Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

The dust has settled on the war.

The extraordinary aura of a clear and holy sun surrounding Luo Chen gradually subsided and faded away.

He then raised one hand, palm up, fingertips lightly twirling.

He slowly lifted the remaining holy energy within his body toward the sky.

Luo Chen's sleeves moved without wind, his hair fluttered, and golden light emanated from his body, slowly rising into the air and disappearing into nothingness following his gesture.

Luo Chen cupped his hands towards the sky with a respectful expression and slowly spoke.

His voice was not loud, but clear and steady, resounding throughout the surrounding area:

"The evil spirits have been subdued, and the nation's destiny is secure."

"Junior Luo Chen respectfully bids farewell to the heroic spirit of the senior."

May our cultural heritage endure, may the world be clear and bright, and may the law prevail forever!

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions instantly turned serious, and the excitement and jubilation they had shown before in celebrating their victory vanished.

Instead, they all turned towards Luo Chen.

He performed the most respectful salute, his back bent, and he did not straighten up for a long time.

This is because Luo Chen carries the weight of the Confucian sage's heroic spirit, which is equivalent to the Confucian sage descending.

But more often, it is either the worship of the legendary Confucian sage or the worship of Luo Chen, who quelled the infiltration of the witch god.

Both can be accepted peacefully.

A moment later.

This wisp of holy energy conjured a phantom image of a sage, lingering for a fleeting glance at the mortal realm, before the golden light dissipated and the sage's aura vanished.

Only the wind sweeps across mountains and rivers, and the rain nourishes the grass and trees.

Luo Chen slowly straightened up, the holy light in his eyes gradually fading, and he returned to normal.

All that remained was exhaustion and silence.

Eventually, he disappeared from everyone's sight and hurriedly sought a place to heal his wounds.

"Young benefactor, in order to guard Mount Wushen, you forcibly merged your own martial will with the heroic spirit of the Confucian sage."

"That is why you are able to perfectly activate the Great Perfection Sacred Technique, wield the laws of heaven and earth, and use that unique, supreme power."

Shen Shu sighed softly, completely understanding Luo Chen's actions.

"Now that the spirit of the Confucian sage has passed away, your martial arts will has also been severely damaged. Without ten years of quiet recuperation... it may be difficult to make any further progress on your martial arts path."

"Don't worry, Master."

"Within six months, the human race's fortune will surely flourish. With the nourishment of this fortune, you will heal on your own without having to deliberately go into seclusion to recover from your injuries."

Luo Chen smiled faintly, opened his palm, and a Destiny Crystal slowly appeared.

This is his new bright red aura power.

One can enjoy the baptism of human destiny at any time and have ultimate control over the power of all living beings.

However, it also requires bearing the fragility of humanity's fate and the erosion of negative emotions from all living beings.

Therefore, Luo Chen must upgrade his comprehension attribute to the deep red level in order to withstand this power.

The human race is extremely large, and even a small amount of negative emotion from one person can be transformed into a massive abyss of negativity.

Moreover, Luo Chen had to endure this erosion every day.

"That's good, then this humble monk need not worry about you any longer."

Shen Shu paused, his tone carrying a hint of genuine admiration:

"However, this humble monk still thanks you, young benefactor, for broadening my horizons."

"It turns out that the fusion of martial arts will and the heroic spirit of Confucian sages can actually create such a transcendent existence, like a martial arts saint."

"If that's the case, since martial arts are based on oneself, why not merge one's own primordial spirit with the will of martial arts to forge a true spirit of martial arts?"

"Given time, as long as the will to fight martial arts remains, the spirit of martial arts will endure forever."

"I have considered that the realm you have attained by merging with the spirit of the Confucian sage this time may well be called the Martial Saint."

A rare interest flickered in Shen Shu's eyes, which had long since become indifferent to the ups and downs of the world.

He was filled with anticipation.

Once the complete system of martial arts is spread, the world of Kyushu will usher in an unimaginable flourishing of martial arts!

