I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Several people only felt that the literary spirit was gradually rising, starting from the sixth-grade talent, and it continued to grow.

The stronger the literary spirit, the paler the complexions of several people, and the forehead gradually dripped with sweat.

Until the end, the few people only felt that a third-rank scholar was standing in front of them, looking down at them.

"You, who are you..."

The faces of the men in white were pale and bloodless, their thighs were trembling, and their legs were weak. If they were not leaning against the table, they would have been sitting on the ground by now.

Chu He looked at these people with indifference in his eyes.

"Master White Dragon, Chu He."

Hearing the name taboo, the surrounding audience suddenly opened their eyes wide.

Young Master Bailong!

The bearded man's eyes were wide open, staring at Chu He firmly, his eyes were full of respect.

When the people in white heard the name, their pale faces changed suddenly, and they were covered in cold sweat.

Lin Zhennan didn't come, but Lin Zhennan's grandson did.

No, Chu He is scarier than Lin Zhennan!

Even if Lin Zhennan came in person, most of them would not care about a few children, at most they would just blame the big families for their ineffective teaching.

But when Chu He came, it was not just about accountability.

He really dared to cut off hands and feet!

Thinking of the rumors said by the bearded man, several people broke out in cold sweat.

Chu He looked at several people and said lightly.

"I thought that what I did in Nanjun was enough, but I didn't expect that there are so many dogs barking and barking."

"Since that's the case, then I'll teach you a few!"

Chu He's literary spirit burst out, as if suddenly, classical Chinese burst out, and his tongue burst into spring thunder.

"What this member of the Bai family has done here today, in Chu He's opinion, there should be six crimes!"

Chu He looked at the three of them and shouted coldly.

"First, these three people are at least seven-rank talents, but they repeatedly persecute ordinary people and show them by force. It is impolite to want to take action!"

"Secondly, the people of Nanjun are running around for Liangjie Mountain day and night. There are only a million people in the army of Liangjie Mountain, and there are 300,000 people from Nanjun. The war started. These three people are about to go to Liangjie Mountain to become literati. In the army, you should fight as colleagues with people from Nanjun. As a colleague, it is unrighteous to repeatedly insult and even want to suppress your colleagues!"

"Thirdly, these three are disciples of the aristocratic family in the capital. The place where the Dagan Empire was established, the sages have said that the children of the aristocratic family should protect the people of the Li people and not do anything to the people. These three are the children of the capital, but they draw their swords against the people. , this is inhumane!"

"Fourth, the ghost cultivators on the Two Realms Mountain invaded aggressively. Before the three of you went to the Two Realms Mountains, you falsely said that the ghost cultivators were vulnerable, arrogant and arrogant, thinking that ghost cultivators could kill anyone. Such ignorance will only kill your colleagues. It is unwise!"

Chu He uttered one after another in classical Chinese. At first, they wanted to force their mouths to refute, but in the end they suddenly discovered that Chu He's classical Chinese, like the words of a sage, directly penetrated their bodies, shocking their literary spirit one by one. .

At the same time, in the sky, a stream of cultural energy rose with the wind, and the cultural energy between the heaven and the earth was suppressed like a vortex.

Even ordinary people can clearly see visions.

Everyone walked out of the inn and looked at a huge vortex formed in the sky, amazed.

The three men in white kept their heads down and lowered their bodies continuously.

"Fifth, these three people are unrestricted, insulting the name of Nanjun, so that I will be my teacher today. From then on, the Bai family in the capital will be stinking all over the world. They will be massacred and despised by the human race, causing the Bai family to be ashamed. Unfilial!"

Chu He looked at the three of them, with a sword intent in his eyes, and shouted in a cold voice.

"Sixth, Liangjie Mountain ghosts invade every year. There are only a million households in Nanjun, but there are 300,000 soldiers who have been enlisted, and thousands of people are killed and injured every year. It can be said that every family is like this. Nanjun is like this, all to protect our people. , to protect the people of the world, but these three people insulted the millions of corpses on the mountains of the two realms, as a human race, how shameful! Damn it!"

"The capital city is under the protection of the people of Nanjun, but it keeps insulting Nanjun, without a heart of gratitude, how unfaithful and untrustworthy!"

Chu He yelled suddenly, and uttered a sentence in classical Chinese.

"Confucianism and Taoism are based on loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust, and governing the family and the country."

"How can you wait for people who are disloyal, filial, benevolent, righteous, polite, and unbelievable? How can you still be my human heir! How can you still study my Confucianism and Taoism books! How can you continue my Confucianism and Taoism life!"

"These three people, death is not a pity!"

With an order, it attracts the cultural energy of heaven and earth, and suddenly speeds up.

The entire inn is surrounded by vortices.

A majestic aura descended from the sky and entered the bodies of the three.

After that, thousands of breaths spread out, resounding through the entire human race.

After that, everyone in the world has heard the surname of the Bai family in the capital, and knows the faults of the Bai family's children.

No matter who, as long as the people of the Bai family in the capital are mentioned, even if they just think of them in their hearts, they can't help but feel a sense of disgust.

The power of a saint!

On behalf of Tianxingshi!

"No... I don't! I'm not! I'm from the Bai family in Beijing! You can't do this to me!"

Bai Yi raised his head with difficulty, screamed, and suddenly, there was a crisp click.

The two people in white followed closely behind, and there was a slight sound in the body.

The three of them screamed, pressured by the breath, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Chu He's eyes were full of chill, and he looked at the three of them indifferently.

The three finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

"I was wrong! I know I was wrong, please, I don't want to die!"

Chu He said lightly.

"You shouldn't have confessed to me."

Bai Yi shouted.

"I was wrong! I apologize to Nanjun, I shouldn't insult Nanjun's bones, I shouldn't insult Nanjun people! I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

Chu He said in a cold voice.

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it."

With a classical sentence, the vortex slowly disappeared.

The three spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a faint.

Chu He looked at the three of them and shook his head slightly.

The morality of these three people has been completely shattered. If they hadn't admitted their mistakes in time, they might have died on the spot.

But even so, when they wake up, they are no different from ordinary people, only weaker than ordinary people.

After that, no matter how many books I read or write, it is impossible to have a trace of literary spirit.

Chu He exhaled lightly.

The saint's coercion that fell from the sky just now was not only used to suppress these three people, but also many of them entered his body.

Even he has to constantly run his literary energy in order to be able to withstand the coercion of the saint.

At this time, behind Chu He, there was a splash.

Chu He turned his head and saw the bearded man kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes, and shouted loudly.

"Mr. Xie Bailong for rectifying my name in Nanjun!"

Several Nanjun people around him also knelt down and kowtowed to Chu He.

"Mr. Xie Bailong for rectifying my name in Nanjun!"

Chu He shook his head slightly, accepted the gift, stepped forward a few steps, and helped them up.

"You don't have to thank me, that's what I meant."

"It's okay for them to insult Nanjun, but it's absolutely impossible for them to insult Nanjun's soldiers and the corpses on Liangjie Mountain."