The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

Chapter 320
"One Sword Falling Vajra"!
This is the secret of Lu Yuan Guan and Liu Songtao after he transformed from a demon into a Buddha. After the "One Sword Bodhisattva fell", he felt inspired, and a single thought gave birth to a Buddha, and he performed the secret of the sword.

"Zibuyu is strange and chaotic!"

Zhang Fuyao let out a clear whistle, and the words followed, Lu Yuan's manifested self-respecting Dharma image, blasted out a palm, and when it was about to land on Zhang Fuyao's head, it stopped suddenly, hovering in mid-air.

"In heaven and earth, I am the only one!"

Fighting against Yanling with the spirit of words, Lu Yuan also fought back with the law of the constitution of heaven.

The solipsistic Dharma figure that suddenly hovered stood up again, and a punch came from the sky, and it fell hard.

"Wise Man Leshan!" Zhang Fuyao stretched out a finger and said.

Lu Yuan's thundering punch from the Supreme Being Dharma Prime Minister just stood still, hovering three feet above Zhang Fu's head.

Between the two, it seems to be separated by the undulating Kunlun Mountains.

A thin line separates the world!This is the method of the first generation of Confucian saints!
"Come again!" Lu Yuan drew his long sword.

The Dharma Appearance of the Paradise Boy, the Dharma Appearance of Mingyue Liufeng, and the Dharma Appearance of the Jiuyuan Jiujian all took action at the same time, launching a wind and thunder strike, and struck down hard towards where Zhang Fuyao was standing!

"The benevolent enjoys water!" Zhang Fu shook his head.

A jade belt surrounded by water, like the Guangling River, blocked Zhang Fuyao's body, resisting Lu Yuan's blow from all directions.

"It's indecent to come and not to go, good boy, today I will show you what my Confucianism means to cultivate one's moral character, govern the country and bring peace to the world!"

Zhang Fuyao took a step forward, turned passive into active, and said in his mouth: "Let's see how this old man can resonate with the heaven and earth with his righteousness!"

Zhang Fuyao stomped his feet again.With this stomp, a clay statue suddenly appeared behind the old man, also hundreds of feet high, appearing between heaven and earth!
This clay statue holding a scroll is clearly the appearance of Zhang Fuyao, the most holy teacher of Confucianism.

Such an image can be seen almost everywhere in Shangyin School Palace, Tai'an City Imperial Palace, Confucius Temple, academies in various places, Liyang, and even Beimang territory.

Zhang Fuyao laughed loudly and said: "The vicissitudes of the sea can be read like the palm of your hand!"

The statue of the saint behind him then got up, and took the scroll in his hand, and patted it on Lu Yuan's Nine Profound Nine Trials.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise!
The scroll was shattered, and the Nine Trials of Jiuyuan also collapsed.

"go with!"

Lu Yuan gave an order, and the three remaining Dharma figures behind him all shot together again.

Among them, I am the only one who respects Faxiang’s fist. This punch is as powerful as punch, and its uses are endless!
The boy of bliss uses his palm in the Dharma. If the palm is lacking in great success, its use will not be harmful!
Mingyue Liufeng uses the finger, this finger is as ingenious as clumsy, and as argumentative as negligence!
Daying is like punching punches!
Dacheng is like a lack of palm!
As clever as a clumsy finger!
"What a magical martial arts power that can control the heavens and the earth. Let's see how I can defeat you!"

Zhang Fuyao smiled even more, pointing to the country with a single finger, encouraging the words, and chanting at the same time: "If you are poor, you will be good for yourself; if you are rich, you will benefit the world at the same time!"

As soon as he said a word, there were nine mighty pillars of energy that descended from the sky, floating up to Qingming, and descending to connect to the earth.The momentum is huge, in the shape of a character, divided into three pillars of awe-inspiring energy, locking the three Dharma figures tightly so that they cannot move.

"Although I don't know how you came here, but with your little ability, it's not enough to stand up to me." Zhang Fuyao said calmly.

"Master thinks, so what about the power in the world?" Being at a disadvantage, Lu Yuan still kept his expression unchanged, smiling at Zhang Fuyao.

"It's nothing more than an ant shaking a big tree." Zhang Fuyao said in a deep voice.

Although he has guarded the world for 800 years by arbitrarily adhering to the Confucian law of luck.But how many Fuyao Zhangs are there in the world?
The power of a person is small after all, even as a saint, he doesn't know how long he can resist the sky.

