Jiang Zu

"Get back quickly, the tsunami is coming, run!"

Jiang Xiashun drove Qingyun to pull out a long exhaust behind him like burning his buttocks, shouting anxiously.

The water level on the coast has dropped significantly, exposing the entire bottom of the bay, which represents the trough of the tsunami wave, and also indicates that the tsunami peak is coming, and the monstrous waves will rush to the coast and sweep the land after a cup of tea.

"In front of such a mighty power of heaven and earth, it is too late to escape. Only the Confucian method can lead the mighty power of heaven and earth to fight against the tsunami."

Huge, astonishing, and terrifying roars of sea waves rang in Jiang Hua's ears.

"Children are not talented, so at least the means of gods and Confucians are needed to calm down such a tsunami!"

Jiang Xiashun was heartbroken and beat his feet and chest.

Hongru is only equivalent to Yuanying Zhenjun, but Shenru can be compared to Shinto people!
"The wind is calm and the sea is calm."

Jiang Xiashun began to compose poems out of desperation, wanting to compose corresponding Dinghai poems to use the power of writing to communicate with the mighty power of heaven and earth to buy time for mortals to escape.

Although Hongru is not as good as Shenru, who can mobilize the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth, but as long as he can make corresponding articles as a medium, he can still attract some of the mighty power of heaven and earth.

This is the way Confucianism and Taoism use the power of heaven and earth.

"The surface of the water is like a mirror."

After Jiang Xiashun finished the second sentence, he couldn't continue writing. The pen that was in the air could not be dropped for a long time, and he spit out blood in a breath.

The roar of the tsunami was suppressed for a moment, and then counterattacked, forming a more violent impact, causing Jiang Xiashun to suffer backlash.

Poetry in articles sometimes pays attention to suppressing first and then raising. Jiang Xiashun directly used "calm and calm waves" and "water surface like a mirror" to set the sea at the beginning of the article, but he couldn't sublimate the poetic flavor later, which made the poems unable to continue.

"Pen here!"

Jiang Hua's mind was running extremely fast, and countless thoughts and pictures and words deep in his memory were scrolling rapidly.

With a sound of "Brush coming", the Dinghaishen needle fixed at the bottom of the bay directly turned into a small and delicate writing brush.

"The great Confucian Jiang Xiashun, I would like to borrow your righteousness."

Jiang Hua named Jiang Xiashun and named him a Confucian title.

"People have arrogance, the sky has arrogance, and I am good at cultivating arrogance!"

Jiang Xiashun understood, and breathed out a breath of greenness, which was exactly the righteousness that Hongru had cultivated!
If a mortal has this great righteousness, he will be immune to all poisons, ghosts and demons will not disturb him, and he will stand upright.

"A little arrogance, a thousand miles of joy!"

Jiang Hua was full of vigor and high spirits, remembering that when he was young, he used to be angry with horses in fresh clothes, hold a sword to the end of the world, write more than three hundred poems with a pen, and also know how to compose and chant poems.

This group of green energy attached to the tip of the brush can increase the power of poetry by one point. The most important thing is that with this breath of righteousness as a medium, it can attract the righteousness of heaven and earth. gas.

As for how much power of heaven and earth is attracted, it depends on Jiang Hua's article.

"Father, this is the holy page please continue."

Jiang Xiashun thought for a while and wanted to take out a piece of yellowed blank paper. This is the paper specially made by Confucianism and Taoism in ancient times for Confucian saints. The power of the holy way.

This holy page is a precious thing that Jiang Xiashun obtained by chance, and he is reluctant to use it when he writes poems, mainly because he is afraid that the holy thing will be humiliated if he is not talented enough.

Now that the situation is critical, Jiang Xiashun is desperate and can only choose to trust his old father.

"Xiaozhu sits back and rests for a while, worrying about the old times and making alliances."

"Call the bottle to greet the guests, wave the stag to sit and talk about soldiers."

