Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Confucian scholars are inferior to knight-errants

Now that Lu You has been resurrected, Monk Peter also knows the memory of his previous life very clearly.He knew very well the scenery of Confucianism in those days. But in this era, Confucianism has long since declined.The group of men in black were dressed in suits and leather shoes, with sunglasses on their heads separately. They didn't look like Confucian scholars. Therefore, Monk Peter didn't think too much about it. It wasn't until Qin Yi reminded him of the number "seventy-two" that he suddenly came to his senses. The seventy-two pillars of qi are transformed by awe-inspiring righteousness, and they are obviously the incarnations of the seventy-two sages.

This was the most famous formation of the Confucian sect back then. Seventy-two learned and distinguished Confucians had to be gathered together. Array.Relying on this fierce formation back then, Dong Zhongshu had a great advantage in chasing and killing all schools of thought, and even the owner of the pen mound was once trapped by him. This anecdote was told to Lu You by the owner of the pen mound, and Lu You passed on this memory to Monk Peter.Monk Peter didn't remember until now.Fortunately, in this era, no matter what, there are no seventy-two great scholars, so the power of this formation has been greatly reduced, otherwise Mrs. Wei's pen formation may not be able to resist it.

But judging from the scene, the two big formations were evenly matched, and the pen formation still had the advantage.Is it just that the Confucian sect's backhand? Monk Peter looked up at the sky, seeing the aura that was getting more and more concentrated, a long memory flashed in his heart. "Yan Zheng, Zhong Xia, Lord Qin." Monk Peter called the three of them over, his face serious, "What you have to do now is to kill as many of these men in black as possible and destroy this Confucian peach and plum array." He didn't explain much, and there was no time left.From the aura in the sky, Monk Peter had vaguely guessed the other party's intentions.

Luo Zhongxia asked, "What about you, Peter?" Monk Peter said: "I'm going to rush across the bridge and inform the Wei family to remove this pen array as soon as possible, otherwise it will really be a disaster." "it is good!" The other three immediately agreed and then dispersed.Those men in black looked dumb, and apart from serving as the foundation of the air column, they didn't pose any threat.Therefore, the three of them acted separately and planned to defeat them one by one.As for the monk Peter, his monk robe flew away, and he jumped over the bamboo bridge and ran towards the opposite bank.The screen fan set up by the pen array map is still there, and Monk Peter can only hope that it has relaxed the shielding effect of the screen fan in order to deal with Confucianism.

But his plan failed, the Ping Fan protecting Wei Zhuang Nei Zhuang was still unbreakable.Unless the pen matrix diagram completely collapses or is withdrawn, there is no way he can break in.Monk Peter tried his best and showed his magical powers, but it was still to no avail.After all, he is only proficient in pens. Without a pen in hand, it's like a clever woman can't cook without rice. Just when he was at his wit's end, the sky suddenly became brighter, like a huge bouquet of fireworks set off in the dark night. Monk Peter raised his head and saw a pen spirit appearing in the air.This spirit is condescending, and the whole body is filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, which is many times more pure than the awe-inspiring righteousness of those men in black. The edges of the misty clouds glow with golden light.A line of writing is engraved on its pen barrel, which reads: "Tao originates from the sky, the sky does not change, and the Tao does not change."

"Dong Zhongshu, the brush of heaven and man." Monk Peter spit out these six words softly, but it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.The extremely strong memory of the previous life suddenly woke up, turning into countless whips and whipping his nerves. The celestial brush that overthrows hundreds of schools, the celestial brush that destroys the tombs of pens, and the celestial brush that rejuvenates Confucianism and orthodoxy twice, and dominates the Chinese heritage for two thousand years. showed up again. The entire space in Neizhuang is overwhelmed by the awe-inspiring majesty of the Tianren brush.

The person who manipulated the pen array diagram also felt that something was wrong, and immediately changed to a vertical pen gesture.Standing like a long live ancient vine, without vines or branches, it hangs between the sky and the earth.If the horizontal stroke is the most powerful, then the vertical stroke is the strongest defensive state.No matter how tossing mountains and seas, as long as it stands between heaven and earth, it will remain invincible. It's a pity that the opponent in front of him can be repeated by heaven and earth. The appearance of the Celestial Brush brought the excitement of the Rulin Taoli Array to a peak.Seventy-two pillars of air flocked towards the pen array like crazy tentacles, and they climbed up the pen array that turned into vertical strokes, and coiled tightly, like tying heavy chains to a golden dragon.

