Chapter 25: War, Confucianist Heir Meng Cangran

A folding fan was spinning beside Meng Cangran, and awe-inspiring righteousness overflowed from it.

Ning Wuxie also used Wutian Sun Transformation Kung Fu, and his true energy turned into eighteen stars, shining like breathing.

This is the number of stars that he can create with his Wutian Sun Transformation Technique after he has completely stabilized the ninth level of Qi Refining!

Whoosh——

The milky-white folding fan made of ivory turned into white light and flew toward Ning Wuxie. This was Meng Cangran's simplest test.

Ning Wuxie didn't want to delay the fight, so she raised her hand to take it hard!

The power of the vicissitudes of stars flowed in his hands, and Ning Wuxie's arms were like constellations, with bright stars lighting up. Those hands seemed to be holding nebula, grabbing the pure white folding fan!

The folding fan is simple and unpretentious, but the murderous intention on it is sure to appear, and it is infused with majestic spiritual power. To resist a magic weapon with a physical body is simply to seek death!

"Is he really an individual cultivator?!" Everyone in the audience was confused about Ning Wuxie's identity for a while.

He was said to be a physical cultivator, but he was able to defeat Jiang Ren with his great supernatural powers. He was said to be a Taoist cultivator, but he used a steel knife to resist the magic weapon with his body!

Bang bang bang——

The sound of explosions came from between Ning Wuxie's hands and the ivory folding fan. The nebula in Ning Wuxie's hands collided violently with the awe-inspiring righteousness contained in the folding fan!

"You are indeed the successor of Gu Daxia!" Meng Cangran looked stern.

Ning Wuxie ignored it and continued to grab the folding fan with all her strength!

But the ivory folding fan that was moving forward suddenly stopped, spun around a few times like a shuttle, and actually slipped out of Ning Wuxie's hands that were about to close, and returned to Meng Cangran's side.

Ning Wuxie looked impatient: "Brother Meng, how about a quick decision?"

"I still have important things to attend to, so I can't delay any further."

The most important thing is to go home and be with Xuan'er as soon as possible.

It has been almost an hour and a half, and Xuan'er has not been away from Ning Wuxie for so long since the two met.

Meng Haoran actually showed displeasure when he heard this, as if he had just warmed up and was in the mood, without any of his cowardly and humble look.

"Brother Ning, do you think I'm entertaining you?"

“In a duel on the court, the outcome is undecided, so it’s better to focus on the present!”

Before he finished speaking, he took the folding fan back into his hand, used the fan as a pen, and started writing in the air!

"The Five Commandments of a Gentleman!"

The white folding fan paused in the air and splashed out black energy like an ink pen. Meng Cangran put his left hand behind his back, held the fan in his right hand, and began to write in the air in an ups and downs.

Benevolence! righteous! present! wisdom! letter!

These are the Five Commandments of a Confucian gentleman. Only a great Confucian with a true gentlemanly demeanor can exert the power of this magical power to its limit!

Meng Cangran was in the middle stage of concentration, so naturally he couldn't do it. But in Ning Wuxie's eyes, the power of these five words is terrifying enough, with the potential of a golden elixir!

Being able to exert cross-border power shows that Meng Cangran really has great thoughts and understanding of these five words, and practices them personally. He has a correct character and is definitely the most orthodox successor of Confucianism!

Ning Wuxie also immediately focused her attention, staring at Meng Cangran who was writing in the air.

This is the magical thing about the Confucian school. Their exercises are not so much the use of spiritual power as the use of the power of faith!

As long as the successor has a deep enough understanding of Confucianism and a deep enough practice of the way of a gentleman, the greater power of Confucian exercises can be exerted.

The so-called inner saint and outer king are exactly like this!

This point is similar to that of Buddhist practitioners.

As Meng Cangran finished the last stroke, the five golden ink characters overlapped to form an ink seal, and the power suddenly reached its peak!

The cultivators onlookers trembled and secretly used their skills to protect themselves. The old men sitting on the judges' table looked at each other with stern expressions on their faces, and raised their hands to strengthen the compound boundary.

"Break it for me!"

Meng Cangran shouted fiercely, and his robes swelled, making his thin body look majestic. He formed seals with his hands and pushed forward, and the huge ink mark in front of him slowly rolled forward!

Buzz——

Amidst the roar of the true energy, there seemed to be the faint sounds of countless scholars chanting sutras and preaching. The ink seal formed by the Five Commandments of a Gentleman is not very fast, but it is as heavy as a thousand stones and has astonishing power!

This is the belief of Confucian practitioners in the past dynasties, the sound of countless Confucian scholars studying hard in cold windows, and the benchmark that Confucian gentlemen strive for!

Even the elders of Hermitage Valley on the judges' table couldn't help but look shocked at the supernatural power that could produce such a vision.

"This is definitely an orthodox Confucian descendant. I don't know which great Confucian disciple he is." said an elder from Hermit Valley with a gray face and short beard.

