Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

boom!
On the world sky.

Wen Moke's face changed slightly, and before he could react, he was knocked into the air by a vast and majestic force, vomited blood, and fell into the starry sky.

On top of his head, hundreds of book spirits were all chopped to pieces.

Wenlong, who had condensed a large amount of cultural energy, was also beheaded and turned into bright spots all over the sky.

"Failed?"

Hundreds of miles away, Wen Moke was lying in the starry sky, his beard was stained red with blood, but he didn't wipe it off, and his eyes were a little confused.

The orthodoxy created by Wenzu actually lost to the new way?

Is Dong Zhongshu too strong?
Or is there a flaw in Wenzu's orthodox system?

"Want to know why you lost?"

Dong Zhongshu withdrew his momentum and asked calmly.

He still has a good impression of Wenmoke, at least when he was practicing the dragon slaying technique, Wenmoke only borrowed the artistic conception, but did not cultivate the power of evil writing.

And when Wang Xizhi discussed Taoism with the academy, he also presided over justice.

"why?"

Wen Moke raised his head suddenly, a gleam of light flickered in his blank eyes.

"Because you forgot Ben!"

Dong Zhongshu pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "What is the duty of a literati? It is to inherit the holy learning, to educate all living beings, to govern the world with the knowledge learned, and to create a peaceful and prosperous world!"

"And what about you?"

"Practicing dragon slaying techniques and trying to control the king in vain, his heart is not right, his way is not pure!"

"In my opinion, the so-called orthodoxy of Wenzu is nothing more than a crooked way created by an ambitious man!"

Wicked way!

Hearing Dong Zhongshu's unceremonious evaluation, the world became silent, without a single sound.

That is the orthodoxy established by Wen Zu!
Take charge of the celestial veins!

For countless years, who would dare to veto it?Who dares to say a bad word?
"Although Dong Zhongshu's words are harsh, they are not unreasonable!"

After pondering over and over again, some warriors nodded in agreement.

The following offense, manipulating the king, is this what a literati should do?

"Bold!"

"And as a Wenxiu, if you speak disrespectfully and disrespect Wenzu, you should abolish your cultivation and put him to death!"

In the literary world, countless elders broke through the air and roared angrily.

Over the years, what the literary world has done is indeed a little unethical, but it is enough to know it secretly, and Dong Zhongshu said it in front of everyone, which is equivalent to tearing off the last "fig leaf" of the literary world. How can they not be angry?
Moreover, although literati in the literary world are shameless, they pay special attention to reputation.

What Dong Zhongshu said touched their backs.

"Kill him, Wen Zu will not allow anyone to blaspheme!"

An elder of the academy yelled, with murderous intent in his eyes, the aura of the Immortal King erupted, tearing apart the void, and crushing towards Dong Zhongshu.

The rest of the elders of the literary world also burst out with aura, their eyes were fierce, and their killing intent was unparalleled.

"stop!"

At the critical moment, Wen Moke stood up and shouted, stopping the actions of many elders.

"Dean, he is disrespectful to Wenzu, he should be killed!"

The elder of the academy rushing to the front, his eyes flushed, said unwillingly.

Wenzu!

That was the god in his heart, his lifelong belief, and he would kill any disrespect even if he risked his life.

"I know!"

Wen Moke waved his hand, flew to Dong Zhongshu, and said with a complicated expression: "You are right, the literary world has indeed gone astray, and you have won this discussion. Next, you can go to Wenshan and challenge the literary master." !"

Then, he changed his words and said indifferently: "But you can't go!"

Dong Zhongshu frowned and asked, "Why?"

Wen Moke's face changed suddenly, and his tone was cold: "Because you have insulted Wen Zu, I can achieve today's achievements because I have learned Wen Zu's orthodoxy!"

He is a man who can afford to lose.

But he inherited Wen Zu's orthodoxy, and he was regarded as Wen Zu's disciple and grandson. How could he allow outsiders to insult his master and remain indifferent?

"So you want to fight?"

Dong Zhongshu looked at Wen Moke, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and asked.

