Confucian Sword Fairy
Chapter 164 Endgame
Chapter 164 Endgame
The sound resounded over the venue.
Followed by a series of majestic Confucian righteousness.
A famous scholar appeared and walked into the venue.
Each of them looked solemn.
The pace of going out is also so firm.
The leaders are the leaders of the various schools of Confucianism, Cen Xingyuan, Zheng Gongwen and so on.
These people stood behind Song Zhishu, stood together with Gu Yun Daru and others, facing the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect, and the Heavenly God General of the Great Zhou Dynasty, without any hesitation.
Finally, the great Confucian Cen Xingyuan, who is the leader of the sect, said, "Today, with us here, no one can hurt Zhishu Song."
"And I!"
"And I!"
"And I!"
A famous Confucianist opened his mouth, and the Confucian righteousness in his body shook and turned into a bright light.
All these rays of light gathered together and stood above everyone's heads.
Their words, their actions.
It already represents the attitude.
In addition to Gu Yun Daru, all the great Confucians and leaders of all schools have arrived.
Although there are not many people, each of them has a great reputation in the world and represents Confucianism.
In the distance, the representatives of the major powers at the venue all looked solemn after seeing this scene.
They thought that dealing with Song Zhishu would cause confrontation from Confucianism. For example, the Southern Confucianism that appeared before was one of the representatives. After all, everyone knew the relationship between Southern Confucianism and Song Zhishu.
It's just that now, people from all the university schools have arrived, and judging from this attitude, it seems that they are still very firm.
It can be said that it is a confrontation with the entire Confucianism, which makes everyone hesitate.
They were originally created for the saints.
Even if Song Zhishu died after that.
The greatest share of sainthood has also been seized, but if you want to succeed in the end, you still have to rely on Confucianism.
Now, to continue to hold on is tantamount to being completely offended
"Gentlemen."
Seeing this, Song Zhishu was also surprised.
I knew Confucianism would come, but I didn't expect so many people to come.
In fact, for this matter, what he thought was that he should bear it alone, and he didn't want to involve others.
After beheading the third prince, he has been thinking like this, but the current situation seems to be unexpected.
"Don't worry Song Xiaoyou, with us here, there won't be any problems." Cen Xingyuan said with a smile on his face, like a kind elder, reassuring: "We know their purpose, and it's not just you. It's a human thing."
"The sage sits down, Confucianism is favored by heaven and earth, you are the top priority, don't have any burdens, as sir, we should do this."
After he finished speaking, he took all the great Confucian scholars one step forward and walked up to Song Zhishu.
Obviously, no matter how the latter tried to persuade them, these people still would not choose to leave.
Because before they came, they had already decided everything.
not far away.
Sky God will see this scene, his face is slightly cold.
Afterwards, he turned his attention to Zheng Gongwen, the leader of the king's faction. He really couldn't control other people, but this one was different, so he chose to speak directly: "Mr. , now, someone has beheaded the third prince, do you still want to cover it up?"
"Wang Pai Confucianism, the most loyal general, how much kindness has been given by His Majesty, and now Song Zhishu has killed his heir, is this your repayment?"
What he said was resounding, because the Confucianism of the royal school represented by Zheng Gongwen and others was indeed the case.
As a courtier of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Vault of Heaven is fully qualified to say that.
And after this speech.
Almost all eyes were on Zheng Gongwen.
Confucianism, now everyone is united in one mind, is difficult to deal with.
But as long as one person has worries and worries, things will be much easier after that.
So at this moment, their eyes are full of scrutiny.
"General Tianqiong is right. I have long remembered His Majesty's kindness to me and the care of Confucianism sent by the king."
Speaking of this, Zheng Gongwen continued: "So this time the Confucianism of the king's school, only I came, and after this time, I will ask Your Majesty to resign from the position of Taifu, and at the same time, make up for everything, how can you protect the country? , nothing but death."
One of the ideas of the Wang faction is loyalty to the emperor. Coming to protect Song Zhishu by himself has violated this idea.
But he had to do so, because Zheng Gongwen was a scholar and a disciple of Confucianism.
And when some things can't have both.
Now Zheng Gongwen chose Confucianism.
As for Zhongjun.
Also know what to do.
Hearing this, Sky God was momentarily at a loss for words.
Because the other party has already talked to this point, it is impossible for him to ask for the so-called courtiers.
Confucian scholars, all great Confucians have their own principles and bottom lines, and once they decide on something, they will not regret it, and no one can persuade them.
He knew that now Zheng Gongwen was determined and wanted to protect Song Zhishu together with other great Confucians of the school.
So I couldn't even say what I said afterwards, because if I said it, I would be refuted.
At the venue, Song Zhishu couldn't help but take a step forward after hearing it.
But at this time, Cen Xingyuan stretched out his hand to stop him, and shook his head at the same time.
Things, on the way, have been decided.
No matter what Song Zhishu wants to say at this moment, all the great Confucians will not change their minds. The reason is very simple. The other party is the hope of Confucianism in the future.
"Okay, okay, it seems that Confucianism really wants to fight against the general trend." At this time, the elder of Yinyang Xianzong spoke, with a look of unkindness in his eyes, and then said again: "If, we must Let's go, what are you going to do?"
After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and at the same time, some sects around him hesitated for a moment before following.
These have been discussed before, and in this incident, we will advance and retreat together.
When things are done, that greatest share of saintly creation can be separated.
Because the elder of Yin Yang Xianzong knows.
It is very difficult to take action against Song Zhishu.
But it doesn't matter, as long as the matter here is big enough, he doesn't believe that Confucianism can go against the general trend.
And more importantly, although there are many great Confucians present, it is hard to say if they really want to fight directly, especially now that Beizhou is infested with monsters, and internal fighting has begun among the human race. He believes that with Confucianism's overall situation , absolutely not.
Is Song Zhishu important?
important.
There is the largest portion of Saint-Artificiality.
But this saintly creation can be taken away.
Whoever owns it can become a great Confucianist in the future.
So decide.
Confucianism will never choose to fight against the general trend under such circumstances.
Vault of Heaven God General also seemed to foreshadow this point, his eyes were like knives.
Therefore, representing the Great Zhou Dynasty, he also stood up at this moment, layers of powerful aura shook out from his body, followed by forces one by one, including extremely powerful sects!
These people, like the Heavenly Vault God General, all expressed the same attitude.
That was Song Zhishu, and he had to pay something at this moment.
after all.
They are made for saints.
Now there is an excuse, even if it sucks.
But everyone doesn't care, as long as they can make trouble, especially when the situation has reached this point, for them, they can't give up no matter what.
Standing up one by one, the mana in the body continued to oscillate, and it was already connected into one piece.
It can be said that everyone's determination is very strong, and Song Zhishu is indeed famous.
But for some big forces, it is not so important.
The artificiality of the saint is the most important thing.
For another person, it's nothing at all.
Below the venue.
After Li Qingzhou, Xu Changyu, Li Wangji and others saw this scene, their hearts sank.
Because they really didn't expect that these people could do this for the sake of saints, regardless of the consequences.
No one has chosen to pursue the death of the third prince at this moment.
All the focus is on Song Zhishu.
and so.
No matter what the truth is, no one pays attention to it.
Reasonable?
Useless.
These people just don't care.
At this time, Song Zhishu also realized it.
Everyone thinks they have the greatest sage artificiality in them.
I want to seize it, and then go a step further with the current trend of Confucianism being favored by heaven and earth.
In the end, it's all about selfishness.
Thoughts so far.
Song Zhishu stepped forward, ready to say something.
But soon, Cen Xingyuan stopped him and turned around.
At the same time, the leaders of other university factions also cast their gazes at this moment, with smiles in their eyes.
Gu Yun Daru seemed to realize something, he couldn't help but frowned, and then looked at Song Zhishu.
In the end, it was Cen Xingyuan who spoke first: "You and I are not of the same school, nor are you your teacher, but today, you called me Mr., and I have studied a few years longer than you, so today I will Let me teach you a truth."
Having said that, he looked around for a week and continued: "I know that you have righteousness in your heart and do the things of a gentleman, but in fact, some things can go forward indomitably not because of the righteousness in your heart, because often along the way, There will be many difficulties, and a gentleman naturally doesn’t care about them, but what if you don’t cultivate enough? How can you get over it?”
"Back then, in the Law Enforcement Hall of Taihao Sword Sect, you went forward with a righteous heart, and finally succeeded. What is the reason? Because there are people who support you, but all of this is not your real strength, nor is it your true strength. Without changing the fundamentals, Mu Changge doesn't care if he is provoked and his majesty is damaged, because he has enough power to do everything he wants to do, but you can't."
"Scholars, it is enough to have a heart, and the world can do whatever it wants, but in this world, the weak are still preyed upon by the strong, and there are layers of oppression. This is an important reason why a saint is needed. A saint has a heart, and a saint is powerful. He can change all major events. His will is reason, reason, and it takes strength to carry it out."
Cen Xingyuan said a lot, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he continued: "Like these people today, they don't study, they don't understand reason, they don't care what you say, what is the truth, they just want to achieve their own goals, I In this way, with your intelligence, you should understand."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Song Zhishu's reaction, turned his head and took a step, but the Confucian righteousness in his body had already subsided.
The other school leaders also nodded to him one by one, and then did the same as Cen Xingyuan.
Everyone, almost at this time, stood up with calm eyes.
It's over, everyone knows it.
Ordinary methods cannot be solved.
It's okay, they still have a last resort, don't they?
Zheng Gongwen was the first to speak, facing the Heavenly Vault God General and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect: "Indeed, with the current strength of Confucianism, it is impossible to fight against the general trend. We do not deny this. If you insist on taking action, I will There is no way to wait."
"It's just that in this piece of heaven and earth, there is justice. This is what Confucianism has always believed in. But now, we can't achieve this justice."
"However, the sage can do it. If the sage comes out, everything will be clear."
The voice fell.
The Heavenly Vault God General and the others all frowned.
Because they didn't understand what it meant, what exactly Zheng Gongwen wanted to say.
saint?
Hasn't the saint already sat down before?
But what's the point of what the other party said?
just soon.
Everyone knows it.
At this moment, Cen Xingyuan and Zheng Gongwen looked at each other, their eyes still very calm.
Immediately, Cen Xingyuan took out a brocade box from his arms, which seemed to be nothing special.
