The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 265: Sweeping Confucianism and Taoism! The Four Arts Show Their Power!

Above the Taoist platform, the imperial court gathered great power, making it difficult for the Confucian and immortal sects to move forward.

The Confucian and Taoist disciples who joined later blindly followed the crowd and formed a pincer attack on the Confucian and Immortal sects.

An atmosphere of powerlessness and suppression spread, and many disciples had even lost the will to resist.

But at this moment, bursts of roaring dragon roars suddenly sounded from behind the Taoist platform!

Everyone present was stunned and looked back.

I saw a young man surrounded by fish and dragons in the densely populated area at the back, with a surging aura of righteousness rising to the sky.

Anyone who blocked his way was no match for him, and they were torn apart to create a path to the sky!

"Who is that!"

Some people in the court cried out in horror and stepped back unconsciously.

"Dragon Dance?"

"I am a disciple of the Confucian Immortal. Follow me, Senior Brother!"

The formation of the Holy Academy had been broken up, but when they saw this scene, they were all overjoyed.

Without anyone calling the shots, all the disciples of the Holy Academy followed the young man voluntarily.

As he moved forward, a group of extremely powerful forces gathered behind the young man.

"Junior Brother Changqing, here!"

Lingsi, who was far away, was surprised when he saw this and shouted loudly.

Su Changqing, who had just come on stage, looked over when he heard the words and immediately moved closer to Lingsi and the others.

"Stop him!"

The disciples of the imperial court roared in anger, and the dense crowd blocked Su Changqing and others like a tidal wave.

Lingsi already has a formidable momentum behind him, and if Su Changqing and the other party were to join forces.

Then this 'trend' will pose a threat to them.

At this time, all the disciples from the imperial court gathered together in the rear, speaking the laws of heaven, with a sense of righteousness rising in their hearts.

The secret Confucian and Taoist methods that covered the sky and the sun fell like a torrential rain.

The terrifying pressure made all the Confucian immortals change color.

"Brother, please stay out of the spotlight for now!"

A young man next to Su Changqing spoke hurriedly and actually stood in front of Su Changqing to cover his retreat.

At this time, Su Changqing was the "flag" of the Confucian and Immortal school.

Everyone present was watching. If Su Changqing fell, the momentum that had been gathered with great difficulty would collapse in an instant.

"No problem, just follow me."

Su Changqing's eyes were as fast as lightning as he looked at the secret magical power that was falling like rain.

He just raised his hand slowly, and a surge of righteous energy gathered, and a milky white brush fell into his palm.

Su Changqing held the pen and dropped it into the air, and Taoist characters full of special charm quickly emerged.

"hold head high!"

The sound of dragon roar suddenly arose, and the Confucian and Taoist platforms suddenly gathered with a majestic and righteous spirit.

The majestic energy was like the waves and tides of the sea, and exquisite Taoist seals emerged from it and transformed into huge fish that soared into the sky!

"Roar!"

Like a roar from an ancient creature, the huge fish leaped up and turned into giant dragons dancing.

When the fish and the dragon come together, a majestic and vast righteous energy bursts out in an instant.

"kill!"

Su Changqing's black hair danced wildly and he roared angrily, then the brush in his hand pointed into the air.

boom!
One hundred and twenty-nine fish and dragons danced together, winding and interweaving in the void, and the terrifying righteous energy turned into a rainbow rising into the sky.

The long rainbow was like a giant dragon with no head or tail, and with terrifying power, it rushed straight into the oncoming mysterious rain group.

Ang! Boom boom boom~
Endless light burst out, and the giant dragon was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. With a flick of its tail, thousands of secret techniques shattered.

His body was as hard as divine gold or iron, and the secret techniques he used on him did not even cause any hindrance to his opponent.

"hold head high!"

The giant dragon shook its head and tail, then charged straight into the crowd in the court.

The crowd was flying around, and the sounds of exclamations and screams were endless.

A road leading directly to where Lingsi and others were was pierced by the killing.

"This"

This scene shocked everyone present.

Fishes and dragons dance together, tearing through the crowd, and no one can stop them.

Such power made everyone look stunned.

A moment later, the Confucian Immortal lineage cheered thunderously and looked at the young man in front of them with burning eyes.

The court kept retreating, with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

They couldn't understand why the divine realm could unleash such powerful force.

……

At this time, the Zhongzhou court was in one lineage.

"Fish and Dragon Dance!"

A great scholar in the hall suddenly stood up, looked up at the sky and cried out in horror,

"That's Li Qingchen's Fish-Dragon Dance!"

"How is it possible that there is someone else in this world who knows this kind of calligraphy besides Li Qingchen!"

The faces of the many great scholars present were also pale, as if they recalled some bad memories.

They still remember vividly the time when the dragon roared in Zhongzhou and the blood of the great scholars flowed like a river.

"This Fish-Dragon Dance is actually at the entry-level level!"

At this time, another great scholar murmured in shock.

Everyone present was stunned and stood there in a daze.

Of course, they also saw the extraordinary aspect of this fish-dragon dance.

