The small soldiers on the frontier at the beginning killed Liu Ye, the Han God of War, and Lu Lingqi

"Establish a heart for... heaven and earth!"

boom!

The sound like a big bell echoed in all directions, and the world seemed to be silent.

Immediately afterwards, the sun and the moon rotated, and the whole world instantly turned from day to night, and countless bright stars appeared.

This scene is not comparable to the so-called Wenqi Guangzhu.

That is the long river of literature crossing the barrier of reality and reality, wanting to come to the world completely.

Such visions can be said to have alarmed everyone in the world.

Both ordinary people and those hidden powers all looked up to the sky at this moment.

It's just that what laymen see is the excitement, and what experts see is the doorway.

Compared to ordinary people, they understand the horror of such visions better!

Ignoring the changes in the outside world, Liu Ye's voice did not stop, and the pen of his soul danced rapidly in the air.

Just because there is a breath in his heart, he will not be happy if he does not spit it out.

"Establish a destiny for... the people!"

boom!

Wen Dao Changhe shook again, and even a faint clicking sound could be heard.

"Continue the secret learning for...the Holy Saint!"

boom!

The long river of literature has been shaken three times.

"To create peace for...all eternity!!!"

Rumble!

As the last word fell, a turbulent wave seemed to rise in the long river of literature, and countless stars of literature began to flicker with uncertain light, as if they were about to explode in the next second.

You know, these stars are the crystallization of the wisdom of many literary sages throughout the ages, but now they are on the verge of collapse because of a few words.

However, as a blue light swept down from the upper reaches of the Wendao River, all the swaying stars instantly returned to calm.

However, the next second, the 22 fonts composed of literary characters in the sky suddenly turned into a golden star.

Then with a whoosh, it disappeared into the void and rushed directly into the long river of literature.

With an unparalleled momentum, he went upstream along the long river of Wen Dao.

Wherever it passed, the stars retreated, not daring to skim its front.

But suddenly, an extremely large and dazzling blue star appeared in front of it, standing in the middle of the long river of literature, blocking its way.

"You want to stop me?"

Liu Ye's voice sounded from within the golden stars.

Blue Star didn't say anything, and it wasn't until a long time passed that a sigh came out.

"Did you know that this move will destroy the hope of 90% of the world's literati to enter the path of literature?"

Hearing this, Liu Ye just smiled faintly: "If virtue is not worthy of it, let alone 90%, why not cut off the literary path of everyone in the world?"

The blue stars trembled, as if they did not expect Liu Ye to be so cruel, and remained silent for a long time: "There are some things that you cannot touch now. The only thing I can tell you is that literary spirit is of great importance. Once it is out of balance, the world will be turned upside down!"

Liu Ye was shocked when he heard this. It seemed that there were some secrets that he didn't know about.

But just one word from the other party could not change his determination to rebuild his literary practice.

"Sir, do you know that it is better to be deficient than to overdo it? If you can take the essence and discard the dross, you might not be able to bring literature to a higher level!"

This is the biggest difference between Liu Ye and the other party.

Literary spirit may really be important to maintaining the balance of heaven and earth, but the other party wants to win with quantity, while Liu Ye feels that it is better to win with quality.

Now let’s see whose opinion is more convincing.

"My little friend, what you said is wrong. Literary spirit is literary spirit. How can we talk about high and low?"

Blue Star obviously disagrees with Liu Ye's point of view.

And this is indeed the case.

All literary cultivators in the world, whether they are geniuses or idiots, will produce the same style of literature. The only difference is in quantity.

Even if one crosses from the lower three realms to the middle three realms, the literary energy in the body is only forcibly compressed to accommodate more literary energy.

But no matter how compressed it is, it is still literary in nature and has not changed qualitatively.

This is obviously different from martial arts practice.

Starting from the eighth level of martial arts, there is a significant gap between geniuses and ordinary people.

This is also why martial arts cultivators often have geniuses who fight across levels, but literary cultivators rarely have such cases, not even one.

Even if he was as strong as Zheng Xuan, he had no way to deal with Meng Huan who was in the third level Ghost Ax Realm.

Literary education emphasizes the importance of crushing people to death at the official level.

Want to step up a level? That is simply outrageous!

However, Liu Ye smiled at this time: "When I come, I will have it."

"Oh? If my friend can really sublimate his literary spirit, then I will no longer stop you!"

Blue Star obviously does not think that Liu Ye can really sublimate his literary spirit to a higher level. The difficulty is no different than opening a new one.

Even he initially only integrated literary and Taoist practice methods and lowered the threshold for literary and Taoist practice.

As for opening another path, that was something that only the ancient sages could do.

