Chapter 158 Zeng Anmin: Dad, so you were trying to trick me?!
Look at the majestic and mighty Hu Zi.
Zeng Anmin's eyes gradually became serious.
"My father entered Taoism with the power of the Imperial Court, and became a Dharma image, bearing the Confucian instrument of the 'Hu'."
Dad flicked his finger.
The green tablet floated from the old man's hand to Zeng Anmin's front.
Zeng Anmin did not stretch out his hand, but just looked quietly at the tablet floating in front of him.
"Since ancient times, there have been many great Confucian scholars who used the hu as a Confucian instrument. However, the paths of their predecessors were all realized by their predecessors. We Confucianists can emulate them, but we do not have the same perfect understanding as our predecessors."
"And Xiaowenxin means to realize your own offensive method, which will be unique to you and most suitable for you."
When Dad said this, a fierce look flashed across his face.
The next moment.
Zeng Anmin saw that the tablet in front of him suddenly turned bright green.
Shining like the bright moon.
"And the methods that my father originally understood...are only applicable to the demon race."
Zeng Shilin waved his hand casually, and the tablet disappeared.
"Forehead?"
Zeng Anmin looked up at his father blankly.
You show your Confucianism.
Isn't it for a big show?
How come... it starts off so well but ends so poorly?
"The method that Xiao Wenxin has learned can be said to be the life-saving skill of every Confucian and Taoist cultivator. It will not be publicized to the outside world."
Seeing Zeng Anmin's confused expression, Dad coughed and explained.
???
Zeng Anmin understood instantly.
"Then you don't need to be on guard against me, do you?"
Zeng Anmin was speechless.
"Don't worry about it. What I'm teaching you now is the Confucian skills learned by our ancestors, and it's also the Confucian skills that can be used by the Hu."
Zeng Shilin didn't want to say so much to Haodaer, he said calmly:
"Show your sceptre."
After Zeng Anmin nodded, his mind moved slightly.
A golden tablet emerged from his sea of consciousness and appeared in Zeng Anmin's hand.
Exuding a majestic glow.
Even though it was not the first time I saw a golden sceptre.
Dad couldn't help but be a little dazed.
gold.
This is an ancient legend.
"Hold your breath, stare at it intently, and try to communicate with it in your mind."
Dad spoke slowly.
After hearing this, Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.
Then he looked at the "Hu".
“Carefully recall the feeling of realizing the artistic conception of ‘control’.”
There was inducement in Dad's voice.
Zeng Anmin's mind suddenly emerged with what he had learned when he used "slow enlightenment" as a shortcut.
A flash of enlightenment emerged in my mind.
“The sage said, ‘Use your mind to control yourself, use yourself to control others, use others to control things, and use things to control your mind.’”
Dad's mighty voice, like the purest power between heaven and earth, penetrated into Zeng Anmin's ears.
"Control yourself with your heart..."
"To control others with oneself..."
"Use people to control things..."
"Use things to control your heart..."
Zeng Anmin slowly understood.
Like the brightest moment.
He seemed to have grasped something.
In a trance, he vaguely saw the ancient times.
A tall and majestic figure stands among the mountains.
The body seemed to be surrounded by fog, making it difficult to see his appearance.
But, the man just stretched out his hand and waved gently.
A huge black gold scepter emerged from his hand.
“Ong!!”
The next moment.
The huge black gold scepter suddenly flashed with light.
Small waves like ripples in the water spread towards the mountains.
As those small waves spread.
The trees moved and dust rose.
The entire mountain demon tribe was shocked to death without making a sound.
The scene was extremely strange.
suddenly.
Zeng Anmin opened his eyes.
At this moment, his eyes flashed with a golden light that made people dare not look directly at him.
"This is……"
Zeng Anmin looked at his father blankly and asked.
Dad smiled softly: "This is the method of controlling Qi from the Dao of Control, which was created by the Confucian Sage."
"Did you gain anything?"
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.
He carefully flicked the golden sceptre in his hand with his fingers.
Soon, he flicked the golden scepter into the air and it remained suspended.
He closed his eyes.
Try to communicate with the golden scepter.
It's as if we have the same thoughts.
After feeling Zeng Anmin's drive.
The golden scepter suddenly burst out with a ray of light.
The golden light makes people dare not look directly at it.
However, after a few breaths.
The golden light dimmed.
"Haha, no need to worry. My father also used this Confucian sage's offensive method for more than three years..."
The smile on Dad's face froze before it could spread.
He didn't even have time to close his mouth.
