The position of Xusheng is as heavy as ten thousand stones, like a whole world.
At this moment, he was pressing on Feng Qingyan's body, crushing all the bones in his body, breaking his muscles, blood gushing out crazily, and even Wen Gong was about to collapse.
But he had to bear it.
He had already sensed that what was pressing down on him was the position of the Void Saint.
"ah--"
Feng Qingyan roared from his throat, bearing the weight of the world in pain.
But the weight of the world is far beyond his imagination, and he simply cannot bear it. Should he give up?
How willing he was.
Even if it means death, you must endure it.
Feng Qingyan gritted his teeth tightly and endured the pain without any intention of giving up. Even if he gave up now, it was too late. The bones were broken and the palace was broken...
You are nothing but a loser.
It's better to fight tooth and nail and ascend to the position of Virtual Saint.
However, the pressure on him became heavier and heavier, making the whole world pale.
The importance of this holy position is the responsibility of the saint.
At this time, more and more people were looking up at the sky, vaguely sensing the existence of the Xusheng, and feeling the weight of the Xusheng, like a world.
This made many people look pale.
"This this……"
On Twenty-Seven Books Mountain, many old doctors looked at the sky absentmindedly, and said with tears: "This is the weight of the world, how can I, a young gentleman, bear it?"
"I am willing to share the weight of the world for you, the gentleman."
An old doctor shouted.
"What is the most important thing in the world?"
On the mountain of books, many students asked curiously, wondering why these old doctors were looking up at the sky in despair, as if they were mourning for their heirs.
"The gentleman is bearing the weight of the position of Xusheng."
Someone sighed and explained.
"What?"
On Twenty-Seven Books Mountain, many students were shocked.
"How can a gentleman bear this?" A student said in confusion, "Why is the position of the virtual saint so heavy? Is it like the position of a saint?"
"The saints will not come out, and the false saints will be the only one."
"this……"
Many people suddenly discovered that sanctification was not as beautiful as they imagined.
In the Eighty-One Academy, countless students were worried about him, but some students seemed to be relieved.
"A gentleman cannot bear the weight of the world."
Someone shook his head and said.
At this time, almost the entire world was worried, fearing that Feng Qingyan wouldn't be able to bear it, but many people were laughing, and some even looked like they were laughing.
"Although he is a virtual saint, how can it be so easy to become a saint?" Someone snorted coldly, "If you want to ascend to the throne of saints, you must bear its weight. If you cannot bear it, you will die."
"It's a pity."
Someone feels sorry
At Burial Mountain Academy.
At this time, almost everyone knew that the gentleman was bearing the weight of the Xusheng position, and countless people were worried about him, even the people of Bo City were worried.
"You must bear it."
On the streets of Baicheng, people prayed for Feng Qingyan.
However, the students, teachers, and instructions in the academy all had solemn faces and anxious eyes, but they could not do anything for the gentleman.
"Great Edict, is the position of this virtual saint really as important as the entire world?" Zhou Chang frowned tightly and said, "Can...can you afford it?"
The great priest sighed and shook his head.
With Feng Qingyan's current state, it is simply impossible to bear it, unless a miracle occurs. The weight of the position of Xusheng is far beyond the imagination of the people in the world, and even the terrifying existences such as the Great Benevolent Master have not thought of it.
"ah--"
A hoarse roar came from the courtyard.
Everyone could feel the exhaustion, pain, unwillingness, and despair in the roar.
Feng Sanding really can't bear the weight of a world.
This is a result known to everyone in the world.
However, there are still many people waiting for a miracle, hoping that Feng Sanding can withstand it. After all, it is a miracle for Feng Sanding to create a holy art in the literary realm...
Unfortunately, a long time passed and the miracle did not appear.
"Why?"
On Twenty-Seven Books Mountain, someone yelled unwillingly.
"Is there really no hope?"
An old doctor murmured, already in tears, and shouted to the sky: "Heaven is jealous of talents, God is jealous of talents, my young gentleman, you must bear it..."
In the Eighty-one Academy, there were countless students who were in despair, as if they had lost their souls, and they had no energy at all.
Even the teachings are not much better.
Could it be that the Xusheng who was to be born in our Confucian school died just like this?
This makes countless people unwilling.
It has caused pain to countless people.
Countless old Confucian scholars are crying.
At this time, the Mohists, Legalists, military strategists, doctors, etc. all looked up to the sky helplessly, not expecting that Xusheng was about to be born and would die young.
"It's really the most ridiculous thing in the world to ruin a saint with just one honorific title!"
Some people laughed at themselves.
"Is God also going to cut off my path to sainthood?"
There are still people who are unwilling to ask the sky, is it impossible to become a saint in the world?
Why is this happening?
At this time, it seemed that the eyes of the whole world were falling on Feng Qingyan, paying close attention to his every move. Especially the Confucian disciples, it seemed that all the disciples were holding their breath and did not even dare to blink.
boom--
Many sacred temples of Confucianism suddenly trembled.
Everyone saw a white auspicious cloud slowly floating up into the sky.
"Xiangyun?"
At this time, many people were confused. Why did an auspicious cloud suddenly rise from the temple?
The Xusheng Capital is about to die, how can the world be auspicious?
"What does the auspicious clouds rising over the holy temple mean?"
Many students were confused and asked about the teachings.
The priests all shook their heads, and they didn't know why the auspicious clouds suddenly rose up in the holy temple. However, the rising of auspicious clouds meant that there was auspiciousness near the holy temple...
However, Xu Sheng's death should be a great tragedy for the world.
The sky is raining blood and the earth is sad!
Could it be?
Many people's hearts suddenly shook. Could it be that the auspicious clouds indicate that the gentleman will soon bear the weight of the virtual saint?
But after a while.
Everyone saw that there was more than one auspicious cloud in the sky.
But there are countless flowers.
The auspicious clouds seem to start from the holy temple on the Confucian holy mountain, and then line up towards the north, finally ending at the Burial Mountain Academy.
An auspicious cloud also rose from the holy temple of Burial Mountain Academy.
"What does it mean?"
Everyone was at a loss and shocked. Even the existence at the level of Daren Lord could not understand. Because, nothing like this had ever happened in the past...
Every Confucian holy temple has an auspicious cloud rising.
The auspicious clouds lined up in the sky and headed north.
At this time, not only the Confucian disciples saw the auspicious clouds, but almost everyone in the world could see the auspicious clouds. They were all stunned by the astonishing phenomenon in the sky.
"What does it mean when these auspicious clouds line up in a row?"
Someone asked in astonishment after being shocked.
"Have you noticed that these auspicious clouds lined up in a row look like a road?" Someone looked at it and said in surprise. The more they looked, the more they looked like a road.
"Hey, it really looks like it."
"A road of auspicious clouds? Even if a saint travels, it is nothing more than this." Someone said in shock, and then seemed to think of something, and his whole body became excited, "Is there a saint about to be born?"
"A saint is born?"
"How is this possible? Didn't the saint go into seclusion? It can't be that the saint was born."
"If a saint is not born, what is the meaning of the road of auspicious clouds?"
At this time, the whole world was shocked by the long road of auspicious clouds. They were curious about why the road of auspicious clouds appeared?