I have a magic pot

Fortunately, at this moment, the Daoxuan Jue was running automatically, and a clear stream passed through the whole body, instantly stabilizing Han Feng's mind.

When Han Feng suddenly came back to his senses, Huangfu Sheng gave him a faint smile.

That seemingly gentle smile made Han Feng feel chills, and he secretly thought that something was wrong, this Huangfu Sheng seemed to have noticed him.

Chapter 7 and Two

After being watched by Huangfu Sheng, Han Feng felt uneasy, and guessed that this guy had probably seen through the "little trick" he and Tuoba Ningyue played just now.

But it seems that the other party has only developed some interest in him, and there should not be much discovery.

But Han Feng also realized that what he said next must be completely "wretched", and he must not reveal the slightest flaw.

For a while, Han Feng secretly prayed in his heart that this banquet would end soon, and that nothing more would happen!

However, "Heaven fails to fulfill people's wishes", God just likes to do the opposite.

It happened right here, several soldiers of the Tianyuan Dynasty were directly surrendered by the three princesses' astonishing talents.

Huangfu Sheng, the national teacher of the Tianyuan Dynasty, stood up and bowed to Tuoba Feixiong: "Your Majesty, in the next generation of the Tianyuan Dynasty Mission, thank you again for your hospitality.

Today's banquet is really unforgettable. His Majesty Emperor Yan's civil and martial arts, and the prosperity of the Great Yan Empire are admirable. On the occasion of this happy occasion, I would like to present a small gift, and please accept it. "

Hearing these words, Tuoba Feixiong's eyes flashed with surprise.

"The national teacher has a heart, I wonder what gift the national teacher plans to give me?"

Huangfu Sheng smiled indifferently, but turned his head to look at the ten old men dressed as Confucian scholars who came with him.

These ten old men sat quietly without saying a word since they entered the banquet hall.

Even regarding the group arena match that happened just now, and the dialogue between the three princesses and the Tianyuan Guoshi, these ten people were actually indifferent, as if they were old gods, and they were not surprised.

At this moment, Huangfu Sheng looked at the ten people and introduced: "Your Majesty, these ten old gentlemen are the ten great Confucian scholars from the 'Tiansheng Yuan' of our Tianyuan Dynasty, and they are here to present a gift to Your Majesty. .”

"Tianshengyuan!"

As soon as he heard these three words, many princes and ministers in Linde Hall suddenly showed shock, and even Tuoba Feixiong shrank his pupils and changed his color slightly.

Seeing that Tuoba Ningyue also had a surprised expression at this moment, Han Feng couldn't help asking quietly: "What is Tianshengyuan, is it very powerful?"

Tuoba Ningyue looked dignified, and whispered: "Tianshengyuan is an extremely ancient academy in the Tianyuan Dynasty, and this academy has existed since the founding of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

But Tianshengyuan is extremely mysterious, no one knows who is in charge of Tianshengyuan, and they rarely recruit disciples, but every disciple who walks out of Tianshengyuan, they may not be the existence of superior force, but they are "" A great talent who can benefit the country and educate one side".

The Tianyuan Dynasty was able to achieve today's brilliance, but also has a close relationship with Tianshengyuan. "

When Han Feng heard the words, he couldn't help being secretly surprised. He didn't expect Tianshengyuan to have such a big background.

Looking at these ten old men again, although they don't see any strong spiritual power and aura, they naturally have a round and free, Confucian and Taoist aura of "harmony between man and nature" in their gestures!

At this moment, Tuoba Feixiong was also staring at the ten old men, a sharp light flashed in his deep and majestic eyes, and he spoke slowly.

"It is rumored that the 'Tianshengyuan' of the Tianyuan Dynasty has found a new way, and together with the spiritual masters, they have created a path of "containing the Tao in writing".

Confucianists who read poetry and books and recite classics can gain a glimpse of the true meaning of the Dao and improve their cultivation. It seems that the ten old gentlemen are all masters of this way. "

Hearing this, the ten old men looked at each other, and they couldn't help showing a hint of astonishment. They didn't expect that the king of the Great Yan Empire knew so much about Tianshengyuan.

At this moment, Huangfu Sheng was also surprised, and immediately said: "Your Majesty is really knowledgeable and admirable.

That's right, these ten Confucian scholars are the ten "Taoists" of Tiansheng Academy, today's gift to His Majesty and the Great Yan Empire, and they are about to work ten Taoists."

After Huangfu Sheng's words fell, among the ten old men, the three sitting at the top got up, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power around them.

The three of them were like walking on the clouds, pacing in the air, came to the front of the hall, and greeted Tuoba Feixiong under the horrified eyes of everyone.

Seeing this, Tuoba Feixiong's expression remained unchanged, he slightly nodded and said, "What advice do the three great Confucians have?"

