Daqin Zhentiansi
Chapter 359 Yang Baitao's Year of Practice and One Breath of Enlightenment
Chapter 359: Yang Baitao's Hundred Years of Cultivation and Enlightenment
"Haha, if you can't calm down, then don't read anymore." The other two students also stood up with a smile, tossed the scroll aside, and walked to the front, holding the golden chain. They didn't have much Haoran power, but they were young and full of energy.
The replenishment of qi and blood gave the Haoran barrier a more bloody color.
"Bam—"
The immortal practitioner holding the long banner drew the green immortal light and transformed it into a spear, smashing it directly on the light curtain.
The spear tore through the light curtain, pierced a carriage, and exploded it.
A student was hit on the back by the broken wheel, and blood spurted out of his mouth.
One by one, the students stood up, walked to the front and grabbed the chains.
The energy and blood in their bodies were rapidly depleted.
The golden light on Zhang Yuan's body became more and more intense.
The painting he was drawing was already 80% covered by black ink, leaving only Fang Haoran's strength struggling to hold on.
The devil's way is overwhelming, and there is nothing we can do.
Perhaps, this is the general trend of Qingtian Continent, and this is the fate of Confucianism and Taoism in the Qin Dynasty?
"boom--"
In the distance, two golden lights broke through the evil cloud and stepped out of Yunhe County.
If we just hold on a little longer, everyone can be rescued!
"Brother Baitao, what's your handwriting?" Not far away, Wei Ronghai, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Baitao.
Yang Baitao was stunned for a moment, Wei Ronghai laughed, stood up, walked to the front, reached out to grasp the chain, and let his own blood and energy be drawn out and transformed into the power of the barrier.
Xu Zhixing smiled and shook his head, then folded the paper roll in front of him and carefully put it into his pocket.
He straightened his clothes, stood up, walked to the front, and reached out to grab the chain.
"Brother Juzheng, please concentrate on your enlightenment. Zheng Xiuyuan will protect you." Zheng Xiuyuan stood up and strode forward.
"He Jincheng becomes Brother Juzheng's protector."
"Wang Chengyang is protecting Brother Ju Zheng."
……
Yang Baitao held her book in both hands, her face twisted.
Zhang Yuan's mind was completely focused on the scroll at this moment. He saw everything in front of him, but was not moved at all.
Behind him, his soul clones released spiritual power, which was like silk threads wrapped around all the teachers and students to ensure that they would not be attacked and killed by evil spirits. Then he made no other moves.
Everyone has a choice.
They all need to fight hard for their choices.
Everything in front of Zhang Yuan was on the scroll.
Sacrifice bravely for justice.
In his writing, these Confucian scholars walked forward step by step, their green robes fluttering in the wind.
One hundred thousand years ago, the Qin Dynasty ruled the nine continents with humanity.
However, the immortals and demons were rampant, the power of humanity was suppressed, the Nine Continents collapsed, and the Nine Continents, which were built with blood, were lost.
Has today's scene been happening every day and every moment for so many years?
The Great Wall in the north stretches across the sky, seemingly guarding Yongtianzhou.
In fact, the Great Wall in the north is just to protect the hope of all human beings and let all the lost Qin people know that there is still hope for the Great Qin.
hope!
It's hope!
Even if the evil clouds were overwhelming the sky, these scholars in Confucian robes, who were weak as a kite, still marched forward with generosity.
why?
Because they have hope and faith in their hearts!
How can a person live without faith?
Who gave us this hope and this belief?
Da Qin?
Can the Qin Dynasty, which has lost Jiuzhou, regain hope and faith?
No.
Faith and hope come from Daqin, but not necessarily from that Daqin.
It is the Great Qin in my heart!
In the heart of every Qin person, there is a Great Qin that will never fall, has never been defeated, and will never be defeated!
There is not an inch of redundant land in the Qin Dynasty.
All the lands that the Qin people set foot on are Qin territory.
The Qin Dynasty did not abandon any territory.
That is the Great Qin in my heart.
Under Zhang Yuan's brush, in the upper corner of the picture, a light blue ink brush is used to render an illusory world.
"boom--"
Ahead and in the distance, the two golden lights finally broke through the obstacles and rushed out of Yunhe County.
Everyone looked up and looked at the two flying golden lights.
The mighty power protects him, at least he is half a step into the Grandmaster realm.
With this state, we can mobilize the power of the entire Yunhe County City and easily rescue this place.
Saved.
A hint of joy appeared on everyone's pale face.
Between life and death, no one wants to die here.
"Bam—"
A green lotus blossomed in the sky ten miles away.
Qinglian asks for help.
It was the team that was escorting another elite student from Zhuofeng Academy asking for help!
"Bam—"
A second lotus rose over there.
The two golden lights paused for a moment, then turned and flew away.
Everyone watched as the golden light turned, and no one spoke.
If sacrifice is inevitable, it doesn't matter who is sacrificed.
Sometimes, there is no choice about some things.
Guo Chang stood up.
All the efforts made by everyone on this trip were actually for him alone.
But at this moment, he chose to give up.
Or rather, he chose to pick it up.
He bowed to Zhang Yuan and Yang Baitao, then walked to Wang Zhixue's side, grabbed the chain with one hand, and borrowed the power of the chain to coexist with everyone's qi and blood.
"boom--"
The barrier is broken.
What good would it do to add another Guo Chang? He is already exhausted and nearing the end of his lifespan. How much power can the barrier have?
The barrier was broken, and the leading late-stage innate wolf slapped out with one claw.
A green wolf claw about a foot long roared, tearing the bluestone on the ground and falling on the heads of the teachers and students who were sitting together.
