As if concocted, when everyone withdrew their eyes again and went about their work, a third thunder exploded in the sky

Nie Li looked at the sky, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, after waiting for a few more breaths, another thunderclap exploded.

At this point, no one would have thought that this clear sky and thunder are a little weird!

In a short time, there were already seven thunderbolts exploding.

Three rings in a row, the whole city watched.

Seven rings in a row shocked the whole city.

However, this is just the beginning.

After the seven, there are seven again.

This time, the entire Fengxi City, the whole people looked at the sky in horror.

Many dignitaries couldn't sit still.

The martial artist is very heavy thunder omen, because this is an irresistible heavenly might.

Many people who misbehaved on a daily basis were panicked and tried to find a place to hide, fearing that they would be punished by God.

There were seven more sounds, and many people were even more shocked to bow down, wondering if this thunder in the clear sky represented the will of God.

However, there were no clouds rolling and no wind whispering.

The thunder seemed a little festive, like the sound of firecrackers during the New Year's Festival.

Seven more times, all the people of the west bowed down and chanted in their mouths.

Although the superstitious atmosphere in this world is not heavy, in the face of this kind of heavenly might, who dares to be presumptuous!

Many people are silently praying, hoping that this thunder will best kill the raging demon clan.

There are still many people who have this desire.

Yin Ming is the champion of the Tang Dynasty, and he seems to have a sense in the dark.

His hand in writing books became more and more calm and powerful.

There were seven thunderbolts again, and this time the governor of Fengxi couldn't sit still.

His face was a little gloomy, and he was wondering what was going on with this strange thunder.

In the city, there are also some big people who have been alarmed.

All eyes were on the sky, and there was a look of inquiry in their eyes.

When the thunder sounded again, the momentum became even louder.

Although there was no vision visible to the naked eye, invisibly, a vast heavenly power permeated out.

There are many big demons in Fengxi, and they all look in the direction of Fengxi City with a sense of awareness.

On the side of Fengxi City, there seems to be a change.

Could it be that there is another strong man in the human race?

However, they didn't care much about it, because the human race was weak, and ordinary martial arts powerhouses were not feared by the big demons.

As the thunder continued to sound, even outside of Fengxi, there were strong people who felt the unpredictable heavenly might.

After one round, there were seven more thunderbolts.

These seven thunders became more and more immense.

Almost half of the west was closed, and a roaring thunder was heard.

The faces of the big demons changed, what kind of realm is this, is it an innate powerhouse?

As for the strong people who feel the mutation, they are even more than thousands of miles, and there are countless of them.

When the forty-ninth thunder exploded, it sounded, as if the heavens and the earth had been split.

This is, of course, an illusion, and in fact there is no thunder at all.

Thousands of miles away, someone opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the west.

It was the real supreme power, and there seemed to be a vast mountain and river towering in his eyes, and it was like the sun and the moon changing between opening and closing.

The Wendao Zhu pen in Yin Ming's hand just stopped.

The desk is full of scattered manuscripts.

There is no punctuation, and it is a complete imitation of ancient scriptures from another world.

This will be the original version of the Mencius scriptures in this world, which will be passed down to the next generation with Yin Ming.

"Ding, the host completes the saint-level scripture, and the achievement reward exceeds the upper limit of the realm. ”

"When the reward reaches the maximum, one million Wen Qi values will be rewarded, and an additional one hundred Wendao seal characters will be rewarded. ”

Yin Ming's eyes closed slightly, but his mind was not on the system prompts of the right talents.

There is a huge force struggling in his body.

Writing books is also cultivating Confucianism, and in this process, there is naturally a literary atmosphere.

It's a ticking time bomb in his body.

"Mencius" is a traditional Confucian classic, and the grade is too high, even if Yin Ming has now reached the peak of literary teachers, it still cannot be accommodated.

"Ding, the host has written a world-class saint-level scripture, and his cultivation has reached its peak. ”

"Ding, host advanced. ”

"Congratulations to the host for achieving Wenzong. ”

"The host achieves the Wenzong, rewards the Wendao seal character ten, and rewards the Wenqi value of 100,000. ”

A series of system prompts sounded, and the huge power in Yin Ming's body, like a mud cow entering the sea, melted into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Yin Ming stretched his body slightly.

This is just a subconscious action, and his real action is to stretch his soul.

It's so comforting, this feeling of being completely in control of the soul.

Achieving Wenzong means being able to fully control one's own divine soul.

The soul is the lifeblood of man.

But most people are not even aware of the existence of the spirit, let alone control and freedom.

When Yin Ming became a scholar, although he could feel the existence of the divine soul, he could not control it flexibly.

To give a simple example, he can instill the tone and will in the text, but it is not easy to flexibly control the scale.

It's a bit like a marionette, and you can't fully control yourself.

After achieving Wenzong, he suddenly felt that the world was new, and his soul was so comfortable that he almost screamed.

Yin Ming's heart suddenly moved, and he slowly raised his head.

He has achieved Wenzong, his soul is sensitive, and his perception of everything in heaven and earth is also more keen.

Yin Ming looked at the sky, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly there were stars shining in the sky.

This is a strange scene, under the glorious sun, you can faintly see the scattered stars.

Among them, a large star is the brightest, and its shape can be distinguished on the side of the sun.

However, the rest of the stars could not be seen clearly, and it was impossible to tell what star this big star was.

Yin Ming knew that this was Wenqu Xing.

Suddenly, a starlight fell.

When it falls, it is like a white rainbow running through the sun.

The white rainbow was fast, and it was low in an instant.

Finally, in the city of Fengxi, people changed their complexions.

This comet seems to have fallen in the direction of Fengxi City!

Bai Hong's speed was too fast, and the people had just become afraid, and Bai Hong was already approaching the top of Fengxi City.

Yin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he vaguely noticed that in the white rainbow, there seemed to be something rushing.

Before he could see clearly, suddenly an object fell from the white rainbow.

Yin Ming subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and the thing fell into his hand.

At this time, Bai Hong had disappeared.

In front of the provincial capital, everyone looked at Yin Ming in shock.

The white rainbow fell and fell in the direction of the provincial government.

Could it be that the provincial government actually intercepted the objects in the white rainbow?

It fell from the sky!

Yin Ming didn't think so, he always felt that there was something in the white rainbow, but it was nowhere to be seen.

Of course, he couldn't be sure, because when Bai Hong approached, he couldn't see.

In the end, I was able to grasp this thing, and it was already a matter of feeling.

Everyone looked at what Yin Ming was holding.

It was a jade book.