Slay a man every ten paces, travel a thousand miles without leaving a trace.
A poem can summon wondrous phenomena in heaven and earth, and a painting can swallow mountains and rivers for ten thousand miles. A stroke of the brush can wipe out a million demon soldiers; a sweep of the sleeve can make peach blossoms bloom for ten miles.
After transmigrating to a parallel world, Wang Mu was astonished to discover that he had arrived in a modern city where the various schools of thought stood side by side.
The Daoists, Legalists, Militarists, Yin-Yang School, and countless other sects all existed in this city.
At this time, Tang poetry had yet to flourish, and Song poetry had yet to reach its peak!
After binding to the Confucian Dao System, Wang Mu began his path to becoming a sage!
Before the demon army, Wang Mu picked up his brush and wrote: "I have fought three thousand miles, and once held back a million troops with my sword!"
In an instant, heaven and earth grew dark. Sword light flashed everywhere, and the demon army was routed!
This is a story about the rise of Confucianism, an era in which a hundred schools of thought stand side by side.
P.S. I can't write a good summary. Please read the story. Yang Jun: 5, 7, 4, 5, 4, 0, 4, 3, 0
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