On the Confucian and Taoist platform, how strong a Confucian practitioner's fighting power can be exerted is not determined by his realm.

But it is the cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism.

The stronger your Confucian and Taoist cultivation is, the more boundless power the Taoist platform will automatically gather.

In other words, even if the great scholars present at this moment were to go on stage, they would not be a match for Su Changqing.

The combat power that the Fish-Dragon Dance at the entry-level stage can exert on the Taoist platform far exceeds the divine realm.

The omnipresent great energy will automatically make up for the insufficient energy supply of the realm.

This is also the reason why Su Changqing, who is only at the divine realm, can burst out such terrifying combat power.

Because on the fortune-telling platform, what is looked at is the comprehension of the Tao, not the strength of the realm.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Mr. Mu's calligraphy has already reached a certain level, so he may not be afraid of the other party!"

A man who had just been promoted to a great scholar spoke to encourage everyone.

But when these words were spoken, many great scholars present smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

“Although both have entered the Dao, Mu Yun and Zhi Yu are far behind.”

The great scholar Mo Lan shook his head and said, "Although the realms are the same, the secret techniques themselves are different."

"It's like a heaven-level secret technique and a yellow-level secret technique."

"They have all cultivated their own life seals, but can you say that their power is equal?"

After saying this, he looked up at the sky, at the scene of the fish and dragon dancing together, and sighed:
"The Immortal Seal·Dragon Dance is equivalent to the 'Emperor' Art in Confucianism and Taoism."

"And the calligraphy that Master Mu has practiced is comparable to the immortal seal script."

Mo Lan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Compare?
There is no comparison between the two. The power of immortal seal script and Mu family calligraphy are not on the same level at all.

"Humph!"

Mu Ren snorted coldly at this time and said, "So what if the Immortal Seal enters the Dao?"

"In terms of numbers, our imperial lineage is absolutely suppressed."

"No matter how strong he is, he can't kill all our people!"

He raised his eyes to the sky and said with a slightly cold gaze:

"It's only the rear that are being killed. Our real 'big forces' are all in front of the Taotai!"

Everyone present looked over when they heard this.

At this time, the two major trends of Confucianism, Taoism and Taoism had already taken shape.

On one side is the Confucian and Immortal lineage, located behind the Taoist platform, and they have already merged.

What blocked the way for the Ruxian lineage was a densely packed, winding sea of ​​people that stretched as far as one could see.

The difference in the number of people between the two sides is at least five times!
Seeing this scene, everyone present felt relieved.

Only the great scholar Mo Lan sighed inwardly, "That young man is not only good at calligraphy."

……

"Is that the young disciple of the Confucian Immortal?" Mu Yun, who was walking in the front on the platform, also noticed something strange behind him.

He looked back and saw the magnificent sight of fish and dragons dancing together, and his expression changed slightly.

He also studied calligraphy, but he felt that he was far from reaching the level of Su Changqing.

"Brother, don't worry about him. Junior Brother Mu Chen and the others will stop him."

A disciple from the imperial court said, "As long as we reach the top first, we'll win this time!"

At this time, Confucianists all over the world were watching the battle.

The victory or defeat at the Fenyuntai will determine the future direction of Confucianism and Taoism.

Once the imperial court takes the lead, the Holy Academy will be powerless to recover!
"Let's go. It won't be too late to fight him at this literary event."

Mu Yun took a deep look at Su Changqing in the distance, and then climbed up again.

The closer this fortune-dividing platform is to the front, the stronger the pressure of "fortune" will be.

It will take him some time to reach the top.

at the same time.

With the reunion of Su Changqing and Lingsi, the disciples of the Confucian Immortal lineage completely gathered together.

A powerful force gathered from the souls of all the disciples.

"I thought you weren't coming."

Seeing Su Changqing, Lingsi finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in her heart.

She knew very well how terrifying the fighting power of Su Changqing, who was beside her, could be on the distribution platform.

"How could that be? The teacher's lineage is in trouble, so I have to come despite all the difficulties."

Su Changqing smiled and looked forward, "What's the situation now?"

Ye Ling at the side heard this and said worriedly: "Mu Yun of the Mu family has led some people to the summit first."

"The rest of the disciples from the imperial court will stay behind to block us."

"There are simply too many of them. Senior Sister Lingsi led us to charge several times, but we still couldn't break through."

Everyone present nodded upon hearing this and looked ahead helplessly.

The descendants of the imperial court sealed off the Taotai tightly.

There were so many Confucian practitioners that one couldn't even see the end of them.

With such a huge gap, they couldn't find a breakthrough at all.

"What is Senior Sister Lingsi going to do?"

Su Changqing looked up, then looked at Ling Si beside him and asked with a smile.

"Kill them through!"

Lingsi's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he spoke without any hesitation.

Ye Ling on the side wanted to say something but hesitated. But before she could open her mouth, Su Changqing chuckled.

"Exactly what I thought."

Everyone present looked sideways with hesitation upon hearing this.

The other side has more than five times as many Confucian practitioners as them. How can they defeat them?
"Hahaha, you're going to kill us all? Just you guys?"

