Chapter 236 The Power of Confucianism and Taoism
In the palace of the ancient Qinglong Kingdom, Jiang Haowen stood on the pavilion, looking solemnly in the direction of the Zixiao Taoist Sect.
Here you can also clearly hear the sound of the collision of mana, which is like muffled thunder. From the sound, it is not difficult to hear the intensity of the battle.
Jiang Haowen knew that the demon clan was attacking Zixiao Daozong in a large scale. After all, the demon clan army had flown over their Qinglong Ancient Kingdom before, and many people had seen it.
Moreover, his father also went to Zixiao Daozong with all the top experts.
Therefore, Jiang Haowen was very aware of the seriousness of this situation and was a little worried about his father.
He knew that now that the spiritual energy was declining, the world of cultivation was already in chaos, and the relationship between the major cultivation sects was not as good as before. Coupled with the raging demon sect, the cultivation sects were even worse, and their strength was no longer as good as before.
Even the once most glorious Zixiao Dao Sect, its overall strength has been greatly reduced.
The monster clan saw this opportunity and attacked collectively.
This is not a matter for the Zixiao Daozong family, but is related to the safety of the entire human race. If the demon clan wins, the human race will be in darkness.
"I can't just watch like this. Now I also have the strength to fight. If I use the power of the Holy Spirit, I will also be a strong fighter!" Jiang Haowen said in his heart.
Instead of worrying here, it is better to go out and fight in person, and even if you die in battle, you will die well.
Otherwise, if the human race loses, they will die sooner or later.
Thinking of this, Jiang Haowen made up his mind and immediately recited the verses for the saint.
"I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the money I have spent..." "I would rather enjoy
a glass of wine before my death than a thousand years of fame after my death..."
As his voice sounded, the heaven and earth shook, and a golden light instantly fell from the sky and enveloped it. all over his body.
Countless words appeared on the sky, and then gathered around Jiang Haowen.
Countless chanting sounds also began to echo between heaven and earth.
Seeing the shocking scene in mid-air, everyone in the palace was in commotion again, and countless eyes came together.
"It's the third prince!"
"What is the emperor doing?"
"Did he receive the Wenquxing's literary inspiration again?" "It's
possible, maybe the realm has been broken through again!"
Countless princes and princesses were talking about the scene in the distance.
"The roc rises with the wind in one day, and soars ninety thousand miles."
"There will be times when the wind breaks the waves, and the cloud sails are hung directly across the sea..."
As countless golden lights and words gathered together, a huge giant figure quickly formed behind Jiang Haowen. figure of the saint.
Holding a scroll in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, his body is like a mountain, his eyes are like stars, he is surrounded by auspicious energy, covered with golden light, he is elegant and extraordinary, and his breath is like a rainbow.
The moment his figure appeared, the surrounding space rippled like water.
Seeing this scene, the princes and princesses who gathered from all over were shocked. The huge figure really looked like a god.
Surrounded by the power of heaven and earth and the laws of the great road, he seemed to be holding the sun, moon and stars in his hands, and stepping on the vast starry sky under his feet.
Looking at that figure made them awe-struck and unable to resist at all.
However, at this moment, Jiang Haowen's eyes were like lightning, looking towards the place where the loud noise came from in the distance, and he immediately rose into the sky, turned into a golden light, and flew towards the sky.
Only a group of princes were left who were surprised but envious in their hearts.
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In the sky above Zixiao Daozong, some additional personnel sent by the other three major sects joined the battle, giving everyone in Zixiao Daozong, Taidaozong and Wanjian Sect a chance to breathe.
However, these people are not the top combat power of each major sect, so the effect of their joining is not significant and cannot change the situation at all.
At most, it can help Zixiao Daozong delay more time and ease the decline.
However, the demon clan's momentum was rising and they became more and more courageous as they fought. The cultivators on the Zixiao Dao Sect's side consumed a huge amount of energy and their combat power dropped significantly.
It didn't take long for the situation to deteriorate again, and the Zixiao Dao Sect's main peak formation seemed to be almost unable to hold up.
"Master Yehua, when will Master Tianyun come back?"
"It should be soon. Let's hold on a little longer!" "
Great Elder, I'm afraid the mountain-protecting formation won't last long. We can't retreat to the main peak. Let's resist with a large formation together. !"
"Wait a moment, reinforcements from other sects should be arriving soon. We still have hope!" Master Ye Hua said loudly.
He knew very well that even if they retreated to the main peak and defended the formation together, they would not be able to withstand the combined attack of the demon clan.
At that time, the goals of the demon clan and the powerful demons will be clearer. Under their concentrated fire, their combat power will be even more terrifying than now.
It's not as good as what they are doing now, using their flexible movement and body skills to move and pull, distracting their attacks and consuming their strength.
If you retreat into the large formation, it is equivalent to letting the opponent directly launch a perfect wave. You can just use the big move to gather fire and kill them all.
And it doesn’t matter even if the formation is broken.
