Jiao Junchen can't read minds, so it's impossible to see through Zhu Yi's thoughts out of thin air, but he uses the method of arithmetic to make thousands of calculations in the blink of an eye, deducing the various action ideas and response methods that Zhu Yi may choose.

Each line of thought is ranked from high to low in order of likelihood, thus determining the path that Zhu Yi is most likely to choose.

Then Jiao Junchen decisively targeted it, and when he was targeted, it seemed that he seemed to see through Zhu Yi's movements.

In addition to the attacks of the two methods of "shooting" and "royal", Jiao Junchen also used a finger pen to smear in the air at will, writing down one word after another.

The words condensed in the air, condensing all kinds of truths and mana, and attacking Zhu Yi.

Or it is a word "sleepy" that traps Zhu Yi's actions, or it is a word "stagnation" that makes the circulation of Zhu Yi's mana difficult and stagnant, and all kinds of mana words are different and have their own useful uses.

This is his comprehension of the "calligraphy" method in the six arts of Confucianism, a word is a spell, Jiao Junchen's attitude is leisurely, swaying casually, and Taoist spells emerge in endlessly.

Zhu Yi's heart moved slightly: "Zhang Hai, the chief steward of the Xuanji Hou Mansion, also entered the Tao with words and calligraphy, and the magic he cultivated is called the Heavenly Talisman, which is similar to this Jiao Junchen's 'calligraphy'. ”

"Zhang Hai is a monk in the infancy stage, and the power of the spell is higher than that of Jiao Junchen, but the subtlety of the spell, Jiao Junchen still has it, and this person's calligraphy attainments are higher than Zhang Hai's. ”

Zhu Yi was in a state of mind at the moment, with a flood of wonderful ideas, and some things that had nothing to do with the battle situation in front of him.

But these mixed thoughts. But it doesn't make him think confused, but makes the inspiration in his mind keep flashing.

Although he was pressed by Jiao Junchen. In the face of Jiao Junchen's endless spell attacks, Zhu Yi was like a small boat that kept bumping and undulating in the stormy waves. It seems that when the next wave hits, there will be a catastrophe of overthrowing.

But Zhu Yi didn't have the slightest panic on his face, but a chuckle flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of joy.

At this moment, he is like a piece of beautiful jade wrapped in a thin stone skin, and Jiao Junchen is like a craftsman, peeling off the stone skin for him little by little, so that his true brilliance can be displayed in front of the world.

Outsiders can't see it, but Zhu Yi looks at his own soul and can clearly see it in his own soul. It's like a flame is ignited.

It was not a flame transformed by non-power or aura, but a fire of wisdom that was mysterious and mysterious, invisible to the naked eye, imperceptible to the divine soul, and only Zhu Yi himself could see it.

These fires of wisdom burned, constantly cleansing Zhu Yi's own soul, and also smelting and decomposing, fusing and refining all the knowledge that Zhu Yi had learned since he was born, and pondering it carefully. Keep contemplating.

Taoism, poetry, scriptures, and righteousness, together with what you see and hear in daily life, and all kinds of comprehensions of the avenue of heaven and earth. Sometimes some whimsical ideas that pop up in my mind are constantly broken down and understood under the burning of the fire of wisdom. And then it comes together in various ways.

Everyone present, except for Lin Feng, who had expected it. The most accurate grasp of Zhu Yi's current state is Jiao Junchen, who is fighting with him in front of him.

Jiao Junchen couldn't completely see through Zhu Yi's current changes. But he himself had the same experience, in the past, when he practiced the ancient Confucian Taoism, and the state when he realized the Tao was very similar to Zhu Yi in front of him, they were all accumulated to the extreme, and there was a major transformation.

This made Jiao Junchen vaguely aware that Zhu Yi's state at the moment had reached a critical juncture.

"The fish jumps over the dragon gate, everyone envies it, but a few people have noticed that the vast majority of fish can't jump over the threshold?" Jiao Junchen smiled slightly: "If you want to borrow my strength, then I will simply help you, but I don't know the way, are you a fish or a dragon?"

As soon as Jiao Junchen's palms were combined, the momentum of the whole person was completely different, and the white clouds kept surging, faintly forming a phantom in front of Jiao Junchen.

This phantom high-crowned ancient costume, with a square face, quite an ancient style, a height of ten zhang, and a powerful force and artistic conception came out of it.

This is a rite and a reason, which integrates the spirit and belief of thousands of scholars in the world, and countless will blessings, like a totem.

The first of the six arts of Confucianism, the art of etiquette!

Jiao Junchen said solemnly: "Bin!" With his words, the ten-zhang tall phantom bowed solemnly to Zhu Yi, and the rolling momentum was suppressed, majestic but not strict, heartbreaking.

Bingli, one of the five rites, is used for the court's appointment, which is a ceremonial ceremony for the Son of Heaven to entertain the princes of the four parties who come to the court meeting and the princes send envoys to greet the king of Zhou.

Jiao Junchen's gift was not only to welcome Zhu Yi who was invited to participate in the festival as a representative of the Great Qin Dynasty, but also to set the relationship between the guests and the host of the two sides, firmly control their own initiative, further control the situation, and lay the foundation for victory, which convinced Zhu Yi without a fight.

Zhu Yi said happily: "Thank you Jiao Daoyou for your hospitality. ”

In the face of Jiao Junchen's strongest ritual spell of the six arts, Zhu Yi was not afraid at all, not only was he not subdued, but his spirit was further transformed, baptized by ancient etiquette, and felt the ancient atmosphere, so that he could comprehend various truths for himself and grasp them more accurately.

