Chapter Ninety-Two: The Great Confucian King
Seeing Zhang Bairen collapse to the ground at this time, the third prince of Long smiled coldly: "Snake!"
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The snake looked the size of a bowl and had fine scales on its body, and it swam so fast that the river was instantly stained with ice wherever it passed.
"It's so powerful, do the dragons all have their own supernatural powers?" Zhang Bairen looked at the snake and stood up slowly, grabbing the long sword.
"Boy, you are indeed very good, very extraordinary, but the more you do this, the faster you will die!" Although he looks like an animal, he can speak.
Zhang Bairen's face was expressionless, and he began to accumulate sword intent, preparing for the final thunderous blow.
The snake obviously knew that Zhang Bairen was preparing for the final blow, so he cautiously swam around Zhang Bairen, and then opened his mouth, and the overwhelming cold wave surged towards Zhang Bairen.
Looking at the rolling cold wave, the river instantly froze where he passed, Zhang Bairen smiled coldly: "It turned out that he wanted to freeze me to death directly!" ā
The long sword in his hand slashed in front of the cold wave, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, Zhang Bairen's long sword turned into a horse and shot out again, piercing through the cold wave, and the sword qi split the cold tide vertically and horizontally, flying towards the snake.
"Poof"
Blood splattered, the snake did not die, but its tail was cut off, and the piercing sword intent was drilled into the body, so that the snake fled back to the camp in a hurry, not staying for long.
Although the sword qi split the cold wave, there was still a cold air hanging on Zhang Bairen's body, and Zhang Bairen turned into an ice sculpture during his breath, where he froze, only a pair of eyes blinked in the cold ice.
"Fortunately, I was not directly hit by the cold wave, but I was affected by the aftermath, otherwise I would have died today" Zhang Bairen was frozen in the ice, his eyes full of fear.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the third round has passed, please withdraw your troops," the Metropolitan Governor began.
Looking at Zhang Bairen, who was still blinking in the cold ice, the three dragons showed unwillingness, and their faces were changed and they wanted to regret it. At this moment, I saw a mighty qi rising in the distance, slowly coming from the south to this place, and the people did not arrive, but the qi was already secret, vast and unfathomable.
"Wisdom is foolishness. The saint does not suffer from wisdom and widowhood, but from virtue and failure. ā
"Talent is not wise, and the wise man is also wise. The dignity is in danger, and the wise are not enough. Great wisdom knows the stop, small wisdom is only strategic, wisdom is poor and the way is endless. ā
"Those who seek others become wise, and they also die in wisdom. Those who seek their lives rely on their wisdom, and they also sacrifice their wisdom. Wisdom is lacking, there are deep enemies, and caution is less evil. ā
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It's like a big drum, which is a wake-up call.
Looking at the mighty aura, Yu Juluo suddenly had a smile on his face: "It's Wang Tong Daru who has arrived! This battle should also be over." ā
Confucianism is not powerless, let alone poetry and song to fight, but Confucianism has the six arts of gentlemen, and the law has a heroic and righteous spirit, so it can be said that Confucianism is the only genre that can be compatible with martial arts and Taoism, no wonder it has been enduring for a long time.
Confucianism nurtures a heroic righteousness, which is the source of strength for Confucian students.
The great Confucian is earth-shattering, no less than the first-class figure of the Yang God, Haoran is righteous to the strong, it is the vitality of all things, the source of strength, and the countless shrimp soldiers and crabs will be instantly beaten back to the prototype, and the body begins to exude heat, which is obviously a little overwhelmed.
"Retreat!" Looking at the heroic righteousness coming from afar, the third prince of Long looked at Zhang Bairen in the cold ice again, gritted his teeth angrily, and had to turn around and leave.
Confucianism is indeed a wonderful force in the cultivation world, and Haoran righteousness is a kind of spiritual power, and the most masculine is unflinching.
The dark clouds in the sky went clean in an instant, the river ebbed and the tide receded, and countless shrimp soldiers and crabs would burrow into the water one after another, never daring to come out again, and quietly slipped away from the bottom of the river.
Seeing the dragon clan walking away, Yu Juluo was overjoyed: "It's actually Wang Tong Daru who has arrived, Wang Tong Daru is one of the rising stars of my Great Sui and one of the Confucian leaders who came later, and this general will personally go to greet him." ā
At this time, Yu Juluo sighed in his heart, when he was in Zhuojun before, he thought that Zhuojun Hou was a joke, and he never thought that he really had a relationship with Wang Tong.
