My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 158 Zeng Anmin: Dad, did you trick me back then? ? !
Look at the majestic and majestic hu.

Zeng Anmin's eyes gradually became serious.

"My father entered Taoism with the "imperial" skill, and became a Dharma image, carrying the Confucian instrument "Hu".

Dad flicked his fingers.

The green sceptre 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 scepter floating in front of him.

"Since ancient times, there have been many great Confucian scholars who used the hu as a Confucian instrument, but the paths of the predecessors were all realized by the predecessors. We Confucianists can emulate them, but we are not as perfect as the predecessors."

"And Xiaowenxin is 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.

next moment.

Zeng Anmin saw the tablet in front of him suddenly turn bright green.

It shines as brightly as the bright moon.

"And the methods that my father had learned in the beginning... were 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 the purpose of putting on 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 practitioner. 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 have to be on guard against me, do you?"

Zeng Anmin was speechless.

"Then don't worry about it. What your father is teaching you now is the Confucian skills learned by our predecessors, and it is also the Confucian skills that the "Hu" can use."

Zeng Shilin didn't want to say so much to Haodaer, he said calmly:
"Show your scepter."

After Zeng Anmin nodded, his mind moved slightly.

A golden scepter emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness and appeared in Zeng Anmin's hand.

Exuding a majestic aura.

Even though it was not the first time I saw a golden scepter.

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 towards the "Hu".

"Recall carefully the feeling of realizing the artistic conception of "control" at that time."

There was a hint of inducement in Dad's voice.

Zeng Anmin's mind then emerged with what he had realized 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 gradually 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 stood 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!!"

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 unable to make a sound and were all shocked to death.

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.

The old man smiled softly: "This is the method of controlling the Qi in the Dao of "Control", which was created by the Confucian Sage."

"Is there any gain?"

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

He carefully flicked the golden scepter in his hand with his fingers.

Soon, the golden scepter was flicked into the air and kept floating.

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, don't worry. This Confucian sage's attack method also took my father 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.

There was a faint golden light flickering in his phoenix eyes.

next moment.

Golden waves of patterns floated in all directions from the golden scepter in the air.

"Om!!"

next moment.

The waves were like a sudden strong wind between heaven and earth.

There was silence wherever I passed.

Dad's body suddenly burst out with an extremely strong green light.

Form a light shield to protect it tightly.

This way he was not touched by the golden waves.

"Bang!!!"

next moment.

Cracks appeared wherever the golden waves touched.

"Buzz!"

The rape flowers in the yard were all chopped off, as if they were being cut.

The thin peach tree in the yard was also cut in half.

For a while.

The courtyard was silent.

"Om."

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 his Haoran Jin Qi.

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 hopeless look.

"father?"

Zeng Anmin called out in confusion.

"Ok?"

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 left a sentence:
"You have already had a glimpse of the offensive methods of the Dao of "Defense". You will gradually become proficient in them in the future. 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 spoke with an inexplicable resentment:

"I'm just a beginner, but you can be so powerful... Back then, in the Xuanjing Division of Liangjiang County, with your ability, you really couldn't stop a mere seventh-rank Xu Tong?"

silence.

The old man 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 choice after you examine your conscience is different."

Dad's voice seemed calm.

But Zeng Anmin heard more meaning from this calmness.

Very complicated.

"That's not right. Besides you, there was also Dean Qin in the Xuan Jing Division at that time!"

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes:

"Could it be that Dean Qin couldn't stop Xu Tong? This doesn't make sense."

At this point, he was shocked: "Yes, yes! You were the Governor-General of Liangjiang! Dean Qin is the same as you... cough cough."

"Dean Qin is your confidant again!"

"The trace of me secretly assassinating the son of Prince Jiang that night was not at the Water Supervisor Academy... You should have noticed it..."

"Then I pointed at the map and you came over, and you brought Wang Deli with you..."

At this point, Zeng Anmin's eyes widened: "So you asked me to escape through the back door that day just to test me!!"

“And then I really self-destructed?”

The more he thought about it, the angrier Zeng Anmin became. He howled:
"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 at him:
"At first, Xuan Jingsi did have the intention to test him, but it was not as exaggerated as you said." "Qin Shoucheng was indeed unable to stop Xu Tong."

"His choice in Confucianism is consistent with his father's."

really! !
"So what is your purpose?"

After hearing the answer you want.

Zeng Anmin put away his performative expression.

He regained his calm demeanor.

He stared into Zeng Shilin's eyes:

"Since there are more comprehensive ways, why choose such an extreme one?"

"This extreme situation may even lead to death if one is not careful enough."

"What are you and Dean Qin planning?"

When the old man heard this, his brows furrowed sharply:
"You'll know then."

"Dad!" Zeng Anmin shouted loudly.

Zeng Shilin stopped and didn't look back.

"You advised me that at all times, I should always put my own safety first."

"Can you promise me?"

"No matter what time, you should take your own life as your first responsibility?"

Zeng Anmin pursed his lips, and his voice trembled slightly.

Daddy's fists suddenly clenched.

Then slowly loosened.

"Father knows."

The voice revealed a long-lost sense of relief.

After saying this, Dad started walking away.

Soon he disappeared into the yard.

Watching my father disappear from the scene.

Zeng Anmin's brows were tightly furrowed.

"What are you hiding from me?"

…………

Northland.

The cold wind howled.

It's like cutting with a knife.

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 exhaled from the mouth will be frozen into ice chips.

On the endless mountain road.

A team of human soldiers were moving slowly forward at this time.

The formation of this group of soldiers was strange.

The tallest soldiers on both sides each held an extremely long, umbrella-shaped, strange 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 man whose face had turned a little blue from the cold.

As soon as the blood started to flow out of his nose, it was frozen into ice crystals by the cold air.

He is the only Confucian cultivator in the team, a Confucian cultivator at the seventh level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

"A chirp!"

The Confucian monk sneezed.

A bird flying on the cliff was startled and started circling.

The leader of this group of soldiers suddenly shouted:
"Focus! There's a demon team!!"

Hearing this, everyone in the team gripped their weapons tightly.

Even though the exposed fingers were frozen and had no feeling.

No one dared to be distracted at this time.

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

First there were the occasional sounds of footsteps on the ground.

Then, there were a series of violent collisions.

Not long after.

A team of demons of similar size appeared in front of this team 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.

"Ow!!!"

The terrifying roar of an animal was heard.

"Pap~"

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 start to feel weak in the knees.

Keep shaking.

I don’t know if it’s because of the cold or the fear.

among the team.

The middle-aged Confucian Taoist in the middle pursed his lips tightly.

He was the one whose legs shook the most violently in the team.

soon.

The demon team rushed towards this team extremely frantically.

Ten feet.

Two feet.

One foot.

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 narrow and cramped space.

In the blink of an eye, it was in mid-air, leaping over the human soldiers in front of it, and leaping 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!!!"

"Bowler!"

“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 the demon soldiers in the air.

"Zi~"

A heartbreaking voice sounded.

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.

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 found something wrong.

Why were the human soldiers able to easily tear their formation apart during previous battles in the mountains?

Why is he acting so brave today?

"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 race's formation from the beginning to the end of the battle.

Never changed.

Lancer.

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.

at last.

"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)