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Chapter 198: Ten Thousand Books Worship

On the auspicious clouds.

The chubby little unicorn suddenly disappeared.

When everyone was confused, they found that the auspicious clouds in the sky were quickly dispersing and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"How is this going?"

There are urgent instructions from the academy, which may be an ominous omen.

Everyone else's expressions changed. Why did the auspiciousness suddenly disappear? At this time, everyone's hearts twitched. Does the disappearance of auspiciousness mean that...

Gentleman failed to become Xusheng?

Many people's faces turned pale again and they did not dare to look at Jiaziyuan.

"Is it going to fail in the end?"

The old teacher asked blankly, unable to accept it in his heart.

At this time, Xiaopang appeared in Feng Qingyan's study. After looking around, he looked around Feng Qingyan anxiously, looking worried.

"Ouch——"

Little Qilin roared at Feng Qingyan.

It's a pity that Feng Qingyan didn't see, hear or feel the presence of Xiaopang at this time.

This made Xiaopang very sad.

The whole world was pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.

All the bones in his body were broken, his muscles were about to turn into meat, and even his soul was under tremendous pressure, which almost caused his will to collapse.

But his soul is different from ordinary people.

If it were anyone else, not only the body could not bear it, but also the soul would not be able to bear it and would collapse in an instant.

How strong Feng Qingyan's will is, how strong his soul is.

At this time, it is entirely supported by will.

He could no longer feel the pain of his body, or even the existence of his body. Only his unyielding will still persisted.

Struggling to support.

At this time, Little Fatty roared a few more times, then stretched out his tongue and licked Feng Qingyan, leaving a layer of crystal clear "Jin Jin Jade Liquid".

But in the blink of an eye, "Jinjin Yuye" merged into Feng Qingyan's body.

Whether it is muscles or bones, they are being repaired rapidly. The repair speed is as terrifying as bones and flesh.

However, the chubby little boy who was originally very solid and real-looking became increasingly weak.

As if transparent.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Qingyan felt the presence of his body and the tremendous pain of his body, and his will gradually recovered.

"ah--"

He stood up suddenly and roared to the sky.

At this time, he felt that he was full of strength, as if he had returned to his peak state, which made him slightly surprised. However, the weight of the world as the Void Saint still weighed on him, and he could not allow him to think too much.

He smiled bitterly.

This is just starting the pain and collapse all over again.

Even if he returns to his peak condition, he still cannot bear the weight of the world.

When he was curious about why he suddenly recovered, he saw an almost transparent little unicorn roaring feebly at him.

"It's you?"

Feng Qingyan was stunned.

Although the little Qilin was always obscured by auspicious clouds during the entrance ceremony, he was still seen by him in the end.

Therefore, he recognized the little unicorn in front of him at a glance as the unicorn of that day.

It's just that it has become virtual and transparent.

"Ouch——"

Little Qilin still roared feebly.

"Thanks."

Seal Qingyan Road.

At this time, he was a little confused as to whether the little unicorn in front of him was real or just a vision.

He "looked up" at the sky, with deep reluctance in his eyes.

"I was the lord of the underworld in my previous life, in charge of the reincarnation of the heavens, but I can't bear the weight of the world?" Feng Qingyan was filled with deep anger in his unwillingness, and a cold and arrogant aura burst out, seeming to make heaven and earth slightly shake.

Shake it.

His will is now as powerful as the heavens.

Then the soul becomes as powerful as the heavens.

A strange darkness suddenly appeared behind him, and a mysterious stone door appeared in the darkness, which was the ghost door brought from his previous life.

At this time, the ghost gate seems to penetrate the heaven and earth.

It withstood the weight of the world for Feng Qingyan, making Feng Qingyan relax instantly and not even feel the slightest pressure.

This made him stunned.

He slowly raised his hands and looked at it. There was really no pressure on his body. The ghost door behind him was holding it up for him.

"Why didn't I think of that?"

He murmured numbly.

If little Qilin hadn't saved his life, he would probably be dead now.

While he was rejoicing, he also became a little confused, why didn't the ghost gate behind him appear before?