In Zhu Yi's eyes, there seemed to be a light that had faded, and the next moment it became even more dazzling.

His left eye suddenly turned pitch black, and the whites of his eyes disappeared, like the most secluded dark abyss.

In the right eye, however, there is a strong light, dazzling, without the slightest temperature, just the purest, most primitive, and brightest light.

The next moment, in the extreme darkness of Zhu Yi's left eye, it suddenly shone brightly, turning into the most extreme light, penetrating the sky and the earth, illuminating the ages.

And the light in his right eye suddenly closed and turned into boundless darkness, like an eternal night descending, swallowing up all things in heaven and earth.

The dark pole produces light, and the light pole produces darkness, Zhu Yi exerted the two forces of light and darkness at the same time, and then reversed the light and darkness, producing a powerful force that was almost distorted and torn.

This twisted and torn force does not have the slightest sense of rage, but makes people feel a wonderful meaning of noble temperament.

Zhu Yi freely controls this force, turning into mottled words one after another in the space, mixed with light and dark, seemingly chaotic, but light and darkness never interfere with each other, the brightest light and the most quiet darkness, clear but blended together.

These words are constantly arranged in the air, as if they are the most complex and huge magic circle, but also like a brilliant moral essay.

As soon as it was formed, it shook the ten-zhang figure transformed by Jiao Junchen's mana and kept trembling, showing signs of collapse.

In the process of Zhu Yi's article taking shape, there was a faint sound of gorgeous music, luan birds and songs, and the murmuring of spring water.

Jiao Junchen's face showed surprise for the first time: "Your article is enough to cause the ancient sages to marvel, and it is the most perfect fusion of the power of Wenhua and the power of Taoism. ”

"Good, good, good!" Jiao Junchen nodded again and again, and exclaimed: "In the imperial examination of the Great Zhou Dynasty next year, if you can't go to high school, I really can't think of anyone else who can overwhelm everyone and win the championship in one fell swoop." ”

The other people watching the battle could only feel that Zhu Yi was going to cast an extraordinarily powerful magic spell next, but only Jiao Junchen could truly understand the truth and artistic conception and principles contained in this spell.

Jiao Junchen's admiration, Zhu Yi's face was not happy when he heard it, but full of regret: "It's a pity that my accumulation is still not enough." ”

In front of Jiao Junchen, Zhu Yi did not hide it: "I can't finish this article right now, I can only make a beginning." ”

"That's a shame. Jiao Junchen also sighed: "However, even so, your article is extraordinary enough." ”

As he spoke, Jiao Junchen's hands changed continuously: "Bingli is not enough to deal with your article." ”

Under the urging of his mana, the ten-zhang high phantom in front of him suddenly stiffened his back, and his body swelled again, getting taller and higher, rising to a height of 100 zhang, with a high crown and ancient clothes, standing up to the sky.

"Ji!" Jiao Junchen shouted in a low voice, and the figure of Baizhang saluted solemnly, and the momentum was amazing.

Confucianism has six arts, etiquette ranks first, etiquette has five rites, and auspicious rites are the highest.

The auspicious rite is the crown of the five rites, and it is a sacrifice ceremony to the gods, earth, and ghosts.

"Sacrifice people and ghosts, sacrifice to the first kings and ancestors, sacrifice to the first kings and ancestors, spring temple, autumn taste, enjoy the sacrifice of the first kings and ancestors. ”

Jiao Junchen's expression was solemn, and the figure in front of him was followed by another worship, and his momentum soared again.

"Sacrifice to the earth, sacrifice to the shrine and the five mountains, sacrifice to the mountains, forests, rivers and rivers, sacrifice to all things in all directions, and sacrifice to the small gods. ”

Jiao Junchen surrounded his hands and made the third worship with the Baizhang figure, and the entire Hidden Dragon Pot space was surging, and the will of heaven and earth seemed to be blessed to him, making his whole person exude a spirit of unity between heaven and man and ruling the sky.

"Worship the gods, the masters of the heavens, worship the sun, the moon and the stars, worship the division, the commander, and the rain master. ”

Under the auspicious ceremony, the suppression of the Infinite Avenue was so overwhelming that Zhu Yi's amazing article could not be formed, and the light and dark words kept flying, but he could not continue to write the article.

Under the advantages of the other, Jiao Junchen's personal state, whether it is mana or spirit, has reached an unprecedented height.

He looked solemn, stepped on the cloud car, faintly sounded harmonious, walked straight, and galloped towards Zhu Yi.

In the process of the cloud car, Jiao Junchen groaned in his mouth, stepped on the mysterious steps under his feet, and actually danced on the cloud car.

Zhu Yi saw his dance steps, and his body shook slightly: "This is the dance of 'Cloud Gate'? The oldest Cloud Gate scroll among the six musics, it has long been lost in rumors, and only the name of the song is left, I can't imagine that I can see it again today." ”

Jiao Junchen drove the cloud car, made the Yunmen movement, his right hand waved, and one after another words appeared in the air, but they happened to be six words: ceremony, music, shooting, royal, calligraphy, and counting.

The method of arithmetic was also used by him, and he kept calculating Zhu Yi's countermeasures.

One after another arrows of light were fired, and the target was directly aimed at Zhu Yi.

The spell seems to be messy, and the possibility of being powerful is weak, but all of this has reached a perfect and harmonious unity under the blessing of Ji Lili's artistic conception, and the law of the six arts is integrated into one furnace, overwhelmingly attacking Zhu Yi.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were rolling, and the entire world was turned into a rolling torrent, full of an unstoppable feeling.

Zhu Yi looked around, and he felt that he was alone and the enemy of the world. (To be continued......)