Yang Ji was filled with emotion. At this time, he fully understood: "This mission is too heavy for me. Maybe the person you are waiting for is not me at all, or it should be another person who owns this literary saint's pen and ink."
"You don't understand. Wen Sage is infallible. Throughout the ages, no one can surpass Wen Sage in terms of heavenly secrets and numerology."
The voice sighed.
Yang Ji could only feel that he was wrapped in a ball of rotating black and white light and shadow, but he could not feel his presence at all.
"I was awakened by the literary sage's pen and ink on your body. This is unmistakable."
The voice said:
"I know you feel hesitant, but there is no other way. When I wake up, it means that everyone else has failed. If even you fail, the civilized world will be completely destroyed, bringing together hundreds of millions of Confucian scholars
The 'mighty river' of righteous thoughts will also truly disappear."
Yang Ji was silent, feeling that even his breathing had become heavy.
In the past eight years, he has been accompanied by scriptures and books every day. Although he graduated from literature to martial arts, he still has a deep imprint of literature and Taoism. Countless times, Yang Ji has also imagined those glorious and prosperous times of literature and Taoism, and his heart is infinite.
Fascinated.
But when all this happened to him, Yang Ji felt so heavy.
"I don't understand. Why are you looking for me? You are much stronger than me, and you have experienced a prosperous era of culture and education. It should be you. If you take on this mission, the chance of summoning the mighty river must be greater than mine.
Much more."
Yang Jidao.
"Ah!"
The voice smiled sadly:
"If I could, I wouldn't want to. Unfortunately, tens of thousands of years have exhausted my soul. My lifespan is running out..."
He said with a long sigh.
Yang Ji's heart trembled and his lips moved, but he didn't know how to say it.
"Senior, it's not that I don't want to. It's just that I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."
Yang Ji sighed deeply. After all, he couldn't bear it:
"And even if I agree, I may not be able to escape."
How easy is it to summon the "long river of majesty" hidden by literary saints? In the past countless centuries, countless people have tried, but they have all failed.
Even now, there are historians and others who try, but fail without exception. How can Yang Ji dare to say that he will succeed?
Leaving aside the long-term issues, it is hard to say just now whether I can escape this disaster.
"Don't worry about this. I will help you."
The loud voice said.
Yang Ji's heart fluctuated, "What should I do?"
"There is a control core in my body, and the incarnation of the Tianyin Sect is there. I will teleport you there in a moment to help you suppress his incarnation power. As long as you can defeat the incarnation of the Tianyin Sect's consciousness, you will be able to succeed
Destroy the core, destroy the formation, and leave here."
The voice said slowly:
"If you can leave here, I hope you can promise me something."
"Senior, please tell me."
Yang Ji said quickly.
"...You have read my memory, and you should know the cave where I stayed behind the door. After you go out, I hope you find it. There is a "Book of Great Confucianism" I prepared there, and it will be useful to you.
It helps. As for the future,...just do your best."
"As for this era, you cannot become a new 'literary saint', summon the mighty river, and restore the prosperous age of literature and art. It depends on God's will. Everything is beyond human power. Even if you fail, it is fate!"
The voice was full of sadness. Yang Ji felt flustered when he heard it.
"Senior, don't worry. I promise you, no matter what, I will do my best."
Yang Ji looked in front of him and said solemnly.
"Haha, that's enough."
The voice was extremely lonely.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, there was a buzzing trembling in the surrounding space.
"The leader of Tianyin seems to have noticed something. I'm afraid we have to take action in advance. - Are you ready?"
The voice said.
"Ready."
Yang Ji said without hesitation. This was the reason for his trip. Only by breaking the formation could they hope to leave here.
"senior……"
Yang Ji hesitated for a moment: "Thank you."
"hehe."
The voice just smiled and then fell silent.
It seemed that only a flash of light had passed, and it seemed that countless long centuries had passed. Yang Ji suddenly heard a loud rumble in his ears, and then a powerful force was majestic. When the sun reached the sun, the rumble was like thunder and fire.
Generally it rushes into the body and disperses into the limbs and bones!
"ah!"
Yang Ji let out a low cry, and his whole body suddenly stiffened, unable to move. However, the blood in his body was overwhelmed by the impact of this force, rising steadily...
"That's all I can help you with. The rest is up to you..."
The curling voice sounded in his mind, the light and shadow around him changed, time and space were reversed, and a powerful force violently threw Yang Ji away.
"boom!"
The white light dissipated, and a solid touch came from under his feet. Before Yang Ji could react, he found himself falling to the ground.
The blood in the body was surging and majestic. Yang Ji felt it silently and was suddenly horrified:
"Fourth level peak! How is that possible?"
Yang Ji was shocked. In just a short while, with the help of that mysterious man, he was promoted from the "Blood Furnace" he had just condensed to the fourth level peak.
At this time, the blood in his body was surging and majestic, like the Yangtze River. He felt that his movements had infinite power, and he felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
"Who are you?--"
Just as Yang Ji was immersed in the pleasure of power, a sharp voice suddenly came.
