The Righteous Lord curled up with his slightly trembling body, his expression ferocious and painful, resisting the corrosion of the strange aura. And thick black mist surged from his body, turning into various terrifying evil spirits, crawling out with teeth and claws...
But everyone in front of the bed was helpless, and they were helpless in the face of the strange aura.
When Feng Qingyan coldly asked where the three major leaders were, a holy writing brush bursting with dazzling white light flew towards him, and instantly floated on the body of the Great Lord.
Sizzling——
The holy light of the holy pen fell, and the black mist on the body of the Righteous Lord screamed.
As if a blazing flame was burning, the strange black mist had to retreat into the body of Dayi, but the holy white light flowed into Dayi's body like moonlight.
At this time, everyone couldn't help but feel happy when they saw it. They didn't expect that the legendary holy pen was so terrifying.
Holy pen.
It is the first in the world and is a sacred cultural treasure.
It is said that the holy pen is a pen used by the most sacred Confucianists. It was later blessed by several Confucian saints. It is not comparable to ordinary holy cultural treasures.
The holy pen is unpretentious, even a little crude.
It's just an ordinary piece of small bamboo and a handful of ordinary rabbit hair, without any sense of beauty...
Feng Qingyan had already heard about the Confucian holy pen, but this was the first time he saw it. He was a little surprised to see that the first pen in the world was so crude.
But he felt a magical aura.
It seems that the holy pen is alive.
At this time, the holy pen suddenly moved and quickly wrote two white words.
get rid of--
The white word "Expulsion" immediately enlarged and submerged into the body of the Righteous Lord.
When the word "expulsion" submerged into the main body of Dayi, everyone saw a strong and strange black mist overflowing from the main body of Dayi, and then was quickly purified by the holy light.
With just a cup of tea, the strange aura in Dayi's body was completely driven away.
"It is indeed the first pen in the world!" A great sage exclaimed, never expecting that the Confucian holy pen is so terrifying and can also expel strange auras.
When everyone nodded, they discovered that a strange black mist appeared inside the main body of Dayi.
"How is this going?"
"No, the strange aura has not been completely eliminated..."
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at the Righteous Master with some horror. They didn't expect that the strange aura was so difficult to deal with.
"get rid of!"
The holy pen wrote again, and the two words disappeared into the main body of the meaning.
However, everyone clearly saw that the strange aura in the main body of Dayi had been completely driven away by the holy pen. Why did it appear again after a while?
"not good!"
"It's not that the strange aura has not been driven away, but the soul..."
At this time, everyone quickly realized that they did not expect that even the Holy Pen could not expel the strange aura from their souls.
"What should I do?"
A great Confucian scholar asked with great anxiety.
"Even the Holy Pen can't drive it away, so what can we do?"
A great sage shook his head. Although the great righteous master was a Confucian, he still felt a little regretful at this time and said: "Unless the saint comes in person..."
Although everyone in the back hall, except for Feng Qingyan, is a great sage and a great Confucian, they are powerless against the strange aura that corrodes the souls opposite.
At this time, many people's eyes fell on Feng Qingyan.
Nowadays, the only way to be considered a saint is to be canonized, but canonization has already exhausted the holy power, and the Righteous One cannot wait any longer.
Could it be that a generation of King Wen was going to die like this?
Everyone felt a little sad.
Enough great sages have died in the past two days...
"Only the leader can use the power of the holy pen..."
Zuo Shaozai frowned and said.
Unfortunately, the leader was not there, and he and the other two leaders were missing, leaving everyone puzzled.
Is there anything in this world that is bigger than a pavilion thousands of miles away?
At this time, all the great sages frowned, wondering why the three leaders suddenly disappeared.
"get rid of!"
The Holy Pen wrote for the third time, once again expelling the strange aura from the body of the Righteous Lord.
However, if the strange aura in the soul is not expelled, the strange aura will appear in the body again and again...
"town!"
After a while, the holy pen wrote the word "zhen".
When the word "zhen" was submerged into the head of the righteous master, it seemed that the strange atmosphere was really suppressed, and everyone saw hope.
But not long after, the strange smell appeared again.
"Or not……"
A great sage sighed.
"Does the righteous Lord really want to..."
The great Confucian scholar said with some sadness.
When the holy pen wrote the third word "town", it suddenly flew in front of Feng Qingyan, leaving Feng Qingyan stunned for a moment.
When everyone saw it, they were stunned for a moment?
What does holy pen mean?
Since ancient times, the holy pen can only be used by the leader, and others cannot use it at all. Of course, unless you are a saint...
But strictly speaking, Feng Qingyan is not a saint.
But it can barely count as half.
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and then took the holy pen. He immediately felt the majestic holy energy in the holy pen, but he also found that the holy pen seemed to consume a lot of holy energy.
After all, the Holy Pen has existed for more than two thousand years.
Moreover, he also discovered that to truly exert the power of the Holy Pen, it needs to be driven by Holy Power.
At this moment, a ray of holy power happened to appear in Tawen Palace.
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but feel happy, and stepped forward with the holy pen, pondering over what words to write. He only had a ray of holy power now, and could barely write a word...
And everyone's eyes fell on Feng Qingyan.
At this time, Zuo Shaozai and the Confucian scholar seemed a little surprised. They did not expect that the Holy Pen would take the initiative to seek out the saint. Could the Holy Pen be driven by the Holy Pen?
This made them happy, and they suddenly started to look forward to it.
"town!"
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and then wrote the word "town".
A ray of holy power in the literary palace immediately drove the majestic literary energy in the holy pen. The word "zhen", which contained a holy atmosphere and mysterious power, seemed to be transformed into a mountain and submerged in the mind of the Great Lord.
Rumble——
The righteous mind seemed to be violently shaken.
The word "Suppression" immediately suppresses the strange aura in the soul. Although it cannot be driven away, it is suppressed, making the strange aura temporarily unable to move and unable to continue to corrode.
The strange aura in the body of the Righteous Lord did not appear again after being purified by the holy light.
After a while, the Righteous Master slowly opened his eyes and regained his consciousness.
"Great righteousness."
"Brother Meng."
"Your Majesty."
Everyone was pleasantly surprised.
"Qingyan, thank you."
The Righteous Lord tried his best to keep his eyes open but could not speak.
It seems that he did not expect that he could still save his life...
"Master, you're welcome."
Feng Qingyan squatted down and said: "The weird aura in Master's soul has been suppressed by the holy pen. As long as Qingyan accumulates some holy power, it can be completely driven away."
The Righteous Lord nodded upon hearing this, looking a little sad.
After all, thirty great sages entered the Netherworld, and now he was the only one left alive...