Tang Dynasty: Starting from Kou Zhong, the heavens rise!

Looking down at the ministers, Kou Zhong ordered.

"promise!"

All civil and military officials responded in unison.

On March [-], the third year of Zhaowu in the Great Chu Dynasty, it was early summer, when the grass was growing and the orioles were flying, two hundred bluebird flying boats were docked over the camp in the western suburbs.

"set off!"

Hou Xibai, the military advisor who offered sacrifices to wine, took the lead in entering the dimensional gate.

The barbarian legions of Shuofeng and Ye followed closely behind, led by thousands of galloping cavalry, followed by cavalry from the Shuofeng tribe and the Helan tribe, with a crowd of 20 people entering, followed closely by the Kuafu tribesmen, each wearing a Heavily armored, like a monster, the ground shook as it passed.

In contrast, the Muyun Legion and the Mu Ru Legion are relatively simple. The former rides the Sun Chaser Horse, and the latter rides the Lingfeng Horse.

The last ones to enter were the 90-feathered men of the Feiyun Army driving [-] bluebird flying boats and ten yellow-level flying warships, mainly to deal with the griffins and giant dragons in the world of power. The [-]-strong army entered in a mighty manner. Got Game of Thrones.

On the other side of the camp in the western suburbs, Kou Zhong rode a dragon horse and entered the world of Liaozhai. Behind him were the ten armies of Da Chu.

This is the first time that Dachu has launched a battle to conquer two worlds at the same time, and it tugs at the heartstrings of many people.

..........

In the world of Liaozhai, in the last years of the Qian Dynasty, wars were everywhere, people were in dire straits, demons were infested, causing trouble in the world.

As soon as he stepped into this world, Kou Zhong couldn't help but frown, and even Long Ma couldn't help but sneeze a few times. This world was full of filth, and there was resentment everywhere. The spiritual energy seemed rich, but it was no longer there. Pure, if used for cultivation, the mind will inevitably be eroded by resentment.

Fortunately, the iron-blooded war code practiced in the Great Chu Army was based on the blood demons in the world. The environment of this world allowed the Chu Army to show off its skills even more.

"His Majesty!"

Li Jing, the commander-in-chief of the left army, and Xie Yingdeng, the commander-in-chief of the right army, came out one after another on green dragon horses. They were also shocked by the environment of this world.

"Li Jing, Xie Yingdeng."

"There are demons in this world, causing harm to the world. This expedition will not only take away the people, but also strangle the demons and ghosts."

"There are no immortals or gods in this world, and most of them are replaced by demons and demons. Evil ghosts act as city gods, and mandrills act as mountain gods. They wear crowns and hats, but their eyes are like pearls."

"You must remember one thing. You would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than spare one lightly."

"By the way, if you encounter a kind-hearted demon who has not sucked the blood and essence of the human race, you can open up a wide margin and allow him to enter Dachu, and register it at the six gates."

With deep eyes, Kou Zhong warned.

The world of Liaozhai is an unprecedented chaotic world. The original work contains 491 chapters. There are many demons and ghosts such as city gods, painted walls, mandrills, fox demons, etc. Although their strength may not threaten the Chu army, they have to guard against it. Moreover, the cultivation of this world There are many methods, whether it is cultivation or demon cultivation, if it can be accepted by Dachu, it will be a good thing.

"promise!"

Li Jing and Xie Yingdeng responded respectfully.

When they looked up, Kou Zhong was already riding a dragon horse to Guobei County in this world, where there was the entrance to the Netherworld.

PS: Liaozhai World is mainly based on Chinese Ghost Story movies.

Chapter 192: Emperor Yan enlightens, Ning Caichen awakens literary heart!

Liaozhai World, Guobei County.

The sky gradually darkened, and the last ray of sunset disappeared into the night.

"Ow!"

In the woods north of the city, wolves howled one after another.

A scholar in tattered clothes was walking cautiously with a lantern. An ancient temple appeared not far away. He was overjoyed. He hurried over and saw a figure. Suddenly, he froze in place, with a cold on his forehead. Cold sweat.

"Scholar."

"Do I look like a ghost?"

"Do you want to be scared to death?"

Koo Zhong turned around and looked at Ning Caichen with a playful expression.

"Ah, this?"

Through the speckled moonlight among the trees, Ning Caichen saw Kou Zhong's true face.

