Chapter 623 The literary saint is resurrected and speaks out about pollution
"It's so fast, it's hard for them."
Qin Yi sensed something, looked in the direction of the East China Sea, shook his head, and paid no attention to anything else.
"Coming!"
Long Sheng suddenly raised his head and looked to the northeast, sensing something carefully, his eyes flashing with surprise: "It is indeed him."
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Autumn, the 85th year of the Yuan Dynasty.
Jishui County, Mount Taishan, Wensheng Temple.
Zhou Boyuan, Qin Xi, Feng Jue and other Yuanshen realm masters gathered here, seemingly waiting for something.
Among them, Kong Yuan, a master of the Kong family's Yuan Shen realm, looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar things in front of him and sighed: "This was originally the place where my family's villa and family gathered. The ancestral hall was located here. Later, the Holy Emperor
The aristocratic family was banned, and the Dharma Protector Army was sent to take it back. After the Xiangnan Qin family took over, it was abandoned. Later, Zhou Xiang's beloved disciple, Governor Zhou, took office in the East China Sea and took over the place. After sending people to repair it, it was used as the Naval Academy.
We bought a training base three months ago and it is now the headquarters of Wensheng Temple."
Finally, Kong Yuan sighed: "It's so unpredictable."
Feng Jue glanced at Kong Yuan and sneered softly: "In the past fifteen hundred years, things were normal, but our human race has not made much progress. Since the rise of the Holy Emperor, things have indeed changed very fast, and there is a sense that things are impermanent.
, However, our human race has made very rapid progress. We have not only broken through the shackles of the Dharma Realm, but also the shackles of the Immortal Realm, and now we have broken through the shackles of the Lord Realm. Since the birth of the Holy Emperor, we humans have only used
In less than a hundred years, it has developed to a point where its potential can be compared with that of the demon clan."
Finally, Feng Jue asked a heart-breaking question: "Kong Yuan, tell me, do you want things to be permanent or impermanent?"
Kong Yuan knew that his little thoughts had been discovered. Although Feng Jue said it tactfully, he rejected his request in person. He glared at Feng Jue, snorted coldly, and returned to the crowd, saying no more.<
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Zhou Boyuan glanced at Kong Yuan with a complicated expression and shook his head helplessly.
"After the Literary Saints, each generation is really inferior to the last."
Feng Jue sneered and said: "It's normal. They were just a low-class family back then. They were forcibly promoted to a noble family because of the literary saint. We helped them find their ancestral land. Their inheritance was only literary."
According to the public inheritance left by the Holy Spirit, among the aristocratic families, the Kong family is the weakest, but it is just because of the grace of the Holy Spirit that they got some advantages."
Feng Jue's words revealed the essence of the Sun family.
Kong is a mascot.
In the end, he said directly: "Prime Minister Zhou, it's better not to have too high expectations for Kong's report."
As a leader in the family, Feng Jue is naturally qualified to say such things.
Qin Xi shook his head fairly and said: "Although the Kong family has the lowest background among the family, they have still produced many capable ministers and generals in the past dynasties, and they have not lost their reputation as literary saints."
On the contrary, it was Qin Xi, the head of the Qin family in Weishui who had always been at odds with the Kong family, who said a fair word.
Zhou Boyuan didn't have any good impressions of the family, and although his attitude toward Kong was a little better, it wasn't much better.
Zhou Boyuan directly skipped this topic, frowned, looked in the direction of the Confucian Temple, and asked nervously: "It's been so long, and it's still not better?"
Feng Jue turned his head in the direction of the Confucian Temple with a complicated look on his face and said: "We, the three parties, have gathered all the best talents to study and improve Long Sheng's plan together. We will definitely succeed."
Qin Xi, who personally participated in the perfection, is not so confident: "I think there are still many problems in it. Although the plan given by Long Sheng is rough, the logic is very clear. If we fuse the reincarnation ceremony and the rebirth ceremony without authorization, will it be possible?
..."
Zhou Boyuan also participated in it and also felt that there was still something that could be accomplished.
"Indeed, some steps are a bit redundant. I think it might be better if these steps can be omitted."
When Qin Xi heard this, he immediately understood what he meant. He snorted coldly and said: "Which steps are redundant? Are they the steps of the reincarnation ceremony? This optimization is not based on the information given by Long Sheng. What else do you want to do?
Where can I get the materials? Can you reach the height of Dragon Saint yourself?"
