Ninth Grade Jailer: In the beginning, he actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult. Chapter 400: The whole city is covered with golden armor.

There will be one or two of them every hundred years, because the base of practitioners is huge. Training in the winter, practicing in the winter, and practicing in the summer will always have some effect. However, scholars all over the world must be enlightened and wise.

This level has killed countless people, so the number is only one million. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Confucianism and Taoism talent of the same level as the sword spirit is as deep as the bone, and the literary spirit is as deep as the bone. It is a rare sight in a thousand years.

I really didn't expect that Li Zian had such top quality.

It was really hard to hide this from him.

Du Yan looked at Wang Yangming with great sadness: "Old Wang, you are not kind."

Wang Yangming said with emotion: "This is the decision of the mountain chief, but now that the mountain chief is not here, I don't know whether Zian's doing this is a blessing or a curse."

Du Yan was also a smart man, and he immediately understood Wang Yangming's worries. He asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid that there will be a big demon king over there in Wan Yao Mountain who will forcefully attack Zian?"

Wang Yangming nodded and said: "If another sub-sage appears in Dayin, the demon barbarians will have a difficult time, so they will definitely kill any signs, even if they violate the oath and rules."

Three hundred years ago, Xu Jingshan, a great writer, had been unknown for decades, but he once shocked the world. He reached a new level every year, and became a first-class Confucian and Taoist sage in ten years. He even moved to Twice Mountain and was located in Wanyao Mountain leading to Shangyang.

On the only way to pass the pass, the demon tribe suffered a lot of blood loss. And he was able to accumulate a lot of experience and become a saint in ten years precisely because he has the foundation of literary spirit.

How can the demon clan allow another sub-sage with profound literary spirit to emerge from the Central Plains?

And Li Nuo's various performances have the potential to become a Yasheng!

"Hey, let's take a step and see."

Du Yan sighed.

"Look, Zian is about to take action. What a terrifying literary force. This is more than us old guys put together..."

Several Lushan teachers who had exhausted their literary power showed their eyes brightly and marveled.

at this time.

Li Nuowen's energy surged extremely fiercely.

After breaking the seal.

The literary blessing of his war poems directly began to fill his literary heart and bones.

He walked towards the barbarian army step by step, with golden lotuses growing under his feet.

At this time, he was actually bathed in the vast literary spirit and the bright Buddha's light!

Everyone was shocked!

The barbarian cavalry exerted great effort to control the war horse, which was so uneasy that it couldn't help but shrink back.

Li Nuo raised his blood-stained Spring and Autumn Pen and clicked verses directly in the air——

"Wait until autumn comes, October 8th!"

"After I bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill you!"

Boom boom boom——

In the void, these two lines of poetry instantly turned into bright golden light, and the literary energy rolled up like a mad dragon.

The chrysanthemums all over the palace fluttered in the wind, and for a moment, like a goddess scattering flowers, golden rain fell from the sky.

The garden is filled with spring scenery and cannot be shut down.

A hundred flowers bloom.

Now, the moment that belongs to it alone as a chrysanthemum has arrived.

On the field, anyone who has studied some poetry knows that Li Nuo was reciting a poem about chrysanthemums.

This caused a slight chill to penetrate everyone's body.

Never before has a poem contained such a meaning of killing!

Chrysanthemum, before the Qin Dynasty, was known as the four gentlemen of flowers together with "plum blossom, bamboo and orchid".

However, at the end of the Qin Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty, Qiu Ju was favored by a great scholar who did not want to become an official, and was endowed with the demeanor of an otherworldly hermit. From then on, Qiu Juhua had the aura of a hermit.

After Dayin took control of the Central Plains, chrysanthemum was not favored by the officialdom.

Because, if anyone who is an official only wants to climb up, who would want to be a hermit?

The palace was filled with chrysanthemums, which was done privately by His Highness Qingyang.

Her mother, the empress of Emperor Jingshun, kept nagging about admiring chrysanthemums before she died of illness.

As a filial daughter, Qingyang naturally tried her best to satisfy her mother's requirements.

Even after the Queen died, she tirelessly sent people to collect chrysanthemum seeds all over the country. After so many years, she finally cultivated chrysanthemums grown in Lingnan.

This kind of chrysanthemum has a longer flowering period, which will last until the end of October or even longer. It will wither when the first heavy snow comes in Chang'an.

The elder in the court didn't like Ju, but he wouldn't say it out loud. After all, this was Qingyang's filial piety, and Dayin used filial piety to rule the world.

However, Li Nuo changed his usual attitude and actually gave Juhua an unwilling will and a monstrous murderous aura!

After my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill you!

As soon as my autumn chrysanthemum blooms, all the flowers will wither!

If the peony is the king of flowers in spring, then in this bleak late autumn, my chrysanthemum is also the king of flowers!

Wang Yangming murmured: "Thanks to Li Zian, his poems are all unique."

