The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3112 Heavy Literary World

The literary world needs time to grow.

The great scholars looked at Zongsheng's literary world, which was completely equivalent to a continent, with their eyes full of scorching light.

The literary world is the dream of all great scholars.

There are too many things that can be done in the literary world, and the literary world has various powers, whether it is used for attack, defense, or to breed power, or to form an extreme power according to its own holy way.

All great scholars observe Zongsheng's literary world wholeheartedly.

There are no too many redundant things in Zongsheng's literary world, almost all of them are cities and people.

And at the core of the literary world is a towering palace.

Obviously, this literary world is the manifestation of Zongsheng's miscellaneous holy way. Almost everyone's words and deeds in the literary world revolve around the miscellaneous holy way, which is also the meaning of their existence.

The power provided by this literary world to Zongsheng is no less than the power of the entire Qing Kingdom.

As long as the literary world continues to expand and as long as the number of people in it continues to increase, the miscellaneous holy way in the literary world will become stronger and stronger, and Zongsheng himself will become stronger and stronger.

After just a moment of watching, everyone realized the ambition of the Zongsheng.

This literary world does not have a strong attack or defense ability. It was born completely for Zong Moju to practice the holy way of the miscellaneous school.

The entire literary world is just a stepping stone for Zong Moju to be promoted to the sub-sage.

Such a person has both talent and will, so there is no need to worry about not achieving great things.

Soon, everyone calmed down and determined that this was the largest of the semi-sage literary worlds that appeared in the human race.

The comparison of literary worlds seemed to have been decided.

"Please, Fang Sheng." Zong Moju stood proudly in the starry sky, in the center of the stars, looking at Fang Yun in front of him.

Fang Yun nodded gently and smiled slightly. After a breath, he suddenly said: "Zongsheng, I suggest you move the literary world back, preferably behind you."

At this time, the Zongsheng literary world was like a continent hanging over the two of them.

Zong Moju nodded and said: "That's good, to prevent your literary world from being defeated by this saint's literary world after it appears."

Fang Yun smiled and did not answer.

Then Zong Moju's literary world of tens of thousands of miles was like a huge starry sky mechanism in the universe, slowly moving backwards, and finally moving behind Zong Moju.

As Zong Sheng's literary world moved backwards, the trajectory of nearby stars changed significantly.

Zong Sheng's movement attracted the stars.

All the great scholars sighed, and they had no regrets in their lives to see such a magnificent scene with their own eyes.

Fang Yun said slowly: "I was canonized late, and the literary world is only in its embryonic form. It has not been fully used so far. At most, I have borrowed a little power from it. Today is also the first time to fully release it. It is difficult to control. If there is any negligence, please forgive me, Zong Sheng."

Zong Moju nodded slightly, indicating that he could understand. The literary world is the core power of the semi-saint, with unparalleled power and surging power. When the semi-saint first fully summoned the literary world, it was like a baby raising an axe, unable to do it, and there would inevitably be some problems.

Zong Moju was in the game, but the semi-saint in front of the light curtain was different.

Many semi-saints immediately grasped the key in Fang Yun's words, and then looked at each other with doubt in their eyes.

Fang Yun has only borrowed a little power from the literary world so far. This sentence can be understood from two perspectives.

Zong Moju's understanding is that Fang Yun is afraid that his foundation is not stable, and rashly moving the power of the literary world may cause the literary world to shake or even collapse, and ultimately affect the future of the holy way, so he rarely borrowed the power of the literary world in previous battles.

However, in the ears of Wang Jinglong and other semi-saints, Fang Yun was saying that the previous opponents were not worth going all out!

Fang Yun's canonization time is very short, only one or two years, but with such a brilliant record, he still said that he didn't go all out?

In the various eyes of the crowd, Fang Yun took a deep breath, and the holy power around him appeared, and the space shook with it, as if he was using all his strength.

Above Fang Yun, the space fluctuated like the surface of a lake in the spring breeze, rippling slightly.