The leader of the imperial court, Mu Chen, laughed out loud and said jokingly:
"Come if you dare. I want to see how you can kill all of us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the young men in the court shouted in unison, and the overwhelming force seemed to be real and fell down with a bang.

The people of the Confucian Immortal School were not willing to be outdone. The righteous aura in their bodies boiled, and they joined forces to move forward.

boom!
The two forces collided with a loud bang, and the aftermath shook the huge Taoist platform.

But it was obvious that the Confucian Immortal lineage was at a disadvantage, and many disciples groaned and took several steps back.

Seeing this, Mu Chen and others sneered, and their aura became even stronger.

"Senior Sister Lingsi, you lead the charge, and I will take care of the rest."

Su Changqing glanced ahead, then ascended to the sky and sat cross-legged in the sky.

He waved his sleeves, and a majestic and righteous aura condensed in front of him like a substance.

Soon, a simple and plain guqin fell on his knees.

"Fellow disciples, follow me and kill!"

Lingsi's eyes lit up when he saw this, and then he shouted proudly and led his men to rush forward.

Seeing this, the other disciples didn't know how to break the deadlock, but they still gritted their teeth and followed.

The majestic energy in the air was like a surging torrent, rushing straight towards the court.

"Tell them to go back!"

Mu Chen laughed loudly and waved his sleeves, and divine patterns flashed across the sky.

Behind him, there was endless criticism and all kinds of Confucian and Taoist secrets rising up.

boom!
The people from the Holy Academy and the Imperial Court collided like two torrents.

The spiritual thoughts of a large number of disciples disappeared in an instant.

But obviously, the Confucian Immortal lineage suffered greater losses, and their progress was blocked by the other side.

If we continue like this, we will be beaten back just like we were just now.

But just wait until this moment.

"Zheng!"

A sound of piano filled with endless murderous intent exploded from heaven and earth.

The sound of the piano was like a divine weapon being unsheathed, full of sharp murderous intent, which instantly made people feel creepy and their hair stood on end.

All the Confucian practitioners on the Taoist platform all changed their expressions at this moment.

The scene between heaven and earth changed suddenly, as if one had arrived at an ancient battlefield where two armies were fighting.

I saw a sky full of shadows appearing behind Su Changqing.

They were mighty soldiers holding weapons!
They were wearing armor, riding tall strange beasts, and raised their swords and spears as the music rose and fell.

"kill!"

When the low and short melody reached its climax, the army that covered the sky and the sun roared and rushed towards the court.

boom!
The unstoppable soldiers, like a torrent of steel, with murderous intent all over their bodies, forcefully tore open a crack.

Zheng!
Zheng!
Zheng!
Su Changqing turned a blind eye, his ten fingers dancing like mad, his black hair fluttering.

The horrifying murderous intent continued to rise with the jumping of each note.

It seemed like endless illusory shadows kept emerging from behind Su Changqing and then rushed into the battlefield.

There are soldiers holding weapons and fierce beasts.

Moreover, thousands of sharp arrows whizzed past at the same time, covering the sky and the sun, causing chaos on the Taoist platform.

At this moment, the shouts of fear, the roars of despair, the shocking shouts
chaos!
The explosions of various sounds, coupled with the sounds of killing that shook the heaven and earth, made the platform seem like a group of demons dancing wildly and ghosts howling.

Qinsha Guishenyuan, under the endless energy supply from Daotai, reached its peak!

The court has a large number of people and has an absolute advantage.

But as the sound of endless killing rang out, the situation on the battlefield collapsed almost instantly.

"How is this possible! Entering the Dao, and the four arts of the Dao level!"

Mu Chen's expression clearly showed panic.

He looked at the young man sitting cross-legged on the sky, with shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Of the four arts of Confucianism and Taoism, Su Changqing mastered two of them.

How could they stop such Confucian and Taoist achievements?
At this time, the people in the court were in chaos, and they were helpless and followed the crowd to retreat.

In contrast, there are people in the Holy Academy.

They looked up into the sky with burning eyes. The young man sitting cross-legged was like the banner of Confucianism and the future.

The great force that was gathering above his forehead was now visibly expanding.

"Kill, and purge Confucianism today!"

Lingsi looked excited. After looking at Su Changqing, he led everyone to charge forward.

The court's originally solid defense was now like a scattered ant nest, collapsing at the slightest touch.

Many Confucian practitioners showed fear on their faces and rushed straight to the front of the Taoist platform in panic.

"He actually came to kill me?"

At this time, Mu Yun, who was at the front, noticed the commotion behind and his expression changed slightly.

"That person is too strong."

A disciple at the side looked at Su Changqing in the distance, swallowed his saliva and said in shock:

"Both music and calligraphy are at the level of the four arts of the immortal family."

"Our people can't stop it at all."

Mu Yun's expression darkened when he heard that, and he turned around and went downstairs.

"Mr. Mu!"

One person stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yun, saying anxiously: "The other party is too strong. Even if you go, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat them."

Before the man could finish his words, Mu Yun interrupted him and sneered:
"He is very strong."

"But I wonder, compared with Emperor Wen's poetry, whose is better?"

(End of this chapter)