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

It was a majestic and majestic purple star, blooming with immeasurable divine light, illuminating the heavens.

It seems to be the source of the long river of literature, with endless stars spinning around it.

Liu Ye stopped, knowing that he had arrived at his destination.

"Liu Ye, who entered Liu Ye at the end of his studies, wants to change his path of literary and Taoist practice today, so I would like to invite my senior to show up."

Liu Ye bowed to the purple stars.

Although I don’t know who this purple star represents, if I want to modify the rules of Wen Dao, I cannot avoid the founder of Wen Dao.

What made Liu Ye strange was that no matter how much he shouted, the purple star didn't respond at all, as if it was an ownerless star.

Liu Ye tried to control the golden stars to get closer, but did not encounter any obstruction.

In this case, Liu Ye simply didn't care about it and plunged straight in.

The next second, the sound of the endless holy path appeared in Liu Ye's ears again.

But this time, those sounds could no longer disturb his mind.

"melt!"

Liu Ye raised his hand and pointed, and the golden stars under his feet turned into the 22 characters again, and then printed into the purple stars.

Boom!

The purple stars shook suddenly, and then golden lines began to appear on the surface of the originally pure purple stars.

At the same time, the stars in the entire literary river are also changing simultaneously.

……

In Luoyang City, in a luxurious mansion, two white-haired old men were playing chess.

Suddenly, the old man in gray robe on the left made a movement, and the chess piece quietly fell from his hand.

"You feel it too?" The old man in green robe sitting opposite looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

"The situation has changed like never before!" The gray-robed old man said in a low voice.

"Do you think it's good or bad?" The old man in green robe withdrew his gaze.

"It's neither good nor bad. We just have to wait and see what happens."

Snapped!

The old man in gray robe picked up the chess piece and put it on the chessboard.

……

In Luoyang Palace, Liu Hong, who was playing and playing with the concubines, suddenly froze.

The originally bohemian aura also changed, as if he had suddenly changed into a different person.

"You all stand down."

When only Liu Hong was left in the hall, a figure wearing purple robes stepped out of the void.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." The Taoist bowed to Liu Hong.

"What a joy." Liu Hong's face was calm, with no hint of happiness or anger.

"Pindao believes that the fate of the Han Dynasty seems to be coming back to life!"

"Oh? Do you know the reason?"

The Taoist shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it has something to do with the strange phenomena of heaven and earth that appeared before."

Liu Hong frowned slightly when he heard this: "I know, let's go down."

"I take my leave." The Taoist turned around and disappeared into the void again.

"Come here, let's play music and dance."

Liu Hong shouted outside the hall and returned to his previous sensual appearance.

……

At Yanmen Pass, in the county government lobby, Liu Ye's figure appeared again.

But at this moment, his aura became vast and vast, making people afraid to look directly at him.

After taking a look at Wang Qiu who seemed to have lost his soul, he stretched out his hand and a wisp of awe-inspiring righteousness penetrated Wang Qiu's eyebrows.

Then there was a click, and Wang Qiu's whole body was like a deflated rubber ball. All the literary energy around him disappeared, and decades of practice were wiped out.

In the face of Haoran's righteousness, ordinary literary spirit has no power to resist.

"Don't say that I didn't give the Wang family a chance. If you can re-enter the literary world, I might be able to leave some seeds for the Wang family."

Nowadays, the method of literary practice has been modified by him. If you can't cultivate that awe-inspiring righteousness, it will be useless to read the books of sages for a lifetime.

And those who can cultivate great righteousness, even if they are not great virtues and sages, at least have the world in mind.

If Wang Qiu could really do this, then there would be no harm in sparing his life.

Of course, the main reason is because of Wang Qiu's identity.

It would be a big trouble for a dignified prefect to die in his hands.

After all, the Han Dynasty has not yet reached the point where it exists in name only, and Liu Ye still has to give the court some face.

