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"It's hard for them to go so fast."

Qin Yi sensed something, looked towards the direction of the East China Sea, shook his head, and didn't pay attention to anything.

"coming!"

Long Sheng raised his head suddenly, looked to the northeast, and carefully perceived something, his eyes flashed with surprise: "It really is him."

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In the 85th year of Yuanshi, autumn.

Jishui County, Mount Tai, Wensheng Temple.

Zhou Boyuan, Qin Xi, Feng Jue and other masters of the Yuanshen realm gathered here, as if they were waiting for something.

Among them, Kong Yuan, a master of the Yuanshen Realm of the Kong family, looked at the strange and familiar things in front of him, and sighed: "This was originally the place where my Kong family's family lived together. The ancestral hall was set up here. Later, the Holy Emperor The aristocratic family was banned, and the French guardians were sent to take it back. After Xiang Nanqin took over, it was abandoned. Afterwards, Zhou Xiang’s beloved apprentice, Zhou Dadu, served in the East China Sea. A training base, we asked to come over three months ago, and now it has become the headquarters of Wensheng Temple."

Finally, Kong Yuan sighed: "The world is really impermanent."

Feng Jue glanced at Kong Yuan, sneered softly and said, "Things in the past 500 years were erratic, but our human race has not made any progress. Since the rise of the Holy Emperor, the changes have indeed been very fast, and there is a sense of impermanence. However, the progress of our human race is very fast. Not only have we broken through the shackles of the Faxiang Realm, but we have also broken through the shackles of the Immortal God Realm, and now we have broken through the shackles of the Lord Realm. In a hundred years, it will develop to the point where its potential can be compared with that of Yaozu."

Finally, Feng Jue asked a heartbreaking question: "Kong Yuan, tell me, do you want the world to be permanent, or the world to be impermanent?"

Kong Yuan knew that his little thoughts had been discovered. Although Feng Jue said it tactfully, he rejected his request face to face. He glared at Feng Jue, snorted coldly, returned to the crowd, and stopped talking.

Zhou Boyuan gave Kong Yuan a complicated look, then shook his head helplessly.

"After Wen Sheng, it's really not as good as the next generation."

Feng Jue sneered and said: "It's normal. They were just a low-level family back then. They were forcibly promoted to the aristocratic family because of Wen Sheng. We helped him find their ancestral land. Their inheritance is only Wen Sheng. In the public inheritance left by the saint, the Kong family is the weakest existence in the family, but it is because of the grace of the saint that they have gained some advantages."

Feng Jue revealed the essence of the Sun family in one word.

Kong is a mascot.

In the end, he said directly: "Master Zhou, it's better not to have too much expectations for Kong's newspaper."

As a leader in the family, Feng Jue is naturally qualified to say such things.

Qin Xi shook her head fairly and said: "Although the Kong family has the least background in the aristocratic family, they have produced many capable ministers and generals in the past, and they have not fallen into the reputation of literary sages."

Instead, it was Qin Xi, the Patriarch of Weishui Qin Clan who had been at odds with Kong Clan, who said something fair.

Zhou Boyuan didn't have any good feelings for the family, and although his attitude towards Kong was a bit better, it wasn't much better.

Zhou Boyuan directly skipped the topic, frowned, looked in the direction of the Confucian Temple, and asked nervously: "It's been so long, isn't it better?"

Feng Jue turned his head to look in the direction of the Confucian Temple with a complicated face, and said: "We, the three parties, gather all the best talents to study and improve Longsheng's plan together, and we will definitely succeed."

Qin Xi, who personally participated in the perfection, is not so confident: "I think there are still many problems in it. Although the plan given by Longsheng is rough, the logic is very clear. We combined the reincarnation ceremony and the borrowing rebirth ceremony without authorization. ..."

Zhou Boyuan also participated in it, and also felt that there was still room for completion.

"Indeed, some steps are redundant. I think it might be better to skip these steps."

When Qin Xi heard it, he immediately understood what he meant, and snorted coldly: "Which steps are redundant, are they the steps of the reincarnation ceremony? This optimization, if you don't draw materials from the materials provided by Long Sheng, you still want to learn from them?" Where did you get the material, have you reached the height of the Dragon Sage yourself?"

Zhou Boyuan glanced at Qin Xi, and expressed Qin Xi's insistence in one sentence: "Didn't you just want to take advantage of this opportunity of so many talents to optimize the reincarnation ceremony?"

