Chapter 505: One Sword Frost Fourteen States

"Stay, Sage Rujan!"

The big man surnamed Qin was the first to shout.

"Death" a thunderous roar followed him, and the sound was so loud that it echoed through the mountains, and the pine needles on the green pines were falling like raindrops.

This mountain cliff was originally called Tiger Roaring Cliff, but at this time, the tiger in the mountain forest of Weizhen was like a kitten lying in the grass in the distance and shivering, and there was no longer the majesty of the past.

There is a way that the strong has its own strong hand, this man surnamed Ning is powerful, and He Qi is even more extraordinary, he popped out with a finger as if fluttering, and a fiery red sword qi with a length of three zhang flew out,

This sword qi was like a meteor, with a blazing true fire, and when it didn't touch the man, the man felt hot and unbearable.

The man surnamed Ning changed color for a while, his hand shook, and there was an extra bone knife in his palm, and he tried his best to slash it down, and the sword qi and sword qi struck each other, and the huge impact force shook the man backwards.

This person still wanted to hold it forcibly, but in the next moment, he only saw that the treasure knife in front of him was slightly bent under the huge force, and he was so powerful that there was no need to force this face, and the man surnamed Ning folded his body and retreated back like a bird.

"Fortunately, it came at the right time, you ignorant people have not damaged this holy Rujian"

He lifted his finger and shook slightly, and the layer of dried blood mud attached to the Holy Confucian Jian turned into flying ashes, and the Holy Confucian Jian was still in its original state, and the four people who were about to kill were stunned.

The five of them can't untie it, it doesn't mean that He Qi can't do it, He Qi made a seal, and a mysterious talisman was printed on it, and the saint Confucian Jian was full of colorful brilliance.

Although the Chaotic Phaseless True Yuan at this time cannot be compared with the real chaotic qi when Hongmeng was not opened, it can easily break some common prohibitions in the world.

The gray light on He Qi's five fingers flashed, and the "Titica" was like a chicken breaking through its shell, and after a very low sound, the invisible prohibition trapped on the Holy Confucian Jian was immediately broken by He Qi.

"Don't pinch it, Daoyou," a young woman shouted urgently, "No matter how strong Daoyou's ability is, it's not the enemy of the five of us, if you destroy the Holy Rujian, this fairy dares to guarantee that you will die a miserable death!"

He Qi looked at this woman with cold eyes, only to see that this woman was beautiful and charming.

"You're Gu Qiaohe?"

"It's the slave family!" Gu Qiaohe laughed, this woman was plump and tall, and when a smile appeared on her face, she specially straightened her chest.

"I was Jiang Shilie who did such a stupid thing because of the Nine Heavens Fairy, but after seeing you, it really disappointed me that it was this kind of goods, and it was not as good as the red card of Yichun Courtyard. ”

He Qi casually said nonsense to drag out time, and at the same time, his divine consciousness was immersed in the holy Confucian slip that had just been unsealed by himself, and sure enough, this was a jade slip made of carrying bamboo, He raised his eyebrows with a slight joy, which was very strong, and there were thousands of poems recorded in the holy Confucian slip.

For Confucianism, the most important thing is the spirit of Haoran, followed by divine consciousness, and then it is considered a psalm.

With the aura of Haoran, it can attract the power of heaven and earth, and the divine sense is strong, and the abundance of haoran qi can lead to a wider range of heaven and earth vitality. But with only these two words, it is like a brute who only has strength and can't do kung fu, and it is difficult to be easily defeated by others.

For Confucianism, poetry is the skill of fighting, that is, the secret skill of fighting, and many secret techniques are extracted from a good sentence.

Confucianism and Taoism are changeable, and they change in artistic conception.

In terms of shaping the artistic conception, the strongest, most direct, and most convenient is the poem, compared with the way of music, calligraphy and painting, the poem is the fastest to get started.

Poetry can be aspiring, poetry can paint scenes, poems can describe people, in the poem is just ten numbers, you can experience the joys and sorrows of life, joys, sorrows and sorrows.

