Chapter 482: Etiquette and Righteousness as Weapons

Unlock the leather buckle.

Open the milky white cover.

The thick pages rustled between my fingers, giving me an unusually satisfying feeling. Strings of bright red mantras floated between the pages, with a somewhat hazy appearance.

Zheng Qing looked at the strange and obscure spells, feeling that he knew every character in them, but when connected together, each spell was so unfamiliar.

What surprised him even more was that he found that he did not need to recite the mantras in the book like ordinary mantras.

Just as his eyes pass by and relevant reflections flash in his mind, the corresponding incantations on the Dharma book will light up one by one. The crimson light is like the morning sun jumping over the horizon, eye-catching and brilliant.

Immediately, the forbidden spell aura in the wizard's body, which was almost boiling, became tame like a strong horse being saddled. Of course, taming does not mean disappearing.

Like a herd of frightened wild horses, they were running around like headless flies. Many wild horses collided with each other or ran away while running wildly, making it look chaotic and disorderly. But now a champion horse appeared. Under its leadership, the wild horses gathered up the scattered teams, formed a suitable formation, and roared across the mountains in a neat rhythm.

Like a strong wind, like a shower, like thunder.

The wizard's eyes quickly swept between the spells, ten lines at a glance; the pages of the book passed by his fingertips one by one, and then became blank. The herd of galloping wild horses became larger and larger, and their speed became faster and faster. In the end, Zheng Qing felt that he was not reading the Dharma books, but that the gushing breath enveloped him, and he was flipping through the books quickly. .

Even if he closed his eyes, it would not affect his ability to continue 'reading' the spell.

Driven by this breath, he felt himself becoming more and more awake and sophisticated. His consciousness seemed to have become a third party in the body, floating above the body and soul, calmly indifferent to the uncontrollable things. Everything happens naturally.

And somewhere further away from his consciousness, vague questions and answers came vaguely:

"...Is it so urgent to be polite?"

"Husband's etiquette, the ancestors inherited the way from heaven and used it to control people's emotions. Therefore, those who lose it will die, and those who gain it will live."

"What is death?"

“If you don’t know life, how can you know death!”

"What is life?"

"It is said to stand firm, it is said not to be confused, it is said to know the destiny, it is said to be obedient, it is said to follow the heart's desires and not exceed the rules. The dead are the great fear of people; the living are the great desires of people."

"What is a person?"

"Man is the heart of heaven and earth, the end of the five elements, food, taste, sound, and color, and the living thing. Therefore, the sage must take heaven and earth as the foundation, yin and yang as the end, the four seasons as the handle, and the sage as the base. The sun and stars serve as disciplines, the moon serves as measurement, ghosts and gods serve as disciples, the five elements serve as pledges, etiquette and justice serve as tools... as tools... as tools... as tools..."

Etiquette and justice are the tools!

The last answer echoed repeatedly in Zheng Qing's consciousness, like Huang Zhongda Lu, deafening and enlightening. Etiquette, he once heard his husband mention it, is the embodiment of order; righteousness, he has done it more than once, just like the choice he made not long ago.

Use righteousness as the tool and etiquette as the core.

It is said to follow one's heart's desires without exceeding the rules.

The boy's closed eyes suddenly opened. The Dharma book in front of him had been turned to the last page. The deep red light condensed with the Dharma book as the center, like a slender pillar, breaking through the sky and reaching the abyss. Although in the vastness The space between heaven and earth is as slender as a hair, but the sharp and compelling aura is like a sharp blade approaching the eyes, causing everyone to subconsciously avoid looking.

It seems that if you take another look, you will encounter something unexpected.

Zheng Qing was not among them.

Because he could clearly feel that the slender red light column contained the forbidden spell breath that continuously overflowed from his body. In just a short time, the cyan air ball that had almost exploded in his heart. It was plundered, and even the big tree generated from the Forbidden Curse Seed continued to degenerate under the absorption of the light beam, turning from a big tree into a small tree. The extracted branches shrank one by one, and the leaves disappeared one by one, until it degenerated into a seed again. .

However, compared with the first time, this seed appears to be more solid, with many mysterious runes on the seed coat, and the seeds are plumper and shiny.

Along with the last trace of the forbidden curse, it was taken away.

The last character on the Dharma book slowly dissipated, turning into a crimson stream of light and falling into the beam of light. The leather buckle is like a flexible finger, crawling around in the void, pulling on the bottom cover, and closing the Dharma book with force.

Snap.

The buckle actively buckles itself.

The last trace of vitality in the Dharma book was exhausted, and it seemed to have turned back into an ordinary Dharma book. Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, first stuffed the Dharma book back into the gray cloth bag, and then looked at the red pillar in front of him, not knowing what to do with it.

When he was sent up by the black cat, he had already made various psychological preparations - for example, the moment he opened the Dharma book, he turned into a huge ball of light and exploded the bronze dragon to pieces. ; Or he was annihilated by the flying ashes sprayed by the giant dragon before he could even open the book; or he was interrupted by various accidents while pulling the 'trigger'.

The only thing he didn't predict was that he opened the Dharma book safely and "read" the spell honestly. Although the whole process was short, unexpectedly there was no interruption by any great wizard or demon.

The great wizards did not interfere, which Zheng Qing could understand. After all, he was still wearing the red robe of Jiuyou Academy and was a wizard with upright roots.

The big demon and the members of the Dark Parliament did not take action, which left the wizard a little confused.

Not only did it not take action, the giant bronze dragon in front of Zheng Qing, which was held head to tail, even stopped using its innate magic and did not continue to reset the time. It seemed to be very interested in what was about to happen.

All this makes boys feel bad.

Everyone was looking at him with strange and unexpected eyes.

Including himself - he didn't know why he was still alive after he pulled the trigger, and the forbidden spell didn't take effect. I don't know how to trigger the light beam condensed from the forbidden spell in front of me.

I feel the increasingly heavy gazes around me.

Zheng Qing finally hesitated, stretched out his finger, and touched the red light pillar. It feels very light in the hand, like a real beam of light that weighs nothing.

The boy's fingers exerted slight force.

Then in his dull gaze, the red light pillar was easily pushed forward, grazing the side of the bronze dragon, and silently smashed into the silent inner castle in the distance.

The Captain Iceberg and the Dean of Starry Sky Academy who were blocking the way cursed and fled in a hurry.

call.

Like a blazing knife cutting into a cream cake, the inner castle defense formation that was originally as stable as a mountain under the crazy attack of the demon army was defenseless in front of the falling red light beam. After struggling for a few seconds, the barrier fully bloomed in mid-air. , then it suddenly shattered and turned into light rain all over the sky.

From a distance, Zheng Qing vaguely saw what seemed to be a big tree with half of its crown cut off.

"This...I didn't mean it."

The young wizard floated alone in the air and murmured.

A small gust of cold wind blew through.

He felt that his whole body was cold from the inside out.