Among the three, the old man with white beard and hair, five strands of silver-white long beard, and a childlike face respectfully saluted and said: "Your Majesty speaks seriously, the old man is not talented, and he has no other merits in this life, except to know a little bit of writing.

Today, we are ordered by the emperor to present gifts, so we will each compose a poem to congratulate the Dayan Empire on its martial arts and martial arts, which will last forever! "

Hearing these words, Tuoba Feixiong's eyes shone brightly, and an awe-inspiring power rose on his seemingly calm face.

An inexplicable chill hit the hall, making everyone a little terrified, with a vague premonition.

At the same time, everyone was also very curious about what kind of poems these three scholars from Tianshengyuan were going to write.

After a suffocating silence, Tuoba Feixiong said indifferently: "Since that's the case, I have to thank the three great scholars. I'm listening!"

The short words seemed to contain a godless authority, full of oppression and even a hint of warning.

However, those three seemingly old Hongru of Tiansheng Academy were fearless and lingering with great aura.

In the end, the white-haired old man who was the leader stepped forward first, bowed to Tuoba Feixiong again, then turned around and looked to the east. That direction was where the Tianyuan Dynasty was located.

"The old man is showing his ugliness, so let me present this first poem first, called "Four Directions Returning Hearts"!"

The old man's voice is not loud, but at this moment it is like the sound of heaven, resounding in everyone's mind.

At this moment, Han Feng also heard the voice in his head, and couldn't help being horrified.

He faintly felt an astonishing wave of energy. This old man had no spiritual power, but his spiritual power had reached a terrifying level.

Reminiscent of the miraculous scene of the three of them pacing around Lingxu just now, Han Feng guessed that the spiritual cultivation of these three old men may have surpassed the "Returning to One Realm" above the "Fixed Acupoint Realm" and entered a comparable Spiritual masters in the moon-level realm of spiritual warriors "gathering gods"!

With this terrifying spiritual power emanating, the old man has already started to recite poems!

"Kyoto is more prosperous than others, and the twelfth tower is rising again and again.

Jiuqu chariot rides are noisy every day, and Guangmo cheers for Gedili.

I am in the world today, and Wutaixixixin is in the government and the public.

The villagers hit the soil and the lotus harvest year, and the nobles and purples of the Hou family are all elegant.

Inaction and one tank have been successful, and Guan Fang must not worry about idle horses.

I only hope that the monarchs and ministers will live forever, and the four hearts will return to Tianyuan. "

In Lang Lang's poems, everyone seemed to see a majestic, boundless, and most powerful empire in history, like the rising sun.

It stands in the center of the entire continent, has survived thousands of years of vicissitudes, and has not fallen down.

This feeling is so real, so shocking, it is these civil and military officials who grew up in the Great Yan Empire, who think that their country is strong and prosperous, who are full of confidence and infinite hope for Great Yan.

At this moment, there was a strong shock in my heart, and the belief in my heart was violently impacted.

Facing the most powerful country described in this poem, they felt fear and awe in their hearts, as if facing a god, and unconsciously became humble and cowardly in their hearts, and their previous self-confidence and high spirits were invisible.

After the old man finished reciting this poem, the entire hall of Linde Hall was silent, and the originally clear night sky above the hall suddenly had dark clouds gathering from all directions...

Tuoba Feixiong on the throne was keenly aware of all this, and a sharp light suddenly appeared in his eyes, then he narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and recited the last line of the poem just now.

"I only hope that the monarch and his ministers will live forever, and the four hearts will return to Tianyuan!"

"It's such a four-way heart to return to Tianyuan, the national teacher, you really have good intentions!"

Tuoba Feixiong spoke with a smile, but there was an incomparably frightening coldness in his voice, which silenced the birds and beasts, and made all the officials tremble!

The poem written by the old man in the hall, on the surface, was dedicated to Tuoba Feixiong and the Yan Empire, but in fact it was a tribute to the Tianyuan Dynasty's "Wenzhiwugong", and pointed directly at the four great powers of "East, West, North, South, North".

The poems with extraordinary meaning, recited by this distinguished Confucian of the Tiansheng Academy, were actually blessed by some kind of mysterious method, so that every word seemed to possess a mysterious power, directly hitting people's hearts.

It was like planting "seeds" in the hearts of all the civil and military officials of the Great Yan Empire present, as well as the princes and princesses, a "seed" that would submit forever and respect the Tianyuan Dynasty!

This move is tantamount to shaking the foundation of the Great Yan Empire, how can Tuoba Feixiong not be angry, a trace of cold killing intent has already begun to emerge in his eyes.

But at this moment, Tianyuan Guoshi Huangfusheng got up suddenly, looked directly at Tuoba Feixiong, and said loudly.

"Your Majesty, Huangfu also gave these three poems to His Majesty according to my imperial decree. This is my Emperor's painstaking effort. His Majesty Wanwang will not hesitate to accept it, so that I can teach you to return to the country in the future. I have an explanation for my Emperor."