A famous poem, which does not contain any Taoism, only the Liao Liao crosses, sometimes can be a person who cultivates to the heavens to be impressed by this artistic conception, and can share joy and sorrow with the author.

He Qi's divine sense is powerful, and he swept through these thousands of articles in an instant, and he couldn't like it in his heart, this is thousands of strange secret techniques, and if used well, it can produce miraculous effects.

Of course, there are also extremely inferior verses in it, such as a limerick poem, 'The old man has nothing, talk about giving a spring'.

Reciting this poem with the help of Haoran Qi can bloom a useless, thorny little red flower in your hand, which can deceive some silver in the mortal world. If your appearance is reasonable and you can use it well, it may work if you add sweetness to coax the little fairy who has no love experience, but it is too far from being used to fight.

Gu Qiaohe was excited by this, and suddenly his delicate complexion changed, and under the bright yellow robe, the two white greasy ones seemed to be a little bigger. This female agitator said: "The mouth is sharp and the teeth are sharp, and the Taoist friend has the ability, so he will fight the slave family alone"

The woman's hand shook, and a long red silk fluttered out, and a colorless and odorless strange poison began to flutter towards He Feifei, which was one of the several most difficult drugs to refine in the Illusion Sect, even if there was a talisman Gangyuan, it was difficult to resist.

He Qi snorted coldly and looked at the young woman in front of him coldly. Although He Qi doesn't like to judge people by their appearance, and it is often wrong to judge people by their appearance, even his current body is a picture of the general public, and it is most suitable for him to pretend to be a fool and an honest and useless honest person who does not speak, but He Qi himself is a person with a lot of ghost ideas and bad thoughts.

However, for this woman, He Qi believes that judging people by their appearance is also correct many times, just looking at the appearance, he knows that the young woman in front of him has a mean expression, and he doesn't know how Jiang Shilie was fascinated by this look.

Gu Qiaohe stroked the hair on his sideburns, and waited for the incense to attack, and said at the same time:

"If you don't dare to speak, then put down the holy Rujian, and the five of us will not be embarrassed by you, and even the slave family can give you a little unexpected sweetness. ”

She threw her eyes, He Qi didn't react at all, only snorted coldly, "Demon girl, let you see the history of my Confucianism, Taoism, and authentic Taoism." ”

He Qi held a bamboo slip in one hand and recited it as if he were reciting it:

"A full house of flowers and drunk 3,000 guests, a sword frost and 14 states"

At this time, I felt that the Holy Confucian Jian began to slowly overflow with a mysterious aura that was invisible to the naked eye, but really felt the existence, and the sky within a radius of more than ten miles fell full of ice flowers, and a round of cold sword lotus appeared in the void, and each ice sword could be used as a magic weapon.

He Qi was stunned in his heart, this power was beyond his expectations, accumulating and mobilizing the vitality of heaven and earth within two hundred miles, constructing ice and snow heaven and earth, and then converging into a cold ice sword lotus, which had the meaning of following the law.

The ice flowers fell from the sky, the sword lotus was cold, and the surrounding environment changed drastically, which scared the five people of the Demon Dao a lot.

The two realms of righteousness and demons are like two sides of a copper coin, opposing each other, and they cannot completely destroy each other.

The two have been facing each other for many years, and they have long known each other's various methods.

When these five people saw this cold ice sword lotus, their hearts were shocked, it turned out that the monks who recorded in the classics of the sect that the righteous path Confucianism had cultivated the true transmission were very good, and they could change the heavens and the earth in an instant, and this record was actually true.

What frightened these five people even more was that the classics reminded them not to be enemies of such monks, and they ran away quickly when they saw this kind of Confucian cultivators.

Because this kind of Confucian cultivation is the most unfriendly to demon cultivation in the righteous path.

When they saw the demon cultivators, they all became cold-blooded and murderous people, and they often refused to give up regardless of life or death.

(End of chapter)