If other people saw Wen Sheng's pen, they might just regard it as a sacred object to admire and look up to, but they would not regard it as an extremely powerful combat magic weapon. After all, Wen Sheng was not famous for his fighting skills back then. In fact, the literary saint back then had no power to bind a chicken, he didn't know any magic at all, and he had never practiced.
But why did a calligraphy brush used by an incompetent literati become so powerful in Li Chengfeng's eyes
The reason is simple, because Li Chengfeng's practice method is completely different from others.
There are ten levels of cultivation in Immortal Law, while there are only nine levels in Taoist cultivation in the human world. After all, tenth level is perfection. One can become a god after practicing at ten levels. Cultivating to nine levels is the limit that a human can reach. Therefore, the journey from human to god is The difference is that the tenth heaven is also the one that escapes from nine to ten, the one that disappears!
Since Li Chengfeng started practicing immortality, he has been thinking about what is this escaped one, what is the disappeared one, and what is the tenth heaven
The first heaven is the power of flowers and plants, the second heaven is the power of trees, the third heaven is the power of insects, the fourth heaven is the power of birds, the fifth heaven is the power of beasts, and the sixth heaven is the power of wild beasts. It is the power of monsters. Li Chengfeng has not yet cultivated the seventh, eighth and ninth heavens, but what can be expected is that... these three heavens are most likely to be the power of the earth, the ocean and... the sky.
When he reached the ninth level of cultivation, Li Chengfeng was as bright as the heaven and the earth, and lived as long as the sun and the moon. He was considered a saint among immortals!
But... this inevitably caused Li Chengfeng to ponder a question.
Judging from his speculation, his previous life, that is, Yu Chengfeng, the immortal who is known as the first master and the first immortal king of the ninth heaven, obviously did not cultivate to the tenth heaven realm, because the ninth heaven It has reached the realm of unity between heaven and man, which is the highest realm of cultivation in the human world. If you practice further, there will be no other place except becoming a god.
And once he became a god, Jiuzhongtian obviously couldn't stay there, otherwise there would be no way to explain where Luo Jiuzhong and Zhang Chaoyang went when they became gods.
Because of this, what exactly is the tenth heaven realm and how to reach it have become a mystery that Li Chengfeng cannot know.
But since it is a puzzle, there are clues, and we can make inferences and guesses. According to Li Chengfeng's conjecture, the cultivation and methods of this tenth heaven should be related to people!
After all, the power controlled in the Nine Heavens includes everything from the tiniest flowers, grass, insects, to the power of heaven and earth from mountains, rivers and seas, but it does not include "human beings" who are the primates of all things and the masters of heaven and earth.
Then, according to the reasoning and practice logic of this set of practice methods, the probability that the elements of the tenth heaven will focus on "people" is extremely high.
But if it is a human being, then where is the landing point
Li Chengfeng also pondered this question for a long time, and he vaguely guessed something. Until he saw Wen Sheng's pen, the thin window paper seemed to have been suddenly punctured.
Each of the magic weapons that Li Chengfeng had seen before contained extremely powerful power. Their respective powers contained the power of yin and yang of the five elements. They were of various colors, some were similar, and many were different.
But only Wen Shengbi was surrounded by a ball of extremely rich golden magic power. This magic power was different from Li Chengfeng's golden fairy power. Its color was extremely dark, like black, yellow and red mixed together. They are finally mixed together to form a dark golden color with a strong sense of history.
Just from the color, it can be seen that this power is completely different from the five elements of yin and yang. It belongs to another power, a power... that Li Chengfeng has never seen before - the power of faith!
When Li Chengfeng saw this Literary Holy Pen, he felt this extremely powerful power, and... he understood something instantly, but... he had not been completely proven yet.
Faith is also a kind of power, which comes from countless people’s spiritual worship and daily incense offerings.
Spiritual power is also a kind of power. This is a fact recognized by every practitioner. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as spirit. Whether it is Yang Shen or Golden Body, they are the products of a high degree of combination of spirit and magic power. They are just different. What's interesting is that everyone's spiritual power may be large or small, and its storage points are also different.
