The mighty river swallowed the long river of literature and Taoism, so that many of the literary cultivators in the flood and wilderness suddenly could not sense the long river of literature and Taoism.

They can no longer get the slightest bit of literary talent from the long river of Wendao.

Without Wendao talent, they can't use Wendao magic at all.

And at this moment, without the protection of Wendao's talents, and without the suppression of cause and effect by Wendao's luck, those Wenxiu who do a lot of evil on weekdays will be broken in an instant.

Cause and effect backlash, and the literary cultivation that does no evil will directly recover, sinking in the sea of suffering.

The evil force of cause and effect caused many Wen Xiu to fall, and the endless resentment when they fell was all borne by the saints of the Wen Dao lineage.

Sun Yantong found it more and more difficult to recite Haoran's righteous songs, but at this time, the sage Mencius Yuanling, who had sunk in the long river of Haoran, woke up.

Mencius began to take over the vast river, and in an instant, Sun Yantong's pressure was light.

On this day, from the high-ranking family of Wendao saints to ordinary and ordinary Wenxiu, I don't know how many Wenxiu have fallen.

All of a sudden, it can be described as a clear sky stained with blood!

And at this moment, Sun Yantong left his cave with the song of Haoran righteousness written by Mencius himself.

Volleying into the void, Sun Yantong stood in the void.

"Haoran Academy!"

Sun Yantong was like a low voice, but it shocked the entire school palace!

In the center of the Jixia School Palace, a academy like the most ordinary academy in the world slowly rises.

This is the Haoran Academy of Literature at the beginning of the Jixia School Palace, and there are the qi left by the saints.

At the same time, the sage Mencius in the vast river. His words resounded throughout the wilderness.

"The end of the era of literary and Taoist talent, and the beginning of the era of heroic righteousness! You must read the scriptures of all saints and realize your righteousness!"

A new era has opened up for all the surviving Wenxiu of the Wendao lineage.

But at this time, in the Jixia School Palace, it was boiling and the sky was boiling.

For the students, this day was the most uncomfortable.

A familiar master fell, and a senior brother who grew up since childhood was broken. One by one, the beloved elders have fallen.

The spoiled juniors turned into powder.

Lovers who know each other and fall in love become Yunyan.

An old era has come to an end. There are hundreds of millions of Wenxiu who are buried in the long river of time.

And at this moment, in the Jixia School Palace, the remaining students all looked at Sun Yantong in the void with awe-inspiring eyes.

"From now on. Yan Yi is a law enforcer in the line of literature and Taoism. ”

Doomed from the start. When Sun Yantong awakens Haoran's literary heart, he has to assume the heavy responsibility of being a law enforcer.

From then on, even the high-ranking saints of the Dao had to be restrained by the law enforcers.

In the face of Sun Yantong, these students will not give birth to friendship, only awe!

This is Wen Xiu's natural awe of the law enforcers of the Wendao lineage, Sun Yantong is in the Wendao lineage and does not need Wenyou.

Because he is a high enforcer. Because he is the only enforcer of the Wendao lineage in the flood wilderness, because he is on his shoulders. Undertake the mission of revitalizing the cultural and Taoist lineage.

It is impossible for the vast river to monitor all cultural cultivation like the Heavenly Dao!

Even if it is the way of heaven, there are loopholes.

Sun Yantong's decision to become a law enforcer was decided by all the saints of the Wendao lineage and mixed yuan.

The friendship of the past has all turned into smoke.

The worship of Sun Yongtong in the past has all been replaced by awe.

The students of Jixia Academy, although some students know that Sun Yantong is not wrong, what is wrong is those who have passed away.

However, even if it is a literary practice, it is impossible to agree between reason and emotion.

And at this moment, in the Eastern Wilderness, many cultural cultivators rushed to Linzi City!

Among them, there are virtuous and noble Confucians, among them are the heads of a family with a prosperous incense, and among them are talented scholars who are shocking the world.

On this day, there are too many buried Honghuang Wenxiu!

However, all the saints who are in the same line of literature and Taoism feel that it is worth it.

They were able to ascend to the throne because of the word.

Even if you scrape the bones and heal the wounds now, it is much better than completely destroying miè.

When the long river of Haoran completely swallowed the long river of Wendao, Haoran righteousness swept through the sea of Wenxin.

The turbid sea of Wen Xin became clear again.

At this moment, the heroic and righteous song written by Mencius himself suddenly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into Sun Yantong's sea of knowledge.

Suddenly, Sun Yantong's soul was tempered by Haoran righteousness.

There is only pure and incomparably pure righteousness, without a trace of distractions.

The strong and strong righteousness filled Sun Yanji's body.

The mighty righteousness fills the heaven and the earth, and at this moment, although the Jixia School Palace does not have the talent of literature and Taoism, it has this indelible heroic righteousness.

"I am good at raising Haoran righteousness!"

Sun Yantong only had this one sentence, and then, Sun Kuntong's figure sank into the Haoran Academy.

At this moment, outside the Haoran Academy, an extraordinary figure suddenly appeared.

"I am good at raising Haoran righteousness!"

Zhuo Bufan whispered softly, and suddenly, his literary heart was impressively communicated.

A pure and strong heroic righteousness suddenly emanated.

The door of Haoran Literary Academy, sensing the aura of Haoran, opens automatically!

Zhuo Bufan was the first student from Jixia Academy to enter Haoran Academy.

And his attitude also shows!

Wait for Zhuo Bufan to pass through the doors and come to the main hall of the Academy.

The main hall of the Academy of Literature, the front of which enshrines the portraits of Wenzu Cangjie and Zhengsheng Mencius.

