Liao Chen was shocked all over.

Oops!

He, Liao Chen, was used to welcoming merchants to and from others. In this situation, he subconsciously had to think about how to protect himself.

But Mr. Han Mu is not!

This is a Confucian scholar who has traveled all over the world at a young age.

This is the hero introduced by Mr. Dongfang in his own handwriting!

Liao Chen sighed softly, turned around, and bowed to Han Muye: "Brother Han, I was wrong."

Han Muye stood up, with a dull expression on his face, but did not reach out to help him.

"No wonder Dongfang Shu doesn't recognize you, the Liao family's children, as disciples. Is it true that you, the ups and downs of merchants, have even completely lost my character as a Confucian and Taoist cultivator?"

Han Muye looked at the window sill opposite, looking at Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuyan.

"I, Han Mu, have traveled all over the world and have adapted myself to the Tao. Poems and articles come to me at my fingertips. Do you think I don't understand poetry?"

Fit with Tao!

Poems and articles are at your fingertips!

After saying this, Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuhuang's expressions darkened.

Below, everyone raised their heads and looked quietly at Han Muye who was standing in front of the window sill.

On the top floor of the cabin, the little princess Qin Yundan, wearing a moon-white gown, approached Princess Yunjin and said, "Sister, this is the person."

She had already complained to Princess Yunjin just now, but her sister ignored her, which made her a little depressed.

But at this time, her eyes shone brightly: "Sister, tell me, can this guy write a good poem and compare it to that of the Hongcheng Sword Sect?"

"Even if you dance for him, it's better than dancing for the Hongcheng Sword Sect."

When she said this, she was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her arms to hug Princess Yunjin: "No, I won't show it to anyone."

Princess Yunjin laughed, stretched out her hand to touch her head, and then whispered: "I hope he can have such literary talent and such courage."

Not only does his literary talent surpass Luo Wuyou's, but he also has the courage to become an enemy of the Hongcheng Sword Sect.

Ordinary people don't have such courage.

"Traveling around the world?" Luo Wuyang stared at Han Muye, with a faint smile on his face: "Then you must come to my Hongcheng Sword Sect."

"Most of the scenery of the three counties has been captured by our Hongcheng Sword Sect. It would be a pity if you didn't come."

"Okay." Han Muye nodded and said seriously: "Of course I will go and take a look."

Hearing his words, Luo Wuhuang showed a wild smile on his face: "Okay, okay, after all, he is a serious Confucian scholar, and he still has a bit of arrogance."

"My poems are derived from a half-hearted Confucian and Taoist practitioner."

"Tell me, is this poem good or bad?"

Behind him, the men in green robes also stood up.

The auras and sword intentions of these people flashed, and they were obviously highly skilled in cultivation.

Kill those who practice Confucianism and Taoism and gain poetry.

"You said you were half-assed, what can you do?" Han Muye shook his head.

not so good.

Luo Wuyan's expression darkened.

This is provoking the Hongcheng Sword Sect.

"The rules of the Yunjin Fairy Boat, since you said this poem is not good, then compose one." Jiang Chongyang looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.

Write a poem to outshine the other person?

Han Muye shook his head.

Not interested in.

Jiang Chongyang frowned, but before he could speak, he heard Han Muye loudly say: "There are many people who can write poems that exceed this level. If you don't believe me, just ask."

Jiang Chongyang looked down at the lobby below and said coldly: "I wonder who dares to--" today.

"Zhongzhou is the Zhongzhou of Confucianism and Taoism." Han Muye's voice interrupted his words.

"Today, some people dare to suppress Confucianism and Taoism, and tomorrow, some people will dare to destroy Jinchuan and the imperial city."

Han Muye's voice was filled with ear-splitting arrogance: "Confucianism and Taoism have suppressed Zhongzhou's destiny for tens of thousands of years, and today someone actually surpassed Confucianism and Taoism in Jinchuan City."

"Are you going to rebel?"

opposite?

Who dares?

Jiang Chongyang's face turned pale and his eyes widened.

Beside him, Luo Wuhuang and others also had solemn expressions on their faces, staring closely at Han Muye.

This hat is too big, and no one dares to bear it.

On the top floor of the cabin, Princess Yundan's eyes were bright.

Princess Yunjin on the side lowered her head, and through the curtain, her eyes fell on Han Muye.

Han Muye seemed to be aware of it and raised his head to take a look.

"This, young master, have you said enough?"

"Things that happen in the world of spiritual practice have nothing to do with the imperial dynasty." Jiang Chongyang suppressed the emotions in his heart and spoke in a low voice.

"It has nothing to do with it?" Han Muye raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Go and tell Su Zizhan that it has nothing to do with it."

"You go and tell He Jing that it has nothing to do with it."

"You go and tell Zhuang Han that it has nothing to do with it."

After a pause, looking at the bloodless Jiang Chongyang, Han Muye said coldly: "Maybe you have the courage to say this to Wen Mo Sheng."

Su Zizhan, the governor of Shuxi County.

He Jing, commander of the Xuanyang Guards in Western Shu County.

Zhuang Han, commander of the Red Flame Army in Western Shu County.

The literary works of the imperial dynasty, the writings of the most holy Confucianism and Taoism.

The entire cabin can be heard as a needle drops.

Jiang Chongyang's face turned green and red, but he did not dare to say a word.

The whole world is not the land of the king.

Confucianism and Taoism emphasize the external king and the internal sage.

He is gentle and indifferent to his own people, but he is domineering and iron-blooded towards his enemies.

If you dare to separate yourself from Confucianism and Taoism, Xuanyang Guard will teach you how to be reincarnated.

The Hongcheng Sword Sect is strong, but no matter how strong the cultivation sect is, it must bow before Confucianism and Taoism!

Beside Luo Wuyan, a middle-aged man in his forties waved his hand, telling Jiang Chongyang to step back.

He took a step forward and looked at Han Muye: "This young master is very eloquent."

He raised his hand and cupped it towards the roof of the cabin, and then said: "The scenery of Jinchuan is really extraordinary."

"We practitioners are, after all, people from the mountains and wilderness, and cannot be contaminated by the dust of the world, so we say goodbye."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and flew out from the window sill on the other side.

Luo Wuhuang and others also flew away.

gone.

Rather, he didn't even say a few words to save face.

Jiang Chongyang, who stayed in the attic, gritted his teeth and glanced at Han Muye, but instead of taking the right path, he flew out of the fairy boat.

When these people finished walking, the hall burst into cheers.

A few words made those practitioners bow their heads, and the young master of the Jiang family fled. Such methods are Confucianism and Taoism!

Confucianism and Taoism are not just poems, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Confucianism and Taoism also mean that one word can reach a thousand miles, and one word can defeat thousands of armies!

In the hall, people chanted poems at the top of their voices, and there were many people who shouted that this poem was a hundred times better than before. There were also many people who loudly called Han Muye to meet him and asked him to write a poem.

Cheering for joy and being wild.

Han Muye shook his head and looked at Liao Chen behind him: "I've seen this Jinchuan Fengyue before. Is it almost time to leave?"

Hearing his words, Liao Chen's face showed a strange look: "Brother Han, your Jinchuan romance hasn't started yet."
To be continued...