Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

"To the limit?"

"Oh my god! The author of this article must have created an immortal article!"

"Since the fall of Wenzu, all the heavenly Wendaos have been sad, are they finally going to rise now?"

At this moment, whether it was the disciples of Wen Palace or the warriors watching, they all looked at the beam of light obsessively, were completely excited, and reveled.

Wen Dao!

It can be regarded as a very important way in the heavens and worlds.

When the Dao of Wen is strong, the immortal classics are handed down from generation to generation, which can nurture the soul of the warrior, strengthen the will of the warrior to prove the Tao, and assist the warrior in his cultivation.

Why are the monster clan in the chaotic ancient era and the human race in the sky-shattering era so powerful?

In addition to the unique cultivation environment, it is also because they have the support of literature and Taoism, which promotes the prosperity and continuation of civilization.

"The master of the text is holy!"

"The master of the text is holy!"

"The master of the text is holy."

Many literary disciples cheered, their faces turned red, and they changed from their previous decadence.

"Quiet!"

The author stands on the top of the mountain, wearing a white robe, with lingering talents, as if he is the teacher of all living beings, carrying the great beam of literature and morality.

He pressed his hands into the void, and the world suddenly became quiet, then looked at Guiguzi, smiled contemptuously and said, "Now it's your turn!"

Hundreds of millions of culture!

No matter what, he is invincible.

Besides, the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar' is a treasure forged by Wenzu, so can he be sentenced to lose for his article?

Guiguzi frowned slightly, full of confidence in his article, and placed "The Way of the Sword" on the Wenqu stone pillar.

boom!
The Wenqu stone pillar trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, a sword qi emerged, which was completely composed of literary qi, exuding a fierce aura, cutting off the nine heavens, making the sky tremble, leaving no trace of ten thousand ways.

The endless cold air permeated the sky and the earth, causing the warriors present to feel chills all over their bodies, and their scalps burst, as if there was a supreme sword hanging above their heads.

"What a horrible article!"

Shui Wanheng, the leader of the Shui Clan, said in a condensed voice that even if he is a strong Immortal Emperor, he still feels the pressure of death.

That's right!

It is death!

An article made the Immortal Emperor feel death. Although it sounds absurd, he really felt it.

"The Great Qin Immortal Court has won!"

"From now on, Great Qin will control all the astronomical veins!"

Shui Wanheng muttered to himself, feeling a little afraid of the Great Qin Immortal Court who had never dealt with him before.

However, the vision is not over yet.

The golden characters pierced the sky one by one, and the divine light was shining brightly, as if countless rounds of scorching suns were rising.

In the dark, there is also an ancient divine sound, echoing the world.

"In terms of swordsmanship, there are only three swords in the world!"

"The sword of the holy, also known as the sword of the way of heaven, uses Tao as its back, virtue as its front, yin and yang as its energy, and five elements as its handle. It can break the light of the sky at the top, and maintain the world at the bottom!"

"The sword of the virtuous, also known as the sword of the son of heaven, with the people as the back, and the virtuous officials as the front, conforms to the way of heaven above, follows the geography below, and neutralizes the will of the people!"

"The vulgar sword is also called the human sword. It uses fine steel as the front, alloy as the back, and forest cold as the air. It can cut off the head at the top, cut off the feet at the bottom, and break the internal organs in the middle!"

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This voice is supreme, and when it is spread throughout the heavens, it is also accompanied by countless auspicious signs, with rays of light, golden lotuses springing from the ground, and hundreds of millions of auspicious signs running around.

The will of the heavens emerged, entrenched on Guiguzi's head, and remained for a long time.

"The voices of the heavens!"

On the ninth heaven, Di Tian, ​​who was refining the 'Holy Pill', suddenly opened his eyes, with a horrified expression, he hurriedly looked towards the literary world.

"Who is it? Let the heavens speak out?"