Available after opening.
A powerful Confucian righteousness evaporated from it.
In an instant, the brilliance was brilliant, the dense breath surged, and the entire venue was illuminated.
dong dong!
dong dong!
It was the sound of a beating heart.
It resounded in everyone's ears and shook people's minds.
Not only the people at the venue, but even the ordinary people in Yongzhou City heard it at this moment.
The heart of a saint.
The heart of a saint in the true sense.
But Cen Xingyuan and the others ignored everyone's reactions and sat down cross-legged.
They closed their eyes one by one, and poured all the righteousness of Confucianism into the heart of the saint. Almost in the next moment, the power in the heart of the saint was fully activated, and thousands of rays of light bloomed, directly illuminating the entire sky.
In the glow of the sky, a figure appeared, standing in the middle of the sky, it was an old man.
But no one can see his face clearly, but in his presence, everything in the world has returned to peace.
The aura exuded by the Heavenly Vault God and the others was also completely suppressed and could not be revealed.
They looked stunned, completely unaware of what happened.
But that figure standing in the sky and the earth.
But know.
That's a saint, a recent saint.
At this moment, after the figure of the saint appeared, he looked around and didn't say anything. He just set his eyes on Song Zhishu.
He seemed to have predicted something, he took a step slowly, his figure disappeared, and he completely poured into the heart of the saint.
And the next moment.
The heart of a saint.
It soared directly into the sky and turned into endless Confucian righteousness, just like that, injected into Song Zhishu's body.
At this moment, Song Zhishu's aura began to soar. He was as dazzling as the sun, but not dazzling, as if he could accommodate all rivers and bring blessings to the people of the world.
At the same time, his realm of Confucianism, from the realm of a gentleman, has suddenly been elevated to an orthodox Confucianism!
But it's not over yet.
The incomparably strong Confucian righteousness is still gathering on him.
Song Zhishu's whole body was surrounded by light, exuding an unprecedented aura.
It is almost exactly the same as the figure of the saint, and it is inclusive of the common people and all spirits.
rumbling~
At the next moment, the majestic Confucian righteousness shook and made a thunderous roar.
At this moment, Song Zhishu's Confucian realm increased again.
Directly reached the realm of great Confucianism.
Everyone was stunned after seeing this scene and feeling the vast aura.
Because, they never thought that the final result would become like this. After the leaders of various schools of Confucianism took out the Sacred Heart, things developed to this point.
The Heavenly Vault God General and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect could not help but turn pale at this moment, because the two of them seem to realize something at this moment, that is, Confucianism, and they have used some means.
He wanted to forcibly push Song Zhishu's Confucian realm to a certain level in a short period of time.
Now, he is already a great Confucian, so if he goes up, will he be a semi-sage?
It seems to be responding to their thoughts.
The aura on Song Zhishu's body became more and more intense, and it became more and more similar to the shadow of the previous saint. It didn't overwhelm everything, but embraced everything.
Down below, those great Confucianists like Cen Xingyuan finally poured in all the Confucian righteousness that they had cultivated all their lives at this moment, Bai Fafa, the whole person has aged a lot, seems to be getting old, and his face is full of exhaustion.
But at this moment, they didn't feel depressed at all. Instead, their eyes were brighter than before, looking at Song Zhishu in the sky.
Seeing this, Gu Yun Daru and other southern school great scholars hurried up to help everyone, with a gloomy look on their faces.
Because at this moment, everyone already knew what Cen Xingyuan and the others were doing.
I also understand that these people may have come here for this in the first place.
Li Qingzhou also has a sage personality, so he can see it naturally, so when he looked at Cen Xingyuan and the others, his eyes were a little respectful. These people are here to protect Mr. Song.
Xu Changyu, Li Wangji, Chen Jingyun and others also had shocked eyes.
Especially those two disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, it was a little unexpected that the Confucianism could achieve such a level.
buzz~
And in this very moment.
All the aura on Song Zhishu's body subsided.
That bright brilliance also seemed to begin to dim, as if everything was over.
But his whole person has become different, standing in mid-air, but he doesn't have the feeling of being superior, the Confucian aura on his body keeps vibrating, as if he can accept everyone.
thump~
thump~
thump~
It seems to be the roar of heaven and earth, like a human heartbeat.
This voice sounded from Song Zhishu's body and spread to the ears of everyone in the venue.
At the same time, from near to far, it spread out of Yongzhou City, into Yunzhou, and into Qingzhou.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Emperor of Great Zhou was sitting in the main hall and was dealing with state affairs. On the memorial was written everything about Song Zhishu. He frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
thump~
But the next moment, a voice sounded, and it seemed that even his heart trembled.
Suddenly, Emperor Da Zhou raised his head, his eyes were full of doubts, but turned into incomparable shock.
That's right, even the titular co-lord of the world couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a voiceless voice: "What's going on? Why did a Confucian saint suddenly appear?"
Taihao Sword Sect, Taihao Headmaster was retreating, but when the voice sounded, he immediately opened his eyes, a little unbelievable.
Without any hesitation, he left the hall directly and looked somewhere: "The saint came from the direction of Yongzhou City?"
At this time, the elder Taishang also appeared, and looked at Headmaster Taihao.
Both saw the shock on each other's faces.
And Mu Changge.
He also stopped practicing at this moment, frowning tightly: "Yongzhou City, what's going on, is it him?"
He knew that the Confucian sage came out, but why did he come out suddenly? Also, isn't the trial of Song Zhishu in Yongzhou City going on?Could it be that a certain great Confucianism took another step to become a saint.
But he felt that it was impossible, so an unrealistic idea appeared in his mind.
Shushan Sword Sect, Qingcheng Sword Sect and so on.
Almost all of the world's most powerful headmasters, the Supreme Elders.
At this moment, everyone felt that inexplicable breath, which was from a saint.
Yongzhou City Lord's Mansion, in the venue.
Song Zhishu was surrounded by light and stood in place, as if he was getting familiar with this force.
"Zongsheng is a saint. Now Xiaoyou Song has reached the semi-saint state, which is almost the same." Zheng Gongwen said, with gratification in his eyes. Although he has paid a lot, as long as he can complete the goal, everything is enough .
This is a semi-sage, a true Confucian saint.
"No, I don't think so."
Suddenly, Cen Xingyuan opened his mouth, his eyes brightened, and he continued: "If Xiaoyou Song can master all the ways of Zongsheng, maybe he can go one step further and become a saint."
There are three stages of saints, half saints, saints, and great saints.
Except for the first holy saint, almost all the later generations were saints.
Cen Xingyuan obviously had great expectations for Song Zhishu, thinking that Song Zhishu could also become a saint like the sages.
Of course, this is just my own expectation, even if I don't achieve it in the end, it's nothing.
"Master Cen, is it worth it?"
At this time, Gu Yun Daru spoke.
The various university factions have fought and quarreled with each other for many years, and they all want to suppress each other.
It's just that at the last moment, the Southern School couldn't keep Song Zhishu. Now, other schools stood up directly at this moment, and took out the last relic of the saint, a saint's heart.
In the end, the righteousness of Confucianism cultivated in a lifetime is poured into it, and all of it is poured into it, directly recreating a saint.
In this way, the saints have it, but these people have given up what they have gained in their lives.
"It's not worth it."
Cen Xingyuan shook his head: "The situation in Beizhou is becoming more and more critical now, and the human race urgently needs a saint."
"Song Xiaoyou is talented, young, and found his way early. It would be great if he became a saint. If he becomes a saint, he may be able to do some real things in this era. Therefore, it is very important for him to live. "
Scholars have great righteousness in their hearts, especially these true great Confucians, each of whom insists on the path in their hearts.
Even if they attack each other on weekdays, it is only a difference in concept.
Now is the time to work together.
"Brother Cen, what you said may be true."
And at this moment, Zheng Gongwen spoke suddenly, and there was a little shock in his eyes.
At this moment, as the power of the sage's heart faded, Song Zhishu's body once again showed a new and stronger power. Thousands of Confucian righteousness shook out of his body and surged up to the sky.
This is not the first time he has integrated into the Sacred Heart, although last time he relied on the power of the Immortal Tower.
And it only lasted for a short while, but it has already been exposed to the power of a saint.
Now, with the powerful Confucian righteousness emerging from his body.
Song Zhishu at this time.
Integrate the power in the heart of the saint.
In it, there is Zongsheng's understanding of Confucianism and Taoism.
At the same time, there are also views on world affairs, etc., all poured into his body and mind.
This is a kind of righteousness with the world in mind, a will to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, just like the saint in the past, even before he died, he had to leave behind many means to fight against demons. He has always been sitting in the north for the sake of the world.
Even before dying, I didn't give up.
He has the strength to fight against demons, but after all, he cannot withstand the erosion of the years.
It was also because in the process, too much power was consumed before finally sitting down.
This is the saint's heart for the common people.
Never care about anything.
Song Zhishu understood, and also knew the meaning of what Cen Xingyuan said to him.
And at this moment, his already semi-sacred state once again broke through and became a Confucian saint.
Between heaven and earth.
There was a violent roar immediately.
Thousands of Confucian righteousness gathered together to completely wrap Song Zhishu.
His image has not changed, but his temperament is completely different from usual. His eyes are full of insight into the world.
And it didn't take long.
All the righteousness of Confucianism has been restrained.
No more light emerged from Song Zhishu's body, and it slowly fell to the ground.
Now, he doesn't seem to have changed in the slightest from before, but it gives people a feeling of incomprehensibility.
This.
a time.
Except for Confucian scholars.
The Heavenly Vault God General, and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect.
Even the elders of Sword Palace and the elders of Longhu Daozong all looked at each other in blank dismay.
They had seen the saint's aura just now, but now, Song Zhishu didn't seem to have that kind of aura on him, so after all, did he become a saint?
Especially the Vault of Heaven General, he couldn't help but look suspicious at this moment, he wanted to try it, but he didn't dare.
But the difference with these people is that Gu Yun Daru, and school leaders such as Cen Xingyuan.
After seeing Song Zhishu, there was no hesitation at all.
Everyone faced Song Zhishu and slightly cupped their hands: "Saint."
They lowered their heads with reverence on their faces, giving the new saint the greatest respect.
"Gentlemen, you've spoiled the students." Seeing this, Song Zhishu hurried over and gently lifted everyone up without using any strength. For him, although the current self is different from before, the things in front of him are still the same. Yes, sir.
