Everyone in Dayan was a little confused.
Dean Bai’s direct disciples and the successors of Confucianism and Taoism, they all know about it.
When Dean Bai accepted a disciple, he released the news.
After all, the cultural spirit of Dayan has revived, and Confucianism and Taoism can be practiced. All talented people in the world can practice them. This is good news.
The young man in front of him is not only a talented scholar in Dayan, but also the most trusted young minister of His Majesty, and this year's top scholar.
Of course they know each other.
But no matter how talented this boy is, he has only practiced Confucianism and Taoism for more than a year. How can he be qualified to go on stage to compete
And what did he mean when he said that cultivation can be high or low and can be done as one pleases
Can the level of cultivation be changed at will
Zhuang Zhiyan could not help but say, "Mr. Luo, you have just started practicing Confucianism. I am afraid you are still a Confucian student. This competition is not a joke, let alone a poetry contest. If you are not careful, you will lose your life. You are a civil official of Da Yan, and you are the new champion who has won three first prizes in a row this year. You can't just go up there casually. You'd better watch carefully from the bottom of the stage."
Master Ning Yuan, the abbot of Jinchan Temple, also clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Master Luo should serve the country with his literary talent. As for these rough tasks, let us take charge."
Others also started to persuade.
But strangely, Dean Bai and Her Majesty the Queen did not say anything at this time.
At this time, the abbot of Qingyun Temple, Taoist Yunshang, suddenly said, "Since he is the direct disciple of Dean Bai, he must have some strength. Let Master Luo go up and give it a try."
He naturally knew the boy's other identity.
When others heard him say this, they looked at him in surprise.
Luo Ling couldn't help but ask, "Master Yunshang, do you know his strength?"
Taoist Yunshang smiled slightly and said, "I just believe in Dean Bai. You all tried to persuade him, but Dean Bai, as Mr. Luo's teacher, said nothing. Aren't you surprised?"
After these words were spoken, everyone came to their senses and immediately looked at the elegant middle-aged man standing nearby.
Bai Yishan smiled bitterly, not knowing how to explain, so he could only say: "Since Qingzhou has the courage, let him go up and give it a try. At worst... well, just admit defeat."
Ma Chenzi from the Huashan Sect immediately said, "Dean Bai, the people on the other side are from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect. We from Da Yan just killed one of their disciples. How could they possibly show mercy? If the difference in cultivation is too great, they may not have time to admit defeat."
At this time, Nangong Huoyue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Let him go up and try. It's time to show everyone the revival of Confucianism in Great Yan."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
He suddenly asked, "By the way, sir, how are the realms of Confucianism and Taoism divided?"
Everyone: “???”
You are about to go on stage to compete, but you don’t even know the level of Confucianism and Taoism you have cultivated
Bai Yishan paused for a moment and said, "Confucian scholar, Confucian teacher, great Confucian scholar, semi-sage, sub-sage, Confucian sage."
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Sir, the last time you broke through, you reached the semi-saint realm, which is equivalent to the late stage of Guiyi, right?"
Bai Yishan nodded and said, "Yes, but there will be some differences."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Then what realm in Confucianism and Taoism is the realm of the middle stage of the Grand Master equivalent to?"
Bai Yishan thought for a moment and said, "Late Confucian Master, probably. But late Confucian Masters are generally stronger than mid-stage Grandmasters. It depends on the practice. In fact, Confucianism and the realm of soul cultivation and body training are not easy to correspond. After all, Confucianism and Taoism have ever-changing practices. If one's poetry and songs are powerful, one's strength can actually transcend the original realm."
Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that I can only be a mid-level Confucian master. If I say my level is too high, I'm afraid the other party will surrender directly, which will be difficult to deal with."
Everyone in Da Yan: "..."
"By the way, sir, can I talk about my cultivation level casually? It's not against the rules, right?"
Luo Qingzhou suddenly asked again.
