Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 312: Wuqu star now, may the human race be boundless
East Cang City.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were all gone, and everyone was still immersed in Chen Luoshi's spirit of chasing the wild sky. Suddenly the sky was full of stars, and the bright galaxy like a galaxy broke out from the sky and poured down, like water quality. Generally scouring Chen Luo's body, Chen Luo only felt that all the acupoints in his body seemed to have turned into stars, and the stars were shining. When Chen Luo's body was full of acupoints, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. Suddenly, all the stars were sucked into his body, and then the "responsible monument" on his back overflowed with faint stars. Mang, flickering bright and dark, like a heart beating.
At the same time, a star was born out of thin air in the sky, the light flickered, and the rhythm of the "responsible monument" slowly stalled.
"The star of martial arts is born!" Yan Baichuan pinched his beard. "Following the star of Confucianism Wenqu, Taoist Doum, and Buddhist Prajna, a new enlightenment star has appeared."
"From now on, under the sky, the place where the martial arts star shines can be taught by martial arts!"
Everyone in the Shi Family Square Array, who was sitting beside him, was blushing, as if he was drunk. He was extremely excited.
See the stars! The last senior who recorded the birth of enlightening stars was still ten thousand years ago.
Shijia sees this scene, like experiencing the sky-shattering waves of the long river of time and space, how majestic!
……
"Is there something missing?" A great Confucian from a semi-sage family suddenly whispered to the great Confucian next to him, "Kong Sheng had seventy-two sages and three thousand disciples, and finally carried forward Confucianism and Taoism."
"Including Taoism and Buddhism, like my Confucianism, which one is not a classic like the sea. Martial arts so far have been full of calculations, but they are only four or five novels written by Wuhou himself."
The great Confucian who heard the sound transmission nodded lightly and sighed: "The foundation is a little weak, but when the ancestors of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism preached, they all reached the sky, and only later generations can intercept the truth. Elaborate on your own."
"At present, there are only three thousand miles of martial arts, so I'm afraid it's not enough!"
"So, the future of martial arts still depends on Wuhou's diligent writing?"
"Hey, even if Wuhoutian is a talented person, how many books can he write? It's better to practice diligently. If you reach the sky in the early days, there may be a prosperous world of martial arts books!"
Chen Luo naturally couldn't hear the private voice transmission of these two great scholars. At this time, his mind was all focused on the martial arts.
At the moment when the martial arts star appeared, a ray of light also shone on the martial arts, and the colorful martial arts oscillated endlessly, as if something was nurturing.
Almost at the same time, the sharp-eyed people in the room also noticed that the martial arts above Dongcang City were projected. They saw that the originally flat seven-colored avenue suddenly appeared like a river, with undulating waves.
"What's going on? What's wrong with Martial Dao?" Someone suddenly exclaimed. All the people present were great Confucians or Daoists. Naturally, they understood that Tongtian Dao was stable and the projection waves were tumbling, so the body of Martial Dao must have undergone a big shock. .
Could it be that there were hidden dangers left in the previous battle with the wild sky?
Everyone looked at Chen Luo with concern. At this time, Chen Luo's whole body burst into red dust, and the colorful red dust like a giant pillar shot directly into the sky and plunged into martial arts.
"It seems that there is something coming out of Martial Dao!" Yan Baichuan frowned. He tried to deduce, but was stopped by the might of the Dao of Heaven.
"Mr. Sima, is there such a record in the history books?" Yun Siyao looked at Sima Lie anxiously, Sima Lie also showed doubts and shook his head slightly, "Man Tian has attacked several times, but it did not directly damage the Tongtian Avenue. A fundamental precedent!"
"Where is the problem!" A seal symbol slowly appeared on Yun Siyao's forehead. She looked at Chen Luo, her long hair fluttering slightly behind her.
The big deal, let's play Mantian again!
……
Meanwhile, outside Lunjian Pavilion.
Ren Ji, Song Wuji, Adamo, Su Qianqian and other martial arts people gathered in Lunjian Pavilion, also looking up at the martial arts projection in the sky, frowning slightly.
"Is it Man Tian's backhand?"
"How is the Lord now?"
"Damn, what a twist!"
In the sound of worry, Su Qian sat cross-legged.