"A master of Confucianism is a teacher, it should be." Gu Yun Daru said.
He knew that Song Zhishu was already a saint.
Not half holy.
But a saint in the true sense.
However, after Song Zhishu heard this, he shook his head with a smile: "Confucians also say that respecting teachers is important."
When Gu Yun Daru and others heard the words, they couldn't help showing a smile on their faces, and they naturally understood what the other party meant.
However, they did not continue to speak, but looked at Cen Xingyuan, Zheng Gongwen and others.
Song Zhishu slowly cupped his hands and bowed down: "Thank you, gentlemen."
He saw it.
Cen Xingyuan and other leaders of the school had made this plan long before they came.
Wanting to use the heart of a sage to help him become a sage, he finally gave up the righteousness of Confucianism that he had cultivated all his life, and even the current self cannot be recovered, because this is a kind of sacrifice, unless he becomes the most holy.
"That's not necessary." Cen Xingyuan shook his head slightly, and immediately said, "I wonder if you understand what I just said?"
He is running out of time now, and wants to know whether the other party knows those truths.
"It's clear."
Song Zhishu nodded: "It is really important to uphold the heart of justice."
"But there is something more important, that is, you have the ability to uphold justice. Only with such power can you really do something."
"So, very good." Cen Xingyuan smiled, with relief, as long as he understood, there would be nothing to say.
"Gentlemen, wait for me to settle these matters before me."
Song Zhishu's expression was calm, then he turned his head and looked at Tianqiongshen and the others: "I beheaded the third prince for the sake of justice, but you and I don't care about it, just want to seize the so-called sage man-made, so Not good, but death is not a crime."
"So today, let's cut off the realm gained from years of hard work on you."
His voice is very soft, completely without emotional ups and downs.
It seems to be just saying a very common thing.
But the voice just fell.
Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden shock.
Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable force descended, which seemed to represent the will of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Vault of God General and the elder of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect suddenly trembled, and saw that the aura on their bodies was rapidly weakening, and the mana and realm they had gained over the years disappeared immediately. directly became an ordinary person.
And those who supported them before, at this moment, have been cut off by two to three great realms.
These people, because of the artificial creation of saints, cannot distinguish right from wrong, so they should have this punishment.
And everything was just a word from Song Zhishu.
Didn't even do anything.
This is the true power of a Confucian sage, whoever says what he says, the world will follow, and what he says will follow!
"My cultivation base, my realm."
"How? How?"
"Song Zhishu, really became a saint, he actually"
Those people who had their realm cut off all looked at this scene in horror, with incomparable shock in their eyes. In a word, their cultivation level plummeted, and some people didn't understand what was going on.
But some are very clear that this is the power of a saint.
Song Zhishu.
Became a Confucian sage.
The Heavenly Vault God General and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect also looked at this scene blankly.
Because they never thought that things would develop like this.
I thought it was pretty much the plan.
but who knows
The two understand that from now on, no matter who they are, they will not be able to handle Song Zhishu.
He has become a saint and will directly change all the patterns of the world today.
The weight of the word saint.
Really too heavy!
As for the so-called saint man-made, no one cares now.
Because the saint is right in front of my eyes.
Everyone present.
They all witnessed the birth of a saint.
"Junior Sister." After doing all that, Song Zhishu didn't pay attention to the general Tianqiong and others.
At this moment, his state of mind is completely different from before, so he doesn't need to care about it. In his heart, there are more important things to do, and he must do them.
"Brother." Li Qingzhou was taken aback for a moment, but he walked out obediently.
She still can't fully believe that her senior brother has become a saint.
Because no matter how you look at it, the opponent is still the same as before, and he can't even feel any mana fluctuations on his body.
Of course, it is also very clear in his heart that this is the special feature of a saint. A saint, first of all, also has the word human.
"I'm leaving for a while, but when I come back, I will definitely give you an answer to what you said to me in Jianzong." With a faint smile on Song Zhishu's face, he gently stroked the other party's forehead The hair, the tone is very gentle.
From the very beginning, he knew Li Qingzhou's feelings for him, but he didn't answer directly at that time.
But now it's different, Song Zhishu knows how to respond, naturally follow his heart.
But before that, there is one more thing that must be done.
This is what it means to be a saint yourself.
It seems to be to overcome this crisis, but in fact there are many more, and we must shoulder the responsibilities that must be shouldered.
"I'll wait for you." Li Qingzhou seemed to realize something, and instinctively wanted to keep the person in front of him.
But I also know that the other party is now a saint and is no longer the same as before.
So in the end, just said these three words.
Song Zhishu smiled slightly.
Then he looked at Gu Yun Daru and others, and bowed again: "Gentlemen, I have to go."
When everyone heard the words, they just nodded and didn't ask, because they knew where the other party was going. Naturally, it was the chaos of demons that had never been resolved from the beginning to now. The purpose was Beizhou.
Song Zhishu took a deep breath, looked in the direction of Beizhou, and took a step slowly.
Immediately, under his feet, a stream of Confucian righteousness surged and turned into grand righteousness.
This awe-inspiring righteousness is too terrifying and too vigorous.
Directly condensed into a brilliant road leading to the horizon.
Without hesitation, he walked up directly, and disappeared in Yongzhou City Lord's Mansion with just one step.
At this moment, everyone finally knew that Song Zhishu, who had just become a sage, was preparing to deal with those human enemies.
This seems to be the fate of every Confucian saint, and it is also the first thing they do after they become holy. harsh.
It just cut off their cultivation, because this is the price they should have to bear.
"Another saint, went to Beizhou, can he succeed?"
Gu Yun Daru looked at the direction Song Zhishu was leaving, and his heart became heavy.
Because the saints of all dynasties have done the same thing, but the final result is only to make the situation better, and there is no way to completely get rid of those demons, it has always been like this.
"Saints, one after another, until now, it is already the ninth."
Cen Xingyuan thought for a while, and then said again: "Zong Sheng once said before his death that the ninth saint after him will be the most special one, and will inherit the will of the first eight saints. Song Zhishu is this one." One."
"However, his realm, after all, was pushed up by us using the heart of a sage."
When Zheng Gongwen opened his mouth, he couldn't help but frowned, thinking that in this case, could he still be the most special saint?
"But no matter what, he relied on himself after all, from a semi-saint to a saint."
Cen Xingyuan smiled and continued: "We just need to watch."
After speaking.
He couldn't help but put his eyes on Li Qingzhou.
On the other party, there is also a saintly artifact left by Zongsheng. Perhaps, the difference lies here.
And at the same time.
When Song Zhishu left Yongzhou City, he stepped on the Huanghuang Avenue built by Haoran Zhengqi.
He didn't go to Beizhou immediately, but radiated his will of a saint, covering the whole world.
soon.
Where is Yunzhou.
When an old demon was discovered, the will of the saint was swept away, and it was immediately wiped out.
Then there are Yongzhou, Qingzhou, etc. At this moment, almost every place, as long as there are monsters, Song Zhishu will use his own saintly power to completely destroy them.
That's right, these monsters are indeed difficult to destroy, at least for many monks.
But now, Song Zhishu is using the power of a saint!
This force.
Swept almost everywhere.
Until the end, all the monsters had nowhere to hide and were all killed.
At this moment, Song Zhishu also came to Beizhou.
it's here.
There is a huge Great Wall that stretches endlessly.
On the Great Wall, there is a majestic Confucian righteousness, as well as the will left by the saints of the past dynasties.
On the other side, there is an endless black aura, rushing up to nine days.
It was dark there, and there was no light to be seen.
Various roars appeared, strange and deep.
That's a monster.
Countless monsters.
Under the impact of these monsters, many parts of the Great Wall have been damaged, soaked by the power of monsters.
Below, although there are many sect disciples and some monks, they try their best to resist.
But from time to time there are still monsters rushing into it from the outside.
As previously known.
Northern Continent Demon.
At this moment, it is already in jeopardy.
But even so, there are still many monks fighting.
didn't say anything.
Song Zhishu's eyes drooped slightly, and the saint sword fetus appeared in his hand, and he poured incomparably powerful saint power into it, and then without any hesitation, facing those infinite monsters, he slashed down with his sword.
This sword represents his will, and represents his sage's will at this moment.
buzz~
The majestic sword intent gallops across hundreds of thousands of miles.
At this moment, almost everyone felt that incomparably majestic force.
They looked up and saw Song Zhishu, their eyes were full of doubts, because many people had never seen him before.
But the sword light representing the sword of the saint, everyone can feel it, it can be called the supreme power.
that's it.
The saint's sword came down.
Appeared on the towering Great Wall.
Immediately, almost all the monsters under the sword intent collapsed and disintegrated.
At the same time, under this sword, the power of the demon, which was directly above the nine heavens, was also slowly shrinking.
Countless monsters were beheaded, and the long sword spanning hundreds of thousands of miles almost instantly solved the chaos of monsters in Beizhou at this moment.
But Song Zhishu still stood on a high place, and his eyes were more solemn, because he could feel that there were many powerful existences in the deepest part of the demonic aura.
If they are not beheaded, sooner or later, the monsters will make a comeback.
this moment.
He set foot directly on Beizhou.
It is also the first time that the human race has set foot in this area on its own initiative since the last time the saint was seated.
"Saint? That's a saint!"
"Why, another saint suddenly appeared in the world, is it Zongsheng?"
"Zongsheng has already sat down, he is the new saint, the ninth!"
"The sage will come out again, and the Beizhou monsters will be put down for the time being!"
The people at the Demon Great Wall below saw this scene.
From the shock at the beginning, it turned into excitement afterwards, because they have stayed here for too long, and too many people have died, but they still can't completely block the pace of the demons, and the situation is getting worse and worse.
But at the most critical moment, a saint appeared, who could resolve all crises.
This is definitely the best result for the moment, and there is a more important point.
The new saint can at least suppress the Beizhou monsters for a while longer.
but.
When they saw Song Zhishu taking the initiative to step into the Beizhou area, they were stunned for a moment.
Take the initiative to attack, there is no sign before, and I and others have not heard any news.
Shouldn't things like this have to be planned in advance?
Why is something wrong?
of course.
Song Zhishu didn't care about their thoughts and entered Beizhou.
In this area, the power of demons is extremely powerful and terrifying, constantly evaporating.
