Mo Zheng's body, there is a Confucian-like quiet atmosphere, it is easy to soothe the anxiety in people's hearts, his eyes are bright, with poetry and books through the past and the present, know the destiny of heaven!

This is a real epiphany, accumulating thick and thin, releasing what you have learned and knowing at a certain inspiration point, and suddenly realizing the destiny of reason!

The only pity is that as a mortal, his body is too weak to withstand the terrible righteousness!

If there is enough time, Mo Zhengda can go step by step, and after enlightenment, he will not be exposed to Haoran righteousness, so that his body can gradually adapt, and finally be reborn and promoted to the terrifying realm!

After all, there are thousands of paths to the Soldier's Path, and no one has stipulated that you can only take a certain path to reach the Supreme Palace!

Every road, every road, is an opportunity, and there is an opportunity to achieve immortality, and the Mighty Dome!

The way of reading, self-cultivation, knowing the destiny of heaven, knowing the truth, in the end, you can turn a carp into a dragon, this is a branch of the way of war, to the end, it is normal to fade the mortal fetus of the body, and it will be stronger than the monks of the same realm!

It's a pity that Mo Zheng doesn't have that step-by-step time, the national disaster is at the head, the dignified sage, the mountains and rivers are not protected, what face do you have to see the villagers and the elders!

For decades, Mo Zheng has not been disturbed by the hustle and bustle of the outside world, relying on what? Relying on his six brothers!

Now, the two dear brothers have fallen, and the rest are in danger, he is heartbroken, how can he sit idly by!

At this moment, Mo Zheng doesn't hate his epiphany, he has mastered the way of soldiers, and he knows the truth of his destiny, he hates that he is slow to understand!

If you can save your brothers earlier, at that time, why not die, there are no regrets!

Like the green mountains in the world, Mo Zheng, who has seen through the cause and effect of the destiny of heaven, is not afraid of life and death at all, and the openness and open-mindedness of his heart is the fundamental!

He relies on Haoran righteousness, surpassing the top of all living beings, and his whole body is full of holy radiance, surrounded by countless immortal crane titles!

Mo Zheng's robe is hunting, and he does not have the courage to suppress the mountains and rivers, but the wind is light and light, and there is no doubt that ordinary scholars have a strong bookish atmosphere!

Its eyes are like an epic river, making people dare not gaze, all the cause and effect of destiny, and the cycle of reason, are all understood by him!

Once you get the way, everything suddenly opens up!

In the world, endless living beings worship, the grace of education is as heavy as a mountain, and the birth of sages is too great a blessing for them!

Looking at the great mountains and rivers between heaven and earth calmly, Mo Zheng was a little stunned, and after a long time, he retracted his gaze and turned to the Ten Nations Alliance!

"Boom ......"

A thunderbolt under the blue sky, its gaze was as terrifying as a dragon, cold as a knife, making the bodies of countless enemy soldiers tremble, as if abandoned by the sky!

Obviously, there is no fluctuation of power, it is just an ordinary gaze, but it can form such a deterrent, this is the terrifying place of the sages!

Saints know everything, and their every move is in line with the extreme fate of heaven and earth, and it can be said that they carry the power of heaven!

No matter how ordinary a gaze is, it is also within the reach of heaven and the way of soldiers, who dares to look at each other?

Under Mo Zheng's gaze, the endless enemy army, all bowed their heads, hundreds of millions of generals, all lowered their eyes, even those Nine Tribulation Great Monks, who had faded into the Heavenly Pride of the Mortal Realm, also turned their faces sideways!

No one dared to face him, the saint was angry, and even asked to use the cang's sword, and really did the right thing for heaven, this group of people even had the courage of a bear heart and a leopard, and they didn't dare to be the first bird at this time!

In many cases, there is no need to ask for a sword, just a slap from a saint can crush the enemy's mind and turn him into an idiot!

After all, the saint is the pinnacle of wisdom in the world, he knows the principles of heaven and the number of fates, he can educate sentient beings, and naturally he can also dull all people!

The power of these saints is known to everyone, so now that Mo Zheng has entered, the pressure on the Ten Nations Alliance is not trivial, even greater than what Mo Xuan brings!

Glancing coldly at the Ten Nations Alliance, Mo Zheng smiled freely, and the corners of his mouth were raised!

"To be accompanied by the captains of the ten countries, my Mo Zheng can be regarded as a blessing for three lives!" Mo Zheng said indifferently, and one sentence made everyone's faces change!

Listening to this tone, he was planning to wipe out all the enemies? Is this possible? At a glance, the enemy army is more than 100 billion, even if he is a saint, it is difficult to have such power!

"The sages guard the country, all brothers and brothers, wait for me to turn into a way, take my clothes as my body, and bury them in the village, I want to sleep with my homeland, my soul will be buried here, if there is a great enemy invasion in the future, I Mo is with you!"

"Where my Junxuan's country is opened, I am there, in front of the grave with a glass of wine in the coming day, my soul can fight!"

"The saint guards the country, not for a time, not for a lifetime, but forever!"

