Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Heaven and earth are silent.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Wu Daozi intently.

"No. 16 strokes, he is drawing the eighth heaven!"

The elder of the Academy's eyes widened, his voice was trembling, and his face was flushed. It was excitement, admiration, and admiration.

There is still one last day left before the complete drawing of the heavens and myriad worlds.

Standing in the starry sky, Wu Daozi is not disturbed by the outside world, completely immersed in the painting world.

at last.

He made one last stroke.

No.17 was written, and the ninth heaven was drawn.

boom!
The sky and the earth roared.

The consciousness of the heavens and the world emerged.

With Wenjie as the center, within tens of thousands of light-years in radius, the void is trembling violently.

At this moment, the heavens and the universe were eclipsed, and everything seemed to have lost its brilliance.

There is only one picture scroll, shining past and present.

"Is this the heavens and worlds?"

Zhan Ruling looked at the picture scroll obsessively, and was stunned.

The vast and boundless heavens and worlds are completely presented in a picture scroll at this moment. In the picture, there are stars moving, sunrise and sunset, and all things and spirits.
Because of everything!

Everything!

And everything is vivid, like a new heaven and world.

Between heaven and earth, a famous immortal king, an immortal emperor, and even a strong immortal emperor are all intoxicated in the world in the painting, exclaiming from time to time.

"All heavens and ten thousand realms!"

"The painter's three-no-painting principle has finally been broken!"

The Great Elder of the academy rushed to the map of the heavens and worlds drawn by Wu Daozi, the excitement in his heart could no longer be expressed in words.

For ordinary warriors, apart from being shocked, they may not feel much emotion.

But for painters, being able to paint the heavens and the world is no less than opening up the world, recreating the universe, restarting a new way, and ushering in a new era.

a long time.

Only then did the great elder of the academy calm down, and reluctantly looked away.

Facing Wu Daozi, he respectfully saluted and said, "Thank you holy master for feasting my eyes, please accept my worship!"

He can be sure that Wu Daozi is a master of Taoism painting.

To be able to witness the creation of a master of Taoism painting is a great fortune for all warriors who have entered Taoism through painting and will benefit them for a lifetime.

"Get up quickly!"

Seeing this, Wu Daozi showed a smile, and opened his mouth quickly.

"This time, the Great Qin Immortal Court wins!"

After getting up, the great elder of the academy kept his promise and announced loudly.

So far, Great Qin Immortal Court has won two rounds in a row.

Only need to win one more court, can defeat the Wen Palace, have the qualifications to discuss the Dao with the master of Wen, and challenge the supreme Wen Dao.

"Da Qin is awesome!"

"Wen Gong lost two consecutive games, this has never happened before in the history of the literary world!"

"Does the Great Qin Immortal Court want to create history and become the new master of the context? If successful, its strength will increase exponentially."

The onlookers realized the Dao later, and were full of shock. Before the discussion, almost no one was optimistic about Daqin, but now, it has been recognized by many people.

Two saints!

It is enough to prove the prosperity of Daqin Wendao!
You know, looking at the literary world, there are no masters of calligraphy and painting.

"Damn it, if Daqin is in charge of the context, it will be very difficult for our clan to be wiped out!"

On a certain star, Jiujiang hides in the dark, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and a cold killing intent.

No matter if it is a holy master of calligraphy or a holy master of painting, they can assist warriors in their cultivation and create a holy place.

If Wang Xizhi put out the ink treasure with the word "Tao" for people to observe, within a thousand years, he would be able to cultivate a large number of strong men above the Da Luo Jinxian.

Resources can be exhausted!

But words and paintings can be preserved for a long time.

This is bad news for the heavens and all races.

Ming Shi from the Void Clan, Yao Rongce from the Yin-Yang Clan, Shen Wuyan from the Spiritual Clan, and other warriors who had enmity with the Great Qin had their eyes flickering and their faces became extremely ugly.

The more monstrous Qinyue is, the more uneasy they will be!

On the contrary, the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans, which are better than the human race, secretly rejoiced that the better the Great Qin Immortal Court performed, the happier they would be.

On the day when Great Qin rises completely, the safety of their ethnic group will be greatly guaranteed.

If Daqin can take a step forward and become the king of the heavens and the world, they will be close to the water, and they will also get huge benefits.

In the world of martial arts, apart from fighting and killing, there are also people's sophistication and wisdom.

In the literary world.

Countless Wen Palace disciples were pale and bloodless. They had already lost two rounds, and if they lost another round, they would lose completely.

The disciples of the Academy and the Academy of Painting all looked at the elders of the Academy of Literature, Academy of Poetry, and Academy of Ci.

Facing everyone's eyes, the elders of the third hospital were silent.

They dare not!

They are afraid!
The Daqin Immortal Court sent six people to discuss the Dao, but now only two people are dispatched, that is, two saints who are extraordinary and holy.

Then the remaining four people can't be soft persimmons!
So at this time, if you make a move at this time, the probability of losing is very high. If you lose again, Wen Gong will have no chance at all.

"Let me come!"

After a moment of silence, an old man with gray hair appeared on the world sky, wearing a white robe, with a refined temperament and calm eyes, seeing through the world of mortals.

"The dean has made a move!"

The disciples of Wen Palace regained their spirits and regained their confidence. With the understanding of Wen Dao, if the dean can be ranked in the top three, he should be able to win the round.

"This time the old man is here to guard the ring, and the essay will be done!"

Wen Moke looked at Dong Zhongshu on the Wenqi Continent, a flash of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, and he burst out with terrifying talent, covering the whole world.

"it is good!"

Dong Zhongshu smiled lightly, with his black robe fluttering, he broke through the sky directly from the Wenqi Continent, and stood on the sky of the world.

boom!
boom!
Suddenly, the two men broke out.

Above the heads of literary and ink writers, books and books lingering in talent are pierced through the air and piled up together to form a mountain of books, which is as high as tens of thousands of feet and is extremely majestic.

These classics are all books that he is familiar with, and he has realized something.

Covering a wide range of subjects.

On the top of Dong Zhongshu's head, there is only an ancient book called 'Confucianism', which erupts with the meaning of supremacy and suppresses all schools of thought in the world.

Depose all schools of thought, and only respect Confucianism!
Confucianism!
It's a book!

It is also a way!

In Dong Zhongshu's heart, Confucianism and Taoism are the supreme way, and all the knowledge in the world belongs to him.

Bang bang bang!
The will of the two literary dao collided in the starry sky, and the roar shook the sky, while the endless literary dao was stirred up, as if two supreme masters of literary dao had descended, competing for the number one in the world.

Endless talents roared in the starry sky, turning into giant dragons, roaring through the ages, shaking the world.

The terrifying coercion of Wen Dao made the warriors onlookers back again and again.

but.

There are also some warriors who did not regress, but faced up to the difficulties. With the help of Wen Moke and Dong Zhongshu's aura, they brightened their state of mind and washed away their distracting thoughts.

Everything is Tao, and watching outsiders discuss Tao is also a way of cultivation.

Those who can think of this are extraordinary people.

"Wenzhidao, Zhen!"

Wen Moke drinks lightly.

Countless Chinese descended from the sky, and walked out of phantoms. They were of different ethnic groups, genders, and ages.

But there is one thing in common, they are all the spirit of the book!

This is a great book, the editor has devoted all his efforts, as long as he understands the essence of the work, he can summon the spirit of the book to fight.