeze blowing on the face, but there is a deep chill between the sword moves, just like the cold wind in winter. It seems gentle, but in fact it is hidden. Murderous intent.

Shi Yue's Confucian swordsmanship gives people the feeling that it is as hot as the summer sun, and the sword moves are extremely fierce, just like the soldiers on the battlefield, marching forward bravely and with a rainbow of momentum.

As for Ci Song, he also used Confucian swordsmanship. This set of Confucian swordsmanship was ostensibly taught to Ci Song by Shi Yue, but in fact it was taught to him by the mirage dragon soul in Ci Song's body. Long followed Kong Sheng all his life, and his understanding of Confucian swordsmanship was second only to Kong Sheng.

In other words, the Confucian swordsmanship taught by Mirage Dragon is almost equivalent to the inheritance of Confucius.

Of course, it's not that Ci Song doesn't want to practice vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, it's just that Ci Song has already learned what Gongsun Cuo and Ning Ping'an taught Ci Song. If he wants to continue to improve, he needs the two to teach him the subsequent sword techniques. , and Ci Song believed that he was not yet capable of comprehending the subsequent sword moves on his own, so he changed his mind and practiced Confucian swordsmanship. After all, he was a disciple of Confucianism. In the end, none of the moves came from Confucianism. Yes, it is inevitable that it will fall on people’s lips.

"The third form of the Gentleman's Sword, the wise man enjoys water."

After two months of practice, Ci Song had understood the third form of Confucian swordsmanship. At this moment, he thrust out his sword and saw a blue-gold sword energy suddenly erupting from the Shuihan sword. The sword energy was winding like a long river. Generally, it spreads towards Shiyue.

"The second form of the Gentleman's Sword brings joy to the benevolent."

Seeing this, Shi Yue immediately struck out with a sword with a solemn expression, and a gray-blue sword energy suddenly erupted from the sword body. The sword energy was majestic, like a mountain, suppressing the aqua blue sword energy.

boom!

When the two collided, a roaring sound suddenly erupted, just like the collision of mountains and running water. The terrifying air waves spread around, blowing the leaves around the martial arts field to rustle down.

Although the long river was swift and violent, it could not shake the mountain. The gray-green sword energy gradually suppressed the blue-gold sword energy. Just when the blue-gray sword energy was about to destroy the blue-gold sword energy,

The aura of the mirage dragon suddenly burst out from Ci Song's body. A hint of dark purple emerged from the previously suppressed blue-gold sword aura. The aura suddenly surged and turned into a water dragon. It looked up to the sky and let out a long groan. Then the dragon's tail swung, directly The towering mountain shattered into pieces, and then the water dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed Shi Yue in one bite.

boom!

The water dragon dissipated and turned into a blue-gold sword energy again, and Shi Yue's figure also appeared from the place where the water dragon dissipated. A gratified smile appeared on his face, and then he raised his hand and swung the sword to shatter the blue-gold talent.

"Master, your sword talent is really enviable. In just two months, you can even master the third style of the gentleman sword so skillfully." Shi Yue looked up and looked at Ci Song who put away his long sword, and exclaimed sincerely.

"Uncle Yue, you are too kind. It's all because of your good teaching." Ci Song smiled and put away his long sword.

"Master Ci Song is too modest. It took me two years to barely understand the fur of the third style. Compared with Master Ci Song, I am far behind."

Shi Yue smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to say something else, his expression suddenly changed. He turned his head and looked at the entrance of the martial arts field. When he saw the familiar figure, he was stunned at first, and then his face showed a deep shock.

Shi Yue looked at the smiling middle-aged man holding a white paper fan standing at the entrance of the martial arts arena, and said in disbelief: "Master... Master?"

"Look, I said that Shi Yue could recognize me at a glance, are you convinced now?"

The master turned his head jokingly and looked at Lu Yong who was following him. Lu Yong smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Master, why are you here?"

At this moment, Ci Song also saw the master standing at the entrance of the martial arts arena, and immediately walked up quickly and bowed.

"You kid, the battle of a hundred schools of thought is about to begin, you don't stay in Yansheng Academy, but come home to practice, why, are you still dissatisfied with what Yan Zheng did in Tianguan?"

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