"Wu Mozheng, the achievement of the sage position, the soul of the country for thousands of generations, no matter how the vicissitudes of the sea change, will be with all the soldiers, a glass of wine in the coming day, you can call my soul, and fight with you!"

……

Mo Zheng continued to whisper, like a prayer, this time, it was to Mo Li and the others!

Listening to that sentence, Mo Li and the others felt sad from their hearts, both ashamed and heartbroken!

They are ashamed that they are useless, and they can only stand behind their brothers forever, full of powerlessness!

The pain is that two of the seven brothers have fallen, and now another one is going to fall, which is tantamount to cutting flesh in the heart!

But, whether it is shame or indignation, or heartache, no one opens their mouth to stop it, no one to comfort it!

Because, behind Mo Zheng, there are hundreds of millions of Li people, and it is the gate of the country!

In order to defend the country under the hard work of the brothers, Mo Zhan died, Mo Xuan fell, and now Mo Zheng is going to follow in his footsteps!

In the eyes of others, this move is really unwise, but Mo Xuan and his seven brothers all think it is worth it!

Fathers and villagers, the people of Limin, in their eyes are not ants, in order to protect the country, they are willing to fight to the death!

First Mo Zhan, then Mo Xuan, then Mo Zheng, and the rest of the brothers are also ready!

If Mo is falling, it is useless, then they will go to the battlefield with their lives, and they will not hesitate to do so!

Mo Li and the others promised the villagers that they would do their best to bring the soldiers back and give them a home!

We must guard the border gates, let them live and work in peace and contentment, and give them back a country!

At your feet, there is a battlefield, a place of glory of blood and bones, and behind you, you are your family, your compatriots who grew up in a land!

If Moli and the others retreat, what will happen to their families, what will happen to the parents and villagers of Mocun, and what will happen to hundreds of millions of people?

So they have only one way, to defend the country to the death!

Brothers, standing in the middle of the battlefield, looked at Mo Zheng with red eyes, gritted their teeth, and didn't say a word!

"Fourth, don't worry, the country will not be broken, the homeland will not die, the people will not suffer, and Junxuan will not be defeated......" For a long time, Mo Li held back his tears and roared loudly, as if he had exhausted all his strength!

His tiger body trembled slightly, and that's all he could say, and everything else was wrung in his heart!

Hearing this, Mo Zheng understood what the eldest brother meant, this was a reassuring shot for him!

He bowed deeply to the brothers, and after bowing for the last time, Mo Zheng said no more!

He straightened up, flicked his robe, and then lifted the huge brush that had been turned into a scroll and laid it out in front of him!

The pen is like a gun, the pen body is like a mountain, this pen is thick and full of edge, can set mountains and rivers, but also can break the sky!

The pen is engraved with the word Spring and Autumn Period, transpiring and strong sage brilliance, containing the Mandate of Heaven, each stroke has a rhyme, such as the book of the cang, the iron pen and silver hook, vigorous and simple!

Spring and Autumn pen, the things of heaven and earth, in ancient times, only saints can hold, is the representative of the sage!

This pen is sharp and introverted, in the middle is simple, one stroke, can change history, can be written on the avenue, the end is unpredictable!

"Whirring ......"

With a single stroke in all directions, this piece of heaven and earth was trembling, and even many ancestors in the extreme distance felt the oppressive force, and were rejected by the soldiers, and had to retreat!

"...... Uproar"

Holding the spring and autumn pen in his hand, the ink is gently touching the void, and suddenly the curtain of heaven and earth opens, and the glory of eternity gathers into paper, wrinkled like waves, but it quickly subsides, and finally smooth as a mirror!

Book of Eternity!

As a sage, Mozheng collects the glory of ancient and modern eternity, condenses the power of history, and casts a wordless book of heaven, which is called the book of eternity!

"Boom ......"

Chen Shu in the front, in the end, his body is endlessly heroic and righteous like a wave, a long river of righteousness hangs down from above, and finally expands into a sea!

Righteous Sea!

The surging righteousness is tumbling, and the long river of righteousness is like a pillar towering into the clouds, and it has become a world of righteousness!

A majestic atmosphere, the majestic invisible momentum of Zhongzheng spreads, and Mo Zheng is high on a long river of righteousness, like an ancient sage who patrols the world, stepping on the waves!

The four directions are turbulent, and the sea of righteous qi is too majestic, submerging the sky, so rich that it is almost substantial, similar to the sea of clouds, churning, but it is by no means comparable to the sea of clouds!

Under the righteous spirit, Mo Zhengxian has an elegant temperament, his eyes are warm as jade, and he has a great wisdom!

Spring and Autumn Pen, Book of Eternity, Righteous Sea!

The treasures of the three saints have appeared at this time, shocking the world and showing the power of the sages!

"Whirring ......"

The wind is raging between heaven and earth, and under the righteousness, all the evil people in their hearts are extremely painful at this time!

Mortals are fine, they are minimally affected, even if they are wicked, they are dizzy and unsteady on their feet at best!

