In Zhou Sheng's heart, countless thoughts were turned, and masters competed with each other, such hesitation was fatal.

It's just that he can't take care of it anymore.

In his heart, there was more disbelief.

The Wen Dao corresponding to the Heavenly Dao is actually divided into two, and it can still be established.

So the question is, under the feet of him and Xu Mochen, whose Wendao is orthodox?

In such a moment's trance, Xu Mochen had already taken steady steps and came to him.

"You ......" Zhou Sheng had a thousand words in his heart, but he was speechless and choked at this moment.

"What I am stepping on is not my own Wendao," Xu Mochen was neither happy nor sad, he tightly held the light sword in his hand, and among the various forces wrapped around the sword, a new national fortune Wendao was added, "Daqian and I will leave in the future."

It is a way of literature that belongs to all the people of the world.

Sage Zhou, this is the truth that you will never understand. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the Wen Dao under Zhou Sheng's feet fell apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into pieces of pieces, and floated down.

It was only a few steps away from his ascension.

However, it was such a little distance, such a few steps, that it would never be possible for him.

The Heavenly Gate opened in the Cloud Upper Realm, after touching the Wen Dao at Xu Mochen's feet, actually began to slowly close.

It was the determination of the entire Cloud Realm, and they rejected Xu Mochen.

Even with Zhou Sheng, he also gave it up.

With the collapse of Zhou Sheng's own Taoism, all the power that supported him began to dissipate.

Countless ink and gold characters emerged from him, swirling and disappearing.

"Impossible," he who was originally like a jewel, began to age, his face became wrinkled, and his hair gradually turned gray and fell out, "I have prepared three thousand years of Wendao, and there is no Wendao that is supported and condensed by dozens of world grammar sects!" ”

How could it end up like this?

Xu Mochen just looked at him calmly, and he could clearly see that a flame was burning in Zhou Sheng's Qizang Divine Mansion.

The flame was black, a three-thousand-year-old calamity.

Any immortal cultivator, as long as he does not ascend, cannot escape the Immortal Tribulation.

After the silence, everything is empty.

No longer enters the six realms of reincarnation, and even the soul can't go to the ruins to wash, and then chaos the Chaos Sea.

"Save me......" Zhou Sheng's body, this black flame came out inside and outside, "Save me ......"

Xu Mochen sighed: "It is your own Wendao that destroys your own."

Relying on lasting power, after losing the backlash, you, as an immortal cultivator, should understand this truth. ”

"I'm just barely ......" Zhou Sheng shook his head hard, the flames had reached his neck and came out of his heavenly gate, "My goal is ......"

He has lived for three thousand years, and he has not been able to reach the Heavenly Dao of the Tribulation and Ascending to the Confluence of Heaven.

His goal was to enter the Upper Realm in the Clouds in the flesh and become a supreme being who could travel back and forth between the two realms.

Try to see if you can break the Silence Tribulation......

Correct...... Facts have proved that the Heavenly Dao still treats all immortal cultivators equally.

The failure of the operation caused his own culture to be destroyed, and the Silence Tribulation came in advance.

didn't need Xu Mochen to do anything, he tossed himself and fell.

In the black flames, Zhou Sheng disappeared cleanly.

The ladder and the Tao of Heaven that he created also slowly dissipated.

Xu Mochen took a breath, and he looked up at the Heavenly Gate above.

The Gate of Heaven had not yet been fully merged, and he continued to take a step.

His Wendao also arrived at the gate of the Heavenly Gate, although the Cloud Upper Realm did not accept his Wendao, Xu Mochen could use this to forcibly enter.

He had been to the entrance of the Cloud Realm twice, once in the underworld and once in the Buddha Cultivation Realm.

Behind the door this time, it should be the world of the grammar sect.

He had the memory of the third life, and he wasn't sure if he was a Dao Wandering Immortal.

The answer may be behind that door.

Xu Mochen used the power of "reverse" to line up the last block of the enchantment, and his right foot stepped into the other world through the gate of heaven.

There was a dazzling light in front of him, and when Xu Mochen was a little used to it, a voice sounded: "Your Majesty stays." ”

Xu Mochen stopped, just like the previous two times, this time, someone still appeared in front of him.

What he saw was a middle-aged man in Confucian clothes, with large ears and shoulders, and his hands over his knees.

"Sage Kong?" Xu Mochen recognized this person, and he suddenly felt funny, "This time you are staying here." ”

"Your Majesty," Sage Kong smiled, "Congratulations to Your Majesty on being able to forge a new Wendao." ”

Xu Mochen did not advance or retreat: "I'm afraid it's different from your Wendao, and the Grammar Sect of the Cloud Realm rejected it."

Does Mr. also think that this kind of literature is not suitable for Daqian? ”

"Whether it is suitable or not, it is not up to us to decide," Sage Kong smiled, "Your Majesty's Wendao, taken from all the people and returned to all the people, is the result of the choice of the young cadres, and that is the most suitable." ”

Xu Mochen saluted slightly: "Thank you for your advice."

In addition, I would like to ask for advice, the saint is here, it should also be for the so-called covenant of the tenth world.

So, I'm not ......?"

Sage Kong returned the salute: "Your Majesty is polite, I don't dare to say anything about it."

Now I can only tell Your Majesty, in fact, we don't know. ”

Xu Mochen was stunned, he didn't expect such an answer.

For a long time, he thought that this group of immortals who came from the blue star must know the Dao Xiaoyao Immortals and know the answer.

But now the people in front of them tell themselves that they don't know either.

What's going on?

"All living beings in the world are chess pieces," Sage Kong said in a calm tone, "In this game, not only him, but also His Majesty, there are also us."

As long as the game does not reach the endgame, no one knows the final result.

I don't know what the problem is.

If you say this, Your Majesty can accept no. ”

Xu Mochen was relieved, and he saluted again: "Thank you, Mr. for answering your questions and being taught." ”

They are all in the chess game, since this is the case, Xu Mochen feels that he will play his role as a chess piece.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xu Mochen took back his right foot that had crossed the threshold: "If you are in the cloud realm, I will visit seriously one day." ”

Sage Kong returned the salute: "At that time, we will respectfully invite Your Majesty to come."

It's a pity that my ten-life covenant with His Majesty has ended, and I look forward to the end of the chess game here, and the time to meet. ”

Xu Mochen smiled: "That's a certainty." ”

The gate of heaven slowly closed, blocking the sight of the two.

Subsequently, the vision in the sky disappeared and became the original blue sky and white clouds.

Xu Mochen dissipated his magical powers, he stepped on the sword and slowly flew down.

He was already sure that he was not the Tenth Immortal.

However, he can also symbolize the 10th Immortal.

He has seen such immortals as Meng Po, Burning Lamp, and Confucius.

All three left a message: The covenant of the tenth has been fulfilled.

In other words, he may be the equivalent of a Dao Immortal, or something like that.

The real Dao Wandering Immortal should be hiding somewhere in this world now, secretly controlling everything.

In this game of black and white chess, one person holds black and one person plays white.

Xu Mochen clearly knew that this black chess player was the Dao Xiaoyao Immortal.

As for who he was playing against, Xu Mochen didn't know yet.

(End of chapter)