Su Wen was in mid-air, with a thunderous roar echoing in his ears, and his eyes looked like the end of the world falling apart, and he couldn't help but feel a faint sense of loss in his heart.

There is also some sadness.

He suddenly wondered if that person was as sad as he was now on the day of the birth of the Yellow Crane Tower?

No one could answer him, and the person he wanted to ask was no longer in this world.

I was not born, and I was gone.

With such sadness and regret in his arms, Su Wen calmly watched as the entire grassland began to crumble, and the sky began to collapse towards the ground, as if this world would be destroyed at any time.

At that moment, Su Wen had insight into the greatest secret that the Yellow Crane Tower had hidden for a hundred years, and had a certain indescribable resonance with the whole world, and the rules of the world were slightly loosened because of him.

And at this time, a thunderbolt pierced the Yellow Crane Tower from the outside, like a pile of dry firewood ignited by a spark when it was most restless.

Fire can start a prairie fire.

Then the whole grassland began to burn violently, and the black stones that were like a sea of stars began to become hot and hot.

However, in the next moment, somewhere in the grassland, sand and rocks suddenly rained down on the sky, extinguishing the flames and turning the green grass into a barren and lonely Gobi.

The second floor of the Yellow Crane Tower collapsed and blended into the grassland.

Immediately afterward, endless sea water poured down from the sky, and soon a corner of the grassland converged into a magnificent lake, the third level of the Yellow Crane Tower. collapsed.

After the sea, there is ice and snow, and there are ears of rice. It's a swamp, it's a giant tree......

The entire Yellow Crane Tower has a total of one hundred floors, and it is also a hundred completely different space fragments, and it is also a hundred mutually exclusive small worlds, and at this moment, these space fragments and worlds are all because of Su Wen's comprehension, but also because of the thunder in the sky. And all of them collapsed.

For the Yellow Crane Tower, the world inside it has been ruined.

But for the grassland on the first level, a new world was born.

Just a grassland. It's not a real world, but there are lakes, there's volcanoes, there's deserts. With snow and ice...... And there was a whole world.

This is the revelation.

And as the only witness to the birth of this new world. Su Wen's heart was completely shocked.

At this time, he turned into a star in the sky, and like a god high above, overlooking the land, he looked into the distance, he looked at the mountains, rivers, vast fields, quiet sand dunes, and even faintly rising smoke. It is as if this world has gone through tens of thousands of years, and human civilization has begun to reincarnate again.

A glimmer of enlightenment flowed through his heart. Su Wen slowly closed his eyes, and then the bright yellow wings behind him disappeared.

The next moment, Su Wen was like a meteor in the sky, falling rapidly from the night sky to the ground.

His body began to burn in the air, turning all his clothes to ashes, and the light of the fire enveloped his perfect body forged by dragon blood, dragging a long tail that illuminated a corner of the sky.

"Bang!"

Su Wen's body smashed into the turbulent lake, making a splash, and then quickly sank to the bottom of the lake.

The grassland that was originally here has turned into aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake, and Su Wen's body lies in the aquatic plants, and the ever-bright lamp that fell with him is still not extinguished in the water, lighting the only light for him at the bottom of the dark lake.

In addition to the Everbright Lantern, Su Wen carried a Ying Wenbao, only the Infinite Pot and the Dragon Ball remained, and other things such as the Phantom Spirit Pen, the Cold Moon Sword, and the Academy Token did not know where they had fallen, and they could no longer be found.

Human beings are not as good as the krakens in the Eastern Regions, and when they enter the water, they will definitely not be able to breathe, but now Su Wen does not feel the slightest sense of suffocation.

Looking along the light of the ever-bright lamp, I saw that the eight symbols of paper, ink, pen, inkstone, qin, chess, grass, and paperweight, which originally floated on Su Wen's wrist and represented various positions in his literary sea, had already shrouded his whole person, propping up a huge light shield, and cutting Su Wen from the lake deadly.

However, these eight symbols were all dim, and there was no trace of talent on Su Wen's body, and he looked lifeless.

Of course, Su Wen is still alive, but his mind is trapped in his body and cannot wake up.

Since the opening of the Holy Temple, Su Wen has already chosen his own path of seeking sainthood, but he does it according to his heart, and his heart's desire is invincible.

From a certain point of view, Su Wen's way of conforming is to comply with the rules, but the maker of this rule is himself.

And between heaven and earth, what kind of rules can transcend the principles of the world, the way of nature?

