The wind and clouds are rising on the cloud platform.
Almost everyone's eyes fell on Feng Qingyan, either in shock, horror, astonishment, admiration, jealousy, fanaticism, or calmness...
As for the fourth form of the holy art of sitting down and discussing the Tao, that golden-armed iron horse that can swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger can kill all the evil soldiers in the billowing black mist in the blink of an eye, and is as unstoppable as destroying the dead.
Extremely terrifying!
Although this form is not as good as the third form, it will not lose to ordinary magical powers.
Who would have thought that a talented man who has not yet reached his prime could create such terrifying moves?
Many people have not yet recovered from the shock.
At this time, Feng Qingyan retracted his thoughts, looked at the Confucian Dalu and the Mohist Damo, and said: "If Youdu is no longer willing to guard the evil ghost path, I, Feng Qingyan, will guard it in the future."
At this time, no one thought Feng Qingyan was arrogant anymore.
On the contrary, it is a matter of course.
"He dares!"
A burly figure approached from far away. It was the righteous man who was chasing and killing the King of Patrols. Unfortunately, he escaped because of the King of Patrols. He landed on the cloud platform and looked at Feng Qingyan with eyes filled with relief, and then his face changed.
He said coldly: "Youdu must give an explanation to my Confucian family about this matter!"
"The wandering king actually assassinated my Confucian disciple in the temple in full view of the public. How rampant and heartless is this?" The Great Benevolent Lord also spoke, and a majestic aura burst out from his body, "The only way to cut off my path to sainthood is
If we, the Confucians, are enemies, we are enemies of the world, and we must die to apologize!"
"Yes, Youdu must give us an explanation!"
"The King of Rangers must die to apologize!"
Everyone on the cloud platform said angrily.
Filled with righteous indignation.
Feng Sanding's creation of the holy technique was an opportunity to open up the road to sainthood. At this time, King Youxun wanted to assassinate Feng Qingyan, which was obviously to cut off the road to sainthood.
His heart can be killed!
"I hope you will tell Youdu that if you no longer want to guard the evil ghost realm, then there is no need to exist." Feng Qingyan said coldly. With his current status, he is qualified to say this. As long as he becomes a saint one day.
, even Emperor Tubo, who is in the virtual danger world, may have to retreat temporarily.
"If Youdu no longer guards the Evil Ghost Path, will the gentleman really go to guard it himself?"
Someone hesitated and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The existence of Youdu is not only to guard the evil ghost realm, but also to manage the ghosts. If the ghosts remaining in the world are not dealt with in time, it may cause many disasters and have a great impact on the people.
"Yes, I will personally guard it!"
Seal Qingyan Road.
"But it is not appropriate for a gentleman to stand under a dangerous wall now. After all, he shoulders the important task of opening up the road to sainthood and the hope of the world." The man frowned and said, "Besides, the gentleman is only a literary talent now, and it will take at least ten years.
Only when you have enough time can you have the strength to guard it.”
So, who will guard it in these ten years?
"Youdu is not the only choice."
Feng Qingyan glanced at the man and said, "In addition to Youdu, there is also the Qingshan Marquis Mansion in this world."
"Qingshan Hou Mansion?"
At this time, everyone was stunned for a moment.
It seems that the Qingshan Hou Mansion has been able to exist until now because the temple is used to prevent Youdu from becoming bigger...
"The Qingshan Marquis Mansion will be very willing to guard the Evil Ghost Path."
After Feng Qingyan finished speaking, he closed his eyes and felt the breath of the holy monument.
The Holy Monument contains the laws of the Holy Path. At this time, the addition of the Holy Monument is like the addition of the Law of the Holy Path, which is of great benefit to him. Moreover, in this state, it is impossible for the Patrolling King to break through the Holy Monument, let alone
It's impossible to kill him.
"The fish is what I want; the bear's paw is also what I want. You cannot have both, for you would give up the fish and take the bear's paw. Life is also what I want; righteousness is also what I want. They are both.
You cannot have both, and those who sacrifice their lives for righteousness..."
After a while, the charming sound of reading sounded on the cloud platform.
Everyone was slightly surprised when they saw it.
"Lord of Righteousness, what is this gentleman?" A Confucian disciple asked curiously.
The righteous man shook his head and couldn't see what Feng Qingyan was doing, or maybe it was something he felt.
"To live in the widest place in the world, to establish the right position in the world, to follow the great road of the world; to achieve the ambition, and follow the people; if not to achieve the ambition, to follow his own way. Wealth and honor cannot be lascivious, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot bend. This is called a true man."
Rumble——
At this time, the sound of Feng Qingyan's reading suddenly turned into rolling thunder, as if exploding in the sky. Especially "This is what a man is called", like Huang Zhong Dalu, shocked everyone's hearts.
"Ha ha--"
Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and walked step by step outside the cloud platform.
However, every time he took a step, one of the bones in his body lit up, emitting a faint white light, as if it contained endless holy power.
One, two...
"This is?"
Someone asked doubtfully.
"A gentleman is casting literary bones." A Confucian disciple said excitedly.
"Yes, the gentleman is indeed forging literary bones." The Great Benevolent Master stroked his beard and said with a smile, "One step at a time is really amazing."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, how could this be possible?
Then, even Great Benevolent Lord, Great Righteous Lord and other great sage-level beings were a little shocked. Because when Feng Qingyan walked to the edge of the cloud platform, all the bones in his body had already been lit up.
In other words, Feng Qingyan's whole body is full of clanking bones.
This is really shocking.
Generally speaking, it is only possible for great Confucians, whose whole body is covered with literary bones.
"Haha, you are only a literary talent, but your whole body is full of literary bones." Da Shi said with an excited laugh. He is worthy of being the creator of holy art.
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.
But compared with the holy art, it seems that lighting up all the bones in the literati realm is nothing. But at this moment, Feng Qingyan was promoted to the scribe realm, and it was so smooth that there was no difficulty at all, just like ordinary people drinking water.
"Is this the realm of scholars?"
Someone on the cloud platform said in surprise.
"What does it mean to create a holy art, light up all the literary bones, and be promoted to the scribe realm?" Some people shook their heads and thought that it was just a matter of course to seal Sanding and be promoted to the scribe realm.
"But Feng Sanding opened the Wen Palace less than half a year ago."
Some people couldn't help but say.
At this time, everyone was shocked again. Yes, less than half a year after Feng Sanding opened the Wen Palace, he lit up all the literary bones, was promoted to the scribe realm, and even created a terrifying holy technique...
Is this an eternal genius?
Even the sage of Confucianism was not so amazing when he was young, nor did he make his peers despair.
At this time, Feng Qingyan was not one person who could dominate his peers in the world, but one person who could dominate everyone in the world.
Even a great sage cannot compete with him!
"Teacher, go back to the academy?"
Feng Qingyan turned to look at An Xiu.
An Xiu nodded, walked over and said, "Go back to the academy."
"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles." A huge roc bird appeared on Feng Qingyan's body, and it soared into the sky as soon as it spread its wings.
At this moment, everyone on the platform left the platform one after another.
Feng Sanding turned out to be the one who created the holy art. This news was so shocking that it instantly caused millions of waves in the world.
His reputation is so important that it dominates the world.