"Everyone, this official has to go back to the DPRK to make a mission, so I will leave!" Most of the governors didn't say much, and when they saw the dragon clan retreating, they had turned into a breeze and went away.
Guozhen Yuanshen returned to his shell, looked at the messy hall, and hurried towards the city gate.
"Master, Wang Tong Daru still needs a moment and a half, and Mr. Xiao can't stand it for a while" Song Laosheng looked at Zhang Bairen winking at him in the cold ice, and then looked at Yu Juluo who was full of excitement, and coughed.
"Ahem, it's the general's negligence" Yu Juluo came closer, looked at Zhang Bairen in the cold ice, and smashed the cold ice with a palm, only to hear Zhang Bairen's mouth "Ah sneeze" and "Ah sneeze" non-stop, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I said general, you are not a bad and strong man, Wang Tong is just a Confucian, why are you so excited." ā
Yu Juluo smiled bitterly: "You don't know, my third son plans to go to study under the Great Confucian, and now that Wang Tong is in front of the Great Confucian, how can he not win over the relationship." ā
Zhang Bairen trembled and withdrew his long sword, and after the long sword was sheathed, there was another sneezing, and Song Laosheng took out a blanket and put it on Zhang Bairen, so that he felt better.
"I really underestimated the world's heroes!" Zhang Bairen sighed.
"Don't be discouraged, Mr. Xiao is even the three masters of the Dragon Clan today, and many Dao cultivators may not be able to match you," Yu Juluo comforted.
Looking at the ebbing tide, Zhang Bairen said: "The losses of the people around here are all counted on my head, and I need as much silver as I ask." ā
As he was talking, Guozhen Taoist priest walked over, looked at Zhang Bairen and smiled: "Little Taoist friend has suffered a lot." ā
"What's so funny, the Taoist priest gloates all day long" Zhang Bairen opened the gourd, and the calamus pill was stuffed into his mouth at will.
The Taoist priest looked at the pill in Zhang Bairen's hand, showing curiosity, and did not give the Taoist priest a chance to speak, Zhang Bairen stepped forward and picked up the tail of the snake and stuffed it into the gourd: "If this treasure is soaked in wine, it is also a good thing." ā
The gods in the Heavenly Palace had already withdrawn at this time, looking at the muddy road, Zhang Bairen rubbed his hair, and everyone stood at the gate of the city for a while.
After a while, he saw a carriage coming slowly in the distance, and then stopped in front of the city gate, but saw the curtain of the carriage opened, and a young man in his twenties wearing a square scarf walked out slowly and saluted everyone: "Wang Tong has seen you. ā
Looking at the young man in his twenties in front of him, Zhang Bairen was stunned for a moment, according to his own thoughts, how can the Confucian be said to be a person with a gray beard for dozens of years, who would have thought that Wang Tong would be so young?
"I've seen Mr." Yu Juluo and the Taoist priest of Louguan returned the salute one after another.
"Daoist, we haven't seen each other for some years," Wang Tong looked at the Guozhen Taoist with a smile on his face.
I have to say that Wang Tong is indeed extremely generous, even Zhang Bairen has to sigh This man is really attractive.
Just standing there, you will feel a vast, rigid and yang power, Wang Tong's whole person is in this mighty power, gentle and humble, not proud.
"It's a few years gone, I saw you back then, you were only a teenager, and now you should be twenty-one years old, if it's really years old," the Taoist priest nodded.
"But after all these years, the Taoist is still not old, and my Confucianism is not good, I can't keep the years" Wang Tong sighed lightly and looked at Yu Juluo: "I've seen the general." ā
"Mr. is really young" Yu Juluo had to sigh, Confucianism is a pervert, as long as you understand the true essence of the sage, the Tao will be a thousand miles a day.
"I've seen Mr." Zhang Bairen saluted.
Looking at Zhang Bairen, Wang Tong was stunned for a while, and after a while, he was surprised and said: "There are talented people in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, Mr. Xiao's things I have heard Zhuo Junhou talk about, today I see that it is really extraordinary, as long as I give Mr. Xiao ten years of growth time, my Dasui will be forever, erect the cornerstone of eternity, Mr. Xiao can be the pillar of the Great Sui Optimus, the pillar of the country." ā
Before Zhang Bairen made a move, Wang Tong remotely perceived that Zhang Bairen was incomparable, punishing all things in heaven and earth, and the domineering and unparalleled sword dao qi was the first time Wang Tong saw it in his life, Wang Tong had seen too many kendo masters, but Zhang Bairen's domineering sword qi was the first time he had seen it.