Saint of the Confucian way
Chapter 550
Spring and autumn is a historical book, and the word spring and autumn also represents time and years.
Kong Sheng's will is the ability to change time.
The higher the position of Wen, the stronger the will of Kong Sheng, which is one of the reasons why even the demons and barbarians are unwilling to fight with the Kong family.
Half of Gu Jiao Hou's body was shrouded by the power of Kong Sheng's will. He looked at the people in surprise and tried to retreat, but he was only a demon Hou after all. Even if he had temporary real dragon blood, he could not resist such vast power, and his body could only move outward at an extremely slow speed.
Kong Detian and others were shrouded in the power of Kong Sheng's will, and everything slowed down as well.
The two dragon families in the East China Sea looked at each other and immediately bypassed the scope of Kong Sheng's will and launched an attack on the half of the body of Gu Jiao Hou who fell outside.
This is the terrible part of Kong Sheng's will. Once the body is divided, if the Kong family has foreign aid, the enemy can only let it be slaughtered.
However, the ancient jiaohou was followed by a large number of demons and dragon demons. They used magic to attack the two dragon families, forcing the two dragon families to retreat.
During the fighting between the two sides, Fang Yun finally finished reading the third sentence of Kaifeng's poem.
"Show you today..."
The strong wind in the whole hall suddenly rose, and the golden light condensed in Fang Yun's mouth. Then a roar of the real dragon roared in Fang Yun's palace, which spread millions of miles and spread all over the whole dragon climbing platform.
Fang Yun's demon man, long Shuai and even the masked man in black and lion Wang, the son of the great sage, were shocked and became temporarily absent-minded.
All the Dragon families present looked at Fang Yun with incredible eyes. They couldn't believe that there was a real dragon roar in the literary palace of only human beings. Although the roar was not as good as the voice of the Dragon saint, the real dragon roar was the highest order of the dragon family. No one could roar except the Dragon saint.
"Did he mobilize ZuLong's will?" Lei Jiu was shocked.
The roar of the real dragon was just amazing, but then those ordinary demons and long Shuai felt deeply desperate.
While reciting Kaifeng's poem, Fang Yun even raised his pen to write. Fang Yun is using the power of supreme literary heart and one mind!
Long Jianshi.
Sword, Double Dragons, snowflakes shine on hibiscus.
The pure light shines from heaven and earth, and the thunder can't rush.
Once you leave the gold box, you fly and sink out of phase.
The wind has been dead for a long time, so it hides its front.
The water in Wu is as deep as ten thousand feet, and the mountains in Chu are as heavy as a thousand feet.
The male and female are not separated, and the gods will meet.
The first Baoguang, the original Baoguang and the handed down Baoguang, shine one after another, and the Baoguang of other forces such as Wenbao pen, dragon blood ink ingot and calligraphy will also appear on the paper, making the power of this first battle poem more powerful.
After all the lights are stable, an unprecedented magnificent light appears.
Other precious lights are like a transparent eggshell attached to the poetry, but the source of this precious light is the interior of the poetry. The white light formed erupts in all directions, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
After the white light, Fang Yun was as holy as God. His whole body exuded an unprecedented temperament, as if he had the ability to create a world and create a world.
All the demons, dragons and Terrans who knew the Baoguang shouted with one voice.
"Shizu Baoguang!"
The creators of the first war poems of any type, such as the first poem to kill the enemy, the first poem to protect the enemy, the first poem to hide the enemy, the first poem to stop the enemy... Have been awarded the ancestor of poetry. In fact, the origin of many war poems is the book of songs. The names of many poetry ancestors have disappeared in the long river of history. Only a limited number of poetry ancestors such as Zang Feng's poetry have been widely spread.
This poem has the ancestor Baoguang, and Fang Yun is the ancestor of a new type of war poetry!
When Fang Yun's "Dragon Sword poem" flew high into the air, Lei Jiu, Zongji and Sima he only looked at it, so they didn't forget the whole poem and quickly read the poetry with the help of the Jinshi.
Dragon Sword poem is a poem that chants the famous sword generals and Mo Xie. It says that the generals and Mo Xie are like two dragons after they are refined, and the sword body is as white as snow, and can even be used as a mirror to reflect flowers. The sword light shines on the sky and the earth. Even thunder is far from comparable.
Unfortunately, later, the two swords were scattered and separated from each other. Because the famous sword admirer Feng beard was dead, no one could recognize the two gods, so the two divine swords hid their edges.
