Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

Although he knew that the qiē in front of him at this moment was a scene derived from "Haoran righteousness", looking up at this bright moon, an unprecedented homesickness still filled Meng Siao's heart.

Some poems, some words, and some songs, only when you really experience them, will you understand the love, the wounds, and the pain.

The five-character quatrain of "Silent Night Thoughts", in his world, is just one of the poems in primary school textbooks, so popular that almost no one can't recite it. This poem, the text is straightforward, the meaning is simple, just from the artistic conception of the poem, it is even inferior to the article that Zhou Kun just recited.

However, at this moment, this five-character quatrain came out of Meng Siao's mouth, but it directly crushed this country.

The bright moon in the sky, the moonlight is bright and flawless, and this faint cold halo completely suppresses the glory of the blazing sun.

The moonlight is sprinkled, and countless silver rays are mottled, but they contain the absolute power to destroy this country.

Heaven and earth collapsed, and the world collapsed.

This country, which was derived from the Confucian scriptures of the Zhou family, was completely destroyed without resistance at this moment!

Zhou Kun tried his best and tried his best to turn things around and suppress the killer weapon of Meng Siao and the people of the Great Departure Ancestral Academy, but he only had time to make him majestic for a short time, and he completely fell apart and shattered, and turned into a mass of "Haoran Righteousness" again, which was absorbed back by the milky white qi cloud above his head.

The vicissitudes of the sea, the changes of time and space, the mountains and rivers, rivers, lakes and seas, and the boundless grasslands in front of you, all collapsed and shattered, and in the midst of countless fragments, the cyan brick walls around this "righteous hall" began to be reflected in everyone's field of vision again.

On the bluestone brick wall behind the transfer students of the Central Holy Dynasty, Wan Wenjie was still embedded in the wall, coughing up blood, and after Meng Siao finished reciting this five-character quatrain, he once again changed back to the original scene.

"Poetry is the voice of the heart, and the text is like its people......" Seeing that this round of bright moon began to shatter at the end of the collapse of this heaven and earth, and turned into wisps of "Haoran righteousness" again, surging towards the milky white qi cloud overhead, Meng Siao couldn't help muttering to himself.

At that moment, when the two poems of "Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown" came out of his mouth, there were really countless feelings brewing, fluctuating, and catharsis in his heart.

These two lines of poetry, which he recited with this sympathetic feeling, are not only the feelings made by the poet Li Bai, but also a feeling condensed by his countless thoughts at this moment.

The depth of this insight is that it is directly embedded in the world derived from Zhou Kun's recitation of the scriptures, and the kingdom derived from this scripture is directly shattered from the inside!

These transfer students from the Central Pilgrimage Hundred Saints Academy, each of them are talented and gifted, and each of them has just put into practice what they have learned, understood, and felt, and they are even more condensed in one place by the Zhou family's great Confucian article as the general outline, and they burst out at once.

The realm of the derivation of poetry and literature was already strong enough to crush ordinary Condensation Realm cultivators, but even so, it was still completely collapsed and shattered under Meng Siao's five-character quatrain.

All of a sudden, although this illusory kingdom collapsed, and everyone returned to the "righteous hall" again, the expressions on everyone's faces were still blank except for a blank look.

This is true for transfer students, and the same is true for Dali here.

Zhou Kun's whole person, at this moment, was trembling violently.

He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it, the nearly ten people who came from their Hundred Saints Academy, each of them had all written poetry, and they had the inheritance chapter of their own great Confucian as the general outline, and the country that had been aggregated and derived was enough to crush the three or five monks of the Condensation Realm, but in this five-character quatrain that was so superficial and straightforward, the whole thing was shattered and turned into nothing.

"This can't be!" His eyes were red, and the expression on his face became hideous again, and he was even more hideous and crazy than when he was pressed to the ground by the Spirit Power Mountain Peak before, "You cheat! You dare to cheat! You are insulting learning! Despise the sages! A person like you is not worthy of being in the academy at all!"

"Bang", as soon as his words fell, the right side of his face was slammed to the left by an invisible force.

"The most annoying dog is barking there, if you bark again, I will directly pull out your mouthful of teeth!" Meng Siao sneered, turned his right hand, and another earthy yellow spiritual power mountain condensed.

With a wave of his hand, the earthy yellow spiritual power peak once again suppressed Zhou Kun.

"Boom", this time the suppression is far less than before, it just makes Zhou Kun kneel there; this time the suppression, the earthy yellow spiritual power peak, directly pressed Zhou Kun's whole person to the ground, his hands and feet were suppressed under the peak, only one head remained, and it was still exposed.

"Originally, I wasn't sure if you kid wanted to pry the young master's corner, but since you admitted it yourself, the young master is not afraid of hitting the wrong person. Meng Siao stepped forward casually, looked down at Zhou Kun, who was suppressed and couldn't move, and then kicked out violently and kicked Zhou Kun in the face.

This kick, he didn't have any strength at all, if it weren't for Zhou Kun's combat power, which was also quite extraordinary, it was not as simple as an ordinary Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator, just this kick, his head would be directly kicked and smashed like a watermelon.

Even if he resisted hard, Zhou Kun felt a whirlwind at this time, his brain completely lost the ability to think, and even the huge pain on his face, he couldn't feel it at all at this time.

"Probably, you only inquired about the young master's life and deeds, but you didn't inquire about the young master's temperament. Meng Siao didn't look at Zhou Kun, who was already like a dead dog, and directly stepped on his face, "Do you know what it means to be a gentleman? The young master is not only a gentleman, but also the head of the five tyrants of the Great Departure Division, even if it is a gentleman, he will not dare to provoke the young master! You outsiders, you want to pry the corner of the young master when you first arrive, you are really capable!"

As he spoke, he directly spat and "bah": "Ugly, don't pee and take care of it, Shishi is a kind of deflated and obscene person like you? Don't you ask me to concoct you, the young master has always been helpful to this kind of cheap request." After a while, I will strip you naked and hang you at the gate of the city, and hang you for three days and three nights -- descendants of the Great Zhou, I'm sorry! A group of lost dogs, lucky enough to make a comeback, and then they will get up again? Didn't your ancestors leave you a last word to tell you that if you don't die, you won't die!"