The news of "killing" spread all over the world and attracted the attention of many interested people.
Moreover, the news of the true killing of the monument also spread, attracting countless book readers to the bookstore.
In front of the seven killing monuments in the bookstore, there are now many calligraphers.
Regardless of whether you are a scribe or a scribe, or even a ninth-grade scribe, you should come and observe the monument for a while to feel the difference of the monument.
It's a pity that except for the person who canonized it, no one can touch the killing monument.
This makes many book kings and book kings feel regretful.
The King of Books can walk into fifty feet, and the King of Books can walk into eighty feet, but if you want to go one more foot, you need to pay a huge price.
At this time, Old Man Ming was able to walk into the forty feet, but if he continued to forcefully walk in, he was afraid that it would trigger the terrifying murderous aura, which would make his soul and body unable to bear it, which might lead to the collapse of his soul or body.
So at this moment, Old Man Ming stood in front of the seventh stele with the word "kill", forty feet away, and carefully tried to figure out the will in the stele with the word "kill".
He is among the many current book kings, the one closest to the word "kill".
This made Old Ming famous for a while, and he actually overpowered many book kings. It made Old Ming feel very good and looked very proud.
"Haha, I am indeed gifted."
Old Man Ming laughed and said, despising the King of Books and Mr. Shu behind him, and making the King and Shu behind him gnash his teeth and wish to kill Mr. Ming.
"hehe."
The middle-aged book king sneered twice, suddenly rushed forward two feet, and said: "Old man Ming, when I understand the will of the killing tablet, I will definitely kill you."
"Come on, boy Chen."
Old Man Ming turned around and said with a smile: "Although I won't write the word "kill" to overthrow everything, I can still write the word "kill" to flatten you."
"Haha, let's see who bulldozes whom?"
At this time, the middle-aged book king advanced another ten feet, and was only two feet away from old man Ming.
When Old Man Ming saw Chen Yan advancing three feet in a row, he was secretly surprised. He didn't know if Chen Yan was holding on for dear life or if he had really understood the aura of the killing monument.
However, Chen Yan is indeed extremely talented, and he is the youngest among many book kings.
And at this time.
After being reminded by Old Man Ming, the book kings in the book city have also vaguely sensed the will in the killing tablet. There are even book kings who have captured the will and are studying it carefully.
For example, Chen Yan.
In the bamboo sea of old man Ming.
Feng Qingyan sat in the bamboo pavilion. He did nothing but closed his eyes and meditated.
In fact, he was still observing the ray of extreme will in his soul.
After careful research, he found that the will on the surface of the book city to kill the word monument was not the will of the extreme, and it seemed to be worse.
It can only be said to be the ultimate.
However, there is a huge difference between the ultimate and the extreme. It can even be said that they are as different as clouds and mud and cannot be compared at all.
He really couldn't understand what kind of terrifying existence it was that could have the ultimate will?
How much suffering and training does this take?
In his speculation, Emperor Shang's will may only be the ultimate will, one step away from the ultimate will.
But one step makes a world of difference.
Perhaps the difference is even greater than the difference between a great sage and a saint.
besides.
Although he and Emperor Shang have the same soul.
However, the soul is the soul and the will is the will. The two cannot be confused.
Emperor Shang's will belongs to Emperor Shang, and his will belongs to him.
However, a powerful soul can better nurture a strong will and protect the will from collapse...
Because of this, he was able to touch the Killing Monument and block the Killing that contained a wisp of the will of the extreme.
At this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes and found that his speculation seemed to be contradictory.
If Emperor Shang's will is only the ultimate, then how can Emperor Shang's soul block a ray of extreme will?
Although it is only a wisp, the domineering will of the extreme is enough to destroy everything.
Why?
Feng Qingyan was very surprised. Did he overlook something?
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
He also regained his energy, so he came out of the bamboo forest and returned to Old Man Ming's bamboo house.
"I have met a gentleman."
When Ying Shu saw Feng Qingyan walking out of the bamboo forest, he smiled happily and saluted.
"You are so polite, Miss Shadow. I haven't thanked you for the past two days." Feng Qingyan returned the gift. All the food and drinks for the past two days were prepared by Ying Shu.
"It is Yingshu's honor to do something for a gentleman."
Shadow Book Road.
"Miss Shadow Book, what happened in the bookstore in the past two or three days?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
"In the past two or three days, many calligraphers came to the bookstore, all of them came for the monument with the word "kill". The word "kill" written by the teacher overturned everything, and almost pushed the Wei Kingdom out of the country, and had a great influence on the world." Shadow Book thought about it.
