Dongcang City.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and everyone was still immersed in Chen Luoshi's spirit of chasing Mantian. Suddenly, the sky was filled with stars, and a bright galaxy like the Milky Way broke out of the sky, pouring down, washing like water. Chen Luo's body, Chen Luo felt as if the acupoints all over his body had turned into stars, shining brightly. When all the acupoints in Chen Luo's body were full, Bi Xi under him opened his mouth and took a deep breath. Suddenly, the starlight was sucked into Bi Xi's body, and then the "Responsibility Monument" on Bi Xi's back overflowed with faint stars. The glow flickers on and off, just like the beating of a heart.
At the same time, a star was born out of thin air in the canopy, its light flickering, slowly stagnating with the rhythm of the "Responsibility Monument".
"The Wuqu Star is born!" Yan Baichuan pinched his beard, "Following the Confucian Wenqu Star, the Taoist Doumu Star, and the Buddhist Prajna Star, a new enlightenment star has appeared."
"From now on, under the sky, wherever the martial arts star shines, all places can be taught martial arts!"
Everyone in the square formation of historians sitting aside had red faces, as if they were drunk, they were extremely excited.
See the stars! The last senior who recorded the birth of the Enlightenment Star existed thousands of years ago.
When historians see this scene, it is like a huge wave passing through the long river of time and space. How majestic it is!
…
"Is there something missing?" A great scholar from a semi-sage family suddenly whispered to the great scholar next to him, "Confucius had seventy-two sages and three thousand disciples in his time, and he eventually carried forward Confucianism and Taoism."
"Including Taoism and Buddhism, just like my Confucian sect, every one of them is not a sea of classics. Martial arts, so far, is full of calculations, but they are only four or five volumes written by Wuhou himself."
The great Confucian who heard the message nodded slightly and sighed: "The foundation is a bit weak, but when the three founders of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism preached, they could reach the sky thousands of miles away, so that future generations can intercept the truth and explain it on their own. "
"The martial arts is currently only three thousand miles away, I'm afraid it's too weak!"
"So, the future of martial arts still depends on Wuhou's diligent writing?"
"Alas, even if Wuhou Tianzong is a talented person, how many books can he write? It is better to practice diligently. If he reaches the height of ten thousand miles as soon as possible, there may be a prosperous age of martial arts classics!"
Naturally, Chen Luo couldn't hear the private communication between these two great scholars. At this time, his mind was entirely focused on the mysterious martial arts.
The moment Wu Quxing appeared, a ray of light also shone on the martial arts, and the colorful martial arts vibrated endlessly, as if something was gestating.
Almost at the same time, the sharp-eyed people present also noticed that the martial arts projection above Dongcang City was the same. The originally flat colorful avenue suddenly appeared like a river with undulating waves.
"What's going on? What happened to martial arts?" Someone suddenly exclaimed. Everyone here was a great Confucian or a Taoist monarch. Naturally, they understood that the importance of stability in the Tongtian Avenue. If the projected waves were tumbling, the martial arts body must have experienced a big shock.
Could it be that the previous fight with Mantian left hidden dangers?
Everyone looked at Chen Luo with concern. At this moment, Chen Luo's red dust energy suddenly exploded. Like a giant pillar, the colorful red dust energy shot straight into the sky and threw himself into the martial arts.
"It seems that something is coming out of martial arts!" Yan Baichuan frowned. He tried to deduce, but was stopped by the power of heaven.
"Mr. Sima, is there such a record in the history books?" Yun Siyao looked at Sima Lie anxiously. Sima Lie also looked puzzled and shook his head slightly, "Mantian has attacked several times, but there is no precedent of directly damaging the foundation of Tongtian Avenue. ah!"
"What went wrong!" A seal symbol slowly appeared on Yun Siyao's forehead. She looked at Chen Luo, her long hair floating slightly behind her.
The worst thing is, one more game of chess with Mantian!
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At the same time, outside Lunjian Pavilion.
Ren Ji, Song Wuji, Adamo, Su Qianqian and other martial arts practitioners gathered in Lunjian Pavilion and looked up at the martial arts projection in the sky, frowning slightly.
"Is it Mantian's back-up plan?"
"How is the Marquis doing now?"
"Damn it, why are you so frustrated!"
Amidst the sounds of worry, Su Qianqian sat cross-legged.
"Qian Qian's skills are low and she cannot help the young master. She is willing to use her mortal aura to help the young master's weak strength."
As he spoke, a stream of colorful red dust energy rose up from Su Qianqian's body. The red dust energy seemed to have exhausted all its strength and was about to rush into the void.
