Journey to the West: Confucian Supreme

Chapter 2: The Ancient Knife in the Chest

Bai Ziyun learned from the information just now that the reason why he was able to successfully possess just now was because the original owner of this body had just died in bed.

Bai Ziyun is not willing to owe anyone a penny, and it is also due to avenge the original owner.

“Since I use your body, I will avenge you, so go with confidence.”

As soon as Bai Ziyun’s words fell, a gray qi came out of his body.

This gray qi is the obsession of the original owner, Bai Ziyun made a vow with the honor of the Great Confucian, heaven and earth as evidence, the original owner’s obsession was completely eliminated, and Bai Ziyun’s soul was completely integrated with the body.

“Eh, although it is already in the realm of Great Confucianism, I still don’t know how to exert my cultivation, otherwise I will be beaten miserably if I don’t take revenge.” Bai Ziyun hurriedly searched for the information in his mind.

A book around Xuanhuang Qi automatically appeared in Bai Ziyun’s mind, and the book automatically turned the pages, and Bai Ziyun browsed with his mind, looking at ten lines at a glance.

It turned out that this was the book he brought, but this book only left the setting and magic weapon of Xiuwen, and the rest of the plot completely disappeared.

This book was blessed by Xuanhuang Erqi and became a symbol of literary cultivation, which can be used as a treasure for Daoist system to suppress qi luck, if it is in the flood period, this book can be said to be Bai Ziyun’s innate companion treasure!

“Sure enough, as in the Confucian Most Holy Spirit, literary cultivation can hook the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by familiarizing themselves with and creating poems full of talent, and the stronger their own talent, the stronger the power of heaven and earth.”

“And different poems can also show different powers, so aren’t those poems I brought with me…”

Bai Ziyun saw his beautiful prospects, in the original history of the Celestial Empire those ancient poems, even children can chant a few words, but here, only Bai Ziyun mastered.

Bai Ziyun rubbed his hands, and couldn’t wait to try the Great Ru Mighty.

As a great Confucian, there will be a unique power storage of talent qi in the body, and Bai Ziyun will put his perception to the maximum and examine it carefully.

“Huh, is this it?” Bai Ziyun found that at his dantian, a small milky white vortex formed at some point. The milky white energy circulating in this small whirlpool is talent.

Bai Ziyun only felt that the massive amount of talent in his body was about to move, but he lacked a little introduction and could not command it like an arm.

According to the treasure book, at this time, poetry is needed to guide talent, if talent is a soldier, then poetry is a general, and now Bai Ziyun just has the strong talent of the Great Confucian realm, and has a poetry that has been passed down through the ages to be a good general.

Now Bai Ziyun only needs to choose a poem, he can exert the power of talent, but he is a little entangled, he has too many poems, but he suddenly doesn’t know which one to choose.

“Haha, just choose you.” Bai Ziyun chose a poem that he had read and was quite impressed.

Bai Ziyun closed his eyes, felt this poem, and then opened his eyes, shining, and opened his mouth to chant.

“Sunrise Fuso is one jo tall.”

The talent vortex in the body seemed to be the army that heard the general’s order, acting according to the order.

“Everything in the world is as fine as a hair.” Talent changes with poetry, and Bai Ziyun’s talent, according to the poetic imagery, has a sense of vicissitudes.

“The wild man saw the grievances angrily, and wore the ancient knife in his chest.”

As soon as these two sentences came out, the talent that had been suppressed for a long time gushed out.

A blatant and fearless, uneven aura turned into a sky-rushing knife qi, breaking through the clouds and piercing the sky, and the Heavenly Dao also felt this unjust qi and resonated with it.

As soon as this poem came out, it seemed that there was really a hero with a knife, his eyes were wide with anger, even if he damaged himself, he had to cut off the unjust things around him.

This poem was written by Liu Cha in the Tang Dynasty, because of Ren’s chivalrous spirit, it was disliked by Confucian scholars, but this did not prevent this from being a good poem, this kind of uneven road, drawing the sword, Bai Ziyun liked it very much.

The poem has become a reality, and Bai Ziyun feels that as long as he thinks about it, the sword qi in the poem will turn into substance, splitting everything that stands in front of him.

After verifying the means of cultivation, Bai Ziyun took a long breath, collected his talent, and the fluctuations around him suddenly calmed down.

Bai Ziyun knew from his memory that this body had both parents died, and he finally entered the local sect to practice the Dao with his talent.

Unexpectedly, the senior brother of the same door inexplicably looked at this poor sour boy unpleasantly, and provoked him three and four times, until the latest time, he was beaten to bed, and he died in bed, and the senior brother of the same door did nothing because of the power in the family.

After Bai Ziyun saw what happened to the original owner of the body, his heart was full of anger, a poor boy, just because he was honest, he was always bullied, even if he asked the sect to be the master, the master was only protecting the disciple with a powerful background, in exchange, it was a more intensified bullying.

Until they couldn’t bear to resist once, a group of peers were angry that the poor boys who had been bullying dared to resist, and they all started together, and directly beat them to death, these people were just enjoying the feeling of bullying.

“In the future, whoever tells me that if a slap doesn’t make a sound, I will beat him to death, some people, by nature, take pleasure in bullying others, just right, today I will abuse these people for pleasure.”

Bai Ziyun’s expression became sinister.

“Hehe, this ancient knife in my chest today seems to be going to be cut on these people.” The chivalrous poem just now stirred in Bai Ziyun’s chest, and Bai Ziyun turned into a long rainbow, heading towards the outside of the city, and went away.

At this time, an old man sitting in a secret room in the city suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked: “Where is the old monster, the breath leaks and disappears in an instant, coupled with today’s vision of heaven and earth, I am afraid that the country of Chu will have many things from now on.” ”

Thousands of miles outside the city, on a steep mountain ~ peak, stands the local Taoist sect that has been passed down for thousands of years – Yunxian Gate.

This place is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, which is both a natural wonder and a large array of guardians, and no one can break in without the guidance of the people in the door.

And today, a young figure, breaking through the clouds and mist, galloped.

This person was Bai Ziyun, who stood in the clouds, looking at the sect at his feet with an uncertain smile on his face.

He said to himself, “How do I get started?” Forget it, since they like violence, I’ll be violent. ”

As soon as the words fell, Bai Ziyun raised his hands, and the qi in his body quickly accumulated in his hands, and suddenly slammed down.

A layer of film flashed above the Yunxian Gate in the clouds, but it couldn’t stop the talent at all, and it shattered.

Finally, when the talent qi was about to smash the Yunxian Gate, a large array that covered the entire Yunxianmen Mountain ~ peak suddenly appeared, and the large array flashed with golden lines, and Sheng Sheng withstood the impact of talent qi and consumed the power of talent qi, but it also shattered into a little golden light chip, but the aftermath of the impact spread out and swept away the surrounding buildings.

With this blow, Bai Ziyun did not use any poetic power, but simply relied on the shocking talent of the Great Confucian realm, and smashed the two great arrays of the Yunxian Gate one after another!