When Zhou Weixin's words fell, the aura of heaven and earth fell like heavy rain, spreading over the entire Zhongzhou land.
In just a few breaths...
Where the monstrous aura fell, countless black smoke rose up, and within a few breaths, the entire Zhongzhou was completely shaken!
Countless roars came from Zhongzhou.
It's like thousands of demons roaring.
Along with those roaring sounds, people continued to fly into the void on the land of Zhongzhou, turning into ferocious monsters, looking up at the mountain of books.
He looked at the old Confucian man above the book.
this moment……
Zhongzhou was completely shaken.
Whether they were practicing warriors or ordinary people, they all raised their heads and looked at the entire void.
They saw countless evil monsters flying across the sky, like a group of demons dancing wildly. They covered the sky, roared indiscriminately, and the black energy was like a sea, as if they were about to destroy the entire Zhongzhou.
And in the sky above the dark clouds, there is a mountain of books that shines like the sun.
Within thousands of miles of Shushan, ancient words are flying, and every word seems to have the power of calming the sea.
Countless powerful men hiding in Zhongzhou came forward and looked at the countless evil monsters in the void, as well as at Zhou Weixin, and their faces became heavy.
Even shocked.
In the Great Leiyin Temple, Lin Huang also looked at the scene in front of him.
At this moment, the old bat man from before was already flying towards Zhou Weixin, hovering in the void like his kind...
However, the old bat man, who was previously so powerful and invincible in front of everyone, was inconspicuous among the thousands of evil monsters.
"This is... Zhou Weixin?"
Lin Huang murmured to himself, his eyes filled with shock.
He never expected that an old scholar would have such terrifying power. A single thought would arouse overwhelming anger, and a mountain of books would force out evil monsters hiding in the vast land of Zhongzhou.
"This is the true power of Confucianism!"
Qin Xuance sighed with a look on his face and a look of respect in his eyes, "It's a pity that there are not many scholars and students in the world anymore. The entire inheritance of literature and Tao has been almost cut off in the eternal night of two thousand years!"
Outside Hanhai City.
The middle-aged man in white clothes and another old man sitting at the foot of the city wall drinking wine also raised their heads at this moment and looked into the void.
"...Zhou Weixin! I didn't expect he was still alive!"
Ye Canglan knocked on the table with her hands, a look of sigh on her face.
"It turns out... that rumor was true, Zhou Weixin walked into the Great Thunder Sound Temple!"
Li Taixuan smiled silently.
"It's a pity that Confucianism and Taoism in this world have declined!"
Ye Canglan shook his head.
Li Taixuan lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, "Confucian aura is awe-inspiring. It can identify the demons in the world and see through the evil monsters hidden under the skin of the human race!"
"So, the Eternal Night Era of two thousand years was the most glorious era for Confucianism as a whole. It was also the most tragic era for Confucianism as a whole!"
"Except for the ruins of the Haoran Academy, the seventy-two Confucian temples and palaces three thousand years ago have all been lost in the long river of history!"
Listening to Li Taixuan's words, Ye Canglan sighed, "If Zhou Weixin could have walked out of the Great Leiyin Temple three thousand years ago, perhaps the Heaven-defying Wenxiang would not have died so heroically. Thirty thousand of the top students in Cangqiong Continent would not have died so heroically."
Die so generously!"
"Who is Zhou Weixin?"
Li Chunfeng asked coldly.
Li Taixuan glared, then looked into the void, frowned slightly, and shouted angrily: "Calm down!"
In the void, Lin Cangxue and Ye Wushuang, who were affected by Zhou Weixin's monstrous mountain of books, immediately withdrew their gaze and continued the unfinished battle just now.
At this moment, the two of them were already injured and bloody, but their eyes were still boiling with fighting spirit, as if they were determined to fight to the death!
"say hi?"
Ye Canglan turned around and asked Li Taixuan.
"Then say hello!"
Li Taixuan nodded, and as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body was like a rainbow, flying into the void.
"Sword cultivator Li Taixuan, I have met Mr. Zhou Ge!"
Between heaven and earth, a sound like the dragon's roar from the Nine Heavens rang out.
"Sword cultivator Ye Canglan has met Mr. Zhou Ge!"
Before the two of them finished speaking, dozens of rainbows appeared one after another on the entire land of Zhongzhou.
"The Xuantian Divine Clan Emperor Spiritual Lord has met Mr. Zhou Ge!"
"Forsaken God...Nice to meet you!"
"Yang Tianfeng of the Xuanwu God Realm has met Mr. Zhou Ge!"
"Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, Emperor Ying, has met Mr. Zhou Ge!"
"Li Shasheng is here. It's a pleasure to meet Mr. Zhou Ge!"
"Liu Qingcang of Dongtian Divine Sect has met Mr. Zhou Ge!"
…
Between the heaven and the earth, thunderous sounds came and went.
As a sound falls, a rainbow will sweep into the void, and a person will appear.
And everyone is the Holy Emperor of this world.
Suddenly, dozens of divine emperors appeared in the entire vast Zhongzhou.
And Zhou Weixin, who was at the top of the Book Mountain, looked at the dozens of Holy Emperors coming from all directions to support him, and bowed one by one! Then his laughter spread thousands of miles...
"It seems there is still hope for me in Zhongzhou!"
Zhou Weixin rolled up her sleeves and looked at the thousands of evil monsters below, and then said: "I haven't recited the Confucian holy scriptures for many years, and I am deeply grateful. I won't bother you to take action, you should help me out!
"
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Weixin moved across the void, like clouds in the sky...
"The king of Ming sweeps Liuhe, what a majestic sight a tiger looks at!"
With the sound of Zhou Weixin's voice, hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry holding long swords and riding dragon colts suddenly emerged from the rolling mountain of books.
The iron cavalry flowed across the heaven and earth, sweeping the void like a roaring tide in the vast sea, heading towards the thousands of evil monsters.
"Strike the floating clouds with your sword, and all the princes will come to the west!"
In the mountain of books, an extremely ancient mountain suddenly appeared.
The mountain is ten thousand feet high, majestic and majestic, standing straight up to the sky.
On the top of the mountain, there was a peerless emperor, with his back to the common people, overlooking the world for eternity. At the moment when the emperor waved his hand and drew his sword, an imperial seal stretching thousands of miles across was shot from the sky, suppressing the eight wastelands.
…
At this moment, everything in Zhongzhou was silent.
Even those Holy Emperors standing in the void have incredible looks in their eyes. Such a magnificent scene and awe-inspiring aura are too shocking.
It turns out... the legendary Confucian words and Dharma are so true and so powerful.
In just two sentences, Zhou Weixin moved out from the mountain of books a hundred thousand soldiers and horses condensed by the overwhelming aura, and restored from the mountain of books the scene of the ancient emperor paying homage and overlooking the eternity.
Such a holy emperor is too terrifying.
And the evil monsters that were howling and flying in the void became frightened when faced with the suppression of a hundred thousand soldiers and the monstrous seal.
That overwhelming aura seems to be their nemesis.
The ancient emperor seemed to be the existence they feared.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a hundred thousand soldiers and horses swept across the void, and the emperor's seal covered the heaven and earth, causing the number of evil monsters in the void to decrease by one-third.
Above the sky and the earth, Zhou Weixin walked with his hands behind his hands. He looked at the tens of thousands of evil monsters below that began to gather because of fear and began to form formations because of anger. He smiled softly:
"The heaven and the earth have their usual functions, the sun and the moon have their constant brightness, the four seasons have their constant order, and the ghosts and gods have their constant spirits..."