Without staying any longer, Liu Ye helped Zhang Liao out of the county office.

"The general did not misjudge you."

Lu Bu's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and then he saw a domineering figure leaping down from the roof.

"I've met General Lu, so the general has trouble."

Liu Ye was not surprised at all by Lu Bu's appearance.

He always pays attention to everything he does, and as early as the moment Wang Qiu took out the seal of the prefect, he informed Lu Bu through spiritual transmission.

At Lu Bu's speed, he could reach him within a few hundred meters in a matter of seconds.

"There's no need to fix those weak things. If you come to see Lingqi in the future, remember to bring more immortal drunkenness with you."

Lu Bu waved his hand, then swaggered away with Fang Tian's painted halberd.

"Well, don't worry, General, Immortal Drunk has enough control."

Liu Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't expect that this Immortal Zui was also thinking about him.

After sending Zhang Liao back to his residence, Liu Ye returned to his courtyard.

Now that the Wang family's crisis has been resolved, the huge stone that has been weighing on his heart has finally fallen to the ground.

Although his current strength is not enough to compete head-on with the Wang family, there is no problem in protecting himself.

With his awe-inspiring righteousness, he would fight against the old-era literary cultivators, killing those below the fourth rank, and even those above the fourth rank before he knew that only the third-rank scholar could pose a certain threat to him.

But no matter how deep the Wang family's background is, it is impossible to just send a great scholar to deal with him.

People of that level are rare in the whole Han Dynasty. They are not something that a second-rate family like the Wang family can handle. It would be almost the same if it were the Yuan family.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Liu Ye's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Compared to before, the scene in the sea of ​​knowledge has changed drastically.

The first is the prototype of Wenxin, which grows directly from a seedling to a sapling.

It was as thick as an adult's arm and more than two meters tall, and he still looked a little weak.

It's just that now all the literary energy in his body has been transformed into awe-inspiring righteousness, and the long river of literary education is no longer as helpful to him as it was before.

Although the long river of literature is gradually changing towards awe-inspiring righteousness, this cannot be accomplished overnight.

Unless a figure appears immediately who proves the Tao and becomes a saint with his awe-inspiring righteousness, otherwise, relying solely on the evolution of the literary Taoism itself, we will not expect to see significant changes in less than 180 years.

In this regard, Liu Ye could only let nature take its course.

But the good news is that his Tao has been completely imprinted in the long history of literature, which is equivalent to becoming the founder of literature in the new era.

Those who later entered into literary practice were nominally his disciples, and there was no need for him to take the initiative to spread the doctrine.

This requires people to sit at home and cultivate to heaven.

Of course, Liu Ye did not cut off all paths of literary practice.

What he mainly changed were Confucian and Legalist practices that controlled the lifeblood of the people.

It is equivalent to adding another patch on this basis.

If you cannot cultivate a person of great righteousness, you will not be able to embark on the path of spiritual practice with this method.

As for literary cultivators such as farmers, Mohists, and military strategists who basically did not involve the country's internal affairs, Liu Ye did not touch them as they should be.

Secondly, the collapsed Wenqi Taichi diagram has been restored. The only difference is that the originally distinct Taichi lines have been dyed with a layer of golden light, which is Haoran's righteousness.

I didn't expect that the joke he made back then actually came true.

From then on, no matter what kind of literary method people practice, as long as they have cultivated Haoran Zhengqi, they can integrate Haoran Zhengqi, and there will no longer be any conflict.

Just because Haoran's righteousness is a higher level of energy than Wenqi, it is enough to suppress thousands of ways and suppress all dissatisfaction.

"Whoo~"

After recovering his mind, Liu Ye couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

He also didn't expect that such a shocking transformation would be completed in just one day. It can only be said that things are unpredictable.

"Next, it's time to focus on martial arts practice."

Taking out the Nine Dragons Unite, Liu Ye began to try fusion.

With his current soul power, he should be enough to carry the first dragon soul.