In the holy city, the ancestors of the holy clan stared wide-eyed and looked at the literary world in disbelief. There, the literary energy was all over the sky, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and there was a figure standing with his back on his back.

"Ghost Guzi!"

In the void, Renzu, who was fighting the Taihuang, showed excitement, and directly tore the void away, leaving behind a hearty laugh: "The human race should be happy! The human race should be happy!"

The Taihuang stood there in a daze, looking at the talented literary world, his face changed for a while.

"Da Qin."

Finally, he sneered and disappeared.

At this moment, all the creatures in the heavens and myriad worlds sat cross-legged and listened to the Dao.

In the literary world.

Including the writer, everyone's minds went blank. A literati who was less than a thousand years old actually elicited the will of the heavens and produced the voice of the heavens.

Isn't this the scene of Taoist preaching?
This vision lasted for a full hour, and after the voices of the heavens disappeared, the crowd woke up with unfinished thoughts, worshiped to the void, and performed the rituals of disciples.

Preaching the world is a great merit!
An auspicious cloud of hundreds of miles of merit emerged and was divided into two parts, [-]% of which fell into Guiguzi's body, and the other [-]% fell into the article.

boom!
A golden light burst out.

Originally ordinary articles, after absorbing the power of merit, transform into a spiritual treasure of Hongmeng's acquired merit and virtue, which is free from cause and effect and karma, and can suppress luck.

After another half an hour, the vision gradually dissipated.

But the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar' seemed to be broken. From the beginning to the end, there was no beam of talent gushing out.

"In this discussion, Daqin won, who has an opinion?"

Guiguzi held up the "Doo of the Sword" article and asked loudly.

The world was silent, and the disciples in the literary world were silent. Although the author's article aroused hundreds of thousands of beams of talent, compared with Guiguzi's article, it was far behind.

The voice of the heavens, preach the world!
The will of the heavens, the face of the Taoist saint!
Thousands of auspiciousness, hundreds of miles of merit!
This is probably the highest tribute to literati from all heavens and myriad worlds!

How to compare?
It can't be compared at all!
"No!"

"I have an opinion!"

Suddenly, an unwilling voice broke the silence.

I saw the author of the article pointing at the 'Wenqu Stone Pillar', and roared with a distorted expression: "The rules of the competition are to determine the winner by the amount of talent, but Guiguzi's article failed to arouse any talent, so this discussion is my Won!"

Countless warriors looked at each other in blank dismay, is this possible?
Too much bullshit!

"'Wenqu Stone Pillar' is the most precious treasure of Wenzu. Any article can detect talent, why can't Guiguzi's be detected?"

"There is only one answer, and that is that the article written by Guiguzi is a crooked way!"

"It's not the orthodox way of writing!"

The master of the article ignored the changes in everyone's feelings. He only has one thought now, and that is to protect the literary world and preserve the cultural context of the heavens.

The world is still silent, only the author's hysterical roar echoes in the sky.

"What do you think you look like now?"

After a while, Guiguzi asked calmly.

"like what?"

The author replied subconsciously.

"Like a clown!"

Guiguzi sneered, bursting out with infinite literary energy, and the "Sword Chapter" that has transformed into a treasure of Hongmeng Acquired Merit and Virtue pierced through the air, and shouted loudly: "Please, the cultural veins of the heavens!"

"Please, all heavenly veins!"

Li Bai took a step forward, and the poem "Will Enter the Wine" broke through the sky, entrenched in the sky, and bloomed with endless light.

"Please, all heavenly veins!"

Wu Daozi raised his head with a solemn expression, and threw out the "Picture of the Heavens and Worlds", which turned into a painting of the Heavens and Worlds, pressing across the sky.

"Please, all heavenly veins!"

In the end, Wang Xizhi yelled, "Rivers, Lakes and Seas" broke through the void and evolved many visions.

The four Wen Dao treasures, hanging high in the stars, are arranged in four directions, and they start to spin rapidly, and their talents are born, rushing towards the depths of the heavens, calling for great beings to descend.