Pressure!
Chen Yue took action with all his strength, suppressing Diao Chunbao with his literary power. At the same time, this overwhelming literary energy soared into the sky, one hundred and thirty feet high. All this pressure was given to Diao Chunbao!
This not only refers to Wen Ya, but also Chen Yue's move, which directly alarmed the practitioners in Zhengyang Mansion.
This is also a pressure for Diao Chunbao.
Chen Yue's move put a lot of pressure on him.
"Little beast!"
Under this pressure, Diao Chunbao felt anxious. He waved the long knife in his hand, and the blade was covered with fire. The arrogance surged towards Chen Yue's face!
If we just talk about strength, there is a gap between Chen Yue and Diao Chunbao. Chen Yue is the first to enter the realm of [Cultivating Yuan and Yang Wang], but he has a solid foundation in the previous realm, so that when he enters this realm, his literary spirit has already reached a hundred feet, and In recent practice, it has reached one hundred and thirty feet.
In the Shura Sect where Diao Chunbao belongs, the second realm is called [Transporting Blood and Enriching Qi], and the third realm is called [Holy Blood Fetus], and Diao Chunbao is approaching the time of condensing the [Holy Blood Fetus] in his practice, but in terms of realm, Chen Yue belongs to the [early stage], while Diao Chunbao belongs to the [late stage].
Diao Chunbao suffered a loss in the hands of Chen Yue before because he used his strongest method to kill people in his sleep silently and escape calmly, but he did not want Chen Yue as a literary scholar to be in conflict with Shura, and Chen Yue His literary style is strange, which even a man of Shura Tao like him can't stand.
At this time, Diao Chunbao attacked with a straight knife, and the gap between the two people's realms was revealed.
What's more, Chen Yue has very few attack methods.
"Guangding!"
Chen Yue shouted.
The Guangding monk was beside Chen Yue. Seeing this, he clasped his hands and stood in front of Chen Yue to recite scriptures.
Leiyin Zhengzong must practice the Eightfold Path and possess various precepts. Such precepts are required of oneself, and practicing such precepts is to cross the sea of suffering. The sword Diao Chunbao is facing is also a suffering in the sea of suffering.
The blade was attached to his body, and there was a sound of silence. Monk Guangding blocked the sword for Chen Yue.
"Seal your hands and tease your vagina!"
Chen Yue was beside him and quickly started to block Diao Chunbao's movements. He used dirty moves with his feet, directly lifting his vaginal legs.
Diao Chunbao missed this attack and stopped struggling. He drew the knife forcefully and leaned back. With his own strength, he hardened Chen Yue's vaginal leg, turned around and ran away outside the Ping'an Temple.
"Can you leave?"
There was a sound outside the Ping'an Temple. Diao Chunbao, who was about to run away, seemed to have hit a wall head-on. The long knife flew in his hand. He also fell backwards and fell back, rolling like a gourd on the open space inside the Ping'an Temple.
Chen Yue and others looked over and saw a Confucian scholar coming from outside the Ping'an Temple. His green clothes were pure and clean, but he seemed to be misty on a fairy mountain, and a bit noble in the world.
Song Baozeng.
Chen Yue knew this person. He was Song Weiguang's nephew and a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. He was the one who presided over the Golden Flower Party.
Probably because he saw Chen Yue's outstanding literary spirit, this noble man from the Hanlin Academy rushed to the battlefield.
Just after Song Baozeng arrived, many people came here one after another. Among them was a great scholar, Wen Wanxian, whom Chen Yue had also met at the Golden Flower Party. He was also Lianpi.
Also coming here was Xing Yishan. After seeing Diao Chunbao, Xing Yishan tore up the talisman and didn't know who he was summoning.
All the people in the field came here, and the overall situation was decided. Diao Chunbao huddled aside, like a mouse surrounded by several civet cats, looking extremely well-behaved.
"Oh it's you."
Wen Wanxian looked at Chen Yue's literary aura, and the corner of his mouth twitched a little, and said: "This is the first time I have seen such a literary aura like yours. When I saw it suddenly, I thought there was a demon in Zhengyang Mansion."
Song Baozeng also nodded.
At this time, Chen Yue took back his literary spirit, looked at Wen Wanxian, the Lian Pi, and said with a smile, "What's so special about my literary spirit?"
Chen Yue's words seemed to be asking, but in fact they were testing. He wanted to know from these people's mouths the difference between his own literary style and that of others.
After all, Chen Yue is a fan of the authorities.
"The reason why literary spirit is literary spirit is that it has the foundation of what people have learned in their hearts. Therefore, it is ethereal, colorful, splendid, and shining like light and fire, which can illuminate a place. When people see literary spirit, they will know that they are well-educated and upright people."
Wen Wanxian said: "As for your literary style, it is mixed with black and white, and there is even thick smoke. When I took a rough look just now, it felt like thick clouds and black fog, without any light."
Dense clouds, dark fog, no light...
Chen Yue nodded, he could see it clearly despite being enveloped by Wenqi.
"Such a literary spirit can almost engulf people's hearts. How can you control it like this?"
Wen Wan asked first.
This kind of literary style should be refined.
Chen Yue didn't make any big claims, he just said: "This is the feedback brought by "Lian Er Chun"."
In fact, Chen Yue's ability to control such a literary style also has a psychological advantage, that is, he is engaged in transportation. Therefore, in terms of the influence of Lian Erchun, Chen Yue views it in two: in terms of interests, Chen Yue My hard work and negative impact are all the fault of the original author.
But when Wen Wanxian heard this, he heard a sense of ease: This is Chen Yue's own choice, and what you love is your life.
"It's all Lian Erchun who is too dark."
Wen Wanxian sighed with emotion.
While we were chatting, a few more people came to Ping An Temple. One of them was Wu Yuqing. He had received the talisman seal from Xing Yishan and came here specifically to regain his place.
"Diao Chunbao!"
After Wu Yuqing saw Diao Chunbao, his face was filled with anger. He had lost all his face because of his battle with Diao Chunbao. Now he was eager to fight Diao Chunbao again to show what he had learned and wash away his shame.
Diao Chunbao looked at Wu Yuqing and sneered.
Wu Yuqing was about to take action immediately.
"Don't do anything yet."
Chen Yue stopped Wu Yuqing and said: "I just had a new idea. Let me verify it first. If you are by the side, you can also be considered as raiding the formation for me. If I can't resist, you can fight with him again."
Wu Yuqing looked at Chen Yue. He was not familiar with Chen Yue, but he knew Chen Yue's level from his previous words and did not think Chen Yue was Diao Chunbao's opponent, so he nodded.
Not only Wu Yuqing was plundering the formation, but Xing Yishan, Song Baozeng, and even Wen Wanxian next to him were all plundering the formation for Chen Yue.
Diao Chunbao, who was watching, looked at Chen Yue with a look of displeasure on his face. He knew that if he started fighting with Chen Yue, he would probably play the role of being beaten. If he attacked Chen Yue a little harder, these people would intervene.
At this moment, Chen Yue lowered his head.
"Wen Ya!"
Wen Qi came directly from Chen Yue's heavenly spirit towards Diao Chunbao. The dark Wen Qi suddenly enveloped Diao Chunbao. At this moment, Diao Chunbao felt as if he had fallen into thick clouds and fog, and the Wen Qi was still there. Suppressing his body movement.
"Eight dozen light and dark!"
Chen Yue jumped up and headed into the thick fog. This was his literary spirit. He could see everything clearly.
Wen Wanxian touched his chin outside. Just now he lamented that Lian Erchun was dark. Now he looked at Chen Yue's methods and felt that Chen Yue was a bit too dark.
