Saint of the Confucian way

In front of the light curtain of the temples, one and a half saints stood up slowly with their mouths open and their heads up.

Then all the great scholars saw a scene that shocked them.

Zongsheng moved, Zongsheng's literary world moved, all the stars moved, and even the distant sun moved!

Zongsheng and his literary circles began to revolve around Fangyun!

All the stars nearby also began to rotate around Fang Yun!

More than ten nearby solar systems also slowly change their orbits around the square movement.

Zong Sheng moves to lead the stars, and Fang Yun moves to lead Zong Sheng.

Zongsheng leads the stars to move the heavens!

After staying for a long time, they suddenly woke up and hurried to look at the stars behind Fang Yun.

It's not a new star, it's the literary world!

It's not the land of the literary world, it's the stars of the literary world!

A literary star with a diameter of 30000 Li.

The literary world of Zongsheng is not as big as the land above.

What shocked everyone was not the eight brilliant suns on Fang Yun's literary world, not the strange wheel of heaven, but the projection of Wenqu star.

Also, there are endless liquid music stars in the literary world.

The whole literary world was immersed in the sea water formed by the starlight of Wenqu.

Terran children often laugh at another child with one sentence. Is it your family to be a Wenqu star?

Now, Wenqu star is a bit like Fang Yun's family!

As soon as the great Confucians saw the semi Saint stand up, they didn't dare to stand up and stood up slowly.

There are some great Confucians whose legs are shaking.

What kind of literary world is this!

The Terran literary world is not like this!

Is this Wenbao? But I haven't heard of the sky curtain of the literary world and the sun of talent on the surface of Wenbao. The key is that the bright courage is shining.

Suddenly, the curtain of the literary world of Zong moju shook violently, and then there was a slight crack!

In the literary world of Zong moju, countless people in the literary world suddenly burned!

Once the semi holy way is contaminated by external forces and the holy way is impure, the people in the literary world will die, because the people in the literary world are the products of the holy way.

Now, Zong moju's holy way is all right, but the people in the literary world suddenly die, which means that there are external holy way forces entering the holy literary world, resulting in the impure holy way in the literary world.

They are hundreds of miles apart!

Zong moju's face flashed all kinds of complex expressions. Finally, he bit his teeth and took back his literary world!

The great Confucian silently looked at this scene. The literary war was compared with the literary world. It was not taken out to see, but to collide with the literary world! As a result, before the collision, the literary circles of one side began to disintegrate. How can we collide? Hit it with your life?

Sudden star of the literary world ended collision of the literary world that did not happen.

"Hoo..." Fang Yun breathed out a long breath and said, "well, I don't know how ugly it will be if I really can't release the literary world.

Fang Yun turned to look at his literary world with a smile. This is the first time he has spared no effort to release the literary world.

Now Fang Yun realized that the reason why he couldn't release it just now was not only that the literary world was too big and heavy, but also because of the obstruction of space.

Because this literary world is too powerful, it can only exist in the void, and the space can't bear it!

Suddenly, Wang Jinglong said, "no, Fang Sheng, please put away your literary world!"

Fang Yun was stunned, his mind moved, and immediately understood what was going on. The literary world disappeared into the void.

The semi saints breathed a long sigh of relief.

The great Confucians stood still and did not know what had happened.

Wang Jinglong sighed and said, "although Fang Sheng moved to a very far place, his literary world has begun to attract all the stars in the distance, including our sun."

The great scholars silently looked up at the sun above.

When was the human semi holy so terrible?

Zhang poyue asked tentatively, "no matter how big the literary world of Fang Sheng is, it is only several times larger than that of Zongsheng. Why is the gap so large?"

Wang Jinglong was not angry and said, "you can't read more books every day because you know you're talking coquettish on the billboard? It has nothing to do with the size of the literary world. It's the power and holy way contained in it! If the literary world collides with the literary world like Zongsheng, how many can it collide with Fang Sheng?"

"At least one thousand... No, at least ten thousand."

"So why do you think the gap is so big?"

"Yes." Zhang poyue smiled.

The great Confucians nodded gently. Wang Jinglong's example was very accurate. Then they secretly looked at the incarnation of Zong moju.

Zong moju's Avatar kept his eyes closed, seemed to be meditating, and didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two people at all.

Zu Chongzhi sighed, "the ability of Fang Shengzhi is omniscient. I'm afraid this literary world is far superior to all saints. It may not have been like this before Kong Shengsheng fell."

"Yes, this is just a new literary world. If it is to be decades later, the power provided by this literary world for Fang Sheng can be called terror."

"However, why should there be so many creatures and people in his literary world in just a few years? Even if the legend is true, he didn't have the literary world until he was canonized. The time has passed very short."

"Did... He get together the four legendary gods?"

The saints were stunned, the source of heaven and earth, the Jiuji Tianzhu, the mother liquor of Tianyuan and the spring of all living beings. These can't even get together with Kong Sheng, let alone before canonization.

"Incredible!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Amazing!"

The semi saints lamented one after another.

Wang Jinglong said, "Fang Sheng's literary world is amazing. Even if it hasn't been fully displayed, it can't be spread out. I'll be a villain. Everything else can be said, but the details of the literary world can't be leaked."

Wang Jinglong said that, with a wave of his hand, the holy power surged, forming a silent semi holy power, blocking all the great scholars present so that they can talk about today's affairs, but they can't specifically spread the vision of the Yunwen world.

"Fang Shengsan won all three wars, and the holy Dao Wen war is over."

"The two saints seem to be still talking."

The crowd looked at the light curtain.

Fang Yun threw a fist and said, "accept."

Zong Sheng flashed a touch of bitterness on his face and said, "your growth can't be measured by common sense."

"It's a little luck," Fang Yun said.

"One or two times is luck, and many times must not depend on luck. I lost this holy Dao literary war." Zong moju said.

Fang Yun nodded lightly, said nothing and was ready to leave.

"I'm convinced, but I don't accept it." Zong moju flashed a helpless color on his face.

Fang Yun looked at Zong moju and suddenly realized that Zong moju rarely claimed to be an old man continuously before, but today, Zong moju seems to feel really old. Fang Yun understands that Zong moju is convinced that it is his own reason to recognize that he has failed, but it is emotionally difficult to accept, Zong family, Qingguo people and miscellaneous families.

Zong moju is not a person's Zong moju.

At this moment, Fang Yun was helpless.

The first two battles of Shengdao literary war were inevitable, so Fang Yun fought normally. In the third game, Fang Yun hesitated to give Zongsheng a face, but he didn't expect that he had just released the literary world, which triggered such a big vision, almost involving Shengyuan stars so far away, resulting in zongmoju's own recognition.

Fang Yun thought, since Zong Sheng said he was convinced, he was not struggling, but wanted to get back some face. Would you like to give him this face?

"I want to... Compare another war without literary merit." Zong moju said.