I Turned My Daily Skills Into Divine Ability

Chapter 105 This is Confucianism and Taoism

Hearing Du Shaoling's words, Yu Qingnian's heart beat hard and all the blood in his body boiled.

He desires power more than anyone present and desires to become stronger.

Although he likes reading and poetry.

But being born in the Martial Dao family, he naturally wants to be able to practice Martial Dao like other brothers and have extraordinary power.

If possible, he naturally hopes that he can be both civil and military, hope to bring honor to his mother and become the pride of the Yu family.

Instead of being ridiculed and looked down upon by others, even his father didn't like him.

Even her mother, who had always been strong, had to be gossiped about by those concubines.

However, Du Fuzi's words just now gave him hope again in his already despairing heart.

Although he still cannot practice martial arts, he can turn words and knowledge into extraordinary power.

One day in the future, maybe those guys who despise themselves and look down on literati can take a look.

A scholar's wealth of knowledge can also be turned into a weapon for killing enemies and extraordinary Divine Ability.

But all this beauty made Yu Qingnian wonder if it was just a sweet dream.

When you wake up from the dream, everything returns to reality.

He pinched himself.

It hurts.

But the smile on his face was even brighter.

Looking at the disbelieving expressions on everyone's faces, Du Shaoling said loudly again: "When I heard the news, I felt the same as you, but when I saw Master Wei displaying the Divine Ability, when I saw the pen and ink When I walked into the forest, I realized that everything was true."

Du Shaoling explained what happened that day in detail.

After hearing the scene described by Du Shaoling, everyone couldn't calm down for a long time, and they were shocked and excited.

A wave of hot blood surged through his body.

They never dreamed that one day the knowledge they had learned would turn into extraordinary power.

Even though I am a scholar, I can actually obtain the Divine Ability of subduing demons.

I can’t help but look forward to Wei Yi’s arrival and to witness the miracle with my own eyes.

I also look forward to cultivating the power of pen and ink and possessing extraordinary power.

When Wei Yi came to Qingfeng Academy, the entire playground was very lively.

Everyone's emotions were high, their faces were glowing, and their hearts were filled with enthusiasm, which had already melted away the cold winter.

Seeing Wei Yi's arrival, everyone looked even more excited.

But the look he looked at Wei Yi was one of incomparable reverence and intense heat.

They already admire Wei Yi in their hearts.

Now it is even more known that he has extraordinary power, created the Confucian and Taoist practice system, and also brought them hope to change their lives and destiny.

The gratitude and respect for Wei Yi in my heart could not be greater.

I'm afraid even the sages in the sage temple in the college can no longer compare with Wei Yi.

"Students, see Master Wei!" Everyone bowed in unison, with high emotions, great momentum, and a rainbow-like momentum.

Wei Yi looked at the students below who were bowing to him, and he felt quite excited.

Although there are only thirty people at the moment, the momentum is already amazing.

It must be very spectacular to think about the scene where millions of students will worship themselves together in the future.

It is estimated that that momentum alone is enough to defeat many powerful enemies.

"No courtesy!" Wei Yi stood on the high platform, overlooking the crowd, and said loudly.

He stood tall and straight, and under the sunlight, his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a faint glow.

Coupled with that elegant and handsome appearance, and that transcendent and refined temperament, she really looks like a banished immortal.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Yi, their eyes were hot and they were excited.

Wei Yi didn't hesitate. After all, Du Shaoling had already said everything he needed to say.

So he held the pen in his right hand and began to splash ink in the void in front of him.

Rays of light condensed on the tip of his pen, and words emerged in the void one by one.

The majestic momentum surged out, and the surrounding void seemed to ripple.

This magical scene left everyone dumbfounded and shocked.

The majestic momentum made them stand in awe, and the hairs all over their bodies stood up.

Although they had heard Du Shaoling describe some scenes before.

But when I saw it with my own eyes, I was still shocked and deeply moved.

What Wei Yi wrote was exactly the poem he had specially prepared.

The white waves of the West Lake are sparse with leaves, and Yan Hong begins to enter the Tang Dynasty. Yunfei...

A strong man is angry and heroic.

Ande relied on the sword to cross the sea and cut down the long whale.

As this poem was completed, a chilling air filled the air, making people awe-inspiring.

In a daze, they seemed to see the soldiers marching in the biting cold wind.

They are worthy of the heaven, worthy of the people, and even worthy of the king.

I want to protect my country and my country, and I want to regain the mountains and rivers.

However, the fate did not go as planned and the road ahead was miserable, making their journey difficult.

The oppressive aura seemed to turn into thick black clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

Everyone felt that the sky on the playground was a bit darker.

There seems to be an uncontrollable sadness, anger and unwillingness in my heart.

Ambition is hard to achieve, and there is no way to serve the country.

But just when the dark clouds came over.

A long sword was unsheathed, its momentum was like a rainbow, Opening Heaven Sea Opening, cut through the dark clouds, and suddenly it became clear.

That momentum, between the ups and downs, is like an explosion after accumulating strength, and a counterattack after forbearance.

It makes people feel bold and happy.

Another example is that after the sword was sharpened, it was finally sharp and powerful, and it could kill all the monsters.

This powerful poetry and momentum directly shocked the hearts of everyone present.

It also made them seem to be emotionally inspired and deeply touched.

The heart is beating wildly, the breathing is intensified, but the blood is rushing and the spirit is high.

There seems to be a heroic feeling in his heart, and there seems to be a long sword in his hand.

Go and split the dark clouds of this troubled world and sweep away the traitors.

"Recite with me!" Wei Yi shouted.

Then he said loudly: "With the Heavenly Sword, I can cross the sea and kill the long whale."

"Ande relies on the heavenly sword to cross the sea and kill the long whale."

As a group of students read in unison, the words in the void glowed even brighter.

Waves of unstoppable majestic momentum surged out.

It is like a stormy sea, and like an army of thousands of horses.

Seeing this scene, everyone present, including Du Shaoling, was surprised.

I didn't expect that such a scene would appear during my recitation.

Suddenly my heart surged, and I continued to read loudly along with Wei Yi: "With the Heavenly Sword, I can cross the sea and kill the whale. With the Heavenly Sword, I can cross the sea and kill the whale..."

Along with those shouts, a series of wills condensed.

The poem in front of Wei Yi seemed to arouse the power of heaven and earth, and there seemed to be the sound of wind and thunder between heaven and earth.

He tapped the brush in his hand lightly in the void.

All the words condensed together instantly and turned into a silver sword shadow.

This sword shadow is exactly the same as Wei Yi's Heavenly Sword.

It's just the energy of pen and ink condensed with the power of heaven and earth.

The sword's light is dazzling and its energy is compelling.

At the same time, Wei Yi raised his pen and waved upward, and the sword shadow seemed to turn into thunder, and like a silver Flood Dragon, it shot straight into the sky.

The next second, accompanied by a roaring sound, a silver sword light seemed to streak across the sky.

The sea of ​​clouds that was originally flat in the sky split into two.

It was as if the sea of ​​clouds had been combed with a middle parting.

silence!

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds that had been chopped open in the sky, all the students were dumbfounded, the hair on their bodies stood on end, they were so shocked that they even forgot to breathe.

But after the shock, the blood in his body rushed to his hair, his face flushed, and he looked excited.

At this time, they have truly seen what Confucianism and Taoism practice is and what the power of words is.

Wei Yi just used that poem to turn into a heavenly sword and split the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

Such a magical sight was the only one they had ever seen in their lives.

I am afraid that only the Taoist Immortal has such Divine Ability.

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