In the first two sentences, Jiang Hua wrote in a brisk and flat style that he enjoyed a carefree life in a small building when he was young, greeted guests with wine, sat down and talked about military affairs, and never forgot to worry about the enemies of tigers and wolves.

"Yunhu's toothpick is full, Xinghan's sword is horizontal."

The neck couplet expresses that in the dead of night, he still does not forget to read military books, and even puts the sword horizontally by his side and dare not slack off.

This sentence has already begun to gain momentum, and it is getting better from restraint to rise.

"I don't want to be named Marquis, but I hope Haibo will be peaceful."

The tail couplet directly sublimates this poem, pointing directly to the core of this poem, princes are not what I want, my wish is a peaceful sea!

This is a Dinghai poem!

Not only the ambitions of life are gathered in a few sentences, but also the power of great ambitions is contained. This is the will expressed in the poem, and this is the core of this poem!

"Dinghai poetry!"

Jiang Xiashun was extremely excited, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief.

There are layers of light superimposed and flickering on the holy page, one of which represents the original precious light, indicating that this poem was first published.

There is another layer of precious light lit up, which is the handed down precious light, indicating that this poem is a war poem, or a war poem handed down from generation to generation, which can be used by later generations to defend against the enemy.

There is also a layer of hidden brilliance, which is a kind of power of desire, and it is the will of the poetic soul formed by the artistic conception expressed in the poem, which adds extra power.

Finally, the white light emitted from the holy page shows that this poem is approved by the holy object and can communicate the power of the holy way!
The holy page carried the Dinghai poem and flew to the sky, and finally ignited spontaneously, turning into a phantom.

The phantoms are transformed into small worlds, medium worlds, and even large worlds, and finally these worlds form the Great Thousand World like countless stars.

Each of these worlds outlines the shapes and trends of rivers, lakes, and oceans.

This is the water map of the world!
The entire water map is marked in blue, and the rest of the terrain is dark.

"This"

Jiang Xiayu was stuttering, he had never seen such a scene before, and was speechless.

"This is the map of the Great Thousand Waters. The ancient water sage Li Daoyuan annotated the "Water Classic" scriptures and evolved the Great Thousand Waters Map. He holds the water of the heavens and is in the water. Even the dragon sage who is good at controlling water can only bow his head in front of it. .”

Jiang Xiashun got the inheritance of ancient Confucianism and Taoism, and he knows the deeds of these ancient saints very well.

The Daqian Water Map is not a real complete water map, and it needs to be continuously improved. The Daqian World is so big that it is impossible for Shui Sheng to go through it one by one. Moreover, the water flow and river channels will change in the vicissitudes of life. The Daqian Water Map must be continuously updated to maintain its strength. , stay alive, keep evolving.

Evolution is about living things, Taoism has a spirit, which is different from the spirituality of a spirit, but a soul, called a spirit.

Having a soul is a kind of living body, and it can also self-cultivate and evolve.

The six divisions of Dijun Yan Luo include the heavens and myriad spirits, and the spiritual way corresponds to the way of these spirits.

Dao artifacts are also divided into three, six, and nine, from ordinary-grade Taoist artifacts to sacred-grade Taoist artifacts to peerless Taoist artifacts, all need to be evolved by self-practice. In theory, there is a chance to become a fairy artifact in the end.

In ancient times, the sacred Taoist tools were used to call them holy weapons, holy soldiers and so on.

This Daqian water map is a sacred Taoist artifact, floating in the heavens to carry out the will of the water sage Li Daoyuan to perfect the water map.

The holy page carrying the poem of Dinghai communicates the Daqian Shui Tu and attracts the power of the Holy Way.

A group of mortals at the bottom of the bay were already desperate in the face of huge waves hundreds of meters high. At this time, seeing the power of Dinghai Poetry directly stopped the wave wall, even the roar of the sea stopped, and everyone cheered.

Under the influence of the power of the holy way, the sea surface gradually calmed down as the poem wished, and even the strong wind turned into a breeze blowing on the face, refreshing and cool.