"Why is there so much noise down there?"
On the top floor of the Wenqu Building, several old people, several middle-aged men and several beautiful young women were sitting on the Taishi chairs.
They were all of extraordinary bearing, either energetic, calm, or unparalleled in beauty.
At the same time, The literary spirit around them, even in the most literary places in Wenqu Tower, is in a state of insignificance, but if you look closely, you will find that every move he makes is vaguely connected to some kind of order.
"Perhaps it was the group of arrogant little guys below who were not convinced by each other and had some fights," a scholar replied with a smile.
Hearing this, another great scholar touched his beard and nodded: "It's better to argue.
Most of them became famous when they were young, and some of them don't know how great the world is.
Although they have learned a lot about book knowledge, few of them can really understand it.
After they argue, we can guide them and get twice the result with half the effort."
"Having said that, it also shows that many people in this building are not well-educated in etiquette.
They should always be vigilant.
It is a bit rude for them to be ignorant of the importance of the occasion."
The person who said this was a middle-aged man.
A young man, he is sitting on a chair with an extremely upright posture and a serious face.
He is obviously not serious about words and expressions.
The order around him is also a bit old-fashioned and rigid.
It is obvious that he is also very stubborn.
"Come on, you think everyone is just like you, an old-fashioned person."
A beautiful young woman sneered.
There was a very thin and colorful light flowing around her body.
Her whole person exuded maternal and tolerant aura, but her words were a bit cold.
She stared at The middle-aged man said coldly: "The Hanlin Literary Society allows for literary competitions and magical powers.
If you have any objections, go and tell the organizer of the first Hanlin Literary Society yourself.
What's the use of saying this now?
If you want to change the convention, what do you think?"
Is this your Confucian school?"
As soon as the young woman said these words, the middle-aged man's face immediately turned very ugly.
Just when he was about to give birth to refute, the oldest old man among the people present spoke up.
The old man's old face was full of wrinkles and his body was a little thin.
He exuded an ancient aura, but his voice was still full of energy: "That's enough.
The Hanlin Literary Society itself does not prohibit literati from fighting.
Since we are willing to come here as referees, , I shouldn’t say too much about these rules, but the literary meeting should be mainly about literature after all.
Master, please let me wait and see which kid is making such a fuss."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at a person sitting in the upper position, surrounded by a faint light, whose face could not be seen clearly.
"Since the old man has spoken, I naturally have no objections."
The owner of Wenqu smiled, stretched out his hand, and a picture scroll condensed, revealing the fighting scene below.
As the master of Wenqu Tower, he can mobilize all the literary spirit in the entire Wenqu Tower.
Here he is sure to compete with the living sages, so the scenes he evolves are naturally perfect.
Not only are the pictures clear, but the artistic conception also simulates the seven or eight point.
"Eh!"
The scholars present were all dedicated to learning.
They immediately saw the extraordinary features of the ruler in Li Haocheng's hand.
They looked at each other and made silent calculations in their hearts.
At the same time, Liu Zhong failed in the end.
Withstanding the pressure, I couldn't help but take action.
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With a wave of the Four Directions Gentleman's Sword, Haoran's aura surged, with righteousness, sincerity, self-cultivation, and family integrity, and waves of Confucianism and Taoism's true meaning surged toward Li Haocheng along with Haoran's literary aura.
But before Liu Zhong's hand stretched out very far, the ruler in Li Haocheng's hand appeared in Liu Zhong's hand regardless of the distance in space.
Liu Zhong made a mistake in his steps, awe-inspiring literary energy surged, and green clouds appeared, holding him back three steps, narrowly avoiding the ruler.
"What a magical move, that kid will lose."
A great scholar sighed earlier, and several great scholars around him nodded.
Although Li Haocheng's ruler is mysterious, he can only hide it when he doesn't use it.
Now that it has been displayed, it cannot be hidden from the eyes of these great scholars.
They all see the essence of this ruler.
In fact, this ruler is Li Haocheng's understanding and analysis of Confucianism.
It is the substantive product of his psychology under the influence of culture and order.
Its core concept is "admonishment", so his ruler itself does not contain anything.
It is lethal, but you must not hide.
If you hide, it means that the other party has not "admitted mistakes" and thus triggered the corresponding Confucian and Taoist order.
The next time the ruler is hit, the ruler will naturally be more severe.
Sure enough, as Liu Zhong hid more and more, the speed of the ruler in Li Haocheng's hand became faster, and it also automatically connected with the order, produced various mysteries, and blocked his literary and magical powers.
