"I am only upright and upright, and do not change the color of things: reading books to know things, holding pen and ink to understand wrongs; villains are difficult to raise, drive them away; treacherous and sycophant like ghosts, punish them..."
At this point, the nine hundred and ninety-nine words of "Sanli Zhenzhang" were finally written out. Each big character is like a fist, written in cursive style, one continuous piece, and the writing is extremely sloppy. The words are neat and neat, and the strokes are winding. Look.
It doesn't look like a word, but like obscure runes.
The numerous characters cover almost all the walls around the monk's residence - the monk's residence is not high to begin with, and if a person stands and holds up his pen, the writing can almost reach the ceiling.
However, the ceiling, floor, and doors are blank. There is no need to write in these places. The righteousness contained in the words in other places is enough to form a rigorous aura, thus protecting the entire monk's residence.
After Chen Jianchen finished writing the last word of "Sanli Zhenzhang", his soul was severely exhausted and he was so tired that his eyelids drooped and he could no longer open his eyes. His feet went limp and he fell to the ground with a snap.
"Master!"
"Liu Xian!"
At this time, Ying Ning and Xiao Debt, who had returned to the monk's residence, shouted out in unison and rushed over. Each of them quickly supported Chen Jianchen.
- When Chen Jianchen was writing, he fell into a state of forgetfulness about things and himself, and the world of Niwan Palace was fully revealed. As he started writing and writing, the "Sanli Zhenzhang" hung in the center, and the remaining unlit words on the scroll were like electrified street lamps.
, all of them glowed in turn.
One by one, they are like stars emerging in the night.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine words, nine hundred and ninety-nine righteousness, all condensed at this point, it seems to be a matter of course. Haoran's righteousness can eliminate monsters and eliminate evil spirits, and it can also absorb nutrients and improve in the process of eliminating monsters and evil spirits.
Cultivation realm, the two complement each other.
Therefore, if Chen Jianchen wants to quickly improve his righteousness, he must inevitably kill evil spirits everywhere.
When all the words on the scroll were lit up, the brilliance suddenly blended into one, as bright as a flower, shining brightly to the point of dazzling people's eyes.
At this point, only light can be seen, but no words can be seen.
The words are changing!
Transformation, distortion, elimination, like water waves rippling and overflowing, at the end, the scroll concubine slowly rolled up automatically, shrank into a shaft shape, scoffed, disappeared - at the same time, the voice of the past sounded again, reciting aloud
road:
"When I was fifteen, I was determined to learn, and when I was thirty, I was established; when I was forty, I was not confused; when I was fifty, I knew the destiny; when I was sixty, my ears were obedient; when I was seventy, I followed my heart's desires and did not go beyond the rules. Where the destiny belongs, there will be a king, and there will be no king.
But not yet. Now that Qi has come out and died, I have reached the end of my road. I pretended to write the "Sanli Zhenzhang" for one morning..."
This chanting sound continued in Chen Jianchen's mind. At this moment, he was almost out of fuel and just wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep. But he knew that he couldn't sleep now. Once he fell asleep, he would no longer be able to hear clearly what the other person said.
The voice is loud, and the content read aloud should be a wedge or a prequel to the "Sanli Zhenshu". It is very important to introduce the origin of the "Sanli Zhenshu".
So Chen Jianchen gritted his teeth until blood flowed from his lips, causing waves of pain and stimulating his mind to fall into coma at any time.
Ying Ning and Xiao Debun, who were standing next to him, didn't understand why. When they saw him biting his lips, as if enduring immense pain, they were shocked and didn't know what to do. They could only look at Yan Chixia as if they were asking for help.
Yan Chixia said in a deep voice: "You don't need to panic or worry. Liu Xian is probably due to excessive soul loss. Just take a good rest and you'll be fine."
The righteousness and power in the room was overwhelming, he could feel it as soon as he walked in, and was secretly surprised.
Righteousness is not an unfamiliar concept in the world of mortals. There has been talk about it thousands of years ago, and it has always been regarded by Confucians as the most advanced pursuit of self-cultivation.
However, pursuit is pursuit. In the eyes of countless scholars, righteousness is just an illusory goal, almost an imaginary existence. Later, over time, many methods were lost, and many great Confucian scholars classified righteousness into the category of "courage and integrity".
It has fallen into the category. I think that if you are brave and proud, you will have your own righteousness.
This kind of understanding is equivalent to going in another direction. If you are brave and proud, you will not be able to be confused by ghosts and ghosts, and it will be difficult for ghosts and spirits to enter your dreams. It does have extraordinary effects. However, this is only something at the low level of the spirit and has no substance.
Power has great limitations, let alone righteousness.
Therefore, the existence of righteousness has always been relatively nihilistic.
Chen Jianchen has cultivated the legendary righteousness. Not only that, but as time accumulates, his righteousness cultivation continues to make breakthroughs and progress.
This is the unparalleled prospect and advantage.
A few days ago, Chen Jianchen wrote "Song of Righteousness" on the wall, which was righteous and powerful. But tonight he wrote more words and words in the monk's residence, and the momentum was more powerful, which can be described as "majestic".
Looking up at the words on the wall, one stroke after another, the sharp edges are clear, like sharp swords of different shapes. If you look carefully, those sharp swords can move, like flexible tadpoles, coiled and entwined.
