Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008

“Speaking of this, above the sage realm is Wangzhao, right, then above the Wangzhao realm?” Vegett said, “Bodhi didn’t want to tell us at the time, do you know it now?”

“At the peak of the Avenue of Saints, the water overflows when it is full, like dreams and not dreams, wandering in chaos, Wangzhao chaos and sacred, reverse genetics. This is the essence of Wangzhao.”

Son Goku said: “Wang Zhao Dzogchen, has the ability to materialize the inner universe into magic weapons and weapons. It is indestructible, and the power of a universe is incomparable in the wave of the hand. This is the real god.”

“Wait, God?” Vegett waved his hand and said, “What concept of God?”

Not to mention that in this era, even in the last era, the concept of God was not unique.

Before Pangu opened up the world, there was an innate demon god.

After Pangu opened up the world, there was a god of heaven.

Later, the Conferred God List appeared, and there was the Heaven Conferred God.

In the future, there will be faith in gods, incense gods and so on.

This is not a simple god system, but a different god race.

That’s why Vegeta wondered which kind of true God this so-called true god belongs to.

“The true gods have nothing to do with our gods.” Son Goku said: “This is the name derived from chaos, but any existence that can materialize the inner universe is a true god.”

“Speaking of which, is it too exaggerated to materialize a universe?” Vegett murmured: “I can’t imagine how powerful a weapon would be after materializing our universe.”

“So being in one corner is no good.” Son Goku said: “Now that there is no limitation of the way of heaven, it is the golden age of our rapid promotion. When our cultivation reaches a certain level, we will be able to see a wider world. ”

Beiji nodded, and said, “What is the realm of the true gods? What kind of realm is it?”

“I asked, and the teacher said he didn’t know either.” Son Goku shook his head and said, “Because with his power, the highest is only the existence of the true gods, in the chaos.”

Vegett raised his head and drank the alcohol in the altar, and said, “I see, it’s getting late, let’s go back.”

In the morning of the next day, just after the dawn, tens of billions of Confucian scholars gathered on the mountain of books. According to the realm of cultivation, the lower the literary status, the higher the place where the scholars stand.

Groups of talents even submerged the mountain that had expanded countless times.

On the top of the mountain of books, there is a jade in the center.

Vegett sat on the jade stone and said: “Everyone, you must listen to my instructions. Otherwise, you people will baptize me together, even if I have a holy body, I can’t bear it.”

“Yes!” Countless people chuckled, and tens of billions of scholars and students spoke together.

The White Bone Jing said loudly: “First of all, the 100,000 talents of the first echelon. Although you have gone through at least ten years of hard study, the wisdom and golden light you possess in your body is not as great as the great scholars can absorb in a day.”

“So we take 100,000 people as a unit, and collectively send me cultural spirit and golden light. Considering that everyone’s situation is different, everyone should stop this behavior immediately if they feel that their body is abnormal.”

“Yes!” The 100,000 scholars of the first echelon responded in unison.

“Start!”

Hundreds of thousands of Confucian scholars moved, and the mighty literary spirit poured on Vegett like a downpour.

A little bit of wisdom golden light gathered into a river and surrounded him.

Inside Veget’s palace, the silver moon suddenly radiated dazzling brilliance.

A huge suction radiated from it, and the atmosphere and golden light of the outside world seemed to have found their belongings, using his body as a bridge to instill it crazily.

Absorbing the literary spirit and golden light, the Yinyue sprinkled its brilliance on Jurenwenxing.

As a result, Juren Wenxing quickly transformed, the inside became more filled, and his breath became stronger.

The literary spirit and golden light released by the 100,000 scholars of the first echelon directly pushed Vegett’s literary status to the peak.

The 300,000 talents of the second echelon condensed the same Jinshi Wenxing for him.

Millions of talents in the third echelon made him a small achievement in the same Jinshi realm.

One hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, one million, three million…

With the passage of time, billions of scholars have instilled more or less of their wisdom and culture to Veget.

Tong Jinshi, Jinshi, Tanhua, No. 2 in the rankings, No. 1 scholar… Wen stars are generated in other Wen Palace.

Calculated according to this progress, tens of billions of scholars can definitely push him to the peak of the sage.

However, when he was promoted from the state of champion to the state of scholar, the sky suddenly changed.

The sky was surging with wind and clouds, and the sky was dim before long, and huge black clouds condensed out of thin air.

“Heavenly Tribulation!” A worried expression flashed in Confucius’ eyes: “Is it going against the sky in the end…”

“Beget, the students on the mountain of books can’t stop this thunder.” Confucius said solemnly.

Vegett clenched his teeth, his eyes flashed almost crazy.

Except for the fastest return to the peak with the help of billions of scholars, the rest of the roads are too slow and tortuous.

Vegett can’t wait that long, so even if the sky doesn’t allow him, he will go against the sky.

“All thunder punishments, I will bear it alone!” Vegett said in a deep voice.

“boom!”

At some point, an extremely rare black thunder flew out of the clouds, like a spatula light, slashing towards Vegett’s body.

“What kind of thunder is that, I feel that even if it is me, it is difficult to follow it.” Mencius muttered with shock on his face.

“Beget, you better don’t do anything, otherwise, one day, I will break this heaven for you!” Son Goku’s eyes became blood-red, and he was full of evil spirits.

No one knows the power contained in the thunder better than Vegett, who faces the black thunder.

Knowing that his power can’t stop it at all, he shouted: “All Confucian scholars, release your literary power.”

What is the situation of tens of billions of Confucian scholars jointly releasing cultural spirit?

The vast literary spirit is no longer gas, but viscous like a semi-solid, flooding the entire sea of ​​books.

All monks below the realm of saints are almost unable to move in this kind of power.

The moon in the Vegetation Palace is shining, it is like a center console, mobilizing this vast cultural energy, forming an aegis, rows of counterattacks, straight into the sky, and greet the black thunder. .

“boom!”

The strength of the black thunder was beyond his imagination. A thunder thunder directly smashed millions of Wenqi Aegis and came to his head.

The sacred beam of light enveloped Vegett, but the black thunder pierced it without much effort and slashed on top of his head.

Vegett’s head almost shattered, and his body resembled porcelain, cracking deep cracks, blood gurgling.

“Beget!” Son Goku’s gaze changed and he was about to rush forward.

“The Great Sage!” Confucius quickly grabbed his wrist and said: “Faced with this kind of thunder, even if you pass, you won’t be able to save him, but it will distract him. If you are really good for him, don’t save him. Be impulsive!”*