One sword is hidden in the abyss of the state of Wu and the other in the vast mountains of the state of Chu, but the two male and female swords are gods after all, and there will be a reunion day!
Almost at the end of the reading, the three people thought of the function of this poem, especially the last sentence.
Gods will meet!
At the same time when the Shizu Baoguang was formed, the lion shouted wildly, and the heartbeat suddenly sounded like a drum. The great saint's blood hidden in the heart was completely stimulated, and his body doubled. At the same time, the earth shaking lion roared in his mouth, which shocked even Huang Long Ao Huang.
The power of the lion's heart.
"Even though the boundless world and ten directions are endless, there is no room for Shizu! Fang Yun must die!" the golden blood armor around the lion suddenly became an inch thick, and a virtual shadow of the crown appeared on his head, just like the king of demons jumping on Fang Yun.
The lion raised his right forepaw high. The golden light on his palm was enough to turn a mountain into stone powder in one shot!
"As like as two peas", "Ao!" suddenly, the Ao Huang roared, and dragons were used to force the dragon shaped golden light, which was exactly like his body, flying out of his mouth, and he was bumping into a lion's body.
Strong as a lion, he couldn't resist the power of the dragon ball of the real dragon. His body flew out like a broken kite. When he was in mid air, he turned his head and looked at the man in black.
"Kill Fang Yun! Kill him!"
The masked man slowly stretched out his hand and moved to the side with his index finger.
His fingers were pale, but under his pale skin, there were clearly visible black blood vessels. The black blood vessels were exposed like green tendons, ferocious and terrible.
A little black void vortex appeared on the tip of the masked man's index finger. The whole hall began to shake, dust fell and the wall cracked.
Fang Yun's expression remained unchanged. After the formation of the poem "Dragon Sword poem" by the poet Li Bai, he also recited the last sentence of Jia Dao's famous poem.
"Who has grievances!"
Ten years of grinding a sword, frost blade has not been tried. I will show you today. Who has a grievance?
Kaifeng's poem was completed, and a sword sang through the world. The sword sounded as if it was a great grievance. It seemed that he was telling Fang Yun that he didn't take the initiative to snatch the Dragon Qi and ZuLong's real blood. Tao was deeply aggrieved.
A brilliant golden sword flew out of Fang Yun's mouth. The sword of the real dragon was bred from the bones of the real dragon. The sword is three feet long. The sword itself is like a white ancient sword, but the outside of the sword body is surrounded by a golden dragon light.
Other people's sword is like a dragon, but Fang Yun's sword is like a dragon, which is a real dragon!
The Dragon opens its teeth and claws. The mouth of the dragon is open and contains the tip of the sword. The body of the Dragon wraps the body of the sword and the tail of the Dragon forms the hilt. It is radiant and threatening the world.
The sword is surrounded by a dazzling real dragon pattern instead of the translucent virtual dragon pattern of others.
The strange waves sweeping across the ten directions and breaking the void spread from the real dragon sword in all directions.
Below the real dragon sword, there is a black ink sword half the length of the main sword. This sword is made by Fang Yun's writing the monument of the Shence army. It contains the majesty of the Tang emperor's inspection of the Shence army. The sword is magnificent and has the appearance of an emperor. It is also more handsome and extraordinary because of the work of Liu Gongquan, one of the four masters of calligraphy.
The seven forces of pregnant sword poetry, real keel, Tibetan Feng poetry, real dragon pattern, Kaifeng poetry, a large number of dragon Qi and ink Sword form Fang Yun's lips, guns and tongues!
People of all ethnic groups feel the breath of the real dragon sword. They are all extremely shocked. The success of the pregnant sword has such Tianwei. It is definitely the first sword in the ages!
"Why is his dragon pattern different from ours? I feel that one of his dragon patterns is comparable to my two dragon patterns!" Zongji muttered to himself.
"I'm also like a dragon. My tongue and mouth sword is a full dragon bone pregnant sword, but why is it far inferior to his sword?" Sima he felt weak.
However, the power of the real dragon sword has not reached its peak.
After the as like as two peas of the dragon sword, the old sword appeared just like the sword of the real dragon, and even the sword was more than one.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
At this moment, the strength of Kong Sheng's will is exhausted, and Gu jiaohou desperately retreats, and all the seven Jinshi of the holy courtyard who protect Fang Yun look back at Fang Yun, and then look up at the two swords on Fang Yun's head!