Together. As the form swims, it can attract people's mental fluctuations. Then it swims up and down, and swims deeper and deeper. There is a sharp breath coming from the depths, like a sharp blade adding to the physical and mental vibrations. Yan Chixia quickly opened his eyes.
Zi - hanging down, blocking the visual spot
Fortunately, Ying Ning was self-aware at this time, and Nie Xiaoduo also cared about Chen Jianchen, so they did not read the words on the wall. Otherwise, with their cultivation, they would definitely be hurt when they saw those words that were opened and closed.
"It's amazing..."
Yan Chixia secretly exclaimed in his heart. He is knowledgeable and knows that the Buddhism method has reached an extremely advanced level. But if you say "Speak the Dharma", you will have magical power and an unrivaled method. Chanting sutras can reach you.
You will be so lost in your thoughts that you will be driven out of your mind - simply put, those great monks who have cultivated to a very advanced level will just say a word to you without using their hands and you will die.
Of course, in addition to the Shi family, Taoists also have very powerful magical powers. When they reach the realm of immortals, they can kill the enemy with just a thought. As the saying goes: "You will die just by looking at you...".
But Yan Chixia didn't expect that Confucian righteousness would be so sharp.
Chen Jianchen's righteous writing can become supernatural powers..." And it has broken through the limitation of being able to only target ghosts and gods, and has reached a new realm. Is it possible that in the future it will be possible to directly transform and...
An idea flashed through my mind that could not be ignored.
The Kaizhen chapter is established and can be passed on to the fateful morning..."
At this time, the voice in my mind finally subsided, and only the lingering sound remained. The figure of the scholar in Confucian shirt with his back turned appeared very clearly. The right hand held the evil-dispelling pen. The originally empty left hand now had an extra
The scroll looked familiar. It was actually the shrunken "Sanli Zhenzhang", which somehow got into his hands.
Who is this person? Why is he hiding in his own Niwan Palace world and refusing to show it to others?
Chen Jianchen's curiosity reached its peak, and he wanted to shout loudly, but when the words passed through his throat and popped out of his lips, they turned into a strange syllable:
"Well……"
At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was two nervous faces. He reluctantly showed a smile, struggled to turn his head to look at Yan Chixia, and squeezed out a sentence: "Brother Yan
, the rest is all up to you."
Yan Chixia returned the smile and said, "Liu Xian, please rest easy and have a good sleep. Little foxes and little debts, you must remember not to easily read Liu Xian's writing on the wall, even if you go to a certain house."
After saying that, he sat down cross-legged, placed the Yin Yang Cut Dawn Sword horizontally in front of his knees, formed a strange seal with his hands, muttered something, and fell into trance and became motionless in just a moment.
"Niubi, come out quickly and die!"
At this time, the tree demon had already chased outside the courtyard of the monk's residence. It was in the Dharma Realm. Although it had just broken through and its realm was unstable, it had already joined the ranks of thousand-year-old demons and its strength was unparalleled. Two roots were broken by Yan Chixia.
Its heart was bleeding, and it chased after it angrily. It could be seen that the monk's residence was radiating light, and its whole body was gleaming. If you look carefully, you can see that there are countless small swords surrounding it.
Every ray of light emitted is a small shining sword.
These countless small swords, each with a handle no more than the thickness of a hair, were helplessly numerous in number. They were clustered together and formed into a light, protecting the entire monk's residence. Before they even got close, a sharp edge came towards the face and cut the body skin.
Dull pain.
Righteous?
Under the cover of the black robe, the tree demon's eyes shot out two red lights. Although it was unclear what the expression on his face was, the tightly clenched fists betrayed the hatred and resentment he felt at the moment.
There is no coexistence between good and evil, and righteousness is the nemesis of all demons and ghosts in the world, with unparalleled bonus advantages. Although the tree demon has condensed into a Dharma form, it cannot help but be very afraid in the face of such a majestic and powerful righteousness formation. If it is a head-on confrontation
, the tree demon is confident that it can kill the opponent, but it will also cost itself a lot.
The problem is, there is also a Yan Chixia in the monk's house.
After a fierce battle with Chen Jianchen, his vitality would definitely be severely damaged. Facing Yan Chixia in such a state, he would undoubtedly be seeking death. Therefore, the tree demon did not dare to act rashly, but instead called Yan Chixia through words to challenge him.
In response to the call, the tree demon was extremely angry. With a thought, he waved two roots to surround the monk's house. He was ready to use the roots to hit the monk's house. With the momentum of hurting both sides, he wanted to break the righteous sword array of the monk's house.
.
Peng!
The roots roared and whipped down. When the attack reached within ten feet, countless small swords were immediately activated, whizzing, and making a small sound of breaking wind. They all pierced the roots, like rain hitting a banana, instantly killing them.
Roots several feet long pierced the body with numerous holes.
ah!
With the connection between his mind and his mind, the tree demon felt uncomfortable when his roots were pricked. He shouted loudly and was shocked in his heart: Righteousness, how did the scholar's righteousness become so powerful? It was completely different from what it was in Jiangzhou.
The righteous energy was stimulated and the two roots of the tree demon were broken in one fell swoop, but the brilliance surrounding the monk's house suddenly dimmed a lot.
As soon as the tree demon gritted its teeth, it was about to use its last two remaining roots to launch a second wave of attacks. At any cost, it must completely destroy the righteousness protection set up by Chen Jianchen.