Without Propriety, One Cannot Stand

Within the Ancestor Stone Space, Lin Dong watched the Tongbei Fist for a while before a vast, majestic voice directly stunned him.

"Without propriety, one cannot stand."

As those six words reached Lin Dong's ears, he almost instantly felt as though an immovable boulder had been placed upon him.

The immense pressure forced his body to bend completely, ultimately leaving him in a kneeling posture.

"Without propriety, one cannot stand!"

That grand voice continued to echo in Lin Dong's ears, until his eyes rolled back and he fainted from the pressure.

When Lin Dong awoke again, the sun was already high in the sky.

However, when he got up, he discovered that his body had become exceptionally light, and even his spirit felt refreshed.

But he quickly recalled how he had fallen into an unfamiliar space the previous night, then been directly knocked unconscious by merely the first six words at the very front of the first row in Lun Yu.

"Without propriety, one cannot stand. Just these six words were enough to suppress me to such an extent. Could it be that every sentence in the Lun Yu Lord Fu Ye bestowed upon me contains some kind of special power?"

Although Lin Dong was not particularly outstanding in cultivation, he possessed exceptional comprehension.

Though he did not know what had happened the previous night, this was the first time he had felt such intense pressure from the cultivation technique known as Lun Yu.

A power this domineering was absolutely beyond comparison with ordinary martial arts!

Rolling out of bed, Lin Dong eagerly walked over to the brick engraved with the character "Virtue."

However, unsurprisingly, with his current understanding of Lun Yu, he was nowhere near capable of lifting that brick engraved with "Virtue."

Seeing that he still could not