Although similar methods have not been seen in the past, the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism naturally has a deterrent effect on demons.
As soon as the soldiers transformed from the Confucian's righteousness approached, the two demons realized that something was wrong, and immediately used their own methods to try to stop the long river of sword rain sweeping from the horizon.
The pig demon roared, and the knotted muscles all over its body bulged, and its dark, thick and long manes were entangled and woven into a natural armor, wrapping its fragile internal organs.
Wherever the sword energy touches, it's like cutting butter with a hot knife. The strong bristles like iron ropes break root by root. When they submerge into the knots of muscles, until the ends are drilled in together, they will be clamped by the muscles and save a piece of hair.
life.
And the snake demon was even more unbearable. Without the abnormal and vigorous vitality of the pig demon, he could only rely on his own flexibility and agility to escape the rain of swords coming from all directions.
The huge body rolled twice on the ground, and a burst of black smoke filled the air. When the smoke cleared, a small black-scaled snake no more than three fingers long suddenly turned into a rainbow light, passing through the air of war, and it was about to face the opposite direction.
retreat rapidly in the direction.
At the same time, he did not forget to shout:
"Wait a minute, I am a disciple of the Imperial Master. If you kill me, Puduci..."
But he had just witnessed the tragedy in front of him. At the end of the village, Chang Wei, who was wearing a wide-sleeved Confucian robe, could not spare him.
He took out a purple bamboo wolf hair from his sleeve. It had not been dipped in any ink, but it had the words "Golden Arms and Iron Horse" written in big characters in front of him.
One is called "disease", the other is called "cutting".
The two characters glowing with golden light suddenly scattered into the sky, catching up with the sword energy that filled the sky earlier.
The sword light originally attached to the back of the snake demon seemed to have swallowed a great tonic in one fell swoop. Thousands of swords, axes and axes merged into one place, but instead, a sound of sharp swords and cries was heard across the horizon.
The next second, the real body of the snake demon suddenly froze, and only a trace of blood oozed out from Qicun and between the eyebrows, and it was no longer alive.
Before he died, the little black-scaled snake still had a look of astonishment in his eyes, as if he was wondering where such a hateful monk suddenly appeared, without even giving him a chance to reveal his identity.
The snake demon here has already been killed, and the pig demon there, who can barely hold on thanks to his rough skin and thick flesh, suddenly feels a darkness above his head.
Fang Yao looked up, only to see a vague figure falling from the sky, gently caressing its head with a palm, and then——
The pig demon, which was still struggling to hold on, was knocked into the ground by a palm that looked as light as a slap on cotton, and every inch of its bones were broken like fine iron.
Seeing that one of the two demons was dead and the other injured, the old man finally relieved the evil spirit in his chest, put down the wolf hair in his hand, and the strange feeling of war and wind and rain around him slowly dissipated.
I just passed through this place with a sincere desire to return to my hometown, and everyone saw a scene of raging flames.
After practicing Confucianism, Chang Wei, who had acquired sharp ears and eyesight, saw the culprits at a glance - the two demons who were still indulging in lust in the village. He immediately became furious and couldn't hold back anymore. He used his magic power to kill the two demons.
The so-called cruelty of being punished without teaching, and the so-called gentlemen who teach without distinction have all been forgotten. The shocking sight in front of him burned away the benevolence, righteousness and morality that the old man had learned in half his life, leaving only one sentence -
Those who are not from our tribe must have different minds!
After venting his rare violence on the two demons, the old man's expression returned to calmness, but he could not hide his despair and hesitation.
After a long time, he spoke in a deep voice:
"You don't talk about the strange power that disturbs the gods. If you listen to the demon monks and bring trouble to the court, this teaching is not strict and the teacher is lazy."
"Everyone is guilty, and I am the one to blame; the emperor is guilty, and his teacher is to blame."
"When the demon is defeated and the river is clear and the sea is clean, I will go back to the fields and spend the rest of my life contributing to the world and spreading knowledge to express my gratitude to the people in the world who unfortunately fell into this difficult situation."
When Chang Wei said this, both Cheng Fengyuan and Ning Caichen were shocked.
Everyone can see how much prestige Chang Wei will have when the demons are removed and the government is supported, and he may even be able to resume his original position as prime minister in the Taizu dynasty.
Although Cheng Fengyuan's thoughts of fighting for fame and fortune have faded away due to the death of his nephew, but he witnessed Chang Wei so decisively giving up the status that was easily obtained. Even though he had nothing to desire, he couldn't help but say something to persuade:
"Why do you need to be like this, Sir? Most of the virtuous people in the court will be harmed by the demon monk. When the demon is defeated and killed, all wastes will rise. It is the time to employ people. If there is no boss as the mainstay, who will have such great prestige to convince the heroes?
"
However, Chang Wei remained unmoved.
"Except for the emperor, no one in this world is irreplaceable. Without this group of old guys like me, there will be new young talents to take the lead."
"I have been working diligently for most of my life, but in the end, what benefit will it bring to my family and country? I have no books, no actions, and no words. How is this different from a scholar who has never passed the examination?"
"Ning Sheng has great talent, a hundred times better than me. He is the real pillar of the country who can shoulder important responsibilities."
Reflecting on his life, Chang Wei looked at Ning Caichen with indescribable appreciation in his eyes.
"A young man with little talent and little knowledge cannot afford to be praised by adults."
Ning Caichen felt ashamed.
My family knows my own affairs, and most of the shocking remarks I make in the eyes of others were gained from conversations with the group leader Fa Hai. There is only one Confucian righteousness formula, which was derived from the chat group.
How can we afford to be called the pillar of China by the old censor?
"Ning Sheng, don't be humble. I have known countless people in my life, and I will never be wrong. What you have is better than countless people in the world. It's a pity that I didn't meet you earlier, otherwise, no matter what, I would have
I will accept you as my disciple and teach you the meaning of the scriptures myself."
He stroked his beard and sighed, Chang Wei had indescribable regret in his eyes.
"If you respect your teacher, how dare your students disobey your orders?"
As soon as Ning Caichen heard that the other party was planning to recruit apprentices, Ning Caichen immediately slapped him with a stick.
He was really moved. He usually studied alone, but when he couldn't do what he could, if he could have such a great scholar to preach and explain his doubts, I don't know how many detours he would make.
"Nonsense, once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. How can I be a villain who steals people's disciples?!"
I thought that Ning Caichen's talent must have come from a famous teacher.
However, the old censor misunderstood Ning Caichen's meaning, thinking that he was just a speculator with no virtue and talent, and the look he cast towards him was unavoidable and cold.
Not knowing that the other party had a misunderstanding, Ning Caichen explained in a dumbfounded way:
"So that the elders know that when the student was a child, his family was poor, and his reading and calligraphy were all taught by his late father. Later, the classics and meanings were also learned in a rural academy, but he did not officially become a disciple."
"I have preconceived ideas, and I can't help you. In this case, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and just worship it. A book of Confucian righteousness is enough. Would you rather accept me as your teacher?"
After listening to Ning Caichen's explanation, Chang Wei didn't realize that he had made an mistake. He couldn't help but blush slightly, but after all, he was still more happy than ashamed, and he immediately said to the scholar.
"Students meet their teachers."
Ning Caichen also ignored the mess on the ground and bowed down decisively.