After thinking about it, he said, "And the news about the real killing monument seems to have spread. But so far, except for the gentleman, no one seems to be able to touch the killing monument."
"By the way, there are many scholars outside the bamboo forest who want to meet the gentleman." Yingshu paused and said, "Do you want to meet the gentleman?"
"No need."
Feng Qingyan waved his hand.
At this time, Yingshu hesitated for a moment, and still did not say that Dong Gong Lan was also outside the bamboo forest, but he pondered for a moment and said: "By the way, gentleman, Qing Mang seems to be outside the bamboo forest, but let him come in?"
"Young Lady Shadow Book, this is Master Ming's residence. You are Master Ming's disciple. You have the final say."
Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said.
In fact, Qing Mang only needs to know that he is still in the bookstore.
After Yingshu nodded, he said, "Are you hungry, gentleman? Yingshu has prepared some food, but do you want to enjoy some?"
"Thank you, Miss Yingshu, Qingyan is not hungry for the time being."
Feng Qingyan saluted and rushed out of the bamboo forest, but suddenly stopped and asked: "By the way, who has the least number of calligraphers on the killing tablet?"
"The one to the south of the bookstore."
Yingshu thought for a while and then added: "The seventh seat, the one in the northeast, has the most calligraphers. The teacher and many other book kings and calligraphers are all there."
Feng Qingyan saluted and swept out of the bamboo forest, and snatched away the monument with the word "sha" on the south side of the book city.
This is the fourth one.
Because it is far away from the book city and there are few calligraphy monuments around it, there have always been relatively few calligraphers. But now, I am afraid that there will be many calligraphers in front of every killing calligraphy monument, right?
When he came to the fourth killing monument, he found that there were at least a hundred calligraphers in front of the killing monument.
Normally, there are only three or five people.
However, compared to the seventh killing monument, more than a hundred people are considered very few.
Now there are at least thousands of people writing in front of the seventh Monument of Killing Characters.
Book City is one of the few large cities in the world.
The population reaches more than one million.
Among the one hundred literati in the world, perhaps only twenty understand music, and even fewer are musical players. However, among the one hundred literati in the world, one hundred can write, and at least ninety are calligraphers...
Of all the scholars in the world, who can’t write?
Who doesn’t know how to appreciate calligraphy?
so.
In the whole world, calligraphers far outnumber harpists.
Among the four disciplines of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, calligraphy has the largest number of calligraphers and has the widest coverage, which is far from comparable to the other three disciplines.
Um?
But when Feng Qingyan arrived, he was stunned for a moment.
He found that there were more calligraphers coming from all around. It seemed that the other killing monuments could not accommodate so many calligraphers, so they all rushed towards the fourth killing monument.
In front of the fourth killing monument, there is no book king, but there are two book kings.
In fact, those below the calligrapher level are just here to join in the fun or watch the fun. After all, the bookstore’s monument of killing characters is famous all over the world, but who would have thought that the existence of the world-famous monument is just an imitation and a fan
Door……
How can this not shock the writer?
Besides, we are all in the bookstore, why don’t you come and witness it?
However, in the blink of an eye, two to three hundred people had already surrounded the fourth monument with the word "kill", and they were about to surround the monument with the word "kill".
At this time, he didn't think much and walked directly towards the monument with the word "Zou Sha".
When he walked into Baizhang, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Canonization?"
The book reader exclaimed excitedly.
"It's really a canonization."
"Meet the canonized saint."
There was some commotion in front of the monument with the word "Slay".
Feng Qingyan nodded and walked step by step towards the killing monument. The two scribes who were already within a hundred feet nodded in greeting from a distance when they saw Feng Sheng.
Feng Qingyan nodded in return and continued walking towards the killing monument.
"Canonization can indeed touch the killing tablet."
Many writers were shocked.
Although they have already heard about it, hearing about it and seeing it with their own eyes are two different things.
But after a while, Feng Qingyan walked to the monument with the word "kill" and reached out to touch the monument with the word "kill", but he did not enter the deep and oppressive darkness.
"The way of heaven is unfair, you should be killed!"
He thought softly.
Rumble——
The monument with the word "murder" suddenly burst out with terrifying murderous intent.
Like a huge black beam of light, it instantly shattered the sky and turned the world into chaos.
And at this time.
The bookstore was once again shaken by the murderous aura bursting out from the killing tablet.
In front of the other six killing monuments, countless writers looked at the murderous column that strangled Tianyu, and their hearts were shocked again.
"Who touched the killing tablet?"
Many writers are curious and ask, apart from canonization, is there another person who has achieved this?
In fact, there is another book king in the book city who has not tried it yet, and he is the city lord of the book city.
