"This is, Haoran righteousness!" In a hotel not far from Mizuki, Gao Ming sat up from the bed in an empty manner.

In the past few days, he was invited by the state to discuss the issue of the capital, but he went around in Beijing for a few days and found that the ancient buildings in the capital had been demolished, and he had no choice. So I'm going to rest for two days and go back to the East China Sea.

"Confucian reading, I didn't expect Zhao Li to come too!" Gao Ming walked to the window and looked at the mighty divine light in the sky in the distance.

Haoran righteousness is really the nemesis of all yin and evil qi, under Haoran righteousness, the resentment in this sky is being cleared little by little.

"What a heroic righteousness, a good Confucian reading voice, if you reach the great Confucianism, maybe you will really be able to suppress the entire capital. It's a pity that you are a Confucian now. Gao Ming muttered.

"The sound of Confucian reading, Haoran righteousness!" Some important places in the capital have come out, and some people are stunned and look at the sky.

The Haoran Divine Wheel became brighter and brighter, illuminating one-tenth of the capital like a round of sun.

"Haoran righteousness!" Zhou Lao, who was still discussing with Gao Ming yesterday, walked into the courtyard, listened to the sound of reading in the distance, and looked at the little sun in the sky. I was very shocked in my heart.

"It turns out that Confucianism's heroic righteousness is true, and it turns out that Confucianism's reading voice is so powerful." There has never been a moment that has made Zhou Lao feel so much.

Zhao Li is a Confucian Confucian, he knows it, but he knows that the other party is also a great scientist.

"It's a pity that this round of Haoran righteousness only illuminates a small area," Zhou Lao sighed.

Although Zhao Li's Haoran righteousness is powerful, as time goes on, Haoran's righteousness consumes more and more, and the divine wheel in the sky is getting darker and darker, getting lower and lower, and finally Zhao Li can't hold on a little anymore.

The resentment of the whole city seemed to be enraged, and it rolled like a cloud.

The resentment that ordinary people can't see suddenly gathers and becomes like a dark cloud, and now even ordinary people can feel it.

"This is? How can it be? Gao Ming exclaimed, pointing to the dark clouds in the sky.

Seeing that the resentment had automatically gathered, Gao Ming knew that the black dragon might not only have escaped from the resentment, but also the divine thoughts.

"Why did the clouds suddenly rise, this cloud is too scary!"

"Yes, yes,"

Zhao Li also obviously felt that the resentment in the sky had gathered, and it seemed that he was still fighting with his own Haoran righteousness. Although he was focused on reading, he could feel that it was getting harder and harder. It's like a big stone pressed on my heart.

"Poof," in the battle between Haoran's righteousness and resentment, Zhao Li finally spit out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of the book and Haoran Zhengqi stopped suddenly.

"Okay, what a black dragon, if you come out with all your strength, I'll turn around and leave immediately, but now that you have a little resentment and divine thoughts, do you want to force me to go," Zhao Li wiped the blood on his mouth with his sleeve. Raise your head and look at the dark clouds in the sky getting lower and lower.

I just wanted to read a book, but the resentment over the campus suppressed the sound of my own book, and I had to fight it.

Seeing that the entire campus was shocked by this resentment, there were cries of horror from time to time. Zhao Li also felt a little embarrassed, this was still self-recruited.

After thinking about it, his heart was ruthless, and he took out three calligraphy and drew them from the bag beside him.

"What a black dragon, since you don't give me face, then let's fight," Zhao Li muttered. It's impossible for me to just throw down this stall and flash people, then the resentment gathered here may make the entire Mizuki University uninhabitable.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to sense something, and the dark clouds gathered more and more throughout the sky.

"Well, are you still suppressed by resentment?" Gao Ming sighed.

The power of the black dragon is still too strong, and the resentment that has accumulated for more than a thousand years is too thick. And it's still dominated by divine thoughts. That's why I don't dare to do it.

"It's a pity, Haoran's righteousness is still not strong enough," Zhou Lao muttered as he stood in the courtyard.

Think about it, how long did the black dragon survive, how old Zhao Li was, is it completely disproportionate, if Zhao Li was given a few decades, maybe the result would be different.

