Both the Confucian and Mohist leaders frowned and thought deeply. If they were saints from the ghost tribe, they would not be able to give it a try.
Maybe it can really seal the emperor's heart.
In an era when saints do not appear and there is no better way to seal the Emperor's Heart, the Emperor's Heart is destined to destroy the world again.
It's just a matter of time.
Therefore, even if there is a slight chance, you will not miss it.
"If he is a saint from the ghost tribe, will he become the second ghost emperor?" The old man from the Mo Sect was stunned and said, "Isn't this tantamount to sealing the emperor's heart in a person from the ghost tribe?"
"Since you are a saint from the ghost tribe, you are a member of my holy path."
Confucianism teaches the Tao.
"That makes sense."
The old man of the Mo Sect nodded, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was not feasible and said: "However, if the ghost saint can really seal the emperor's heart, why don't the saints create a ghost saint? It is impossible for the saints not to think about it.
There is this method, but since the saints have not implemented it, I am afraid..."
After the old man from Mojiao finished speaking, he shook his head.
"This is just a stopgap measure."
Dignified middle-aged humanity.
"This is indeed an expedient measure." The Confucian leader nodded and said: "Suppression by the Holy Heaven is naturally better than sealing the Holy Body. It's not that the saints have not thought about it, but that the saints have better choices, and we have no choice.
You have to choose."
"Although it is a temporary measure, where can we find a saint from the ghost tribe?"
The old man of the Mo Sect smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was the biggest problem. He looked at the two people and said, "If a saint from the ghost tribe was born, I don't know how many saints there would be in our holy way. Why would there be a need for a saint from the ghost tribe to seal it? A saint from my holy way can do it."
I personally suppressed it.”
At this time, the dignified middle-aged man was a little stunned.
Although the saints of the ghost tribe may be able to seal the emperor's heart, there are no saints of the ghost tribe in the world. Tu Yang, who has been controlling the Qingshan Hou Mansion, is an old ghost who has lived for countless years and is one of the ghost tribes they know.
Human beings can also be regarded as beings at the level of great sages.
But he is just a great sage.
If he could become a saint, he would have become a saint long ago. Why wait until now to become a great sage? Moreover, by the time the ghost saint came to the world, the emperor's heart would have already corrupted the holy heaven, and the human world would have been destroyed.
"That's something I overlooked."
The dignified middle-aged man said, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Actually, the ghost tribe does have a saint."
The Confucian leader hesitated and said.
"who?"
Both the two major leaders of Mo and Fa became confused.
"This is impossible."
The old man from the Mo Sect frowned, then looked at the majestic middle-aged man and said, "If there is a saint in the ghost tribe, will we not know about it? Will the world not know about it?"
"It's not that you don't know, it's that you ignored it."
Confucianism teaches the Tao.
At this time, the old man of Mojiao was stunned for a moment and then said: "Emperor Tu Bo?"
"No!"
The majestic middle-aged man immediately refused and said: "Emperor Tubo has ulterior motives. Letting him seal the emperor's heart will definitely not be good for the world, let alone our holy way. If Emperor Tubo seals the emperor's heart, my holy way may never be restored."
There is no day to turn around..."
"But, is there any way?"
The old man from the Mohist Sect sighed. Although he also wanted to refuse, Emperor Tubo was the only one left in front of him who could seal the emperor's heart.
If there were other choices, who would choose Tu Bo Di?
Also, if Emperor Tu Bo is not allowed to seal the Emperor's Heart, the whole world will be ruined.
Although Emperor Tu Bo may become the second Ghost Emperor after sealing the Emperor's Heart, at least he will not be controlled by the Emperor's Heart and become an evil ghost-like existence.
At least people in the world have a chance to survive.
Although the majestic middle-aged man wanted to say something, he finally sighed and said nothing more.
"Emperor Tubot is the last choice."
Confucianism teaches the Tao.
"That's all."
Mo taught the old man the way.
…
Deep in the sky around the world.
Feng Qingyan stood quietly in the sky, more than half an hour had passed.
"Am I unable to enter the Holy Heaven even with my status as a virtual saint?" Feng Qingyan couldn't help but show some pain on his face, looking quite helpless.
This is an outcome he did not expect.
"It shouldn't be."
Feng Qingyan frowned and looked up at the Holy Sky.
At this time, he read "Wen" again, and white words floated in the sky one by one, and then disappeared into his body.
Boom——
In the ninth heaven of the Holy Path, a tremor was heard again.
This made the three major leaders of Confucianism, Mohism, and Dharma come back to their senses from the discussion and look up at the Holy Heaven again. They could not see the ninth level of the Holy Heaven, so they could not speculate on what the trembling of the Emperor's heart meant.
Is it good or bad?
But the results are probably mostly bad.
"The seventh beat."
Dignified middle-aged humanity.
"How long can the Holy Sky last?"
Mo taught the old man the way.
"It's hard to say."
The Confucian leader shook his head and said: "It is most likely that the saint can see clearly, but he cannot enter the holy heaven..."
"It's been almost an hour."
Dignified middle-aged humanity.
This means that the three of them have been waiting for almost an hour.
Since the Holy Heaven has not been sensed for an hour, it almost means that Xu Sheng cannot enter the Holy Heaven for the time being.
But at this time.
Deep in the sky around the world, after Feng Qingyan closed his eyes, he "saw" the characters "文" flying out of his body one by one, arranging in a line upward in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, each word "文" turned into white jade steps.
The white jade staircase seems to be endless, leading to the mysterious holy heaven.
This is?
Feng Qingyan was suddenly a little surprised and "looked" at the white jade stairs in astonishment. Could it be the stairs leading to the Holy Heaven?
Without thinking much, he stepped on it.
The white jade stairs seemed real, which made him feel happy, and he walked step by step. After walking a dozen steps, he opened his eyes out of curiosity, but did not see the white jade stairs. It seemed that he could only close his eyes.
Only then can you "see" it.
And after he opened his eyes, he was a little stunned.
His whole body fell down.
The white jade stairs seemed to have disappeared when he opened his eyes.
What's going on?
At this time, Feng Qingyan quickly stabilized his body, then suspended in the air and closed his eyes, but the white jade stairs really disappeared.
He was a little speechless.
He calmed down his mind and read "Wen" again.
Soon after, the characters "文" flew out of his body and turned into a long white jade staircase. He walked up step by step with his eyes closed.
I didn't dare to open my eyes rashly this time.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, probably more than a hundred steps, it seemed that the white jade stairs had reached the end. Moreover, he also felt a majestic holy aura, as if there were chains of laws hidden between heaven and earth.
Vast, holy, awe...
This should be the Holy Heaven.
Feng Qingyan thought in his heart, then opened his eyes and found that he was indeed not deep in the sky. Looking at the sky and the earth at this time, it was like a holy sea of clouds. Holy monuments bursting with dazzling white light were looming in the sea of clouds, which made people look at it.
Unclear.
The three major leaders of Confucianism, Mohism and Legalism were looking at him with some surprise not far away.
"Qingyan pays homage to the leader."
Feng Qingyan withdrew his gaze and bowed respectfully to the leader.
"There is no need to be too polite to be canonized."