"Zi is silent...... Strange, powerful, chaotic, god. ”

The vicissitudes of life in the holy capital city The ordinary old man held up the bamboo cane, word by word, and greeted the ghosts and gods flying in the boundless sky.

At that moment, the air seemed to condense.

The boundless dark power Buddha seals, like countless ghosts and gods surging in the mountains and seas, are all frozen in an instant.

A hint of surprise flashed across King Jizo's face, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

The old man raised his bamboo cane, and he felt that the whole world was against him, as if the whole world was used by him.

Words follow the law, the way of the sage.

This is a saint who has sat in the vicissitudes of countless years in the world!

"Stopped?"

"We ...... Rescued? ”

"Old Master! The old master is so powerful! ”

"What is his identity, he has blocked hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods alone, it is really terrifying!"

The people in the holy capital city shouted in amazement, and their eyes were incredible.

"Are you ......?"

King Jizo stood in the void, his body melting into darkness and endless darkness, and he leaned down to look at the old man below. His gaze was peculiar, as if he recalled a trace of old and old memories.

"Patriarch of Buddhism, it's been a long time."

The old master pulled out a smile of vicissitudes on his face, his breath was steady, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and he did not show a trace of grandeur. At this moment, he is like a giant standing on top of the sky, carrying the sky that is about to fall for all the souls of heaven and earth.

"Hole...... Hill? ”

When King Jizo saw that smile, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

He remembered.

In that period of difficult survival and long search for the human race, a Confucian young man from Confucius Village traveled the world, sought the Tao, and apprenticed to the Taoist ancestor of the god.

In the end, he got his guidance, and when he was established at the beginning of the Later Zhou Dynasty, he became the history of the Tibetan room, read all the classics in the world, and realized the supreme truth. In the tide of hundreds of schools of thought at that time, he led the way and achieved the supreme saint.

At that time, he was just a trumpet-headed boy in the remote region, slightly awakened to some of the memories of the previous era, afraid of the majesty of the god of war, and did not dare to rise to the earth of Middle-earth.

As soon as this statement came out.

The entire noisy Shengjing City suddenly fell silent.

"Hole Hole Hole...... Hill? ”

"The supreme saint who created the foundation of humanity for eternity! The identity of the old master lives in the house...... It's actually Confucius? Which one...... The only saint of the ancient era? ”

"The old master is the only one who lives in the world...... Sage! ”

"Student Gongsun Li, meet the saint!"

"Student Wang Chunfeng, meet the saint!"

"Meet the saints!"

After the extreme silence, there was a landslide and tsunami-like roar. The people of the entire Holy Capital City were shocked, and the legend said that the saint understood the supreme truth, but he was limited by the times and could not carry the power.

It seems that the path has diverged in the wrong direction, so all the saints of the past generations have been silent in the Hall, which can be said to have sacrificed themselves for the sake of thousands of human races.

Who would have thought that the Confucian saint who ascended to the top of the legendary saints...... He's still alive? And has been living from the beginning of the Great Zhou Dynasty to the present as an old master!

"Gentleman...... Worship ghosts and gods and stay away. ”

The second most holy quote falls.

The bamboo cane in the old master's hand was a little forward, and the ghosts and gods in the sky suddenly fell back as if they had been hit hard, and they all fell back like a tide.

King Jizo's face completely changed color.

Meanwhile.

The void Dao Dao and all the saints and phantoms silently recited the moral truth, and blessed the power of the 'heart' that had been precipitated in the long river of time on this blow.

Countless creatures in the Holy Capital City let out a cry of exclamation. They all felt an inexplicable vibration on the spiritual platform, as if they were triggered by the wise words, and countless people burst out with magical power and rushed towards the sky.

In the Holy Capital City, countless scholars instinctively grasp the books and follow their ancestors to recite the classics. Pure white rays of light surged out of their own bodies, spontaneously, and turned the entire Shengjing into a Confucian and Taoist holy land, forming a huge light shield.

As the old master raised his staff for the third time, he swung forward, completely pushing the figures of countless ghosts and gods back to the endless gloomy Nine Shadows.

