Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 992: Words Follow Laws, Flaws in the Confucian Magic System

When Ye Feng and others arrived near Jiaotai Palace, they happened to catch up with the Demon Cult starting to attack with their troops.

Looking at more than a hundred masters of the Demon Sect flying towards the roof of Jiaotai Hall, Ye Feng felt a little worried about Zhuge Xuance.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Zhuge Xuance's low voice was heard amid the roar.

"No flying is allowed within a radius of one hundred feet."

His voice seemed to be filled with some mysterious magic.

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred demon sect monks rose into the air, including the four demon sect masters with black air steaming all over their bodies. Suddenly, a soft white light flashed by.

Then, the more than one hundred masters of the Demon Sect who were in mid-air seemed to have lost their power and fell down from above.

"The Confucian teachings are truly powerful! If I could master this technique, wouldn't all the beauties in the world be mine to pluck?"

Ling Yunzhi's eyes widened with envy and longing.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng, Yun Shuang'er, and Shen Tianqi couldn't help but glance sideways at Ling Yunzhi.

The boy's eyes lit up and he made a clicking sound.

It seemed that this pervert had already imagined in his mind how to use words to create scenes that were not suitable for children, and in his fantasy, those girls should have become miserable.

Ye Feng said angrily, "Young Master, there are two girls next to you, can you please restrain yourself? You're drooling, it's disgusting!"

Ling Yunzhi subconsciously wiped his chin with his hand and said, "It's really amazing that your words can be followed by actions!"

Ye Feng said: "Being powerful requires a price. The masters of Confucianism are only powerful in the capital. Outside the capital, they are just so-so."

Ye Feng didn’t know much about Confucian monks before.

Now I have a basic understanding of it.

The methods these sub-saints usually use are only at the level of heaven and man, and they cannot maintain them for a long time.

But it’s different in the capital. They can borrow the luck of all living beings accumulated by the imperial court for thousands of years.

Let their combat power soar rapidly.

Maybe he couldn't reach the Heaven's End Realm combat power, but he could definitely reach the combat power above the middle stage of the Void Transformation Realm.

However, Ye Feng also longed for this kind of words and methods.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent such a huge price to steal the imperial seal to charge the Mountain and River Pen and the All Living Beings Inkstone.

Ye Feng had a very strong feeling that if he allowed the magic pen and the magic inkstone to absorb the luck in the imperial seal, then his combat power would be no worse than that of the second sage of Confucianism.

Alas, it's a pity that those who have great luck cannot live long, otherwise he really wanted to learn the Confucian magic, so why would he go to so much trouble to charge and store energy in the magic pen and inkstone.

Seeing that their strategy in heaven was not working, the Demon Cult changed their strategy and tactics.

They activated their secret technique to release a large amount of black smoke and black gas.

The spiritual awareness of Confucian monks is almost non-existent. When the black air enveloped them, they lost their vision.

At this moment, suddenly hundreds of figures rushed out wrapped in black air.

There were only about two hundred demonic monks here, and the sudden appearance of hundreds of them made Zhuge Xuance and others change their expressions slightly.

He instantly knew that this was the secret technique of the Demon Cult called the clone technique.

The demon cult team consisted of more than 200 people, and each person had at least a dozen clones. For a moment, there were many figures around the Jiaotai Hall, and it seemed that there were at least thousands of people.

The magic sect's clone technique is very mysterious, and the clones are difficult to see with the naked eye. It requires spiritual consciousness to lock and identify them.

But Confucian monks have no spiritual consciousness.

Fortunately, many great scholars such as Zhuge Xuance and Li Ling reacted very quickly.

Everyone activated the Confucian principle of "Words Come True" and said in unison, "We cannot activate the clone technique here."

bang bang bang...

Countless clones quickly exploded and dissipated.

However, the act of speaking out of this way consumes a great deal of physical and mental strength.

The higher the opponent's cultivation level, the more mental and spiritual power it consumes to activate it.

Although the Jiaotai Hall behind him stored one-third of the court's luck, which could be said to be inexhaustible, in order to transform this luck into attack power, these great scholars needed to use the power of their minds to stimulate it.

The masters of the Demon Cult are all very powerful. Every time they try to resolve the opponent's attack, these great scholars suffer heavy losses.

Moreover, the duration of each activation of the power of speaking and making things happen was very short, lasting only three or four breaths.

For example, if a Confucian monk activates the art of making his words come true, he cannot activate the art of cloning at this time. It can only be maintained for three or four breaths and will soon become ineffective.

The disciples of the Demon Sect can continue to use the clone technique after a while.

This is the difference between monks and mortals.

If the Confucian principle of "words come true and laws are followed" is applied to ordinary people, the effect can last for a long time, even longer than the time of an incense stick.

However, if it is used on a master of cultivation, the effect will be very short.

The powerful strength possessed by the cultivator can quickly disperse the power attached to him.

For many years, Confucian monks have almost never fought with monks of the righteous or evil sects. Both the righteous and the evil sects have only a vague understanding of the advantages and disadvantages of Confucianism.

In fact, the best way to deal with Confucian monks is to work them to death.

However, these masters of the Demon Sect had no experience in fighting against Confucian monks.

They kept changing their attack methods, trying to break free from the chessboard under their feet.

In fact, they only need to keep activating the clone technique, and within an incense stick of time at most, most of these Confucian monks will collapse due to exhaustion.

After all, Confucian monks are not real monks. Without strong physique and spirit, they cannot fight for a long time.

If other skills and supernatural powers are activated, Zhuge Xuance or Li Ling can suppress it.

Or a great scholar who borrows the good fortune of all living beings can also restrain it.

Only with this clone technique, thousands of clones can appear at once, and these great scholars cannot distinguish which are clones and which are the real body. The spell needs to cover all the clones, and all the great scholars must cast the spell together.

Fortunately, after seeing that the clone technique was broken, the members of the Demon Sect thought that this trick was not working and decisively switched tactics again.

They didn't know that at this moment those great scholars were terrified and very worried that they would continue to use the art of cloning.

Zhuge Xuance was worried that the demon monks would discover this flaw in the Confucian magic, so he immediately turned the chessboard and called on the great Confucian scholars to launch a wave of lightning attacks.

The disciples of the Demon Sect who were in the situation did not notice any clues, but Ye Feng, who was watching the battle from the outside, saw some clues.

He stroked his chin, thinking about the scene just now where all the great scholars on the ground and on the rooftop had activated their power of words. It was completely different from the previous scene where a single great scholar had used words to dispel the attack of the demon sect master. It seemed that all the great scholars had to act together.

Ye Feng himself has also used the Mountain and River Pen to draw many talismans. Every time he uses the Mountain and River Pen to write a talisman, it not only consumes the righteous energy inside the Mountain and River Pen, but also consumes a huge amount of his mental power.

After writing dozens of them, Ye Feng felt dizzy, very tired and weak. Moreover, mental power is different from spiritual power. His true essence and spiritual power are seriously consumed. He can quickly replenish them by taking Huiyuan Dan or absorbing the spiritual power in the spirit crystal.

The mental energy is severely depleted and can only be slowly recovered through practicing the art of the soul.

Of course, the best and easiest way to restore your mental strength is to fall into bed and have a good sleep.

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes gradually lit up, and he murmured in his heart: "So that's it... So this is the flaw in Confucian magic."