But among the monks, there are too many!

"Bang ......"

Before Mo Zheng could make a move, there were many evil people in the enemy camp who had a brutal personality and liked to harm others the most.

Haoran righteousness, it is the nemesis of evil charm, there is no need for Mo Zheng to deliberately guide it, they will naturally suppress the evil spirit!

All of a sudden, many people with unscrupulous minds were afraid, and in other distant regions, many evil people were also affected, try to stay away from this direction!

As for the others, on the contrary, they are bathed in the righteousness of the whole body, as comfortable as the feather soaring!

Although they also have a dark side in their hearts, after all, people have two sides, but these people can basically restrain their evil thoughts, so Haoran righteousness is not a scourge for them, but helps them purify their evil nature, and benefits a lot!

No one can stay out of the matter, the majestic sea of righteousness blesses all beings here, but all the poor and evil people have been punished!

Witnessing this scene, many masters on the mainland who were watching the battle nodded slightly, and the dark Dao Haoran righteousness was indeed an evil nemesis!

After the death of countless evil roots, Mo Zheng lifted the Spring and Autumn Pen and tapped the sea of righteousness around him!

"...... Uproar"

The sea of clouds of righteousness rippled, and a long whale of the Spring and Autumn Pen absorbed water and absorbed the rich righteousness, just like an ordinary brush dipped in ink!

The sea of righteousness is its ink in front of the Spring and Autumn Pen!

"Hoo ......"

Immediately afterwards, with a stroke of Mo's forehand, the book of eternity in front of him was completely opened and fell into a picture scroll!

The Book of Eternity, for the paper roll!

……

After preparing all this, Mo Zheng took the pen, and the tip of the pen fell on the book of eternity, but he did not write it for the first time!

He maintained the posture of holding the pen, and then his eyes were closed, and the hair of the temples and feathers danced back rapidly, and hundreds of millions of books appeared around him, all the books were turning, and the endless words jumped up!

The sea of soldiers in the underworld is rolling, the qi of destiny is coming, and Mo Zheng exudes supreme Dao power!

At this moment, he is the destiny of heaven and the principle of heaven!

"Boom ......"

After closing his eyes like this for a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the righteousness in his eyes overflowed, and there was a scene of subversion of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers!

In the next second, he waved his pen and wrote!

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun and stars......"

Ink is a stroke of a word, everything is natural, righteousness for the ink, spring and autumn for the pen, gold hook and silver painting, strong and powerful, masculine and solemn, every stroke seems to carry a great mission, every stroke is like experiencing the baptism of time!

Under the blessing of Haoran righteousness, the handwriting under Mo Zheng's pen emits a golden light, which is the spirit of a sage!

He took heaven and earth as a curtain, spread the ancient scrolls of eternity on it, and every stroke of the fall attracted a large amount of heroic righteousness, causing great turmoil here, like a landslide and the earth cracked, and everything was overturned and restarted!

Every word is made of one stroke, never broken, like the trajectory of the heavens, it is not only a unique font, but also like the imprint of the Tao!

At a glance, the ink is writing the dragon and snake, and it is two or three lines, but it expounds the number of heaven and earth, which makes people unable to look directly, and their eyes are stabbed by the font and bleed!

"Boom ......"

The military road is vibrating, and Mo Zheng will read out every word he writes, and finally form a righteous poem, such as the sound of the Tao roaring in the heaven and earth, resonating with the military road, its power is immeasurable!

The ink front is solemn, like a dedicated teacher, meditating, and writing out his life's work!

Each stroke falls, and the posture of the zigzag formed is slightly different!

Some of the words are thin and clear, some are bold and longitudinal, some are ups and downs, and some are steady......

Each word has a unique breath and a unique style, representing a specific number of lives between heaven and earth, and it cannot be the same!

They are not dead things, after they are born under the pen of Mo Zheng, they will glow with human figures, like students, reading poems and books on the paper scrolls of eternity, and even discussing and learning with each other!

Mo Zheng didn't care about the peculiarity of these fonts, he was completely immersed in them, forgetting about the others, and the wisdom in his eyes was unprecedentedly bright!

He is full of righteousness, born with the light of sages, full of knowledge and understanding, and writes a poem in his pen!

Looking at this, looking up at the floating clouds. My heart is sad, and the sky is extremely ......"

Mo Zheng recited word by word, every time he spit out, he would write a word, and in a few breaths, a terrifying poem that was spinning on the paper jumped onto the paper!

"Boom ......"

When the last stroke is condensed, the soldiers roar, the sky rains nectar, and the infinite righteousness hangs down like a vast sea of stars!

On the paper scroll of the world, hundreds of words are sprinkled, or domineering, or smart, or full, or thin...... The styles are very different, showing the complexity and vastness of heaven and earth!

"Knock ......"

A sound of heaven and earth enlightenment bell resounded in the sky when the poem was completed, and with its sound, Mo Zheng finally inscribed a three-character name at the top of the poem...... Righteous song!

At this point, the pen falls, and the poem is completed!

(End of chapter)