At this time, Hang Tianyi suddenly became alert, because he felt that something seemed to be changing here, especially the blowing wind, which was like needles.
However, this sharpness did not hurt anyone, it just made the void make a hissing sound.
Hang Tianyi sensed it carefully, and it seemed that this kind of fluctuation was actually directed at him.
Being targeted, Hang Tianyi couldn't help but complain. He never thought that he would be treated like this in front of Wei Xuan?
At this moment, the indescribable weirdness has completely enveloped Hang Tianyi's body. Invisibly, Hang Tianyi's Haoran Jue unexpectedly spun unexpectedly, and Haoran's true energy resonated with it.
"What's going on?" Hang Tianyi couldn't help but complain. At this time, a dazzling light shone on his body, hazy, shrouding himself in it.
Wei Xuan was also confused. He obviously didn't know what happened.
At this time, the blowing wind was more violent, but when it came to Hang Tianyi's eyes, it became softer, like calm flowing water, with almost no fluctuations.
Not only that, Hang Tianyi also saw that the power condensed in the sky had an indescribable divine dignity.
"Am I really... the European Emperor?" Hang Tianyi felt that what he saw seemed to be of inexplicable use to him.
What are these opportunities that come one after another, if not the European Emperor?
But obviously, this time he was overthinking it. The flowing wind created an inexplicable aura that only resonated with him. There were not many actual benefits.
But Hang Tianyi is still very confused, why is there such a mess in front of him? Why does his Haoran Jue echo the Taoist rhyme here?
Is it because Haoran Jue is a Confucian exercise?
Maybe that's the case, but why does this resonance convey an indescribable desolation?
Hang Tianyi had many doubts. At this time, he felt like he was standing in a hot spring.
That warm feeling had already enveloped him, invisibly seeping into him and blending into his body.
This can also be said to be a great opportunity. Hang Tianyi touched his chin.
At this time, he continued to think, and it seemed that the situation in front of him was entirely because of what he said just now: no sentient beings!
Is this the key to resonance?
But what does all this mean? For a moment, Hang Tianyi really had no idea at all.
No matter, since it resonates, let’s make good use of it.
Hang Tianyi did not deliberately guide him at this time. He just let nature take its course. When the resonant power circulated, he was completely captured by Hang Tianyi, thus condensing it and portraying it into his own Taoist rhyme.
This process seems to be natural, but only Hang Tianyi himself understands that this natural power, if it were not for the Haoran Jue, would not be so comfortable, and would definitely cause a violent impact.
Wei Xuan's thoughts quickly changed. He recalled everything that had just happened, and he was even more confused at the moment.
No sentient beings!
This can have many explanations, but the most intuitive one is that you can’t see it and ignore it!
If this is the case, Hang Tianyi doesn't think it will resonate with the Forest of Steles.
Because everything here was left by the sages and saints of Qingyun Academy, and it has an immortal existence.
If Confucianism did not see all sentient beings, would it still be Confucianism?
For a moment, Wei Xuan was really at a loss.
Perhaps it is not the Confucian sages who do not see sentient beings, but...
Wei Xuan's breathing suddenly became rapid because he thought of something.
Confucianism is like a mirror of this world, which can reflect many things of this time.
If that were the case, Wei Xuan felt that something would really go wrong.
In addition, there can be an explanation for not seeing sentient beings, that is, everything is done for sentient beings, for all sentient beings, and thus standing among all living beings, which means not seeing sentient beings.
To put it bluntly, this means that the authorities are deluded and establish a destiny for all living beings, but do not see all living beings.
If this is the explanation, everything can make sense.
Could it be that Hang Tianyi is really a person who makes a living for all living beings?
Looking back, it seems to make sense, because everything Hang Tianyi has always done is from the perspective of the common people.
Hang Tianyi naturally didn't think as much as Wei Xuan. He just felt that this kind of resonance could promote Haoran Jue, and that was enough!
Of course, he is still complacent about being the European Emperor!
Gradually, the sound became louder and louder, and the flowing light, like a long circling dragon, kept gathering towards Hang Tianyi.
It seemed as if thousands of rivers were converging on Hang Tianyi at this moment. This was really a grand scene where thousands of rivers merged into the sea.
Although it is of great benefit to practice Haoran Jue, it is obviously not that easy to advance. But since then, Hang Tianyi's physical improvement has reached a certain level.
"Good boy, it seems that this world really belongs to you young people!" Wei Xuan sighed secretly. At the same time, he could also see that Hang Tianyi's Haoran Jue was making rapid progress.
Saint Meng is the only saint in Qingyun Academy in the past hundred years. To be honest, Wei Xuan also knows the power of Haoran Jue.
But Wei Xuan also has his own pride, so he will naturally not inherit the legacy of Saint Meng.
You can observe it and use it as a reference for your own way, of course it is ok.
With Wei Xuan's current level of cultivation, there is no need to do anything, but with the flowing charm and strength, he can gain insight into the operation of Haoran Jue, and thus gain understanding!
At this moment, the condensed light had reached its peak strength, and then slowly began to weaken.
When Hang Tianyi entered the Forest of Steles again, how could he have thought that there would be such an opportunity?
Gradually, everything recovered in the Forest of Steles, and Hang Tianyi's understanding of Haoran Jue naturally advanced to a higher level.
He collected himself, looked at Wei Xuan, and asked: "Dean, could it be that the old Confucian scholar broke this stone tablet?"
"This stone tablet is broken, and there are no traces of weapons. The person who took action should be a Confucian saint. Do you think that old Confucian scholar could be a saint?" Wei Xuan said.
Hang Tianyi shook his head: "The aura I could feel at that time was the realm of Zifu. In fact, I never knew what a saint should be like!"
When Wei Xuan heard this, what else could he do besides sighing secretly?
He knows what kind of power a saint has, but he is really not a saint!
"Let's search again and see if there are any other clues left here!" Wei Xuan obviously didn't give up yet.