The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3109 I Meet Kunlun

In the Holy Courtyard.

"Ahem... Mr. Jinglong, can this light curtain be brought closer? I can't see clearly." Zhang Poyue asked shamelessly.

The great scholars nodded one after another, admiring the courage of Zhang Poyue, a tough guy. He asked the half-saint at this time. He was indeed a person from the country of death. He was led astray by Fang Yun.

"No." Wang Jinglong looked at Zhang Poyue expressionlessly.

Zhang Poyue smiled awkwardly.

The half-saints could see clearly, so the great scholars had to focus their talents in their eyes and watch carefully.

But no matter how hard they tried, in their eyes, Fang Yun and Zongsheng were only the size of a bean and could not be seen clearly.

They couldn't even hear the conversation between the two saints, because they were in the starry sky, and the two saints were communicating with their holy thoughts.

Some great scholars who were on good terms communicated secretly and formed differences.

Some people thought that Fang Yun's holy thoughts were pure and he would win without a doubt, while others thought that although Fang Yun's holy thoughts were pure, the total amount was insufficient, and the final victory belonged to Zongsheng.

Some people discussed the Holy Body and the literary world, but it was difficult to come to a conclusion. However, more people believed that Zong Moju won with a slight advantage, and even if Fang Yun failed, it would not be too tragic.

In the distant starry sky.

Zong Moju raised his head and said, "In this first battle, you go first."

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "As a junior, I dare not start first when challenging you, sir."

"After all, the rules of this literary battle were set by me. You can go first in the competition of holy thoughts." Zong Moju said.

"Okay. My holy thoughts attack has three levels, which I learned from the Emperor Clan, Diao Hai Weng and Mu Xingke, and each level is better than the last. After this battle, I will choose the part suitable for the human race, write it into a book, and let the scholars all over the world learn it."

In fact, the lip-sharp sword can also be regarded as the method of practicing the divine thoughts of the human race, but the Zong Sheng is not comparable.

"Please!" Zong Moju said politely.

In front of the light curtain of the Holy Temple, Wang Jinglong repeated Fang Yun's words.

Fang Yun blinked, and the aura around him shrank. At this moment, Zong Moju's pupils suddenly shrank.

At this moment, Zong Moju found that Fang Yun suddenly turned into an extremely small dot, and all things in the world were swallowed up. His own holy thoughts, sight, perception, thinking, etc. disappeared at that moment, as if they were also swallowed up.

Then, the world around Fang Yun returned to normal.

A thousand-foot-long white light Fang Yun's holy thought giant statue appeared, sitting behind Fang Yun, with his head lowered and eyebrows lowered, as if in deep thought.

Waves of space ripples radiated in all directions with Fang Yun as the center.

The starry sky dissipated, and everything dimmed.

The ancient and modern world was all annihilated, and only Fang Yun was bright.

The moment he saw Fang Yun, Zong Moju clenched his teeth, and then loosened them in an instant.

He didn't expect that Fang Yun's holy thoughts were not only so pure, but also so vast.

The great scholars in the Holy Academy were shocked when they saw the holy thought Fang Yun appear!

They could not see the vision in Zong Moju's eyes, nor could they truly feel that kind of power, but they could see that the solar system where the two saints were located had changed the trajectory of the planets!

That feeling was that the sun in that starry sky was competing with Fang Yun for control of the planet!

The holy thought was like the sun, which was just a metaphor. Who would have thought that Fang Yun, who was only a half-saint, would make this metaphor a reality!

This kind of half-saint holy thought was unheard of and was the characteristic of the sub-saint holy thought!

"I see Kunlun."

Fang Yun said nothing, but the holy thought was chanting in a low voice.

The entire solar system suddenly darkened.

Because a translucent Kunlun Mountain, which was larger than the Kunlun Mountain on the Shengyuan Continent, appeared in the sky, covering most of the solar system!

The mountain is located on the top of the star, suppressing all directions!

