The black light tore through the air, and the void seemed to shatter.
Zhou Cujie suddenly felt as if he had turned into a mountain, firmly rooted in the air, unable to move at all.
This was not the first time he had seen Yang Xuan's power of life and death, but he still felt a kind of heartfelt admiration.
He felt that Yang Xuan's Way of Life and Death was getting stronger and stronger each time, and the speed of his progress was incomparable. Therefore, when facing an extremely terrifying enemy like Bai Qi, even he felt a sense of amazement.
After sighing slightly, a scroll suddenly appeared in his hand.
It was an ordinary-looking book. The pages were yellowed and bound with hemp rope. Faint handwriting could be seen on the cover of the book.
This scroll looked very ordinary, but when Zhou Cujie took it out, a vast righteous aura was emitted, soaring into the sky and stirring the world.
Yang Xuan suddenly had a feeling that the person standing in front of him was not Zhou Cujie, who was an accomplice to the evildoer, but a scholar who was fearless in the face of thousands of enemy soldiers and horses, calmly facing death, with a firm and unyielding character.
A scholar had a lofty and unyielding character. Even if he died, he would not bend.
At this moment, standing in front of Yang Xuan was such a lofty and unyielding scholar.
Facing Yang Xuan's long saber, Zhou Cujie suddenly opened his mouth, and a majestic poem came out of his mouth.
Boom!
As the poem came out, a vast and open aura rushed toward Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan's eyes showed a moment of sluggishness, and he could no longer slash with the Life and Death Saber in his hand.
He could not use the saber, not because Zhou Cujie's move was very powerful.
Although Zhou Cujie's move was very powerful, it was not to the point where Yang Xuan could not resist. What made Yang Xuan stop his saber was the poem that came out of Zhou Cujie's mouth.
"Bristling with anger …"
The poem that Zhou Cujie recited was Yue Fei's legendary work, Rivers Run Red.
Yang Xuan withdrew his saber and retreated, bewildered.
A strange look appeared in Zhou Cujie's eyes. He was well aware of his own strength. Yang Xuan's strength was above his own. This was something he had known for a long time. However, his Righteous Way did not allow him to back down. That was why he brazenly attacked.
In fact, he was already prepared to be injured. However, he did not expect that Yang Xuan would actually withdraw his saber, causing his momentum to fall on empty air. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"This poem …?" Yang Xuan asked with a strange look in his eyes.
Zhou Cujie did not try to hide anything and said frankly, "This' Rivers Run Red 'is the masterpiece of Mr. Ren Woxing, a great literary master of Qingxue Country. The righteousness in it should be a model for us scholars."
Yang Xuan's eyelids twitched. He looked at him expressionlessly, not knowing what to say.
Zhou Cujie continued with a sigh, "What a pity. All the civil and military officials of Qingxue Country were destroyed by your hands. Presumably, Mr. Ren Woxing has also fallen to your evil hands. Now that I have used Mr. Ren's poem to comfort you, I think it will comfort his soul in heaven. "
Listening to his impassioned sigh, Yang Xuan felt an indescribable strangeness in his heart.
After a long while, he suddenly opened his mouth. "Actually, this poem has a history."
Zhou Cujie was slightly taken aback and asked, "What history?"
Yang Xuan smiled faintly and continued, "Ren Woxing once said that this poem actually described a peerless general, Yue Fei. However, do you know what happened to this peerless general?"
Zhou Cujie did not understand why he was talking about this. He asked casually, "What happened?"
"During the battle, the twelve golden plates summoned Yue Fei back to the capital, causing the army to collapse. Moreover, do you know what happened to him after he returned to the capital?"
Seeing Zhou Cujie frown and not speak, Yang Xuan sighed and continued, "Even now, there is still a strand of loyal soul in the Pavilion of Disturbance that has not dispersed."
Zhou Cujie's frown deepened.
However, Yang Xuan continued, "Do you know what Yue Fei's final crime was?"
"What?" Zhou Cujie frowned and asked.
Yang Xuan smiled. "His crime was: groundless."