Zhou Boyuan glanced at Qin Xi and expressed Qin Xi's insistence in one sentence: "Don't you just want to take advantage of this opportunity of abundant talents to optimize the reincarnation ceremony?"
Seeing that Qin Xi and Zhou Boyuan were about to quarrel again, Feng Jue had no choice but to act as a peacemaker.
"Two of you, two of you, I believe that the final plan is already the best plan. You have done your best. We should calm down and wait for the results together."
As soon as Feng Jue finished speaking, he suddenly felt something. He looked in the direction of the Confucian Temple and said excitedly: "Here we come!"
Everyone present looked excitedly at the sky above the Confucian Temple where the storm gathered.
The clouds in the sky gathered together at some point and formed a human-shaped pattern. The sunlight passed through the clouds and instantly turned into a giant shining with golden light.
Everyone's eyes were in a trance, as if the image of the golden giant became clearer and clearer, and finally turned into the appearance of a literary saint.
Then a bamboo slip fell from the golden giant and fell into the Confucian Temple.
In the Confucian Temple, there lay a thin, pale and bloodless young man. He sat quietly in the middle of the hall, surrounded by a complex formation pattern. His eyes looked calmly at the statue of Literary Saint in the center of the Confucian Temple.
His eyes were full of expectation, and he murmured eagerly: "The Hou clan is unworthy of his descendants, and I beg the saint to return."
The array under him instantly emitted a dazzling golden light, illuminating the boy's entire body. The boy was bathed in the golden light, his face instantly became rosy, and the expression on his face slowly became calmer, and finally he closed his eyes slowly.
When he closed his eyes, a glittering golden letter pattern appeared between the young man's eyebrows, flickered for a moment, disappeared into it, and disappeared.
The young man in the center of the formation suddenly opened his eyes, with golden light shining in his eyes. He first looked up at the statue of Literary Saint, then looked down at the formation diagram under him. Finally, his figure flashed and came to the sky above the Confucian Temple, looking up at the incense statue.
In the clouds condensed with power, a human-shaped image of Dharma shines with golden light.
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“What a strong pollution!”
The young man made a cold voice. Although the voice was very similar to before, the intonation, speed and charm were different. People could tell at first glance that he was not the same person.
The people watching above saw the young man who suddenly appeared standing in the sky and immediately knelt down in excitement.
"Welcome to the return of Literary Saint."
The young man heard the movement and glanced casually. He didn't expect anything at first, but he didn't expect to find something surprising.
"Huh? Interesting orthodoxy."
However, the young man immediately withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the incense cloud and the human-shaped Dharma form.
"It turned out to be pollution caused by gods and demons, but pollution caused by the obsession of many human beings."
After careful identification, the young man could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Cut!"
The young man immediately thought of a solution. A magic sword flashing with golden light and composed of countless inscriptions appeared in his hand, and he slashed hard at the incense cloud.
"Boom~"
There was a roar in the sky.
Then the golden giant in the sky was divided into two, one dark gold and the other bright gold.
"Collect!"
The young man then shot forward with his left hand.
The bright golden figure turned into a golden light and submerged into the young man's body.
The aura on the young man's body suddenly increased suddenly, from the golden elixir realm to the Dharma phase.
After solving the most urgent problem at present, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked in the direction of the people who were still kneeling in worship, and his figure flashed in front of them.
The young man then waved and said: "Get up, I have told you before that I am most impatient with these useless vulgar rituals."
The young man's eyes flashed with golden light, and he looked at the heads of everyone in front of him with great interest.
"This sermon is really interesting..."
The young man quickly discovered a Taoist text with the highest repetition rate and the most complex one among the Taoist pictures of everyone present.
"Is this the realm above the realm of Dharma?"
The young man finally moved his gaze to the top of Zhou Boyuan's head and did not look away for a long time.
After Zhou Boyuan noticed it, he immediately bowed and saluted.
"Lord Literary Saint."
The young man ignored it and just watched intently, his right hand doing movements such as turning his head, taking in, and letting go from time to time.
Everyone didn't know why, but it was very clear in the young man's eyes.
Following the boy's movements, the Dao Wen pictures on Zhou Boyuan's head began to rotate, enlarging for a while and then shrinking for a while.
The young man looked at the three-dimensional Daowen picture in front of him for a long time, and then he looked away with satisfaction as if he had finally eaten a big meal.
"Are you the leader of this generation's civil and military circles?"
