Those who are not strong enough will give up in the middle way.
This is a sentence Confucius taught Ran Qiu, advising Ran Qiu to persist in himself and not to be complacent.
Therefore, when facing the old man's thoughts, he found that every word he wrote was shining brightly, pointing directly at the soul and causing torture.
Can you hold on?
Almost subconsciously, the Confucian leader with a square face and awe-inspiring temperament unsheathed Tai'a on his waist and displayed the Holy King's Sword Technique that he had learned all his life.
The sword Tai'a ranks second in the world in terms of swordsmanship, second only to Tianwen.
The swordsmanship of the sage king, the inner sage and the outer king, the inner sage cultivating one's moral character, and the outer king's ability to regulate the family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world are the highest realms pursued by Confucianism.
The sword united with the heart, and the law united with the Tao. At this moment, the brilliant sword light was slashed out, and the golden characters in the void disappeared one after another.
However, the golden light disappeared quickly and was born even faster. The tip of the old man's pen hung motionless in the void, and the big characters rotated and washed away.
Fu Nian's expression quickly changed.
Because if he continues like this, he will soon run out of energy and become exhausted.
Give up on the middle ground!
"Brother, let me help you!"
Yan Lu, who was standing on one side, stepped forward to help.
His method of sitting and forgetting the mind is derived from understanding the essence of Taoism, which involves converging the body, leaving the body to understand, and when it encounters weakness, it becomes weak, and when it encounters strength, it becomes strong.
Fu Nian specializes in attack and Yan Lu specializes in defense. The two heroes of Qi and Lu work together like a natural without any weaknesses.
Unfortunately it's still useless.
The golden characters were overwhelming, gathering more and more, creating a vast power that filled the heaven and the earth.
The huge momentum, elaborating the word "power" to the extreme, was so overwhelming that the entire Six Arts Hall was crumbling and about to collapse.
Everyone in the Confucian family looked pale, and some of the weak-minded disciples almost cried.
This old man came to the door for no reason, he was so powerful and terrifying. Could it be that the Confucian family is in danger of being exterminated today?
Among the disciples, there was only one young man whose eyes were calm and he looked at the old man without blinking.
The next moment, he jumped out.
"Zhang Liang! Back off!"
During Fu Nian's busy schedule, he also focused on taking care of his disciples. When he saw that this junior fellow apprentice, who had only been a disciple for less than a few months, was about to join the battle, he immediately shouted to stop him.
"Senior brother, I also want to ask my senior for some advice!"
Zhang Liang smiled warmly, but did not draw his sword. Instead, his figure changed, drawing an extremely mysterious trajectory in the air, and actually passed directly through the gap in the golden characters.
"Um?"
Fu Nian and Yan Lu were both shocked.
As the leaders of Confucianism, the two of them joined forces to fight against the enemy. How could they not know that the old man's methods were astonishing, and the golden characters were spread out everywhere without any omissions.
But Zhang Liang cut into the gap very accurately. His figure was light and smooth, flowing like clouds and water, and there was a faint sound of the chirping of Luan birds.
"Could it be?"
Fu Nian and Yan Lu's minds were moved, and they saw the old man's pen tip suddenly trembling while the Luan bird was chirping, and the creation of the golden characters suddenly slowed down. Then Zhang Liang turned sideways and made a posture with a bow and an arrow, either firing continuously or firing arrows.
After accumulating strength, several sharp arrows of white light flew through the air.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sharp arrow seemed to be transformed by sword energy, and like a mighty righteous energy, it had already hit the golden character between the lightning and flint.
Strange to say, the golden characters scattered like ice and snow under this arrow.
The old man put away his pen.
There was finally silence in the Six Arts Hall.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior. Today I know the six arts of Confucianism and can turn them into practical skills!"
Fu Nian's eyes flashed with strange light, and he raised his hands in salute.
Li, music, shooting, imperial, calligraphy, and number. Li means etiquette, music means music, shooting means bow and arrow shooting, Yu means driving a carriage, Shu means calligraphy, and the last number means number theory.
These are the six skills that Confucian disciples should master, but they are only basic skills.