Very little of what the as like as two peas of the presence of the elite looked at, and the killing of the enemy's poems was nothing. The stronger the Jinshi's killing poems was the less intense the Terran race, but this war poem that could evocate a cross verbal swords was full of subversive.
The power of Terran Jinshi will change dramatically!
Jinshi is the backbone of Terran power!
"You can't keep this son!" a demon Saint shouted desperately.
The black vortex at the fingertips of the masked man in black finally took shape, aiming at Fang Yun a little.
When the sky and the earth changed color, the black vortex suddenly expanded thousands of times, and then a huge blood colored faucet rushed out of the vortex. The faucet was as high as 100 feet, which was basically a mountain peak.
The blood colored dragon head has black eyes, golden pupils, silver teeth and purple tongue. It has a strong evil intention in its eyes and emits the power of destroying the world.
"Prison evil dragon! Wasn't it suppressed in the prison sea? Who got his power!" Ao Huang recognized the origin of the evil dragon at a glance.
The evil leader opened his mouth and bit the people.
"It's me!" the man in black answered Ao Huang's question, took off his hat, untied his mask and showed a strange face.
The black blood vessels under his white skin bulged like tree roots on his face, which was very terrible.
"Fierce king!" all Terrans looked at Meng Lin hall.
"There is no doubt that you will die today! Fang Yun, I will break you into pieces today!" the fierce king's pupils are extremely deep and dark. That's not the color that humans should have, but the color that only Jiuyou hell and the dead mountain of the demon world should have.
Fang Yun suddenly realized that according to everything he knew, he outlined what had happened.
On that day, the fierce king was killed by Fang Yun after his distraction entered the holy ruins. At that time, the fierce king was in the town prison sea and fainted because of his distraction death.
At that time, the fierce king was invaded by the evil dragon in prison.
The fierce king was deeply hurt. The imperial position may not be guaranteed. The punishment ended ahead of schedule and returned to Meng's old house to recover.
However, the fierce king was unwilling. In order to climb the treasure of the Dragon platform, he simply demoted himself to the Wen position and became a Jinshi. Then he traded with the demon family, obtained a dragon climbing stone from the demon family and entered the Dragon platform from the Xihai dragon palace!
Since you dare to enter the Dragon stage, you must have communicated with the evil dragon in prison and reached an agreement one by one.
Kong Sheng's will is the ability to change time.
The higher the position of Wen, the stronger the will of Kong Sheng, which is one of the reasons why even the demons and barbarians are unwilling to fight with the Kong family.
Half of Gu Jiao Hou's body was shrouded by the power of Kong Sheng's will. He looked at the people in surprise and tried to retreat, but he was only a demon Hou after all. Even if he had temporary real dragon blood, he could not resist such vast power, and his body could only move outward at an extremely slow speed.
Kong Detian and others were shrouded in the power of Kong Sheng's will, and everything slowed down as well.
The two dragon families in the East China Sea looked at each other and immediately bypassed the scope of Kong Sheng's will and launched an attack on the half of the body of Gu Jiao Hou who fell outside.
This is the terrible part of Kong Sheng's will. Once the body is divided, if the Kong family has foreign aid, the enemy can only let it be slaughtered.
However, the ancient jiaohou was followed by a large number of demons and dragon demons. They used magic to attack the two dragon families, forcing the two dragon families to retreat.
During the fighting between the two sides, Fang Yun finally finished reading the third sentence of Kaifeng's poem.
"Show you today..."
The strong wind in the whole hall suddenly rose, and the golden light condensed in Fang Yun's mouth. Then a roar of the real dragon roared in Fang Yun's palace, which spread millions of miles and spread all over the whole dragon climbing platform.
Fang Yun's demon man, long Shuai and even the masked man in black and lion Wang, the son of the great sage, were shocked and became temporarily absent-minded.
All the Dragon families present looked at Fang Yun with incredible eyes. They couldn't believe that there was a real dragon roar in the literary palace of only human beings. Although the roar was not as good as the voice of the Dragon saint, the real dragon roar was the highest order of the dragon family. No one could roar except the Dragon saint.
"Did he mobilize ZuLong's will?" Lei Jiu was shocked.
The roar of the real dragon was just amazing, but then those ordinary demons and long Shuai felt deeply desperate.
While reciting Kaifeng's poem, Fang Yun even raised his pen to write. Fang Yun is using the power of supreme literary heart and one mind!
Long Jianshi.
Sword, Double Dragons, snowflakes shine on hibiscus.
