Starting from crossing the Fengshen

Chapter 249 Become a ‘holy’

Hong Yi is proud, and he is indeed a genius.

Whether it's reading or practicing.

His achievements in one or several years are worth others' decades.

But Yin Qi, at some point, became his inner demon.

No matter how hard he practiced, no matter how many opportunities he got, he still couldn't close the gap between them. Instead, it got wider and wider, and finally he almost gave up.

The article caused hundreds of saints to shout in unison. This was the first time in the thousands of years since the Gongyuan was established.

Thinking of this, he put down his brush and looked in the direction of Yin Qi's house with a feeling. Then his pupils expanded rapidly, his face full of disbelief.

.........

Hundreds of saints chanted in unison, and the examination room suddenly became commotion.

Many people stuck their heads out, wondering, cursing, or crying.

Hundreds of saints chanted in unison, but not everyone knew what was going on.

Some people cursed because the shaking sound of the statues disturbed them;

Some people cried loudly because they were frightened by the sudden shock, their thoughts were interrupted, and they could no longer feel anything.

"A great event in the literary world, a great event in the literary world!"

Li Shenguang was so excited that he trembled all over, but he still did not forget his duties.

He stood on the high altar in the center of the Gongyuan, rang the alarm bell, and shouted loudly: "The sound of a hundred saints ringing in unison signifies a prosperous era for the literary world and the arrival of great fortune for the imperial court. This is a good omen.

Don't make any noise!

Soldiers are guarding the room. Anyone who makes trouble again will be severely punished! "

It took a long time for the commotion to be suppressed.

The statues of various disciples also stopped.

Li Shenguang looked in the direction of Hong Yi's house and saw a straight ray of light penetrating between heaven and earth.

At the same time, a brilliant light also rushed out from the Hundred Saints Temple, echoing this brilliant light.

"Who is the sage in that room? He's heavily guarded! Who is he? I want to see him in person!"

Li Shenguang said excitedly and was about to step down from the high altar.

Suddenly, the statues that were originally quiet shook violently again. Not only did the vibrations become larger, but they also glowed with a hazy green glow, as if they all came to life.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear bursts of hearty recitation, which seemed to come from the Middle Ages throughout the long river of time.

"This……"

Li Shenguang was dumbfounded.

If it was a hundred saints chanting together before, what does it count now?

The clay statues of the saints actually bloomed with green light, which even ordinary people could see, and the sound of reciting could be heard. This was simply called 'miraculous'.

He instinctively looked in the direction of Yin Qi's house, and saw a vast shadow of the world rising into the sky and penetrating the sky.

On the Hundred Saints Temple, ninety-nine Qinghui rushed out and disappeared into the shadow of the world.

"Where is which sage?"

Li Shenguang found that he was trembling a little when he spoke.

Good guy!

The Hundred Saints Chrysing Together has been a grand event for thousands of years. I never thought that there would be a more terrifying phenomenon than the Hundred Saints Chrysing Together.

If we say that the previous articles that triggered the vision are in line with the Holy Word.

Then this article represents the holy way.

The former is Ya Sheng.

The latter is a true saint of his time, just like the scholars of the Middle Ages.

An examiner came forward, his legs were still fighting, and his words were a little awkward: "Sir, it seems that Uncle Long Xiang is in this position."

"Uncle Long Xiang!"

"Let's go, let's go see you quickly!"

Li Shenguang hurried over with a group of examiners.

At this time, Hong Xuanji walked out of the examination room. He looked in the direction of Yin Qi's dormitory, his eyes were cold and stern, and his murderous intent flashed: "Yin Qi, Yin Qi! The only saint in this world is your majesty!"

At this moment, his murderous intention towards Yin Qi had never been so strong.

In Hong Xuanji's heart, the imperial power was supreme, so there was no need for living saints in the world.

Even if there is one, it can only be Emperor Qian.

Today's world is originally dominated by literati.

