Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 278 After the extinction, everything becomes empty

Countless thoughts passed through Zhou Sheng's mind, and masters competed. Such hesitation was fatal.

However, he no longer cared about it.

In his heart, it was more unbelievable.

The Wen Dao corresponding to the Dao of Heaven is actually divided into two, and it can still be established.

So here comes the question, under his and Xu Mochen's feet, whose writing style is orthodox?

In such a moment of trance, Xu Mochen had already walked in front of him with steady steps.

"You..." Although there were thousands of words in Zhou Sheng's heart, he was speechless at this moment.

"What I'm following is not my own way of writing," Xu Mochen said neither happy nor sad, he tightly held the Hanguang sword in his hand, and among the various forces wrapped around the sword, a new way of writing for national fortune was added, "Dagan and I will leave in the future.

It is the literary way that belongs to the people of the world.

Zhou Shengren, this is the truth that you will never understand. "

As soon as this sentence was finished, the Wen Dao under Zhou Sheng's feet disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into pieces and falling down.

It is only a few steps away from him ascending to the sky.

However, such a small distance, such a few steps, became his eternal impossibility.

The Tianmen opened by Yunshangjie actually began to slowly close after touching the Wen Dao under Xu Mochen's feet.

That was the decision of Yunshangjie as a whole, and they rejected Xu Mochen.

Even with Zhou Sheng, he also gave up.

With the collapse of Zhou Sheng's own literary skills, all the strength supporting him began to dissipate.

Countless ink and gold characters emerged from his body, spinning up and disappearing.

"Impossible," he, who was originally as beautiful as a jewel, began to age, his face became wrinkled, and his hair gradually turned white and fell off. "I have prepared 3000 years of writing. road!"

How could it have ended like this?

Xu Mochen just looked at him calmly, and it was obvious that Zhou Sheng's Qizang God's Mansion was burning with flames.

The flame is black, the extinction kalpa once every 3000 years.

Any immortal cultivator, as long as he does not ascend, cannot escape the calamity of nirvana.

After extinction, everything becomes empty.

No longer entering the six realms of reincarnation, even the soul, cannot go to the ruins to wash, and then the chaotic sea of ​​chaos.

"Save me..." Black flames shot out from inside and outside Zhou Sheng's body, "Save me..."

Xu Mochen sighed: "What destroys you is your own way of writing.

Relying on the lasting power, the backlash after losing it, as a cultivator, you should understand this truth. "

"I'm only a little bit..." Zhou Sheng shook his head hard, the flames had already reached his neck and came out from his heavenly gate, "My goal is..."

He has lived for 3000 years, crossed the catastrophe and ascended to converge with the heavens, which he still can't reach.

Therefore, his purpose is to enter the upper cloud realm with his body, and become the supreme being who can go back and forth between the two realms.

Trying to break through the nirvana...

However... Facts have proved that the Dao of Heaven treats all immortal cultivators equally.

The failure of the action destroyed his own writing, and the Nirvana Kalpa came ahead of schedule.

Xu Mochen didn't need to do anything, he tossed himself down.

In the black flames, Zhou Sheng disappeared completely.

The heavenly ladder and literary way he created also slowly dissipated.

Xu Mochen took a breath, and he looked up at the Tianmen above.

Tianmen has not yet fully merged, and he continues to take a step forward.

His writing method also reached the gate of Tianmen. Although Yunshang Realm did not accept his writing method, Xu Mochen could use this to force his way in.

He has been to the entrance of the upper cloud world twice, once to the underworld, and once to the Buddhist cultivation world.

Behind the door this time should be the world of the Grammar School.

He has the memory of the third life, and he is not sure if he is the Tao Dao Xiaoyao Immortal.

The answer may lie behind that door.

With the power of "reverse", Xu Mochen pushed aside the last barrier of the enchantment, and with his right foot, he stepped into the world on the other side through the gate of heaven.

There was a dazzling light in front of him, and when Xu Mochen got used to it a little, a voice sounded: "Your Majesty, stay here."

Xu Mochen stopped in his tracks, just like the previous two times, this time, someone still appeared in front of him.

What he saw was a middle-aged man in Confucian clothing, with big ears hanging from his shoulders, and his hands above his knees.

"Sage Kong?" Xu Mochen recognized this person, and he suddenly felt amused, "This time you are guarding here."

"Your Majesty," Confucius said with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for being able to forge a new way of writing."

Xu Mochen didn't advance or retreat: "I'm afraid it is different from your Wen Dao, the Wen Fa School of Yunshang Realm rejected it.

Do you also think that this kind of writing is not suitable for big work? "

"It's not up to us whether it's suitable or not," Kong Shengren smiled, "Your Majesty's writing method, which takes from all the people and returns to all the people, is the result of the choice of the young masters, and it is the most suitable."

Xu Mochen saluted slightly: "Thank you sage for your guidance.

In addition, I would like to ask for advice, the saint is here, probably for the so-called covenant of ten generations.

So, am I just..."

Confucius returned the salute: "Your Majesty is too polite, I dare not give advice.

Now I can only tell His Majesty, but we don't know. "

Xu Mochen was stunned, he didn't expect such an answer.

For a long time, he thought that these gods from the blue star must know Tu Dao Xiaoyao Xian and the answer.

But now the people in front of him tell themselves that they don't know either.

This is how the same thing?

"Everyone in the world is a pawn," said Kong Shengren in a calm tone, "In this game, there is not only him, but also Your Majesty and us.

As long as this game of chess is not played to the end, no one knows the final result.

I don't know where the problem is.

If you say this, His Majesty can accept it or not. "

Xu Mochen was relieved, and he saluted again: "Thank you sir for answering your questions, I have been taught."

They were all in the chess game, so Xu Mochen felt that he should give full play to his role as a chess piece.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xu Mochen took back the right foot that had crossed the threshold: "If you talk about Yunshangjie, I will pay a serious visit one day."

Confucius returned the gift: "At that time, we will definitely invite Your Majesty to come.

It's a pity that the tenth covenant between me and Your Majesty has come to an end. I look forward to the end of the chess game here and the time to meet again. "

Xu Mochen smiled: "That's for sure."

The gate of heaven closed slowly, blocking the sight of the two.

Afterwards, the vision in the sky disappeared and turned into the original blue sky and white clouds.

Xu Mochen dissipated his magical powers, stepped on the sword, and slowly flew down.

He can already be sure that he is not the Tao Dao Xiaoyao Xian of the tenth life.

However, he can also symbolize the tenth Dao Xiaoyaoxian.

He has seen gods like Meng Po, Ran Deng, and Confucius.

All three left a sentence: The covenant of ten generations has been completed.

In other words, he may be equivalent to Tu Dao Xiaoyao Xian, or something like that.

The real Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal should be hiding somewhere in this world right now, controlling everything secretly.

In this game of Reversi, one person holds black and the other holds white.

Xu Mochen knew clearly that the one holding the black chess was Tu Dao Xiaoyaoxian.

As for who was playing against him, Xu Mochen didn't know yet.

(End of this chapter)