The pure light shines from heaven and earth, and the thunder can't rush.
Once you leave the gold box, you fly and sink out of phase.
The wind has been dead for a long time, so it hides its front.
The water in Wu is as deep as ten thousand feet, and the mountains in Chu are as heavy as a thousand feet.
The male and female are not separated, and the gods will meet.
The first Baoguang, the original Baoguang and the handed down Baoguang, shine one after another, and the Baoguang of other forces such as Wenbao pen, dragon blood ink ingot and calligraphy will also appear on the paper, making the power of this first battle poem more powerful.
After all the lights are stable, an unprecedented magnificent light appears.
Other precious lights are like a transparent eggshell attached to the poetry, but the source of this precious light is the interior of the poetry. The white light formed erupts in all directions, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
After the white light, Fang Yun was as holy as God. His whole body exuded an unprecedented temperament, as if he had the ability to create a world and create a world.
All the demons, dragons and Terrans who knew the Baoguang shouted with one voice.
"Shizu Baoguang!"
The creators of the first war poems of any type, such as the first poem to kill the enemy, the first poem to protect the enemy, the first poem to hide the enemy, the first poem to stop the enemy... Have been awarded the ancestor of poetry. In fact, the origin of many war poems is the book of songs. The names of many poetry ancestors have disappeared in the long river of history. Only a limited number of poetry ancestors such as Zang Feng's poetry have been widely spread.
This poem has the ancestor Baoguang, and Fang Yun is the ancestor of a new type of war poetry!
When Fang Yun's "Dragon Sword poem" flew high into the air, Lei Jiu, Zongji and Sima he only looked at it, so they didn't forget the whole poem and quickly read the poetry with the help of the Jinshi.
Dragon Sword poem is a poem that chants the famous sword generals and Mo Xie. It says that the generals and Mo Xie are like two dragons after they are refined, and the sword body is as white as snow, and can even be used as a mirror to reflect flowers. The sword light shines on the sky and the earth. Even thunder is far from comparable.
Unfortunately, later, the two swords were scattered and separated from each other. Because the famous sword admirer Feng beard was dead, no one could recognize the two gods, so the two divine swords hid their edges.
One sword is hidden in the abyss of the state of Wu and the other in the vast mountains of the state of Chu, but the two male and female swords are gods after all, and there will be a reunion day!
Almost at the end of the reading, the three people thought of the function of this poem, especially the last sentence.
Gods will meet!
At the same time when the Shizu Baoguang was formed, the lion shouted wildly, and the heartbeat suddenly sounded like a drum. The great saint's blood hidden in the heart was completely stimulated, and his body doubled. At the same time, the earth shaking lion roared in his mouth, which shocked even Huang Long Ao Huang.
The power of the lion's heart.
"Even though the boundless world and ten directions are endless, there is no room for Shizu! Fang Yun must die!" the golden blood armor around the lion suddenly became an inch thick, and a virtual shadow of the crown appeared on his head, just like the king of demons jumping on Fang Yun.
The lion raised his right forepaw high. The golden light on his palm was enough to turn a mountain into stone powder in one shot!
"As like as two peas", "Ao!" suddenly, the Ao Huang roared, and dragons were used to force the dragon shaped golden light, which was exactly like his body, flying out of his mouth, and he was bumping into a lion's body.
Strong as a lion, he couldn't resist the power of the dragon ball of the real dragon. His body flew out like a broken kite. When he was in mid air, he turned his head and looked at the man in black.
"Kill Fang Yun! Kill him!"
The masked man slowly stretched out his hand and moved to the side with his index finger.
His fingers were pale, but under his pale skin, there were clearly visible black blood vessels. The black blood vessels were exposed like green tendons, ferocious and terrible.
A little black void vortex appeared on the tip of the masked man's index finger. The whole hall began to shake, dust fell and the wall cracked.
Fang Yun's expression remained unchanged. After the formation of the poem "Dragon Sword poem" by the poet Li Bai, he also recited the last sentence of Jia Dao's famous poem.
"Who has grievances!"
Ten years of grinding a sword, frost blade has not been tried. I will show you today. Who has a grievance?
Kaifeng's poem was completed, and a sword sang through the world. The sword sounded as if it was a great grievance. It seemed that he was telling Fang Yun that he didn't take the initiative to snatch the Dragon Qi and ZuLong's real blood. Tao was deeply aggrieved.
