Great Wei scholar

Nine is the extreme number, Xu Qingxiao has the qualifications to become a saint.

But just when Xu Qingxiao stepped onto the ninth step, the light condensed again.

A phantom slowly appeared in front of Xu Qingxiao.

People were shocked, and in the Great Wei Palace, countless great scholars also stared wide-eyed, looking at this phantom in shock.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! It's Zhu Sheng's phantom!"

"Zhu Shengxuying, this is Zhushengxuying!"

"I'll wait, kowtow to meet the saint!"

"I will kowtow to the saint!"

"It's Zhu Shengxuying, look quickly, Xu Shouren actually attracted Zhu Shengxuying to appear in the world."

When the voices of the Confucians sounded, someone could tell at a glance that it was the phantom of Zhu Sheng. They immediately knelt on the ground and bowed to the saint.

At the same time, their hearts were overwhelmed, and there was no other look in their eyes except shock.

Not just them.

Chen Xin, Zhou Min, Chen Zhengru, Wang Xinzhi, all great Confucians including all the scholars, and the common people all knelt down.

Especially the people, they looked at the phantom of the saint and yelled out various voices.

"A sage appears to the world! This is a sage appears to the world!"

"I didn't expect that one day, I would be able to see a saint."

"Zhu Sheng is resurrected, Zhu Sheng is resurrected."

The voices of the people rose and fell, and they were even more shocked. Facing the saint, they cast their bodies on the ground, and their eyes were full of awe.

And Peng Ru's gaze was even more shocking and desperate.

The moment Zhu Sheng phantom appeared, he knew he had lost.

It doesn't matter whether Xu Qingxiao practiced different arts or not, because the saint didn't punish Xu Qingxiao, which meant that the saint didn't care.

No one in the world can save a person who cultivates different arts.

But if you have to say it, there is one person who can, and this person is a saint.

The status of a saint transcends everything.

If Zhu Sheng thinks that Xu Qingxiao is not wrong, then Xu Qingxiao is not wrong.

What's more, they didn't come up with any evidence from the beginning to the end, proving that Xu Qingxiao had practiced strange arts.

But now, the sage didn't punish Xu Qingxiao, on the contrary, he still condensed his phantom. What kind of recognition is this?

They dare not imagine.

Yan Lei and Sun Jing'an were completely paralyzed, they stared at Xu Qingxiao tightly.

Nothing but despair is despair.

From the indifference at the beginning, to the aloofness of Peng Ru, then self-confidence, and then arrogance and anger.

But now, it was shock, fear, fear, and... despair, suffocating despair.

But just when everyone thought it was over.

One scene makes everyone.

A scene that I will never forget in my entire life appeared.

A picture that will never be forgotten in a lifetime.

Great Wei Palace.

On the nine-step holy platform.

Xu Qingxiao stood on the ninth step.

And Zhu Shengxuying stood opposite Xu Qingxiao.

When the rays of light condense, the phantom of the saint completely emerges.

Zhu Shengxuying even bowed deeply to Xu Qingxiao.

hiss! ! ! ! !

Everyone's eyes widened.

Whether it is the common people, the officials of the Six Ministries, the princes of the state, the scholars, or the great Confucians, everyone is quiet.

It was completely quiet.

Peng Ru was also stupid.

He looked at this scene with cloudy eyes.

Sun Jingan and Yan Lei were also dumbfounded.

Chen Zhengru, Gu Yan and others were dumbfounded.

Chen Xin, Zhou Min, Wang Xinzhi, and all the great Confucians and Confucians in the Great Wei Palace were dumbfounded.

Even a few great Confucianists from heaven and earth in Wen Palace froze in place.

Zhu Sheng.

This is Zhu Sheng.

Zhu Sheng's phantom is the condensed will of Zhu Sheng.

Almost equivalent to the presence of a saint.

a saint.

He even bowed to Xu Qingxiao.

What can he do?What qualifications does he have?

Who in this world can stand the worship of a saint?

But Xu Qingxiao accepted it, not only that, but Xu Qingxiao just bowed slightly.

This... is absolutely impossible.