Bai Yishan said: "As long as it's not too outrageous, it doesn't matter. Confucianism has been in decline for many years. Few people in the audience can rely on the short-term fluctuations of the skills to detect your true Confucianism and Taoism. It is also impossible to accurately define whether you are a mid-stage Confucian master or a late-stage Confucian master. As for whether it will violate the rules..."
"By the way, Qingzhou, do you have any literary energy in your body?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I don't know either."
Everyone in Da Yan: "..."
"It's okay, I'll go up and try it and I'll know."
Luo Qingzhou bowed, said nothing more, and walked directly to the battle stage.
From behind, Master Zhuang muttered, "Dean Bai, do all you scholars like to... brag?"
Master Ningyuan: "Amitabha..."
Outside the tent in the woods in the distance.
A beautiful girl in a white dress stood there quietly.
A clear and pleasant voice came from the side: "Miss, the son-in-law is going to go on stage as a scholar, so humble... so scheming..."
On the other side, stood a cold girl wearing a light green dress and holding a sword.
The three of them looked at the figure who walked onto the stage.
On the spaceship on the other side of the hillside, a veiled figure also walked out of the cabin.
Several figures wearing clothes of different colors stood beside her.
"Master, who is that boy? Why haven't I seen him before?"
"So handsome! He looks like a scholar? The Great Yan's literary spirit has been revived, could he be practicing Confucianism?"
Qin Yao did not answer, but there was a gleam in her deep eyes.
at the same time.
Lan Ling, who was standing on the battlefield, looked at the young man in front of him with doubt and surprise.
Luo Qingzhou came closer, spread his sleeves, bowed, and said politely: "I am Luo Qingzhou, a scholar from Dayan, a disciple of Dean Bai, majoring in Confucianism. Today I am fortunate to see such a wonderful competition, so I also want to go on stage to try, and I hope the young lady can give me more advice."
Then he bowed deeply again and said, "This is my first fight, so I may be a little unfamiliar. I hope you will stop when it is time. I will be very grateful."
The practitioners below the stage: “…”
Xu Xinghe was slightly surprised and asked, "A Confucianist or Taoist practitioner? What is his cultivation?"
Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "I just passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar this year."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.
“Hahahahahaha…”
"This kid is here to be funny! What's his level of cultivation? Number one scholar! Hahahaha..."
"He's a nerd, hahahaha..."
Everyone in Dayan was suddenly embarrassed and looked at each other.
The corner of Xu Xinghe's mouth twitched, and he said, "What I'm asking is, what realm of Confucianism are you at now?"
Luo Qingzhou bowed slowly and said, "I am a Confucian... a Confucian master in the early stage of cultivation."
As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter from the audience gradually stopped.
"The initial stage of Confucian Master? It is said that the initial stage of Confucian Master is equivalent to the initial stage of Grand Master. This kid looks silly, but he is so powerful? Didn't Da Yan's literary energy just revive not long ago?"
"I remember reading in a book that many nerds practice Confucianism and Taoism and are the most talented. This kid is not bad."
At this time, Xu Xinghe said again: "Don't lie."
As he said this, a light flashed in his eyes. He looked into the young man's eyes and performed the soul-stirring technique.
Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said with a folded hand: "I am a scholar, and I never tell lies. Confucius said, those who love to tell lies will be struck by lightning. Those who love to tell lies will die without a complete body. Love..."
"Okay, okay, come and sign it."
Xu Xinghe interrupted him.
It was getting dark, so there was no time to listen to him bragging about his knowledge.
Someone in the audience was puzzled: "Why are there no such words in the Confucius Sutra I read? It's strange."
Luo Qingzhou immediately went over to sign.
He picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote his name neatly in a very elegant and beautiful handwriting.
Xu Xinghe watched from the side and nodded secretly: He is indeed a scholar, it is impossible to write such a handwriting without constant practice.
"Eh, a life and death contract?"
When Luo Qingzhou was about to sign his second name, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Senior, do you still need to sign a life and death contract?"
Xu Xinghe said: "Of course I have to sign."
Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "I just came up to compete with that girl, not to fight to the death, can you not sign it?"
At this time, Lan Ling, who had been observing him carefully, suddenly sneered and said, "If you are afraid of death, then go down."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "Miss, it's not that I'm afraid of death. I just think that you and I have no grudges against each other. We are just sparring. Why risk our lives? Confucius said..."
"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't dare to sign, get out! Don't waste time here!"
Lan Ling suddenly shouted coldly.
"Oh... I'll sign it then..."
Luo Qingzhou wrote his name elegantly again.
Xu Xinghe took a look and announced, "The second match between Great Yan and Piao Miao Xian Zong begins!"
Luo Qingzhou walked over and stood opposite Lan Ling, then bowed and said, "Miss, Confucius said that it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. Why don't we..."
Before he could finish his words, a sword energy suddenly flew over.
He hurriedly dodged to the side, and a piece of the wide sleeve of his right hand was cut off.
Lan Ling did not let his guard down, so he did not get close at first. He just drew his sword and released sword energy to test it out.
After all, the Confucian and Taoist techniques are varied, unpredictable and unpredictable.
The only thing she knew was that people who practiced Confucianism and Taoism should not be allowed to mutter anything, whether it was poetry, lyrics, articles, or even talking, it was extremely dangerous.
Although she had never seen this young man in person, she had seen him in his portrait and had heard of him.
A talented man of Dayan, a favorite of the empress, and I heard he is also a son-in-law of the empress.
But she didn't know where he was born or where he married into the family.
Of course, she would not care about the origins of a little scholar, nor would she waste energy to investigate him.
What she cares about in Dayan, besides Yue Yao, is also Dayan’s political power.
However, since Yue Yao returned to Dayan, he has disappeared.
She searched for a long time but couldn't find any trace of her. Every time the spy was about to find her, she would suddenly die, as if there was an invisible big hand protecting her and her family.
She went there several times in person but couldn't find her until a year ago, when she found her trace in the Yunwu Mountains of Dayan, but she had discovered her in advance.
She was very curious about what kind of man that proud woman had degraded herself to marry.
The Holy Son of Penglai Fairy Island seemed to know, but she asked him many times in a roundabout way, but he didn't tell her. He just told her that the woman married an ordinary man and asked her not to bother her anymore.
"Ordinary people?"
The more this happened, the more she wanted to humiliate her!
She was once a favored girl of heaven, the most stunning girl in the world. However, she only used a few moves in the ring, and her fame accumulated through years of hard training was trampled into the mud and ridiculed.
She must avenge this!
She must avenge this shame!
So today, she stepped onto the battlefield, tightly gripped the sword in her hand, and suppressed all the hatred in her heart, ready to defeat her in front of all the practitioners in the world!
However, the other party did not come.
“Buzz—”
The sword in her hand suddenly hummed and emitted a bright light.
It’s okay. If she doesn’t come, then let’s use the other people from Dayan to try out their swords first!
But at this moment, the scholar opposite suddenly said: "I want to ask, why do you hate Yue Yao so much?"
As soon as the name came out, Lan Ling's eyes suddenly filled with hatred, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you want to know?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "I do."
“Wow!”
A storm of sword light suddenly appeared around Lan Ling, and murderous aura surged from his body. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll tell you when you die!"
"boom!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a loud bang suddenly rang in her ears!
Then, a golden fist shadow instantly enlarged in her Tongkong, and then hit her chest heavily, directly smashing the sword storm and protective light shield in front of her into pieces, and then fell on her!
"Bang-"
Before she could react, she was knocked away.
"Then I will ask you again after you die!"
After Luo Qingzhou punched her and sent her flying, he pretended to mutter, "The wind rises and the clouds fly, I hold my sword in my hand and laugh at the sky, who in the world doesn't recognize you..."
Bai Yishan in the audience: "…" a>vas>div>Scan the code to download Hongxiu and Xiaoxiang's welfare gift for newcomers to read for free for a limited timediv>div>div>