At the peak of his divine power, he was a half-step Martial God, and naturally knew all the secrets of the martial path, including how to break through to the Martial God realm.

To become a Martial God, one must perfectly unite one's essence, energy, and spirit, and imprint array patterns into every cell of the body to forge an indestructible body.

Then, extend this immortal characteristic outwards to compete for the laws of heaven and earth, transforming it into a domain unique to oneself.

To put it bluntly, in order to reach the level of a Martial God, one must possess their own immortal and indestructible domain of rules.

When the supreme beings of the world construct their domains, they all take the Great World of the Nine Provinces as their foundation and establish their own rules of heaven and earth upon it.

However, a supreme martial god uses himself as the foundation, absorbs the origin of the nine provinces, and forges a rule domain that belongs to him alone.

This behavior can be described as selfish and ungrateful.

Therefore, the Heavenly Dao would absolutely not allow the existence of a Martial God.

Thus, Shen Shu had long suspected that unless the person who broke through to the Martial God realm possessed immense luck.

This kind of luck is truly immense and unimaginable; it allows one person to leverage the entire Kyushu world.

Only in this way will the will of Heaven yield.

This person was allowed to advance to the level of a Martial God.

Luo Chen was well aware of Shen Shu's thoughts.

After merging with the heroic spirit of the Confucian scholar, although his martial will was severely damaged, his primordial spirit underwent a qualitative change and retained a trace of holiness!

Those whose primordial spirit is inferior to Luo Chen's can hear the other's thoughts.

This can be considered a gift from the Confucian scholar to Luo Chen before he left.

"What the master says is absolutely right..."

"The name of the Martial Saint inherits the legacy of the Confucian Sage and carries the spirit of martial arts; he should naturally be a man of righteousness!"

"The name of the Martial Saint inherits the legacy of the Confucian Sage and carries the spirit of martial arts; he should naturally be a man of righteousness!"

"I am willing to reveal the secrets to becoming a Martial Saint, as well as my insights at that time, all for the sake of the flourishing of martial arts, the attainment of sainthood by everyone, and the realization that everyone can be like a dragon."

That's all.

Luo Chen raised his eyes to look at the sky and earth, his voice resounding like a bell, each word carrying immense power.

It seems to be making a vow to all living beings, and also seems to be respectfully bidding farewell to the spirit of the Confucian sage.

Using the transcendent realm of Confucianism and Taoism as a guide and the common destiny of the human race as a foundation, he once again made his words lawful, which could be proclaimed to the thirteen provinces of the Great Feng Dynasty.

With that tiny bit of sainthood within his primordial spirit, he manipulated the subtle rules of academic thought, revealing Luo Chen's insights and the secrets to becoming a Martial Saint.

It was subtly and deliberately etched into the hearts of everyone within the territory of Dafeng.

"Within the Nine Provinces, everyone can glimpse the path of martial arts, and everyone can strive for the pinnacle of martial arts."

"May no one dare to dishonor the title of Martial Saint for thousands of generations to come, and may no one dare to betray the original aspiration of martial arts."

"If any wicked person dares to use martial arts to harm the common people, I, Luo Chen, will surely wield my martial arts to sweep away all the villains, to inform the spirits of the Confucian sages, and to rectify the atmosphere of martial arts!"

After speaking, the red light of the Qi-gathering crystal in Luo Chen's palm surged, merging with the martial will throughout his body.

A faint phantom image of a Confucian sage, bare-chested and with muscles as bulging as a rock, appeared.

His bronze skin was covered with winding blue veins.

His shoulders were broad and his back thick as a mountain, his arms were as thick as a giant pillar, and the three-foot ruler in his hand was like a giant heavy sword.

He can wield a heavy sword with one hand and a halberd with the other; he is skilled in both literature and martial arts.

Looking at Luo Chen's posture, Shen Shu's interest and satisfaction grew even stronger:

"The difference between civil and military affairs is just a matter of a single thought; young benefactor, you are very kind."