As long as these top combatants are still alive, there is a chance of dragging on and a possible comeback.
Anyway, what the Black Dragon clan wants is the Green Dragon Bone and the "True Dragon Secret Code". Without the sect leader Tianyunzi, they would never be able to find the location of these two treasures.
"Everyone in the Zixiao Dao Sect must obey my order. Even if they exert their last breath, they must block the demon tribe from the main peak!" Master Ye Hua roared angrily. Although he was scarred, he had no intention of retreating. .
His eyes were determined, and he looked unafraid of death.
But at this moment, a ray of golden light came rushing from a distance, and bursts of chanting sounds suddenly sounded from the sky and the earth.
Even the earth-shattering sound of the fight could not cover up the sound of the recitation, and the sound seemed to have some invisible power, suppressing all the surrounding sounds.
The heaven and earth have righteousness, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds.
Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars.
To others, it is called Haoran, which is so abundant that it blocks the sky.
The imperial road should be Qingyi, Hanhe Tumingting.
When the time comes, we can see each other and draw pictures one by one.
In Qi Taishi bamboo slips, in Jin Dynasty Dong Hu's pen.
In Qin Zhang Liangzhui, in Han Suwu Festival...
As the sound of reciting echoed, all the monks present seemed to feel wisps of awe-inspiring righteousness permeating the sky.
Faintly, tens of thousands of golden lights shone on them, making them feel as if they were surrounded by warmth. They felt that their bodies were full of strength, and even their pain was relieved a lot.
But that awe-inspiring righteousness made all the demon cultivators and monsters present feel very uncomfortable. The magic power in their bodies became sluggish, and even their power seemed to be suppressed.
"What's going on?" Dragon King Ao Ye and the demon kings frowned, a little surprised.
I don’t know what the reciting sound is, and where the strange power comes from.
But there was a commotion from behind soon, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the golden light flying at high speed.
But he saw a huge golden figure flying towards him.
Although the figure is a bit illusory, it is surrounded by auspicious energy, covered with golden light, elegant and extraordinary, and its breath is like a rainbow.
Just like some kind of Dharmakaya, it looks extremely extraordinary.
The moment his figure appeared, the surrounding space rippled like water. "It's the third prince!" A middle-aged man next to Emperor Yu said with surprise on his face.
Emperor Yu was also a little surprised, he didn't expect Jiang Haowen to come.
Although he didn't want his son to be involved in danger, seeing Jiang Haowen's extraordinary momentum and the shadow of an extraordinary saint like a Dharma body shrouded him at this moment, he felt that he might not need to worry about him at all.
Jiang Haowen's arrival stopped the battle for a moment, but it was only for a moment.
"This guy appears out of nowhere, it feels so weird!" said a demon king.
"This recitation sounds really irritating!"
"I will go meet him!" The demon king of the White Peng tribe roared angrily, and instantly transformed into a huge white Peng and rushed towards Jiang Haowen.
Jiang Haowen's eyes were sharp, and the huge phantom of the saint behind him also frowned, and blasted out with his right hand.
The fist tore through the air and roared, like a shooting star, as it faced the charging Bai Peng.
Boom -
the air exploded directly, the air wave rolled out, and the charging Bai Peng was knocked away by this punch.
Although it had just entered the Dao Realm, its physical body was extremely powerful. Unexpectedly, the power of the opponent's Dharma Body punch could actually force it back.
Seeing that his son actually forced the demon king back, Emperor Yu's heart jumped into his throat and he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that his son was so strong.
This Confucianism is indeed illegal.
"Everyone recite the "Song of Righteousness" with me!" Jiang Haowen said loudly, and his voice came out from the mouth of the saint, like a bell ringing throughout the sky above the Zixiao Taoist Sect.
"The heaven and earth have righteousness, and they are mixed and endowed with manifolds."
"Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars..."
As the recitation sounded again, the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth became even more intense.
The monks present could feel it and immediately understood Jiang Haowen's intention, and immediately began to recite along with him.
"There is righteousness in the heaven and earth, and they are all mixed together."
As they recited together, the awe-inspiring righteousness quickly gathered around them, making them feel that their bodies were wrapped in the warm sun, as if the world had become brighter, and their bodies seemed to be gushing out. With a new power, some fear and timidity that enveloped my heart were dispelled.
My heart was suddenly full of fighting spirit, full of self-confidence, and full of strong fighting spirit.
In an instant, the fighting power of the human cultivators seemed to have increased a lot. Even their movements were much faster. Some injured people seemed to have recovered, and the overall morale suddenly increased.
But this kind of awe-inspiring righteousness has a counterproductive effect. While boosting the fighting strength and morale of human monks, it suppresses the power of demons and demonic cultivators.
It made their movements become much slower.
The elder disciples on the main peak of Zixiao Dao Sect also felt the magical effect of "Song of Righteousness".
Everyone also started to recite together. As more and more people recited together, the awe-inspiring righteousness turned into golden light and filled the air.