Zhou Cujie was stunned, and then he felt a surge of anger rush to the top of his head.
He did not find Yue Fei's death strange. Since ancient times, how many loyal officials and good generals had died? However, regarding Yue Fei's crime — groundless — he could already feel Yue Fei's monstrous grief and indignation before his death.
"Truly preposterous." Zhou Cujie's face was filled with anger. He prided himself as a loyal official, and he could empathize with this kind of killing of loyal people.
He also did not suspect that Yang Xuan was making up a story to deceive him. Firstly, there was no need. Secondly, he and Yang Xuan were both experts who had entered the Dao. Judging others by their own standards, they simply would not do such a useless thing.
Yang Xuan continued, "Brother Zhou, Shen Yuguan killed loyal people, disregarded human life, and was selfish. He was definitely not a good choice. Brother Zhou, please reconsider."
Zhou Cujie's face turned solemn and he sneered. "Brother Bai, although you and I are enemies, but if you slander His Highness like this, won't you lose your status as an expert who has entered the Dao? His Highness is open and aboveboard, magnanimous, how can you slander him? "
Yang Xuan did not comment and continued, "Brother Zhou, do you know of the Sacred Mountain?"
Zhou Cujie coldly retorted, "How could I not know? Although the Sacred Mountain's lineage is named after the Sacred Mountain, all they do are evil deeds. Countless people in the world have lost their lives because of the Sacred Mountain. You're a lackey of the Sacred Mountain's lineage, yet you're asking me?"
Yang Xuan ignored his sarcasm and continued, "Then do you know that Shen Yuguan is one of the Sacred Mountain's Sacred Children?"
Zhou Cujie laughed out loud, his face full of ridicule: "If you say that someone else is the Holy Mountain's Holy Son, I might believe you a little, but you say that His Highness is the Holy Mountain's Holy Son, truly naive and laughable."
He laughed a few more times before continuing, "You know that His Highness is a Dao-Reaching expert who is ranked fourth on the Ranking List of Young Masters. Then do you know how His Highness entered the Dao?"
Seeing that Yang Xuan did not speak, Zhou Cujie continued, "I'm afraid you don't know. His Highness entered the Dao through light, achieving great light, great greatness, and magnanimity. You say that His Highness is a Sacred Child of the Sacred Mountain is like a three-year-old babbling nonsense. What a joke."
Yang Xuan asked, "Oh? Why? "
Zhou Cujie sneered, "Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? The Sacred Mountain's cultivation method is eerie and ghostly, taking people's souls to cultivate evil cultivation methods. It is the opposite of His Highness' Dao of Great Light. They are like fire and water. Not to mention that His Highness is a Sacred Child of the Sacred Mountain, even if His Highness practiced a little of the Sacred Mountain's cultivation method, he would still break the Dao. You say that His Highness is a Sacred Child of the Sacred Mountain, don't you think it's ridiculous? "
Yang Xuan was silent. He had to admit that Zhou Cujie's words were very reasonable and he was unable to refute.
He wanted to break Zhou Cujie's Dao of Righteousness with words, but he did not expect that he would be rendered speechless by Zhou Cujie.
Fortunately, he was not a martial artist. Otherwise, he would not be able to break Zhou Cujie's Dao. Instead, his state of mind would be affected.
Thinking of this, he could not help but sigh. People who could enter the Dao were indeed not easy to deal with.
However, regardless of whether Shen Yuguan was a Sacred Child of the Sacred Mountain, it was true that he had framed Yang Xuan and splashed dirty water on Yang Xuan. Moreover, there were many things that Zhou Cujie was probably kept in the dark.
Zhou Cujie saw that Yang Xuan was silent and sneered, "Yang Xuan, you are a traitor, and everyone has the right to punish you. Today, for nothing else but Old Mister Ren's' Rivers Run Red ', I want to have a fight with you."
After he finished speaking, he began to recite a chant that shook heaven and earth.
"Trample the Helan Mountains, Que!"
As soon as the word 'que' was spoken, a gap suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Thousands of soldiers and horses surged out from the gap and rushed towards Yang Xuan.
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