He is seven feet tall and wears a black gold-trimmed brocade suit, which looks like a warrior outfit and is very suitable for hands-on work. He has a white jade belt around his waist, sable leather boots on his feet, and his black hair is combed into a neat bun on his head. , set in a purple gold crown, with a hint of self-confidence in the dignity.

The face is as clear as a sculpture, the deep eyes are as bottomless as the abyss, and the eyebrows are flying across the sky, showing no anger and self-power.

This was the first time Ning Caichen saw a man with such an attitude. He was in the same grade as himself, but the temperament he displayed made him feel the urge to worship him.

"Brother, brother..."

"Scholar, you are very brave to dare to come here alone."

Looking at Ning Caichen, who was a little embarrassed in front of him, Kou Zhong had a bad taste in his heart.

"What do you mean, brother?"

Ning Caichen trembled all over and asked with some doubts.

He had a vague feeling that the young man in robes in front of him had something to say, and maybe it wasn't a good thing.

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a very famous temple in Jinhua Mansion called Lanruo Temple."

"There are thousands of monks in Lanruo Temple, and the incense is prosperous. When coming and going, there is an endless stream of pilgrims, and it has spread almost throughout the southern part of Daqian."

"I don't know why, but Lanruo Temple turned into a ghost overnight. Not a single monk disappeared, leaving only blood everywhere. It was thought that something strange happened in Jinhua. Gradually, no one dared to go to Lanruo Temple. Tourists came and went. Although there are some, no one can ever come out.”

As the suspenseful words rang out, Ning Caichen was so frightened that his whole body trembled and his teeth chattered.

At this moment, the sound of gold and iron clashing broke the conversation between the two.

"Clang! Clang!"

Two figures suddenly appeared in the dark and gloomy Lanruo Temple. The sword light flickered endlessly. The two men continued to fight, moving toward the vital point.

One of them was the swordsman Ning Caichen met in Guobei County, the murderous man who killed all the people because of robbery. The other one had a naked face and beard, and his demeanor and behavior were somewhat similar to that of a Taoist priest.

"Huh? Ha!"

The swordsman made an accidental move, and the bearded middle-aged man struck a sword on his arm, causing blood to flow gurglingly.

The two faced off with swords, and the center of the confrontation was Ning Caichen. Ning Caichen asked with a trembling look on his face: "I think the fight between you two is over, right?"

"Brother Xiahou, you fought with me for seven years and lost for seven years. But you are really patient. Wherever I avoid, you chase me."

The bearded middle-aged man looked at the swordsman seriously and said meaningfully.

"Yan Chixia, I didn't expect that you would sharpen this sword even more sharply in Lanruo Temple for half a month."

Xia Houxuan was also filled with emotions.

"No."

Shaking her head slightly, Yan Chixia said in a deep voice: "It's just that you wasted your youth, you are too ambitious, and you don't seek to make progress."

"For the sake of the false reputation of the best sword in the world, his sharp edge is too exposed, and his intentions are evil."

"The movements are erratic, the fire is too strong, and the sword is drawn quickly and inaccurately."

"Ok?"

Hearing these words, Xia Houxuan's face turned livid with anger, and he couldn't help but thrust his sword forward, which made Ning Caichen tremble again.

However, Yan Chixia continued: "If you don't cultivate your moral character, even if you are lucky enough to win, it will not help."

"Yan Chixia, I'm here to listen to your martial arts competition, not to listen to your sermons. You..."

Xia Houxuan's anger surged and he questioned.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

There was a loud slap, and Kou Zhong walked out of the darkness leisurely and said interestingly: "He is right."

"Although I don't understand swords, how can you practice swordsmanship well if you haven't even mastered the will of a sword yet?"

"This bearded man's swordsmanship is as perfect as fire. How can you defeat him?"

'what? '

Seeing this, Xia Houxuan and Yan Chixia couldn't help being shocked.

From just now to now, even if they are fighting, they are constantly observing the situation next to them. Apart from Ning Caichen, a weak scholar, has there ever been another person who looks like a noble prince?

Either Kou Zhong is not a human being, or Kou Zhong is very powerful and knows how to restrain his aura, making them unable to notice it at all.

"Brother..."

Ning Caichen looked happy when he saw Kou Zhong.

After all, this was the first friend he met at Lanruo Temple, and from the bottom of his heart, Ning Caichen felt that Kou Zhong was a good person.

"Hey!"

"Since you know swords so well, let's have a test."

