Dao Fruit

"Go!"

With an order, Wu Meng took the lead!

Behind him, countless people who looked like Confucian scholars, but were imagining swords, soldiers, chariots, and various mechanical devices, also moved!

"Huh?" The soldiers and horses that were dispatched from the foot of the mountain discovered the enemy at the first time, "This group of people actually lurked in a long time ago, and did not intercept the cage, but came directly to attack the sacred mountain!" The leading god general was very surprised, but not afraid.

"But they came here to seek death!"

Kill!

Almost at the same time as this thought fell, another round of shouting and killing came from the sacred mountain, and then many gods and spirits also came out to kill and opened the gate of the sacred mountain!

"What's going on?" The god general who led the troops finally changed color.

"For today's general attack, we started many days ago. The camouflage and infection methods derived from the way of knowing and doing, even if it is a god, once it is captured, there is no chance of survival." Sun Xun was still standing on the mountain, and did not rush down with Wu Meng and others, but from his angle, he could see figures all over the mountain, like a tide, rolling down from the mountain and rushing towards the sacred mountain!

"We are not qualified to explore the reason why the gods appeared in Shilin, but we can still break through one of their cores. After all, there are many such sacred mountains in the entire Shilin world, which means that the power of the gods is still scattered." As Sun Xun spoke, he turned and walked down from the top of the mountain.

As he walked, a faint halo slowly lingered on his body, and the surrounding space was faintly distorted, revealing a colorful scene, as if it was twisted into a big hole, running through Shilin.

"It seems that the method I created to open the internal and external channels with the way of knowing and doing is relatively stable. Now we will start to lay out the plan. Once we break through the sacred mountain, we can leave immediately and return to our bodies."

On the other side, Meng Sanyi was still standing on the peak, his eyes sweeping over the mountains and the ground, as if recording something. Hearing Sun Xun's words, he slowly turned around and said, "Your plan can find out the truth. But it may not be able to save people. Brother Li and his men have a 50% chance of not coming back."

Sun Xun shook his head and said, "If we go to save people directly, it will be 100%, and we will have to sacrifice ourselves. Sometimes, the way of knowing and doing is to clarify the cause and effect, know the gains and losses, success and failure, and aim at the target."

While the two were talking. There was already a melee at the foot of the mountain, with both sides fighting. The god was suppressed by the power of the Shilin and could not reverse the situation for a while. It was a battle that was difficult to resolve.

"Besides," Sun Xun suddenly said while watching the fierce battle at the foot of the mountain, "many of the people who gathered here this time did not come to save people, but because they found that we have gathered strength. It is precisely because of the strength that we will be noticed and more people will join in, thus making the power even greater. The expansion of Shenmen is a very dangerous thing for all the forces in the Shilin, threatening their future inheritance, so they want to attack Shenmen, but not just to save people."

At the foot of the mountain, amid the shouting and killing, people have already fallen one after another.

This scene fell into Sun Xun's eyes one after another, reflected in his eyes, and also penetrated his mind.

"Sacrifice one's life for justice, how precious is life. Even if there is a hell, but the memory is gone, it is almost no longer the original person, so life is only once for a person. They are now sacrificing their lives, not for strangers, but to leave such a paradise for future Confucian scholars, so that they can bathe in the inheritance of past saints."

As Sun Xun spoke, he visualized, and the distortion around him became clearer and clearer, gradually forming a portal, which is the road to the outside world, allowing the soul to pass through here and return to the physical body.

This kind of return is not a fixed road. The souls of Confucian scholars from different continents will enter it and arrive at different places according to the location of their physical bodies.

However, it is not easy to open up a road like this. When Qiu Yan was in Shilin, he wanted to return, but he still relied on Tang Qing's help to reach the portal that connects Donghua and Shilin.

But now, Qiu Yan's students can open it with his doctrine, but it has also been prepared for a long time, and a lot of things have been collected in Shilin as a medium.

After gradually stabilizing the gate, Sun Xun continued: "To save Brother Li and the others, we must rely on the power of these people, otherwise it will be difficult for us to achieve it alone. The purpose of these people is to dispel the haze that will cover the scholars. For example, the sacred mountain is originally a mountain of books. It was eroded by the sacred way and turned into a sacred mountain stronghold. If it is left alone, the entire scholars may deteriorate. Therefore, we can only try to coordinate their goals with ours. This is why we have the current method of Wei Wei to save Zhao." Meng Sanyi was silent for a moment, nodded, and then said: "Your understanding of the way of knowing and doing is different from mine, but it is not necessarily wrong. The teacher often said that we should be inclusive. After returning, you and I should communicate well. The current priority is to save people and level the mountain." As he spoke, he looked at the battlefield again, frowned slightly, and said: "But even if you have calculated a lot, judging from the current situation, it is not easy to overthrow this sacred mountain."

