Fusion of the Holy Grid, the opportunity that almost all the quasi-saints hope to meet.

This is especially true of Wendao Shengge.

Because the Wendao saint was given the responsibility of managing this Dao by the Heavenly Dao at the beginning of his birth, the Wendao saint is naturally half a step higher than the saint on the cultivation path.

However, there is a sequelae of Fusion Sainte.

That is to bind the direction of the Tao.

If Lin Su fuses the holy grid of painting the saint, and then uses this holy grid as the traction, and enters his path to the sainthood, his future holy path must be based on painting the way.

There is no difficulty in choosing for ordinary people, because in the minds of ordinary people, as long as they become holy, they don't care what they do.

But Lin Su didn't want the rest of his life to be bound by such a small saint.

The holiness he wants is the holyness that can integrate his three realms into one, and it should never be a deviant way!

Lin Su's eyes slowly raised, staring at the eyes of the Heavenly Dao in the sky: "As it is said that the Heavenly Dao is the father, all living beings are sons, think about it, you are actually quite sad, you are already old, the day is precarious, and you can pave the way for your children with your own essence and blood...... Give it back to you, I hope it will last you a few more years! ”

With a pop, Shengge was crushed in Lin Su's hands.

The wisps of holy machine centered on his palm, through the mysterious passage, went straight to the top of the Absolute Mountain.

In the sky, the dense dark clouds suddenly parted, revealing a brilliant sunset......

Sunset seemed to be an alternative eye, falling on Lin Su's face through that gap......

The glow returned, and the clouds in the heavens turned blood-red at this moment......

The music of mourning began, and the rain of blood filled the sky......

Floating in exotic mountains and rivers, floating in the triple sky, floating in the holy lake, and floating in the seven countries and thirteen states......

"Holy Death!" In the Purple Gold Pavilion of the Great Cangguo, Ji Guang suddenly pushed open the window on the left side, looking at the sky from afar, with a shocked face on his face.

Zhang Haoran, who was opposite him, also changed his face: "But which saint is it?" ”

Zhang Juzheng's eyes flashed on the opposite side: "Above the sky, thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains, the bright moon is faint, and the night moon of snow-capped mountains is ...... Draw...... The painter! ”

His voice changed.

Ji Guang and Zhang Haoran's hearts pounded at the same time.

The triple heaven is too far away from them, and the Holy Death should be extremely far away from them.

However, they couldn't ignore one point, Lin Su's entanglement with the painting saint family.

There are seventeen holy families in the world, no, now there are eighteen plus the soldier family, and only one has the worst relationship with Lin Su, and that is the painting holy family.

They also secretly wondered if the time bomb that Lin Su had planted in the red dust when he stepped into the temple would suddenly detonate one day and become Lin Su's catastrophe.

And today, a saint who may have caused a catastrophe to Lin Su has fallen!

What's going on?

In the triple heavens, how is the battle of the avenues interpreted?

Why did the two saints fall one after another in less than a year? There is a music saint in the front, and a painting saint in the back, who will be next?

Zhang Juzheng's white beard trembled slightly: "Now the old man really wants to see his father, I want to ask him, what happened on the temple......"

If there is still one person to ask, this person is undoubtedly his father who has been absent for more than 30 years.

He didn't know where his father was, and he didn't even know whether his father was alive or dead today, but he must be able to understand the inside story of the temple, and he wanted to find out where the only Wen Dao Tianjiao he was concerned about had come to at present.

He could never have thought of it.

His father was already the master of the temple.

And the person he cares about has just beheaded this painting saint with his own hands......

Painting the Holy Family, the ancestral pavilion collapsed, the ancestral tablet was torn apart, the statue of the ancestor turned into dust, the Holy Lord and the elders trembled all over, and behind them, the mysterious peach source, a hundred flowers withered, and the holy Dao qi that had protected the Holy Family for thousands of years dissipated in a blink of an eye......

The temple painted the palace, the whole palace was silent, and everyone's backs were cold at the same time......

In the triple heaven, the Confucian saint stood up and looked out of the sky, the holy light in his eyes hovered for thousands of miles, but he still couldn't see what was happening.

"Confucianism, the fall of the painting honor, but what happened?"

The poet took one step to the Confucian capital.

Zonghengsheng stepped into the Confucian capital.

Zhisheng stepped into the Confucian capital.

Above the military capital, the banner that was always waving in the wind suddenly stopped at this moment.

On top of Yidu, Yi Sheng pierced through the air in one step and landed in front of the soldier saint.

"The painting saint is out of the gate, but even the Confucian saint doesn't know, why did he go out of the gate!" Yi Shengdao.