However, those weak demons have already been dealt with by him, so there is no need to worry.
And as he continued to move forward, his face became more solemn, because he also felt that there were powerful auras in the distance, which were beginning to approach at this moment.
The majestic power of demons seems to break people's minds, and those with weaker wills can't bear it at all.
But Song Zhishu didn't feel anything about it. After all, his realm was already a saint.
Rumble!
And that is at this time.
Above the sky, there was a sudden violent roar.
In the void, streaks of black thunder and lightning continuously descended from the sky, creating boundless terror.
At the same time, in the extreme distance of Beizhou, another nine huge figures slowly appeared.
Each one is extremely powerful, releasing the power of terrifying demons.
Song Zhishu knew that those were the nine heavenly demons, more powerful and terrifying than the one that Mu Changge beheaded back then, but he didn't care about it at all. He just walked forward step by step, and a majestic Confucian righteousness surged out from under his feet , into awe-inspiring righteousness.
"The new saint of the human race?"
"It actually appeared so soon, beyond expectations."
"He is coming for us, it seems that he has to make a move."
The nine heavenly demons spoke, and the sound spread throughout the world.
They naturally know that they will not be the opponents of the saints of the human race, especially the one in front of them, who is not a semi-saint, but a real saint, but they don't care, because it must be so, and besides, they will be extinct.
As long as the ancestor demons are still there, they will still be resurrected soon.
Without saying anything, the Nine Heavenly Demons moved forward.
The majestic power of demons covers the sky and the sun, and the terror is boundless.
After seeing this scene, the human race in the Great Wall were all terrified.
Because this is also their first time seeing the nine heavenly demons coming out together, it is very scary.
However, Song Zhishu didn't care about this. The saint sword fetus in his hand exuded infinite righteousness. Facing the nine heavenly demons who were moving forward, Song Zhishu slowly raised his hand, and the powerful saint's power continued to pour into it.
clang clang ~
In an instant, the sword intent surged endlessly.
Then, without any hesitation, he cut out the sword directly.
Song Zhishu, in addition to writing Confucian saints, is also a swordsman.
buzz~
The sword light shook the world, as if it had cut through the world.
The huge figures of the nine heavenly demons trembled under the powerful sword intent.
Obviously, Song Zhishu's sword completely surpassed their imagination, and was stronger than Zongsheng. Although the holy will was not as strong as the opponent's, the killing power was even stronger. When the saint was angry, the sky was turned upside down!
Rumble!
The saint's sword came down with the extremely powerful sword intent.
The nine heavenly demons couldn't resist at all, and the power of the demons on their bodies was completely crushed.
Afterwards, like those monsters before, it began to disintegrate, and then disappeared into nothingness.
"I'm here to fight the last battle with you, so I don't need to hide anymore."
After Song Zhishu finished all that, he opened his mouth slowly and looked into the distance.
Because he knew that among the demons, there was an ancestor demon, who was the real source of terror, and if he wanted to completely solve the troubles of the demons, he needed to kill the other party, and it was precisely this purpose to come by himself.
"Very well, even your so-called Zongsheng dare not say such things."
The next moment, a majestic voice sounded, followed by a huge black figure.
It stands between the heaven and the earth, and its figure is even more majestic than the giant mountain of the prehistoric and desolate, and endless demonic aura radiates from its body.
This is the ancestor demon.
Song Zhishu knew that it was not difficult to kill the ancestor demon.
The most difficult thing is how to clear all the power of demons from this world.
This is difficult even for a saint, but why did I come here this time? What is the purpose of becoming a saint?
Without saying much, he completely integrated the saint's sword embryo with himself, and then attached the saint's will to it, and his whole person seemed to be transformed into a saint's sword.
Between heaven and earth, the previous eight saints all did almost the same thing in the end, which was to solve the problem of demons.
And after Song Zhishu became a sage, he also understood this, and this was what he had to do.
Afterwards, his figure disappeared from the world, leaving only a sword.
Loudly.
In an instant, the sword intent was transpiring.
Then it turned into a ray of light and pierced directly into the body of the ancestor demon. The will of the saint also erupted completely at this moment.
"You actually want to use your own holy way to be beheaded?" Zumo felt the danger in that sword intent, and was shocked immediately: "You have just become a saint, why do you want to do this? There are still many opportunities in the future That's right."
Zumo really panicked, because it was the first time a human saint dealt with him in such an almost self-destructive way.
Boom!
Between heaven and earth, there was a bang.
Almost everyone heard it.
Even the ancient Yun Daru in Yongzhou and so on.
They knew that after Song Zhishu became a saint, he went directly to Beizhou to solve the demon chaos, but they didn't expect that what the other party had to do was the first battle and the decisive battle.
In Beizhou, the body of the ancestor demon gradually disintegrated, and in its body, Song Zhishu turned into a sword of a saint.
Almost completely released his own power, destroying all his demon power.
only.
The ancestor demon is the ancestor demon after all.
No matter how much demon power is disintegrated, it will still be reorganized again!
"I am the first ray of negative power born in the world. As long as the living beings survive, I will not die!" Zumo felt that he would not be completely killed, and immediately spoke again.
However, Song Zhishu still ignored him and continued to release his saintly power.
Suddenly, drops of blood rained in the sky and the earth, and cries sounded.
This is the crying of the sky, a sign that a saint will only have before his fall.
"No, Song Xiaoyou, I want to completely solve the demon chaos at the cost of my life."
Gu Yun Daru, who was far away in Yongzhou City, felt it and couldn't help but change his face. He has just become a saint.
"No, Brother Song can't die." Li Qingzhou's face turned pale when he heard that. She didn't want this kind of thing to happen, and she was about to rush to Beizhou immediately.
"Son, wait a minute." But at this moment, Cen Xingyuan suddenly spoke, and continued: "Before Zong Sheng died, he once said that the means he left behind were not his own, but the eight saints before him. Yes, this will be the last resort to completely eliminate the demons."
"I understand now, since a saint can't completely kill a demon, what if he is truly a great saint?"
Next to him, Zheng Gongwen's expression changed slightly, and he said immediately, "You mean to concentrate all the sages on Song Xiaoyou and make him the most holy?"
Cen Xingyuan didn't speak, just nodded, but he didn't speak anymore.
Next to him, Li Qingzhou realized this, and couldn't help saying: "Here, can you save Brother Song?"
"Not only that, but the artificiality of the saints on them will return to the saints and will not affect themselves. Moreover, starting from you, all those who have the artificiality of the saints will feel it, but as for whether they will take out the artificiality of the saints or not?" , I don’t know about that, but I believe that since the saints chose them, there must be a reason.” Zheng Gongwen came over and said.
"it is good!"
Li Qingzhou didn't pay attention to these, and closed his eyes immediately, using his mind to move the saint's artificiality in his body.
hum!
In the next instant, a pure white light emerged from his body.
Without any hesitation, it headed straight for Beizhou.
at the same time.
In Jinzhou, a young scholar seemed to have a feeling, closed his eyes, and a saint was created.
In the countryside, a strong man was holding a hatchet, without saying much, he stopped, and a saint was created.
In Zongmen, a disciple finished retreat, sat down cross-legged, with respect on his face, and the saint was created.
In this way, the remaining eight saints all appeared in Beizhou.
They seem to run through time and space, beyond the Great Wall.
Then there was hardly any stagnation.
Entered the sword of the saint transformed by Song Zhishu.
At this moment, the heavens and the earth roared, and the crying of the sky stopped, replaced by an incomparably pure vast power.
"How is it possible for this Dacheng to be holy? In the world, the human race can produce another Dacheng to be holy?"
The ancestor demon also felt it, and couldn't help being shocked, because it knew the horror of Dacheng's holiness, but even so, it still said: "I was born with the heaven and the earth, no matter what, you can't kill me."
But soon, Song Zhishu's voice suddenly sounded: "The eight saints, from ancient times to the present, have gone through various hardships to educate the world, in order to get rid of the negative force that exists between heaven and earth, and I , will inherit the will of the sages."
As he opened his mouth, Song Zhishu also completely entered the realm of the most holy.
The saint's will released has already surpassed the past.
In an instant.
The mighty righteousness came out, completely breaking through the body of the ancestor demon full of demonic power.
The next moment, the gloomy world in Beizhou became clear, and all the demonic aura dissipated.
Everyone in the world felt it, they were extremely excited, and at the same time they were inconceivable. The monster that threatened the world for so long is really gone?
At this time, Song Zhishu also returned to his original appearance, holding the saint sword embryo in his hand.
Of course, at this moment, he is no longer a great saint.
The means just now cost too much.
The realm has temporarily reached the semi-holy, but it's nothing, as long as time is given, Song Zhishu can become a saint again, and even become the most holy.
Not much to say.
The problem of demons was completely solved, and he also chose to leave.
That's it, one year later.
Qingzhou.
An academy, the letter: Haoran Academy.
A famous scholar kept coming in and out, holding a book and watching it carefully.
There are "University", "Doctrine of the Mean", "Shangshu", "Book of Rites", "Spring and Autumn Annals" and so on.
These are the must-reads for every scholar nowadays, because it was written by the ninth sage, and it has been spread all over the world, and it is also regarded as a classic. Not only scholars, but even monks will read it seriously.
There is no other reason, the ninth saint is a dual cultivation of Taoism and Confucianism.
It's just that since the saint killed the ancestor demon and restored the clarity of the world, he disappeared without a trace.
Only through Confucianism, Haoran Academy was established, and at the same time, it wrote a step-by-step classic and passed it on to future generations.
And this time.
In a certain courtyard of Haoran Academy in Qingzhou.
Peach trees are planted here, and it is spring, and the peach blossoms are blooming, covering the ground.
A man sits upright, with a tall and straight body, reciting classics.
next to.
A woman is holding a long sword, constantly practicing, a man and a woman, one still and one moving, very harmonious.
However, at this moment, the man seemed to have a feeling, and looked in the direction where Beizhou was again: "The sky and the earth are clear, but the negative forces can never be dissipated. The only way to educate all living beings is to be a sage and the meaning of Confucianism."
"But before that, what I have to do is to suppress a force in the bud, so that future generations can be truly clear."
Song Zhishu, that is, the man smiled, and looked at the woman: "Junior Sister, can you go with me again?"
"it is good!"
The woman smiled sweetly and walked over.
A man and a woman, without much talk, walk hand in hand
season finale!