At this time, little Qilin was pleasantly surprised and looked at Feng Qingyan with surprise.

It seemed that he didn't understand. It was clear that he couldn't bear it just now, but in the blink of an eye, he felt like there was no pressure on him.

Is this my credit?

The more Xiao Qilin thought about it, the more likely it was, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

"Ouch——"

Xiaopang suddenly had the strength to look up to the sky and roar, looking very proud of himself.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan seemed to have touched an extremely mysterious power, causing holy light to burst out from his body that penetrated the heaven and earth.

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

At this time, Confucian books all over the world suddenly emitted bursts of crisp music, like the sound of gold and jade vibrations.

“Words resonate!”

The first thing that came to mind was the instruction from Burial Mountain Academy.

In the blink of an eye, the entire academy was shaken, and both the teachers and the students were extremely excited.

"Wen Qi is like a cloud!"

Someone raised his head and saw the turbulent Wen Qi gathering in the sky.

In an instant, it turned into a huge auspicious cloud, and dropped bursts of sweet holy sounds, making people feel as if they had taken an elixir, and their whole body felt extremely comfortable.

"Thunder Holy Sound!"

There was another edict and he shouted excitedly.

At this time, the huge auspicious cloud seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth, making the academy's teachings excited again.

"Qi reaches the sky!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw words flying out of the book, dancing in the air like little people.

“Words dance!”

Some people couldn't help shouting.

At this time, big red brocade flowers sprouted between heaven and earth, with Burial Mountain Academy as the center, almost filling the entire world.

The bright red brocade flowers exude a refreshing fragrance.

Smell it and feel refreshed.

The academy's teachings were very excited when they saw it.

When everyone in the world saw it, they were all shocked and seemed a little unbelievable.

"This is impossible!"

"How can Feng Sanding be able to bear the weight of a world-famous building?"

Countless people cannot believe that Feng Qingyan can withstand the position of a virtual saint who is the most important person in the world. How is this possible? Even if there are auspicious clouds in the sky and a unicorn comes into the world, it cannot change the fact that he is the most important person in the world.

How could Feng Qingyan afford it?

"Flowers bloom in heaven and earth! Haha——"

The academy's professor shouted loudly, trembling with excitement.

"When a saint is born, flowers bloom in heaven and earth! When a saint is born, flowers bloom in heaven and earth——"

The old teacher was so excited that he danced, shouted and jumped. At this time, he could not hide his inner excitement.

But in the blink of an eye, the sky and the ground were covered with big red brocade flowers.

The fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

The holy light soars into the sky, the words resonate, the literary energy is like clouds, the thundering holy voice penetrates the sky, the words dance, and flowers bloom in the heaven and earth!

The world was shocked.

This is someone becoming a saint.

As for who it is, I cannot say much.

Confucian poetry and articles emitted a crisp sound like gold and jade, like a sweet holy sound, and words flew out and danced one by one. The literary spirit like auspicious clouds penetrated the heaven and earth, and the awakening and deafening holy sound descended like thunder.

The sky and the earth are filled with big red brocade flowers.

At this time, everyone in the world was shocked by the astonishing vision in front of them, and their hearts felt like millions of waves. Someone really became a saint...

Even though he is just a virtual saint.

But he is also holy.

Under the thundering holy sound, the literary palaces of the students of Burial Mountain Academy trembled, making their literary palaces more consolidated. And under the superposition of various visions of saints, the students of Burial Mountain Academy obtained benefits that made everyone in the world jealous...



Although wherever visions are born, everyone in the world can receive more or less blessings.

But it cannot be compared with Burial Mountain Academy.

"There's still one last step left!"

At this time, someone said, I don’t know whether it was expectation or worry.

"There's still one last step left."

"There's still one last step left..."

It seems that the entire world is waiting for the last step.

Whoosh——

In the blink of an eye, countless books flew up, flying into the sky one by one and suspended.

The sky is filled with books, and it looks like a vast ocean at a glance.

They are worshiping towards the north.

Wan Shu worships!




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