Create a Cultivation Technique at the beginning

The interpretation of “Confucianism” in “Shuowen Jiezi” is: “Confucian, Rouye, the name of the warlock.”

However, when the opportunity comes, sympathetic.

Reiki convergence.

A certain kind of Confucian took that step in a certain level.

Its existence is about to change.

There is beginning to be power in words.

In the poem, there began to be an incredible existence.

Talent surrounds you.

Talent is in the body, poetry can kill the enemy, words can destroy the army, and the article is safe in the world.

Paper; Raise people to kill the enemy, export into chapters, and fight swords.

Verbal criticism, with an enemy country.

The prologue to the myth seems to be about to begin.

When the morning sun gradually opens.

In the courtyard.

Wang Yangming’s eyes had closed.

“Talent is like silk, talent is like needle, is this talent?.”

At this time, Wang Yangming was in the midst of the opportunity, his spirit was completely opened, and he was in a starry sky, surrounded by an endless void, and in the void, stars were dotted in it.

A pale white mist surrounds the surroundings.

When thoughts are intertwined, voices come out of my mind.

“He who has a heart rules under him, and he who sees and sees is also the heart; Although the ear hears and the listener, the heart also; Although the mouth and limbs move and so they move, the mind is also”, “Where perception is the mind”

The pale voice was his words and his doctrine, and at the moment it sounded, Wang Yangming had an understanding.

Here contains all his doctrines.

Each star represents his doctrine, his writings.

And the white mist is talent.

It is similar to the inner qi of a warrior, but its nature seems to be completely different.

Feel it all, be silent with it all.

And above the courtyard, there are peach fragrances of the garden.

Peach blossoms that should not bloom in this season are blooming one by one at this time.

Above Wang Yangming, that huge talent energy quickly grew after it appeared.

Know the sea.

Perhaps for Wang Yangming, this is not a sea of knowledge.

It’s the Star Palace.

Or the Wen Palace.

One by one, the stars are dotted up, and the rich talent is exploding.

Wang Yangming was not even at his peak at this time.

But this time, his talent was enough to shock the world.

In the next moment, the pale golden light on Wang Yangming’s body soared into the sky, vast!

Instantly tore the firmament.

Huge golden light penetrated through.

In the early morning, it was noticed by countless people in an instant.

“This, this is?”

“Golden light?”

….

The voice spoke, but there was no response at this moment.

Everyone looked at the golden light blankly.

In the golden light, a huge phantom shadow slowly appeared, and infinite light spread around.

“It’s Mr. Wang!”

“Is it Mr. Yangming?”

“Mr. Yangming!”

……

The phantom shadow gradually solidified, and soon one after another sounds sounded throughout the city.

Wang Yangming did not know in the entire mansion city, and this huge phantom was naturally extremely clear.

Drunken fairy brewing.

Jiang Chen leaned on the railing and watched this scene.

There was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

“Ru Dao!”

Whispered, with a faint smile, he did not expect that Wang Yangming’s epiphany was so fast.

You know, Confucianism, Immortal Dao, and Martial Dao are actually completely different.

Martial Dao and Immortal Dao, one refining and refining qi, one refining gas and transforming God, itself is still in the concept of cultivation, but Confucianism is more of an artistic conception, as well as above the general trend.

In previous life novels, the system of Confucianism also appeared last.

But now it’s being presented.

Although that general trend is not too powerful, not to mention that compared with Jin Dan, even compared with the refining period, it is extremely inferior, and its vision is only a vision.

But some things, the curtain is lifted, but it is not two different things.

Like this moment.

“Xi’er go get another pot of Drunken Immortal Brew, we have to go!”

With his gaze retracted, Jiang Chen spoke with a light laughing voice.

“Okay, Grandpa Taizeng!”

Jiang Xi responded and hurried to pick up the wine.

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, got up and prepared to leave.

However, his steps had just moved, but at this moment his movements suddenly stopped.

His brows frowned slightly, and at this moment he looked at where the firmament was.

“What’s going on?”

Whispered, a little puzzled, Wang Yangming’s breath has calmed down, the general trend in this heaven and earth should have gradually dissipated, but at this moment there was not, but more and more condensed.

“Ru!”

There was a whisper, I don’t know when it sounded.

It was not big, and almost no one could even hear it, but Jiang Chen heard it.

His brows couldn’t help but condense, and the next moment his figure disappeared.