"Of course," Sun Xun was not surprised by his question, "This is because most of the people who took action this time are just Confucian scholars with a condensed literary heart. Their level is considered high in various tribes and continents, but when they are put together here There is still not enough to see in the Shilin of all parties. Even the three of us are only at this level. As for the gods, even if part of their power has been suppressed by the Shilin, if they are really mobilized, they are still not as good as me and the others. Those who can compete, the current balance of power is just an illusion, and it is the result of the opponent's lack of preparation at the beginning of the chaos. "

Meng Sanyi frowned and said, "In that case, what are your next plans? I remember that you have already played out all the cards in your hand."

"Yes, my trump card has been revealed," Sun Xun said calmly, "However, besides this, there is still some power that can be borrowed."

"External forces?" Meng Sanyi shook his head, "But how many great scholars you sent to contact the forest? However, those few people are now also besieged by Shinto, and they can only barely protect themselves. I'm afraid they won't be able to support them. But if it weren't for these few The Confucian scholar has attracted the top power of Shinto, and we have no chance to initiate today's action! However, I am still worried that there are still third-level or even higher-level gods hidden in this sacred mountain..."

As if in response to those words, what are you afraid of, what are you coming for? Before Meng Sanyi could finish his words, the sacred mountain on the other side suddenly shook, and then a man jumped out of the mountain, wrapped in silver cloth, with his hands Holding a square-shaped painted halberd, when it came out, the mountain shook on the spot. With a flick of his arm, the blade drew a cold light. With a sweep, it left a deep mark on the ground, and even more The souls of countless Confucian scholars were annihilated!

But Wu Meng and others were not afraid. They imagined many Mohist creations and still rushed forward. Everyone's will gathered together and twisted into a majestic atmosphere!

Even the silver cloth god, forced by this awe-inspiring aura, couldn't help but hesitate when he swung the Fang Tian Painted Halberd.

"This is the worst case scenario!" Meng Sanyi suddenly looked solemn, "Facing such an opponent, we have no chance of winning, so we can only retreat quickly. Fortunately, you have opened a passage, and we can move out from here. , if only one of them is alive, that's all." After saying this, he moved his feet and headed to the battlefield. "These people are here because of us. In this critical moment, we should take the back seat."

Although he was young, he got started first, so Sun Xun also wanted to call him senior brother. Now that he said this, Sun Xun did not refute, but followed him, but said: "The situation seems to be bad, but in fact it is Good thing, this god must be sitting here. The gods of this level should be the final god like Jing Shixing. The god of Jing Shixing has been captured by the teacher with the mothership many times. The ones here are It is difficult to capture the spirit without a teacher present, but if it comes out of the mountain now, it will be like inducing the tiger to leave the mountain. "

"Oh?" While walking, Meng Sanyi was stunned for a moment, "Could this be part of your plan?"

Sun Xun was neither sure nor said much. He just said: "This mountain is originally related to Shinto, so it was occupied by those gods and transformed rapidly. The entanglement of cause and effect in it can be used. Let's see below. That kid Wu Meng, can you seize the opportunity and call out?"

As soon as he said this, Meng Sanyi immediately paid attention. He turned his eyes, looked for Wu Meng's figure in the crowd, and quickly locked onto it.

Wu Meng is not difficult to find, because he is always at the forefront, like a peerless warrior. At this time, facing the sharp edge of the silver silk god, he still barely flinches and moves forward despite the cold light, but it is not really a head-on confrontation. Instead, he followed the gap between the sword light and moved around, gradually approaching the sacred mountain.

"This distance should be close. According to the sour scholar, this place is enough to attract the people inside." After the thought fell, Wu Meng narrowly escaped a ray of cold light, followed by a volley, and was actually lifted off the ground. Get up, reach into your arms, and throw it forward!

The silver god had been paying attention to Wu Meng for a long time. When he saw any movement, he immediately waved his halberd, and a cold light flashed across. In the blink of an eye, he split the thrown object in half and let each fall.

This is a piece of paper!

However, there are also some words written on the paper, and the mysterious artistic conception is faintly revealed in the words. With the cold light of the Shinto, the charm is stimulated!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Words full of flesh and blood and vigorous writing flew out quickly, and turned around in the air, forming a strong humanistic atmosphere. Even the silver and silk gods could not stop the ripples that burst out. The ripples rippled, spread around, and affected the sacred mountain!

There are also cracks on the sacred mountain, which are penetrated by these ripples, going deeper and deeper...

In the deepest part, there is actually a strange starry sky hidden, and a will is roaming freely in it. At this time, it is suddenly awakened by the ripples!

"Huh? Who has realized that it goes deeper than Bei?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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