Once he falls, is this world still a mortal world?
No, it will become a fishing ground for the immortals in the sky to fish for luck in the world!

"I think that the power of the world can overcome the sky!" Lu Yuan took a step forward.

Behind him, the picture of mountains, rivers and hidden dragons unfolds automatically, turning into a magical picture scroll that has already lit up "Four Dragon Mountains, Six Dragon Waters".

On the picture scroll, the aura of the mountains and rivers and dragon veins is already quite extraordinary.

In the picture of Wutian sitting in the town, there are two qi of yin and yang, mountains and rivers, and dragon veins, which arouse the flood of humanity and are used by Lu Yuan.

"The good fortune clock is beautiful, and the yin and yang are at dusk!"

The sword in his chest made a clear sound, and fell into Lu Yuan's palm. He breathed out the mighty sword energy, almost filling the world.

Afterwards, Lu Yuan held the sword and slashed out, as if the majesty had just opened, the sun was born, and the dusk and dawn were divided.

This sword finally moved Zhang Fuyao completely, using human power to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a master of the Celestial Phenomena Realm can do it.

But this was also the first time Zhang Fuyao had seen Lu Yuan's method of mobilizing the power of heaven and earth to evolve into the ultimate human attack.

"Trees will die, and when people are poor, why should they know what they can't do?"

Zhang Fuyao sighed, he didn't know if he was sighing for Lu Yuan, or for himself.

"I only know that man can conquer the sky!"

The cold light of the sword energy, and wherever the green sword sword passed, half of the sky was bright and clear, and the other half was inexplicably dark and pitch black.

This "spirit of good fortune", a sword that can "split the faint dawn", finally completely cracked the statue of the sage condensed by the first generation of Confucian sages and turned them into dust.

"I hope you will remember what you said!" Zhang Fuyao's figure slowly dissipated in the forest of merit.

In situ, only a stone bowl for drinking water was left, in which was filled with abysses of luck like the sea, which flowed indefinitely.

"Confucian luck!" Lu Yuan recognized at a glance that what Zhang Fuyao left behind before leaving was the Confucian luck he had accumulated during his 800 years of monopolizing Confucianism.

This 800-year-old Confucian finally chose to believe in Lu Yuan this time.

Lu Yuan is very aware of the importance of luck. If he wants to become a land god, the explicit condition is that he has enough cultivation, and the invisible condition is that he has enough luck.

This is also the reason why, in Jianghu in the snow, only ten land gods can be produced by default at the same time.Because the three religions, the rivers and lakes, and the world have limited luck gathered, the personality of this land god is naturally limited.

If there is no luck to protect and forcibly break through the realm, then it is unworthy of virtue, and sooner or later there will be disaster.

Among them, Confucianism is the most important, because almost all Confucian luck is concentrated in the first generation of saint Zhang Fuyao, making it difficult for Confucian saints after him to die well.

Think about the Confucian saints who appeared in the original book.Xuanyuan Jingcheng died after killing Xuanyuan Dapan!

Huang Sanjia also died after handing over Confucian luck to Xu Feng!
Xie Guanying was chased and killed by Deng Tai'a for thousands of miles, but he still died!

The most unsatisfactory thing is that Cao Changqing, who turned Confucianism and Taoism into domineering, attacked a city by himself and died under Tai'an City.

Probably only Chen Zhibao, who disappeared among the rebellious army and claimed to be dead, might still be alive.But even if he is alive, he cannot escape the ending of being alone forever.

Therefore, it is very risky to be a Confucian saint in the Jianghu in the snow!

Lu Yuan picked up the stone bowl, sensed it carefully, and then suddenly opened his eyes and said: "What a Zhang Fuyao, he is really generous, 400 years of Confucian luck, half of the Confucian luck has been handed over to himself. "

Perhaps it was in Lu Yuan that he saw a different way to fight against the gods fishing in the sky. Zhang Fuyao actually gave away half of the Confucian luck. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

"Don't worry, victory will definitely belong to the world." Lu Yuan thought to himself.

Then, Lu Yuan picked up the stone bowl and drank it down in one gulp!

"I am invincible in the world. If I don't fight the sky, who will I fight with?"

Lu Yuan smiled casually. At this moment, Lu Yuan became a Confucian saint!

(End of this chapter)