The soldier saint's eyes raised suddenly: "I really don't know, or pretend not to know, but who knows?" ”

Yi Sheng's eyes seemed to turn into black and white again, and his expression was extremely serious......

Thousands of miles away, Confucianism!

The Confucian sage suddenly enlarged, this magnification, as if overwhelming, he slowly turned around in the air, and swept it at a glance, as if sweeping thousands of miles of mountains and rivers: "Fazun! ”

"In!"

The Dharma of the Dharma Saint is also magnified.

"Immediately investigate, who died at the hands of the painting venerable, no matter who it is, no matter who is involved, all of them will be brought to the altar of the Heavenly Dao!"

Fa Sheng bowed slightly: "That's right!" ”

The Confucian saint law opened his eyes, infinitely majestic, and threw himself into the military capital.

Above the military capital, the soldier saint and the Yi saint stand side by side.

I also felt the tremendous deterrent power brought by this Dharma Phase.

They clearly knew that the Confucian sage was killing him.

The goal of the Confucian saint is also very clear.

There are only a handful of people in the world who can kill the painting saint, and the biggest possibility is the soldier saint.

Whether it was him making a move, or another saint in his camp, or an exotic saint making a move, as long as he found out that it was related to any saint in the camp of the soldier saint, it gave him a reason to make a move!

At this point, it is no longer a dispute in the ordinary sense.

Instead, the hole cards are lifted, the short-handed soldiers are connected, and the white blades meet.

Because, killing a saint is originally a matter of losing the bottom line, and it is originally not tolerated by the holy rules of heaven!

Anyone who breaks through this bottom line should bear the price!

A Command......

A reply......

The chill of Sen Sen instantly enveloped the Triple Heaven, and all the saints' hearts were beating wildly......

Suddenly, on the side of the distant Mianzun Bridge, a holy light rose!

The holy light turned into a holy tabernacle, and from the other side of the bridge of the face, it crossed the three heavens.

A person came slowly on the bridge, and the three holy lights behind his head were none other than Lin Su.

Lin Su's voice came: "You don't have to investigate, paint the saint, die at my hands!" ”

Ten words came, and the two Dharma Ministers who were overwhelming the sky in the air turned around at the same time and stared at Lin Su.

Above the soldiers, the soldiers who had just rolled up did not move at all.

The entire triple heaven, silent as the eternal night, a suffocating qi enveloped the triple heaven.

Everyone, all stunned......

Lin Su said lightly: "If Confucianism wants to enter the Heavenly Dao Altar, I will enter the Heavenly Dao Altar, all the Holy Venerables, please!" ”

One step out, one step ahead!

Across the sky, directly in front of the Heavenly Dao Altar.

With a slight stretch of his hand, the door of the Heavenly Dao Altar rumbled open.

The holy light in the air was great, and sixteen saints fell from the sky at the same time.

Stared at Lin Su who walked in step by step from the door.

Lin Su slowly raised his head: "Painting the saint is an elegant fellow traveler!" He is an exotic demon, and he is still the demon eagle that destroyed the Three Thousand Confucian Temples with his own hands thousands of years ago! ”

In just one sentence, in the Heavenly Dao Altar, there was a great turmoil.

Fa Sheng slowly lowered his head, his eyes were like a law chain, and the chain in the air rattled: "What evidence?" ”

Lin Su said: "Look! ”

His eyebrows lit up, and a projection appeared in front of the saints......

A strange mountain......

A butterfly......

Butterflies turn into paintings......

After a conversation, Lin Su revealed his true face, and the painting saint did not deny it......

The image ended here, and the Heavenly Dao Altar was as quiet as night.

The hearts of the saints are beating wildly, and the image can be faked, but this image is not just an image, it is grabbed by Wen Daowei's strength, and there is a qi machine in it.

The qi machine is the qi machine of the painting saints, and under the monitoring of the saints in person, it is impossible for anyone to do a fake.

The painting saint is really the demon eagle that destroyed the three thousand Confucian Temple outside the city that day.

As long as there is this kind of recognition, Lin Su kills the painting saint, and it is a legitimate name.

The soldier saint leaned forward slowly: "Wendao saint, exotic demon, personally destroyed the temple of three thousand Confucian temples, and his hands were stained with the blood of the human race!" Dare to ask the saints, do you still want to ask Lin Su about the sin of the saints? ”

The saints were completely speechless.

The boundless momentum of the Confucian saint and the Dharma saint at the beginning disappeared under this image.

Actions speak louder than words.

The facts are there, how to argue?