Zhou Boyuan immediately bowed and replied: "Everyone favored me, but I was lucky enough to get the position."
"Who is the new generation of saints? Are they still alive?"
Zhou Boyuan quickly replied: "The Immortal Saint is still alive."
"Have you all practiced his immortal method?"
Zhou Boyuan nodded quickly, and very cleverly took out the jade slip of "Hunyuan Jue" from his arms, held it in both hands, and handed it to the other party.
The young man did not take it. He just pointed at the index finger of his right hand that shone with golden light, tapped it lightly, and then nodded clearly: "It turns out that the next realm is the realm of the soul."
The young man first looked at the final realm, and then when he started looking at it from the beginning, he found something and frowned.
"The Dharma Appearance Realm has disappeared and turned into the Nascent Soul Realm? That's not right. The Nascent Soul Realm is the Dharma Appearance, but it has become a unified Dharma Appearance that is the easiest to be born. Since then, the success rate has increased a lot, and the requirements for understanding have also been reduced.
A lot."
The young man then looked forward, with a look of surprise on his face.
"So it turns out that the path of immortality is also the path of cultivating the gods in the end, but it is more cautious and perfect. The front is connected with the true essence method, which plays a role in connecting the past and the future, making the cultivation of the soul feel like it is a success. Tsk tsk, the immortal saint is really great.
Talented."
The problem that he couldn't solve in the past was actually solved so skillfully by the other party.
Although some of the names of the previous golden elixirs, foundation building and Qi training realm have been changed, they are still the same as nature and nurture.
However, just when he withdrew his gaze, the most interesting article "Tao Jing" attracted his "eyesight".
The young man pondered for a long time before sighing and saying: "What a wonderful scripture, just a few hundred words, but it actually contains the great road of the human race, and there is even another universe in it. It seems to resonate with the heaven and the earth. It is really a brilliant method.
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The young man finally shook his head and said, "It's just that this sutra has sinister intentions and is really not the son of a human being."
Zhou Boyuan and others looked at each other, not knowing why. Finally, Zhou Boyuan bowed and asked: "I wonder... why did the saint say this?"
The young man raised his head and glanced at everyone, his eyes swept over everyone's heads, shook his head and said: "It's too late, you have been contaminated, and you can't even turn back!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
After the word pollution came out from the mouth of Long Sheng, everyone understood what level of power it was.
They also understand that with their current level of strength, they cannot even detect it, let alone prevent and eliminate it.
However, they still care very much.
"Please give me some instructions from the saint."
The young man still said in an indifferent tone: "You have been polluted by the Immortal Saint."
"Polluted by the Immortal Saint?"
When everyone heard this, they didn’t know why.
"Haha..."
At this time, a hearty laughter sounded from the sky, and then the Dragon Saint appeared and landed next to the young man.
"Literary Saint, why do you tell them this and make them worry."
The young man turned his head and looked at the top of Dragon Saint's head. He looked at it blankly for a long time, and then hesitantly asked in disbelief: "Are you Dragon Saint?"
Dragon Saint laughed loudly and said: "Forget it, only you, Literary Saint, can be resurrected, can't I, Dragon Saint?"
Wen Sheng shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's just that I didn't expect that you would be resurrected before me."
Long Sheng rolled his eyes angrily and said, "You are really... straight when you speak."
When the two saints were silent for the time being, Zhou Boyuan and others interrupted them anxiously.
"Literary Saint, Dragon Saint, this pollution is..."
Long Sheng waved his hands carelessly and said: "You don't need to make a fuss. I think it's excusable for the Immortal Saint to do this. Anyway, you will be polluted. In this case, why not be polluted by him. After all, for you,
Only pollution can fight against pollution, and the Immortal Saint is also protecting you by doing this."
Hearing this, Literary Saint asked in confusion: "When did the pollution of our human race become so serious again?"
Long Sheng thought of the information he had collected about Wen Sheng before and knew that he said it was about the demonic disaster that year.
That is a disaster caused by magical pollution.
Long Sheng sighed and said: "When did the pollution of our human race stop?"
Hearing the words, the literary saint was speechless. He lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "Only pollution can fight against pollution. There is some truth in it."
Thinking of what he had done back then, Wen Sheng shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I didn't discover this method back then. I could only use the stupidest method, learn from the laws of humanity, and use the power of humanity to eliminate pollution."
Long Sheng praised this very much.
"Literature sages and great talents have an upright heart, which is rare and rare."