Rumble…
Heaven and earth roared, and thousands of thunders roared. It was as if they were celebrating Kong Wenjun for killing demons for all living beings in the world. A mysterious great power crazily surged into Kong Wenjun's body, causing the toothpick-sized great righteousness to become as big as a chopstick. This was the blessing of the great righteousness of heaven and earth!!
A scholar faced Dongfang Yong day and night and read the books of sages to cultivate the righteous spirit, while a juren absorbed the righteous spirit of heaven and earth to bless himself. The difference between the two was very big.
A scholar's theory was to use his own righteous energy to materialize the power of poetry, but if a High Scholar used theory, it was to use the power of heaven and earth. The difference between the two was too great, not to mention that High Scholars had the two divine powers of eloquence and zither music.
"When will you become a High Scholar after studying?”Kong Wenjun sighed lightly, and he put away his excitement from becoming stronger. The road ahead was still far.
However, Kong Wenjun had also figured out what the Righteousness Qi was. The Righteousness Qi could not only be obtained and strengthened by reading the Sage Book every morning.
Other than this method, carrying out justice on behalf of the heavens, slaying demons, and restoring the country could all increase the righteous spirit.
However, the process was not important. What was important was the result. Even if you killed tens of thousands of people in the process, it would be fine as long as the world was clear in the end. Even if you chose to dominate the world for your own selfish desires and overthrow this corrupt court, it would not be a problem. It could also be considered as you enforcing justice on behalf of heaven.
Heaven and earth didn't care about the process, but the result. No matter how vicious or bad the process was, as long as the result was better than before, it was a success.
On the contrary.
If you did all kinds of evil things in the process, but the result was also extremely bad, the heavens would take you in without anyone else doing anything.
Of course!
All of this was limited to Kong Wenjun, because…he was the only one who cultivated Righteousness Qi.
……
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
Within half a year, Kong Wenjun killed countless demons, ghosts, devils, demons, and bandits under the guise of carrying out justice on behalf of the heavens.
It could be said.
Within half a year, no less than five hundred demons had died at Kong Wenjun's hands. There were no less than a few hundred demon monks and evil cultivators who had died at his hands. As for the mountain bandits, there were even more. There were more than a thousand of them. His killing intent was simply soaring to the sky!!
Stop killing with killing, stop violence with violence, and eliminate evil.
Following this massacre, it could be said that all the demons, ghosts, devils, ghosts, and monsters would basically avoid Kong Wenjun when they saw him. They did not dare to stay with him at all. Who knew if this so-called 'Confucian Scholar' Kong Wenjun would be in a bad mood and go on a killing spree?
Moreover, Kong Wenjun's actions had made many people treat him as a savior sent by the heavens. All kinds of Kong Wenjun's longevity tokens and stone tablets were built one after another. Countless people simply worshipped him as a god, but in the end…
His strength, which originally required ten years to break through, was broken through in half a year. The wish of all living beings and the merit of carrying out justice on behalf of the heavens had directly allowed Kong Wenjun's strength to reach the High Scholar Realm.
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In an inn.
Kong Wenjun, who was dressed in a white robe and had a long sword on his waist, sat in a remote corner and drank alone.
Compared to half a year ago, Kong Wenjun was more reserved now.
He was handsome, elegant, gentle, fair, and handsome, as if he was a noble young master.
"Have you heard? The Confucian scholar, Kong Wenjun, had killed a three-hundred-year-old python demon outside Huhan City yesterday. When the Confucian scholar's poem came out, the sky changed color. A divine sword descended from the sky and cut off the snake demon's head with a single sword strike, never to be reincarnated!”
At this moment, four or five people walked in from outside the inn and sat around discussing.
"That's right, I've heard of it as well, but I'm more interested in the Confucian scholar's poems. The Confucian scholar's poems are classics, and they can even kill enemies and win.”A young man dressed in scholar's clothes said in admiration.
Hearing this, the others also gathered around with great interest to discuss the Confucian scholar they were talking about.
"Once you become famous, the world will know." Kong Wenjun chuckled and sighed. He then put down the silver taels and walked out of the inn with his folding fan, not alerting anyone.
As he walked, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Kong Wenjun narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to look. He saw a man in a linen robe not far away, staring at him with a sword in his arms.
Seeing Kong Wenjun turn his head, the middle-aged man with a sword in his arms walked up and cupped his hands in salute."I am Xiahou Fenglei. I have long heard of the famous Confucian scholar Kong Wenjun.”
"What is it?" This man was not a demon, but a real person. He knew who this man was. He was Swordsman Xiahou, who had fought with Yan Chixia for seven years and lost to him for seven years. He just didn't know why this man had suddenly found him.
Xiahou Fenglei pulled out his sword and pointed it at Kong Wenjun.""I've always heard that Sir's scholarly sword-arts are extremely profound, so I've come to seek your guidance.”
"The sword is a sharp weapon for killing.”Kong Wenjun said with a faint smile, but he was plotting in his heart. Although Xiahou Fenglei could not defeat Yan Chixia, as the second best swordsman in the world, his strength was not bad. It was just that Yan Chixia knew spells while Xiahou Fenglei did not. Moreover, Xiahou Fenglei had a clear personality. If you owe me a favor, I will repay it. If you owe me a grudge, I will kill you!
Xiahou Fenglei said," Then let's fight to the death. Whoever dies will lose!"”
As expected, this guy was a straightforward and ruthless person. He was willing to risk his life.
"How about this, I'm a scholar and I'm missing a follower. If you win, you can do whatever you want to me. If you lose, you can be my follower.”Kong Wenjun folded his fan and asked.
Xiahou Fenglei did not hesitate at all when he heard this and immediately nodded in agreement. Firstly, he was confident in his own strength. Secondly, he was also a person who respected the strong. Following someone who was stronger than him was not considered embarrassing.
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