"Daozu!"
Di Xin's face turned serious.
This attack contains incredible power.
"Tiandao, do you dare?"
After this attack, I heard the roar of Daozu Hongjun. Apparently, Taoist Hongjun was distracted and was attacked by Tiandao. Under this blow, Daozu did not dare to take action again.
But just this moment is enough.
Daozu's strength has also reached an incredible level. This attack contains the power of time. You must know that there is such a saying in the Three Thousand Laws. It means that space is king and time is supreme.
It's talking about the inverse nature of time.
As a martial artist, my energy and blood are stronger than those of immortals. But under the erosion of Taozu's power of time, I slowly aged.
Seeing Di Xin's doubts, Wu Zu emphasized again.
"That's right! Even though my martial arts energy and blood are so high, under the erosion of the power of time, I feel that I will age thousands of years in an instant. This is because my strength has reached the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Otherwise, I estimate that even that quasi-sage, Dzogchen, may die of old age in an instant! Yes, die of old age! This is the law of time that can kill a saint!
I estimate that the Dao Ancestor's strength may have reached the level of the Dao a long time ago. I don’t know what he is planning? Still have some plans. In short, I still looked down on Dao Ancestor a little before, but after being hit by the law of time, I became completely sober. The level of Dao Ancestor, at least, is not something I can detect. "
"So, Martial Ancestor, how did you remove the power of the Law of Time?"
Di Xin was a little curious. Daozu's attack is not that simple.
"Hmph! How to remove it? Use the power of time against the power of time and let them wear it away!"
The power of Daozu's blow created a rift in space, forming a space-time turbulence. With the attack of the Six Saints, I cleverly escaped into the turbulence of time and space. Let them think that I was knocked into the turbulence of time and space by them.
Di Xin knew that Martial Ancestor had no choice. I wanted to notify the human race, but it was obviously too late now. Being poisoned by Dao Ancestor's time, and having the Six Saints watching him eagerly, to be honest, it was not easy for Wu Ancestor to take the opportunity to escape.
You have to know that in the chaos of time and space, even a saint can get lost. The space-time turbulence here is not the kind of small space turbulence in the prehistoric world. There is the power of space raging, and the power of time flowing. This is a terrible natural disaster. A place that even saints fear.
After hearing this, Di Xin knew that the Martial Ancestor might not be aware of everything that happened to the human race later. To know all this, we have to wait until Ge Tianshi wakes up.
"Escape into the turbulent flow of time and space, and the attributes of time and space are flowing everywhere. Sure enough, my idea is correct! After the power of time in the turbulent flow of time and space encountered the poison of time of Dao Ancestor, the two immediately came into being. A fierce touch. No matter how powerful Dao Ancestor was, the poison of time in my body was rootless and floating. Gradually, this poison of time was cleared away! At the moment when the poison of time was cleared away by Dao Ancestor, I took Without the power of fate and time and space given to me by Wenzu, now that I have come to this turbulent flow of time and space, I can't find the way back for a while. Fortunately, I will go to the future! Bring it back one day early The two civil and military saints of my human race will have more strength when my human race returns."
"The power of destiny, time and space is really miraculous. A passage suddenly appeared in the void. I plunged into this passage and directly came to the era of the literary saint! Speaking of which, this Wen Xiang is quite He is truly a born literary saint!
When I first stepped onto the earth, the Wen Dao Brush came out automatically and flew out in one direction. It actually fell directly into the hands of an old man.
This old man is exactly what Patriarch Wen said was the future born literary saint of our race.
I have been guarding this literary saint until the end of his life, and then I appeared in front of this literary saint.
The literary saint didn't seem surprised at all by my appearance. It seemed like it had been expected.
"This must be the Martial Ancestor of my human race! Confucius has met the Martial Ancestor!"
That's right. This born saint of literature and art was Confucius and Confucius of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods.
"Over the years, you must have learned from this literary writing about the difficulties of our human race in ancient times! You are willing to fight in the heavens for the rise of our human race!"
"Wu Ancestor is here, although Confucius was not born in ancient times, he has experienced the inheritance of humane writing in these years, especially the great virtue of Wen Ancestor. Confucius's heart has long been in ancient times. I once said that everyone wants to Have the heart to sacrifice for the sake of benevolence. Please take me back to the ancient times, Confucius. I, Kong Qiu, will defy heaven and become a saint in the ancient times. Let me, a Confucian scholar of the younger generation, complete what the ancestor Wen did not accomplish! I want Wen to meet all the saints!"
"Great kindness!"
"Get ready, we are going to find the Martial Saint! Hahaha, the Wen Saint that Wenzu likes is so powerful, I wonder what I, the Martial Saint, should do?"
By now, Martial Ancestor was extremely curious about the Martial Saint.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
I only saw a middle-aged man, leading only 30,000 soldiers, destroying the city and destroying the country is as simple as eating and drinking.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
This middle-aged man with a resolute face showed no fear in the face of troops several times his own. All the soldiers under his command are elites who can match one to a hundred. As for this man, he is completely unrivaled.
"Okay, okay! What a military sage! What a master of military strategism for centuries! What a master of Sun Tzu's Art of War! He must be my martial arts saint!"
Wu Zu was simply too satisfied.
His martial arts understanding was unparalleled, and most importantly, Sun Wu was actually a military sage.
What is the most important thing for an emperor's subordinates? fight! Yes, fight! Fight the ever-victorious battle! Fight the invincible battle!
Wu Zu had to admire Wen Zu's vision. This combination of civil and military aspects is simply in line with the development strategy of the human race.
Imagine that Confucius will educate three thousand more disciples and seventy-two sages in the ancient times. Any one of these disciples will have the talent to govern the world. Sun Wu trained 30,000 elite soldiers who were invincible in every battle. Each of these 30,000 elite soldiers can lead an army alone. What a terrible thing.
This is simply a talent tailor-made for Di Xin!
The result is obvious.
When Wu Zu appeared, Martial Arts Spear also recognized Sun Wu.
"Okay, okay! I thought my life was going to be so ordinary! I didn't expect that the prehistoric era was so wonderful. If I go to ancient times, I will train a group of powerful armies for my human race that can conquer the heavens! Let the heavens Wanzu, look at it, we, the human race, are not that easy to mess with."
Sun Wu was so excited that he started to tremble.
For a martial arts saint like Sun Wu, nothing is more important than fighting and martial arts.
