I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 478

Those who lack strength will give up in the middle.

This is what Confucius taught ran Qiu, admonishing him to stick to himself and not to be complacent.

Therefore, facing the old man's thoughts, I found that every word written was shining, pointing directly at the heart and torture.

Can you hold it?

Almost subconsciously, this upright and dignified Confucian leader, tai'a, came out of his sheath at his waist and practiced the holy King's sword technique he had learned all his life.

Tai'a, who wears sword, ranks second in the world in the sword spectrum, second only to Tianwen.

The highest realm pursued by Confucianism is the sword technique of the holy king, the inner saint and the outer king, the inner Saint cultivating morality, and the outer King unifying the family, ruling the country and calming the world.

Sword and heart, Dharma and Tao, at this moment, the brilliant sword light cut out, and the gold words in the empty air dissipated one after another.

However, the golden light disappeared quickly and was born faster. The tip of the old man's pen hung in the void, and the big characters whirled and washed away.

Fu Nian's face soon changed.

Because if he goes on like this, he will soon be out of breath and exhausted.

stop halfway!

"Elder martial brother, let me help you!"

Yan Lu standing on one side stood up to help.

His mind method of sitting and forgetting is the result of understanding the essence of Taoism, converging the form, leaving the form to know. When it is weak, it is weak, and when it is strong, it is strong.

Fu Nian specializes and Yan Lu defends. The Qilu double heroes cooperate perfectly without weakness.

Unfortunately, it is still useless.

The golden words spread all over the world and gathered more and more, giving birth to a vast force full of heaven and earth.

The momentum of pangran, which expounds the word "force" to the extreme, makes the whole six art museum shaky and ready to collapse.

The Confucianists were pale, and some of their mentally weak disciples almost cried out.

The old man hit the door inexplicably. He was so strong and terrible. Could it be that Confucianism was destroyed today?

Among the disciples, only one young man looked at the old man with quiet eyes and without blinking.

The next moment, he flashed out.

"Zhang Liang! Step back!"

In his busy schedule, Fu Nian also divided his mind to take care of the disciples. Seeing that the junior brother who had been in school for less than a few months was going to join the war, he immediately drank high to stop him.

"Elder martial brother, I also want to ask the elder generation for advice!"

Zhang Liang smiled gently, but he didn't give out his sword. Instead, his body changed. He crossed an extremely mysterious track in the air and walked directly through the gap of the golden word.

"Huh?"

Fu Nian and Yan Lu were surprised.

As the leaders of Confucianism, the two of them joined hands against the enemy. How can they not know that the old man's means are amazing, and the golden words are full of energy without any omission.

But Zhang Liang cut into the gap very accurately. His body was light and smooth, flowing clouds and water, and there was a faint sound of Luan birds singing.

"Is it?"

When Fu Nian and Yan Lu moved, they saw the Luan bird singing, the tip of the old man's pen suddenly trembled, and the birth of the golden characters suddenly slowed down. Then Zhang Liang turned sideways and made a bow and arrow posture, or repeatedly, or accumulated strength, several white light and sharp arrows, and shot through the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sharp arrow is like the sword Qi, and like the mighty righteousness. It has hit the golden word between lightning and flint.

Strange to say, the golden words spread like ice and snow under the arrow.

The old man collected his pen.

Finally, there was a silence in the Six Arts Museum.

"Thank you for your advice. Today I know the six arts of Confucianism. I can turn them into practical moves!"

Fu read his eyes and bowed his hands.

Ceremony, music, shooting, royal, calligraphy and number. Ceremony is etiquette, music is music, shooting is bow and arrow shooting, Royal is driving royal carriage, calligraphy refers to calligraphy, and the last number is number theory.

These are the six skills that Confucian disciples should master, but they are only basic skills.

Who knows that the old man will forget the holy king and break it all with the art of books alone.

Just because it is one of the books, there are six dharmas——

Hieroglyphics, pointing, understanding, pictophonetics, transfer notes, borrowing!

The fonts of this era are pictographs. Pictographs, pointing, understanding and pictophonetics are all the methods of making characters. Only annotation and borrowing are the methods of literacy.

The inheritance of ideas depends on words. The nature is wonderful. As soon as the pen tip condenses, infinite power is born. The Heart Sutra of sword technique is reduced to inferior.

Zhang Liang, on the other hand, was a bystander. He used the six skills to resist and shoot, and broke the six skills with the six skills.

There are five kinds of Royal methods: singing and Luan, chasing the water, crossing the king's watch, dancing and crossing the qu (Q ú) and chasing the birds to the left.

Zhang Liang just performed the dance of crossing the ququ and singing and Luan. He drove freely through the narrow passage. When driving, he corresponded with the sound of Luan, and then chased birds and animals to the left. When hunting, he shot them from the left.

There is no separation between riding and shooting. Since there is a royal, there is shooting naturally.

Shooting is also divided into five methods: white arrow, Shenlian, Shanzhu, Xiangchi and well instrument.

White arrow means that the arrow pierces the target, and the arrow hair is white, pursuing accuracy and power; Shenlian is a continuous hair, if it is the title of a continuous bead; Pay attention to speed every day; Xiangchi is an important instrument for kings and ministers; Well logging instrument is a four arrow coherent instrument, which is aimed at the target. It is the most powerful instrument, which is difficult to master.

Zhang Liang is a little transparent. After passing the test of the old man, Fu Nian and Yan Lu also have deep understanding.

"It's strange. Is this man really a Confucian elder? I'm here to give you some advice?"

Gongsun Linglong was amazed.

If the old man really takes the Confucian six arts examination of the little sage village, it is equivalent to the teacher and apprentice feeding moves to help him greatly improve his strength.

But his behavior is strange.

"It's not that simple. If no one in Confucianism can find out what he preaches, it will be the end of extermination."

Gongsun long looked very solemn and slowly said, "and this person's goal is not these young people. I'm afraid it is..."

Sure enough, the old man's sight leaped over Fu Nian and looked at the seclusion behind the little sage villa. With his hands outspread, white Qi began to surge.

The misty clouds swirled around the room, with bells, pans, harps, pipes, pipes, pipes and drums, and musical instruments playing one by one.

There were six kinds of music, the earliest of which was the Cloud Gate scroll. Xianchi was written in Yao Dynasty, Dashao was written in Shun Dynasty, Daxia was written in Yu Dynasty, H ù was written in Shang Dynasty and Dawu was written in Zhou Dynasty.

These music and dances are used in major sacrificial activities to offer sacrifices to the gods of heaven and earth, looking around, mountains and rivers and ancestors. At this time, white clouds are transformed, dragons and phoenixes dance and ancient words are clear. Together, they form a huge music, but they are welcoming someone's arrival.

"Martial uncle!"

So, in the eyes of Fu nianyan Lu, an old man with the same high crown, ancient clothes and pure spirit came slowly, and his momentum was rising and stronger.

Master of Confucianism, xunfuzi!

"Good! You are worthy of being a man who can call a son!"

In Shouyang, Gu Chenglu showed his sincere joy.

He has absorbed the seven main roads of political strategists, yin-yang scholars, Mohists, strategists, doctors, miscellaneous artists and farmers. The next five are the stronger the better.

Therefore, the use of the golden bridge between heaven and earth is to enhance the power of the Confucian road in this world with the unique six arts of the main world.

The son is the name of the saint. They are all the strongest in the field of study. At the end of the Warring States period, there are only two people who can be called the son——

Xunzi and Han Feizi!

The Confucian road was personally verified by Xunzi. What luck!

At this moment, Gu Cheng showed his sleeves and solemnly saluted.

Among the six arts, ceremony is the first!