Pen Zhentu was unable to move at this time, but it didn't look impatient.You can trap me, but you can't help me either.The defense of vertical strokes is not so easy to break through. These Shuxiu qi pillars really can't do anything to the pen array, but naturally someone can deal with it. At this time, the Heavenly Human Brush was slowly descending from the sky, and every whisker at the tip of the brush was gracefully curled, glowing with golden light.All of a sudden, those brush whiskers suddenly elongated, instantly broke through the invisible distance, and inserted straight into the core of the brush pattern.

The pen diagram became stiff the moment it was inserted, and the next second, the entire pen diagram exploded.Because the person who manipulated it clearly sensed that this celestial pen is actually sucking the spirit of the pen from the pen array! ! At this time, the mood of those people in Weizhuang Neizhuang was like that of their ancestor Wei Shiqing when he met the white tiger: he was used to seeing pen spirits fighting each other, but he had never seen one that could swallow a pen spirit.What a terrible thing this must be! In order to support this pen array, the Wei family gathered the essence of the whole family, and nearly forty brush spirits were placed in the array to have such a great power.But who would have thought that these pen spirits would become delicacies on the plate of celestial pens; the dignified Mrs. Wei's pen array map would become a dining table full of gold, jade and good food.

Even if they don't know the origin of the Tianren brush, they must be extremely shocked when they see this situation. The pen pattern picture suddenly went crazy, from the pen gesture of crashing waves and thunder, to the pen gesture of a hundred-junged crossbow, and then into the gesture of hooking the tendons of a crossbow, changing several types within a few seconds.It's a pity that its struggle was in vain, the seventy-two pillars of repairing qi firmly locked the pen array, and the Tianren brush slowly sucked the pen spirit in the pen array in a leisurely manner, calmly like a bird Big spider.