Representing the past and present of the Wendao lineage, and now, Cangjie and Mencius are also the two highest cultivators of the Wendao lineage.

On the left, the Confucian sage Confucius is the leader. On the right, there are eight saints of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs.

And at this moment, Sun Yantong folded his hands behind his back and looked at the portraits of the saints on both sides.

At this moment, Zou Zi's figure suddenly appeared in the main hall.

"At the beginning, there was only a portrait of the Cangjie saint, who was the ancestor of Wen, the supreme saint of the Wendao lineage. At that time, the portrait of Mencius was still after Confucius on the left!"

Zou Zi and Zhuzi once explored the avenue together in this Haoran Academy.

"Patriarch. When will your portrait hang here?"

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's voice sounded.

"It's coming. I already feel the Hybrid Barrier loosening a bit!"

Zou Zi said lightly.

Hearing this, Sun Yantong and Zhuo Bufan had smiles on their faces.

"The patriarch has long been able to ascend to the Holy Realm, but he has been limited by the long river of literature and Taoism for all these years. Nowadays, the long river of Haoran has replaced the long river of Wendao, and although the luck of Wendao has fallen a little, it is more solidified. ”

Zhuo Bufan said in a deep voice.

"However, I still think that it is best for the patriarch to elevate the peerless supernatural power of the "Five Virtues to the End" to the supreme supernatural power before ascending to the saint, in this case. After ascending to the sainthood, the supreme supernatural power has greater hope for advanced creation. ”

Sun Yantong said in a deep voice.

In the midst of the desolation, not every Mixed Yuan Saint. are able to create their own supreme supernatural powers.

Every supreme supernatural power represents a kind of Tao.

The reason why Duobao is so strong is not only that he can Dao Buddha and many supreme supernatural powers, such as the Buddha country in his palm.

It also lies in the fact that he created his own Nyorai Divine Palm. Nine Styles of Divine Palm. All of them are supreme supernatural powers.

So in the flood wilderness, chase after the five emperors of Taikoo!

And if the Mixed Yuan Saint wants to become a Da Luo Mixed Yuan Wuji Golden Immortal and break through the wall of Wuji, he must create supernatural powers.

And on top of creation, it is naturally the legendary power of opening the heavens.

"What you think is very much in line with my wishes. ”

Zou Zi would not ascend to the Holy Realm so quickly, and he also wanted to wait for the 'Five Virtues to Begin at the End' to advance to the Supreme Divine Power.

"It's a pity that my grandson's cultivation is too low now, and he can't help the patriarch improve the 'Five Virtues'. If you wait for my old grandson to cultivate to be promoted to the Chaos Quasi-Saint. Maybe I can help the Patriarch!"

Sun Yantong is burdened with the acquired Five Elements Spirit Body, and he wants to come. He is in the Chaos Quasi-Saint Realm, and he can definitely help Zou Zi.

Zou Zi smiled faintly and didn't care.

"More and more of these students from the outside world are entering the Jixia School Palace, although you are now a law enforcer, they all want you to give an explanation. ”

Zhuo Bufan felt that now the Jixia School Palace can be described as boiling and reversing the sky!

Not every student is able to control their emotions perfectly.

They have friends, teachers, and lovers, but they fell because of Sun Yantong.

More and more students come to Jixia School Palace to seek justice.

Even if Sun Yantong is now a law enforcer of literature and Taoism, they are not afraid.

But it just so happens that Sun Yantong is a law enforcer of Wendao, but he can't let go like before.

Otherwise, it will definitely be eaten by Wendao's luck.

"Explain?

Sun Yantong sneered.

"Overnight, the flood fell too much. Although the fallen Wenxiu is all deserved. And all kinds of sins have been blocked by the Mixed Yuan Sage on your behalf. But these literary repairs, if they don't vent such a scene, their thoughts can't be reached. ”

Zhuo Bufan said in a deep voice.

"Okay, then I'll go out and see how they can get their minds right!"

Sun Yanji knew that even if Zou Zi came forward at this time, it would be difficult to suppress these cultural cultivators.

The door of the Haoran Academy opened, and at this moment, tens of thousands of scholars gathered outside the door, looking at Sun Yantong who was standing in the Haoran Academy.

Enforcers of the Doctrine!

For the first time, they faced the law enforcers of Wendao, and at this moment, Sun Yantong was full of righteousness, like a brilliant heavenly might.

Previously, these literary repairs were boiling against the sky, but now they really face Sun Yantong, and they feel that the Haoran righteousness on Sun Yantong's body fills the sky, and with a single thought, they can make the mountains and rivers turn upside down, and the sun and the moon are discolored.

"What do you want?"

Sun Yantong took a step forward and said coldly.

Tens of thousands of Wen Xiu, all of them took a step back.

"All we ask for is a thought to be attained. Otherwise, you won't be able to see what you're dying!"

At this moment, a great Confucian said loudly.

"How can you have a clear mind? Do you want my grandson to kill himself in front of you, so that your thoughts can be clear?"

A fierce look appeared on Sun Yanji's face, and he took another step forward, and the mighty righteousness made all the Wen Xiu take another step back.

"You are a law enforcer of Wendao, who dares to force you. However, you entered the Jixia School Palace, and you did not taste defeat. Arrogant and arrogant. It's like an indestructible sword, but it's easy to break if it's too rigid. Sometimes, it's not a bad thing to fail!"

Suddenly, almost all Wen Xiu had a tacit understanding, they couldn't kill Sun Yantong, but they could let Sun Yantong taste the taste of defeat that he had never had.

In this way, their minds will be able to reach it.

"Who dares to fight with my grandson?"

Sun Yantong shouted and asked, resounding throughout the audience!

(To be continued.) )