Countless thoughts passed through Zhou Sheng's mind, as masters competed with each other. Such hesitation was fatal.
But, he couldn't care anymore.
In his heart, there was more disbelief.
The Wen Dao, which corresponds to the Dao of Heaven, is actually divided into two, and it can still be established.
So the question is, between him and Xu Mochen, whose literary style is orthodox?
In such a moment of trance, Xu Mochen had already arrived in front of him with steady steps.
"You..." Although Zhou Sheng had thousands of words in his heart, he was speechless and choked at this moment.
"What I am stepping on is not my own literary path," Xu Mochen was neither happy nor sad. He held the Hanguang Sword tightly in his hand. Among the various powers entwined in the sword, a new national destiny and literary path was added. "Da Qian and I will leave in the future.
It is a literary tradition that belongs to all people in the world.
Saint Zhou, this is what you will never understand. "
As soon as he finished speaking this sentence, the Wen Dao under Zhou Sheng's feet fell apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into pieces and falling down.
It was only a few steps away from him ascending to heaven.
However, just such a small distance, such a few steps, became forever impossible for him.
The heavenly gate opened in the upper realm of the clouds actually began to close slowly after it came into contact with the Wen Dao at Xu Mochen's feet.
That was the decision of the entire Yunshang Realm, and they rejected Xu Mochen.
Zhou Sheng was also abandoned.
As Zhou Sheng's own literary skills collapsed, all the power that supported him began to dissipate.
Countless ink and gold characters emerged from his body, spinning up and disappearing.
"Impossible," he, who was originally as beautiful as jade, began to age, his face became full of wrinkles, and his hair gradually turned white and fell off. "I have prepared three thousand years of literature, and countless grammar sects in the world have supported and condensed literature. !”
How could it end up like this?
Xu Mochen just looked at him calmly, and he could clearly see that flames were burning in Zhou Sheng's Qizang Divine Mansion.
The flame is black, and the calamity of annihilation occurs once every three thousand years.
No immortal cultivator can escape the catastrophe of annihilation as long as he does not ascend.
After annihilation, everything becomes empty.
No longer entering the six realms of reincarnation, even the soul cannot go to the ruins to be washed, and then go to the chaotic sea.
"Save me..." Black flames appeared on Zhou Sheng's body both inside and outside, "Save me..."
Xu Mochen sighed: "What destroys you is your own culture.
As a cultivator of immortality, you should understand this truth about the lasting power and the backlash after losing it. "
"I'm just a little short of..." Zhou Sheng shook his head hard, the flames had reached his neck and came out of his Tianmen, "My goal is..."
He has lived for three thousand years, passed through tribulations, ascended and merged with the heavens, but he has not yet reached it.
So his purpose is to enter the upper world of the clouds in a physical body and become the supreme being that can travel between the two worlds.
Trying to break the catastrophe of Nirvana...
However... Facts have proved that the way of heaven treats all immortal cultivators equally.
The failure of the action caused the destruction of his own culture and the catastrophe of annihilation came ahead of schedule.
Xu Mochen didn't even need to take action, he would torment himself and fall.
In the black flames, Zhou Sheng disappeared completely.
The ladder to heaven and the way of literature that he created slowly dissipated.
Xu Mochen took a breath and looked up at the Tianmen above.
Tianmen has not yet completely merged, and he continues to take one step forward.
His literary skills have also reached the door of Tianmen. Although the Yunshang Realm does not accept his literary skills, Xu Mochen can use this to force his way in.
He had been to the entrance to the Cloud Realm twice, once to the underworld and once to the Buddhist cultivation realm.
Behind the door this time should be the world of the Wenfa Sect.
He has the memory of three lifetimes, and he is not sure whether he is Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal.
The answer may lie behind that door.
Xu Mochen used the power of "reverse" to get rid of the last obstacle of the barrier, and stepped into the world on the other side through the Tianmen with his right foot.
There was a dazzling light in front of his eyes, and when Xu Mochen was getting used to it, a voice rang out: "Your Majesty, stay here."
Xu Mochen stopped. Just like the previous two times, this time, someone appeared in front of him.
What he saw was a middle-aged man wearing Confucian clothes, with big ears and shoulders, and his hands above his knees.
"Sage Kong?" Xu Mochen recognized this person, and he suddenly felt funny, "You are the one guarding here this time."
"Your Majesty," Sage Kong smiled, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, for being able to forge a new literary tradition."
Xu Mochen refused to advance or retreat: "I'm afraid it's different from your Wen Dao, and the Wenfa Sect in Yunshang Realm rejected it.
Do you also think that this kind of literary style is not suitable for serious work? "
"Whether he is suitable or not is not up to us," Kong Shengren smiled, "His Majesty's literary ways, taking from all people and giving back to all people, are the result of young Daqian's choice, that is the most suitable."
Xu Mochen saluted slightly: "Thank you, saint, for your guidance.
Also, I would like to ask, the saint is here probably for the so-called covenant of ten lifetimes.
So, am I just..."
Sage Kong returned the courtesy: "Your Majesty is too polite, but I dare not give you any advice.
Now we can only tell His Majesty, but actually we don’t know either. "
Xu Mochen was stunned. He did not expect such an answer.
All along, he thought that these immortals from Blue Star must know Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal and know the answer.
But now the people in front of me told myself that they didn't know either.
This is how the same thing?
"Everyone in the world is a chess piece," Kong Shengren said calmly, "This game is not only for him, but also for His Majesty and us.
As long as this game of chess is not played to the end, no one knows the final result.
Don't know where the problem lies.
If you say this, can your Majesty accept it? "
Xu Mochen felt relieved and saluted again: "Thank you sir for answering my questions. I have learned a lesson."
They are all in the chess game. If this is the case, Xu Mochen feels that he should make full use of his role as a chess piece.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Xu Mochen took back his right foot after crossing the threshold: "As for Yunshangjie, I will pay a serious visit one day."
Sage Kong returned the courtesy: "We will certainly respectfully invite Your Majesty to visit us at that time.
It's a pity that the ten-life agreement between Your Majesty and I has ended. I look forward to the end of the chess game here and the time when we can meet again. "
Xu Mochen smiled: "That's for sure."
The Tianmen slowly closed, blocking their sight.
Then, the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared and turned into the original blue sky and white clouds.
Xu Mochen dissipated his magical power and slowly flew down on his sword.
He was already certain that he was not the Tenth Life Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal.
However, he can also symbolize the tenth life of Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal.
He has seen immortals such as Meng Po, Ran Deng, and Confucius.
All three people left a message: The tenth life agreement has been completed.
In other words, he may be equivalent to Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal, or a similar existence.
The real Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal should be hiding somewhere in this world now, controlling everything secretly.
In this black and white chess game, one person holds black and the other holds white.
Xu Mochen knew clearly that the person holding the black chess piece was Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal.
As for who the person playing chess with him is, Xu Mochen doesn't know yet.
(End of chapter)