The core is restrained, and the protection of the entire Wei Zhuang is also weakened.Seeing that the barrier in front of him was getting thinner, Monk Peter knew that the power of the pen diagram had begun to weaken, so he rushed over without hesitation.As soon as his body touched the barrier, the temperature rose rapidly, and the monk robe gave off a burnt smell and began to curl and burn.But after all, the strength of this barrier was already insufficient, and before the scorching heat reached his skin, Monk Peter had already dashed through the barrier and was in the inner village. He already fully understood what the enemy was planning. Their real purpose is not Wei Zhuang, but Mrs. Wei's pen array map—more precisely, it is not the pen array map, but the pen spirit in the array! Wei Zhuang's pen spirits are either held by the officials of the pen tomb, or are stored in the cave where the pens are stored, and they are very scattered.Even if Tianrenbi takes action in person, there is no guarantee that the pen spirit can be taken back without any leaks. It is also possible to be completely reversed by the other party if one is not careful.The Wei family has been passed down for thousands of years, who knows what else is hidden besides Mrs. Wei's pen array. Therefore, in order to ensure that all the pen spirits in the Wei family's collection are wiped out, it is necessary to exert sufficient pressure to force the Wei family to produce a picture of the pen array.The pen array map must be driven by the pen spirit. In order to defend against the enemy, the Wei family must put most of the pen spirits into the formation and gather them in one place - this is exactly what Tianrenbi wants. The men in black and their Confucian Peach and Plum Formation were besieged but not attacked for this purpose.The Wei family tried their best to activate Mrs. Wei's pen array, thinking that this was the last trump card, but they didn't know that it would suit the opponent's wishes. Thinking of this, Monk Peter felt chills in his heart.If the enemy is really "them", what a terrifying strength it would be to have a pen of heaven and man, a formation of seventy-two sages, and be so familiar with the inside story of the Wei family. Thousands of years later, is the war between Confucianism and Bizhong going to break out again? Countless thoughts flashed through Monk Peter's mind, and he suddenly felt something strange on the top of his head, so he couldn't help but look up.As a result, he found that the seventy-two air pillars that were originally tightly bound the pen array map were now missing a few, and the number continued to decrease.Monk Peter suddenly realized that this was a good thing Luo Zhongxia, Yan Zheng and Qin Yi did to buy him time. He didn't care about expressing emotion, and immediately ran wildly. This is their only chance. Monk Peter ran to the front of Wei's Ancestral Hall facing the bamboo bridge, and immediately two young men jumped out to stop him.Monk Peter didn't have time to explain to them. He stretched out his hands, and two Buddhist beads came out. The two guards were immediately knocked to the ground. Monk Peter took the opportunity to break through the blockade. At this time, most of the officials in Neizhuang went to support Bizhentu, and no one could stop Monk Peter.Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, he made seven turns and eight turns, and quickly walked through the maze-like alleyways of Neizhuang to the Tibetan Bi Cave. As expected, Monk Peter did not expect it.There were dozens of people in front of the Cangbi Cave, all of them were sitting on the ground, forming several concentric circles.In the middle circle are several old elders with white beards and hair. Together, they hold an ancient scroll and hold it lightly.Around them, there are three circles of young and middle-aged men. Each of these people has a pen spirit suspended above their heads. The nibs of the pens are all pointing to the center of the circle, and they are vaguely connected to the scroll. This should be the control center of Mrs. Wei's pen array diagram.Judging from the composition of the staff, the Wei family has indeed tried their best. In this formation are almost all the officials of the Wei family. At this time, everyone's face was dignified, and their eyes were not moving away.Several people in the formation have already collapsed to the ground, presumably because their pen spirits have been sucked out, and they are exhausted physically and mentally.But no one dared to leave without permission. Everyone knew that this move was related to the life and death of the Wei family.One of the elders holding the scroll yelled from time to time: "Tap the strokes! Quickly, change to the horizontal strokes!" The other elders quickly gestured in the void with their fingers. Obviously, they haven't given up yet, and they still hope to break through the shackles with the power of the pen array itself. In the surrounding area, there is a large group of members of the Wei family without pens, old and young.They can't do anything at this time, they can only watch their family members fighting in the battle anxiously, silently praying that the family can survive this catastrophe. "Remove the pen array quickly!" Monk Peter suddenly jumped out of the darkness and shouted loudly. The people in the formation seemed to have never heard of it, but the members of the Wei family who had no pens turned their attention.The scene was silent for a few seconds, and then someone recognized him immediately: "It's Wei Qingdong! The murderer who killed the old patriarch!" At that time Monk Peter fled in a hurry, everyone in Wei Zhuang remembered the appearance of this murderous father and rebellious son.Seeing him appearing here suddenly at this time, they all thought that the traitor was acting as a forerunner for the enemy and came to make trouble. Immediately, more than a dozen young men rushed towards Monk Peter aggressively. They watched the seniors try their best to support the formation , I don't have a pen skill, so I can't help, I have been suffocating for a long time, and I just want to vent it at this time. Where did Monk Peter have time to argue with them, he dodged and shouted, "Uncle Dingguo! Where is Uncle Dingguo?" If there is only one person in Wei Zhuang who can listen