"The Marquis is like a lamp, and I, Aji, am the one who studies hard under the lamp. Ren Ji is willing to be lamp oil to help the Marquis stay awake forever!" Ren Ji sat cross-legged, and the red dust aura from his body also rose into the sky.
"Your Majesty is the Buddha, and the Buddha is your Reverend. Your Majesty, Adamo cannot see this game in vain." Adamo clasped his hands together, and the vast red dust air rose into the sky with streaks of golden light.
"Master Marquis, Wuji is willing to die in this life." Little Song Wuji bowed heavily in the direction of Wuyuan, and the colorful energy, accompanied by the entanglement of black and white, curled up.
Following the actions of the four people, the other warriors all came to their senses and bowed to the martial arts academy, and all of a sudden the seven-color energy rose up.
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Dongcang City.
One by one, the warriors looked at the churning avenue of mortals, and all bowed to the martial arts academy, with the aura of mortals spurting out from their bodies.
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above the canal.
Qin Yu looked up at the Wuqu star in the sky and suddenly felt something in his heart. He sat down on the bow of the boat and closed his eyes slightly. A bloody red dust gas emerged from his body and headed straight to the north.
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Under the sky.
Under the starlight of Wu Qu, a man named Wu Dao sat facing north. The colorful red dust gas, which may be thick or thin, turbid or clear, left the body and headed north.
…
Chen Luo opened his eyes. At this moment, countless colorful lights came out of nowhere, dyeing the dim sky into a colorful mess.
Even first-class scholars like Yan Baichuan and Sima Lie opened their mouths at this time.
What a spectacle!
I saw the rays of red dust passing through the shadow of the martial arts, and finally fell onto the martial arts. In an instant, the sound of thunder sounded out of thin air above the martial arts.
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"Mom, look, it's a pen!" In Dongcang City, a child who had just learned was lying in his mother's arms, pointing his chubby fingers at the martial arts projection in the sky.
I saw the shadow of an object slowly emerging in the martial arts. One moment it turned into a spear, the next it turned into a sword. Finally, the shadow was frozen and turned into a colorful pen.
Immediately afterwards, another book volume condensed, and the book was opened, and the books of "The Swordsman", "The Sentimental Swordsman's Ruthless Sword", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Heaven Slaying the Dragon", and "The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon" The titles of the books flashed one by one, followed by large empty pages, as if they were waiting for someone to write.
"Daodao Shubi!" Yan Baichuan looked stunned, "Martial arts, besides Chen Luo, can anyone else write a book about martial arts?"
"Oh my God, isn't this the ability of a Wanli Tongtian?"
"You have forgotten that there is no need for profound and mysterious books in the world of mortals. People in the mortal world can naturally write books in the mortal world!"
"Yes, yes. People from the world of mortals write books from the world of mortals, why can't they!"
At this time, the smile on Chen Luo's face gradually brightened.
Finally, Cangtian Tiandao recognized the existence of martial arts.
Others can also write martial arts in Yawen.
Of course, just like writing books on Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, the author needs to fully understand the martial arts principles in the book before he can write it down and enjoy the benefits of the writer.
Although the difficulty is not small, thousands of years later, martial arts classics will inevitably be as vast as Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.
After all, the power of the masses is infinite!
And he, as a platform... No, as the master of martial arts, he can naturally get a lot of benefits.
With a thought in his mind, Chen Luo fed back all the red dust energy he had just received within the avenue to everyone.
At this time, the martial arts projection slowly subsided, and a fiery red finally appeared in the east.
Sunrise.
Chen Luo turned his head and happened to look slightly at Yun Siyao in the crowd. Yun Siyao nodded gently with eyes filled with relief.
"I've seen Master Tianxia!" Yan Baichuan stood up first and bowed in salute.
Anyone who teaches the world is a teacher of the world.
After Yan Baichuan, all the great scholars stood up and saluted at the same time: "I have seen the martial arts masters all over the world."
Immediately afterwards, Qingxuan and all the Taoist masters also stood up, made a Taoist bow, and said: "I have met the founder of martial arts!"
The other Dao Lords followed and worshiped: "I have met the founder of martial arts!"
Chen Luo cupped his fists and returned the salute: "Thank you, my seniors from Confucianism and Taoism!"
The rising rays of light filled Dongcang City and also fell on the martial arts projection. Chen Luo took a deep breath and shouted in Dongcang: "Dongcang Martial Academy!"
"May the human race have no borders!"
"open!"
…
A clear and beautiful voice rang out——
"The red sun rises in the east sky, and its avenues are full of glow..."
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