Chapter 92: Daru Wangtong

　　　　 Seeing Zhang Bairen slumped to the ground at this time, Prince Longsan smiled coldly: "Stop the snake!"
　　 "Subordinates are" a large snake with a body of ice blue and five meters long, slowly swimming over in the water.
　　 This snake looks like a bowl with a mouth thick and thin, and it has fine scales on its body. It swims extremely fast, and the river where it passes is instantly stained with ice.
　　 "It's amazing, do dragons have their own magical powers?" Zhang Bairen watched the smashing snake swaying to his feet, and grabbed the long sword.
　　 "Boy, you are indeed very good and extraordinary, but the more you do this, the faster you will die!" Although he looks like an animal, he can speak out.
　　 Zhang Bairen expressionlessly, began to accumulate sword intent, preparing for the final thunder strike.
　　叱咤Snake obviously also knew that Zhang Bairen was preparing for the final blow, and cautiously swam around Zhang Bairen, then opened his mouth, and the overwhelming cold wave surged towards Zhang Bairen.
　　Looking at the rolling cold wave, the river where he passed was instantly frozen, Zhang Bairen smiled coldly: "So I wanted to freeze me to death! But I missed it. Pay attention."
　　 The long sword in his hand flicked in front of the cold wave, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, Zhang Bairen's long sword turned into a pike again and shot out, penetrated the cold wave, the sword Qi vertically and horizontally split the cold wave and flew towards the snake.
　　 "噗嗤"
　　 The blood spattered, and the snake was not dead, but the tail was cut off. Feeling the biting sword intent, it burrowed into the body, and the snake hurriedly fled back to the camp, not staying for a long time.
　　 Although the sword energy split the cold wave, there was still cold air hanging on Zhang Bairen's body. Zhang Bairen turned into an ice sculpture while breathing. Wherever he froze, only a pair of eyes blinked in the ice.
　　 "Fortunately, I was not directly hit by the cold wave, but was only affected by the aftermath, otherwise I will die today." Zhang Bairen was frozen in the ice, his eyes full of fear.
　　 "Everyone, three rounds are over, please withdraw your troops," the general governor said.
　　 Looking at Zhang Bairen who blinked in the ice, the three of the Dragon tribe showed unwillingness, and their complexions wanted to regret. At this moment, I saw a mighty air rising into the sky from a distance, coming slowly from the south to this place, and people did not arrive, but the air machine was already secret and unpredictable.
　　 "Wisdom leads to stupidity. A sage does not suffer from wisdom and widowhood, but he suffers from failure in virtue."
　　 "Talents are high but not wise, and the wise are invincible. The position is in danger, but the wise are not. The great wisdom knows the stop, the small wisdom can only plan, the wisdom is endless but the road is endless."
　　 "Those who seek others become wise, but also lose their wisdom. Those who seek one's life rely on their wisdom, but also give up their wisdom. Wisdom is lacking, and it is deep in its enemies, and caution is less harmful."
　　 "……."
　　 is like a Hong Zhong drum, which is awakening.
　　 Looking at the mighty Haoran Qi, Yu Juluo suddenly smiled: "It's Wang Tong Daru here! This battle should be over."
Confucianism is not without the power to restrain the chicken, let alone fight with poetry and songs, but Confucian martial arts have six arts of gentleman, and the law has a great righteousness. It can be said that Confucianism is the only school that can be compatible with martial arts and Tao. .
　　 Confucianism nurtures an aura of righteousness, which is the source of strength for Confucian students, which can be both cultural and military.
The great Confucian is earth-shattering, no less than the first-class figure of the Yang God, abruptly upright and strong, it is the vitality of all things, the source of strength, and countless shrimps, soldiers and crabs wherever they pass are actually instantly beaten back to their prototypes, and the whole body begins to emit heat, obviously some Not support.
　　 "Retreat!" Looking at the Haoran righteousness coming from far away, Prince Long San looked at Zhang Bairen in the ice, gritted his teeth angrily, and had to turn around and leave.
　　 Confucianism is indeed a wonderful work in the cultivation world. Haoran righteousness is a kind of spiritual power, and the most masculine is not flinching.
　　 The dark clouds in the sky walked clean in a moment, the river ebbs, and countless shrimps, soldiers and crabs will dive into the water, never daring to come out again, and sneak away from the bottom of the river quietly.
　　 Watching the dragon go away griefly, Yu Juluo looked happy: "It is Wang Tong Da Confucian who has arrived. Wang Tong Da Confucian is my rising star in the Sui Dynasty, and one of the Confucian leaders who came to the top. This general will meet him personally."
　　 At this time, Yu Juluo sighed secretly. When he was in Zhuojun, he thought that Zhuojun was a joke, and never thought that he really had friendship with Wang Tong.
