Not in this age, but in the last age, the concept of God was not unique.

Before Pangu opened the world, there was an innate demon god. After Pangu opened the world, there was a Heavenly Dao Demon God. Later, the god list appeared, and there was a heavenly god again. Further on, there are gods of faith, incense gods, and so on.

This is not a simple god line, but a different god race. Therefore, the white bone spirit will wonder which kind of so-called true god belongs to.

"The True God Realm has nothing to do with our god lineage. The monkey said, "This is a name derived from chaos, but all beings who can materialize the inner universe are true gods." ”

"Speaking of which, isn't it too much of an exaggeration to materialize a universe? The White Bone Spirit muttered, "I can't imagine how powerful it would be to form a weapon after materializing our universe. ”

"So it's not okay to be in a corner. The monkey said, "Now that there is no Heavenly Dao restriction, it is the golden period for our rapid promotion. When we reach a certain level of cultivation, we will be able to see the wider world. ”

The White Bone Spirit nodded and said, "What about after the True God Realm?"

"I asked, and the teacher said he didn't know either. The monkey shook his head and said, "Because with his strength, the highest is only the existence that can touch the True God Realm, in chaos. ”

The white bone spirit raised his head and drank the wine in the altar, and said, "I know, it's not early, let's go back." ”

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky dawned, tens of billions of Confucian scholars gathered on the mountain of books, and according to the realm of cultivation, the lower the rank of the Confucian scholar, the higher the place where the Confucian scholars stood. Groups of Xiucai even submerged the mountaintop, which had expanded countless times over.

At the top of the book mountain, in the center, there is a jade. The white bone spirit sat on top of the jade and said, "Fellow disciples, you must do things according to my instructions. Otherwise, you people baptize me together, and I will not be able to bear it even if I have the Holy Body. ”

"Yes!" countless people chuckled, and tens of billions of Confucian students spoke together.

"First of all, the first echelon of 100,000 Xiucai, although you have gone through at least more than ten years of hard study, but the wisdom golden light in your body is not as much as the Great Confucian absorbed in a day. Therefore, we took 100,000 people as a unit to jointly send me with culture and golden light. Considering that everyone's situation is different, everyone should stop doing it immediately if they feel that something is wrong with their body. The White Bone Spirit said loudly.

"Yes!" the 100,000 Confucian scholars in the first echelon responded in unison.

"Let's go!"

100,000 Confucian scholars moved when they heard the order, and the mighty literary atmosphere was like a downpour, pouring on the white bones. A little bit of golden light of wisdom converged into a river, enveloping the bones.

In the White Bone Palace, the silver moon suddenly radiated a dazzling light, and a great suction emanated from it, and the Wen Qi and golden light of the outside world seemed to have found a belonging, using the white bone body as a bridge to frantically instill into it.

Absorbing the aura and golden light, the silver moon sprinkled its light on the human star. As a result, the human star has rapidly transformed, the interior is fuller, and the aura is becoming more and more powerful.

The literary aura and golden light released by the 100,000 Confucian scholars in the first echelon directly pushed the white bones' humanistic position to the peak. The 300,000 Xiucai of the second echelon condensed the Tongjin Shiwen Star for the White Bone Essence. The millions of talents in the third echelon made his fellow jinshi realm small.

100,000, 300,000, 100,000, 3 million...... With the passage of time, hundreds of millions of Confucian scholars have instilled more or less wisdom and literary energy into the white bones.

Same as Jinshi, Jinshi, Tanhua, Bangyan, Champion...... Wen stars are generated in the White Bone Palace.

According to this progress, tens of billions of Confucian students will definitely be able to push him to the peak of sainthood. However, just as he was promoted from the champion realm to the scholar realm, the sky suddenly changed, and the wind and clouds surged above the sky, and it was dark in a short time, and huge dark clouds condensed out of thin air.

"Heavenly Tribulation!" A melancholy flashed in Confucius's eyes: "What is it against the sky......"

"Tiandao, don't forget, I am your fruit, do you want to split your own fruit?" The white bone spirit was also startled by this sudden situation, and shouted loudly.

However, Heavenly Dao did not give any response, no, it could be regarded as a response, and the thunder that destroyed the world began to brew in those dark clouds.

"Bai Gu, the students on the book mountain can't stop this thunderstorm. Confucius said solemnly.

The white bone spirit clenched his teeth, and his eyes flashed with an almost crazy light.

Except for the help of hundreds of millions of Confucian scholars who can return to the top as soon as possible, the rest of the roads are too slow and tortuous. The White Bone Spirit couldn't wait that long, so even if the heavens didn't allow it, he had to go against the sky.

"I'll bear all the thunder punishments alone!" said the White Bone Spirit in a deep voice.

"Boom!" At some point, an extremely rare black thunderbolt flew out of the clouds, like a flash of knife light, slashing towards the body of the white bone.

"What kind of thunder is that, I feel like even I can't take it next. Mencius's face was full of shock, and he muttered silently.

"Bai Gu, you'd better not do anything, otherwise, one day, I will crush this heavenly path for you!" The monkey's eyes turned blood-red, and a billowing evil aura appeared on his body.

No one knows the power contained in this thunder better than the white bone spirit who faced the black thunder.

He knew that he couldn't stop it with his strength, so he shouted: "All Confucian students, release your literary power. ”

What is the situation of tens of billions of Confucian scholars releasing their literary qi together? The vast literary qi is no longer gas, but viscous as if it were a semi-solid, filling the entire sea of books. Any monk who is below the realm of a saint can hardly move an inch in this kind of power.

The moon in the White Bone Jingwen Palace was shining, it was like a center console, mobilizing this vast cultural aura, forming a shield of gods, and rows of counterattacks went up, straight into the sky, and met the black thunder.

"Boom!" The strength of the black thunder was beyond his imagination, and it was just a thunderbolt, directly shattering millions of Wenqi Divine Shields and coming to the top of his head.

"Meiqi, Lingyue!" "In the Phantom World, the White Bone Spirit shouted loudly.

The divine pillar of light shrouded the white bone spirit, but the black thunder pierced it without much effort, slashing at the top of the white bone spirit's head.

The white bone spirit's head almost shattered, and its body was like porcelain, cracking deep cracks one after another, and blood gushing down.

"White bones!" the monkey's gaze changed, and he was about to rush forward.

"The Great Sage can't!" Confucius hurriedly grabbed his wrist and said, "In the face of this kind of thunder, even if you pass, you won't be able to save the white bones, but it will distract her." If you're really doing it for her good, don't be impulsive!"