The indescribable Taoist Lord

The Taoist scriptures that carried the words of "Zi Suzi" on the jade book became tangible entities, and the sound of chanting sutras echoed between heaven and earth as if they originated from high heaven.

It seems that there are gods and Buddhas sitting there, and there are immortal kings holding sceptres. Although there is no fairy court and holy realm that Wang Zhixin saw when he opened the Wanying Book before, this kind of supreme goodness, a sense of peace like the breeze in the hall, is different from that of Shui Yuan Shenzi. Intense chaos, extremely sublime, and a breathless pressure formed a sharp contrast.

It is as if this Tao Yun is both competing and non-competing, both one and ten thousand. No matter how turbulent the world is and how complicated the roads are, the beginning and source of this Tao Yun have never changed. This is a kind of justice.

"A gentleman is magnanimous..."

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, and establish a destiny for the people..."

"If you raise upright people and ignore wrongdoings, the people will be convinced..."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry..."

I don’t know where the world came from. Since the words of the Great Dao were extracted from the book and gradually gathered together, there seemed to be many unknown saints from the past reciting sutras in this world isolated from the outside world. Wenlai.

Wang Zhixin could not identify the names of these saints. They were ethereal, as if they were buried in the years, and seemed to be floating outside the sky, as if they came from the many heavens that separated Taisu and Zhongtian, as the basis of the truth.

Then, some familiar voices sounded from the void, making the dull little saint's expression become more solemn.

"Xu Zi said: The revenge of ten generations can still be repaid. If a minister does not take revenge, he is not a minister; if a son does not take revenge, he is not a son..."

"The prince said: There is no good or disgusting body, there are good and evil actions. Knowing good and evil is conscience, doing good and eliminating evil is observing things..."

The originally scattered Tao and principles bloomed with golden light in the void, carrying the weight of humanity. But as soon as human principles came out, especially when the principles understood by Wang Zhixin himself appeared in the world, the saint The sword of Tao suddenly gathered its edge.

The sword is nine feet and five feet high, level with Wang Zhixin's Dharma. It is golden in color, but it does not look luxurious. Instead, it has an ancient and clumsy air. The sword is engraved with complicated cloud seals, all of which were written by Wang Zhixin on the jade book. Recording principles.

The sword grid is simple in shape, just like the hilt. It is no different from the long sword made by Hua Sanliang low-grade spiritual source in Chang'an, but the glow of the holy way still lingers.

Zhang Qinghe nodded slightly when he saw this scene - Wang Zhixin's Confucianism system, compared to Zhou Huaian's alchemy method and Su Shenxiu's Pure Land method, is probably the most complete system today.

Although it is still impossible to break away from the barriers of the Pure Land method, after reaching the Third Realm of the Middle School, it has initially shown its edge.

It is as if the realm of cultivating the Five Divine Treasures and cultivating supernatural powers in the Guizang Realm is specially prepared for Confucianism. At this moment, the power of the Saint Sword is already approaching the peak of the Life Star.

Not to mention anything else - most of the magical powers in the Guizang Realm are developed by oneself. It all depends on the monk's foundation and chance, or the near-immortal family and the Daoguo clan have the same bloodline and secret method. There is a high probability that the same thing will appear. Miraculous powers, but now it seems that the Confucianism founded by Wang Zhixin has broken this rule.

Apart from anything else, Zhang Qinghe saw clearly the nature of this magical power thanks to the Emperor's Wangqi and Tao Fei's astonishing understanding - as long as he understood Confucianism to a certain extent, the two "Taiping Fu" and "Sage Sword" Confucian scholars can completely cultivate this magical power that has appeared in front of him now.

Don't look at Zhang Qinghe's frequent leaps and bounds to kill enemies. These are just the benefits and various external objects brought by "Tai Su". Wang Zhixin's magical power is real, and it can be practiced by ordinary students to master the magic method of killing enemies across levels.

Not to mention that it has a strong suppressive power against evil spirits.

If Chang'an School had this road before, why did it lose so many Taoist disciples on the edge of Beiyin Mountain?

What's more, the most important thing in Confucianism is the word "enlightenment", which is the truth about people, or the truth about how people get along with each other, and between people and heaven and earth. The possibility of being infected is naturally reduced by half - as for the other half, in In the spiritual breath of heaven and earth.

The spiritual breath of heaven and earth contains some kind of influence from the will of immortals and gods, which will subtly transform practitioners. This must be solved from the root.

Just like a large piece of misty white mist rising in front of him, it was all caused by pure water energy, but there was also a strong will from some kind of sacred force, which had a huge impact on Wang Zhixin. .

The moment the Sage's Sword was condensed, the Tao and principles between heaven and earth were divided into two streams - one was the Tao sound generated by the jade book and the Saint's Fu, which demonstrated the magnificent Confucianism of humanity.

One of them originates from the bottomless abyss somewhere, with original fear and breathless depression, but at the same time it is soft and soothing, as if it is the breath of water that has coexisted with heaven and earth since ancient times.

Confucianism was still weak and had no way to compete with it, but its vitality seemed stubborn and self-reliant, causing the atmosphere in the field to change immediately.

The tall and majestic aura of the Shui Yuan God Son, which seemed to be inviolable and incomprehensible, suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a cave-like evil spirit deeply hidden in the white mist.

At this moment, Wang Zhixin's soul in Niwan Palace became clearer and clearer, and his expression showed a kind and gentle look that would educate all people.

"cut!"

With Tian Xian in his mouth, the energy in the field also solidified. The sword of humanity slashed straight down, and the rise and fall were not complicated. A thin golden line was drawn in the void, towards the terrible sea anemone. The terrifying head is about to be chopped off...

The Shui Yuan God Son seemed to be dumbfounded, standing quietly and not moving, despite Wang Zhixin cutting off its body. Although he could hear the sounds of the great avenues and it caused some discomfort to the naked eye, at this moment, he did not feel any discomfort. It does not reveal any power or magic from the gods.

It seemed that He had no intention of taking action from the beginning.

"Retreat quickly!!!"

Zhang Qinghe stopped shouting when Wang Zhixin slashed out the sword - Wang Zhixin also had a tacit understanding. Before Zhang Qinghe could say anything, he clearly judged the reality of the scene, decisively turned into a yellow rainbow, and grabbed Li Pingan, who was sleeping soundly next to him. , flew up.

Unlike Li Ping'an, who was a dabbler, his Dharma form was in front, with Changhong behind, flicking out streaks of tail flame aura, without being affected by the realm of immortals at all.

Naturally, this has a great relationship with his inheritance of Confucianism and the scriptures taught by Zhang Qinghe.

The sword of the saint cut through the deep fear surrounded by clouds and fog, parted the thick fog, and the true appearance of the unscathed Son of Water Yuan was revealed in front of Wang Zhixin.

Li Pingan, who was sleeping, seemed to be feeling unwell. He kept frowning and moving, which made Wang Zhi feel helpless.