"This is... the Ancient Sword!"
"It's definitely the Ancient Sword!!"
Chu Ge's heart trembled.
That’s right!
He definitely didn't admit his mistake!
In the small world where he lives, there is a book of magical weapons passed down from the fairyland. Ranked first among them is a long sword with a very ordinary shape, which is exactly the same as the sword in Lu Hen Ge's song.
The only difference is that the sword in Lu Hen Singer is covered with rust and looks like a piece of scrap metal.
The moment Lu Hen Ge took out the Ancient Sword, Chu Ge didn't recognize it, but then, the sword exuded an ancient aura, which made Chu Ge instantly think of the Ancient Sword.
This is a magical weapon that should be in the fairyland!
now.
It was actually in the hands of a monk from the lower realm.
even.
From the casual way Lu Hen Ge used the Ancient Sword, it could be seen that the Ancient Sword had recognized him as its master.
This scene!
It's ridiculous!
It's like a rich girl following a penniless homeless man. Huang Gu Jian is the rich girl, and Lu Henge is the homeless man.
"Oh shit!"
"Heaven is harming me!"
Chu Ge roared in his heart.
The reason why he came to this world was because he believed in the way of heaven in this world. The way of heaven said that there was an immortal cauldron in this world, and it was in need of a son of luck. As long as he came, the son of luck would be his, the immortal cauldron would be his, and even the opportunity to become an immortal and ascend to the fairyland in the future would be his.
Now it seems like pure empty talk.
Would Tiandao be unaware of Lu Hen Ge’s existence?
Of course I know!
because.
This is a world governed by the Way of Heaven.
Since Tiandao knew about Lu Hen Ge's existence in advance, but still tricked him here, it can only mean that he was deceived.
far away.
Lu Hen Ge raised the ancient sword.
The first move of the Immortal-Slaying Technique.
There is no trouble in the world.
The cultivator who created the Immortal-Slaying Technique was not Jiang Wuxu, but another powerful man. This man rose from a mortal, fought his way back, and became a giant in the immortal world. The techniques he created all have one characteristic, which is simplicity.
But this set of sword techniques is extremely suitable for the ancient sword.
That's why.
Jiang Wuxu collected this set of swords into his own sword tomb.
The moment the Ancient Sword was raised, all sounds between heaven and earth disappeared. Chu Ge even suspected that he had lost his hearing and could not even hear the sound of his own voice.
"This move is too terrifying!"
"Unbeatable!"
Chu Ge is not stupid.
Although he looked down on the cultivators of lower planes, he had to maintain the minimum respect for the Ancient Sword. What's more, Lu Hen Ge did not look like a native of this world at all, and his cultivation and strength were equally terrifying.
Think of this.
Chu Ge's eyes were solemn, and the black and white brush in his hand began to write frantically in the air.
Large golden characters appeared one after another.
Then.
Forming a dense and complex Confucian and Taoist text.
"Fake Immortal Technique!"
“Words from the Confucian and Taoist sages!!”
There are three thousand great ways, and every one of them leads to immortality.
But in Lu Hen Ge's world, Confucianism and Taoism should be the smallest avenue. There are very few monks who practice Confucianism and Taoism and follow the words of saints, not to mention ordinary people. The real Confucianism and Taoism is not about memorizing texts and reciting poems in private schools, but about cultivating the so-called great spirit.
Although Lu Hen Ge had some experience in the Three Thousand Great Daos, he did not understand Confucianism and Taoism very well. As for the so-called Haoran Qi, he did have a little bit of it in his body, but it was very little and almost negligible.
Lu Hen Ge's eyes flickered slightly.
Confucianism...
Words of the Sage...
Generally speaking, those who can be called saints are not ordinary people.
and.
Looking at the sage's words written by Chu Ge in the air, it was obviously an extremely complete article, and each large golden character revealed a strong sense of righteousness.
"interesting."
“There are three kinds of Tao in him.”
"The monk's robe represents the Buddhist precepts; the wine gourd represents the unrestrained nature of Taoism; and the brush represents the literary grace of Confucianism."
What's even more interesting is that Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are all extremely niche paths of cultivation in the world where Lu Hen Ge lives. In an environment where everyone focuses on cultivating spiritual power and demonic energy, these extremely unpopular paths have always been inconspicuous.
It seems.
The cultivation system of each small world is different.
The path of cultivation that is extremely unpopular in this world is the mainstream in other worlds.
A moment.
Lu Hen Ge was in high spirits.
It was his first time to fight against the Confucian and Taoist sage Yan.
Just a short breath.
Chu Ge then finished writing an article about the words of a sage.
But that’s not enough!
He gritted his teeth and began to write the second article using the little remaining righteousness in his body.
The opponent is the Ancient Sword!
This sword is invincible!
Just one sage's words is not enough.
Right at this moment.
The blade of the ancient sword fell.
Seeing this.
Chu Ge bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. His breath immediately weakened, but the blood stained the words of the saint in the air, and suddenly a golden light shone brightly. The heaven and earth seemed to be murmuring a faint chanting. The specific source of the sound could not be heard, but every character penetrated into people's ears, like a heavy hammer, hammering on the soul again and again.
As the sage said.....the best way to conquer the heart is to conquer the heart.
It causes very little damage to the physical body.
But according to the words of saints who have reached a high level of cultivation, just one word can make a person's heart and mind change drastically, and even make them commit suicide willingly.
certainly.
Lu Hen Ge had never seen it.
after all.
This was his first time fighting against Confucianism and Taoism.
Compared with the sage's words in golden light, the blade of the ancient sword seemed a little too simple. Every inch of space where the sword fell was compressed and collapsed. All light and sound were annihilated completely at the moment of contact with the sword. This extremely simple move could flatten the entire world.
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