(End of this chapter)
The sound resounded over the venue.
Followed by a series of majestic Confucian righteousness.
A famous scholar appeared and walked into the venue.
Each of them looked solemn.
The pace of going out is also so firm.
The leaders are the leaders of the various schools of Confucianism, Cen Xingyuan, Zheng Gongwen and so on.
These people stood behind Song Zhishu, stood together with Gu Yun Daru and others, facing the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect, and the Heavenly God General of the Great Zhou Dynasty, without any hesitation.
Finally, the great Confucian Cen Xingyuan, who is the leader of the sect, said, "Today, with us here, no one can hurt Zhishu Song."
"And I!"
"And I!"
"And I!"
A famous Confucianist opened his mouth, and the Confucian righteousness in his body shook and turned into a bright light.
All these rays of light gathered together and stood above everyone's heads.
Their words, their actions.
It already represents the attitude.
In addition to Gu Yun Daru, all the great Confucians and leaders of all schools have arrived.
Although there are not many people, each of them has a great reputation in the world and represents Confucianism.
In the distance, the representatives of the major powers at the venue all looked solemn after seeing this scene.
They thought that dealing with Song Zhishu would cause confrontation from Confucianism. For example, the Southern Confucianism that appeared before was one of the representatives. After all, everyone knew the relationship between Southern Confucianism and Song Zhishu.
It's just that now, people from all the university schools have arrived, and judging from this attitude, it seems that they are still very firm.
It can be said that it is a confrontation with the entire Confucianism, which makes everyone hesitate.
They were originally created for the saints.
Even if Song Zhishu died after that.
The greatest share of sainthood has also been seized, but if you want to succeed in the end, you still have to rely on Confucianism.
Now, to continue to hold on is tantamount to being completely offended
"Gentlemen."
Seeing this, Song Zhishu was also surprised.
I knew Confucianism would come, but I didn't expect so many people to come.
In fact, for this matter, what he thought was that he should bear it alone, and he didn't want to involve others.
After beheading the third prince, he has been thinking like this, but the current situation seems to be unexpected.
"Don't worry Song Xiaoyou, with us here, there won't be any problems." Cen Xingyuan said with a smile on his face, like a kind elder, reassuring: "We know their purpose, and it's not just you. It's a human thing."
"The sage sits down, Confucianism is favored by heaven and earth, you are the top priority, don't have any burdens, as sir, we should do this."
After he finished speaking, he took all the great Confucian scholars one step forward and walked up to Song Zhishu.
Obviously, no matter how the latter tried to persuade them, these people still would not choose to leave.
Because before they came, they had already decided everything.
not far away.
Sky God will see this scene, his face is slightly cold.
Afterwards, he turned his attention to Zheng Gongwen, the leader of the king's faction. He really couldn't control other people, but this one was different, so he chose to speak directly: "Mr. , now, someone has beheaded the third prince, do you still want to cover it up?"
"Wang Pai Confucianism, the most loyal general, how much kindness has been given by His Majesty, and now Song Zhishu has killed his heir, is this your repayment?"
What he said was resounding, because the Confucianism of the royal school represented by Zheng Gongwen and others was indeed the case.
As a courtier of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Vault of Heaven is fully qualified to say that.
And after this speech.
Almost all eyes were on Zheng Gongwen.
Confucianism, now everyone is united in one mind, is difficult to deal with.
But as long as one person has worries and worries, things will be much easier after that.
So at this moment, their eyes are full of scrutiny.
"General Tianqiong is right. I have long remembered His Majesty's kindness to me and the care of Confucianism sent by the king."
Speaking of this, Zheng Gongwen continued: "So this time the Confucianism of the king's school, only I came, and after this time, I will ask Your Majesty to resign from the position of Taifu, and at the same time, make up for everything, how can you protect the country? , nothing but death."
One of the ideas of the Wang faction is loyalty to the emperor. Coming to protect Song Zhishu by himself has violated this idea.
But he had to do so, because Zheng Gongwen was a scholar and a disciple of Confucianism.
And when some things can't have both.
Now Zheng Gongwen chose Confucianism.
As for Zhongjun.
Also know what to do.
Hearing this, Sky God was momentarily at a loss for words.
Because the other party has already talked to this point, it is impossible for him to ask for the so-called courtiers.
Confucian scholars, all great Confucians have their own principles and bottom lines, and once they decide on something, they will not regret it, and no one can persuade them.
He knew that now Zheng Gongwen was determined and wanted to protect Song Zhishu together with other great Confucians of the school.
So I couldn't even say what I said afterwards, because if I said it, I would be refuted.
At the venue, Song Zhishu couldn't help but take a step forward after hearing it.
But at this time, Cen Xingyuan stretched out his hand to stop him, and shook his head at the same time.
Things, on the way, have been decided.
No matter what Song Zhishu wants to say at this moment, all the great Confucians will not change their minds. The reason is very simple. The other party is the hope of Confucianism in the future.
"Okay, okay, it seems that Confucianism really wants to fight against the general trend." At this time, the elder of Yinyang Xianzong spoke, with a look of unkindness in his eyes, and then said again: "If, we must Let's go, what are you going to do?"
After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and at the same time, some sects around him hesitated for a moment before following.
These have been discussed before, and in this incident, we will advance and retreat together.
When things are done, that greatest share of saintly creation can be separated.
Because the elder of Yin Yang Xianzong knows.
It is very difficult to take action against Song Zhishu.
But it doesn't matter, as long as the matter here is big enough, he doesn't believe that Confucianism can go against the general trend.
And more importantly, although there are many great Confucians present, it is hard to say if they really want to fight directly, especially now that Beizhou is infested with monsters, and internal fighting has begun among the human race. He believes that with Confucianism's overall situation , absolutely not.
Is Song Zhishu important?
important.
There is the largest portion of Saint-Artificiality.
But this saintly creation can be taken away.
Whoever owns it can become a great Confucianist in the future.
So decide.
Confucianism will never choose to fight against the general trend under such circumstances.
Vault of Heaven God General also seemed to foreshadow this point, his eyes were like knives.
Therefore, representing the Great Zhou Dynasty, he also stood up at this moment, layers of powerful aura shook out from his body, followed by forces one by one, including extremely powerful sects!
These people, like the Heavenly Vault God General, all expressed the same attitude.
That was Song Zhishu, and he had to pay something at this moment.
after all.
They are made for saints.
Now there is an excuse, even if it sucks.
But everyone doesn't care, as long as they can make trouble, especially when the situation has reached this point, for them, they can't give up no matter what.
Standing up one by one, the mana in the body continued to oscillate, and it was already connected into one piece.
It can be said that everyone's determination is very strong, and Song Zhishu is indeed famous.
But for some big forces, it is not so important.
The artificiality of the saint is the most important thing.
For another person, it's nothing at all.
Below the venue.
After Li Qingzhou, Xu Changyu, Li Wangji and others saw this scene, their hearts sank.
Because they really didn't expect that these people could do this for the sake of saints, regardless of the consequences.
No one has chosen to pursue the death of the third prince at this moment.
All the focus is on Song Zhishu.
and so.
No matter what the truth is, no one pays attention to it.
Reasonable?
Useless.
These people just don't care.
At this time, Song Zhishu also realized it.
Everyone thinks they have the greatest sage artificiality in them.
I want to seize it, and then go a step further with the current trend of Confucianism being favored by heaven and earth.
In the end, it's all about selfishness.
Thoughts so far.
Song Zhishu stepped forward, ready to say something.
But soon, Cen Xingyuan stopped him and turned around.
At the same time, the leaders of other university factions also cast their gazes at this moment, with smiles in their eyes.
Gu Yun Daru seemed to realize something, he couldn't help but frowned, and then looked at Song Zhishu.
In the end, it was Cen Xingyuan who spoke first: "You and I are not of the same school, nor are you your teacher, but today, you called me Mr., and I have studied a few years longer than you, so today I will Let me teach you a truth."
Having said that, he looked around for a week and continued: "I know that you have righteousness in your heart and do the things of a gentleman, but in fact, some things can go forward indomitably not because of the righteousness in your heart, because often along the way, There will be many difficulties, and a gentleman naturally doesn’t care about them, but what if you don’t cultivate enough? How can you get over it?”
"Back then, in the Law Enforcement Hall of Taihao Sword Sect, you went forward with a righteous heart, and finally succeeded. What is the reason? Because there are people who support you, but all of this is not your real strength, nor is it your true strength. Without changing the fundamentals, Mu Changge doesn't care if he is provoked and his majesty is damaged, because he has enough power to do everything he wants to do, but you can't."
"Scholars, it is enough to have a heart, and the world can do whatever it wants, but in this world, the weak are still preyed upon by the strong, and there are layers of oppression. This is an important reason why a saint is needed. A saint has a heart, and a saint is powerful. He can change all major events. His will is reason, reason, and it takes strength to carry it out."
Cen Xingyuan said a lot, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he continued: "Like these people today, they don't study, they don't understand reason, they don't care what you say, what is the truth, they just want to achieve their own goals, I In this way, with your intelligence, you should understand."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Song Zhishu's reaction, turned his head and took a step, but the Confucian righteousness in his body had already subsided.
The other school leaders also nodded to him one by one, and then did the same as Cen Xingyuan.
Everyone, almost at this time, stood up with calm eyes.
It's over, everyone knows it.
Ordinary methods cannot be solved.
It's okay, they still have a last resort, don't they?
Zheng Gongwen was the first to speak, facing the Heavenly Vault God General and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect: "Indeed, with the current strength of Confucianism, it is impossible to fight against the general trend. We do not deny this. If you insist on taking action, I will There is no way to wait."
"It's just that in this piece of heaven and earth, there is justice. This is what Confucianism has always believed in. But now, we can't achieve this justice."
"However, the sage can do it. If the sage comes out, everything will be clear."
The voice fell.
The Heavenly Vault God General and the others all frowned.
Because they didn't understand what it meant, what exactly Zheng Gongwen wanted to say.
saint?
Hasn't the saint already sat down before?
But what's the point of what the other party said?
just soon.
Everyone knows it.
At this moment, Cen Xingyuan and Zheng Gongwen looked at each other, their eyes still very calm.
Immediately, Cen Xingyuan took out a brocade box from his arms, which seemed to be nothing special.
Available after opening.
A powerful Confucian righteousness evaporated from it.