"Quack! Okay, let your Confucianism show off, and don't look at this is the territory of the Black Dragon Venerable," there was a burst of ugly laughter from all corners of the capital in the distance.

These people were almost not scared by the Confucian Haoran righteousness just now, but fortunately, the Haoran righteousness was far away from them, and they were immediately suppressed by the power of the Black Dragon Venerable.

"It seems that we have to find more formation nodes to suppress the Black Dragon Venerable as soon as possible, destroy more, and the day when the Black Dragon Venerable is born will hurry up!" A figure wrapped in black cloth said.

Just as these people were celebrating, suddenly three dazzling lights rang out from the sky. When the three rays of light flew into the black cloud, they immediately turned into a huge ball of white light and exploded.

"Ah, there is still Haoran righteousness, hide!" In the darkness that was still celebrating just now, everyone ran away in fright.

After Zhao Li threw out three calligraphy and paintings, he immediately changed to a book of Analects and read it aloud.

Zi said: "For politics and morality, such as Beichen, live in its place and all the stars are together." ”

Zi said: "Three hundred poems, in a word, said: 'Thinking is innocent. ”

Zi said: "The way is to govern, all to be punished, and the people are free and shameless; The way is virtuous, all are courteous, shameful and qualified. ”……

Along with the sound of the book, the divine wheel also flew out of the sea of hearts, releasing a dazzling heroic righteousness and flying into the sky.

"Phew!" The resentment gathered in the sky above Mizuki dissipated under the divine wheel and the three calligraphy and paintings.

"What is the situation, as if the sound of the book and the dark clouds in the sky are fighting!"

"I feel so much better when I hear this book!"

"No, come back," Gao Ming originally thought that this time would end with the defeat of Confucianism, and he was going to go back to bed, but just as he was about to turn around, suddenly there was a majestic and righteous divine light from the sky, and this time the sound of the book was even louder.

"It's still you Zhao Liqiang," Gao Ming also admired from the bottom of his heart. He didn't dare to do anything when he saw the resentment in the city, but Zhao Li moved once and did it again.

No wonder in ancient times, those demons and monsters didn't dare to provoke Confucianism, but these Confucian people were all very hard in their hearts, and they were desperate at every turn.

Just when Gao Ming thought that Zhao Li would fight with resentment. Zhao Li saw that the resentment gathered in the sky above Shuimu this time had been completely eliminated by himself, and as for the resentment in the distant sky, it was not reflected at all.

Zhao immediately stopped reading, and the divine wheel also took it into his heart.

He wasn't so stupid to fight the resentment of the whole city on his own. That's not called desperate, it's called death. Although Confucianism is strong-hearted, it is not stupid. In the second battle, he just watched the resentment gather above Mizuki, and the people below didn't have to live. It took three calligraphy and paintings. You must know that his current calligraphy and painting are not a word that is a heroic righteousness, but a word that is a righteousness.

Unlike at the beginning, a word was only half-hearted.

Since he eliminated the resentment near Mizuki University, Zhao Li also accepted it when he saw it, if he really let the resentment gather more, then it would not be as simple as spitting out a mouthful of blood today.

Putting away Haoran's righteousness, seeing that the resentment in the sky had not gathered, Zhao Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alas, this time the loss is great, and the whole body is almost exhausted, and he vomits a mouthful of blood. His heart was wounded. Zhao Li felt a sense of his own.

Haoran righteousness is okay, and it will slowly recover in a month or two, but it is a little troublesome if the mind is injured, and it may have to be raised for two or three months, and this situation cannot be encountered again.

"Phew, damn Confucian," the people who fled in the distance finally saw that Haoran's righteousness was gone, and they also stopped one by one.

Haoran's righteousness disappeared, and the Black Dragon Venerable's resentment was no longer concentrated, and they also knew that this battle was over, and they sat on the ground one by one and wanted to cry without tears. I am provoking someone, and I am very happy to live in the city by pretending to be an ordinary person. As a result, I was frightened out of the bed early in the morning.

"Well, it finally stopped, was it just a movie?"

"This world is too mysterious!"

In the end, the people of the capital shook their heads and sighed and went back to their homes. One morning, I saw the black clouds pressing down, the sound of reading, and the white light.

One by one, they couldn't figure out what was going on.