Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 308 Using Force Back

Chapter 308 Using Another's Strength to Counterattack

Zhao Mingcheng's words made Chen Tianjian ponder, but then he remembered that Ye Ru had been able to create miracles, so he nodded and said:

"In that case, let him give it a try. However, we cannot let our guard down. If these poisonous clouds reach Zicheng, there will be a large number of casualties."

"Chief Ye, please, I also want to see what your solution is."

Zhao Mingcheng made a gesture, then said softly.

He was also very curious, as Ye Ru seemed to have a solution to everything, and there was practically nothing he couldn't solve.

"it is good."

Ye Ru nodded, took a deep breath. He still had the Taiping Essentials, which contained records of techniques for summoning wind and rain. In this Confucian continent, he knew that when Zhuge Liang borrowed the east wind, he did not calculate the wind and rain in advance, but rather used the Taiping Essentials to create the wind.

So, if he were to try, he could create that wind.

Then Ye Ru closed his eyes and retrieved the chapter on "Calling Wind and Rain" from the Siku Quanshu (Complete Library of the Four Treasuries), and began to study it carefully:

"Lord Zhao, Lord Chen, please protect me. I must not let anyone interrupt me."

Reading this essential art of peace is not terrible, but if one's thoughts are interrupted, the consequences will be immeasurable.

"Don't worry, no one will interrupt you."

Chen Tianjian said with a smile, then looked at Zhao Mingcheng and teased him:

"I never imagined that a Grand Scholar like you and a Confucian scholar like myself would need the help of a mere student to dispel this poisonous cloud. How ironic."

"Well, the influence of the Wenqu Star is different now than before. The Yanhuang Kingdom has increased its national fortune by 30%, which will more or less affect scholars. It's normal for the younger generation to surpass their predecessors. However, we should not underestimate ourselves. Although these young people are very strong, we still have to rely on them now. Perhaps in ten or twenty years, it will be their turn to rule the world."

Zhao Mingcheng sighed, gazed at the sky, and said softly:

"And the group led by the Yanhuang Kingdom is probably a group of literati led by Ye Ru."

"Have you forgotten about the Ten Talented Scholars of Yanhuang and the Four Scholars of Su School?"

Chen Tianjian turned his head and said.

"But in the end, I believe the one who will shine the brightest will be this young man in front of us."

"My lords, I'm ready. Now it's my turn to take over."

At this moment, Ye Ru, who had his eyes closed, smiled. Just now, he had completely comprehended the Taiping Essentials' art of summoning wind and rain. Moreover, he had an idea: to attach the imagery of raging winds from poetry to this Taiping Essentials and see if it could unleash extraordinary power.

As he spoke, Ye Ru held the Essentials of Peace in his hands and began to recite it softly:

"The wind, it controls the six elements..."

As Ye Ru spoke, the once calm sky suddenly began to rage, howling like a wild beast, and forming a huge tornado in the distance.

The tornado, carrying immense power, spread outwards, eventually meeting the poisonous cloud in the distance.

After the tornado appeared, Ye Ru looked up, and Chen Tianjian and Zhao Mingcheng's expressions also changed. They then looked at each other and saw some shock in each other's eyes.

"This can actually summon wind and rain... Why have I never seen this classic text of saints before?"

Slowly recovering from his shock, Zhao Mingcheng swallowed hard and exclaimed in surprise.

Generally speaking, the classics of saints are written only to enhance people's talents, and some classics are paths to sainthood. Although they have great benefits, there is never any mention of summoning wind and rain.

"It seems there really isn't one, but I've seen a book in other sacred texts that records the arts of immortals and gods, which includes things like borrowing ghost soldiers. It seems to be called the Taiping Yaoshu."

Chen Tianjian frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said.

"Could it be that what Ye Ru is holding is the legendary Taiping Essentials?"

Zhao Mingcheng said.

Ye Ru looked at the enormous tornado in the sky, clenched his fist, and a Three-Skill Writing Brush appeared in his hand. Finally, he began to write:

"The east wind knows I wish to travel to the mountains, and blows away the sound of accumulated rain from the eaves."

The two lines describe a scene outside the tornado, where an extremely fierce wind blows, so strong it seems capable of snapping a person in two, instantly turning the area into a sandstorm.

"To use poetry here is truly a genius."

Chen Tianjian clapped his hands, realizing that combining the classics and poems of the saints could enhance their power.

"The clear clouds on the mountains are covered with woolen hats, and the copper ceremonials are hung on the treetops in the early morning."

"Although this poem is written in a gentle style, when combined with the classics of the saints, it becomes sharp and violent. I think this matter can be reported to the National Academy of Saints. Firstly, we can try this method, and secondly, it can enhance Ye Ru's literary reputation."

Zhao Mingcheng smiled and said.

"Wild peach blossoms smile by the short bamboo fence, willows sway by the clear stream and sand."

"The people of Xiyan should be the happiest, cooking celery and bamboo shoots to feed the spring plowing."

As the last word was written, the tornado, infused with the new wind, swept directly towards the poisonous cloud in an instant.

boom!

When the tornado touched the poisonous cloud, it actually hurtled toward the demon race right before the eyes of the three.

"It's really possible!"

Zhao Mingcheng rubbed his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

As everyone watched the poisonous cloud head towards the demon race, the tiger demon tribe closest to the northern border...

"I never expected this student to be so powerful, killing even a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examination)."

"This tiger demon tribe," Bian Wenqing said sharply, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"After repeated failures, we're afraid we'll be in deep trouble when we return to the demon clan."

Tiger Demon also said in a deep voice, his fists clenched. They had come out with a pledge, but now it seemed to have ended in failure.

"That's not necessarily true. If that poisonous cloud before their departure really spreads to Zicheng, it will definitely cause them heavy casualties. When that happens, if our main force of the demon race arrives, we can wipe out both the Northern Territory and Zicheng in one fell swoop."

Bian Wenqing shook his head, a malicious glint in his eyes, and then said.

"what happened?"

At this moment, the tiger demon clan here began to stir, which made Tiger Demon and Bian Wenqing frown and look outside.

But when they saw the view outside, they couldn't help but gasp. Then, looking at the large, dark shadow of the bowl of noodles, their faces turned extremely horrified.

"Isn't this the poison cloud you released? Why is it drifting towards us now?"

Tiger Demon turned his head and looked at Bian Wenqing, saying in utter shock.

Fear filled Bian Wenqing's eyes. After a moment, he slowly uttered the difficult words:

"shit!"