　　 "Everyone, this officer has to return to Korea for business, so let's say goodbye!" The chief governor didn't talk much, but seeing the dragon retreat, it has turned into a breeze.
　　 Guozhen Yuanshen returned to the shell, looking at the messy hall, his body hurriedly towards the city gate.
"Master, Daru Wang Tong still needs a moment and a half, but the little gentleman can't take a moment and a half." Song Laosheng watched Zhang Bairen blink at himself in the ice, and then looked at the excited Yugoluo, coughing. One channel.
"Ahem, it was the general's negligence." Yu Juluo came to the front, looked at Zhang Bairen in the ice, and smashed the ice with a palm. He could only hear Zhang Bairen's mouth "Ahee" and "Ahee" constantly. , Grumbled dissatisfiedly: "I said the general, you are also a strong man who sees God not bad, Wang Tong is just a great scholar, why are you so excited."
　　 Yu Juluo smiled bitterly: "Don't you know that my three sons are going to study under the Confucian school, and now that the Confucian Wang Tong is in front of him, how can he not win the relationship?"
　　 Zhang Bairen trembled and withdrew his long sword. After the long sword was sheathed, there was another sneeze. Song Laosheng took out a blanket and put it on Zhang Bairen from time to time, and it was better.
　　 "I really underestimated the world's heroes!" Zhang Bairen sighed.
　　 "Don't be discouraged by the little gentleman. Today, the little gentleman even rubs the three masters of the dragon clan, and many masters of cultivation may not be able to match you," Yu Juluo comforted.
　　 Looking at the retreating tide, Zhang Bairen said: "The losses of the people around here are counted on my head. Please speak as much money as you need."
　　 was talking, Guozhen Taoist priest came over and looked at Zhang Bairen with a smile: "Little Taoist friends are suffering."
　　 "What's so funny, Taoist gloats all day long" Zhang Bairen opened the gourd and stuffed the calamus pill into his mouth at will.
　　 The Taoist priest looked at the in Zhang Bairen's hand, showing curiosity. Without giving the Taoist a chance to speak, Zhang Bairen stepped forward and picked up the snake's tail and stuffed it into the gourd: "If this treasure is for soaking in wine, it is also a good thing."
　　 The gods in the heavenly palace had already withdrawn at this time. Looking at the muddy road, Zhang Bairen rubbed his hair, and everyone stood at the gate of the city for a while.
Not long after, I saw a carriage slowly approaching in the distance, and then stopped in front of the city gate, only to see the curtain opened, and a young man in his twenties wearing a square scarf walked out slowly. A salute to everyone: "Wang Tong has seen you all."
Looking at the twenty-something young man in front of him, Zhang Bairen was taken aback for a moment. According to his own thoughts~EbookFREE.me~ What Daru said should be a man with a white beard and dozens of years old, who would have thought that Wang Tong was so young ?
　　 "Mr. Seen" Yu Juluo and Taoist priests in Louguan returned the gifts.
　　 "Daoist, we haven't seen each other for some years" Wang Tong looked at Guozhen Taoist priest with a big smile.
　　 I have to say that Wang Tong is indeed extremely generous, even Zhang Bairen had to sigh that this man is really attractive.
　　 Just standing there, you will feel a mighty, strong and yang power, Wang Tong's whole person is in this mighty power, gentle and humble, without pride.
　　 "Some years are gone, I saw you back then, you were only a teenager, now you should be twenty-one years old, it really is time to grow old" Taoist nodded.
　　 "But after so many years, the Taoist master is still not old, but my Confucianism is not good. I can't keep the years." Wang Tong sighed slightly and looked at Yu Juluo: "I have seen the general."
　　 "Mr. is really young" Yu Juluo had to sigh with emotion. Confucianism is a pervert. As long as he understands the true essence of the sage, he will travel forever.
　　 "I have seen Mr." Zhang Bairen saluted.
Looking at Zhang Bairen, Wang Tong was taken aback for a while, and after a while, he said in surprise: "There are talented people from generation to generation, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years. I have heard about Mr. Zhuojun. I saw it today. It is extraordinary. As long as we give the young man ten years to grow up, my great sui dynasty will surely last forever and erect the foundation stone for all generations. The young man can be my great sui dynasty's pillar and the pillar of the country."
Before Zhang Bairen shot, Wang Tong remotely perceives Zhang Bairen's incomparable vertical and horizontal, conquering all things in the world, and his domineering and unparalleled Kendo Qi machine. Its purity and dominance are the first time Wang Tong has seen this in his life. There are too many kendo masters, but this is the first time I have seen Zhang Bairen's domineering sword spirit.