on the gimbal.

The holy monument blooms with a thousand rays of light, bursting out with a majestic atmosphere like the vast ocean, making people feel like they are in a boat floating in the wind and rain.

The monument is as white as jade, with obscure textures emerging, and mysterious streamers flickering.

It is filled with the power of the holy way that makes people feel awe.

It is not daring to blaspheme.

At this time, on the gimbal, it seemed that everyone was frozen by an invisible force, and they stared at the descending holy monument with wide eyes one by one, and a look of horror in disbelief appeared, as if thousands of waves had been set off in their hearts.

How could the terrifying existence that created the holy art of "Sitting and Talking about the Dao" in a peerless posture be a small literary talent?

How is this possible?!

That's impossible!

The landing of the holy monument was like a shock, which shocked everyone on the cloud platform, and they couldn't believe looking at the arrogant figure inside the holy monument.

How could it be him?

They have guessed many great sages, even great Confucians, but they have never guessed a small literary talent, nor will they guess a small literary talent.

The holy monument was originally a thousand zhang high, but it gradually shrank from the Holy Heaven when it descended, and finally shrank to ten zhang, but it appeared more condensed.

The texture on the stele is clearly visible.

It also exudes an awe-inspiring aura of holy ways.

It landed on Feng Qingyan's body from the Holy Heaven, enveloping Feng Qingyan in it, representing the foundation of the Holy Dao and containing the laws of the Holy Dao, which made it impossible for people to look at it directly.

"This, this is not, it can't be!"

The disciples of the Dharmaist couldn't believe the Dao, and stepped back step by step, "How can a small literary talent realm create a holy art?" Absolutely not, definitely not his ......."

"Even if it's a gentleman of Sanding, it's impossible!"

"Sitting and talking about the Dao Holy Technique, how could it be that he created it, there must be something wrong. Someone was shocked and delirious, and muttered, "It must be that he happens to be in the center, and the holy monument was supposed to fall to the center of the place, so he ......"

"It can't be!"

On the gimbal, countless people couldn't believe it.

How could it be possible to sit and talk about the Dao Holy Arts, which was created by the Wencai Realm?

Although the other party is a gentleman of the Three Tripods, his realm is too low and too low, and he does not have a strong foundation and extraordinary strength, as well as an amazing talent to create holy arts.

At this time, even the Confucian disciples could not believe it.

This is shocking.

Even the Great Benevolent Lord saw the Holy Monument landing on Feng Qingyan's body, his eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief. He originally guessed that it was the sect leader, or those hidden old doctors in the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain......

But who would have thought that it was a small literary talent realm that created the holy arts.

It's hard to believe.

If Feng Qingyan is a great sage, or just a great Confucian, and creates a holy art, it will not be too shocking, and it will even be taken for granted. However, Feng Qingyan is only a small literary talent realm now, how long has Kaiwen Palace been?

It's less than half a year!

Moreover, how old is Feng Qingyan?

Not yet twenty years old!

At the age of less than 20 years old, how many books have you read and how much knowledge have you done? Can a word be passed on to the world? Can there be a merit and a virtue that stand on the ground?

In this holy world, the scribes were able to create a Confucian art that was enough to be worthy of astonishment.

Being able to create a Confucian method can be called a peerless posture.

At this time, even An Xiu, whose face was as calm as water, also had a look of shock on his face, as if he suddenly had some disciples who couldn't see through him. In fact, when he saw Feng Qingyan for the first time, he faintly felt like a cloud.

Although it is even more difficult to see through now, I can see the majestic mountains in the clouds.

Maybe that's why he traded his life for his life.

After An Xiu was shocked, his face was full of relief.

If there are disciples like this, what more can the husband ask for?

"Haha-"

The Great Benevolent Lord looked up to the sky and laughed.

At this time, his face was full of excitement and relief, as well as endless hope.

Although the person who created the holy art is not a great sage of Confucianism, let alone a great Confucian, it is just a small literary realm.

However, this is a Confucian disciple, and that is enough.