Sun Zesheng raised his hand, and a faint golden light from the ink pen in his hand pressed against the wolf's claws. Then the golden light shattered, and he and the people behind him were knocked away by the wolf's claws, rolling everywhere, with blood spurting out of their mouths.
The aged Wang Zhixue fainted, and Li Wenyan slumped beside him, his face grim. Few of the other students could even raise their heads.
The demon wolf moved forward slowly, and other demon beasts, monsters, immortal practitioners, and the monk slowly surrounded it.
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Yuan.
Here, only Zhang Yuan had a faint golden light floating on his body.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan held the ink brush in his hand, his eyes fixed on the lightly rendered mountains and rivers on the scroll.
He didn't know how to start writing.
How can we describe this world, this Great Qin?
What kind of writing can describe the Qin Dynasty?
His fists clenched, his brow furrowed.
The golden light outside him seemed to be about to explode.
The invisible golden figure behind him seemed to be about to take a step forward, but then stopped.
"Alas, I can never finish reading this book..."
Yang Baitao sighed softly, closed the book in her hand, and slowly stood up.
"My name is Yang Baitao, also known as Jianren. I have studied for a hundred years but have achieved nothing."
As he moved forward, the suppressed power in his body shattered bit by bit.
"I saw my teacher and classmates die in front of me, but I ran away."
"My teacher told me personally that I was a Confucian and Taoist elite and that I must enroll in the academy and become a Confucian and Taoist master in the future."
"For so many years, I've been taking exams and studying, but I've been more afraid."
“I’m afraid that if I become an elite, I’ll die.”
"Just as they were hunted then, they are hunted today."
Yang Baitao walked forward step by step, and a golden-red light appeared on his body, smashing the layers of nets outside his body.
The magical powers of Confucianism and Taoism, the web of destiny.
This magical power can be used on others, but it can also trap oneself!
The magical power was broken, and the mighty force in Yang Baitao's body soared into the sky.
One step, the early stage of acquired knowledge.
One step, the peak of acquired ability.
One step, middle stage of the innate realm.
One step, the peak of innateness!
Six golden lights and shadows floated around him.
present.
happy.
shoot.
Royal.
book.
number.
The magical powers of Confucianism and Taoism, the six arts of a gentleman.
With a wave of his hand, six golden lights turned into six long spears, one of which directly pierced through the body of the monk holding the crescent shovel.
A sweep across a group of demon beasts and smashed them to pieces.
One of the arrows pierced the wolf's front leg and pierced through it.
There was another one that pierced the long banner in the immortal practitioner's hand, causing him to spit blood from his mouth and retreat.
Two golden spears were spinning beside Yang Baitao, and a faint golden light was flowing in his eyes.
A hundred years ago, he retreated, but today, he finally did not retreat.
He, Yang Jianren, finally took this step!
Yang Baitao broke through the barrier of immortals and demons in front of him, looked forward with a serious expression.
"That's right. A hundred years of practice, a breath of enlightenment. Given time, you can become a master."
A faint voice came.
The sound was so ethereal that it seemed as if the avenue was invisible.
Grandmaster.
The demon master who left a tracking mark on Guo Chang.
A figure appeared in front and stepped out of the magic cloud.
He was wearing a green robe, his hair was tied with a golden crown, and there seemed to be stars flowing in his eyes.
"Young Master, come back with me."
The demon clan master stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Guo Chang lying on the ground, and walked forward slowly.
"Haha, they finally caught up with me..."
Lying on the ground, Guo Chang looked at the figure of the demon clan master, blood oozing from his mouth, a smile on his face. "So what? I have given up the demon spirit and become myself. I am Guo Chang, Guo Fengxiao, definitely not a demon."
"Mother once said that if I wanted to be a good person, I should go to Xuanji Academy."
"She is Kong Lingjun from Xuanji Academy. She is qualified to make me live an upright life."
Yang Baitao took a step forward, and as soon as he stepped forward, the demon clan master raised his hand and swung it out.
"Bam—"
The two spears around Yang Baitao shattered with a loud bang, and her body flew backwards. The blood from her mouth spilled onto the scroll in front of Zhang Yuan, and each drop was like blooming plum blossoms.
Looking at the drops of blood on the scroll, Zhang Yuan slowly raised his head.
“Even with all kinds of hardships, my original intention remains unchanged.”
"The Great Qin in my heart should be polished like a gem, stained with blood every inch."
He threw away the ink pen, took out the carving knife, and scratched his palm. Blood spurted out, and then the blade was stained with blood. In the imaginary place at the upper corner of the scroll, he carved a bloody and ancient character using the seal carving method of "Da Li Qi".
Qin.
Jiujiu and Lao Qin fought against the national calamity together.
The old Qin Dynasty restored our rivers and mountains.
There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!
"boom--"
The scroll in front of Zhang Yuan turned into a golden light, covering the soul clone behind him and the body of the demon master opposite him.
This scene made Guo Chang, who was lying on the ground, Yang Baitao, who had blood oozing from his mouth, and several students who were not unconscious, open their eyes wide.
That's the Grandmaster...
Zhang Yuan sat in front of the bookcase, reached out and grabbed the ruler that had fallen to the ground.
"If you protect me, I will give you an opportunity. How much you can gain depends on your own luck."
Holding the ruler in his hand, the blood and qi beads and the golden beads of heaven in Zhang Yuan's mind shattered.
"boom--"
The ruler turned into chains again, binding all the people lying on the ground.
Confucianism and Taoism have magical powers, and all things coexist.
Zhang Yuan has a body and blood as vast as the ocean, and great luck as vast as the waves. The losses of Wang Zhixue and the others are replenished in an instant.
As for how many more opportunities they can get, it really depends on how much they can bear.
In life, many times, choice is more important than effort.
(End of this chapter)
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