Situ Xing was lying in the bathtub, his expression was a little relaxed, and there was a hint of emotion, and the black stinky impurities were rubbed off by him, revealing white skin like jade. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the air, his eyes are a little gloomy.

It's been eighteen years, and it's been eighteen years since I traveled to this strange world.

In his previous life, Situ Xing was a citizen of the earth, and by chance he traveled to this Daqian Dynasty similar to the period of a hundred schools of thought in ancient China.

The Confucian scholars here are no longer useless, after the tempering of the literary atmosphere, condensing the literary courage, they can resist the enemy through the literary atmosphere, articles, and poetry, and the Confucian semi-sage Wen Tianxiang once relied on a "Song of Righteousness" to suppress millions of demon soldiers of different races.

The soldier is a physical cultivator, breaking the shackles of heaven and earth by tapping his own potential. Martial saints can even rely on the strength of their physical bodies to turn over rivers and seas, and chase the sun from mountains to mountains.

Perhaps because of the crossing, Situ Xing has a special physique, and he has never felt the existence of a literary atmosphere. is destined to become a Confucian student, and it is precisely for this reason. Situ Xing, a descendant of the Situ family in Beijun, was sent to a remote place like Zhibei County.

And Situ Lang, who was born out of the house, turned into the heir of the Situ family

Situ Xing originally studied the law intensively, but he did not have the idea of seeking justice for himself with the help of the "Great Qianlu". But the strength of the Situ family, a famous family in Beijun, is actually something that he can compete with only a poor show who has no power to restrain chickens?

This also made Situ Xing understand a truth, the law is built on the fist.

In the past life, the law was just, and that was because it was backed by a strong state force.

A law without power is a dead letter.

Realizing this, Situ began to exercise frantically, and practiced the popular "Bull Demon Powerful Fist" and other body forging methods. Maybe because his qualifications are really average, Situ has exhausted ten years of hard work, and he has just reached the realm of martial arts who practice skin.

But he didn't expect that just when he was about to give up, he had an epiphany about the power of Legalism and the courage of Confucianism, and the dual cultivation of Confucianism and law.

Taoism is pure and inactive, and it is happy to be born, while Confucianism and Legalism take joining the WTO as their own responsibility, and the poor are good to themselves, and those who are good will help the world. And the best way to help the world is to protect the dragon court and assist the emperor.

Therefore, Legalism and Confucianism are the most closely related and relied on by the dynasty among the hundred people. You have me, and I have you, but they are opposed to each other.

Five hundred years ago, Emperor Qin reigned, swallowing the eight desolations and sweeping the Liuhe, favoring the Legalists and abandoning Confucianism. Deter the world with torture. Collect the soldiers of all the people and cast twelve gold people, in a vain attempt to forever control the dragon veins of the world, in order to establish the foundation of eternity.

As a result, he was eaten by the dragon's energy, the whole world was opposed, Qin lost his deer, and the world chased him.

The Confucian sage Dong Zhongshu was born, and the Legalist giant Li Siyu was killed in Xianyang, and since then Confucianism and Taoism have been prosperous, and the Legalist family has been extinguished.

Situ Xing clenched his fists fiercely, and after comprehending the courage, then the poetry classics he memorized in his last life will have a place to use, you must know that he in his last life has the reputation of being a poetry expert and a memory maniac.

However, Situ Xing is still a Legalist in his bones, and after decades of experience in his previous life, the concept of Law has infiltrated into his bone marrow.

The Dharma is also reasonable.

People can't, they can't.

The ground is impossible, uneven.

Heaven is lawless, unknown.

"Since we are fortunate enough to understand the Dharma in this life and become a first-level Dharma disciple, then we must make the Dharma Dao prosperous. ”

Situ said secretly in his heart.

"The law is like a knife!"

I saw a flying knife with three pairs of transparent wings and a strange style suddenly appear in the air.

"Slash!"

As Situ Xing's words landed, a white thread circled around a thigh-thick tree dozens of steps away, only to see that the big tree suddenly broke off from the waist. The tear was smooth, without a trace of roughness, as if it had been injured by a real divine weapon.

"Say what you say, cut the immortal flying knife!"

Situ Xing clenched his fists fiercely, it felt good to have the power in his hands. As if he was very satisfied with his name, the frequency of the three pairs of wings of the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife suddenly became a little faster.

The sound of the tree falling to the ground was loud, because of the roar of the demon beast, but no one dared to come out to check.

A woman wearing patched clothes and a bit of a posture tugged at her man's arm and asked with some fear, "Master, what kind of sound is this? Is it a demon beast entering the city?" ”

Although the man was also very scared, he still had the courage to say, "How is it possible, the soldiers are not vegetarians. What kind of demon beast dares to attack the county seat?"

"That's why I let you all live in the county. ”

Situ didn't hear the conversation of a few people, and even if he could, he didn't have the heart to listen. Because I found that my eyes were empowered by Wenqi, it seemed that some abnormalities had occurred.

As far as his eyes can reach, not only is it clearer, but he can also see the aura of luck that ordinary people can't see.

The gold finger must be the gold finger of the crossing!

I didn't expect my golden finger to be the method of looking at qi. Situ muttered excitedly.

Carrying a big flag, all black, floating in the air, monitoring the livelihood of thousands of people, good and evil deeds, the night wandering god, at this time happened to pass by the residence of Situ Xing, overheard this murmuring sound like a mosquito and fly, and glanced at Situ Xing who seemed to be crazy with some surprise.

In the end, he shook his head a little speechlessly, and glanced at it with pity, but it was a pity. In his heart, he attributed Situ to a sour Xiucai who attacked his heart with blood and blood, and read books and read stupidly.

The Night Wanderer sighed softly, turned into a puff of green smoke, and continued to monitor the other areas.

Situ Xing, who was immersed in a state of ecstasy, naturally didn't know that just now, there was a night wanderer who classified him into the category of mental abnormality.

This is also the particularity of the prosperous world of ghosts and gods, there are gods three feet above the head, and they are no longer vain.

It is a real existence, and every move of man will be recorded by the gods. There is always a time for reckoning.

Although the city of Zhibei County is not large and the population is not very large, the blood and qi of the people gather, and the pieces of red blood are hooked together, and the masculinity is abnormal, as if it is a fire cloud, and it seems to be a mist veil.

Demon beasts that do not form a climate, as well as ghosts and the like, once they get close, they will be ignited by qi and blood and burned to ashes.

Although the luck of the people in Zhibei County is almost the same, there are still a few differences, the official government and the yamen are heavy, and the official spirit is rising, turning into a big seal, forming a legal network, and guarding the entire city.

There is a white literary atmosphere in the sky above the Confucian Temple Academy, which is condensed into a series of flowery and splendid moral articles.

The iron and blood above the Wumiao military camp were in the air, and the blood was as hot as a soldering iron.

There is a god in the sky above the city god land temple, the city god is wearing an official uniform, wearing an official hat, his face is like gold, and the green qi falls, so that his face is hidden from time to time, and there are ten thousand divine lights all over his body, which makes people dare not force their eyes.

The land is much weaker than the city god in terms of clothing and the divine light on the body, and even the power of faith on the temple is very weak.

Chenghuang is worthy of being the most powerful god in Zhibei County, the lord of the city, and the head of Shinto.

The city god, who was sucking the faith of all the people, seemed to feel the peeping of Situ Xing, and the eyes of the city god were like electricity.

Frightened, Situ hurriedly closed his eyes.