The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The tens of millions of demon barbarians were in a brief panic.

When the rank is high enough, the number can no longer make up for the gap.

The tens of millions of demon barbarians can resist the power of some great Confucian scholars with dozens of demon kings, but they cannot resist the powerful power of the great righteousness and the great righteousness of the words and the classics of the saints.

In the Shengyuan Continent, the power of the classics of the saints is several times that of the outside world.

Many Jinshi and Hanlin looked at Jiang Hechuan with envy. This is the power of the great Confucian scholars, fighting against thousands of thousands.

If a great Confucian scholar like Jiang Hechuan with a strong righteousness defends, five or six great demon kings will find it difficult to get close to him with his great Confucian text alone, second only to the Mo family's conservative rules.

After reading the entire chapter of "The King's System", the demon barbarians not only did not get close, but because of too many casualties in the front formation, they were farther away from the sky-walking building ship.

Millions of demon barbarians were terrified. Without the great demon king to stop them, no matter how many demon barbarians there were, they could not rush over.

The horn of the demon bull horn sounded again, and the great demon king on the mountain issued an attack order again.

"Ah..." Countless monsters continued to charge, and each monster's eyes turned blood red, completely losing their minds, and pounced like hungry wolves.

Jiang Hechuan said: "Everyone, you can take the military merits that you picked up for free."

The great scholar Zhang Hu smiled and said: "Then I will not be polite."

As soon as the voice fell, the light and shadow in the void moved randomly, and a tongue sword carrying lightning flew straight into the monster group, followed by thousands of thunders, divine light flashing, and all the monsters within a radius of one mile were carbonized by lightning.

"Hongyu old man, steal my military merits!" Zhang Hu finished scolding with a smile, and recited the great scholar's war poem "Viewing the Sea", and saw a tsunami containing starlight rising from the ground.

The tsunami was hundreds of feet thick, thousands of feet high, and unknown miles long. It was like a huge peak condensed by sea water suddenly rising into the sky, instantly surpassing the height of the sky-walking ship, like a piece of sky smashing towards the monsters.

All the monsters instinctively looked up at the huge tsunami, and in the shadow formed by the tsunami, their eyes were full of despair.

Zhang Hu is good at poetry. This is the second level of "Viewing the Sea". Even the big demon kings were hit and their injuries were difficult to heal for many days. If these demons were hit and involved, they would be turned into meat paste in an instant.

A million people can't stop the great scholar's poem.

The big demon kings on the mountain finally couldn't sit still. They joined forces with the demon kings outside to use magic to intercept from a distance. Hundreds of lights cut through the sky and hit the terrible tsunami one after another.

The tsunami collided with a large number of magic, forming a series of huge explosions, forming a strong impact in all directions, and even the sky-walking ship was shaken slightly.

Not long after, the tsunami disappeared, but the area below had become a water country, with millions of demons dead and more than half of them scattered.

Fang Yun's eyes lit up. He finally saw the legendary great scholar's war poem with his own eyes. If there is no power to stop it, the tsunami will continue to advance and expand, enough to destroy a prefecture.

However, those demons completely lost their minds and continued to charge forward. All the great scholars were not polite and started a ruthless killing. The other scholars did not even have the opportunity to intervene before the battle was over.

There were still many demons on the Wild Demon Mountain, but those great demon kings were no longer prepared to continue sending demons to die.

Those great demon kings discussed for a long time and could only watch the sky-walking building ship go away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The sky-walking building ship flew out of the Wild Demon Mountain and smoothly came to the sky above the Yangtze River. When it flew to the center of the river, the river water within a range of 300 miles suddenly burst, and the waves rushed into the sky, containing a powerful holy power, which turned into a huge water palace to wrap the sky-walking building ship.

A majestic holy power came from the direction of the Holy Academy and instantly arrived above the water palace.

However, the holy power took time to come south, and the water palace had completely wrapped the sky-walking building ship.

A full hundred drops of demon holy blood suddenly appeared in the water palace.

Among them, there were a full five drops of great saint blood!

At this time, Fang Yun finally understood that the millions of demons were just used to paralyze everyone.

However, the great scholar Ye Hongyu waved his hand, and twelve bamboo slips appeared in the air. Then the twelve bamboo slips rolled and spread out, making a crisp sound of bamboo pieces, and formed a bamboo slip.

It was pleasant to the ears.

Infinite amounts of clear light erupted from the bamboo slips, like the sun and the moon in the sky, illuminating the sky.

The hundred drops of demon blood had already turned into a holy clone, ready to self-destruct or even attack at any time, but time flies.

All the holy clones suddenly stopped moving, and then together with the water palace, they seemed to become a piece of paper sealed in the ancient tomb for thousands of years. The moment the ancient tomb was opened, the breeze gently caressed it and turned it into ashes, silently.

It seemed that it had never existed at all.

Many scholars felt cold all over, and they all realized what the bamboo slips were.

"Spring and Autumn"!

Except for "Spring and Autumn", the first chronological history book in Shengyuan Continent, no holy book or cultural treasure has such power.

The Spring and Autumn Annals is the last book compiled by Confucius, and it is also the strongest holy book.

Fang Yun stared at the Spring and Autumn Annals, feeling a familiar power from it. After all, he had entered the world of the Spring and Autumn Annals and experienced more than two hundred years.

However, Fang Yun knew that the bamboo slips in the air were not the original Spring and Autumn Annals at all, but just a shadow projected by the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Holy Academy.

No matter how powerful the Hundred Saints' clones are, they are not as good as the shadow of the Spring and Autumn Annals.

The bamboo slips were divided into twelve volumes and flew into the sleeves of the great scholar Ye Hongyu.

Ye Hongyu took a step back and disappeared on the Skywalker.

From the appearance of the Water Palace to the disappearance of the Hundred Saints' clones, it was only a blink of an eye. The people on the Skywalker were immersed in the thrilling battle just now, standing on the ship blankly, letting the ship fly.

"This... is this the legendary power of the holy book? Looking at it up close, it is simply incredible. It is completely different from the poetry and scriptures we have learned!" Qiao Juze said.

Chen Liyue whispered: "Nonsense, the Spring and Autumn Annals is not an ordinary scripture. Those powerful holy books and treasures are definitely not ordinary. Otherwise, what can our human race use to compete with such powerful monsters and barbarians."

"But this is too strong, it is unreasonable."

"If it is reasonable, Confucius would not force the monster world to sign a thousand-year non-war treaty, becoming the first shame of the monster world, and making many barbarians worship Confucius as a god. Many powers of this Spring and Autumn Annals, we can't see or feel them at all, we are just watching the fun. I heard that there are still statues of Confucius in many tribes of barbarians in the monster world, but the appearance is more like apes."

"I have heard that many apes worship Confucius as their ancestor." Fang Yun nodded.

Minister Sai of the Ministry of Rites showed envy and said, "Fang Xusheng, if you can be crowned as a semi-saint, and then you can finish writing the magnificent "Ancient Demon History" with the holy page, your "Ancient Demon History" will definitely become a holy book for historians immediately. If you can obtain the power of the Shidao Stone Gate, the power will far exceed that of ordinary history books."

Everyone nodded, all envious.

Fang Yun coughed lightly and said, "Minister Sai is too serious. It is already extremely difficult to compile the "Ancient Demon History". Let alone becoming a saint, let alone the holy book later."

"After all, you have this possibility, but we don't even have this possibility."

Fang Yun thought that although the "Ancient Demon History" is powerful, it is the history of an alien race after all. If the "Emperor's Canon" of the human race is written, the power will definitely be stronger than the "Ancient Demon History".