Shen Yu looked calm and didn't care about the questioning voices around him.
Under the gaze of countless people, Shen Yu took a step forward and sat down on the last futon.
There was a sudden noise in the venue.
In the face of so many doubts, this guy actually sat in that position.
But what is strange is that the scholars, casual cultivators, and some of the younger generation disciples of the Holy Land under the high platform do not dare to step forward to challenge.
Because they know.
He was in the third realm, and practiced both Taoism and Swordsmanship. He once fought against a demon disciple in Wanliu City.
None of them are comparable to them.
After a while, the venue became quiet.
Yan Shigu looked at the Sword Buddha, Qin Zizhen, and Yan Zishu sitting in the west with a calm expression.
The Three Immortals of Scholars.
The time to make a statement has finally arrived.
The breeze blew, and the clouds in the sky rolled and relaxed, as if there was a burst of white light falling.
These awe-inspiring auras scattered in the air gave off a little bit of brilliance.
This is the foundation of the cultivation of Confucian disciples. A little aura of greatness in the heart can be a happy wind for thousands of miles.
Today, Yan Shigu made a speech in Xiguan, and the world was shaken.
The traces of happiness came slowly, like a whisper, like a big bell, or like a mysterious voice, gently passing by everyone's ears.
The faces of Qin Zizhen and Yan Zishu, who were sitting opposite him, changed slightly, and they looked at the awe-inspiring energy in the sky with complicated expressions.
many years ago.
The two of them once listened to the sermon of the literary sage in the imperial capital. At that time, they were just mere scholars, sitting in the audience and listening to the great doctrine like others.
When the sound of standing is heard, the heaven and earth are filled with awe-inspiring aura.
At that time, they thought about how great it would be if one day they were like Wen Shengren.
It's a pity that now the awe-inspiring spirit has dissipated and he has become an evil cultivator.
One is old and dying.
There is no hope in this life for those who stand up for themselves.
The Yan Shigu in front of him was not very old, and his qualifications were average, but now, he was already ahead of him.
If your words are successful, then there are unlimited possibilities to achieve the status of a saint.
By that time, there will no longer be three saints in the academy.
But four.
Saints represent the recognition of Heaven. The last person who was recognized by Heaven and established the words of Heaven was Wen Ruohai, who was also a writer.
This is the true purpose of countless people in the Confucian sect who want to become the writers of the imperial capital.
boom!
The aura on Yan Shigu suddenly exploded, covering countless people in Xiguan.
The sound is like a loud bell.
"The way of heaven and earth can be summed up in one sentence: if things are not the same, then their creatures are unpredictable. The way of heaven and earth: broad, thick, high, bright, long, long."
A magnificent scene of undulating waves emerged in everyone's consciousness.
This is the power of Confucianism's words, which can arouse the resonance of heaven and earth and make people naturally yearn for it.
Yan Shigu’s sermons are about one’s own great path.
It begins with an explanation of the way of heaven and earth.
Broad, profound, sublime, shrewd, far-reaching, long-lasting.
This is Master Yan’s ancient understanding of Taoism. The Tao cannot be described, but the way of heaven can.
The words fell.
A strange phenomenon appeared in the sky and the earth, and a gap suddenly appeared in the originally condensed clouds, and a black-yellow light spilled out.
This is the merit of heaven and earth. .Ь.
Faced with such a shocking scene, countless people looked dull.
This legendary scene of the founders of the three religions performing meritorious deeds can now be seen with one's own eyes, which is so unbelievable.
Scholars set their minds for heaven and earth.
How could heaven and earth be without merit?
Further away, Yang Pan'er on the carriage was surprised to find that an ancient locust tree next to it that had withered for a long time actually sprouted green buds again.
between fields.
Yan Shigu turned a blind eye to the golden light of merit that was scattered all over the sky. He murmured softly, and a series of great maxims poured out.
"Things in this world are never what you want."
Yan Shigu thought of his life, the demon woman who died for her, the daughter who hated him all his life, his good teachers, helpful friends, and countless disciples.
Wen Ruohai, Dean, Su Mo, Yan Mu...
The figures of those people appeared in Yan Shigu's sea of consciousness.
A river rises, and countless water drops roll away.
The long river of time is a rare thing for many practitioners. At the moment when Yan Shigu made a speech, he actually connected the long river of time.
But for him.
Go forward.
How is it possible to live in the past.
A smile of relief and relief appeared on Yan Shigu's face. At this moment, he thought of Yan Mu.
In the river, a bright moon rises, reflected in the waves.
Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.
Those countless times of meditation were just regrets about the past.
Why is it that a woman who has never done anything wrong is considered a devil in the eyes of the world just because she is from a demon clan?
Why would I be so weak as to turn a blind eye to this and let those defenders eliminate demons and defend the way?
Why not go find your lost daughter.
This is Yan Shigu's heart.
"Between heaven and earth, I am on the wrong path. Even if I make a promise of a great road, for me, it is just going further and further down the side road." Yan Shigu murmured softly: "The road ahead is smooth. In conforming to people's hearts, since Lu made a wrong move, he will turn back."