In an instant, the brilliance was brilliant, the dense breath surged, and the entire venue was illuminated.
dong dong!
dong dong!
It was the sound of a beating heart.
It resounded in everyone's ears and shook people's minds.
Not only the people at the venue, but even the ordinary people in Yongzhou City heard it at this moment.
The heart of a saint.
The heart of a saint in the true sense.
But Cen Xingyuan and the others ignored everyone's reactions and sat down cross-legged.
They closed their eyes one by one, and poured all the righteousness of Confucianism into the heart of the saint. Almost in the next moment, the power in the heart of the saint was fully activated, and thousands of rays of light bloomed, directly illuminating the entire sky.
In the glow of the sky, a figure appeared, standing in the middle of the sky, it was an old man.
But no one can see his face clearly, but in his presence, everything in the world has returned to peace.
The aura exuded by the Heavenly Vault God and the others was also completely suppressed and could not be revealed.
They looked stunned, completely unaware of what happened.
But that figure standing in the sky and the earth.
But know.
That's a saint, a recent saint.
At this moment, after the figure of the saint appeared, he looked around and didn't say anything. He just set his eyes on Song Zhishu.
He seemed to have predicted something, he took a step slowly, his figure disappeared, and he completely poured into the heart of the saint.
And the next moment.
The heart of a saint.
It soared directly into the sky and turned into endless Confucian righteousness, just like that, injected into Song Zhishu's body.
At this moment, Song Zhishu's aura began to soar. He was as dazzling as the sun, but not dazzling, as if he could accommodate all rivers and bring blessings to the people of the world.
At the same time, his realm of Confucianism, from the realm of a gentleman, has suddenly been elevated to an orthodox Confucianism!
But it's not over yet.
The incomparably strong Confucian righteousness is still gathering on him.
Song Zhishu's whole body was surrounded by light, exuding an unprecedented aura.
It is almost exactly the same as the figure of the saint, and it is inclusive of the common people and all spirits.
rumbling~
At the next moment, the majestic Confucian righteousness shook and made a thunderous roar.
At this moment, Song Zhishu's Confucian realm increased again.
Directly reached the realm of great Confucianism.
Everyone was stunned after seeing this scene and feeling the vast aura.
Because, they never thought that the final result would become like this. After the leaders of various schools of Confucianism took out the Sacred Heart, things developed to this point.
The Heavenly Vault God General and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect could not help but turn pale at this moment, because the two of them seem to realize something at this moment, that is, Confucianism, and they have used some means.
He wanted to forcibly push Song Zhishu's Confucian realm to a certain level in a short period of time.
Now, he is already a great Confucian, so if he goes up, will he be a semi-sage?
It seems to be responding to their thoughts.
The aura on Song Zhishu's body became more and more intense, and it became more and more similar to the shadow of the previous saint. It didn't overwhelm everything, but embraced everything.
Down below, those great Confucianists like Cen Xingyuan finally poured in all the Confucian righteousness that they had cultivated all their lives at this moment, Bai Fafa, the whole person has aged a lot, seems to be getting old, and his face is full of exhaustion.
But at this moment, they didn't feel depressed at all. Instead, their eyes were brighter than before, looking at Song Zhishu in the sky.
Seeing this, Gu Yun Daru and other southern school great scholars hurried up to help everyone, with a gloomy look on their faces.
Because at this moment, everyone already knew what Cen Xingyuan and the others were doing.
I also understand that these people may have come here for this in the first place.
Li Qingzhou also has a sage personality, so he can see it naturally, so when he looked at Cen Xingyuan and the others, his eyes were a little respectful. These people are here to protect Mr. Song.
Xu Changyu, Li Wangji, Chen Jingyun and others also had shocked eyes.
Especially those two disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, it was a little unexpected that the Confucianism could achieve such a level.
buzz~
And in this very moment.
All the aura on Song Zhishu's body subsided.
That bright brilliance also seemed to begin to dim, as if everything was over.
But his whole person has become different, standing in mid-air, but he doesn't have the feeling of being superior, the Confucian aura on his body keeps vibrating, as if he can accept everyone.
thump~
thump~
thump~
It seems to be the roar of heaven and earth, like a human heartbeat.
This voice sounded from Song Zhishu's body and spread to the ears of everyone in the venue.
At the same time, from near to far, it spread out of Yongzhou City, into Yunzhou, and into Qingzhou.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Emperor of Great Zhou was sitting in the main hall and was dealing with state affairs. On the memorial was written everything about Song Zhishu. He frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
thump~
But the next moment, a voice sounded, and it seemed that even his heart trembled.
Suddenly, Emperor Da Zhou raised his head, his eyes were full of doubts, but turned into incomparable shock.
That's right, even the titular co-lord of the world couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a voiceless voice: "What's going on? Why did a Confucian saint suddenly appear?"
Taihao Sword Sect, Taihao Headmaster was retreating, but when the voice sounded, he immediately opened his eyes, a little unbelievable.
Without any hesitation, he left the hall directly and looked somewhere: "The saint came from the direction of Yongzhou City?"
At this time, the elder Taishang also appeared, and looked at Headmaster Taihao.
Both saw the shock on each other's faces.
And Mu Changge.
He also stopped practicing at this moment, frowning tightly: "Yongzhou City, what's going on, is it him?"
He knew that the Confucian sage came out, but why did he come out suddenly? Also, isn't the trial of Song Zhishu in Yongzhou City going on?Could it be that a certain great Confucianism took another step to become a saint.
But he felt that it was impossible, so an unrealistic idea appeared in his mind.
Shushan Sword Sect, Qingcheng Sword Sect and so on.
Almost all of the world's most powerful headmasters, the Supreme Elders.
At this moment, everyone felt that inexplicable breath, which was from a saint.
Yongzhou City Lord's Mansion, in the venue.
Song Zhishu was surrounded by light and stood in place, as if he was getting familiar with this force.
"Zongsheng is a saint. Now Xiaoyou Song has reached the semi-saint state, which is almost the same." Zheng Gongwen said, with gratification in his eyes. Although he has paid a lot, as long as he can complete the goal, everything is enough .
This is a semi-sage, a true Confucian saint.
"No, I don't think so."
Suddenly, Cen Xingyuan opened his mouth, his eyes brightened, and he continued: "If Xiaoyou Song can master all the ways of Zongsheng, maybe he can go one step further and become a saint."
There are three stages of saints, half saints, saints, and great saints.
Except for the first holy saint, almost all the later generations were saints.
Cen Xingyuan obviously had great expectations for Song Zhishu, thinking that Song Zhishu could also become a saint like the sages.
Of course, this is just my own expectation, even if I don't achieve it in the end, it's nothing.
"Master Cen, is it worth it?"
At this time, Gu Yun Daru spoke.
The various university factions have fought and quarreled with each other for many years, and they all want to suppress each other.
It's just that at the last moment, the Southern School couldn't keep Song Zhishu. Now, other schools stood up directly at this moment, and took out the last relic of the saint, a saint's heart.
In the end, the righteousness of Confucianism cultivated in a lifetime is poured into it, and all of it is poured into it, directly recreating a saint.
In this way, the saints have it, but these people have given up what they have gained in their lives.
"It's not worth it."
Cen Xingyuan shook his head: "The situation in Beizhou is becoming more and more critical now, and the human race urgently needs a saint."
"Song Xiaoyou is talented, young, and found his way early. It would be great if he became a saint. If he becomes a saint, he may be able to do some real things in this era. Therefore, it is very important for him to live. "
Scholars have great righteousness in their hearts, especially these true great Confucians, each of whom insists on the path in their hearts.
Even if they attack each other on weekdays, it is only a difference in concept.
Now is the time to work together.
"Brother Cen, what you said may be true."
And at this moment, Zheng Gongwen spoke suddenly, and there was a little shock in his eyes.
At this moment, as the power of the sage's heart faded, Song Zhishu's body once again showed a new and stronger power. Thousands of Confucian righteousness shook out of his body and surged up to the sky.
This is not the first time he has integrated into the Sacred Heart, although last time he relied on the power of the Immortal Tower.
And it only lasted for a short while, but it has already been exposed to the power of a saint.
Now, with the powerful Confucian righteousness emerging from his body.
Song Zhishu at this time.
Integrate the power in the heart of the saint.
In it, there is Zongsheng's understanding of Confucianism and Taoism.
At the same time, there are also views on world affairs, etc., all poured into his body and mind.
This is a kind of righteousness with the world in mind, a will to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, just like the saint in the past, even before he died, he had to leave behind many means to fight against demons. He has always been sitting in the north for the sake of the world.
Even before dying, I didn't give up.
He has the strength to fight against demons, but after all, he cannot withstand the erosion of the years.
It was also because in the process, too much power was consumed before finally sitting down.
This is the saint's heart for the common people.
Never care about anything.
Song Zhishu understood, and also knew the meaning of what Cen Xingyuan said to him.
And at this moment, his already semi-sacred state once again broke through and became a Confucian saint.
Between heaven and earth.
There was a violent roar immediately.
Thousands of Confucian righteousness gathered together to completely wrap Song Zhishu.
His image has not changed, but his temperament is completely different from usual. His eyes are full of insight into the world.
And it didn't take long.
All the righteousness of Confucianism has been restrained.
No more light emerged from Song Zhishu's body, and it slowly fell to the ground.
Now, he doesn't seem to have changed in the slightest from before, but it gives people a feeling of incomprehensibility.
This.
a time.
Except for Confucian scholars.
The Heavenly Vault God General, and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect.
Even the elders of Sword Palace and the elders of Longhu Daozong all looked at each other in blank dismay.
They had seen the saint's aura just now, but now, Song Zhishu didn't seem to have that kind of aura on him, so after all, did he become a saint?
Especially the Vault of Heaven General, he couldn't help but look suspicious at this moment, he wanted to try it, but he didn't dare.
But the difference with these people is that Gu Yun Daru, and school leaders such as Cen Xingyuan.
After seeing Song Zhishu, there was no hesitation at all.
Everyone faced Song Zhishu and slightly cupped their hands: "Saint."
They lowered their heads with reverence on their faces, giving the new saint the greatest respect.
"Gentlemen, you've spoiled the students." Seeing this, Song Zhishu hurried over and gently lifted everyone up without using any strength. For him, although the current self is different from before, the things in front of him are still the same. Yes, sir.
