Li Xisheng's voice sounded in his head, and Yan Sang understood.

The Confucian intention is to see the clarity of the mind and resonate with the Confucian righteousness with one's own will, so that it can be transformed into one's own 'will'.

To put it simply, if we compare Haoran Zhengqi to a certain particle, it is to change the surface structure of this particle, so that the organizational structure is fine-tuned, so as to conform to one's own intentions, and then it can be embodied as a physical object.

In order for this upheaval to occur, it is necessary to have a strong 'will', and the simplest is to have a big ambition.

And this ambition must be able to resonate with Haoran righteousness.

'It is not oneself that changes the surface structure of Haoran Righteousness, but resonates with it and allows it to change on its own!'

After coming to this world, the scenes flashed and thundered in Yan Sang's mind, and the most profound were the two cases.

The murder of his wife and wealth in Hewei Village, and the kidnapping and murder of his father in Xialin Village, these two cases all made Yan Sang shake his human nature.

Zheng Wensheng is impure, the father and daughter of the Chen family are tools, and although Lin Buren is not a father and son, he turns against each other because of interests, on the other hand, they are the most 'evil' existences, and others are not completely infallible.

Although Mrs. Lin wanted to atone for her sins, before she passed away, she was also full of evil.

The way of the world seems to have collapsed, and the heart of this man seems to have been broken......

Yan Sang was uneasy.

If you want to make a great wish, may this world, everyone be like a dragon, peaceful forever, as long as the people's hearts are good, the way of the world will naturally be good.

But suddenly her gaze fell on Aunt Hu, swept past the villagers of Xialin, and finally stopped at Lin Buren.

If everyone is like a dragon, but it is still unfair?

If the world is peaceful and prosperous, but people's hearts are greedy?

It is difficult to change one person and one village, and it is difficult to change one county and one county, and it is difficult to prevent disasters in the country if the county does not close its doors at night.

May all races be prosperous and too difficult, may the hearts of the people be good and too luxurious, and may the state of utopia be too vain......

If this is the case, then only wish to be oneself.

If he is the head of a village, he will protect the health of the village;

If it is the lord of a county, then the county is rich;

If it is the respect of a county, it will be the town of this county Yongping......

If it is only for the sake of the deceased, I only hope that this day will no longer cover my eyes, and only that this land will no longer disturb my heart, and that the good and evil of people will be rewarded and punished, and the world will be righteous and orderly......

"My life is up to me, not to heaven, life and death, good and evil are all my words!"

After Yan Sang made up his mind, it was not like Li Xisheng, the dragon roared and the phoenix roared, but everything was quiet, as if all the sounds, all things, were gone, and time was stagnant at this moment.

On the left, a blazing white light suddenly lit up, as if illuminating everything;

On the right, the dark light suddenly dimmed, as if swallowing all things;

And the core on the left is abruptly recessed, as if the white light had collapsed, and everything was about to fall into darkness;

And the core on the right side stands out abruptly, as if the black light has broken open, and everything is about to illuminate everything;

Immediately, the black core rose to the left and the white core fell to the right, as if they were about to break free and return to their original colors, but they drove the white and black lights to move, and then slowly rotated, like two fish, and like two snakes, chasing each other......

"Taoist Tai Chi! This is impossible!"

When the black and white roulette wheel rotated, time seemed to move again, and the Taoist priest looked at Yan Sang's vision, his pupils dilated, and he was stunned.

Tai Chi is a Taoist vision, and non-Taoist cultivators cannot manifest it.

Mo said that Yan Sang did not cultivate the anger of the Taoist family, he was a disciple of the Taoist family, even if he was a powerhouse in the upper three realms, he might not be able to manifest such a miracle.

And Yan Sang, a cultivator of both ghost and Confucian cultivation, how could it be......

Li Xisheng's beautiful eyes are full of light, like surprise, surprise, doubt, and sorrow......

Yan Sang returned to the yang for the great power, and at first guessed that it was the power of the Taoists, but then he was overturned by reality, and the Taoist family was angry and completely ignored him.

But when he was all in the product, when Confucianism was made, there was a Tai Chi miracle.

This truth made her puzzled, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it, but at this moment, this unbelievable thing really happened in front of her.

"Sticks?"

Li Xisheng looked at the little Taiji in front of Yan Sang in surprise, as if she had been transformed by the rotation of the long weapon, and with her eyesight, she could see clearly what this long weapon was.

The two ends of the dark and the middle end of the silver-white stick, and the vision that can be transformed into a small Tai Chi is because this stick is composed of black and white, and under high-speed rotation, it can give people the illusion of watching Tai Chi.

This Confucian soldier who was conceived was actually a stick?

Li Xisheng once thought that when Yan Sang made up her mind, she might turn into a gun, after all, when she made up her mind, she felt that the gun was the most powerful weapon that could wield her will.

There are also swords, knives, daggers and other types of weapons, all of which are offensive blades, with the edge of Confucian soldiers, breaking the shield of all things.

But I never thought it would be a stick.

The stick has no edge, and it is mostly suppressed or maimed, but it is not a murderous soldier.

It is commonly found in Buddhism that claims to never kill, but it is rarely seen in battlefield killing, and with such a great power as Yan Sang, it will turn into a stick?

If you go down with a stick, my life is up to me?

If you go down with a stick, life and death, good and evil, are all my words?

？？？

Or do you use a stab???

......

Li Xisheng and the Taoist priest were stunned, Yan Sang had already come to the Xialin villagers, these villagers woke up a little later than them, and when they woke up, they saw that the stick had arrived in front of them, bang......

A few tooth-aching muffled sounds sounded, and several people had already flown sideways, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the people around Yan Sang were all smashed away under a stick!

"If you don't want to kill them, I won't kill them, but at this time, lie down for me!"

Yan Sang Taiji stick in his hand, his face was solemn, as if he was a demon god from the Netherworld, and walked towards Aunt Hu's place step by step.

The pace is not heavy, but it seems to step into everyone's heart, the voice is not low, but when it falls into the ears, it seems to be ringing.

Most of the villagers swallowed their saliva to calm the panic in their hearts, and then screamed and killed, as if only a loud roar could suppress the fear in their hearts.

Bang bang......

But without exception, as long as you enter the reach of the Tai Chi stick, you will be blown away in the blink of an eye.

Smashing, sweeping, splitting, or stabbing, the black and white light appeared, and they felt that their minds were taken away, and they did not know how to resist at all, and the speed of the stick was extremely fast, as if it had no weight, and when wielded, it was faster and more ferocious than any weapon!

The pace did not stop, and the villagers who swarmed up did not let Yan Sang stop, and he couldn't even slow him down in the slightest.

Lin Buren only felt that in the blink of an eye, the man who seemed to have come out of hell had already arrived in front of him, looking at him like a dog with cold and emotionless eyes.

Then, in the same tone as if speaking to an ant, he sounded coldly, "Kneel down for me!"