In that book that has been passed down through the ages, it is recorded that the sage of Confucius taught his disciples that a gentleman should be righteous in his heart, worship ghosts and gods and stay away. With the righteousness of people's hearts, break the evil thoughts of Moluo.

In the end, he led the human race to completely expel the 'Moluo' from the earth in the difficult years and escape into the boundless and gloomy Nine Shadows.

And today, the earth has changed dramatically, and the ghosts and gods have returned.

Once again, he raised the bamboo cane and called on all the people to fight for humanity with the supremacy of heaven and earth.

Although the old master did not have the slightest strength, he was fighting with the supreme truth summarized by the saints of humanity on heaven and earth, and attracted the 'righteousness' in the hearts of all beings in heaven and earth.

At this moment.

The people of the Heavenly Dao in the void seemed to see a glorious road in front of them, a road outside the Immortal Sword Dao. In that picture of the future, Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous, scholars control their talents, reach the peak, write and ink the country, and pacify the mountains and seas......

"So...... What exactly does he mean? ”

Tongtian Dao people couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, "The future world, does it belong to the Xianxia Sword Dao, or the pen and ink country, or both?" Or is it ...... In the future, we need to fight for it ourselves? ”

"It's a pity...... I'm one step away after all. ”

Tongtian slowly closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and his body completely disappeared in the monstrous and ferocious sword light, burning out the last trace of brilliance in this life.

Bite~~

A fairy sword fell powerlessly from the void to the earth.

In the sea of suffering.

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes flashed, thoughtful.

Yang Gang was silent.

"Confucius ......"

"Sage Kong!"

"Old Master......

Once again, the tide of battle was reversed, and all the people of the Holy Capital City were in cheers.

However, the cheers soon stopped, and so did the smiles on people's faces.

"Kongqiu, you have survived in the world for countless years, if this is all you do...... That's it. The majestic voice of King Jizo rang out. The book of life and death in his hand suddenly 'buzzed'.

The endless brilliance with a strong way of life and death, instantly pulled thousands of ghosts and gods back from the Nine Shadows, and the power of the Dao and the underworld was blessed on them, and the magic power was even more powerful than before.

King Jizo's expression was a hint of amazement.

The old master's supernatural powers have surpassed the world, far superior to the immortals, and even more terrifying than a sword that has been sublimated to the sky. However, what he was facing was the 'Book of Life and Death' condensed by the rules of heaven and earth on the Netherworld Realm!

If this blow, which is full of heaven and earth, is like the condensation of the sword in the hand of the Heavenly Daoist, he is afraid that the King of Jizo will also die on the spot. But the root of the power of these means comes from all spirits, and they are destined to be scattered and cannot reach the root.

There is an endless stream of ghosts and gods under the Nine Shadows, and with the blessing of the Book of Life and Death, how can a single blow be completely dissolved?

The power that belongs to the world is destined to defeat the Nine Shadows!

"Kill!"

King Jizo's eyes were hideous, and he waved his dark gold giant arm fiercely. The ghosts and gods in the sky were killed, and if the water of the four seas poured into the earth, it would completely submerge the entire holy capital in an instant.

"After all...... Got to this point. ”

The old master tilted his head and quietly looked at the countless ghosts outside the light mask.

But his eyes seemed to see a book quietly suspended in the void through the mountains and seas. Everyone in the world says that Confucianism is the supreme truth in the world, and it is the ultimate learning that all souls uphold.

But only he knows.

His own knowledge is far less than the moral classics mentioned by the 'teacher' back then.

On the side of supernatural powers, it cannot be compared with the ancient "Classic of Mountains and Seas", which wrote myths.

"After silently absorbing the luck of the world for decades, what kind of earth-shattering power will this ancient divine book show now?" The corners of the old master's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile.

"Teacher...... You plan for eternity, through the long river of time. Today, with the help of students, let the world see the power of the ancient gods! ”

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas - Now!"

The sound of vicissitudes of life was as bright as a bell, and it suddenly resounded through the Three Realms.

(End of chapter)