"A master of Confucianism is a teacher, it should be." Gu Yun Daru said.
He knew that Song Zhishu was already a saint.
Not half holy.
But a saint in the true sense.
However, after Song Zhishu heard this, he shook his head with a smile: "Confucians also say that respecting teachers is important."
When Gu Yun Daru and others heard the words, they couldn't help showing a smile on their faces, and they naturally understood what the other party meant.
However, they did not continue to speak, but looked at Cen Xingyuan, Zheng Gongwen and others.
Song Zhishu slowly cupped his hands and bowed down: "Thank you, gentlemen."
He saw it.
Cen Xingyuan and other leaders of the school had made this plan long before they came.
Wanting to use the heart of a sage to help him become a sage, he finally gave up the righteousness of Confucianism that he had cultivated all his life, and even the current self cannot be recovered, because this is a kind of sacrifice, unless he becomes the most holy.
"That's not necessary." Cen Xingyuan shook his head slightly, and immediately said, "I wonder if you understand what I just said?"
He is running out of time now, and wants to know whether the other party knows those truths.
"It's clear."
Song Zhishu nodded: "It is really important to uphold the heart of justice."
"But there is something more important, that is, you have the ability to uphold justice. Only with such power can you really do something."
"So, very good." Cen Xingyuan smiled, with relief, as long as he understood, there would be nothing to say.
"Gentlemen, wait for me to settle these matters before me."
Song Zhishu's expression was calm, then he turned his head and looked at Tianqiongshen and the others: "I beheaded the third prince for the sake of justice, but you and I don't care about it, just want to seize the so-called sage man-made, so Not good, but death is not a crime."
"So today, let's cut off the realm gained from years of hard work on you."
His voice is very soft, completely without emotional ups and downs.
It seems to be just saying a very common thing.
But the voice just fell.
Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden shock.
Immediately afterwards, an inexplicable force descended, which seemed to represent the will of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the Heavenly Vault of God General and the elder of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect suddenly trembled, and saw that the aura on their bodies was rapidly weakening, and the mana and realm they had gained over the years disappeared immediately. directly became an ordinary person.
And those who supported them before, at this moment, have been cut off by two to three great realms.
These people, because of the artificial creation of saints, cannot distinguish right from wrong, so they should have this punishment.
And everything was just a word from Song Zhishu.
Didn't even do anything.
This is the true power of a Confucian sage, whoever says what he says, the world will follow, and what he says will follow!
"My cultivation base, my realm."
"How? How?"
"Song Zhishu, really became a saint, he actually"
Those people who had their realm cut off all looked at this scene in horror, with incomparable shock in their eyes. In a word, their cultivation level plummeted, and some people didn't understand what was going on.
But some are very clear that this is the power of a saint.
Song Zhishu.
Became a Confucian sage.
The Heavenly Vault God General and the elder of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect also looked at this scene blankly.
Because they never thought that things would develop like this.
I thought it was pretty much the plan.
but who knows
The two understand that from now on, no matter who they are, they will not be able to handle Song Zhishu.
He has become a saint and will directly change all the patterns of the world today.
The weight of the word saint.
Really too heavy!
As for the so-called saint man-made, no one cares now.
Because the saint is right in front of my eyes.
Everyone present.
They all witnessed the birth of a saint.
"Junior Sister." After doing all that, Song Zhishu didn't pay attention to the general Tianqiong and others.
At this moment, his state of mind is completely different from before, so he doesn't need to care about it. In his heart, there are more important things to do, and he must do them.
"Brother." Li Qingzhou was taken aback for a moment, but he walked out obediently.
She still can't fully believe that her senior brother has become a saint.
Because no matter how you look at it, the opponent is still the same as before, and he can't even feel any mana fluctuations on his body.
Of course, it is also very clear in his heart that this is the special feature of a saint. A saint, first of all, also has the word human.
"I'm leaving for a while, but when I come back, I will definitely give you an answer to what you said to me in Jianzong." With a faint smile on Song Zhishu's face, he gently stroked the other party's forehead The hair, the tone is very gentle.
From the very beginning, he knew Li Qingzhou's feelings for him, but he didn't answer directly at that time.
But now it's different, Song Zhishu knows how to respond, naturally follow his heart.
But before that, there is one more thing that must be done.
This is what it means to be a saint yourself.
It seems to be to overcome this crisis, but in fact there are many more, and we must shoulder the responsibilities that must be shouldered.
"I'll wait for you." Li Qingzhou seemed to realize something, and instinctively wanted to keep the person in front of him.
But I also know that the other party is now a saint and is no longer the same as before.
So in the end, just said these three words.
Song Zhishu smiled slightly.
Then he looked at Gu Yun Daru and others, and bowed again: "Gentlemen, I have to go."
When everyone heard the words, they just nodded and didn't ask, because they knew where the other party was going. Naturally, it was the chaos of demons that had never been resolved from the beginning to now. The purpose was Beizhou.
Song Zhishu took a deep breath, looked in the direction of Beizhou, and took a step slowly.
Immediately, under his feet, a stream of Confucian righteousness surged and turned into grand righteousness.
This awe-inspiring righteousness is too terrifying and too vigorous.
Directly condensed into a brilliant road leading to the horizon.
Without hesitation, he walked up directly, and disappeared in Yongzhou City Lord's Mansion with just one step.
At this moment, everyone finally knew that Song Zhishu, who had just become a sage, was preparing to deal with those human enemies.
This seems to be the fate of every Confucian saint, and it is also the first thing they do after they become holy. harsh.
It just cut off their cultivation, because this is the price they should have to bear.
"Another saint, went to Beizhou, can he succeed?"
Gu Yun Daru looked at the direction Song Zhishu was leaving, and his heart became heavy.
Because the saints of all dynasties have done the same thing, but the final result is only to make the situation better, and there is no way to completely get rid of those demons, it has always been like this.
"Saints, one after another, until now, it is already the ninth."
Cen Xingyuan thought for a while, and then said again: "Zong Sheng once said before his death that the ninth saint after him will be the most special one, and will inherit the will of the first eight saints. Song Zhishu is this one." One."
"However, his realm, after all, was pushed up by us using the heart of a sage."
When Zheng Gongwen opened his mouth, he couldn't help but frowned, thinking that in this case, could he still be the most special saint?
"But no matter what, he relied on himself after all, from a semi-saint to a saint."
Cen Xingyuan smiled and continued: "We just need to watch."
After speaking.
He couldn't help but put his eyes on Li Qingzhou.
On the other party, there is also a saintly artifact left by Zongsheng. Perhaps, the difference lies here.
And at the same time.
When Song Zhishu left Yongzhou City, he stepped on the Huanghuang Avenue built by Haoran Zhengqi.
He didn't go to Beizhou immediately, but radiated his will of a saint, covering the whole world.
soon.
Where is Yunzhou.
When an old demon was discovered, the will of the saint was swept away, and it was immediately wiped out.
Then there are Yongzhou, Qingzhou, etc. At this moment, almost every place, as long as there are monsters, Song Zhishu will use his own saintly power to completely destroy them.
That's right, these monsters are indeed difficult to destroy, at least for many monks.
But now, Song Zhishu is using the power of a saint!
This force.
Swept almost everywhere.
Until the end, all the monsters had nowhere to hide and were all killed.
At this moment, Song Zhishu also came to Beizhou.
it's here.
There is a huge Great Wall that stretches endlessly.
On the Great Wall, there is a majestic Confucian righteousness, as well as the will left by the saints of the past dynasties.
On the other side, there is an endless black aura, rushing up to nine days.
It was dark there, and there was no light to be seen.
Various roars appeared, strange and deep.
That's a monster.
Countless monsters.
Under the impact of these monsters, many parts of the Great Wall have been damaged, soaked by the power of monsters.
Below, although there are many sect disciples and some monks, they try their best to resist.
But from time to time there are still monsters rushing into it from the outside.
As previously known.
Northern Continent Demon.
At this moment, it is already in jeopardy.
But even so, there are still many monks fighting.
didn't say anything.
Song Zhishu's eyes drooped slightly, and the saint sword fetus appeared in his hand, and he poured incomparably powerful saint power into it, and then without any hesitation, facing those infinite monsters, he slashed down with his sword.
This sword represents his will, and represents his sage's will at this moment.
buzz~
The majestic sword intent gallops across hundreds of thousands of miles.
At this moment, almost everyone felt that incomparably majestic force.
They looked up and saw Song Zhishu, their eyes were full of doubts, because many people had never seen him before.
But the sword light representing the sword of the saint, everyone can feel it, it can be called the supreme power.
that's it.
The saint's sword came down.
Appeared on the towering Great Wall.
Immediately, almost all the monsters under the sword intent collapsed and disintegrated.
At the same time, under this sword, the power of the demon, which was directly above the nine heavens, was also slowly shrinking.
Countless monsters were beheaded, and the long sword spanning hundreds of thousands of miles almost instantly solved the chaos of monsters in Beizhou at this moment.
But Song Zhishu still stood on a high place, and his eyes were more solemn, because he could feel that there were many powerful existences in the deepest part of the demonic aura.
If they are not beheaded, sooner or later, the monsters will make a comeback.
this moment.
He set foot directly on Beizhou.
It is also the first time that the human race has set foot in this area on its own initiative since the last time the saint was seated.
"Saint? That's a saint!"
"Why, another saint suddenly appeared in the world, is it Zongsheng?"
"Zongsheng has already sat down, he is the new saint, the ninth!"
"The sage will come out again, and the Beizhou monsters will be put down for the time being!"
The people at the Demon Great Wall below saw this scene.
From the shock at the beginning, it turned into excitement afterwards, because they have stayed here for too long, and too many people have died, but they still can't completely block the pace of the demons, and the situation is getting worse and worse.
But at the most critical moment, a saint appeared, who could resolve all crises.
This is definitely the best result for the moment, and there is a more important point.
The new saint can at least suppress the Beizhou monsters for a while longer.
but.
When they saw Song Zhishu taking the initiative to step into the Beizhou area, they were stunned for a moment.
Take the initiative to attack, there is no sign before, and I and others have not heard any news.
Shouldn't things like this have to be planned in advance?
Why is something wrong?
of course.
Song Zhishu didn't care about their thoughts and entered Beizhou.
In this area, the power of demons is extremely powerful and terrifying, constantly evaporating.