The Confucian sage sighed for a long time: "The human heart is in the benevolent realm, the ghost heart enters the demon domain, and the people and ghosts are not connected, Wu Zheng is actually a traitor in a foreign land, who would have thought?" How did Lin Zhun Sheng gain insight into this rape? And how did you kill this traitor? ”

Wu Zheng is the real name of the painting saint.

Under normal circumstances, no one mentions the saint's real name, but nowadays, the painting saint has been judged to be a foreign traitor, so naturally he cannot be called a painting saint.

The change of this name means that the position of Confucianism has fundamentally changed.

Of course, he had to change.

His topic is also a common suspicion of all saints......

Painting saint, oh no, Wu Zheng has been exposed at this moment, this is the result.

As a result, they already know, but what about the process?

How did you find out this treacherous traitor?

How did you kill him as a quasi-saint?

The video only records the first half of the dialogue between Lin Su and the painting saint Wu Zheng, missing the intermediate link of his answering questions for the painting saint, which is related to the great changes of the foreign saint, and Lin Su of course cannot disclose it to the saints.

What about the suspicion of the saints?

Speaking with the mouth......

Lin Su said: "In this matter, we should lead the favor of a race, the Spirit Clan!" If it weren't for the Spirit Clan's risk of leaving behind the ten secret leaves that were destroyed in the Temple of Literature back then, I wouldn't have been able to capture the aura of the Wendao Sage hidden in this secret leaf......"

On the same day, Lin Su went to the Spirit Clan and obtained the Ten Secret Leaves of the Spirit Clan.

Through the secret leaf, he sensitively captured the Wendao Holy Machine on the so-called Demon Eagle (this primordial leaf is also displayed in front of the saints at this moment, it is primitive, not the one that Lin Su presented to the main hall of the hall in the later stage and has been deleted, this leaf falls in the eyes of the saints, and half of the saints can also sensitively discover the Wendao Holy Machine inside through this leaf).

After discovering the Wendao Holy Machine, Lin Su knew that the so-called "Eagle Demon" that day was actually a disguise of the Terran Wendao Saint, and he also knew that there must be foreign visitors in the Triple Heaven.

In order to fish out this treacherous visitor, Lin Su entered the main hall of the hall and passed on a message: as long as he found the phantom spirit root, he could make Zhou Tianjing go to the next level, and transform the qi left on this layer of secret leaves into physical spiritual dew, so as to find the true body of this person.

When this mole heard this, he was anxious.

He only had two ways, either to kill Lin Su and destroy Zhou Tianjing.

Either destroy the Phantom Root.

It was difficult for Lin Su to kill him with one blow, so he inquired about the location of the phantom spirit root through secret channels.

Originally, there was no Heaven and Earth of Phantom Root, but on the top of the Peerless Mountain outside the Guancheng, there was one that had just been generated.

Lin Su had been on the Absolute Dao Mountain, he knew it.

He also believed that this powerful traitor would be able to find this top-secret clue.

Therefore, he waited for the rabbit in the Absolute Dao Mountain, and really waited for the appearance of this traitor, this traitor, is the painting saint!

This is the whole process of how he can find out the traitor.

A ploy!

It is extremely complicated, and Lin Suyi's interpretation is not complicated, but the wisdom and military thinking that penetrate it still opened the eyes of the saints.

Zhisheng sighed for a long time: "Lin Zhunsheng's plan, what people plan, what people calculate, true wisdom and Tianjiao!" ”

He himself is the ultimate of wisdom, and his admiration is really the highest evaluation of wisdom under the heavens.

Lin Su bowed and thanked him.

Confucian Sheng nodded lightly: "The real afterlife is terrifying, Lin Zhunsheng cleverly devised a clever plan to lure the snake out of the hole, when it is a good story spread by Wendao through the ages, then, how did Lin Zhunsheng kill this traitor?" ”

Yes, that's probably what the saints are most concerned about.

Whether it was the saint on Lin Su's side, or the saint on his side, he wanted to know what level of real combat power Lin Su, the quasi-saint of the Heavenly Dao, had reached.

Whether it can really be punished.

Lin Su bowed: "The killing process, the students have also recorded it in its entirety, and presented it to the saints!" ”

His eyebrows lit up again, and the battle process was clearly presented......

Shengwei collided, Lin Su was slightly inferior, but this in itself was thrilling.

The law of space is taken lightly against the holy treasure.

The Bo realm of the quasi-saint of Wendao is hard to break the holy realm of the standard saint, Lin Su.

Final Blow!

None of them blinked......

Wu Zheng abandoned the pen with his fingers and painted mountains and rivers with one finger!

