Hearing Du Shaoling's words, Yu Qingnian's heart beat fiercely, and the blood in his whole body boiled.

He was hungry for power and strong more than anyone present.

Although he likes to read, he likes poetry and songs.

But he was born in a martial arts family, so he naturally wanted to be able to cultivate martial arts like other brothers and have extraordinary strength.

If he could, he naturally hoped that he would be both civil and military, and hoped to win glory for his mother and become the pride of the Yu family.

It's not like this, being ridiculed and despised by others, and even my father doesn't want to see me.

Even with the mother who has always been strong, she has to be gossiped about by those concubines.

However, Du Fuzi's words just now made his already desperate heart see hope again.

Although he still can't practice martial arts, he can turn words and knowledge into extraordinary power.

One day in the future, maybe you can let those who despise themselves and look down on the literati take a look.

The full stomach of the scholar can also be turned into a weapon to kill the enemy and turn into extraordinary magical powers.

It's just that all this is beautiful, so that Yu Qingnian feels that it will be a beautiful dream.

When the dream wakes up, everything comes back to reality.

He pinched himself.

It hurts.

But the smile on his face was even brighter.

Looking at the incredulous expressions on everyone's faces, Du Shaoling said aloud again: "When I heard the news, I was in the same mood as you, but when I saw Wei Fuzi exert that magical power, and when I saw the forest of pen and ink, I knew that everything was true. ”

Du Shaoling talked about the events of that day in detail.

Hearing the scene described by Du Shaoling, everyone's hearts could not be calmed for a long time, and their hearts were both shocked and excited.

A surge of blood surged in the body.

They never dreamed that one day what they had learned would turn into extraordinary power.

As a scholar, he was able to obtain the magic power of subduing demons and eliminating demons.

I can't help but look forward to Wei Yi's arrival and witness the miracle with my own eyes.

I look forward to being able to cultivate the qi of pen and ink, and I can also have extraordinary power.

When Wei Yi came to Qingfeng Academy, the entire playground was very lively.

The emotions of everyone were high, their faces were full of red light, and the blood in their hearts had already melted this cold winter.

Seeing Wei Yi coming, everyone looked even more excited.

But the gaze that looked at Wei Yi was incomparably reverent and incomparably hot.

They already admired Wei Yi in their hearts.

Now they know that he has extraordinary power, created a Confucian and Taoist practice system, and also brought them hope to change their lives and destiny.

The gratitude and respect for Wei Yi in my heart are beyond measure.

I'm afraid that the sages in the sage temple of the academy can't be compared with Wei Yi anymore.

"Students, see Wei Fuzi!" Everyone worked in unison, with high-pitched emotions, mighty momentum, and momentum like a rainbow.

Wei Yi looked at the students below who were moving towards him together, and he was also quite excited.

Although there are only thirty people at the moment, the momentum is already very amazing.

Thinking about the scene of thousands of students visiting themselves together in the future, it must be very spectacular.

It is estimated that the momentum alone is enough to repel many strong enemies.

"Excuse me!" Wei Yi stood on the high platform, overlooking everyone, and said loudly.

He was tall, and under the sun, his body seemed to be shrouded in a faint light.

With that elegant and handsome face, as well as that otherworldly temperament, he is really like a fairy.

Everyone's eyes converged on Wei Yi, their eyes were hot and they were excited.

Wei Yi didn't ramble, after all, Du Shaoling had already said everything that should be said.

So he held the pen in his right hand and began to splash ink in the void in front of him.

The light of the Tao condensed at the tip of his pen, and words appeared in the void.

The magnificent momentum surged out, and the surrounding void seemed to ripple.

This magical scene made everyone stunned and shocked.

The majestic momentum made them even more awe-inspiring, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Although they had already heard Du Shaoling describe some scenes before.

But at this time, I was still shocked and deeply touched by what I saw with my own eyes.

What Wei Yi wrote was the poem he specially prepared.

The white waves of the West Lake are sparse, and Yan Hong began to enter Tang Yunfei......

The strong man is angry and majestic.

Ande leaned on the heavenly sword and cut the whale across the sea.

With the completion of this poem, a solemn atmosphere permeates the air, which is awe-inspiring.

In a trance, they seemed to see the soldiers marching in the cold wind.

They are worthy of the heavens, worthy of the people, and worthy of the king.

I want to protect my family and defend the country, and I want to recover the mountains and rivers.

However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and the road ahead was miserable, making their road to battle difficult.

The oppressive breath seemed to turn into a thick black cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

Let everyone feel that the sky on the playground has dimmed a little.

There seems to be an indissoluble grief and unwillingness in my heart.

Ambition is difficult to pay, and there is no way to serve the country.

But just as the black clouds were at the top.

A long sword came out of its sheath, with a momentum like a rainbow, opening the sky and the sea, cutting through the dark clouds, and suddenly opening up.

That momentum, between this inhibition, is like an explosion after accumulation, a counterattack after forbearance.

It makes people feel heroic and exhilarating.

It is also like the sword that has been sharpened, and finally it is sharp and pressing, and it is like a bamboo, and it kills all the demons.

This powerful poetry and momentum directly shook the hearts of everyone present.

It also made them feel as if they were inspired by emotions and deeply touched.

The heart is beating wildly, the breathing is intensifying, but the blood is surging and the spirit is high.

There seems to be a heroic feeling in his heart, and there seems to be a long sword in his hand.

To split the dark clouds of this troubled world, to sweep away the traitors.

"Read with me!" Wei Yi shouted.

Then he said loudly: "Ande leans on the heavenly sword and crosses the sea to cut the long whale." ”

"Ande leans on the heavenly sword and crosses the sea to kill the whale."

As the students recited in unison, the words in the void shone brighter.

An unstoppable majestic momentum surged out.

It's like a stormy wave, and it's like a thousand troops.

Seeing this scene, including Du Shaoling, everyone at the scene was surprised in their hearts.

I didn't expect that my recitation would be such a scene.

Immediately, his heart was surging, and he continued to recite aloud with Wei Yi: "Ande leans on the heavenly sword and crosses the sea to kill the long whale." Ande leaned on the sword of heaven and crossed the sea to cut the whale ......"

With that shout, one after another will condensed.

The poem in front of Wei Yi seemed to have attracted the power of heaven and earth, and there seemed to be a sound of wind and thunder between heaven and earth.

The brush in his hand tapped lightly in the void.

All the words condensed together in an instant, turning into a silver sword shadow.

This sword shadow was exactly the same as Wei Yi's Heavenly Sword.

It's just a condensation of the energy of pen and ink and the power of heaven and earth.

The sword is dazzling and sharp.

At the same time, Wei Yi raised his pen and swung upward, and the sword shadow seemed to turn into thunder, and like a silver dragon, it soared straight into the sky.

In the next second, with a roaring sound, there seemed to be a silver sword light slashing across the sky.

The sea of clouds, which was originally tiled in the sky, was split in two.

It seems to have combed a middle point to the sea of clouds.

Quiescence!

Looking at the sea of clouds that had been cut open in the sky, the students were dumbfounded, their hairs stood on end, their hearts were shocked, and they even forgot to breathe.

But after the shock, the blood all over his body rushed to the crown of his hair, his face turned red, and he looked excited.

At this time, they truly saw what Confucianism and Taoism were and what the power of words was.

Wei Yi just used that poem to turn into a sword that leaned on the sky and split the sea of clouds.

Such a miraculous and extraordinary sight has only been seen in their lives.

I'm afraid that only those Dao immortals have such magical powers.

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