After a few breaths, everything was interrupted.

Fang Yun looked embarrassed and blushed. He was a half-saint, but he couldn't even release his literary world. This was unprecedented.

Everyone stared at Fang Yun blankly, and even Zong Moju said with a smile: "You have been a saint for too short a time, I'm afraid you can't release your literary world."

Then the saints and great scholars laughed. This was like a newly promoted great scholar. No matter how talented he was, he couldn't release his family, country and world immediately because he hadn't formed yet.

Everyone looked at Fang Yun with a smile. They didn't intend to laugh at him, but they were particularly happy.

Finally, they had the opportunity to see Fang Yun embarrassed, and finally they could see what Fang Yun couldn't do.

Fang Yun helplessly explained: "My literary world is too heavy. It's the first time I release it, and I didn't find a way."

"Then I will wait for you." Zong Moju smiled and raised his chin slightly.

Some great scholars laughed secretly. They didn't expect that Fang Sheng would also be embarrassed. This was obviously not as good as Zong Sheng, and he used his recent sainthood as an excuse.

The semi-saints watched this scene with great interest, and they didn't think much of Fang Yun. After all, in the hearts of these old men, Fang Yun was still a young child.

People of Fang Yun's age in various families have to call them grandpa or even great-grandpa.

Fang Yun thought seriously, and after a long time, he suddenly looked up and smiled: "I know."

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he opened his mouth and the True Dragon Holy Sword flew out, with ten patterns surrounding the sword body.

The faces of the saints changed. The momentum of this True Dragon Ancient Sword was far stronger than any semi-saint!

Even the holy sword or holy spear of the military strategist was far inferior.

Because this True Dragon Holy Sword obviously did not release any special power, it just flew normally, and it tore the space!

The sword came out to split the sky, this is a realm that only the sub-saints can achieve.

Each time the dragon pattern on the sword is upgraded, the dragon energy required is many times that of the previous one. Everyone has long calculated that the dragon energy required for the ten-line verbal sword is 100,000 times that of the seven-line sword!

Even Dragon City is reluctant to part with so much dragon energy.

This dragon energy is enough to give birth to a multi-headed dragon half-saint!

From the last time Fang Yun's True Dragon Holy Sword appeared to now, many people can't figure out where Fang Yun got so much dragon energy.

Zong Moju's face turned cold and he looked at the True Dragon Holy Sword quietly.

Everyone immediately realized why Zong Moju was unhappy. Fang Yun knew that he was not as good as Zong Sheng in the literary world, so he simply used the True Dragon Holy Sword that he was good at to demonstrate!

Some great scholars shook their heads. A child's heart is just as good as his own. Since Zongsheng was asked to choose a civil war method, which was no better than a verbal battle, why bother to use it? It would be even more embarrassing to lose.

Under the gaze of everyone, the True Dragon Holy Sword flew high into the sky.

"open!"

Fang Yun shouted in a low voice and slashed horizontally and vertically with the True Dragon Holy Sword.

boom……

In the sky above Fang Yun, thirty thousand miles of space collapsed, revealing a pure black void.

Everyone was puzzled, and even the Zong Sheng had some doubts. If the human half-saint went all out to break the space, he could do it. Although it would consume a lot of power, Fang Yun's strength was high and he could easily break the space, but there was a problem. What is it for? Even Zong Sheng himself didn't believe that he was demonstrating deliberately. Fang Yun might be young, but he wasn't that stupid.

In the eyes of everyone's doubts, a star with a diameter of 30,000 miles appeared out of thin air in the void!

There is a huge canopy of light on the surface of the star, with a diameter of more than 100,000 miles, which directly explodes the nearby space.

In the starry sky, a void area with a diameter of one hundred thousand miles appeared, filled by the star and the external light shield.

Subsequently, the void shrank and the space was repaired.

The scary thing is that outside the star's light shield, there are dense space cracks and space sawtooths!