All the saints were moved by this finger......

Lin Su's chaotic lotus is like a heavenly punishment, and all the saints are discolored......

And Lin Su's last sentence was also deeply reflected in the hearts of all saints, turning into an indescribable mark: "The sword of the Heavenly Dao was born here, and in this place, the power will be maximized!" That's why I introduced you to the Absolute Dao Mountain! ”

This sentence is really the opinion of the benevolent, and the wise see the wise......

For a moment, the saints thought extremely complicated......

Bing Sheng slowly spoke: "The pen falls on the mountains and rivers!" The last blow of this thief is a form of the standard exotic demon painting, fusing Wen Dao but jumping out of Wen Dao, this move really locks his identity completely, and now there is no objection, Wu Zheng is an exotic demon, and it is a double path in one! ”

That's what he could see.

This is also what he reminds the saints.

If it weren't for this blow, there might be a saint who would have raised objections to whether the image and qi machine could be faked, but this move sealed all doubts.

No one can forge such a means!

Such a method can not be replicated even in the whole world!

The Confucian Sage sighed long: "The invasion of demons is really everywhere!" On the day of this saint's sanctification, this demon was sanctified, and it was time to sin against his own heavenly book! ”

The poet said: "Confucian Zun has already said that the evil demon invades, penetrates everywhere, and all the saints are undetectable, is it the fault of Confucianism alone?" ”

Fa Shengyan: "What the poet said is very true, people and demons fight, do everything to the extreme, there is a saying in ancient times, those who do not know are not guilty, if this is a crime, this crime should not be carried by Confucianism, we are all guilty!" ”

The people on the side of the soldier saint looked at each other......

Not again!

Lin Su slowly raised his head: "The student thinks that the words of Confucianism are reasonable, above the holy road, the bright side is the avenue, and the saint should be an example for the world, even if there are slight flaws, it is a mistake, and an unintentional mistake is also a sin!" In the early stage, the matter of Wu Zheng, Confucianism, as the saint of the King James Dynasty, led to the two evil demons controlling the two roads for thousands of years, resulting in the destruction of 3,000 Confucian Temples, causing hundreds of millions of people to suffer, and causing the loss of 80,000 miles of territory in Fuzhou. ”

His voice came from the bottom of the Heavenly Dao Altar, and it seemed to be just a faint sound.

But the weight of the words was as heavy as the entire altar.

The Temple of Three Thousand Letters was destroyed......

Hundreds of millions of people are suffering......

80,000 miles of territory lost......

The three major sins fell on the head of the Confucian saint at the same time.

This is...... Ask the sage of Confucianism!

Who dares to ask the sin saint?

Even if it is a saint, who dares to ask Confucianism to blame?

But Lin Su dared!

Today, the Heavenly Dao Altar was opened, originally to ask Lin Su for sinking, but Lin Su broke the situation and fought back, and as soon as he lifted the shackles on his body, he immediately pointed the spearhead at Confucianism.

The Confucian Sage's gaze slowly fell: "This Sage has already said that he will issue a letter of sin!" ”

Lin Su smiled faintly: "When the Fengya East Window incident happened in the early stage, Confucian Zun also said that he would issue a book of guilt, but where is the book of heaven?" Could it be that Confucianism is guilty of himself, just a verbal statement? Confucianism casts the foundation of the Tao with 'benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith', and 'faith' is a way, doesn't Confucianism intend to unite knowledge and action? ”

All the saints were astonished.

Now it's a real edge.

Lin Su faced the Confucian Sage, without the slightest fear, the stitches were opposite, the sharpness of his words, and the accuracy of the angles, all of them were like a sharp sword in his hand, leaving no mercy, ignoring all taboos.

Even the Zongheng Sage, who has always been respected in words, even the Zhisheng who has no last resort in the world, can't interject at this moment, because the Confucian Sage did say this sentence that day.

Moreover, there is indeed "faith" as the foundation in the foundation of Confucianism.

Lin Su grasped a fact and grasped a holy path foundation, and forced the Confucian saint to fulfill the promise of the day and immediately issue a letter of sin!

Bing Sheng's brows were slightly locked, he didn't understand for a while, what kind of formation this kid was arranging today.

Yi Sheng's eyes were tumbling in the chess game, and he didn't understand for a while what kind of chess fell on this kid's chessboard.

At their level, the game is also exquisite, paying attention to the minimum price, in exchange for the greatest results, weighing the gains and losses, weighing the pros and cons must be subtle, so the battle of words and tongues is meaningless to them, and a symbolic "book of guilt" is meaningless to their camp.