Xiahou Xuanqi couldn't help but lecture him one by one, and stared at Kou Zhong angrily.

"Oh? Sword competition?"

"I am a swordsman, but I have a brother who is a master of swordsmanship and knows a little bit about it."

"Shh!!!"

While speaking, Kou Zhong sucked his palm, and a dead branch on the ground fell into his hand.

Before Xia Houxuan could react, Kou Zhong replaced his sword with a dead branch and made a light stroke.

"call out!!!"

An unprecedented sharp sword light appeared in the eyes of the three people. Although it did not cause any damage to the surrounding environment, a sword that could cut the sky and destroy the earth already appeared in the minds of the three people. The artistic conception of looking at all directions and leveling the world directly hit their hearts. , it is impossible to look straight at it.

"puff!"

Xia Houxuan, who was at the center of the storm, took more than ten steps back, vomiting blood, his whole body was traumatized, and his breath became extremely weak.

On the contrary, Yan Chixia seemed to be inspired, and the majestic sword spirit in her body became more majestic, and she had a heroic ambition to defeat all the demons and monsters in the world, which made Kou Zhong nod his head in appreciation, a child can be taught.

Ning Caichen saw a brand new world from the sword light, where countless scholars ignited their own literary fire, forged literary courage, dared to fight against the world, and faced any injustice head-on.

I don't know when, a clear light gradually emerged from Ning Caichen's body. That clear light was definitely not true energy, let alone blood energy, but it had an indescribable and unexplained meaning, just like the arrogance of a scholar.

"This scholar is not useless after all!"

Glancing at Ning Caichen, Kou Zhong touched his chin playfully.

The sword he made just now is not so much a sword as it is Tao. It was a sword he had learned all over the world. Yan Chixia saw the next direction of the sword's intention in it, and Ning Caichen saw the text in it. He even awakened his literary heart through Taoist cultivation methods and leapt into the realm of scholar, comparable to the innate warrior/foundation-building realm cultivator.

Literary cultivation is completely different from martial arts. Cultivate the literary mind, refine the literary courage, burn the literary fire, and build the literary palace.

Among them, the two realms of Tongsheng and Xiucai are mainly about awakening the literary heart; the two realms of Juren and Jinshi are mainly about cultivating literary courage; the two realms of Hanlin and Great Scholar are mainly about igniting the literary fire; and the great Confucians need to build their own Wen Gong, thus integrating the heart of heaven with the heart of literature, turning the ordinary into an immortal.

Rather than saying that literary education is a kind of practice, it is better to say that literary education is a kind of foundation. How to awaken the literary heart depends on how much one has read. How to cultivate the literary courage is whether the scholar's mind can be as strong as iron and as gentle as fire. How to burn, read the book a hundred times, and recommend its meaning to yourself. This is embracing all rivers and turning all the classics you have read into your own resources and using them to build your own literary palace.

Obviously, Ning Caichen, a weak scholar, has not slacked off in studying, and has even surpassed many scholars. In a peaceful world, he might be able to get the top score, second place, or top score in the examination, but unfortunately, he has no use in this world.

"Thank you!"

Yan Chixia woke up and turned around, her eyes flashing with sword intent, and she saluted solemnly towards Kou Zhong.

Only he knew what a profound gift that sword light had brought to him just now.

"Xuanxin Zongzong has been passed down to your generation, and you are the only Nascent Soul cultivator left."

"The righteous path of this world has failed you, so it's not difficult for you."

Looking at Yan Chixia in front of him, Kou Zhong said somewhat inexplicably: "The mysterious secret of Xuanxin is not a method of swordsmanship, but a method of cultivation. It contains the secret to transforming into a god. Your Xuanxin Zongzong has practiced it for tens of thousands of years in the past. Over the years, many characters have appeared.”

"I didn't expect that it would be your generation. From cultivation to swordsmanship, does it count as going astray?"

Cultivation focuses on clearly understanding the principles of human nature and nature, being impartial to everything in the world, always staying outside, and seeing through the world of mortals.

But Yan Chixia is obviously different. He is following the path of swordsmanship and wants to control himself, or even everything, with the sword in his hand.

"How easy is it to become a god?"

"The last great monk of the Xuanxin Zongzong who transformed into gods was 3000 years ago."

"Now that the earth is collapsing and demons are everywhere, we can no longer cultivate ourselves. All we can do is use my sword to create a bright and sunny sky for all living beings."