Jiang Zu

Xiang Da slashed the opponent back with a big axe, and quickly backed away, not wanting to continue entanglement.

"Vision of poetry!"

Xiang Da stared at Jiang Xiashun, and said solemnly: "I didn't expect that since the age of the ancient saints, Confucianism and Taoism still have people who have cultivated the vision of poetry!"

Poetry is very similar to Jindan vision, which is a kind of vision.

But it is different from the golden core vision. In addition to its own power, the poetry vision can also be used and blessed by future generations.

For example, this song "Manjianghong", in the future, if some scholars use their talents to write Manjianghong, it can also lead to visions. The power of visions depends on the cultivation of talents.

The vision of poetry can be blessed to others, such as this heroic soul with thousands of horses and horses, blessed to the army, it will instantly become an invincible heroic army!

Generally, only real people in the golden elixir period can comprehend and refine the golden elixir vision, and each person's refined vision is different, and it is difficult to be passed on.

The vision of poetry is not limited to cultivation and blood, as long as the predecessors plant trees, future generations can enjoy the shade, this is the horror of inheritance!
This is why even if Confucianism and Taoism are in decline, the world still puts Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism together.

Don't underestimate it!

"An ordinary man can splatter five steps with blood. You deceive me that a scholar has no strength to restrain a chicken. I don't know that a scholar can bleed like a river when he is angry!"

Jiang Xiashun's tongue burst into spring thunder, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

"The anomaly in the poetry is beyond my expectation, but as long as I avoid the sharp edge and wait for the power of vision to disappear, what will you do to me!"

Elephant teleported again to avoid the heroic commander holding a long spear.

"You are barbaric, you are barbaric even if you have spiritual intelligence!"

Jiang Xiashun showed disdain for Xiang Da's tactics, and said, "Let you see what a scholar's means are."

I saw that Jiang Xiashun's mouth was full of heavenly words, and the words came out.

Lying in a lonely village without grief,

Shang Si is the national defense station.

Lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain,
Iron Horse Glacier Comes to Dream!
Just two sentences is a poem.

The "wind and rain" in the second sentence expresses that the psalm arouses the vision of poetry. Countless wind and rain come, and the entire space is shrouded in the vision of poetry.

The final "Iron Horse Glacier Comes to Dream" instantly raised the poetic realm to a climax, and the power of the vision also increased dramatically!

Countless wind and rain turned into frost and wind blades, and the heroic soul condensed from "Manjianghong" appeared in the hands of a golden weapon, and the war horse under his crotch was covered with iron armor!

"It's another poetry vision! It's still a vision bonus!"

Like roaring, what kind of talent is it to continue to make such war poems!
Looking at the vision in the sky, Jiang Xiayu also clicked his tongue, and asked, "Is Hongru so good? Second brother's literary talents are too good."

The vision of poetry can be inherited, and reading is a kind of inheritance. Ancient Confucianism and Taoism have countless holy words and classics as their background, so that the younger generation of scholars can stand on the shoulders of the predecessors and see further.

However, since ancient times, Confucianism and Taoism have weakened, and many famous chapters and poems have been cut off from inheritance. Later, people who follow the path of Confucianism and Taoism can only go further by creating more classic articles.

In ancient times, there were Confucian heirs who held the book "The Analects of Confucius", which can suppress all evils.

This "Analects of Confucius" is a classic work of Confucianism, which contains holy words and avenues. Half of the "Analects of Confucius" is about self-cultivation, and the other half of "The Analects of Confucius" is about ruling the world.

It is said that if a person understands the whole "The Analects of Confucius", he will reach the most holy state.

The most holy is equivalent to the supreme realm.

In ancient times, only the Dijun Book of the Yan Luo Clan was comparable to the book "The Analects of Confucius".

Dijun Book is a Taoist weapon!
Legend has it that the Heavenly Emperor Mirror, the Dijun Book, and the Human Emperor's Brush are the closest existences to immortal artifacts!
"Where is your second elder brother's literary talents, it is our Jiang family's tutor who is good!"

Jiang Xiayao had a happy face, knowing that the crisis of the Jiang family was over.While relaxing, he couldn't help laughing at Jiang Xiashun.

The only one who dares to make fun of a Confucian scholar like this is Jiang Xiayao, who is the eldest brother.

"Yeah, it's actually my father who taught me well."

Jiang Xiashun didn't refute, but agreed instead.

Jiang Xiayu was puzzled, and asked, "Two old brothers, please don't play riddles, and explain my doubts to my younger brother!"

"An original masterpiece requires constant pondering and deliberation on the words. Wherever you can open your mouth, you can come here, and those who open your mouth are either familiar with the works of the sages, or have already prepared the manuscript."

Jiang Xiashun looked at Xiang Da in the sky, who was tired of coping with the vision of poetry, and said with a smile: "Even if I can make temporary poems with my current talents, it is certainly possible, but it is at best a doggerel, and it will not be on the stage, let alone a famous work." .”

While talking and laughing, he treats the demon king as nothing, and only Hongru has the courage.

"However, these common senses are used to break in the eyes of my father!"

Jiang Xiayao interjected: "Father can compose poems in seven steps, and his mouth is full of quatrains. When he was young, how many Wuling youths fought with his father, but he was convinced and lost. The phrase'I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and I wish to be a Lian Lizhi in the earth' At one time, countless young women bowed down, wishing they had to ask for a bride price and marry their father."

"Father still has such old things in the past, why haven't I seen him mention it before?"

Although Jiang Xiayu doesn't understand romantic affairs, he can also imagine that it is the dream of [-] million girls to have such a talent as his father.

Jiang Xiayao looked at the loquat tree in the courtyard, and the past came to his mind and said: "Father left countless famous poems to teach us in the early years, and many truths and quatrains came out of his mouth. It's a pity that I don't like reading, but my second brother Le Among them. It’s just that after my mother passed away, my father became taciturn. You are devoted to martial arts, so of course you don’t understand.”

"Familiar with three hundred Psalms, I can sing even if I don't know how to compose poems. It is all thanks to my father that I can achieve what I am today!"

Jiang Xiashun nodded and said with emotion: "It's a pity that my father doesn't follow the path of Confucianism or Taoism, otherwise, with my father's talent, I will definitely become a Confucian saint!"

"Everyone in the world knows that my father is the reincarnation of an ancient venerable. These famous passages may be ancient books that existed in ancient times, and they are just quoted by my father to teach you."

Jiang Xiayu raised his doubts.

"I thought so too."

Jiang Xiashun shook his head and said, "It was only when I wrote poems with my talent that I realized my father's magnificence more deeply."

Jiang Xiashun pointed to a layer of precious light emanating from the words in the air, and continued: "This is the precious light of the original work. This layer of precious light can increase the power of my poetry vision by three points."

The elephant in the sky kept using teleportation magical powers, retreating again and again, and finally found that no matter how retreated, it was within the scope of the vision.

"What kind of vision is this? It's not weaker than the domain!"

Like a roar, it can't be solved at all, countless winds, frosts and glaciers have been consuming his mana, and the iron horse can only hide for a while, after all, there is a limit to teleportation!
Visions can be turned into domains, and domains are a type of supernatural power.

Iron Horse Glacier Comes to Dream!
The most frightening thing about this vision is not the changing weather, wind, rain and glaciers, nor the golden iron horse, but the last "dream".

This "dream" has already involved the power of the domain, no matter how Xiang Da tries to avoid it, he can't escape the dream held by Jiang Xiashun!

The weather, iron horses, glaciers, and enemies all entered the dream. Without Jiang Xiashun's permission, Xiang Da would never be able to escape from this vision, this dream realm!