Moreover, Feng Qingyan is not only a gentleman of the Three Dings, but he is still very young, which shows that he has more potential than Daxian, and he is more hopeful of thoroughly perfecting the holy arts.

Open the way to sanctification for the world.

"How is this possible?!"

The Legalist Dalu and the Mohist Damo both looked horrified.

"This is impossible! How can a small literary talent realm create a holy art?" The Mo family Da Mo shook his head after being shocked, still firmly believing that it was impossible, and looked at the Great Benevolent Lord coldly, "This must be a conspiracy of your Confucianism!"

"Conspiracy?"

The Great Benevolent Lord was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "The Holy Monument is in front of you, who dares to play a conspiracy? Who can play a conspiracy?"

"Hmph, how could it be him who created the person who sat down and talked about the Dao Sacred Art? The Mo family's Da Mo snorted coldly, and his heart became more and more convinced that it was someone else, "It may even be the Great Benevolent Lord Ru! Ru Confucian, a sinner who was punished for saving a person from everyone, dared to delusionally deceive the people of the world? Is it really possible for people in the world to be bullied?"

When everyone on the gimbal heard this, it was as if it exploded.

One by one, they glared angrily at the Great Benevolent Lord and looked at the Confucian disciples, looking extremely angry.

The one who created the sacred art is a Confucian person.

However, in order to save Feng Qingyan, Confucianism actually lowered the holy monument from the heavenly sage, which made people mistakenly think that they had created a holy art in order to seal Qingyan......

This is to take the people of the world for fools!

"Great benevolent lord, you are really a fool to everyone in the world?"

At this time, the face of the Legalist Dalu was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes fell on the Great Benevolent Lord like a knife, he thought that the Mo Family Damo was reasonable, and he didn't think that Feng Qingyan had such a talent to create holy arts.

"Haha-"

The Great Benevolent Lord looked up to the heavens again and laughed at their ignorance and stupidity!

And Feng Qingyan in the holy monument, seeing that everyone on the cloud platform was so ridiculous, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, still slightly arrogant.

However, the Traveling King outside the gimbal, as well as some ghost uncles, suddenly changed their faces.

They suddenly remembered clearly how Feng Qingyan destroyed the Youdu City and how he destroyed millions of Yin soldiers......

"Heaven and earth have righteousness......

"Dapeng rises with the wind in ...... day"

The Ranger King muttered in horror, and the picture in his mind became extremely clear.

For some reason, since the Holy Monument landed, his mind had always been Feng Qingyan leading the Holy Dao Law to destroy the Hidden Capital. However, he couldn't remember how or how he was introduced, and he ignored the second and third forms of the sacred art of "Sitting and Talking about the Dao".

Perhaps other holy arts, Youdu didn't pay so much attention at this time.

However, in "Sitting and Talking about the Dao" Holy Arts, the Youdu is always paying attention to it, and secretly looking for people who create holy arts.

In the secluded world of the saints.

If someone suddenly becomes holy, they will immediately upset the balance in front of them, which is something that Yu Du does not want to see.

"Kill him, kill him ......"

In the Ranger King's mind, a voice shouted frantically, his gaze gradually becoming cold, shooting out terrifying killing intent.

It is absolutely impossible for Feng Qingyan to stay!

The secluded capital is absolutely not allowed, and someone opens the path to holiness again!

At this time, the Wandering King's body suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, and he desperately killed towards the Yuntai, preparing to kill Feng Qingyan when everyone did not react.

The path to sanctification cannot be opened!

"Haha, then let you wait to see how I created the Holy Technique!" Feng Qingyan shouted to everyone on the cloud platform even more arrogantly after laughing arrogantly.

"Humph!"

The Mo family snorted coldly.

"Stupid, should you really be the one who created the holy arts?" said the Legalist Da Lu angrily.

When everyone on the platform heard this, they didn't know how to react for a while, but they still had a look of disbelief and ridicule on their faces.

"Sit down and talk about the first chapter, the fourth form, called Swallowing Thousands of Miles Like a Tiger!"

At this time, Feng Qingyan's body suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, and he shouted: "I think back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger. ”

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