Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

"What's going on?" The

sky that was still clear just now was inexplicably shrouded in a layer of haze, and the wind was howling in all directions, and even the trees on Jinding Mountain were swaying violently in the wind.

Although they couldn't see the formless and incorporeal righteousness, everyone felt a strong sense of oppression at the same time.

Even the golden tripod is the same.

The golden statue of the Confucian conjured up by Jin Ding suddenly raised the brush in his hand and wrote a big word "town" in the air.

The size of the word "town" increased rapidly, and as the golden Confucianism merged into the word, a majestic golden giant tower suddenly appeared in the air.

It is rumored that the power of this Confucian golden statue comes from the righteousness of Confucian sages.

Such a majestic and majestic righteousness has an overwhelming power in the face of any academy Confucian.

Even if the golden statue of the Confucian was only holding a pen, no one could hold it out for a few seconds in his hand.

No one has ever seen a Confucian statue so serious.

"Isn't this brother doing something so vicious that the statue is angry......

"No, why does it always feel like the statue is not angry, but more like ...... Fear?"

At this moment, Jinta burst into suppression.

"Boom!"

But when it fell into mid-air, the golden pagoda suddenly stopped.

"That'...... Brother Chen's heroic righteousness?"

I saw a huge golden curtain of light dividing the heavens and the earth.

Outside the light curtain that was as faint as a stream, the Golden Pagoda couldn't move forward a second,

two, ...... three

More than twenty seconds have passed, and Murong Yu's record has already been easily refreshed.

"No......"

Murong Yu's eyes were already full of shock.

If it weren't for the dead wood in spring, I am afraid that I would have been defeated in more than ten seconds.

But Chen Ning easily surpassed the record he was proud of.

"No, it's not just that!"

When the golden light curtain lasted for more than forty seconds, Murong Yu finally realized how lacking his imagination was.

What does it mean to resist for more than forty seconds in the hands of the golden statue?

Even the Haoran righteousness possessed by many great Confucians can only reach this strength!

What Murong Yu didn't know was that this Haoran righteousness was actually just an appetizer.

Chen Ning only released a very small part of Haoran Righteous Qi and felt the intensity.

It is worthy of being a treasure of Confucianism, and it is really able to withstand such a huge amount of Haoran righteousness and transform it into substantial power.

But what if he releases them all?"

"Boom!"

As Chen Ning raised his head and looked at the golden tripod in the air, thousands of wisps of Haoran Qi stored in his body burst out at the same time at this moment!

A white robe hunted in the wind.

Suddenly, an incomparably dazzling golden light bloomed in the sky.

The sky was filled with golden light, and at the same time, everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes, almost completely unable to look directly at the sky.

"Strange, what about the virtual image he summoned?" The

heroic righteousness transformed by Jin Ding is often displayed in the image of some kind of physical object.

Looking around, no one saw the virtual image that Chen Ning had summoned.

But they just don't see it.

Because that huge virtual image has enveloped everyone in it.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.

It's not that the virtual image doesn't exist, but because it's in it, no one can get a glimpse of it!

On Jinding Mountain, a golden giant that envelops everyone in it is still growing.

Three, five, and seven ......

His huge body seemed to be enough to carry the sun, moon and stars on his head and step on mountains and rivers.

"It seems that the righteousness in my body has not reached its limit. "

I have never released Haoran righteousness so freely.

Chen Ning felt particularly unsatisfied, and exerted himself again.

But the next moment.

"Click, click......"

cracks spread from the top of the golden tripod.

As a converter, Jinding was finally completely overloaded, and could no longer withstand this huge Haoran righteousness.

At the same time, the golden giant condensed by Chen Ning's righteous qi also lost control.

In the sky, a giant golden palm as a five-fingered mountain fell with a bang.

At the moment when it was about to fall on Jinding Mountain.

"Click!"

Jin Ding completely turned into countless fragments and shattered.

"What just happened?"

"I seemed to see a huge palm just now, but it seemed to disappear in the next second. "

Is that an illusion?"

"Brother Chen, what happened just now...... Does it have anything to do with you?"

Murong Yu also looked at Chen Ning with a stunned expression.

Chen Ning shook his head and said with an innocent face:

"I don't know, I heard that this golden tripod has been used for hundreds of years.

I guess I just used it for too long, so it happened to break today.

At this time, the gentleman's token hanging from Chen Ning's waist happened to flash a holy purple light.

This is the symbol of the highest rank of Confucianism.

In a whole hundred years, there has never been a gentleman of this rank in Shuiyun Academy!

Murong Yu: "......"

killed him, and he didn't believe that the shattering of the Golden Tripod had nothing to do with Chen Ning.

But it was precisely because he was afraid of being beaten to death that he didn't dare to ask ......

......

Two hours later.

Shuiyun Academy.

"It's finally fixed.

Looking at the finally restored Confucian stone in front of him, Li Daru breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh.

Confucianism is not humanly created, only after countless poems and books, Confucianism can be slowly condensed over the years.

In order to repair this broken Confucian stone, he had to spend more than a thousand taels of gold on heavy bleeding before he invited skilled craftsmen from other academies to repair it.

With so much money thrown in, several Confucians in the academy may have to cut back on food and clothing for a while.

But fortunately, Shuiyun Academy also has an unfathomable gentleman, and Li Daru finally feels a little comforted.

At this moment, a little Confucian student rushed back to the academy:

"Master, today Chen Ning went to Jinding Mountain. "

Oh?"

Li Daru suddenly became interested.

"Tell me quickly, what is the grade assessed by Jinding?" the

little Confucian said a little dumbfounded:

"Master, the good news is that Chen Junzi's token has turned purple, which is a grade that has not been seen in the academy for a hundred years. "

Good news? Could it be that there is bad news?" Li

Daru sensed that there was something in his words, and a sense of foreboding suddenly appeared in his heart.

The little Confucian hesitated for a long time before he said embarrassedly:

"The bad news is that Jin Ding is the same as Ru Shi...... Cracked. "

Poof.

After listening, Li Daru almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.