Seeing that Qin Xi and Zhou Boyuan were about to quarrel again, Feng Jue had no choice but to act as a peacemaker.

"Two, two, I believe that the final plan is already the best one. You have done your best. Let's calm down and wait for the result together."

Just as Feng Jue finished speaking, he suddenly sensed something, looked in the direction of the Confucian Temple, and said excitedly, "Here we come!"

All the people present looked excitedly at the sky above the Confucian Temple where the wind and clouds gathered.

The clouds in the sky gathered together at some unknown time, forming a human-shaped pattern, and the sunlight passed through the clouds, instantly turning into a giant shining with golden light.

There was a trance in the eyes of everyone, as if the image of the golden light giant became clearer and clearer, and finally turned into the appearance of a sage.

Then a bamboo slip fell from the golden light giant and fell into the Confucian Temple.

In the Confucian Temple, lay a thin, pale and bloodless young man, he sat quietly in the center of the hall, surrounded by a complex array pattern, his eyes calmly looked at the statue of the Confucian Saint in the center of the Confucian Temple, His eyes were full of anticipation, and he murmured eagerly: "The Hou clan is an unworthy descendant, I implore the saint to return."

The array under him instantly emitted dazzling golden light, illuminating the boy's entire body. The boy bathed in the golden light, his face instantly became rosy, and the expression on his face gradually became calm, and finally he closed his eyes slowly. When he closed his eyes, a letter pattern shining with golden light appeared between the boy's eyebrows, flickered for a moment, disappeared into it, and disappeared.

The young man in the center of the formation suddenly opened his eyes, with golden light shining in his eyes. He first looked up at the statue of Wen Sheng, then lowered his head to look at the formation map below him, and finally, his figure flashed and came to the sky above the Confucian Temple, and looked up at the incense stick. In the clouds of concentrated power, the human-shaped Dharma statue shone with golden light.

"What a strong pollution!"

The young man made a cold voice. Although the voice was very similar to before, the intonation, speed and verve were different, making it easy to tell that it was not the same person.

The people watching from above saw the suddenly appearing young man standing in the air, and immediately bowed excitedly.

"Congratulations to the return of Wensheng."

Hearing the movement, the young man casually glanced at it. He didn't expect anything at all, but unexpectedly found something surprising.

"Huh? Interesting orthodoxy."

However, the young man immediately withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the cloud of incense and the humanoid figure.

"It turned out to be the pollution of gods and demons, but the pollution caused by the obsession of many people of the human race."

After careful distinction, the boy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"cut!"

The young man immediately thought of a solution, and a flashing golden light appeared in his hand. A dharma sword composed of countless Dao scripts aimed at the incense cloud and slashed hard.

"Boom~"

In the sky, there was a roar.

Then the giant shining with golden light in the sky was divided into two, one dark golden and one bright golden.

"receive!"

The boy then moved forward with his left hand.

The bright golden figure turned into a golden light and entered the young man's body.

The aura on the young man's body suddenly rose instantly, from Jindan to Faxiangfa.

After solving the most urgent problem at present, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look in the direction of the people who were still kneeling, and in a flash, he came in front of them.

The boy then waved and said: "Get up, I have already said that I am most impatient with these useless vulgarities."

There was a golden light in the boy's eyes, and he looked at the heads of the people in front of him with great interest.

"This Daoist text is really interesting..."

The boy quickly found a Dao Wen with the highest repetition rate and the most complicated Dao Wen from the Dao Wen pictures of everyone present.

"Is this the realm above the Faxiang Realm?"

The boy finally moved his eyes to the top of Zhou Boyuan's head, and he did not look away for a long time.

After Zhou Boyuan noticed it, he immediately bowed to salute.

"Master Wensheng."

The boy didn't pay attention, but just watched intently, turning his head from time to time with his right hand, absorbing it, releasing it, etc.

Everyone didn't understand why, but the young man's eyes were very clear.

Following the boy's movements, the Dao Wen picture above Zhou Boyuan's head began to rotate, and then enlarged with his movements for a while, and then zoomed out with his movements for a while.

The young man looked at the three-dimensional Dao Wentu in front of him for a long time, and then he looked away contentedly as if he had finally eaten a big meal.

"Are you the leader of this generation of civil and martial arts?"

Zhou Boyuan immediately bowed and replied: "Everyone loves you, and I was lucky enough to get the position."