Hearing these words, Tuoba Feixiong took a deep breath, and there seemed to be changes in the eyes, thunder and lightning!

But in the end, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly.

"Since it is the kindness of His Majesty Yuan Emperor and the national teacher, how can I not accept it, I and the officials of the Great Yan Empire have made contributions, and I am here to listen carefully!"

7 chapters and three township poems

As Tuoba Feixiong finished speaking, Saint Huangfu glanced at the three senior scholars of the Heavenly Saint Academy. Among the three old men, the red-faced old man on the left understood, stepped forward with one step, and said loudly.

"I also wrote a poem for the Great Yan Empire and His Majesty Yan Emperor. This poem is called "Ode to Tan""

"Knocking open the chaos to get the black gold, which stores the deepest yang and meaning.

The fire burns back to the spring, and the furnace shines through the night.

Ding Yi Yuan Lai generates strength, but Tie Shi still has the heart after death.

I hope that the common people are full and warm, and work hard to get out of the mountains and forests. "

The old man's voice was like a torrent of bells, and every word and every sentence was like thunder rolling down, hitting everyone's heart hard.

Although this poem is not as sharp as the poem "Sihe Guixin" just now, it shows a kind of "innocent heart".

When a poem is completed, people feel admiration and awe, but they also feel inexplicably "ashamed of their appearance".

As for the red-faced old man's poem, the third old man had just come out and uttered the last poem!

"Your Majesty, I will give you a last poem called "Tao Cang"!"

The old man's voice was not as thick and high-pitched as the previous two. His voice fluctuated indistinctly, as if falling from the clouds and mist of the nine heavens.

"The golden altar is open to the dawn, and the true energy is austere.

The falling moon holds the title of fairy sinus, and the first glow blows the feathers.

The incense follows the dragon festival, and the clouds follow the phoenix and flute.

Temporarily living in Penglai Opera, returning once a thousand years ago.

……

Burning incense and three birds come, refining medicine and nine immortals.

Under the spiritual book in the sky, a magic trick in the air welcomes you.

Ushered in the smoke, Miao Miao plays Pengying. "

Listening to the verses recited by the old man, all the people present had a kind of drowsiness and drowsiness, as if they were listening to the voice of the Dao, with only piety and reverence in their hearts, immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves!

……

After a long time, the silence in the main hall has been restored, and the three poems "Sihe Guixin", "Ying Tan" and "Tao Cang" presented by the three Tianshengyuan scholars have been completed.

At this moment, over the Linde Palace, dark clouds were thick, covering the whole field.

In the enchantment of the holy mountain dozens of miles away, the calm dark clouds on the mountain top suddenly rolled, and golden lightning boiled.

"hold head high……!"

There was a loud and distant roar, as if it came from ancient times, rushing to the nine heavens, the voice was filled with endless anger and unwillingness.

At this moment, the entire Linde Hall was completely silent, shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

Many people in the hall had a strange feeling. They felt that they hadn't changed in any way, but their hearts were inexplicably depressed, as if they were enveloped by an invisible pressure.

This is an inexplicable strange change, subtle, without a trace.

However, there are many people with high cultivation bases in the Great Yan Empire in the palace, but at this moment, some people showed shock and anger.

Tuoba Feixiong on the throne, after listening to these three poems, also had a cold light in his eyes, and suddenly looked at Huangfu Sheng!

"Master Huangfu, is this a gift from His Majesty Yuan Emperor and you to me!"

Under the cold questioning, Huangfu Sheng was immediately enveloped by an extremely terrifying coercion and an ungodly power.

Even though the scope of this coercion had been shrunk to the extreme by Tuoba Feixiong, once it was released, the entire Linde Palace still shook violently, and the ground began to crack, the scene was extremely horrifying!

Faced with this terrifying coercion, Sheng Huangfu's body shook, and mysterious runes that exuded milky white luster suddenly appeared around him, wrapping around his body like a barrier enveloping him.

However, facing Emperor Yan's wrath, this barrier seemed somewhat irresistible.

The runes flowing on the surface began to tremble violently, and cracks appeared on the surface of the barrier, showing faint signs of cracking, and even the ground under Huangfu Sheng's feet was sunken.

Huangfu Sheng's face had always been extremely calm until now, and finally there was a change, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But immediately he held a string of jade-white beads in his hand, and with a slight movement in his mind, a supreme power was released, which was also an incomparably powerful aura of majesty, covering his whole body like a substance, Huangfu Sheng's figure Become as stable as Mount Tai again.

Feeling the aura on this string of jade beads, Tuoba Feixiong's pupils shrank, and there was also a trace of surprise in his eyes.

But at this moment, Huangfu Sheng had recovered his indifference, and said to Tuoba Feixiong: "Emperor Yan is indeed powerful, but please calm down and accept my emperor's wishes, so as not to make my emperor feel uneasy."