Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself
Chapter 29: I Cultivate Grand Virtue
The old man didn't know what a keyboard man was.
But speaking from the mouth of this upright young man, it must be a compliment.
"You are firm in your heart, and you have the qualifications of a true sage."
"You just need to calm down and study, and your future achievements will be limitless."
"You can write four handed down poems in such a short period of time, you are destined to belong to Confucianism and Taoism."
Zhang Hao was taken aback.
Handed down poems?
"Referring to the few poems I just read?"
Zhang Hao shook his head.
"That's not what I wrote."
"That's Li Bai, Xin Qiji, Guan Xiu, the ancestors of my hometown, left behind historical and cultural masterpieces."
"I'm just a relayer."
Zhang Hao really did not expect that there is such a Confucianism in this world.
Reading and writing articles can actually make people stronger?
Although Zhang Hao is telling the truth.
But no one believed this at all.
There is no such thing as plagiarism and paraphrase in Confucian articles.
Once these handed down poems are completed, they will immediately attract the stars of Wenqu, a god-given glory that no one can take away.
The old man in the bamboo forest was suspicious.
Is there something unspeakable about this young man?
He surveyed his surroundings.
The flags of the Sword Discussion Conference were flying all around.
The four sword celestial beings sat upright on the high platform.
The old man suddenly realized.
This young man is obviously a disciple of sword cultivators, and he is here to participate in the sword discussion with his elders.
He must be afraid of the elders in the family, and it is difficult to accept my invitation, so he said that he did not do it himself.
Gee.
However, he is really miserable, with only a second-rank cultivation base, it is obvious that this young man has no talent in the way of swordsmanship.
Thinking of this, the old man was overjoyed.
"In this way, this young man is definitely not welcome in the sect. As long as I understand it with emotion and reason, he will definitely figure out the key point and fall into the arms of my Confucianism."
The old man cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, are you a disciple of He sect? I'll discuss with your parents about something."
Swipe!
All eyes focused on Qingshan Sword Sect.
Things got interesting.
Everyone knew that the old man's attitude was obviously to rob people.
After Zhang Hao's posture of the unity of man and nature just now, those who originally doubted Qingshan Sword Sect and the Patriarch Master have dispelled their doubts.
And Zhang Hao's feat in Hidden Sword Valley has already been spread among the crowd.
The No. 1 sword talent of all ages, and only the hidden masters can cultivate and possess such a sword genius.
The suzerain had already woken up when Zhang Hao was shrouded in literary spirit.
Seeing the surrounding eyes focus on him.
There was a thump in his heart.
"Damn, did I wake up early!"
He bit the bullet and stepped forward.
That is the legendary half saint!
It is a level of existence with Sword Immortal.
If he asked Zhang Hao, how should I answer?
I heard that the people of Confucianism are all very skillful in their words, and they follow the law with their words, which can make people feel miserable.
"I'm Zhao Xiaofan, the lord of the Qingshan Sword Sect, what do you dare to ask?"
The old man glanced away.
Ok……
A breath of weakness.
The disciples behind him were even weaker and unsightly.
The old man smiled.
That's it!
"I am the half saint of Linxiu Academy, Lin Jia."
"You also saw what happened just now. This disciple in your sect has a relationship with my Confucianism."
"People have their strengths, and his second-rank cultivation is obviously not suitable for the first path of swordsmanship."
"Why don't the suzerain bear the pain and give up this son to my Confucianism?"
puff.
Someone couldn't help but laugh.
This Confucian semi-sage is really confident.
If he knew what Zhang Hao did in Hidden Sword Valley, and how Zhang Hao would feel after knowing how Zhang Hao was evaluated by the sword stele.
The Sovereign remained silent.
He saw everything about Zhang Hao.
From the budding talent in the selection of Daozi at the beginning to today's debut for the Qingshan Sword Sect and entering the realm of harmony between man and nature, he has become a peerless genius in the eyes of everyone.
Everything was beyond his imagination.
It is the great honor of Qingshan Sword Sect to have such a disciple, and it will even be an opportunity for the rise of Qingshan Sword Sect in the future.
pity……
This kind of character is simply not something that Qingshan Sword Sect can have.
After all, he is not the real Returning God of War.
After Zhang Hao came back from the Tianshu Mansion, where did he go?
Qingshan Sword Sect has nothing to teach him.
A sigh.
"Hey, let him choose. In Qingshan Sword Sect, he never forces his disciples."
The old man turned his gaze to Zhang Hao.
"Choose Confucianism and Taoism and you will have a bright road."
"I assure you, if you join my Confucian school, I will devote all the strength of the world's colleges to train you."
A semi-holy promise is worth a fortune.
Such words, anyone would be tempted.
"Ugh."
Zhang Hao unexpectedly let out a rare sigh.
"Learning makes me happy."
"If it was six years ago, I would have chosen Confucianism and Taoism."
"Qingshan Sword Sect treats me well. As the number one disciple in the sect, I shoulder a heavy responsibility."
"Sorry, I can't go with you."
The old man was disappointed and wanted to continue persuading.
On the high platform, He Qingqiu let out a cold snort.
"enough!"