If Yin Qi became a living saint, would the scholars of that day listen to Yin Qi or to Emperor Qian?

The answer is self-evident.

…    Imperial Palace, Fenghua Building.

"Where is it?"

Emperor Qian had just finished marveling at the chorus of hundreds of saints, when he suddenly saw a strange phenomenon blooming in the Gongyuan. The vast literary spirit actually evolved into a vast world, penetrating the heaven and earth.

Not only that, even the statues of the disciples showed strange phenomena and seemed to come to life.

Ji Changyue was also confused and shouted out loud: "Not only are the hundreds of saints chanting in unison, but they can also make the hundreds of saints appear. This is an article about the holy way. A saint is born!"

The prince and others were also horrified.

saint?

Does Daqian need saints?

The previous Hundred Saints Qingming was already a symbol of the pinnacle of the Daqian literary movement.

But too much is not enough.

They looked at Emperor Qian, and sure enough they saw the cold light flashing in Emperor Qian's eyes.

.........

"Impossible, it's impossible!"

Eight-year-old Fangyuan started to doubt her life!

I thought that Xie Wenyuan was the powerful opponent, but I didn't expect that two of them would cause the hundreds of saints to sing in unison, and this one would even make the statues of the saints manifest strange phenomena, as if they came to life.

He felt that the Gongyuan was filled with mighty righteousness.

His soul was completely unable to move.

A Taoist technique is banned!

……

Xie Wenyuan was very excited: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. It is a blessing in life to be able to take the exam with a sage today. Even if I go to hell at this moment, I have no regrets. I just don't know who this sage is?"

He didn't take this trial seriously.

He was not here to make a fuss, but to take this opportunity to admonish Emperor Qian.

But I never expected that it would coincide with such a grand event in the literary world.

Suddenly, he thought of the young man that day.

He had a strong feeling that today's Holy Way article was definitely written by the other party.

……

The great Confucian scholars from various schools of thought have not yet calmed down from their shock and anger, and now they are all confused again.

They looked to the sky and seemed to see their ancestors in the shadow of the world.

They seemed to have come to life, sitting and talking with a person with a blurry face in the phantom of the vast world.

"Hiss...this is...an article of the holy way!"

They gasped.

All the pride I had in the past was shattered to pieces at this moment.

.........

After writing more than a thousand words, Yin Qi put away his pen and felt tired.

This article was infused with all his energy and spirit, and was also the essence of his ideological realm. I am afraid it will be difficult to write again in the future, but he also benefited a lot and felt that his soul and thoughts had been cleansed.

He had a feeling that he could survive nine thunder tribulations instantly without any period of weakness.

Not only that, his martial arts has also gone a step further - his fist intention has become substantial.

After reaching the peak of human immortality, the boxing intention is materialized, derived from flesh and blood, and transformed into ever-changing forms, and finally the vacuum is shattered.

The essence of the fist intention means that the fist intention is highly condensed and can interfere with matter. It is no longer invisible. It can move mountains and seas, even create space, interfere with time, etc., and has immeasurable magical power.

The essence of the fist intention is equivalent to eight thunder tribulations.

Standing on the vast world, he can even punch through endless space and open a passage to the stars in the sky.

clatter!clatter!

The sound of rapid footsteps woke Yin Qi up.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Li Shenguang and a group of examiners rushing towards him like wolves and tigers.

"Uncle, it is indeed you. Have you finished writing the article?"

Li Shenguang strode forward, waved the article on the table, and then said: "Uncle, your article is an article of the holy way, which caused the manifestation of hundreds of saints. I have to seal your article and ask for permission. Let the emperor decide!"

Yin Qi frowned slightly, but still nodded.

This article condenses his energy and spirit, and it can be regarded as a magical instrument. Reading it while holding it has the effect of enlightening wisdom.

He was a little reluctant to give it away like this.

But the rules cannot be broken. The more 'sage' you are, the more you must follow the rules.

It is his character to establish a place as a ‘holy’.

(End of this chapter)