He just stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
I saw that Zeng Anmin had already opened his eyes at this time.
There was a faint golden light flashing in his almond-shaped eyes.
The next moment.
Golden waves of patterns floated in all directions from the golden scepter in the air.
“Buzz!!”
The next moment.
The waves were like a sudden strong wind between heaven and earth.
There was silence wherever I passed.
Dad's body instantly burst out with an extremely strong green light.
Form a light shield to protect it tightly.
This is why he was not touched by the golden waves.
"Bang!!!"
The next moment.
Cracks appeared wherever the golden waves touched.
"Buzz!"
The rape flowers in the yard were all cut down, as if they were being cut.
The thin peach tree in the yard was also cut in half.
For a while.
The yard was silent.
"Buzz."
The golden light in Zeng Anmin's eyes faded.
He slowly came back to his senses.
At this moment, his face was pale, and it was obvious that this attack had consumed a lot of the Haoran Golden Energy.
He could feel that there was not a drop left in his body.
But when he looked up at his father.
What I saw was my father's confused, dull and lifeless look.
"father?"
Zeng Anmin cried out in confusion.
"Um?"
Dad suddenly came to his senses when his eyes met Zeng Anmin's innocent eyes.
He coughed dryly, "Ahem, it's okay."
After saying this, he stood up and said:
"You've already gotten a glimpse of the offensive methods of the Dao of Imperialism. You'll just have to slowly become proficient in them. Well... the same goes for the other six arts."
After saying this, he turned around and walked out.
"father!"
Zeng Anmin's eyes suddenly became deep. He looked at the fallen flowers and plants and the half-cut peach tree in the yard, and there was an inexplicable resentment in his voice:
"I've only just begun to show my power, yet I'm already so powerful... Back in the Xuanjing Division of Liangjiang County, with your abilities, were you really unable to stop a mere seventh-rank Xu Tong?"
silence.
Dad trembled slightly as he carried Zeng Anmin on his back.
Zeng Anmin couldn't see the expression on his father's face at this moment.
"I told you that the choices you make after you examine your conscience are different."
Dad's voice seemed calm.
But Zeng Anmin heard more meaning from this calmness.
It's very complicated.
"That's not right. Besides you, there was also Dean Qin in the Xuanjing Division at that time!"
Zeng Anmin squinted his eyes:
"Could it be that Dean Qin couldn't stop Xu Tong? This doesn't make sense."
At this point, he was shocked: "That's right! You were the Governor-General of Liangjiang! Dean Qin and you are the same... cough cough."
"Dean Qin is your confidant again!"
"The trace of me secretly assassinating the son of Prince Jiang that night, who was not at the Water Governor's College... you should have noticed it..."
"Then I casually pointed at the map... and you actually came over, and you brought Wang Deli with you..."
At this point, Zeng Anmin's eyes widened: "So that day you asked me to escape through the back door first, all to test me!!"
“And then I really did self-destruct?”
The more he thought about it, the angrier Zeng Anmin became. He howled loudly:
"You are destroying the deep father-son relationship between you and me!!"
…
Dad didn't answer him for a long time.
Then he slowly turned around and looked towards him:
"There was indeed some testing intention within the Xuanjing Division at the beginning, but it wasn't as exaggerated as you say."
"That fellow Qin Shoucheng really can't stop Xu Tong."
"His choices in Confucianism are consistent with his father's."
As expected!!
"So what is your purpose, the two of you?"
After hearing the answer you want.
Zeng Anmin put away his acting expression.
He regained his calm demeanor.
He stared into Zeng Shilin's eyes:
"Why choose such an extreme approach when there are more comprehensive options?"
"This extreme situation could even lead to death if one is not careful enough."
"What are you and Dean Qin planning?"
When Dad heard this, his brows furrowed sharply:
"You'll know when the time comes."
"Dad!" Zeng Anmin raised his voice suddenly.
Zeng Shilin stopped and didn't look back.
"You advised me that at all times, my own safety should be my first priority."
"Can you promise me?"
"No matter what, you should always take your own life as your first responsibility."
Zeng Anmin pursed his lips, and there was a slight tremor in his voice.
Daddy's fists suddenly clenched.
Then slowly loosened it.
"Father knows."
The voice revealed a long-lost sense of relief.
After Dad finished speaking, he started walking away.
Soon he disappeared into the yard.
Watching my father disappear from the scene.
Zeng Anmin frowned tightly.
"What are you hiding from me?"
…………
Northland.
The cold wind is howling.
Like a knife cut.