Like auspicious clouds filling the sky, like sparkling waves, it seems to have formed substantial energy, flowing and surging between heaven and earth.
And as Haoran's righteousness became more and more intense, the cultivators also seemed to have divine help, and their combat power further increased.
The mountain-protecting formation that had been beaten violently and flickered as if it was about to collapse at any moment seemed to become solid and stable.
Feeling this huge change, the morale of the cultivators became even higher.
The monks of the Zixiao Dao Sect worked together to protect the formation with magic power, making the demon clan almost invulnerable.
"Ao Ying, go and deal with that guy with Bai Peng!" Ao Ye pointed at Jiang Haowen who was fighting with Bai Peng.
He knew that it was some kind of magical power used by that guy that brought beneficial effects to the cultivators.
Although they still have the upper hand, this buff also creates a greater obstacle to their offense.
"Yes!" Ao Ying responded and immediately rushed towards Jiang Haowen.
At this time, Jiang Haowen was writing poems to summon heroic spirits with a brush, while Bai Peng was completely suppressed by the shadow of the saint behind him.
This phantom of the saint could not bring out Wei Yi's full strength, so the fight with the demon king Bai Peng was back and forth at this time.
Just as Ao Ying rushed towards him, Xiang Yu's heroic spirit appeared and immediately rushed towards Ao Ying.
However, the heroic spirit summoned by Jiang Haowen was far less powerful than the heroic spirit summoned by Wei Yi, so Xiang Yu was quickly repelled by Ao Ying.
But soon more heroic spirits were summoned one after another and rushed towards Ao Ying.
Wei Yi's phantom of the saint also painted in the air, directly drawing a hammer, and then swung the hammer, using the Guiyuan Hammer Technique, to defeat the demon king Bai Peng.
"Is this the power of Confucianism? It's so strong!" Master Ye Hua, the great elder of Zixiao Dao Sect, marveled in his heart.
He had naturally heard about Jiang Haowen and Confucianism and Taoism. After all, he had also seen the Japanese Wenquxing phenomenon.
So he knew that Jiang Haowen was using the magical power of Confucianism and Taoism at this time.
However, when he saw the shadow of the Confucian and Taoist saint holding a scroll and a brush suddenly swinging a hammer, Master Ye Hua was also a little shocked.
Unexpectedly, this Confucian and Taoist saint swung the hammer even harder!
He beat the white roc so hard that he was unable to fight back, and all the white feathers in his body were blown away.
At this time, without Ao Yingying and Ao Ye joining forces, Master Ye Hua also got a chance to breathe. He was not afraid of facing Ao Ye alone.
Jiang Haowen was surrounded by golden light, and the power of heaven and earth descended from Wenqu Star protected him.
He picked up the brush again and wrote a poem: "The white waves of the West Lake are sparse with leaves, and Yan Hong is entering the Tang Dynasty. Yunfei..." "With the
Heavenly Sword, I can kill the long whale across the sea!"
As the last sentence was written, the sound of recitation rang out from heaven to earth. .
The poem instantly turned into a huge sword light, carrying the power that created the world, and slashed at Ao Ying, who had transformed into the black dragon body and was fighting with the heroic spirits.
Feeling the powerful sword power, Ao Ying's expression changed.
He suddenly exerted force to push back the heroic spirit, and immediately adjusted his posture to resist with the strongest dragon horns. All the mana was also concentrated on his head, and the dragon horns instantly enlarged, like two big hands, blocking the huge sword light.
Boom -
the sword light collapsed and turned into a terrifying energy that rolled out. Although Ao Ying's dragon horn blocked the sword.
But it also consumed a lot of mana.
Soon, the heroic spirits approached again, making it impossible for Ao Ying to get close to Jiang Haowen.
Jiang Haowen picked up his pen again and wrote: "Thunder follows the divine soldiers, and boron knocks the sky. Cutting down grass and trees, and tying canals like dogs and sheep." As these two lines of poems were written, the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the sound of wind and thunder sounded
. , countless dark clouds emerged, with electric snakes scurrying inside them.
Immediately, thousands of thunderbolts were seen crashing down, hitting the demon clan and the demons one after another.
Thousands of thunderbolts fell at the same time, as dense as rain, and they seemed to have eyes. They were aimed at them and they couldn't avoid them even if they wanted to.
Although this thunder is not enough to be feared by those who are at the top of the Divine Transformation Realm and Dao Realm, there are more people from the demon clan and the Demonic Path who have not yet reached the Divine Transformation Realm.
This power of thunder still posed a certain threat to them, so they had to resist it with all their strength.
In this way, it gave the cultivators a chance to breathe and a chance to counterattack.
With the assistance of those ten thousand thunderbolts, the human monks immediately rose up to counterattack, and for a while they actually reversed the situation.
The number of casualties among demon clans and demonic monks surged, and their momentum was once again weakened a lot.
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(End of chapter)