Who would have thought that the old man would forget about the Holy King and destroy them all just by using the art of calligraphy.
Just because it is just one of the books, there are six methods——
Pictogram, refers to things, understands meaning, pictogram, transfers notes, and borrows!
The fonts of this era were precisely pictographs. Pictographs, meanings, meanings, and pictographs were all ways of creating characters. Only transliteration and borrowing were methods of literacy.
The inheritance of ideas all relies on words, and nature is wonderful. As soon as the tip of the pen condenses, infinite power is born, and the Heart Sutra of swordsmanship is reduced to inferior quality.
Zhang Liang, on the other hand, has a clear view of the spectators, and uses the skills of control and shooting to defeat the six skills.
There are five methods of imperial control: singing and luan, chasing the water song, crossing the king's watch, dancing to the qu (qu) and chasing the bird to the left.
What Zhang Liang had just demonstrated was dancing the crossroads and singing the luan, driving freely through the narrow passage, matching the sound of the luan when driving, chasing birds to the left, and chasing the animals from the left when hunting.
Riding and shooting are not divided into different families. Since there is riding, there will naturally be shooting.
Shooting is also divided into five methods: Bai Ya, Shen Lian, Yan Zhu, Xiang Chi, and Jing Yi.
White arrows refer to arrows piercing the target, and the arrowheads are white, aiming for accuracy and power; Shenlian refers to a series of arrows, just like the chain of beads; Yan focuses on speed; Xiangchi is an important instrument for monarchs and ministers; Jingyi means that the four arrows are continuous and hit the target.
It is the most powerful move and difficult to master.
Zhang Liang knew it clearly, and through the old man's test, Fu Nian and Yan Lu also had a deep understanding.
"Strange, could this person really be a Confucian senior, here to give me advice?"
Gongsun Linglong was amazed when he saw it.
If this old man really uses the Six Arts of Confucianism to test the school of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, it is equivalent to the master and apprentice giving tricks to help him greatly improve his strength.
But his behavior is a bit weird no matter how you look at it.
"It's not that simple. If no one in the Confucian family can decipher what he said, it will be the end of the family."
Gongsun Long's eyes were extremely solemn and he said slowly: "And this person's target is not these juniors, I'm afraid it is..."
Sure enough, the old man looked past Fu Nian and looked at the seclusion behind the Little Sage Village. He stretched out his hands and white energy began to surge.
In the misty clouds, bells, pans, harps, pipes, flutes, and drums, each musical instrument appeared and played.
The music is divided into six types, the earliest one is "Yunmen Dajuan", "Xianchi" was written in Yao's time, "Da Shao" was written in Shun's time, "Da Xia" was written in Yu's time, "Da Yi (hu)" was written in Shang's time, and "Da Shao" was written in Shun's time.
There was "Dawu" at that time.
These music and dances are used in major sacrificial activities to worship the gods of heaven and earth, the four directions, the mountains and rivers, and the ancestors. At this time, the white clouds are transformed, the dragons and phoenixes are dancing, and the ancient poems are recited, which together form a powerful music.
To welcome someone's arrival.
"Uncle Master!"
Ever since, under Fu Nianyan Lu's gaze, an old man with the same high crown and ancient clothes, with a clear and handsome spirit, slowly came over. His aura continued to rise and became stronger and stronger.
Confucian master, Master Xun!
"Good! You are worthy of being called a son!"
During his birthday, Gu Cheng showed his sincere joy.
He has absorbed the strategist, Yin Yang family, Mohist family, military family, medical family, miscellaneous family, farmer family, and the seven major families. The foundation has been laid. The next five families to pursue are the stronger the better.
Therefore, using the Golden Bridge of Heaven and Earth is to use the Six Arts of the Master World to enhance the power of Confucianism in this world.
The son is called a saint, and they are all the strongest in the field they study. In today's late Warring States period, there are only two people who can be called sons——
Xunzi and Han Feizi!
How fortunate that Xunzi personally verified the Confucian Way!
At this moment, Gu Cheng's commanding spirit bowed and bowed.