"If the boy doesn't want to, don't force it."
"This is the site of my sword repair."
"You're digging out our sword cultivator disciples here, don't you think our Four Great Sword Immortals are too low?"
The old man stopped talking, knowing that he was wrong.
But he is not reconciled, this kind of people with outstanding literary talents are simply tailor-made for Confucianism and Taoism.
At this time.
Zhang Hao spoke suddenly.
"Although I won't go with you, I am very interested in Confucianism and Taoism."
"Can you guide me?"
"I can practice both swordsmanship and Confucianism."
Zhang Hao was very excited.
Just thinking about it makes me feel.
What he learned in the nine years of compulsory education in his previous life can finally come in handy!
Fighting with others, regardless of three seven 21.
First come up with a set of mouth gun keyboard attacks.
If that person doesn't know what is good or bad, don't listen to advice.
Then lift the table, show the flying sword, and give him two swords.
These words made the four sword immortals frown.
If it were someone else, they would really be too lazy to care about it.
But this boy is different.
The No. 1 talent in swordsmanship in the past, he is even more favored by Tiandao, and he preaches with his upper body.
Such talents don't focus on sword practice, what kind of poems, what words, what kind of scholars should they be?
Summit road turn.
The old man was overjoyed, for fear that Zhang Hao would regret it.
As long as you are interested, you can take your time in the future.
Scholars of my generation are absolutely top-notch in persuading people.
"I'll get you started right now!"
"Teach you the way of Confucianism!"
A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes.
The words of Confucianism spread to Zhang Hao's ears.
Zhang Hao listened attentively.
a long time.
Zhang Hao absorbed and digested.
"It turns out... this is Confucianism and Taoism."
The old man urged.
"You just made four handed down poems."
"Now as long as you want, you can condense Wengong Wendan at any time."
"Although you have rejected Wenquxing's literary energy empowerment, the four handed down poems have been spread all over the world. Everyone who reads the poems will increase your literary energy."
"Quickly condense the courage of Wen Gong, absorb the energy of writing, don't waste it!"
After Zhang Hao read it carefully, he shook his head.
"No!"
"I don't intend to improve my manners."
The old man was taken aback and asked subconsciously.
"Then what do you fix?"
Zhang Hao smiled.
I am a Chinese, so I naturally want to cultivate...
"Hao Ran is righteous!"
Rumbling, the whole sky is thundering and lightning.
The already dark sky was suddenly full of sunshine.
There are only four words of awe-inspiring righteousness.
Let the world change color, reverse black and white.
Zhang Hao looked serious, uttering holy words.
"Mencius said: I am good at cultivating the noble spirit."
But speaking from the mouth of this upright young man, it must be a compliment.
"You are firm in your heart, and you have the qualifications of a true sage."
"You just need to calm down and study, and your future achievements will be limitless."
"You can write four handed down poems in such a short period of time, you are destined to belong to Confucianism and Taoism."
Zhang Hao was taken aback.
Handed down poems?
"Referring to the few poems I just read?"
Zhang Hao shook his head.
"That's not what I wrote."
"That's Li Bai, Xin Qiji, Guan Xiu, the ancestors of my hometown, left behind historical and cultural masterpieces."
"I'm just a relayer."
Zhang Hao really did not expect that there is such a Confucianism in this world.
Reading and writing articles can actually make people stronger?
Although Zhang Hao is telling the truth.
But no one believed this at all.
There is no such thing as plagiarism and paraphrase in Confucian articles.
Once these handed down poems are completed, they will immediately attract the stars of Wenqu, a god-given glory that no one can take away.
The old man in the bamboo forest was suspicious.
Is there something unspeakable about this young man?
He surveyed his surroundings.
The flags of the Sword Discussion Conference were flying all around.
The four sword celestial beings sat upright on the high platform.
The old man suddenly realized.
This young man is obviously a disciple of sword cultivators, and he is here to participate in the sword discussion with his elders.
He must be afraid of the elders in the family, and it is difficult to accept my invitation, so he said that he did not do it himself.
Gee.
However, he is really miserable, with only a second-rank cultivation base, it is obvious that this young man has no talent in the way of swordsmanship.
Thinking of this, the old man was overjoyed.
"In this way, this young man is definitely not welcome in the sect. As long as I understand it with emotion and reason, he will definitely figure out the key point and fall into the arms of my Confucianism."
The old man cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, are you a disciple of He sect? I'll discuss with your parents about something."
Swipe!
All eyes focused on Qingshan Sword Sect.
Things got interesting.
Everyone knew that the old man's attitude was obviously to rob people.
After Zhang Hao's posture of the unity of man and nature just now, those who originally doubted Qingshan Sword Sect and the Patriarch Master have dispelled their doubts.
And Zhang Hao's feat in Hidden Sword Valley has already been spread among the crowd.
The No. 1 sword talent of all ages, and only the hidden masters can cultivate and possess such a sword genius.
The suzerain had already woken up when Zhang Hao was shrouded in literary spirit.
Seeing the surrounding eyes focus on him.
There was a thump in his heart.
"Damn, did I wake up early!"
He bit the bullet and stepped forward.