"Qianqian's ability is low and cannot help the son. I would like to help the son's weak strength with a mortal air."
Speaking, a colorful red dust energy rose from Su Qianqian's body. The red dust energy seemed to have exhausted its strength and was about to rush into the void.
"The Marquis is like a lamp, and I, Aji, are the people who study hard under the lamp. Ren Ji is willing to be the oil for the lamp and help the Marquis to stay bright!" go.
"The Venerable is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the Venerable. Venerable, this game, Adamo can't see it empty."
"Master Marquis, Wuji is willing to die in this life." Xiao Xiao Song Wuji bowed heavily in the direction of the martial arts institute.
Following the actions of the four, the rest of the warriors all came to their senses, and they all bowed to the martial arts institute.
……
East Cang City.
A warrior looked at the churning red dust avenue, all bowed to the martial arts institute, and the red dust gas gushed out from his body.
……
On the canal.
Qin Yu looked up at the star of Wuqu in the sky, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He sat down on the bow of the boat and closed his eyes slightly.
……
Under the sky.
Under the starlight of Wuqu, a person of the famous martial arts sat facing north, and the colorful red dust gas, either thick or thin, turbid or clear, came out of the body, all facing north.
……
Chen Luo opened his eyes, and at this moment, countless colorful lights came out one by one, dyeing the dim sky into a colorful one.
Even high-ranking scholars like Yan Baichuan and Sima Lie opened their mouths at this time.
What a spectacle!
I saw that the air of red dust passed through the phantom of the martial arts, and finally fell on the martial arts. In an instant, the sound of thunder blasting sounded out of thin air.
……
"Mother, look, it's a pen!" In Dongcang City, a child who had just learned lay in his mother's arms and pointed his chubby finger at the martial arts projection in the sky.
In the martial arts, the phantom of an object slowly emerged, and it turned into a long spear for a while, and a sharp sword for a while, and finally the phantom was frozen and turned into a colorful pen.
Following, another scroll condensed, and the scroll opened, "Swordsman", "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Condor Heroes", "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer", "Dragon Eight" The titles of the books flashed one by one, followed by a large blank page, as if waiting for someone to write.
"The Great Way of Writing!" Yan Baichuan looked stunned, "Martial Dao, other than Chen Luo, can anyone else write a book and talk about it?"
"My God, isn't this the ability of Wanlitongtian?"
"You forgot, red dust books do not need to be esoteric and mysterious, red dust people can naturally write red dust books!"
"Yes, yes. People of the mortal world write the book of the mortal world, why can't they!"
At this time, the smile on Chen Luo's face gradually brightened.
Finally, Cang Tiandao recognized the existence of martial arts novels.
Others can now write martial arts novels in Yawen.
Of course, just like writing a book with Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, the author needs to fully understand the martial arts principles in the book before writing it and enjoying the benefits of the writer.
Although the difficulty is not small, after thousands of years, the martial arts books will inevitably be as vast as the sea of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.
After all, the power of the masses is limitless!
And he, as a platform... no, as the master of martial arts, he can naturally get a lot of benefits.
Chen Luo's thoughts moved, and he fed back all the red dust he had just received to everyone in the avenue.
At this time, the martial arts projection slowly subsided, and a fiery red finally appeared in the east.
Sunrise.
Chen Luo turned his head to the side, just looking at Yun Siyao in the crowd, Yun Siyao nodded lightly with his eyes full of relief~IndoMTL.com~ I have seen the world teacher! "Yan Baichuan stood up first and bowed in salute.
Anyone who educates the world is the teacher of the world.
After Yan Baichuan, all the great Confucians stood up and said at the same time: "I have seen the world of martial arts."
Immediately after, Qingxuan stood up with all the Taoist monarchs, made a Taoist bow, and said, "I have seen the founder of martial arts!"
The rest of the Taoists followed and said, "I have seen the ancestors of martial arts!"
Chen Luo clenched his fists in return: "Thanks to the seniors of Confucianism and Taoism!"
The rising rays of light filled Dongcang City and also fell on the Martial Dao projection. Chen Luo took a deep breath and shook Dongcang: "Dongcang Wuyuan!"
"May the human race have no boundaries!"
"On!"
……
A clear and beautiful voice spreads around—
"The red sun is rising in Dongcang, and its avenues are full of rays of light..."