to him, it is the uncle Wei Dingguo whom he has always disliked.When he fled, Wei Dingguo pointed out a way for him. Wei Dingguo doesn't have a pen spirit, so he can't help much with the pen array, but he is an indispensable soul on the scene.Who will be in charge of supporting the pen array map, who will be in charge of protecting the Dharma, who will be in charge of evacuating the Wei family disciples, and who will wake up the many pen spirits in the Tibetan Bi Cave, all of which need to be arranged by him.At this time, he was busy organizing the old and young in his family to retreat to the Tibetan Bi Cave, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name, Wei Dingguo stood up from the crowd and couldn't help but be taken aback: "Qingdong, what are you doing here?" Seeing Uncle Dingguo appearing, Monk Peter was overjoyed, he rushed to him with a few strides, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Dingguo, you have to take down the pen array immediately!" "Why?" Wei Dingguo frowned, and at the same time waved his hand to stop the young guardians who were about to rush over. Monk Peter pointed to the outside: "The one that absorbs the spirit of the pen is the Confucian Heavenly Man brush! It is not something we can resist. If we don't withdraw now, the Wei family's pen spirit will be wiped out!" Wei Dingguo's expression froze when he heard the name of "Tianrenbi".However, since the Confucian Peach and Plum Formation has appeared, the birth of Tianrenbi, which belongs to the same Confucian family, is not very surprising. "But you have also seen that in the current situation, the Confucian Taoli Array has locked the pen array, and it will not be able to move for a while. The elders have nothing good to do." Monk Peter said: "My friends, they are desperately weakening the formation outside. They should be able to win a short period of time." Wei Dingguo said again: "If you withdraw the pen array, Wei Zhuang's barrier will disappear..." "Withdraw, relying on the remaining pen spirit, there is still a fight; if you don't withdraw, you will be completely disarmed, and you will have no chance to resist." Wei Dingguo looked at his nephew, then at the people around him who were full of suspicion and anger, and finally said slowly, "Give me a reason to believe you." Monk Peter smiled. ※※※ "Lei Gong bangs and shakes the drum!" Another man in black fell headlong to the ground, exuding a burnt smell.Luo Zhongxia was very satisfied with his attack this time. He had gradually gotten used to Qinglian pen's fighting style.Now reading Li Bai's poems, he can already feel some deep meaning and emotion behind the words.This kind of feeling is applied to the battle, and it is handy. This was the fourth man in black he had killed. These men in black are very strange, they are very powerful, and there is a mighty force in their bodies.But they were dumbfounded, indifferent to the reaction of the outside world, and could only do extremely limited counterattacks, like an idiot with peerless martial arts.Dealing with them is like chopping a stake with a knife - it's really hard to cut, but the stake is a stake after all, as long as you put in the effort, you can easily get it done. These people are not even human beings, but they feel very similar to the pen officials. They are probably human-shaped pen spirits refined by some secret method. "Yan Zheng and Qin Yi did a good job." Luo Zhongxia shook his wrists, looked up at the sky, the air column was much less than before, "We'll see if that kid Peter can persuade them to withdraw the pen formation in time." There was a sudden slight tremor on the ground, and another column of air collapsed.At this time, the sky changed suddenly, bright and dark, and the wind and clouds were raging.Luo Zhongxia saw that, taking advantage of the air columns collapsing one after another, and the new air columns not filling the void, the formation that originally covered the sky and the sun began to shrink rapidly.The celestial and human brush whiskers that had penetrated into the pen formation diagram were torn apart in this way. The Tianren Brush was sucking very comfortably, but it was unexpected that the pen Zhentu broke free and even tore off the whiskers.It screamed unwillingly, and immediately raised several new pillars of air from the ground, gathered seventy-two sages, and moved towards the pen array to force it, intending to repeat the old trick. Unexpectedly, after Bi Zhentu got away, he didn't fight them head-on, instead he swelled and shrank several times, turned into a ball of red light, and fled back to Wei Zhuang all at once.The screen that originally shrouded Neizhuang also disappeared, and the mysterious Weizhuang Neizhuang finally revealed its true face. "Yeah, this guy really did it." Luo Zhongxia was very happy.But before he was happy for a while, he found that the surrounding atmosphere was a little weird. From all directions around Neizhuang, many people appeared from nowhere.These people are male and female, tall and short, dressed in different ages.Their pace was very calm, and they walked slowly towards the bamboo bridge. The scene was like the end of a movie, and the audience left one after another. But Luo Zhongxia could feel that these guys were not kind.They all have pen spirits, and everyone is a genuine pen official. The enemy's new round of attack? There are at least twenty or thirty officials in the Bi Tomb in front of him, and it seems that they intend to take advantage of the emptiness of the withdrawal of the Bi Formation and attack Wei Zhuang in one fell swoop.With so many officials gathered together, even the undamaged Wei family might not be able to resist it. "We're outnumbered, so we'd better retreat into Neizhuang first, and meet up with Peter and the others." Luo Zhongxia immediately made a judgment, he whistled at Qin Yi and Yan Zheng who were in the distance, turned around and left.But the moment he turned around, he suddenly noticed a few familiar faces among the crowd in the distance: Mr. Fei, Wei Qiang, and Nineteen's younger brother Twenty. "Zhuge's family?" Luo Zhongxia's figure froze, his whole body fell into an ice cave, and a thought that had been ignored before flashed through his mind: "...Could it be that it's not 'them' who want to flatten the Wei family, but the Zhuge family?"