Feeling the calm and peaceful aura around Mo Yun, Lu Changqing murmured softly under the ring.
"The awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism."
This is the unique power of Confucian monks. It is also transformed from spiritual power and can be understood as the source power of traditional warriors.
But with a glance at Yuanli, it is very difficult for Confucian monks to transform their spiritual power into Haoran righteousness.
It is even more difficult than transforming spiritual power into source power.
Because the transformation of Haoran Zhengqi is entirely dependent on oneself, and the outside world cannot provide any help at all, unlike Yuanli.
Secondly, the formation of Haoran's righteousness depends not only on your cultivation, but also on your state of mind.
Looking at the entire Imperial Dynasty, there are many Confucian monks, but there are not many people who can possess awe-inspiring righteousness.
Not to mention someone as old as Mo Yun.
To be able to possess such awe-inspiring righteousness at this age, Mo Yun's talent is definitely heaven-defying.
Moreover, even the prime minister of the current dynasty once said that Mo Yun was a saint born for Confucianism, but it was a pity that he was not his own child.
The prime minister once wanted to accept Mo Yun as his disciple, but unfortunately he refused.
The reason is also very simple. Mo Yun said that he would not just learn the words of one family. He would read the books of hundreds of schools of thought, take the essence of them, and create his own Confucianism.
Even the prime minister praised him repeatedly when he heard these words.
But now, Mo Yun, who burst out with great righteousness, seemed as if the whole world was guarding him.
Xiao Yao, standing in front of him, had an interesting expression.
"Actually, I have been curious about it ever since I heard about Confucianism and Taoism."
"There is also Confucianism and Taoism in thousands of great worlds, but it is a pity that the development is too poor. At best, it can only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, strengthen the body, and prolong life."
"I remember that when I was a child, I once visited a country. It was a small country. It couldn't even compete for hegemony on a continent."
"In that country, there is a saying that is said to be a scholar who is useless."
"Because in the eyes of everyone, the scholar cannot bear the weight of his shoulders or lift his hands. He can only hold books from sages and scold those in power, so they all think that the scholar is useless."
"But at that time, I was thinking, these scholars do have spiritual power fluctuations, but why can't they become stronger?"
"I found the answer in Huangtian Dynasty, the law."
"The key to a scholar becoming stronger is not the improvement of cultivation and the accumulation of spiritual power, but the understanding of the laws."
Xiao Yao said slowly, and upon hearing this, Mo Yun chuckled.
"I didn't expect that you, a sword cultivator, would be interested in Confucianism and Taoism."
"Humans, there are always things they are naturally fond of. I was born in a family of swordsmen. My father practiced swordsmanship, so I naturally learned to practice swordsmanship. This is a matter of choice. However, my swordsmanship is slightly different from ordinary swordsmanship."
As he said that, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Xiao Yao's body.
It started as spiritual power and then quickly transformed.
All along, Xiao Yao always used spiritual power when fighting, as if he had never used source power, or had not converted spiritual power into source power.
I never cared about it before, after all, even with spiritual power, Xiao Yao can defeat his opponent.
At this moment, Xiao Yao released his true aura for the first time, and that was...
"Haoran is upright?"
Lu Changqing's expression changed, not only him, but also Mo Yun. Xiao Yao actually showed such righteousness, how could this be possible.
This is an exclusive aura that only Confucians can have, but how could Xiao Yao have it? Isn't he a sword cultivator
But soon, Mo Yun discovered the difference, because Mo Yun's awe-inspiring righteousness also contained a pure sword energy.
"What is this? There is sword energy inside Haoran's righteous energy?"
Although Mo Yun was a little stupid, he had never seen such an aura before, but Xiao Yao explained patiently.
"I said, I don't have a choice to become a swordsman, but I have loved reading since I was a child, so my swordsmanship is very different from other swordsmanship."
"Other swordsmen pursue the ultimate sharpness, but my swordsmanship is more Confucian and Taoist, neutral, peaceful, upright, and indifferent."
"So I don't know when, there have been some very strange changes in my sword energy. Now it seems that it is the so-called Haoran righteousness."
"And I always call it scholar's sword energy."
After hearing Xiao Yao's explanation, Mo Yun's frown slowly relaxed, and then he couldn't help but laugh.
"Scholar swordsmanship? Is sword cultivation a good combination of Confucianism and Taoism? Interesting, interesting. I really didn't expect that there are people like you in the world."
"Did he create an unprecedented new martial art?"
Xiao Yao's move is equivalent to creating a new martial arts. This is not something that can be done with talent. If you want to achieve this step, the difficulties involved are absolutely unimaginable.
At least if you let Xiao Lao come, he will definitely not be able to do this.
Looking at Xiao Yao with admiration, Mo Yun couldn't help but admire him.
"I thought you were the weakest among them, but I didn't expect that you are the strongest one. It seems that I am not very lucky this time."
"I took the initiative to take action."
"Yeah?"
"good."
"Then do it."
What the two people said on the ring, Xiao Lao below didn't understand much, but he just felt Xiao Yao's breath, which surprised him and also a little bit disgusting at the same time.
"Brother actually hid it from me."
It was the first time for him to see Xiao Yao in such a state. When he thought that Xiao Yao was hiding it from himself, Xiao Lao suddenly became a little unhappy. We are brothers, and I will tell you everything, you As the eldest brother, you actually want to hide this from me
In fact, it's not Xiao Yao's fault. He couldn't hide it from Xiao Lao. This guy was too nervous and he never noticed anything wrong in the past.
And Xiao Yao was too lazy to take the initiative to reveal these things, so Xiao Lao naturally didn't know.
Otherwise, according to the relationship between the two of them, since they are brothers, how could they not even know this
At this time, this was no chance for Xiao Lao to complain. On the stage, Xiao Yao and Mo Yun had already taken action.
Mo Yun held a writing brush and pointed it towards the void. An ink-colored light flew out and headed straight for Xiao Yao.
He murmured softly.
"speed."
According to the law of speed, in an instant, the speed of the ink-colored light suddenly increased. Even Xiao Lao and others were shocked when they saw it, such a fast attack speed.
In response, Xiao Yao raised his sword to the crossbar, and a light barrier suddenly appeared in front of him.
There is sword energy in this layer of light, and there is also a strong power of law, and Xiao Yao also whispered in his mouth.
"Royal."
According to the law of defense, the defensive ability of the light shield was instantly increased. The ink-colored light bombarded the light shield, but it had no effect and was quickly shattered.
Both of them exerted the power of law.
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