"That's right, life and death battle!"

"Of course, I won't take advantage of it. I will seal my cultivation until the late stage of the Immortal King. After this battle, both grievances and grievances will be settled!"

Wen Moke nodded.

As soon as the words fell, his aura began to weaken, from the early stage of the Immortal Emperor to the late stage of the Immortal King, exactly the same as Dong Zhongshu's realm.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly drew his sword.

"Okay, I respect your choice!"

Dong Zhongshu let out a sigh of relief, without talking nonsense, he suddenly drew out his sword, and his body disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a ray of sharp sword light emerging, shattering the void.

The next moment, he appeared behind Wen Moke and stabbed hard.

The six arts of a gentleman include rites, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics!
Among them, shooting refers to martial arts!
Although Dong Zhongshu is a literati, his combat effectiveness is not weak at all.

This sword, he did his best!
With the sword out, the galaxy in the field began to burn. It was a mighty gentle fire, burning away the evil in the world, and changing the world into a bright and bright universe.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A gleam of surprise flashed in Wen Moke's eyes, as if he didn't expect Dong Zhongshu's cultivation to be so powerful, and the literary energy in his body surged, turning into a Wenlong, blocking in front of him.

boom!
The sword energy fell.

With a violent tremor, Wen Long was cut to pieces by the sword energy, and its power remained undiminished, and he chopped towards Wen Moke's head.

"Master, are you right? Or wrong!"

Looking at the oncoming sword energy, Wen Moke narrowed his eyes slightly, did not dodge, even dispersed the immortal energy in his body, and let the sword energy fall.

The moment Dong Zhongshu pointed out the shortcomings of Wenzu's orthodox tradition, his heart died!

I practiced for half my life, but comprehended the wrong way of writing.

What a heavy blow to a pure literati?

"not good!"

Looking at this scene, Dong Zhongshu's face changed greatly, and he wanted to withdraw his sword energy, but it was too late, and he directly chopped off Wen Moke's head.

Blood spattered, staining the starry sky red.

A generation of literary giants has now fallen.

"Dean!"

Many literary elders were shocked, filled with grief and indignation, but they did not act, because before the battle, the literary and ink writers had already agreed that after this battle, both grievances and grievances will be settled.

If they continue to attack, it is disrespect to Wenmoke.

"Pity!"

Countless onlookers sighed, but they admired the behavior of Wen Mo Ke.

Know the way through death!

How many people in the world can do it?

"In the literary world, there is only one person who is awake!"

Dong Zhongshu stood in front of Wen Moke's body, and after a long silence, he said with emotion.

He knew that Wen Moke was determined to die, otherwise, with his cultivation base, it would be impossible to lose easily.

The gap between the Immortal King and the Immortal Emperor is still huge!

"He recognized your words!"

Guiguzi stepped forward and said.

"If I knew the result earlier, I wouldn't have said it!"

In Dong Zhongshu's heart, he still felt a little sorry.

"Don't think too much, for Dean Wen, the importance of enlightenment has already surpassed life and death!"

Guiguzi patted Dong Zhongshu on the shoulder, and led Li Bai, Wang Xizhi, and Wu Daozi through the world and entered the literary world.

They are going to challenge the writer!
The warriors who were watching in the starry sky also followed closely with curiosity.

Next, it will be decided who will be in charge of the celestial veins.

"farewell!"

After everyone left, Dong Zhongshu bowed three times in a row to Wen Moke's body, and then carefully handed it to the elder Wen Gong: "Buy Dean Wen well!"

After doing all this, he sighed and stepped into the literary world.

Soon, Xingkong regained his composure.

"Xiao Shu, I don't think he deserves to die!"

"What do you say?"

The starry sky was rippling, and the figure of the boy in rough clothes emerged, speaking to the ancient book.

boom!
The ancient book blazed brightly, bursting out with the strongest power, transcending everything in the world, directly piercing through Yin and Yang, and found the soul of Wen Moke from the cycle of reincarnation.

The two worlds of Yin and Yang, the Three Thousand Ways, and countless Xeons cannot stop this force.