There are only four kinds of people who can bear the worship of a saint.

One is the sage.

One is the emperor, not the emperor of the Great Wei, but the emperor after the Great Wei unified the world.

A kind of existence that has saved the common people in the world.

Another possibility is that the future saint, and the other party's achievement will not be lower than his own, and will even surpass himself.

Combining all the above.

All of a sudden, an extremely bold idea appeared in everyone's minds.

Xu Qingxiao will definitely become a saint in the future!

It's not just as simple as becoming a saint. Xu Qingxiao's becoming a saint will save the common people in the world, save the world's people from the water and fire, and accomplish immeasurable merit.

Otherwise, why would Zhu Sheng pay such respects to Xu Qingxiao?

But in fact, others don't know, but Xu Qingxiao understands that Zhu Sheng is not worshiping himself, but Zhu Sheng is worshiping the great saint, the number one saint in the world.

I really don't have the qualifications for Zhu Sheng to worship.

boom!

At this moment, the Great Wei Wen Palace erupted with infinite light, all of which entered Xu Qingxiao's body.

Wisps of holy will permeated the sea of ​​public opinion, suppressing the demon seed in Xu Qingxiao's body, and no one could see the strange magic seed in his body anymore.

Unless it's a real saint resurrected.

Otherwise, even when Yasheng came, he would not be able to see through himself.

This was just a ray of holy will, but Xu Qingxiao inexplicably felt an unprecedented growth.

After a stick of incense.

All the light dissipated bit by bit.

Zhu Shengxuying also gradually dissipated, but for no reason, Xu Qingxiao couldn't help frowning, because he found that Zhu Shengxuying seemed to have opened his mouth.

It seems to say nothing.

Xu Qingxiao looked at it carefully, but he couldn't see what it was, he just vaguely confirmed a few words.

【Eternal Evil is approaching, the world will live】

There are dozens of characters in total, but Xu Qingxiao only understands these eight characters, and the rest is completely unknown.

How is this going?

Xu Qingxiao was curious, but the next moment, Zhu Sheng's phantom completely dissipated, and the light disappeared. At this moment, the light of the Great Wei Palace turned into an ultimate divine light, soaring into the sky.

A million miles away.

In a mountain range filled with darkness, the divine light of the Great Wei Wen Palace hit the place directly.

The divine light fell to the ground, like a huge water polo bursting, and a little bit of divine light extinguished the darkness.

And this time.

In a cold and terrifying palace.

Demons dance.

A voice suddenly sounded.

"Damn it! My sacred womb was destroyed, Wen Palace! It's Wen Palace again, damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

The roar resounded through the hall, and countless monsters trembled all over.

And the land of the extreme east of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Taishang Shengzong.

An old Taoist was staring at the northwest direction when the divine light pierced the sky.

The old man couldn't help pinching his fingers to calculate.

After a while, the old man showed shock in his eyes.

"Big Wei! Will there be another saint?"

"If that's the case, the Seven Devils will never think about breeding devil fetuses from life to life."

He was shocked, and couldn't help talking to himself the next moment.

"No, I have to prepare. I will go to the capital of Great Wei and meet this future saint."

"Yunyan is also in the capital. In a few days, I will go to the capital of the Great Wei Dynasty on the grounds of meeting her."

The old Taoist opened his mouth, looking extremely excited, wishing to leave now, but for some reason, he could not leave at will, and could only use other methods.

And this time.

In the capital of Great Wei, the sky is still dark.

All light faded away.

All are quiet.

Pengru's head was covered with blood, he stared blankly at all this, numb, desperate, unbelievable, and slightly crazy.

This time, his cleverness was misunderstood by his cleverness. He wanted to use Wen Gong to suppress and kill Xu Qingxiao, but he never thought that he would be self-defeating, not only did he fail to suppress and kill Xu Qingxiao.

On the contrary, Xu Qingxiao became famous all over the world this time.

Saint vibes.

Zhu Sheng saluted.

No matter what the reason is, Xu Qingxiao's title of future saint is completely confirmed.

And he, Pengru, will become a joke and be ridiculed by people all over the world.