"Okay!" Liu Ye agreed directly.

hum!

Liu Ye's mind returned to his true nature, he raised his head and glanced at the blue star in the night sky, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He knew that there would inevitably be resistance to changing his practice to Wen Dao, but he didn't expect that he would be the first one to jump out.

If he guessed correctly, that person should be Dong Zhongshu who deposed all the schools of thought and only respected Confucianism!

Dong Zhongshu's status in history is very embarrassing. Those who admire him even call him "Confucius of the Han Dynasty".

Those who do not recognize him debase him as worthless and consider him a sinner of history.

In Liu Ye's eyes, although Dong Zhongshu and Confucius both belonged to Confucianism, Dong Zhongshu's Confucianism had obviously deviated from the saint's original intention and became a tool to serve the ruler.

Confucius' thoughts are reflected in the improvement of personal morality, the harmonious relationship between people, and the emphasis on etiquette.

The emphasis is on self-denial, restoration of propriety, self-cultivation, harmonizing the family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world.

Dong Zhongshu, on the other hand, paid more attention to the application of national politics and the rule of law, emphasizing the imperial power of heaven.

He also integrated the idea of ​​"great unification" into Confucianism and formed his own theory of "spring and autumn unification", which emphasized the idea of ​​centralized power and great unification.

Under the rule of this kind of thinking, Confucianism gradually lost its original intention and took promotion and wealth as its own mission, completely abandoning the cultivation of its own moral character.

What Liu Ye needs to do now is to correct this wrong concept.

I thought that Zhang Zai's four sentences about Hengqu would be enough to alert everyone in the world, but I didn't expect that a roadblock would appear halfway.

In this case, Liu Ye doesn't mind adding another punch.

Don’t you want to sublimate your literary spirit?

Then I will sublimate the literary spirit, just in time to distinguish the new era literary cultivator from the old era literary cultivator, and let the world see what it means to be a true literary practitioner!

"Here comes the pen!"

Perhaps because of Liu Ye's improvement in realm, the pen of the soul, which was still somewhat illusory at first, actually turned imaginary into reality at this moment, turning into a brush that looked like substance, and was grasped by Liu Ye.

The next second, Liu Ye raised his pen and started writing.

"There is righteousness in heaven and earth..."

boom~

As soon as this sentence came out, it was like a stone falling into the lake, and ripples began to appear in the void.

"Zranan endowed with manifolds!"

boom!

The Wen Qi Tai Chi Diagram in Liu Ye's body shook with a bang and collapsed instantly.

But then, the two literary styles, which were originally black and white, began to merge with each other.

Liu Ye didn't stop, and his writing speed became faster and faster.

"Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars!"

"What people call Haoran is so overwhelming that it can block the sky."

"The imperial road should be the Qing Yi, and the Han and Tu Ming Ting."

"It's time to see what's going on, and let's take a look at the pictures one by one!"

When the last word fell, Liu Ye's whole body shone brightly, and finally turned into a beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

That light is majestic and upright, as if it is going to cleanse the world and sweep across the universe!

"What do you think, sir?"

At some point, Liu Ye's figure appeared in the long river of literature.

But this time it’s the true form that comes!

As for the erosion from the long river of literature, the moment they touched Liu Ye, they all avoided him like mice seeing a cat.

Blue Star did not speak, and the next second a majestic old man in rich clothes walked out of it.

The old man looked at Liu Ye with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"What is this?"

The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed a stream of air from around Liu Ye.

Feeling the majestic and majestic aura, the old man's palms couldn't help but tremble.

Although this thing was born out of Wenqi, compared with Wenqi, it is like clouds and mud. The two are not on the same level at all.

"Haoran is upright!" Liu Ye spoke slowly.

"Haoran is righteous...Haoran is righteous...That's it!"

The old man seemed to have figured out something, with a hint of relief and a hint of regret in his tone.

"If my little friend had been born hundreds of years earlier, I probably wouldn't have taken that step. God has a way with people... God has a way with people!"

The old man clenched the ray of awe-inspiring righteousness in his hand, as if he was holding some rare treasure.

"Sir, are you still trying to stop me?" Liu Ye asked.

After all, this person is a semi-saint-level figure, and if he is really determined not to let him pass, there is nothing he can do.

"Since I have fulfilled my request, I have no reason to stop you anymore. Let's go ahead."

The old man turned around and stepped into the stars, and in the next second he disappeared into the depths of the long river of literature and disappeared without a trace.

When Liu Ye saw this, he didn't delay any longer, and drove the stars under his feet towards the source of the Wen Dao River.

I don’t know how long it took until...