The rules of heaven and earth are the most powerful rules in the whole world, not to mention Su Wen, even if it is a hundred saints, even if it is the strongest person under the starry sky back then, the demon lord Tu Sheng, it is impossible to violate the rules of nature, let the river flow backwards, let the rain fall to the sky, let the ice and snow never melt, let the sun no longer scorch, and let the order of the four seasons change.

Just a moment ago, Su Wen witnessed the birth of a new world, and he saw the most fundamental rules in the world.

So, what if you turn your own rules into the rules of the whole world?

Of all things in the world, what else can go against Su Wen's way?

For Su Wen himself, enlightenment is smoothness.

Su Wen's slightest enlightenment has nothing to do with the Dao, so he can't stimulate his own talent, can't light up the Bit Symbol, and can't enter the legendary Triple Realm of Enlightenment.

But the path he took was something that no one had ever walked before.

Back then, before the saint hunter was canonized, the world thought that the hunting path should belong to the martial arts, not the literary way, but in the end, the saint hunting saint told the world with the purple gold talent from the sky, they were wrong.

Today's Su Wen wants to take the origin rules of the world as his intention and embark on the path of the holy path, is he wrong?

On the continent of sacred words, whether it is the first word people write, or the first picture they draw, or the first poem they make, what is there that is not inspired by the grass, trees, and stones?

It is the existence of this world and nature that gave birth to Wendao.

And now, Su Wen has crossed the magnificent waves of Wendao for thousands of years and has come to the source of the place, maybe after this, his path to the Holy Dao will be countless times more difficult than others, but this is undoubtedly a great opportunity for him!

Where to go, it's all in Su Wen's thoughts.

It was not the first time that Su Wen's mind had sunk into the sea of literature, but this time, it was completely different from before.

Because in the sky above his Wenhai, for the first time, a red sun appeared.

Su Wen's Wenhai had never been so dead and silent, the light was exhausted, and there was not the slightest ripple, and the eight stone caves that were originally glittering were now also gloomy, as if he had not yet enlightened his mind.

The only thing that shines is the sudden sun in the sky.

Su Wen didn't know what this scorching sun represented and why it was here, but that didn't prevent him from judging the choice he was about to face.

Do you want to continue on the road that is smooth?

Su Wen was silent for a long time, and then suddenly a person's name appeared in his mind.

It is not Wang Yangming, his first teacher on the Holy Dao, nor Bai Jianqiu and Lu Sanjiao, who carefully taught him in Yu Hongming Academy, nor are they such shocking big figures as the tea saint Lu Yu and Xu Huanzhi, the ancestor of the Xu family, or even Su Yu, Tang Ji, Mu Xi and others who get along with him day and night.

This name, before today, can be said to have no intersection with Su Wen, even if Su Wen has read some of his deeds before, but the two have never belonged to the same era, whether it is the disparity in status or the difference in position and ethnic group, it is impossible to associate Su Wen with this person.

Until today, Su Wen knew that he was the same kind of person as himself.

"Tu Sheng, Tu Sheng, did you face such a choice when you chose that bullshit avenue? Unfortunately, in the end, the avenue was successful, but you died......

After a pause, Su Wen slowly withdrew from his sadness, he didn't know if the holy path he was about to embark on was the same avenue that Tu Sheng had pursued all his life, but no matter what, he wanted to go to the end of the road to take a look.

So he naturally took the first step.

It was supposed to be a difficult and dangerous choice, but because of the traces left by the Demon Lord Tu Sheng back then, Su Wen quickly made up his mind, just like what he had been pursuing, firm and direct.

Then, the scorching sun above Su Wen's head quietly changed color.

Wenhai regained its vitality, the bright yellow water light slowly rippled, indescribable tranquility and tranquility, the eight major symbols returned from the Soviet style, standing proudly above Wenhai, wantonly blooming with brilliant brilliance, but inadvertently, the sun on the edge of the sky, but on the surface of Wenhai, plated with a layer of other colors.

It was only at this time that Su Wen knew that the sun was his literary heart.

At this time, Su Wen's original crimson Wenxin had turned into a pure and holy purple gold, and at the same time, the eight literary points, the eight major literary positions, and the sparkling sea light were all dyed with a purple gold meaning.

In the Wendao world of the Sacred Word Continent, purple gold represents the Holy Order.

So, it's a sacred heart.

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PS: I will inform you of one thing, tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, Mo Yu will open a post with a prize question and answer in the book review area at the starting point, which is about the real identity of Haoma, up to 2000 starting coins, at least 500 starting coins, the number of places is limited, first come, first served, specific questions, please enter the book review area tomorrow to have a look, I hope you will come to cheer more...... (To be continued......)