Chapter 590 Song of Righteousness!
"I am a prisoner in the North Courtyard, sitting in an earthen room. The room is eight feet wide and four feet deep!" The sound of reading aloud suddenly started, but no one realized the power of this poem. They only felt that someone was reciting it at this time. Are the poems, or the strange theory, self-invented?
Immediately.
Heard again.
"The single nun is low and small, the white space is short and narrow, dirty and dim. On this summer day, all the qi are in full bloom!"
"It rains for four episodes, and the floating bed is filled with water vapor;"
"It's been covered with mud for half a day, and it's been steaming for a long time, but now it's rustic;"
"It's sunny and hot at first, and the wind is blocked in all directions, but it's the weather of the day;"
"The eaves are shaded by firewood, which promotes the scourge of inflammation, and sometimes it is the energy of fire;"
"The warehouse is full of rotten food, and the old things are overwhelming, and sometimes it is rice gas;"
"The shoulders are slender and slender, smelly and sweaty, and this is the time when people are popular;"
"Whether it's water, mutilated corpses, or rotting rats, when the bad gas comes out, it's called filthy gas;"
"However, I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring Qi. There are seven other Qi's, but I have one Qi. One can defeat seven, so why should I worry about it? Moreover, Haoran's Qi is the righteousness of heaven and earth. Let's make a song of righteousness!"
Those great scholars who were previously depressed, lost, powerless, or desperate listened to Lang Lang's chanting, and their empty and muddy eyes opened unconsciously. All those present had extremely high literary background. , you can easily hear the meaning of the words, and the expression on his face gradually solidifies.
From the initial ignorance and confusion, to the subsequent explanation of the seven evil spirits in the world, and to the Confucian and Taoist character flowing in their bodies when they said "I am good at nourishing my awe-inspiring aura", they felt trembling unconsciously, and it was difficult to exhale a breath. His suffocation froze, and he stared at the young figure with burning eyes.
Looking forward to it to the extreme.
And with anxiety.
This poem.
Starting from such a high level.
If it were this upright song.
Can't suppress it.
Then it will collapse!
Immediately.
The young man in white clothes and black hair slowly stepped forward, as if an invisible staircase appeared in the void. As he stepped forward step by step, a strong aura of awe-inspiring righteousness burst out. He spoke clearly and loudly:
"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and are mixed and endowed with fluid shapes. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. To people, it is said to be vast, and it is as abundant as the sky."
As the clear and righteous words came out, all the great Confucians looked up at the young man in white almost blankly. In their hearts, they only worshiped the Confucian sage and the Li sage. They almost chanted this poem. From the beginning, they immediately surrendered and knelt down in their hearts, kneeling as soon as they opened their mouths.
"There is righteousness in heaven and earth!"
"Zranan endowed with manifolds!"
"The bottom is Heyue!"
"The one above is the sun star!"
"To others it is called Haoran!"
"Pehusai Cangming!"
As they reread, the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism and Taoism in their bones was completely aroused, and they chanted almost non-stop. From the sound of Lang Lang at the beginning, to the subsequent chanting in unison, this converging voice It is getting louder and louder, and it seems that even the Heavenly Dao of Confucianism is resonating and chanting this song of righteousness.
"There is righteousness in heaven and earth!"
"Zranan endowed with manifolds!"
The decadent figures straightened their backs unconsciously and stood up silently. The decadence on their bodies was completely eliminated with this poem by Lang Lang. The pairs of burning eyes looked at his back, as if Pilgrimage to the saints.
And he kept climbing up the stairs of nothingness step by step. Every step he took, the turbid turbidity on his body was dissipated a little, and the rich aura of awe-inspiring filled his body. When he reached the high altitude, the rich aura of awe-inspiring was swept away. The evil spirits and curses on his body have all been eliminated, and the negative influence of the black sludge that confused him has been eliminated.
at the same time.
Confucianism.
Haoran is upright.
Soaring straight up.
Like a rushing river.
Big waves.
The already tired Dean of the Academy and the helmsman of the Holy Palace suddenly felt a pure power of Confucianism and Taoism sink into their bodies from the sky, sweeping away their previous fatigue. Emperor Qin and the head of the Ji family suddenly turned their heads and looked at There is a figure walking up to the sky at the Supreme Saint Academy. As the footsteps move forward, the luck of Confucianism is also being lifted up.
And a righteous song praised by Lang Lang.
resounded throughout heaven and earth.
"My heart is sad for a long time, and the sky has its peak. The days of philosophers are far away, and punishments are in the past. Books are spread out on the wind eaves, and the colors of the ancient roads shine."
"boom!"
between heaven and earth.
Loud thunder.
I don’t know if it’s to celebrate the completion of this poem.
Still going through the tribulation.
Thunder filled the sky.
They poured out one after another.
Of course.
The entire Ruzhou was silent as never before. Countless eyes were looking up at the figure bathing in thunder, full of respect. Even the dean of the academy was stunned as he recalled this poem. The first few lines made him A little confused, where is the so-called Beiting?
"Using objects as metaphors for people?" Then he remembered once, vaguely understanding that when Chu Xun was first polluted by black sludge, he was imprisoned in the holy land of Longchang Enlightenment. Isn't it the same as being imprisoned there?
And as he thought about the filth that the black sludge frequently erupted in that area, Chu Xun explained the seven kinds of evil spirits in the world, and with the birth of the awe-inspiring righteousness in his chest, these so-called seven kinds of filth. Angry, I feel vulnerable.
on his face.
Show a bright smile.
A person who is highly regarded by the Twin Sanctuaries.
Really amazing!
now.
He was impressed.
The four lines of "Hengqu" in Confucianism will be difficult to compete with for thousands of years to come. Who knew that not even a hundred years would pass, but such a masterpiece would be born again? If there is no such thing as "Song of Righteousness" The accident will be spread throughout the ages, causing a storm in Confucianism and establishing an unshakable position.
"Song of Righteousness"
Haoran is upright!
It is so abundant that it can block the sky!
The face of the head of the Ji family showed changes and fluctuations. Although he had overestimated this newly rising demon again and again, he never thought that at this moment, when Ruzhou was on the verge of despair, he could rise again. The "Song of Righteousness" full of high will almost saved Ruzhou, which was about to collapse.
If you say one word.
Turn the tide when it has already fallen, and support the building that is about to collapse!
"Demon!"
Even he had to admit it.
Qin Huang's eyes also became completely deep. He looked up at the Confucian and Taoist luck that was rising in Ruzhou, with a trace of horror in his eyes. It was hard to imagine who could do it. With a poem, he rejuvenated Ruzhou, which was about to collapse. Does this poem really have such a high status?
Boom!
The thunder of catharsis.
It seemed to give him the answer.