Therefore, from their point of view, they do not deliberately contribute to the failure of this sin, because it only embarrasses the Confucian saints, and it is not beneficial to them.

Secular people have the pleasure of revenge on each other, and they have the desire to see their opponents embarrassed, while saints do not.

Could it be that this is the fundamental reason why Lin Su grabbed the other party's pain points? - This kid is not a real saint yet, his realm is not so detached, he is still a child at heart, he likes to see his opponent embarrassed?

Confucian Sheng's eyes slowly raised: "What Lin Zhun Sheng said is reasonable!" This saint has set up the "Book of Heaven"! ”

With a slight lift of his hand, a piece of golden paper appeared in the void.

"The Book of Guilt in Heaven", the original music saint is elegant, it is the smoke and rain lord Liu Ruyan, forged the holy merit and picked up the saint's holy character, and was named the music saint; The original painting saint Wu Zheng, who is an extraterritorial demon, hides his identity and picks up the saint of the saint, and is named the saint of painting. Woe to the world, the crime is extremely heinous, and it has been punished! This saint is the saint of these two demons, who have committed the sin of negligence, and have specially issued a letter to the heavens to respect the way of heaven! ”

"The Book of Guilt in Heaven" swept the audience......

Skimming before the saints......

The saints stared at the golden paper, their hearts full of waves......

The Book of Sin is a self-punishment for the saint's mistakes, and it is a stain on the saint, so under normal circumstances, it rarely appears.

But today, it still appeared.

was forced out by Lin Su.

This force, no matter how generous the Confucian saint is, I am afraid that Lin Su will also have the heart to eradicate it.

In the triple heaven, there will be no more peace.

After the "Book of Sin in the Heavens" swept around in front of all the saints, it broke through the air and floated and sank in front of Lin Su.

Rusheng said lightly: "Lin Zhunsheng, can you see clearly?" ”

"I've seen it!"

The Heavenly Book of Sins spiraled up and went straight to the highest place of the Heavenly Dao Altar......

However, as soon as this circling started, Lin Su suddenly reached out and grabbed the golden paper.

On the golden paper, the holy power shook suddenly, and Lin Su's hair flew high, but the golden paper in his palm was still firmly grasped in his palm.

"Lin Zhunsheng, what do you mean?" Although the voice of the Confucian sage is peaceful, it is infinitely majestic.

Lin Su slowly raised his head: "Confucianism, you have never owed the way of heaven, what you owe is the people of the world!" Therefore, your "Book of Sin in the Heavens" should not be sent to the ethereal Nine Heavens, but should be sent to the Seven Kingdoms and Thirteen States! ”

Confucian Sage's heart jumped suddenly......

All the saints Huo Ran bowed his head......

Bing Sheng's heart was moved, he finally knew this kid's mind, it was so incredible......

Lin Su said slowly: "The establishment of the Le Sheng, which has caused the Yanyu Building to cause chaos to all living beings for thousands of years, how many imperial powers have changed because of it?" How many kingdoms have died because of it? How many Lebanese people died with hatred? How many people are still moaning and crying today? Painting the establishment of the saint, in the past, the three thousand Confucian Temples fought and died in a foreign land, and how many people in the territory of 80,000 miles suffered from unwarranted disasters? Therefore, the students had the courage to post this "Book of Guilt in Heaven" on the walls of literature and Taoism in various countries, as well as on the walls of the temple, so that hundreds of millions of people can truly feel the sincerity of Confucianism, and also feel the righteousness and brilliance of the Holy Way that mistakes must be punished! ”

With a slight movement of his hand, it seemed to conjure up countless points of light, and under him, it seemed that suddenly, seven countries and thirteen states appeared......

The Confucian saint was shocked......

His old age is serious, his overall situation is weighed, and his thinking is already beyond the ordinary, and he can see at a glance the viciousness and viciousness of Lin Su's move......

He is a Confucian saint and is almost the master of the world.

His authority is the key to maintaining him as a co-master.

If this book of sin is really pasted on the wall of the Seven Kingdoms and Thirteen States, his holy name will be covered with dust.

Confucianism in the world has suffered a catastrophe!

But how can he refuse?

He appointed two saints to sanctify, and he must be held responsible for the calamities caused by these two saints.

Lin Su's words are extremely correct, this is in the face of the sins created by the people in the world, and you have a fart in the face of the ethereal repentance? You are not doing evil to God, the object of your repentance is the hundreds of billions of people in seven countries and thirteen states! You should repent of your sins, and the whole temple!

His heart, which had never been messed up, was finally messed up at this moment...... (End of chapter)