As soon as the question came out, the culture of a radius of thousands of miles was boiling, and the sun and moon were dark.

Affected by this, not to mention the White Lotus Holy Maiden, who bore the brunt of the attack, even the three monks and three paths who assisted, and the magic spells were a little ineffective.

Wang Xu thought about it, what means should be suitable for the situation, and like a tiger with wings, he replied: "Wen Tianxiang, righteous song..."

Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds, the lower is the river, and the upper is the sun and the stars.

In the people said Haoran, Peihu Sai Cangming, the imperial road when Qingyi, Han and Tuming Court, when the poor festival is seen, one by one to hang Danqing...

Wang Xu's pen tip is stained on the dragon's blood ink, which is a treasure of literature and Taoism, which can add three percent of the power to poetry and articles.

There is no Wen Tianxiang in the Confucian world, and there is no righteous song, Wang Xu took it out and used it, and under the way of heaven, he naturally decided that he was the author of the poem.

As a poet, using his own original poems, the power can be increased by three layers, plus the effect of dragon blood ink, which is equivalent to adding sixty percent of the power.

This is not the end, the three great Confucians spat out the sky and asked, attracting the righteousness of the thousands of miles.

At this time, the Divine Passage Law is all about to be suppressed, and on the contrary, the power of the Wen Dao has increased significantly, and the increase is at least thirty percent.

Coupled with the righteous song, it is mainly based on righteousness, and the combination with Tianwen is very perfect.

Wang Xu Sizhi, at this time, the lethality of his poems is probably above that of ordinary Confucians, at least at the level of top-level Confucians, and there is a threat to the existence of the sixth order.

Thinking of this, Wang Xu remained silent and wrote like a god.

In Qi Tai Shi Jian, in Jin Dong Hu Pen, in Qin Zhang Liangshi, in Han Su Wu Festival.

For General Yan's head, for Ji Shizhong's blood, for Zhang Suiyang's teeth, and for Yan Changshan's tongue.

Or for the Liaodong hat, the ice and snow are clear, or for the teacher's table, the ghosts and gods cry strongly.

Or to cross the river, to swallow Hu Qi generously, or to fight the thief's wat and break the reverse vertical head...

Wang Xu's wonderful pen is full of flowers, and the righteous song is completed in one go, and the pen is like a god.

Under his influence, the already boiling literary atmosphere was in full swing and became wonderful.

Looking up, a sunset in the sky actually formed a figure that was suspected of being Qu Yuan.

This figure, Gao Liyun, although he can't see the expression clearly, is undoubtedly the image of a person.

For a while, it seemed that Qu Yuan had walked out of history, stood on top of Tianwen, and watched Wang Xu sing righteous songs with a smile.

"When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are sufficient, the earth depends on it, and the heavenly pillar depends on it..."

Wang Xu wrote faster and faster, and his literary tone became stronger and stronger, turning into a mighty sword, emerging from the long river of history.

This sword has a double edge, one is famous and the other is righteous.

This sword has a sword spine, and there are countless writers and inkmen on the ridge, or sighing, or singing, or debauchery, or free and easy, or the heart of the dawn, or the nostalgia of spring, indescribable.

This sword has a hilt, the hilt depicts the annual ring, a spring and autumn is a year, a Qin and Han dynasties are a generation, and the spring and autumn are all here.

This sword has a signature, and the name of the paragraph: "Haoran lasts forever!" ”

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds, the lower is the river, and the upper is the sun and the stars...... Integrity..... Evil Curse!! ”

At the end of the poem, Wang Xu attracted Haoran righteousness, and the tip of the pen was lightly pointed at the White Lotus Holy Maiden.

Attracted by the traction, the sword of Haoran had no power, no divine light, no vision, no killing opportunity, and flew slowly but firmly towards the White Lotus Holy Maiden.

The White Lotus Realm of the White Lotus Holy Maiden can block the Buddhist Dao magic weapon and the magic spell, but it can't block Wang Xu's Haoran sword.

Wherever the tip of the sword goes, the white lotus will shatter at the touch of a touch, melt at a glance, a thousand miracles, and all kinds of changes have done useless work.

Wang Xu had a smile on his face, and everyone was happy on their faces, and the result seemed to be predictable.

Under the crisis, the White Lotus Holy Maiden turned around slightly, and there was no expression under the white mask, only the exposed eyes, desolation mixed with helplessness, and a trace of attachment.

"Huh..."

At that gaze, Wang Xu only felt very familiar, as if the White Lotus Holy Maiden in front of him was an acquaintance of himself for a long time.

Can't be wrong, this White Lotus Holy Maiden hidden under the mask must be known by herself, who is she?