High in the sky, his figure appeared.

In this general trend, his pupils suddenly contracted, because in the intertwining of layers of invisible ripples, a new blurred figure slowly appeared.

No, it’s not presented.

It is separated by infinite time and space.

Jiang Chen saw it.

It was an old man with a knife in his hand and a bamboo simple.

But when the moment of convergence, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but tremble in his heart.

And when the time was set again, behind the old man, a text in the void began to be written.

And behind him, the void was shaking, and a picture scroll opened.

Hidden A.D. Year

The first spring of the first year, Wang Zhengyue. In March, Gong and Yi’s father were in contempt. Summer May, Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan.

In autumn and July, the king of heaven sent Zai Yu to return to Duke Hui and Zhongzi. In September, and the Song Renmeng stayed at the accommodation. In winter and in February, the festival comes. Gongzi Yi Shipai.

In the spring of the first year, Wang Zhou Zhengyue. If you don’t take the throne, take the throne.

……

When each writing fell, the old man’s breath seemed to become thicker.

The opportunities in the old man are also constantly improving.

It’s just that at this moment, Jiang Chen looked at those words stunned, feeling the general trend and fluctuations contained in him.

This is spring and autumn.

“Spring and Autumn”, also known as “Lin Jing” or “Lin Shi”, etc., is one of the “Six Classics” of Confucian classics, is the first chronicle history book, and is also the national history of the state of Lu during the Zhou Dynasty, and is also the most famous work of Confucius.

In this life, in order to enhance his understanding, Jiang Chen didn’t know that he had seen it countless times.

It’s just that this thing didn’t have much use for him before.

There was also almost no perception.

But this time, when these words appeared from behind the old man, they appeared in front of him again.

I don’t know if there is a difference in the words, Jiang Chen’s mind roared at this time.

At the level of consciousness, countless thoughts came out in an instant, and countless inspirations were intertwined.

And if he looked at the basic knowledge of his Yuan Infant level at this time, he would be surprised to find that the basic knowledge that had not been moved for ten years was constantly improving at a terrifying speed.

Just for a trance, that’s one percent.

Jiang Chen’s figure stood in the sky.

This moment is completely frozen.

。 In his gaze, the void sky that did not know where shook, and the old man’s surroundings surrounded by a mighty righteous qi, which held him at this moment like a god-like existence.

Behind him, Chunqiu is still writing.

With each word written, his breath became even more terrifying.

Until.

The last word of the old man fell.

The level of the old man also crossed that last level.

And that’s it

The old man’s eyes seemed to turn his head at this moment and look over.

The void appeared with layers of waves.

The line of sight seemed to have crossed endless time and space, directly fell on Jiang Chen’s body, a faint smile appeared, and the next moment, the surrounding scene receded, and the old man disappeared.

High in the sky, Jiang Chen’s trance instantly sobered up.

“That, that’s!”

The words spoke, but at this moment, his heart couldn’t help but tremble.

Subconsciously looked around and found that he seemed to be the only one in the entire city who saw that scene and saw the old man.

“Confucius!”

The hoarse voice spoke, and Jiang Chen was really touched at this time.

No, not touched, but violently shaken.

Are you kidding.

That one appeared in front of his eyes.

How long has this been a long time, two thousand years.

How many eras.

But that impact appeared in front of his eyes.

Mirage.

How could it be a mirage.

The old man’s last look made his heart unable to calm down at all.

There were violent fluctuations in the mind.

In his mind, countless thoughts came out at this time, different from the previous perception, this time he was a thought, a simple thought, a thought for this scene.

His originally calm heart could no longer calm down at this moment.

You know, he came all the way before, and he has determined that the current world level is also the Jindan level, which means that even the ancient sages cannot exceed this level, and Dharma is likely to be such a level.

The sons and daughters should be similar.

But now, this scene made him doubt and hesitate in his heart.

Even just the moment his gaze gaze gathered, Jiang Chen felt a complete gap.

And this is still I don’t know how many eyes have passed through time and space.

……..

(Today’s four changes, this one is just an episode, foreshadowing, don’t care!) At present, the level is not so high, in addition, this world will not suddenly appear people with a higher level of existence than the protagonist, even if it is an ancient saint, this scene is actually a little forked by the protagonist, and will be mentioned in the future! In addition, the world is going to advance, within ten sheets)