"Who is the new generation of saints? Is he still alive?"

Zhou Boyuan hurriedly replied: "The Immortal Saint is alive."

"Have you all practiced his method of immortality?"

Zhou Boyuan nodded quickly, and very cleverly took out the "Hunyuan Jue" jade slip from his bosom, held it in both hands, and handed it to the other party.

The young man didn't take it, but just pointed at his right index finger that was shining with golden light, tapped lightly, and then nodded clearly: "It turns out that the next realm is Yuanshen realm."

The young man looked at the last realm first, and then started to look at it from the beginning. When he found something, he frowned.

"The Dharma Aspect Realm is gone, and it has become the Nascent Soul Realm? That's not right, the Nascent Soul is the Dharma Aspect, but it has become a unified Dharma Aspect that is the easiest to produce. Since then, the success rate has increased a lot, and the requirements for comprehension have also been lowered." A lot."

The boy then looked forward, with a dazed look on his face.

"It turns out that the last path of immortality is also the route of cultivating gods, but it is more cautious and perfect. The front is connected with the true essence law, which plays a role in linking the past and the future, so that the cultivation of the soul has a sense of success. Tsk tsk, Immortal Saint, really great That's right."

The problem that he could not solve no matter what back then was actually solved so skillfully by the other party.

Although some of the names of the previous Golden Pills, Foundation Establishment and Qi Training Realm have been changed, but the soup does not change the medicine, it is still the same as Jindan.

However, just as he retracted his gaze, the most familiar "Tao Sutra" attracted his "sight".

The young man pondered for a long time before he sighed and said: "It's such an exquisite scripture, it's just a few hundred words, it actually contains the Dao of the human race, and even there is another universe in it, it seems to be able to resonate with the heaven and the earth, really, what a clever method. "

The young man finally shook his head and said: "It's just that the intentions of this sutra are sinister, and it's really not a son of man."

Zhou Boyuan and the others looked at each other, not knowing why, and finally Zhou Boyuan bowed and asked, "I don't know...why did the saint say that?"

The young man looked up at the crowd, his eyes swept over the heads of the crowd, he shook his head and said: "It's too late, you have been polluted, and you can't even turn back!"

When the crowd heard this, they were shocked.

After the word pollution came out from the mouth of Longsheng, everyone understood what kind of power it was.

They also understand that with their current level of strength, they can't even detect it, let alone prevent and eliminate it.

However, they still care a lot.

"Also ask the sage to show me."

The boy still said in an indifferent tone: "You have been polluted by the Immortal Saint."

"Polluted by the Immortal Saint?"

Everyone heard the words, but they didn't know why.

"Ha ha……"

At this time, a hearty laughter sounded from the sky, and then Long Sheng appeared and landed beside the boy.

"Wen Sheng, why do you tell them this, and let them worry in vain."

The young man turned his head to look at the top of Long Sheng's head, stared blankly for a long time, and then asked hesitantly, "Are you, Long Sheng?"

Long Sheng laughed loudly and said: "Forget it, only you Wen Sheng can be resurrected, can't I, Long Sheng?"

Wen Sheng shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's just that I didn't expect that you would be resurrected before me."

Long Sheng rolled his eyes angrily and said, "You are really... straight when you talk."

When the second sage was silent for a while, Zhou Boyuan and others interrupted them anxiously.

"Wen Sheng, Long Sheng, this pollution is..."

Long Sheng waved his hands indifferently and said: "You don't need to make a fuss, I think it's justifiable for Xian Sheng to do this, anyway, you will be polluted, so why not be polluted by him, after all, for you, Only pollution can fight against pollution, and Immortal Saint is also protecting you by doing this."

When Wen Sheng heard the words, he was puzzled and said: "When did the pollution of my human race become so serious again?"

Long Sheng thought of the information he had collected about Wen Sheng before, and knew that what he said was about the evil disaster.

That is a disaster caused by demonic pollution.

Long Sheng sighed and said, "When did the pollution of our human race stop?"

Wen Sheng was speechless when he heard the words, lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and thoughtfully said: "Only pollution can fight pollution, and there is some truth to it."

Thinking of what he did back then, Wen Sheng shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I didn't discover this method back then, so I could only use the most stupid way to eliminate pollution with the power of humanity."

Long Sheng praised this very much.

"A literary sage and great talent, his heart is upright, rare, rare."