That is the legendary half saint!
It is a level of existence with Sword Immortal.
If he asked Zhang Hao, how should I answer?
I heard that the people of Confucianism are all very skillful in their words, and they follow the law with their words, which can make people feel miserable.
"I'm Zhao Xiaofan, the lord of the Qingshan Sword Sect, what do you dare to ask?"
The old man glanced away.
Ok……
A breath of weakness.
The disciples behind him were even weaker and unsightly.
The old man smiled.
That's it!
"I am the half saint of Linxiu Academy, Lin Jia."
"You also saw what happened just now. This disciple in your sect has a relationship with my Confucianism."
"People have their strengths, and his second-rank cultivation is obviously not suitable for the first path of swordsmanship."
"Why don't the suzerain bear the pain and give up this son to my Confucianism?"
puff.
Someone couldn't help but laugh.
This Confucian semi-sage is really confident.
If he knew what Zhang Hao did in Hidden Sword Valley, and how Zhang Hao would feel after knowing how Zhang Hao was evaluated by the sword stele.
The Sovereign remained silent.
He saw everything about Zhang Hao.
From the budding talent in the selection of Daozi at the beginning to today's debut for the Qingshan Sword Sect and entering the realm of harmony between man and nature, he has become a peerless genius in the eyes of everyone.
Everything was beyond his imagination.
It is the great honor of Qingshan Sword Sect to have such a disciple, and it will even be an opportunity for the rise of Qingshan Sword Sect in the future.
pity……
This kind of character is simply not something that Qingshan Sword Sect can have.
After all, he is not the real Returning God of War.
After Zhang Hao came back from the Tianshu Mansion, where did he go?
Qingshan Sword Sect has nothing to teach him.
A sigh.
"Hey, let him choose. In Qingshan Sword Sect, he never forces his disciples."
The old man turned his gaze to Zhang Hao.
"Choose Confucianism and Taoism and you will have a bright road."
"I assure you, if you join my Confucian school, I will devote all the strength of the world's colleges to train you."
A semi-holy promise is worth a fortune.
Such words, anyone would be tempted.
"Ugh."
Zhang Hao unexpectedly let out a rare sigh.
"Learning makes me happy."
"If it was six years ago, I would have chosen Confucianism and Taoism."
"Qingshan Sword Sect treats me well. As the number one disciple in the sect, I shoulder a heavy responsibility."
"Sorry, I can't go with you."
The old man was disappointed and wanted to continue persuading.
On the high platform, He Qingqiu let out a cold snort.
"enough!"
"If the boy doesn't want to, don't force it."
"This is the site of my sword repair."
"You're digging out our sword cultivator disciples here, don't you think our Four Great Sword Immortals are too low?"
The old man stopped talking, knowing that he was wrong.
But he is not reconciled, this kind of people with outstanding literary talents are simply tailor-made for Confucianism and Taoism.
At this time.
Zhang Hao spoke suddenly.
"Although I won't go with you, I am very interested in Confucianism and Taoism."
"Can you guide me?"
"I can practice both swordsmanship and Confucianism."
Zhang Hao was very excited.
Just thinking about it makes me feel.
What he learned in the nine years of compulsory education in his previous life can finally come in handy!
Fighting with others, regardless of three seven 21.
First come up with a set of mouth gun keyboard attacks.
If that person doesn't know what is good or bad, don't listen to advice.
Then lift the table, show the flying sword, and give him two swords.
These words made the four sword immortals frown.
If it were someone else, they would really be too lazy to care about it.
But this boy is different.
The No. 1 talent in swordsmanship in the past, he is even more favored by Tiandao, and he preaches with his upper body.
Such talents don't focus on sword practice, what kind of poems, what words, what kind of scholars should they be?
Summit road turn.
The old man was overjoyed, for fear that Zhang Hao would regret it.
As long as you are interested, you can take your time in the future.
Scholars of my generation are absolutely top-notch in persuading people.
"I'll get you started right now!"
"Teach you the way of Confucianism!"
A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes.
The words of Confucianism spread to Zhang Hao's ears.
Zhang Hao listened attentively.
a long time.
Zhang Hao absorbed and digested.
"It turns out... this is Confucianism and Taoism."
The old man urged.
"You just made four handed down poems."
"Now as long as you want, you can condense Wengong Wendan at any time."
"Although you have rejected Wenquxing's literary energy empowerment, the four handed down poems have been spread all over the world. Everyone who reads the poems will increase your literary energy."
"Quickly condense the courage of Wen Gong, absorb the energy of writing, don't waste it!"
After Zhang Hao read it carefully, he shook his head.
"No!"
"I don't intend to improve my manners."
The old man was taken aback and asked subconsciously.
"Then what do you fix?"
Zhang Hao smiled.
I am a Chinese, so I naturally want to cultivate...
"Hao Ran is righteous!"
Rumbling, the whole sky is thundering and lightning.
The already dark sky was suddenly full of sunshine.
There are only four words of awe-inspiring righteousness.
Let the world change color, reverse black and white.
Zhang Hao looked serious, uttering holy words.
"Mencius said: I am good at cultivating the noble spirit."
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