"I don't know. Aren't the Confucians always looking down on our worldly attitude in Hermit Valley? Why do we come here?"

"Elder Cao, I heard that you were responsible for reviewing Ning Wuxie and Meng Cangran's entry into the valley. Do you remember the identities they reported at that time?" An elder in green looked at Elder Cao beside him.

Elder Cao has white beard and hair. He looks like a fairy and his temperament is far better than other elders. In fact, he is also the chairman of the elders' committee this time. He nodded after hearing this.

"I remember that Ning Wuxie took a little girl with him at that time. Both of them were in ragged clothes and exuded a fishy smell. It was obvious that they had murdered someone and escaped, so I didn't ask any questions."

"I asked about Meng Cangran, but he only said that he was a casual cultivator and did not mention his Confucian identity. Now that I think about it, it is really strange..."

The other elders nodded when they heard this.

Confucianism has always been at odds with the Hermitage Valley. The place for them to cultivate their moral character is in the court hall. How could they come to the Hermitage Valley to escape from the world and practice in the midst of the mundane world?

Several elders each fell into thinking...

On the field.

Ning Wuxie looked at the Five Commandments Ink Seal that was rolling towards him, raised his hands, and used the Wutian Huari Gong.

Facing this kind of magical power, it was difficult to dodge with the tricks he currently mastered, and he could only fight hard. But this was exactly what he wanted.

He also wanted to test his current hard power and see how powerful the Nine Heavens Dao Zhenyuan could be with just the skills!

Dongdong, Dongdong, Dongdong!

In the Dantian, the Tiandao Zhenyuan Ring seemed to be stimulated and began to pulsate violently, and the dragon started!

The rotation speed of the entire ring gradually increased, driving Ning Wuxie's spiritual power to surge!

Waves after waves of seemingly endless seas of true energy surged up from the Dantian, and the golden sun in front of Ning Wuxie quickly showed a clear outline and light!

"It's that trick again! He released it again!"

The onlookers were all boiling, and they all wanted to see this magical power that could defeat the Jindan cultivator again!

"What kind of magical power is this? Why is the aura so terrifying!" The faces of the cultivators who saw Ning Wuxie fighting for the first time changed, and they asked in surprise.

"I don't know. I have never heard of any sect magic on the mainland that can condense such a magnificent and realistic sun!"

Only those cultivators who saw Ning Wuxie defeat Jiang Ren on the ring turned pale and murmured: "He has become stronger again..."

"It's only been a week, and he has become stronger again!"

The golden sun shone brightly. Facing Mo Yin, who was several times larger than himself, he was not afraid and proudly released the light.

Around the sun, other stars were lit up one by one, reflecting the sun, as if the sun illuminated them, and they gave back to the sun with firm starlight!

Even the golden light seemed to have lethality. The onlookers with weaker souls were pierced by the golden light and felt a sharp pain in their consciousness, as if they were pierced by thousands of swords. They covered their heads and groaned in pain.

The judges and elders changed their expressions and hurriedly formed seals, and once again cast a barrier between the duel area and the waiting area to protect other cultivators.

Wherever the golden light reached, the surging black true energy surrounding the ink seal also dissipated like turbid snow.

"How is this possible!" Meng Cangran's eyes were horrified, as if he couldn't believe the scene before his eyes.

He raised his hands again, using the folding fan as a guide, and once again mobilized the spiritual power around him, injecting all of it into the Five Commandments ink seal!

But this action only slightly accelerated the speed of the ink seal.

Ning Wuxie even took a step forward and took the initiative to meet it--

Bang!

The huge ink seal that was more than one person tall collapsed instantly, and the five big characters of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness escaped from the superposition state, turning into ink-colored words flying all over the sky, becoming increasingly faint.

But the golden sun was still shining brightly! Stabbed straight at Meng Cangran, like thousands of swords, spears, axes, and halberds. Ning Wuxie's gradually expanding momentum only wanted to pounce like a mad dragon and devour Meng Cangran!

The Nine Heavens Dao True Yuan was full of vitality, spinning and leaping like a swimming dragon in Ning Wuxie's Dantian, and the vast spiritual power that exceeded the imagination of ordinary Qi Refining Stage rolled in.

Meng Cangran was stunned, and then an incredible anger surged on his face.

"I don't believe it! Come again!"

He gritted his silver teeth, his face was ferocious, and he grabbed the folding fan with both hands, as if he was going to unfold it!

"Enough! Meng Cangran, you lose!"

A loud shout like a Huangzhong Dalu came from the judges' seat, and it actually interrupted Meng Cangran's action!

Meng Cangran was struck by lightning on the spot, and the movement of his hands paused, and he failed to unfold the fan.

"I declare the winner of this game to be Ning Wuxie!"

An elder spoke.

Ning Wuxie looked at the elders on the judging panel, and then at Meng Cangran, who was standing not far away with a dull expression.

This was clearly a bias.

The elders of Hermit Valley did not want Meng Cangran to unfold the fan, and did not want him to fight him to the end!