Zheng!!

At the moment of emergency, Wang Xu converged the strength of Haoran's sword by three points, and only then did he pierce the layers of white lotus and nail the White Lotus Holy Maiden in the air.

In the sky, the holy blood was sprinkled, and the White Lotus Holy Maiden fell from the sky and fell into the small river.

"Kill her, kill her quickly!"

Wu Shan shouted and pointed to the place where the White Lotus Holy Maiden fell.

Wang Xu didn't make a move, but stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes full of solemnity.

"Don't let her run..."

The monks of the two Buddhist and Taoist families caught up and bombarded the waters where the White Lotus Holy Maiden fell, setting off countless waves.

After all, nothing was found, except for a touch of scarlet on the seawater, which proved the injury of the White Lotus Holy Maiden, not to mention the corpse, not even a shadow was seen.

"Wang Courtyard Master, that last blow of yours seems to have restrained your killing intent?"

Ma Junru, who did not go to pursue, took the other two great Confucians and flew on the marching boat.

As for the title of the master of the Royal Academy, Wang Xu is the master of the Ziyang Academy, and there is nothing wrong with this title.

After all, Wang Xu's cultivation is only a jinshi, and he is one level lower than the great Confucian according to his rank.

But the three great Confucians present, no one dared to treat him as an ordinary jinshi, and only by honoring him as the master of the academy could Wang Xu's identity be different.

"Is there one?"

Hearing Ma Junru's words, Wang Xu threw Haoran's long sword upward, and Haoran's qi returned between heaven and earth, and said coldly: "Why don't I know." ”

"Brother Ma, maybe we were wrong."

Fang Qiong and Xiao Yuanwang looked at the two great Confucians, and hurriedly came up to play the round, not treating Wang Xu as a junior at all.

Seeing this, Ma Junru paused for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Maybe I was wrong." ”

"Since this is the case, I am not related to the White Lotus Sect, how can I show mercy to my subordinates, I only sigh that the White Lotus Holy Maiden is so powerful that even the seniors are difficult to parry, how can I, a junior scholar, lead the way."

Wang Xu shook his robe, glanced at the two masters of Buddhism and Taoism who had returned in vain, and said softly: "This trip killed the master of the Kapok Sutra, the master of the Moluo Sutra, the master of the Caihui Sutra, and injured the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus, which was a big victory. In that case, I will go back to Ziyang Academy to concentrate on studying, so don't let me go for the time being. ”

"The master of the courtyard walks slowly..."

Everyone sent them off one after another, and Wang Xu didn't say much, but added to Wu Shan: "Don't forget that painting, send it to my house as soon as possible." ”

After saying this, Wang Xu didn't wait for Wu Shan to answer, and stepped on the wolf's pen and walked away proudly.

Looking at his back, the three great Confucians were envious, and whispered: "What a young and promising!" ”

When the third elder of Shenxiao heard this, he agreed quite much, and said: "This new champion, I didn't expect it to be so powerful, one-on-one, I'm afraid none of us are his opponents, no wonder even the Poison Dragon Ancestor was suppressed by him." ”

The three holy monks of Wutai Mountain didn't speak, but just looked at the direction Wang Xu left, and for a while the rosary turned faster.

Only Wu Shan was quite discouraged, but he didn't expect to do everything possible, but in the end he couldn't leave the White Lotus Holy Maiden, but it's a pity.

At the same time...

"Who is the White Lotus Holy Maiden, under the sword of Haoran, and the last look at me has a goodbye, desolate, and nostalgic, which is clearly a gaze that only exists between men and women. And this gaze is so familiar to me, I must have seen it somewhere, why can't I remember? ”

Above the nine heavens, Wang Xu sat on the wolf pen that had become bigger, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

Could it be that he fell for the temptation of the White Lotus Holy Maiden, so he moved his heart of compassion, and finally reined in three points of strength?

It's impossible, his body is a martial artist, and he is an extreme martial artist, if his body makes a move, everyone present will be killed by him as soon as they rush up.

A doppelganger descended to the Confucian realm, and the doppelganger cultivated Confucianism, but the realm brought by the ontology did not change, how could the White Lotus Holy Maiden He De tempt him.

The more Wang Xu thought about it, the more strange he felt, and in the end, fortunately he didn't think about it, thinking that no matter who the White Lotus Holy Maiden was, there would be a day of goodbye in the future.

When the time comes, everything will fall into place.

As for the White Lotus Holy Maiden who was let go, Tianwei is not afraid, the ancestors are not lawful, the little White Lotus Holy Maiden, what if she is wrong, who dares to ask him for an explanation.