The great monk cultivates his spirit in the elixir orifice, refines it in the Yang Shen, and finally refines his golden body, which is a highly integrated combination of matter and spirit.
But the mental power of ordinary people is extremely weak, let alone actual use, even if it is embodied, it may not be conspicuous.
But one person is weak, but what if the spiritual power of a thousand, ten thousand, ten million, or billions of people are gathered together? When they persist in worshiping and believing in a goal all year round, this force continues to gather together. How big a force is it
One year, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years!
What kind of force can they gather together
Drops of water penetrated the stone, and the saw rope broke! These countless insignificant forces have been continuously gathered together under the accumulation of thousands of years. How powerful is the force formed
The Literary Sage did not practice cultivation, but the pen he used was enshrined in the temple all year round, and the accumulated power was so powerful, which proved that Li Chengfeng's idea was partially correct.
The remaining part that needs to be proven is... the power of faith can also fight!
If the power of faith can also fight, then this holy pen must be the most powerful magic weapon here, bar none!
The reason is simple, because this is Shenjing!
The previous dynasty also established its capital here, and the temple of the literary saint stood here for more than a thousand years!
Over the past thousand years, how many literati have come to Beijing to take exams, how many people have worshiped and offered sacrifices, and how many people have had portraits and icons of literati saints enshrined in their homes
According to Li Chengfeng's reasoning, immortals will become gods if they gain the power of faith, and mortals will become saints if they gain the power of faith!
Li Chengfeng holds the Literary Sage Pen in his hand. Although he is neither a god nor a saint, he can use this power for his own use. After all, this is the place where the power of the Literary Sage's faith is the strongest and strongest in the world. Here , will become Li Chengfeng’s absolute home court!
Thinking of this, Li Chengfeng glanced at Zhao Feiyue and said decisively: "I will choose it!"
Zhao Feiyue was shocked: "Palace Master, do you want to... think about it again? This literary holy pen is not suitable for you, Palace Master! This magic weapon... is not a magic weapon for fighting!"
Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I have my own idea."
Zhao Feiyue had no choice but to take out the mechanical jade pendant that Zhao Bairen temporarily lent her and put it in the groove on the side of the pedestal. After the mechanical jade pendant was perfectly embedded in, she heard a clicking sound, and the words surrounding the Wen Sheng Pen were heard. Liuli Cover then retreated on his own.
Under Zhao Feiyue's gaze, Li Chengfeng reached out and grabbed the holy writing pen in his hand.
Before Li Chengfeng could use it, he found that the brilliance of the magic array pattern was lighting up under his feet. A burst of extremely dazzling light instantly enveloped him and Zhao Feiyue. When Li Chengfeng came to his senses, he opened his eyes. Only then did he realize that he was already at the entrance to the unknown palace.
Li Chengfeng had no time to care about this, so he excitedly held the writing pen in his hand, feeling the powerful power of faith, and then quickly wrote a line of words in the air: The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs!
Li Chengfeng's pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he wrote these few words with a swipe of a brush. Each word stayed in the air like a substance, shining with golden light and flowing with dark gold, leaving Zhao Feiyue dumbfounded.
Li Chengfeng nodded slightly. After finishing writing, he waved his hand, pointed at a big tree in the distance, and said sternly: "Broken!!"
I saw this line of gleaming dark gold fonts suddenly disappearing into the air, turning into countless golden debris and flying away with the wind. At this time, the big tree in the distance was swaying in the cold wind, unharmed. …
Li Chengfeng stood blankly for a moment, a little dumbfounded: Hey, could it be... that the writing was wrong
Then he quickly wrote down: Since ancient times, no one has died, and his loyalty will be remembered by history!
Then, he pointed towards the big tree in the distance: "Quick!!"
The big tree remained motionless, with only the rustling of its leaves when the cold wind blew through, as if mocking Li Chengfeng.
Li Chengfeng's face tightened, he turned to look at Zhao Feiyue, and said righteously, "Is it still too late for me to change to another one now?"
Zhao Feiyue: "..."
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