He deeply remembered that the "Autumn Poetry" written in the Confucian Sage Pavilion also washed away the desolation of autumn and gave it a heroic feeling.

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Now, although the second half of this poem has not yet been recited, Wang Yangming knows that this poem is definitely a world-shaking war poem!

Li Nuo laughed heartily, using his eclectic brushstrokes to outline a new world with the power of a leaping dragon and a tiger.

"The incense array reaches the sky and penetrates Chang'an,"

"The whole city is covered with golden armor!"

Boom boom boom!

The world is spinning.

Above the setting sun, Wenquxing, who should have been hiding, actually appeared!

"Wenquxing!"

"Look, it's really Wenquxing. Li Zian's poems made Wenquxing move!"

"Wenqu stars move, this is a war poem!"

"Look, the golden light over there at the Holy Temple is dazzling. I'm afraid this literary spirit can directly push Li Zian to the realm of a third-grade scholar, right?"

Wenquxing, one flash, another flash...

After seven consecutive flashes, it disappeared into the depths of the sky again.

The falling stars mixed with the cultural atmosphere of the Confucian Temple, directly covering Li Nuo.

And for a moment, the entire city of Chang'an was filled with a fragrance, a floral fragrance that made people suddenly enlightened, made people clear their temples, and restored their energy, blood, and energy!

The scarred soldiers were obsessed with it and sucked it crazily. When they opened their eyes again, they felt that they were filled with endless strength. Even if they fought for three days and three nights, they would not be exhausted!

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The strong wind blows, and the sky is filled with flying chrysanthemums, which is charming to the eyes.

The barbarians were facing the strong wind that cut like knives, and it was difficult for them to advance even an inch.

This is not over yet...

Every piece of chrysanthemum falling on the warrior turned into a golden armor!

"Golden Armor, look, I have golden armor on me!"

"Me too! Qiu Ju turned into golden armor in Zian's war poem! Haha, Northern Barbarian, come on, I am no longer afraid of the power of your swords!"

The soldiers said with great joy.

Someone who did not believe in evil used a weapon to poke the golden armor on his body, and was shocked to find that the defensive power was so strong that it could not be described as solid as a rock.

The whole city is covered with golden armor.

This is no joke.

Du Yan said with emotion: "It turns out that the previous chrysanthemum poem was a preparation for this one. The two chrysanthemum poems came out at the same time, doubling the literary spirit and power. Li Zian is really a great talent!"

Wang Yangming stroked his beard happily: "Chang'an, we are saved!"

The 30,000 remaining soldiers and generals are now like the God of War reborn.

Wearing golden armor, they charged towards the 200,000 barbarian cavalry under the point of Li Nuo's blade!

Boom boom boom!

Finally we were in close combat again.

But the barbarian elites were unable to resist this group of human warriors who were not afraid of life and death. Their swords slashed at the human warriors, but they could not hurt them at all. Their horses were still restless. The fragrance of chrysanthemums made the humans forget their fear, but against them

For the barbarians, it was poisonous gas, which infinitely amplified their inner fear.

In just half a stick of incense, the barbarian army was in chaos.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Akler tried his best to control his mount, but was still forced back by the overwhelming force.

Although he is a third-grade barbarian, his strength seems a bit weak in the melee of an army of two hundred thousand.

But he was really unwilling to do so.

He abandoned his horse, jumped up, and charged towards Li Zian.

He believed that as long as the leader was eliminated, the human race would return to its original state of being slaughtered by the barbarians.

Li Nuo's war poem is indeed very powerful, but it can't kill a third-grade barbarian.

But looking at Akler rushing towards him, he grinned. He was afraid that Akler would endure it any longer. As long as he quit the palace and regrouped and tried again, he would be the one who failed.

But now, Akler actually rushed forward, which was different.

The literary spirit infused by Confucian Temple and Wenquxing filled Li Nuo's entire body.

Don't forget, with the blessing of the "Ancient Compiled Golden Book", any internal energy in his body can be used universally, as long as there are corresponding exercises.

In other words, although his internal power is exhausted at this time, the literary power that is about to overflow can be instantly transformed into internal power, even Buddhist power, and even true energy!

"Akle, I will behead you today!"

Li Nuo shouted loudly, and a ten-foot-long shadow appeared behind him.

The golden body of Dharma!

This is a blessing that is ten times more powerful!

It takes 20 million Buddha power to open the intermediate Dharma phase golden body, and it will consume 2 million Buddha power every second to maintain it. However, he has broken through the seal now, and his literary and Taoist cultivation has reached the sky in one step, reaching the fourth level of true artistic conception.

At its peak, a full 500 million Wen Qi can be used for transformation.

Immediately, the pagoda knife in his hand swung towards Akler.

"The Art of Drawing the Sword!"

He didn't do any more testing.

He wants to finish his work in one battle.

Boom boom boom!

The literary energy turned into internal force again, and the golden light shined on the pagoda knife.

The sword power of a third-grade martial artist is unstoppable!

This sword seemed to cut the world in half.

