The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 733: Those who abandon me will not stay the day of yesterday!

In the fifth floor of Tianyahaige, everyone looked towards Bu Linfeng.

“The first step teacher used the middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao to exchange for a dimensional Sumeru ring. This is a trade that only makes a profit and does not lose money. Why not change this step in Linfeng?!”

“Hey, this step is in the wind, I really don’t know good or bad, I don’t want to give you Xiantian Lingbao, you have to keep a Sumeru ring that is just a tasteless to him!”

“Speaking so aggressively, speaking so arrogantly to the first master, do you really think of yourself as Sage?”

The person who had previously praised Step Linfeng had already turned his back on the battlefield and ridiculed him a lot.

Bu Linfeng grew up with a golden spoon in his childhood. When did he suffer such humiliation? His hatred of Bu extraordinary has reached a level of immortality.

“Linfeng, how did you talk to Bu Shou Master?!”

Even Shi Zhichang was furious. After all, Bu Linfeng’s status and status were there. Bu Linfeng’s words were already disrespectful to the teacher and senior.

If this matter is spread out, Shi Zhichang is not afraid of how others will ridicule him, but he is afraid that the road to the future will be ruined by himself.

Imagine, a little Taixue who speaks wildly to Kong Sage? A cultivator satirizes Taoist Sanqing and even Taoist Hongjun, which will cause disastrous consequences.

Bu Extraordinary talent is absolutely the best of the past and present, but he maintains high respect for some of Taixue’s former sages, as well as Kong Sage, even if Bu Extraordinary surpasses these people in the future, he will not be arrogant.

After all, it was these former sages who created the Taixue. They worked hard to carry forward the Taixue. This is worthy of his extraordinary admiration.

Regardless of poetry, if you create gobang alone, you can be called the founder of the ancestor with extraordinary moves.

And people like Kong Sage, Taoist Hongjun, and Buddha Zhun mentioned that they created Taixue, Zen, and Taoism for the founding of ancestors.

Being disrespectful to these people is tantamount to disrespecting a big teacher.

“The step is extraordinary, I absolutely don’t believe it in the wind, you have the ability to export into a chapter, it is a holy poem!”

“Today, as long as you can make a ninth-rank hymn here, I will give you the Sumeru ring when I step into the wind, how about it?”

Bu Linfeng looked at Bu Feihua bitterly, his teeth creaking.

“If you can’t do it, you should pay me a teacher’s ritual, and admit that you are an underachiever who deserves a reputation!”

“presumptuous!”

Shi Zhichang couldn’t bear it anymore, he got up, angrily shouted at the wind.

He already gave Bu Linfeng a look, what happened to this disciple who was still obedient in the past? The only master teacher who treated Taixue so unreasonably when he encountered Bu Jiao extraordinary, as if he had taken gunpowder. It is conceivable that after today, Taixue will have no step in the graceful place.

Many Taixues on the fifth floor have invariably stayed away from Bu Linfeng.

“Bushoushi used the middle grade Xiantian Lingbao to exchange the Dimensional Sumeru ring. This is the result of Mr. Shi Zhichang’s Face. I didn’t expect that this step Linfeng would not be grateful for the first teacher’s good intentions. That’s all, it’s such a shame to humiliate his dignity, it’s really rotten wood that cannot be carved!”

“Bushou Master, with a bone age of twenty, Bu Linfeng is much older than him. Presumably the first teacher has a brilliant talent, which makes him very unbalanced!”

“Too learned, you cultivate a righteous spirit. I am too learned to be the first person, Yan Hui, Mr. Shi Zhichang, who is the first in poetry, including Mr. Shanshi Funian, and Mr. Mencius. That one is not frank and frank. Dang, this step is approaching the wind, with such a narrow mind, it is so pitiful and pathetic!”

Bu Feifan is not too angry.

Looking at Bu Linfeng, he was like looking at a child, yelling at himself.

Does an adult become angry with a child?

Obviously not!

“Since you said that I have a false name, well, I will show you what I call talent and what is truly amazing!”

After Bu Feihua got up, he didn’t even think about it. After taking the first step, he chanted the first poem.

“Those who forsake me, don’t stay the day yesterday!”

Take the second step and chant the second sentence with extraordinary step.

“Those who mess with my heart are so worried today!”

Every time you take a step, Steppe will read a sentence.

“Changfeng Wanli sends Qiuyan, this can be a tall building!”

“Penglai’s article builds on the bones, and Xiao Xie in the middle sends it out again!”

“Ji Huai Yi, thriving and thinking of flying, want to go to the blue sky and take the moon!”

On the fifth floor, many scholars were silent, and this chanting even attracted the students on the following floors.

Lin Yue stared at the extraordinary step, her cherry lips silently chanted: “I am full of happiness, thriving and thinking about flying, and I want to go to the blue sky and take the moon!”

“What a demeanor this is!”

Step by step without any pause, one sentence at a time.

“With a knife, the water will flow even more, and a toast is even more worrying!”

“Life is unsatisfactory in this world, and the Ming Dynasty is spreading out boats!”

Seven steps, a poem!

Taking the eighth step, Bufei raised his head and looked at the bright moon outside Tianya Haige.

“This poem is called “Baiyue·Su Shenfu”!”

Just after Bu Fei’s voice fell, the sky above Guangling City, at the heart of the sky, the nine vast cultural atmospheres, hanging down like a Nine Heavens Galaxy Cluster, seemed to communicate with the sky and the ground, ignoring all barriers, and shrouded Bu’s extraordinary figure.

Shi Zhichang had already covered Guangling City with his literary spirit. It can be said that within a hundred li, no matter who writes a poem, it is impossible to cause a vision of heaven and earth.

But this extraordinary poem broke through the shackles!

This is the ninth grade hymn, this vision is earth-shattering, Shi Zhichang can’t stop it.

In the dark night, those nine literary spirits tear the world apart, and the entire Guangling city is like daylight.

Many people in the city walked out of their homes and came to the street, looking up at the vision, all in shock.

In the End of the World!

“With a knife, the water will flow even more, and a toast will be more sorrowful. This is such a wonderful sentence that I will not be able to make it in this life or in the next life!”

“Nine-rated hymn, the first nine-rated hymn, and it is a poem in seven steps. This kind of talent is not for me to belittle Kong Sage. It is true that no one can do this level again!”

“Life is unsatisfactory in the world, and the Ming dynasty exudes a flat boat. This is an eternal quatrain that can only be written after experiencing the whole life and walking through the whole world!”

“There is also this sentence that I want to go to the blue sky and see the bright moon. I am also full of poems, but I have never seen anyone write a poem to such a Transcendent Realm!”

Not to mention those who are too academic, even Liu Mang and Lin Tiannan, who are too academic and half-sage, and even Shi Zhichang, who is known as the first poetry of the academic, are in a trance, completely indulged in the artistic conception of this poem.

Zhao Ling’er did not expect that the extraordinary talent reached such a level, which almost reached the point where it was hard to beat all the students who learned too much.

Lin Yueru was also stunned, unable to speak, her clear apricot eyes looked extraordinary, blooming a little different brilliance.