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In the blue sky, the clouds suddenly collapsed and disappeared, leaving only a piece of blue sky.
The soaring power, the existence that has not yet appeared, seems to have no sand in his eyes.
Between heaven and earth, a pair of eyes opened, full of insightful wisdom and unshakable indifference.
Between the mountains and the sea, a phantom with a height of hundreds of feet emerged, wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, with a blurred face and long beard.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but the scorching sun in the sky seems to have dimmed a bit.
This phantom has the blue sky above its head and the ocean under its feet. . .
As soon as this phantom appeared, within a hundred miles of Jingshan Mountain, there was a clear air, and the sound of reading aloud came from the void.
Compared with the fresh air accumulated by Confucian academies for a thousand years, it is like the light of fireflies.
Confucian saints!
? The founder of the Confucian system, a great man who transcends rank.
Since the death of Confucian saints, more than 1,200 years ago, someone summoned the heroic soul of Confucian saints for the first time.
At this moment, the sculpture of the witch god trembled violently, and the entire altar and the entire valley shook like an earthquake.
At this moment, within a hundred miles of Jingshan City, all the creatures were prostrate on the ground, trembling.
Irbu and Uda Pagoda trembled all over, their spines were bent, and they stubbornly refused to crawl. This is the last dignity of a third-rank wizard.
The great wizard Saren Agu looked up at the huge phantom towering above the sky, his lips trembling slightly.
He murmured: "Confucian saints"
Since the birth of human civilization, the changes in rituals and systems have been complicated and chaotic. But if the long river of "history" is extended, from a macro perspective, the changes of human civilization can be simply classified into two stages:
Before Confucianism and after Confucianism.
Before the birth of Confucianism, the system was changeable and unstable, and it was in a relatively chaotic stage.
After the birth of Confucianism, the civilization of the human race had the cornerstone and the foundation that never departed from its roots.
In the tens of thousands of years after the conclusion of the age of gods and demons, in terms of luck, whether it is the ancient emperor or the tens of thousands of emperors in later generations, they are not as good as Confucian saints.
As the founder of human civilization, Confucian saints seem to have emerged as the times require.
Wei Yuan's eyes were replaced by a clear light, highlighting the indifference of the gods. His body was cracked with fine cracks, and the Confucian crown and carving knife glowed with clear light, repairing his body over and over again, splitting again and again, and the cycle repeated. .
At this moment, what he shoulders is not only the power beyond the rank, but also the first-class majestic luck since the birth of the human race.
It is not unreasonable that after the Confucian saint passed away, no one has ever been able to summon his heroic soul.
Wei Yuan raised his head, stared at Emperor Zhende in the air, and said flatly, "Maybe you might as well use your sword!"
Emperor Jeanne looked at him indifferently.
Cut down with a sword.
The sword light was brilliant, and time and space seemed to be frozen at this moment. There had never been such a magnificent sword spirit in the world, because in history, there was no swordsman who surpassed the rank.
"ah"
Screams rang out on the battlefield, and several masters who had the courage to witness this scene had creepy mutations in their bodies.
Some of them suddenly shot out sword energy, and then fell apart.
Some bodies were dyed iron gray and turned into sculptures.
Some caught fire suddenly and quickly turned to ashes, leaving two black and oily footprints on the ground.
Some turned into yellow sand and collapsed; some flesh and blood turned lignified, wood texture appeared on the skin, and green leaves grew from the pores.
Zhang Kaitai and other masters suddenly closed their eyes and lowered their heads, not daring to look at the sword light.
Fear exploded in their hearts.
Involving the world's most pinnacle battle in Kyushu, it can really easily turn an area into wasteland.
The radiance of the radiant sword is in front of you in an instant.
Wei Yuan raised his foot, stomped forward, and his voice was like a bell: "Before the Confucian saints, who dares to be presumptuous!"
The hundred-foot phantom stepped forward at the same time, and stepped forward lightly.
With one step, a tsunami hundreds of feet high suddenly set off in the ocean, and Jingshan Mountain completely collapsed, landslide, tsunami
The power of a Confucian sage razed mountains and rivers to the ground and turned the earth into a country.
The five-color sword light suddenly collapsed, turning into pure power of the five elements, rendering the sky colorful and magnificent.
Saren Agu, Emperor Joan of Arc, Irb, and Uda Pagoda, the four super masters were hit in the chest by a fresh air that almost swept across the world, like leaves in the wind, and their bodies quickly collapsed.
? Four top powerhouses stand together"Wei Yuan stands proudly on the altar, wearing ragged green clothes.
"Why"
In the void, there was an ethereal voice, but it was no longer grand.
The phantom of the Confucian saint behind him stepped into the sculpture of the witch god, and the chapped gap repaired itself.
The witch god was sealed again.
Why?
Wei Yuan turned around wearily and looked at the Central Plains. He made his fortune in the 6th year of Yuanjing, repelling the barbarian cavalry, and became a new rich man in Dafeng. Then strategize in the battle of Shanhaiguan and win this huge battle that changed the structure of Kyushu.
Later, he abolished his cultivation, entered the temple, contended with many parties in the court, and subdued the princes as an eunuch. Glory, merit, and power are held in the hands, and the glory is incomparable.
Throughout his life, there are many things that his political opponents have studied for half a lifetime, but they still cannot understand.
? No heirs, no family, all alone.
He also regarded the gold and silver treasures that the eunuchs regarded as spiritual pillars as dung.
After decades of ups and downs in the officialdom, is there really no desire?
Wei Yuan's gaze seemed to penetrate thousands of mountains and rivers, and he saw the sub-sacred temple on the top of Qingyun Mountain, the stone tablet standing in the temple, and the crooked four sentences.
Why?
Wei Yuan said softly: "Build a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations."
He closed his eyes and never opened them again
In the autumn of the 37th year of Yuanjing, Wei Yuan led an army of 100,000 to capture the main altar of the Witch God Sect and seal the Witch God.
Jingshan City was reduced to ruins, and hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out.
This is the first time in history that the iron cavalry of the Central Plains race broke through the main altar of the Witch God Sect.
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