Akler's eyes were cracked, the corners of his lips were trembling, and his heart was bleeding.

This guy is really cheating!

Is there any elixir in the world that can instantly restore internal strength?

Even the top level Dahuan Dan and his ilk will take less than half an hour to recover, right?

But this kid is full of life now. Isn't this cheating?

But at this time, he could no longer escape.

He could only grit his teeth and perform the stunt of lowering the box.

The tiger soul is reincarnated!

Tiger Soul Sword] The red blood was red, a wisp of soul rushed out, and more than a thousand barbarian soldiers beside him were sucked into human beings in an instant.

The soul of the tiger soul turned from virtual to real, and its whole body was covered with long amber hair. Its eyes were like blood, and its murderous intent was overwhelming.

The Tiger Soul Sword is a magical weapon made by the great god Chi You by extracting the vertebrae from the red tiger mount. It possesses the heroic soul of the red tiger.

At this time, Akler had no choice but to summon this heroic spirit in order to save his life.

But in a hurry, he could only use the lives of the soldiers as sacrifices.

boom!

Li Nuo's sword, which contained the rolling sound of Buddha, flashed between heaven and earth and disappeared.

The tiger spirit opened its bloody mouth and bit the knife.

However, the stalemate only lasted for two breaths before the tiger spirit turned into blue smoke and dissipated in the wind.

The power of Li Nuo's sword was also greatly reduced. After it hit Akler, it only caused his skin to burst and blood to spatter, but did not cause him any fatal injuries.

The tiger soul is indeed the most powerful monster in ancient times. Although it has been dead for tens of thousands of years, its heroic spirit is still there. At this critical moment, it really saved Akler's life.

Pfft.

Akler spurted out a mouthful of semen and blood.

Then he fell from the sky.

But he turned over, snatched a horse, and fled immediately.

Of course, Li Nuo also exhausted all his energy.

In fact, if Akler could turn around and kill Li Nuo at this time, he would have a great chance, but he did not want to fight Li Nuo desperately. This kid is cheating. What if he still has a trump card?

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

Akler lost his courage and naturally did not dare to risk his own life.

The top priority is to withdraw first, gather the troops, and regroup.

Watching the barbarian cavalry recede like a tide, Li Nuo stood motionless like a god of war, the setting sun leaving an intoxicating color on his face.

However, Li Nuo secretly complained in his heart.

Damn.

Too much force.

My whole body ached and my hand was broken.

Why is this big black bull so ignorant? Come and help him quickly.

Li Nuo winked at the big black bull.

Da Hei Niu, who was usually very sensible, was a little confused at this time.

Sir, what does this mean?

Do you want to lead the soldiers in pursuit?

Um.

It's better to chase the poor bandits bravely!

Hehe, luckily I also read some books on weekdays.

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So the big black bull raised his heavy sword and said: "Everyone, the barbarian cavalry has become frightened. Please follow me in pursuit!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The generals chased him excitedly.

Well, while the golden armor is still there, why not kill it now and keep it for the New Year?

Soon, 30,000 people rushed out of the imperial city, chasing the fleeing barbarian army.

Wan Yangming and Du Yan came together and helped Li Nuo up, one on the left and the other on the right: "You're out of strength now. Let's help you go over and sit down."

"Ahem, thank you two teachers."

Li Nuo said awkwardly.

"From now on, you will be our God of War in Dayin."

Du Yan said with emotion.

"Hey, now I'm the strong one, and now it's up to the princess."

Li Nuodao.

His promise to Qingyang was finally fulfilled.

Wang Yangming said seriously: "Remember to write down those two poems of yours later, um, on fifty-year-old paper."

Du Yan understood it and hurriedly agreed: "Yeah, you can choose the title of the poem yourself, but the subtitle of the poem, hehehehe..."

This time Jian Yuyan is not here, so no one will snatch it, right?

Li Nuo gave Wen Dao a bad start.

Nowadays, whenever scholars compose poems, they are forced to write the title and subtitle of the poem, as if this will make the poem famous throughout the ages.

Li Nuo said helplessly: "Teacher, if you have any medicine over there, hurry up and get it. My Confucianism and Taoism have been exposed. I'm afraid I will have to face the demon world tomorrow."

Wang Yangming said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot about this. Brother Du, we will escort Li Nuo to the Confucian Temple immediately. With the blessing of the Confucian Temple, Zian's threat should be smaller."

Li Nuo's literary energy is surging, but his literary cultivation has only improved a level, and he is now at the fourth level of true artistic conception.

If you want to go further, your literary power is enough, but there is still one thing missing.

Confucianism and Taoism are very interesting.

To advance from the fifth level to the fourth level, you need to write a war poem.

And to advance from the fourth rank to the third rank, one must write a book or make great meritorious deeds and become a great scholar in the world!

Ren Tianxing made a great wish to create a world of great harmony. This is both a promise and a great merit. Once successful, he will become a unique third-grade Confucian and Taoist scholar.
Chapter completed!