He raised his right hand and drew the river of time closer.
next moment.
The illusory clouds and smoke of the past turned into ashes.
Between heaven and earth, the awe-inspiring energy suddenly collapsed.
Countless people looked down from the high platform in shock.
Mr. Yan actually lost his awe-inspiring energy.
…
Along with the loud noise, the golden light condensed in the sky suddenly exploded.
next moment.
The light dissipated and turned into countless thin lines spreading out in irregular trajectories.
Those thin golden threads fell slowly, and soon some people were surprised to find that those thin threads had strangely penetrated into their bodies.
boom!
Countless people only felt that the spiritual energy in their Dantian suddenly increased, and the pure spiritual energy began to circulate around the sky on its own.
What shocked many people even more was that their long-standing state of affairs was actually loosened at this moment.
As a result, a miracle happened under Xiguan City.
Auras of breaking through the realm rose into the sky.
Heaven and earth have sounds.
"Master...he uses his awe-inspiring energy to cause the heaven and earth to contend, and helps all practitioners who listen to the teaching break through their realms."
"How can we accept this kind of kindness?"
…
Countless voices of gratitude rang out in Xiguan City.
When Master Yan left the imperial capital, scholars from all over the world came to Xizhou one after another, wanting to have a glimpse of the style of this Confucian writer.
Especially after the sermon was spread, even several academies were shocked.
There has been no sage in Confucianism for hundreds of years.
If someone completes the Three Immortals, this will push the prosperity of Confucianism to its peak.
Most practitioners still think that this is only a major event for Master Yan, and never thought that Master Yan would use up his awe-inspiring energy to benefit the world.
For a time, countless people in Xiguan City broke through in an instant.
Many practitioners who were nearing the end of their lives knelt down one after another. Master Yan's actions deserved the words "blessing the world".
On the high platform.
Sword Buddha showed a look of admiration.
Yan Zishu's cold face also had some unspeakable meaning.
Qin Zizhen even straightened his gown and performed the most solemn Confucian ceremony.
As for the handsome man, his expression was calm.
Shen Yu had already seen the red figure in the far corner.
Yan Shigu was waiting for this moment. XiuShu.com
…
There is an endless stream of breakthroughs in the field, and the merits of heaven and earth continue to be shed.
Immediately afterwards, characters one after another were evolved by Yan Shigu.
These are the maxims and maxims deduced by the Confucian sages over the years, as well as the Confucian classics, all of which are now being developed.
He took all the scholars to experience the preaching of the saint again.
First of all, there is the image of Wenhua. The figures of saints appear in the sky, overlooking all living beings.
Then, the breeze blew and the sound of reading aloud came.
The entire Xiguan City fell into silence.
The scholars from Linghuang didn't dare to say anything, and they all stood respectfully, quietly feeling the awe-inspiring aura coming from heaven and earth.
Literary spirit emerges.
Countless scholars are silent in this mysterious and mysterious realm.
On the high platform, the Sword Buddha is also drawn by the great road, and bursts of Buddha's light spread out from his body, complementing the heaven and earth.
Qin Zizhen and Yan Zishu each had a dharma appearance behind them. One was the dharma image of a saint, and the other was some kind of terrifying evil thing.
Just when countless people were shocked by the Dharma appearances of the top cultivators on the high platform.
Someone looked at Shen Yu, who looked calm from beginning to end.
next moment.
They looked horrified and looked at the scene in the sky in disbelief.
"Who is that? If the two gentlemen are showing the appearance of saints, then who is it that Shen Yu is showing?"
"Throughout all eternity, why haven't we seen that Dharma image?"
At the moment when she resonated with the avenue, Shen Yu slowly closed her eyes. In that long river of time, three thousand years had spanned.
Taoist Master Taixuan appeared in front of the world for the first time.
No one knows his real name.
Including Sword Buddha, this eminent Buddhist monk also had a puzzled look on his face.
Logically speaking, Shen Yu came from a Taoist sect and practiced Taoist sect skills. What he showed should have been a sage from the Taoist sect.
But in the sky in front of him, the figure exuding the aura of eternity is neither Tao nor Buddha. He is a figure who has never appeared in ancient records or in the memory of the world.
However, Shen Yu didn't know all this.
He never thought that one day Tiandao would personally inspire Taixuan and cross the river of time to meet Taixuan.
But this time, even Shen Yu couldn't control or deduce this meeting.
Shen Yu was a little angry at this feeling of being beyond his own control.
next moment.
A long green sword soared into the sky from the carriage.
The fierce murderous intent filled the entire space.
Shen Yu looked at the long river of time and said indifferently: "Behead!"
boom!
The long sword pierced the sky.
The misty years were split into two in an instant.
The huge figure also turned into smoke and dust the moment the long sword cut through the river.
There was deathly silence.
Countless people's minds also felt as if they were invaded by some kind of sword intent, and then they felt that a certain important moment in their bodies was cut off.
Even the Sword Buddha, who is covered with Buddha's light, is the same.
Even people's memories were cut off at this moment.
The figure of Tai Xuan was also erased.
It was as if none of this had happened.