However, those weak demons have already been dealt with by him, so there is no need to worry.
And as he continued to move forward, his face became more solemn, because he also felt that there were powerful auras in the distance, which were beginning to approach at this moment.
The majestic power of demons seems to break people's minds, and those with weaker wills can't bear it at all.
But Song Zhishu didn't feel anything about it. After all, his realm was already a saint.
Rumble!
And that is at this time.
Above the sky, there was a sudden violent roar.
In the void, streaks of black thunder and lightning continuously descended from the sky, creating boundless terror.
At the same time, in the extreme distance of Beizhou, another nine huge figures slowly appeared.
Each one is extremely powerful, releasing the power of terrifying demons.
Song Zhishu knew that those were the nine heavenly demons, more powerful and terrifying than the one that Mu Changge beheaded back then, but he didn't care about it at all. He just walked forward step by step, and a majestic Confucian righteousness surged out from under his feet , into awe-inspiring righteousness.
"The new saint of the human race?"
"It actually appeared so soon, beyond expectations."
"He is coming for us, it seems that he has to make a move."
The nine heavenly demons spoke, and the sound spread throughout the world.
They naturally know that they will not be the opponents of the saints of the human race, especially the one in front of them, who is not a semi-saint, but a real saint, but they don't care, because it must be so, and besides, they will be extinct.
As long as the ancestor demons are still there, they will still be resurrected soon.
Without saying anything, the Nine Heavenly Demons moved forward.
The majestic power of demons covers the sky and the sun, and the terror is boundless.
After seeing this scene, the human race in the Great Wall were all terrified.
Because this is also their first time seeing the nine heavenly demons coming out together, it is very scary.
However, Song Zhishu didn't care about this. The saint sword fetus in his hand exuded infinite righteousness. Facing the nine heavenly demons who were moving forward, Song Zhishu slowly raised his hand, and the powerful saint's power continued to pour into it.
clang clang ~
In an instant, the sword intent surged endlessly.
Then, without any hesitation, he cut out the sword directly.
Song Zhishu, in addition to writing Confucian saints, is also a swordsman.
buzz~
The sword light shook the world, as if it had cut through the world.
The huge figures of the nine heavenly demons trembled under the powerful sword intent.
Obviously, Song Zhishu's sword completely surpassed their imagination, and was stronger than Zongsheng. Although the holy will was not as strong as the opponent's, the killing power was even stronger. When the saint was angry, the sky was turned upside down!
Rumble!
The saint's sword came down with the extremely powerful sword intent.
The nine heavenly demons couldn't resist at all, and the power of the demons on their bodies was completely crushed.
Afterwards, like those monsters before, it began to disintegrate, and then disappeared into nothingness.
"I'm here to fight the last battle with you, so I don't need to hide anymore."
After Song Zhishu finished all that, he opened his mouth slowly and looked into the distance.
Because he knew that among the demons, there was an ancestor demon, who was the real source of terror, and if he wanted to completely solve the troubles of the demons, he needed to kill the other party, and it was precisely this purpose to come by himself.
"Very well, even your so-called Zongsheng dare not say such things."
The next moment, a majestic voice sounded, followed by a huge black figure.
It stands between the heaven and the earth, and its figure is even more majestic than the giant mountain of the prehistoric and desolate, and endless demonic aura radiates from its body.
This is the ancestor demon.
Song Zhishu knew that it was not difficult to kill the ancestor demon.
The most difficult thing is how to clear all the power of demons from this world.
This is difficult even for a saint, but why did I come here this time? What is the purpose of becoming a saint?
Without saying much, he completely integrated the saint's sword embryo with himself, and then attached the saint's will to it, and his whole person seemed to be transformed into a saint's sword.
Between heaven and earth, the previous eight saints all did almost the same thing in the end, which was to solve the problem of demons.
And after Song Zhishu became a sage, he also understood this, and this was what he had to do.
Afterwards, his figure disappeared from the world, leaving only a sword.
Loudly.
In an instant, the sword intent was transpiring.
Then it turned into a ray of light and pierced directly into the body of the ancestor demon. The will of the saint also erupted completely at this moment.
"You actually want to use your own holy way to be beheaded?" Zumo felt the danger in that sword intent, and was shocked immediately: "You have just become a saint, why do you want to do this? There are still many opportunities in the future That's right."
Zumo really panicked, because it was the first time a human saint dealt with him in such an almost self-destructive way.
Boom!
Between heaven and earth, there was a bang.
Almost everyone heard it.
Even the ancient Yun Daru in Yongzhou and so on.
They knew that after Song Zhishu became a saint, he went directly to Beizhou to solve the demon chaos, but they didn't expect that what the other party had to do was the first battle and the decisive battle.
In Beizhou, the body of the ancestor demon gradually disintegrated, and in its body, Song Zhishu turned into a sword of a saint.
Almost completely released his own power, destroying all his demon power.
only.
The ancestor demon is the ancestor demon after all.
No matter how much demon power is disintegrated, it will still be reorganized again!
"I am the first ray of negative power born in the world. As long as the living beings survive, I will not die!" Zumo felt that he would not be completely killed, and immediately spoke again.
However, Song Zhishu still ignored him and continued to release his saintly power.
Suddenly, drops of blood rained in the sky and the earth, and cries sounded.
This is the crying of the sky, a sign that a saint will only have before his fall.
"No, Song Xiaoyou, I want to completely solve the demon chaos at the cost of my life."
Gu Yun Daru, who was far away in Yongzhou City, felt it and couldn't help but change his face. He has just become a saint.
"No, Brother Song can't die." Li Qingzhou's face turned pale when he heard that. She didn't want this kind of thing to happen, and she was about to rush to Beizhou immediately.
"Son, wait a minute." But at this moment, Cen Xingyuan suddenly spoke, and continued: "Before Zong Sheng died, he once said that the means he left behind were not his own, but the eight saints before him. Yes, this will be the last resort to completely eliminate the demons."
"I understand now, since a saint can't completely kill a demon, what if he is truly a great saint?"
Next to him, Zheng Gongwen's expression changed slightly, and he said immediately, "You mean to concentrate all the sages on Song Xiaoyou and make him the most holy?"
Cen Xingyuan didn't speak, just nodded, but he didn't speak anymore.
Next to him, Li Qingzhou realized this, and couldn't help saying: "Here, can you save Brother Song?"
"Not only that, but the artificiality of the saints on them will return to the saints and will not affect themselves. Moreover, starting from you, all those who have the artificiality of the saints will feel it, but as for whether they will take out the artificiality of the saints or not?" , I don’t know about that, but I believe that since the saints chose them, there must be a reason.” Zheng Gongwen came over and said.
"it is good!"
Li Qingzhou didn't pay attention to these, and closed his eyes immediately, using his mind to move the saint's artificiality in his body.
hum!
In the next instant, a pure white light emerged from his body.
Without any hesitation, it headed straight for Beizhou.
at the same time.
In Jinzhou, a young scholar seemed to have a feeling, closed his eyes, and a saint was created.
In the countryside, a strong man was holding a hatchet, without saying much, he stopped, and a saint was created.
In Zongmen, a disciple finished retreat, sat down cross-legged, with respect on his face, and the saint was created.
In this way, the remaining eight saints all appeared in Beizhou.
They seem to run through time and space, beyond the Great Wall.
Then there was hardly any stagnation.
Entered the sword of the saint transformed by Song Zhishu.
At this moment, the heavens and the earth roared, and the crying of the sky stopped, replaced by an incomparably pure vast power.
"How is it possible for this Dacheng to be holy? In the world, the human race can produce another Dacheng to be holy?"
The ancestor demon also felt it, and couldn't help being shocked, because it knew the horror of Dacheng's holiness, but even so, it still said: "I was born with the heaven and the earth, no matter what, you can't kill me."
But soon, Song Zhishu's voice suddenly sounded: "The eight saints, from ancient times to the present, have gone through various hardships to educate the world, in order to get rid of the negative force that exists between heaven and earth, and I , will inherit the will of the sages."
As he opened his mouth, Song Zhishu also completely entered the realm of the most holy.
The saint's will released has already surpassed the past.
In an instant.
The mighty righteousness came out, completely breaking through the body of the ancestor demon full of demonic power.
The next moment, the gloomy world in Beizhou became clear, and all the demonic aura dissipated.
Everyone in the world felt it, they were extremely excited, and at the same time they were inconceivable. The monster that threatened the world for so long is really gone?
At this time, Song Zhishu also returned to his original appearance, holding the saint sword embryo in his hand.
Of course, at this moment, he is no longer a great saint.
The means just now cost too much.
The realm has temporarily reached the semi-holy, but it's nothing, as long as time is given, Song Zhishu can become a saint again, and even become the most holy.
Not much to say.
The problem of demons was completely solved, and he also chose to leave.
That's it, one year later.
Qingzhou.
An academy, the letter: Haoran Academy.
A famous scholar kept coming in and out, holding a book and watching it carefully.
There are "University", "Doctrine of the Mean", "Shangshu", "Book of Rites", "Spring and Autumn Annals" and so on.
These are the must-reads for every scholar nowadays, because it was written by the ninth sage, and it has been spread all over the world, and it is also regarded as a classic. Not only scholars, but even monks will read it seriously.
There is no other reason, the ninth saint is a dual cultivation of Taoism and Confucianism.
It's just that since the saint killed the ancestor demon and restored the clarity of the world, he disappeared without a trace.
Only through Confucianism, Haoran Academy was established, and at the same time, it wrote a step-by-step classic and passed it on to future generations.
And this time.
In a certain courtyard of Haoran Academy in Qingzhou.
Peach trees are planted here, and it is spring, and the peach blossoms are blooming, covering the ground.
A man sits upright, with a tall and straight body, reciting classics.
next to.
A woman is holding a long sword, constantly practicing, a man and a woman, one still and one moving, very harmonious.
However, at this moment, the man seemed to have a feeling, and looked in the direction where Beizhou was again: "The sky and the earth are clear, but the negative forces can never be dissipated. The only way to educate all living beings is to be a sage and the meaning of Confucianism."
"But before that, what I have to do is to suppress a force in the bud, so that future generations can be truly clear."
Song Zhishu, that is, the man smiled, and looked at the woman: "Junior Sister, can you go with me again?"
"it is good!"
The woman smiled sweetly and walked over.
A man and a woman, without much talk, walk hand in hand
season finale!
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