If Meng Siao wants to rely on the poems and writings of an unknown hermit Confucian to reverse the situation in front of him and suppress this group of transfer students in one fell swoop, I am afraid it will be a little whimsical.

You can recite the masterpieces of the Great Confucian, and so can this group of transfer students from the Central Holy Dynasty, and when the time comes, the contest between the two sides will be equivalent to a confrontation between the Great Confucianism and the Great Confucian.

However, on the side of the transfer students, they have now accumulated such a huge "Haoran righteousness", even if the masterpieces of the great Confucians are comparable, but they have this huge "Haoran righteousness", which is equivalent to having the last straw that crushes the camel!

This truth, everyone on the side of Dali can figure it out, and this group of transfer students from the Central Holy Dynasty will naturally be able to think about it, and Meng Siao has no reason why he can't understand such a simple truth.

However, he still let this group of transfer students plunder the "Haoran righteousness".

Where did his inexplicable confidence come from?!

Even the gentlemen, who had always been full of confidence in Meng Siao, were a little nervous at this moment. After all, the means that both sides can use are laid out on the bright side, and there is no such thing as a backhand.

The so-called backhand is just the number of competing sides that can recite the chapters of Confucianism.

After all, the heroic righteousness in this "righteous hall" is only borrowed, not its own strength. The power of the poems and chapters derived from these "heroic righteousness" is also the perception of the great Confucians of this Wenqu Pavilion on the poems and chapters recited, and it has nothing to do with the understanding of the person who recites.

Originally, this "righteous hall" was to allow students to see more directly the advantages and disadvantages of a poem and article. Even if there is a competition, it is the two sides that each does poems and chapters, and it has never been so big as today.

The leaders of the younger generation, and the young geniuses from the Central Holy Dynasty, this kind of competition lineup can generally only be seen in the "Hundred Academies Contention".

Just when the tension was in this "righteous hall", in a lakeside pavilion in the backyard of Wenqu Pavilion, a game was also carried out to a white-hot Cheng dù.

On the 169-way chessboard, the two big dragons of black and white are entangled and fighting, but the two sides of the ruling son are light and light, and between the falling children, they are still drinking tea and laughing.

"In my thirty-five years in Wenqu Pavilion, it is the first time I have seen such a lively scene. "Holding the white son in his hand was a Confucian man in his early fifties, with a long beard and a azure Confucian shirt.

Sitting opposite him and holding the sunspot was an old man who looked like he was already a little long, wearing a white Confucian shirt, his hair, eyebrows, and beard were all white, but there was no age spot on his face.

In the pavilion, in addition to the two of them, there was also a relatively young-looking, about thirty-four years old Confucian scholar, wearing a black robe, sitting on the circular stone bench of the pavilion, looking at the lotus pond outside the pavilion.

At this time, it is the beginning of spring, and the lake is rippling with blue waves, and you can clearly see the koi swimming underneath, and there is no such summer scenery that is very "infinitely green with lotus leaves".

However, the black-clothed Confucian was fascinated by it, and his expression was not tired at all.

"Since Meng Tiance left Jingshi, I have never seen a work that can be eye-catching in the Wenqu Pavilion. This group of juniors in the Ancestral Academy is still far behind. The old man in white thought about it for a long time, and finally another black seed fell, "Also, if you are full of spiritual energy today, even if you cultivate the general-level exercises, the speed of accumulating spiritual power is faster than cultivating 'Haoran Righteousness'." If we continue like this, I'm afraid that after we people die of old age, the number of Confucians will become smaller and smaller. ”

"Chu Lao, don't be too pessimistic. The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi on the opposite side smiled, "After all, the 'Haoran Righteous Qi' qi cultivation method is still being improved, and there is no way to compare it with the monk exercises that have been inherited for two eras, which is also reasonable." Moreover, now the powerful families of the major dynasties, the younger generation have studied in the academy for at least a few years, and there will always be geniuses like Meng Tiance. ”

"I don't expect anything from me. The black-clothed Confucian who had been watching the koi fish in the lake turned his head and said, "Meng Tiance is a peerless demon that can only come out once in thousands of years, and no one in Wen Taowu can stand out. Dali can produce one, it is already a dragon vein manifestation, and you want to produce another one? Unless Dali's national fortune can be as strong as the Central Holy Dynasty, maybe this is possible!"

"You don't have to say it so absolutely. The Confucian man in Tsing Yi glanced at him, "There are still many remarkable points in the poetry confrontation between the two sides in the 'Zhengqi Hall' just now. It's just that you've seen Meng Tiance's literary talent before, and you feel that these people are a little unsightly now. ”

The black-clothed Confucian snorted, and said with a little annoyance: "I actually used martial arts directly in the 'Zhengqi Hall', if you want to fight, you can find a place to play, this is a place for people to learn and exchange knowledge, not a martial arts arena, let alone a duel ring! If I hadn't wanted to see what these little guys from the Hundred Saints Academy were capable of, I would have blasted out this group of little ghosts a long time ago." ”

"Haha, isn't it interesting right now? The Confucian in Tsing Yi smiled faintly, "Among these transfer students from the Hundred Saints Academy, there is actually a descendant of the Great Zhou Imperial Family, and he can actually mobilize part of the power of a great dragon vein. And Meng Tiance's younger brother is even more interesting, he doesn't know what exercises he has cultivated, and he can even temporarily block the leyline. This kind of method, even among the forces outside the party, is rare to see. ”

"This is Wenqu Pavilion, not a martial arts arena. No matter how strong the monk's methods are, they can't get into my eyes. The black-clothed Confucian said in a deep voice, "The group of imps of the Central Holy Dynasty have now borrowed the 'Haoran Righteous Qi' that is almost comparable to the combat power of a Spirit Realm monk, and if this progress continues, it won't be long before they can grow to the level of a 'Condensation Vein Realm' monk." I want to see what Meng Tiance's younger brother will do when the time comes-"

Speaking of this, he snorted coldly: "If this kid wants to rely on the mysterious technique he has cultivated to resist, then he will not blame me for making a move, and he will be directly blasted out of Wenqu Pavilion!"

The old man in white glanced at him, his gaze fell back to the chessboard, and he said lightly: "Look at it, I don't think he will choose to use that way." Otherwise, even if you win in the end, you can only get the contempt and contempt of the other party. ”

The Confucian man in Tsing Yi nodded: "However, I can't think of any means for him to turn the tables." Is it borrowing from the traditions of other great Confucians? This seems to make no sense at all. ”

"Just look at it. The old man in white nodded.

While the three great Confucians of Wenqu Pavilion were chatting casually, the carriage that Cen Can was riding also slowly stopped in front of Wenqu Pavilion.