Yang Ji looked up and found that he had appeared in an unfamiliar space. The surrounding area was pitch black, and in the center of this space, Yang Ji saw a middle-aged man in black sitting cross-legged.
This man was about thirty or forty years old, with a mustache and sharp eyes. He was glaring at him fiercely:
"No one can hide it from me. How did you get in?"
His expression was extremely fierce, and his eyes shone brightly even in the dark, making people dare not look into them.
"Master Tianyin?"
Yang Ji was startled at first, and then reacted.
"Hmph! You didn't say that, did you?"
The middle-aged man in black ignored Yang Ji. There was a deep aura on his body. It was like a high-altitude god who could easily crush people:
"It's okay if you don't tell me. When I kill you and extract your soul, I will naturally know how you got in."
With a wave of his hand, he was about to kill Yang Ji on the spot. However, as soon as he made a move, his whole body was shaken, and his face showed deep shock:
"How can it be!!"
Tianyin Cult Master's expression seemed to be greatly frightened.
"Hahaha……"
Yang Ji laughed loudly and responded:
"Why, have you found that you are suddenly not that powerful? Since you are not that powerful anymore, then it is my turn."
Tianyin Cult Master is such a person and powerful. It is easy to crush a small character like Yang Ji to death. However, Yang Ji soon found that he was worried for nothing.
I don’t know how that “senior” did it. The cultivation level of people like “Tianyin Cult Master” was actually suppressed to the level of “Little Zhoutian” of the fifth level of martial arts, which was only a little higher than Yang Ji.
That's all.
"Boy, what on earth did you do to me?"
Tianyin Cult Leader's face suddenly darkened, and his pupils showed deep murderous intent.
"Don't worry! I will tell you when I have time to deal with you."
Yang Ji pulled out his long sword.
There is a saying that "the night is long and the dreams are many." The real body of Tianyin's leader and deputy leader is still down there. If you don't take action now, wait until he gets out. When you realize it, you may have no chance at all.
"Hmph! I don't know whether to live or die! Even if you are only at the fifth level of martial arts, I will still deal with you!"
Leader Tianyin saw Yang Ji's intention and said coldly.
"Then give it a try!..."
Boom!
It was too late, but it was soon. Tianyin Cult Leader and Yang Jifei jumped out, and they attacked almost at the same time!
"Blackfire Evil Claw!"
The leader of Tianyin raised his palm like a knife. When he flipped his palm, there was a roar, and the whole space shook, as if he was slapped by an invisible giant palm.
"Roar!--"
The billowing evil energy soared into the sky, as if the heaven and earth were about to be torn apart.
"Black Fire Evil Claw" is one of the secret techniques of the Tianyin Sect. It is modeled after the terrifying giant beast in the alien space. The next moment, the billowing evil energy turned into a sharp "beast claw" as big as a millstone.
The cold light flashed and he grabbed Yang Ji fiercely.
The power of this claw is unparalleled. With just one claw, even steel can be grasped.
Although the leader of Tianyin is only at the fifth level of martial arts, and the power of the "Black Fire Evil Claw" is greatly reduced, if Yang Jizhen is caught, he will die with just one claw, which is absolutely unreasonable.
The leader of Tianyin struck quickly, and Yang Ji reacted even faster. Just before the two of them collided, a sudden change occurred——
"The immortal changes his shadow!"
Yang Ji's figure flickered and suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared.
"not good!"
Tianyin Cult Leader's pupils shrank, and his original confident expression disappeared instantly. It was already too late to change his tactics. How could a reaction of Yang Ji's level give him such a chance.
"The fairy rainbow penetrates the sun!"
A loud roar of thunder flashed through the void, and among the lightning and stone fire, it was like a silver rainbow piercing through the scorching sun. Yang Ji's body and sword merged into one, and the sword energy of more than ten feet was powerful, instantly penetrating the body of the Tianyin leader.
This sword was resolute, decisive, and filled with the momentum of no return. By the time the Tianyin leader reacted, it was already too late.
"ah--"
An earth-shaking roar suddenly came from the depths of the earth. Before anyone on the battlefield could react, they heard a loud thunder-like noise.
Looking up to the sky, I saw deep in the sky, the blood-red "formation restriction" that had been covering the earth suddenly fell apart with a roar.
"Evil spirit, look at that evil spirit!——"
In the chaos, an ecstatic voice suddenly came, and the voice was full of disbelief.
"Buzz!"
The ground shook violently like waves, with ripples spreading in all directions. As everyone stared in shock, they saw the hundred-foot-tall "evil spirit" in the center of the battlefield suddenly froze, and black and white rays of light suddenly erupted from its head.
It exploded inside the body.
Boom!
With a shocking loud noise, the evil spirit's chest exploded, and a huge hand bone dozens of feet long burst out, carrying countless bone fragments and falling from the sky.
"catch him!--"
A shrill, crazy, hysterical roar suddenly burst out from the ground.