The city lord has been in seclusion and has not been able to leave for several years.
And at this time.
Outside the book city, many book kings came, such as Shizuka King Wu Mo, who was not considered a person from the book city.
Wu Mo is a Confucian person.
However, he can still be considered as a person from half of the book city.
At this time, countless book writers rushed to the fourth killing monument, wanting to witness it with their own eyes.
"It should be canonized."
"It can only be canonized."
The book king and book king in the book city stared at the murderous pillar.
Even the city lord may not be able to touch the killing tablet. After all, it does not exist in the holy realm.
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan once again entered the dark and oppressive darkness.
Seven huge stone monuments stood looming in the darkness, and each stone monument burst out with terrifying murderous intent.
Every killing monument bursts out with terrifying will.
Feng Qingyan stood still, staring carefully at the seven looming tablets with the word "kill", feeling the will of the extreme permeated in the stone tablets.
And at this time.
He was once again influenced by the will of the extreme.
No!
But in an instant, he realized it and forced himself to wake up.
However, in the moment of awakening, he was affected again, which made him feel a little shocked. It was indeed the will of the extreme.
no!
If this continues, I am afraid that I will cry out my will to kill the sky again.
And the power of God comes again!
In this way, he had to withdraw from the darkness again.
And he entered the darkness to study the killing tablet and the will of the extreme, not to kill the sky.
But while he was thinking, he seemed to have lost his mind, full of resentment towards God, and roared again: "The way of heaven is unfair, you should be killed!"
A will to kill the sky struck Tianyu.
"Being disrespectful to Heaven and having a fearless heart is a sin——"
"Be punished!"
A cold scolding was like the rolling thunder of divine punishment.
Layers of tangible air wave divine patterns pressed down from the upper layers of the dark sky, destroying everything.
Feng Qingyan had to quit again.
This made him very helpless.
Are you forced to retreat every time you advance?
If you keep repeating this, I'm afraid you'll be killed first, before you can figure out the Killing Monument and the will of the Ultimate Dao...
At this time, he stood motionless in front of the monument with the word "murder", seriously thinking about the solution.
How to crack it?
Does this force me to fight with God?
Feng Qingyan frowned. If the innocence is unfair, then let's fight for it. Isn't there an old saying that says: Man can conquer nature?
Besides.
Someone has already taken this step.
At this time, Feng Qingyan also thought of another question. Does it require killing the sky to temper the will of the Jida? After all, the will of the Jida is an existence that transcends heaven and earth...
Maybe killing the sky is an excellent way.
Do you want to give it a try?
Feng Qingyan suddenly felt a little moved. After all, there was nothing to lose, right?
A moment later, he entered the darkness again and stared at one of the killing monuments, and he was once again affected by the will of the extreme.
When God's power came again, he did not withdraw immediately.
Um?
He suddenly thought of his own blood.
He found that his blood seemed to be omnipotent, so he thought about it and decided to test it.
puff!
He sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the nearest monument with the word "kill".
Anyway, in the author's opinion, his essence and blood are free of charge and can be used anytime...
No shortage!
All the essence and blood was sprayed on the killing tablet.
The tablet with the word "kill" seemed to be fused with his blood. It suddenly trembled and roared out: "Kill!"
The roar turned into a rolling wave, carrying overwhelming power and killing Tianyu.
Hiss, hiss, hiss——
The dark sky was shattered inch by inch, like a snow mountain collapsing into a large area, which was extremely scary.
A roar shattered the power of Heaven and destroyed the will of Heaven.
This shocked Feng Qingyan.
Is it because of his own blood, or is it because of the killing monument?
It seems that it was the Killing Monument that shattered the descending power of Heaven, but why didn't it happen before?
"Ouch——"
A roar came down from Tianyu, which seemed extremely angry, "If you die but don't freeze, you will be punished! Punished! Punished!"
"In ancient times, there were twelve emperors who defied the heavens. From today on, I will be the thirteenth emperor, capable of killing the heavens!" A roar came from the tablet with the word "kill" and rushed up to the black sky. It was extremely domineering, "I want the heavens."
Die, God has to die!"
"hateful!"
A roar came from Tianyu, showing extreme anger.
The dark sky trembled.
But at this moment, Feng Qingyan was shocked. The Thirteenth Emperor?
Who is the Thirteenth Emperor?
Also, who are the twelve heaven-defying emperors mentioned by the Thirteenth Emperor?
Do not know why.
He suddenly thought of the twelve wisps of gray mist floating out of the dead city of reincarnation...
Also, there are a total of thirteen cities of reincarnation and death, but only twelve of them are covered in gray mist. Could it be that...