Beimang Mountain.
This mountain range is the northernmost mountain range in the Wan Yao Mountain Area.
At the foot of the mountain is the northern border of the Great Saint Dynasty.
In this month approaching May.
Beimang Mountain is still covered with snow.
All the air you breathe out of your mouth will be frozen into ice chips.
On the endless mountain road.
A group of human soldiers were moving slowly forward at this time.
The formation of this group of soldiers is strange.
The tallest soldiers on both sides each held an extremely long, umbrella-shaped weapon in their hands.
If you look carefully.
The nearly two-meter-long weapon was actually made of the most common southern mangosteen.
And among this team of people.
In the very center stood a middle-aged man, whose face had turned a little blue from the cold.
As soon as the blood started to flow out of my nose, it was frozen into ice crystals by the cold air.
He is the only Confucian cultivator in the team, a Confucian cultivator of the seventh level of the Purple Mansion Realm.
"Aju!"
The Confucian cultivator sneezed.
A bird flying on the cliff path was startled and started circling.
The leader of this group of soldiers suddenly shouted:
"Concentrate! There's a demon clan team!!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the team gripped their weapons tightly.
Even though the exposed fingers were frozen and numb.
No one dared to be distracted at this time.
“Bang!!”
“Bang!!”
First there were the occasional sounds of footsteps.
Then, there were a series of violent collisions.
Not long.
A team of demons of similar size appeared in front of this group of soldiers.
From a distance, those monsters all had animal heads and human bodies.
In this icy and snowy place, those demon soldiers with animal heads and human bodies didn't even wear a decent piece of clothing to keep warm!
The strong skin is exposed.
“Ouch!!!”
The trembling sound of a beast's roar was heard.
"Pah~"
Snowflakes like goose feathers fell slowly from the sky.
Falling on everyone's face and head.
A chill ran through everyone's heart.
But still no one spoke.
Even at this time, some people in the team could not help but feel weak in the knees.
Constantly shaking.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m cold or because I’m scared.
In the team.
The middle-aged Confucian Taoist in the middle pursed his lips tightly.
He is the one whose legs shake the most violently in the team.
soon.
The demon team rushed towards this team extremely frantically.
Ten feet.
Two meters.
One zhang.
Soon, the front rows of the two teams were close to each other!
"Raise your shield!"
The leader stands at the end.
He shouted loudly, his voice revealing unparalleled power.
The large shield in front was suddenly raised.
“Bang!!”
The first round of attacks from the front row of the demon clan was blocked by the big shield.
“Ouch~!!”
The demon soldiers in the second row of the demon clan were extremely skilled in their movements.
Before anyone gave any orders, they were already training like millions of people.
He jumped high and moved swiftly in this small and cramped space.
In the blink of an eye, it was in mid-air, leaping over the human soldiers in front and towards the soldiers in the formation.
I saw that the sharp claws were about to break through the armor of the people in the formation.
"Wolf Xian Hand!!"
"kill!!!"
"kill!!!"
"Buck shield!"
“Raise!!”
At this time, the veterans in the human formation finally woke up from their dreams.
He hurriedly raised the wolf sword in his hand and stabbed it hard at the demon soldiers in the air.
"Sizzle~"
A teeth-grinding sound was heard.
The strange weapon firmly blocked the high-leaping demon.
Before they fell, they were already in the air and their skin was easily pierced by the wolf's claws.
Stirring their innards.
Life is fleeting.
"Bang!!!"
In a moment of encounter.
Nearly seven members of the demon tribe have been killed or injured.
"kill!!!"
The two teams, already blood-thirsty, had no time to count their casualties.
They attacked each other fiercely on this mountain road.
As time goes by.
The demon team also discovered something was wrong.
Why were the human soldiers able to easily tear their formation apart during previous battles in these mountains?
But today he behaved so fiercely and bravely?
"kill!!"
The human soldiers were already blood-thirsty.
The anger that had been suppressed in my chest for a long time was finally released today.
That strange weapon looked like the god of death's scythe.
Every time it is raised, at least two demons will die.
The human formation from the beginning to the end of the battle.
It hasn't changed.
Spearman.
Sword and shield man.
Long shield man.
Wolf hands.
team leader.
Confucianism.
Everyone is working hard to do what they are supposed to do.
It runs slowly like an ancient machine.
finally.
"Pfft."
As the last demon soldier fell to the ground.
The human soldiers finally woke up from their dream.
"this……"
The leading captain counted the number of people in his team again and again in disbelief.
(End of this chapter)
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