"He is worthy of being a self-made person.
He has realized the magical power of his own theory so quickly.
If he keeps going like this, it won't be long before the prototype of the second psychology is completed.
It is really a pity."
A great scholar of Confucianism and Taoism has already Recognizing Li Haocheng's identity, he looked at the ruler dancing faster and faster below and sighed.
Another great scholar also sighed after hearing this: "With admonition as the core, it seems to be etiquette, but in fact, every action is justified.
Then the disciples of the Liu family should have made some mistakes in the first place, but now this little guy Zijing has caught it. , there is no chance of winning, and this kid has hid so many times, I am afraid he will suffer a lot after being hit. " "Pa" the ruler hit Liu Zhong's leg hard.
The severe pain made him frown and almost exhale.
At the same time, after receiving this ruler, the literary energy in Liu Zhong's body seemed to be imprisoned. , difficult to mobilize, with Li Haocheng's movement of waving his sleeves, Liu Zhong was directly "sent" to the side.
After "Cheng Rang" came in, he urged Li Haocheng to use the jade talisman's clear light to bless him.
He felt the vague gaze from above.
After completing the etiquette, he was ready to leave, but he didn't want another person to come on stage.
He cupped his hands and said: " I have seen Brother Liu down there in Gaosong, whose name is Cangsong.
I just observed it for a long time down there, and I don’t know the origin of Brother Liu’s supernatural power.
I wonder if Brother Liu can give me some advice so that I can experience it myself.”
"Everything is welcome."
After Li Haocheng also handed over his hand, the mental ruler appeared again in his palm, and he stood there motionless.
Seeing this, Gao Song stretched out his hand and grabbed it.
The literary energy surged and turned into a book.
He flipped through it casually, tore off a page and threw it away.
The pages turned into black smoke and manifested into a human-shaped black mist.
The black mist had an unclear face and was holding a mist dagger. , the strange thing is that the dagger is obviously made of mist, but the blade is exuding a deep chill.
"Poetry Collection Yi Shui Song" Li Haocheng waved his ruler gently, and the assassin who had escaped into the void was immediately knocked out.
The ruler fell on the human-shaped mist, giving the assassin no chance to dodge or resist, and easily knocked him out.
Scattered, it turned into wisps of smoke and dispersed into the void.
Then Li Haocheng waved the ruler in his hand again.
Seeing this, Gao Song on the opposite side changed his face slightly.
He flipped the book in his hand crazily, and pages flew out, blooming with various colors of brilliance.
There are poems that praise the mountains and create their shadows, some that describe the vast sea and create the shadows of the waves, and some poems that describe the wind, flowers, snow, and moon.
They evolve together to form a small world. , Li Haocheng's ruler fell into it, and he suddenly felt a little repelled.
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"It's interesting to use various poems to complement each other, and then extract the rich literary spirit of Wenqulou, and evolve a small illusory world to resist my ruler.
But the highest state of mind science is that my heart is the universe.
This is true and false. fictitious things, "Taking it out to deal with me is just a trick.
How can a mere illusory thing resist the principles of the world?"
After Li Haocheng snorted coldly, he took back the ruler in his hand and struck it down again.
This time, the illusory little world evolved by Gao Song immediately collapsed.
The ruler in Li Haocheng's hand slid into the gap between heaven and earth, and easily followed the laws of heaven and earth, just like a butcher undressing an ox, unraveling the connection between various poems, and defeated the illusory world with one ruler, and fell on the back of Gao Song's hand.
"Pa" A red scar appeared on the back of Gao Song's hand, and the book in his hand fell to the third place, turning into literary energy.
Gao Song frowned, carefully comprehending the feeling of being beaten just now, and looked at Li with some surprise.
Haocheng, with a gentle voice, said: "Admonition" Li Haocheng smiled and said nothing, cupped his hands and said: "I accept it."
Seeing this, Gao Song bowed in admiration and said, "Thank you for your advice."
After saying that, Gao Song just walked off the stage.
The curious people on the side asked him about the mystery of Li Haocheng's magical power.
He just laughed and said nothing.
He bluntly said that it was useless to say it.
If he wanted to know, he had to go up and understand it himself. .
The rest of the people saw that both Liu Zhong and Gao Song were defeated by Li Haocheng's ruler, but they themselves could not see the essence of the ruler clearly.
They dared to go up and show their shame.
Therefore, no one stopped Li Haocheng from coming down this time, but everyone looked at them.
His eyes were full of fear and admiration
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