"Not good!" Wang Jinglong shouted immediately.

But it was still too late.

All the so-called great Confucian scholars who had not established their country and the world were shocked, bleeding from all seven orifices, and collapsed to the ground.

Whether it was the great scholars in front of the holy temples or the great scholars from other ancient lands who came through projections, they all fainted because of their insufficient cultivation.

The rest of the great scholars were also terrified, with divine light flashing around their bodies, and they were enveloped by the power of the country and the world.

"I was careless after all." Wang Jinglong said self-blamingly, and waved his hand. The divine light of the Holy Academy descended from the sky, and the white light column enveloped all the great scholars again.

However, in an instant, the injured great scholar woke up. Even though he was treated by the terrifying power of the Holy Academy, he was still dizzy and looked at the light curtain blankly.

The huge and towering Kunlun, which was overwhelming the ten realms, pressed down heavily.

Zong Moju looked stern, took a deep breath, and the divine consciousness body also appeared behind him.

His divine consciousness body was only half of Fang Yun's, and the degree of condensation was far less than Fang Yun. There was a faint trace of gray impurities in his holy thoughts.

Those impurities not only did not hinder him, but lingered around him, making his divine thoughts even more peculiar.

Now it was Fang Yun's turn to look surprised, and then he looked enlightened, as if he had figured something out.

All the semi-saints in front of the temple seemed to be thinking about something.

The great scholars couldn't understand, they only saw that Zong Moju's holy thoughts suddenly expanded rapidly, rising rapidly, and finally reached two-thirds of Fang Yun's size.

This time, it was the great scholars' turn to be surprised, because according to the records in the book, whether it was divine thoughts or holy thoughts, the power was fixed, and there was no secret method to make holy thoughts suddenly increase.

This Zong Moju could actually make the holy thoughts surge at this time, but this alone was enough to overwhelm all the semi-saints!

In the eyes of the crowd, they could only see half of Zong Moju's body, but this holy thought was fully presented in front of everyone.

"All under heaven belongs to the king."

The nearly seven hundred feet tall Sheng Nian Zong Mo Ju groaned, and spread his right palm upwards. Endless white light spots surged from his palm, like electric currents, forming one translucent building after another.

There is the Temple of Heaven for offering sacrifices to the sky, the Temple of Earth for offering sacrifices to the earth, the Temple of the Land for offering sacrifices to the land, the ancestral temple of the clan, and the ancestral temple of the Qing Kingdom...

Finally, those white light spots formed a three-dimensional map of the Qing Kingdom on Zong Mo Ju's right palm.

An instant later, Sheng Nian Zong Mo Ju spread his left palm.

On his left palm, white light surged, and electric light intertwined, forming a broken map of the Shengyuan Continent. The map does not include Jing Kingdom, Kongcheng, or Qing Kingdom. The rest of the countries are all broken, but it includes the complete Kunlun Mountains.

"Five directions and five colors, return to the land!"

In ancient times, five-colored soil from various places was put into the Altar of Land and Grain, representing that all under heaven is the king's land.

Sheng Nian Zong Mo Ju pressed the broken map of the Shengyuan Continent in his left hand onto the map of the Qing Kingdom in his right hand.

Boom...

The heaven and earth shook, and a translucent Shengyuan planet with a diameter of 100 feet appeared in Zong Moju's right hand. Although it was broken everywhere, it exuded great power.

There is a world in Zong Sheng's palm.

Zong Moju threw it lightly, and the Shengnian planet soared into the sky like a firework, and triggered dense space ripples, forming a dazzling light, spinning rapidly, rising, rising!

Rumble...

In front of the huge Kunlun, the Shengnian planet was like a sesame seed, but it still exuded a long tail of divine light and rose stubbornly.

At the moment when they saw the Shengnian planet flying, all the Confucian scholars of the Miscellaneous School had tears in their eyes.

The Miscellaneous School has always failed, but Zong Moju has never surrendered!