A brilliant golden sword flew out of Fang Yun's mouth. The sword of the real dragon was bred from the bones of the real dragon. The sword is three feet long. The sword itself is like a white ancient sword, but the outside of the sword body is surrounded by a golden dragon light.
Other people's sword is like a dragon, but Fang Yun's sword is like a dragon, which is a real dragon!
The Dragon opens its teeth and claws. The mouth of the dragon is open and contains the tip of the sword. The body of the Dragon wraps the body of the sword and the tail of the Dragon forms the hilt. It is radiant and threatening the world.
The sword is surrounded by a dazzling real dragon pattern instead of the translucent virtual dragon pattern of others.
The strange waves sweeping across the ten directions and breaking the void spread from the real dragon sword in all directions.
Below the real dragon sword, there is a black ink sword half the length of the main sword. This sword is made by Fang Yun's writing the monument of the Shence army. It contains the majesty of the Tang emperor's inspection of the Shence army. The sword is magnificent and has the appearance of an emperor. It is also more handsome and extraordinary because of the work of Liu Gongquan, one of the four masters of calligraphy.
The seven forces of pregnant sword poetry, real keel, Tibetan Feng poetry, real dragon pattern, Kaifeng poetry, a large number of dragon Qi and ink Sword form Fang Yun's lips, guns and tongues!
People of all ethnic groups feel the breath of the real dragon sword. They are all extremely shocked. The success of the pregnant sword has such Tianwei. It is definitely the first sword in the ages!
"Why is his dragon pattern different from ours? I feel that one of his dragon patterns is comparable to my two dragon patterns!" Zongji muttered to himself.
"I'm also like a dragon. My tongue and mouth sword is a full dragon bone pregnant sword, but why is it far inferior to his sword?" Sima he felt weak.
However, the power of the real dragon sword has not reached its peak.
After the as like as two peas of the dragon sword, the old sword appeared just like the sword of the real dragon, and even the sword was more than one.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
At this moment, the strength of Kong Sheng's will is exhausted, and Gu jiaohou desperately retreats, and all the seven Jinshi of the holy courtyard who protect Fang Yun look back at Fang Yun, and then look up at the two swords on Fang Yun's head!
Very little of what the as like as two peas of the presence of the elite looked at, and the killing of the enemy's poems was nothing. The stronger the Jinshi's killing poems was the less intense the Terran race, but this war poem that could evocate a cross verbal swords was full of subversive.
The power of Terran Jinshi will change dramatically!
Jinshi is the backbone of Terran power!
"You can't keep this son!" a demon Saint shouted desperately.
The black vortex at the fingertips of the masked man in black finally took shape, aiming at Fang Yun a little.
When the sky and the earth changed color, the black vortex suddenly expanded thousands of times, and then a huge blood colored faucet rushed out of the vortex. The faucet was as high as 100 feet, which was basically a mountain peak.
The blood colored dragon head has black eyes, golden pupils, silver teeth and purple tongue. It has a strong evil intention in its eyes and emits the power of destroying the world.
"Prison evil dragon! Wasn't it suppressed in the prison sea? Who got his power!" Ao Huang recognized the origin of the evil dragon at a glance.
The evil leader opened his mouth and bit the people.
"It's me!" the man in black answered Ao Huang's question, took off his hat, untied his mask and showed a strange face.
The black blood vessels under his white skin bulged like tree roots on his face, which was very terrible.
"Fierce king!" all Terrans looked at Meng Lin hall.
"There is no doubt that you will die today! Fang Yun, I will break you into pieces today!" the fierce king's pupils are extremely deep and dark. That's not the color that humans should have, but the color that only Jiuyou hell and the dead mountain of the demon world should have.
Fang Yun suddenly realized that according to everything he knew, he outlined what had happened.
On that day, the fierce king was killed by Fang Yun after his distraction entered the holy ruins. At that time, the fierce king was in the town prison sea and fainted because of his distraction death.
At that time, the fierce king was invaded by the evil dragon in prison.
The fierce king was deeply hurt. The imperial position may not be guaranteed. The punishment ended ahead of schedule and returned to Meng's old house to recover.
However, the fierce king was unwilling. In order to climb the treasure of the Dragon platform, he simply demoted himself to the Wen position and became a Jinshi. Then he traded with the demon family, obtained a dragon climbing stone from the demon family and entered the Dragon platform from the Xihai dragon palace!
Since you dare to enter the Dragon stage, you must have communicated with the evil dragon in prison and reached an agreement one by one.
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