Goddess Zhichen, two tears from the stone statue!
"Ding Dong!" "Ding Dong!"
Two stone statues with tears fell on the ground, and on the entire square, there seemed to be only the sound of these two tears. Www!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!cOM
The Hundred Saints were ashamed and quiet, and tens of thousands of cultivators were inexplicably shocked.
Mencius and other Confucian scholars all bowed to the goddess Zhichen.
Mo Yuxi, Wen Ruo, Wang Su, Yi Feng and others all watched this scene in astonishment.
Stone statue crying? Can a stone statue cry? Can the stone statues feel the great sadness
Above the bucket.
Sima Yuntian also watched the two tears fall. Seeing the tears of the goddess Zhichen, Sima Yuntian suddenly showed a wry smile on his face.
Just two tears have told everything. Turning his head, staring at the calligraphy and painting in front of him.
As soon as the nine characters of'bitter' came out, the calligraphy and painting were perfect.
Living beings burned with charcoal is a good picture of beings burned with charcoal.
"call!"
The sky, the tribulation cloud formed by Sima Yuntian's painting, was suddenly pressed back by a large force, and instantly retracted into the scroll.
painting? The situation has changed suddenly!
The original draw of the fight was a winner, and Sima Yuntian's painting was weirdly defeated!
As for the "Book", let alone, although Sima Yuntian's "Book" may not be inferior to Yan Chuan, but in the scene before him, the two tears of the goddess Zhichen and the shame of Hundred Saints have already told everything.
"Goddess Zhichen, created all souls in the world, the mother of all souls has been infected by Yan Chuan's nine sufferings?"
"Stone statues can shed tears, this calligraphy and painting is too sad!"
"Hundred Saints are ashamed, the goddess shed tears!"
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The eyes of the cultivators gradually became clear. The articles of Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian surpassed everyone's identification limit, but all of this is easy to handle, because everyone can see it, and who is better at this moment. .
Yan Chuan!
Yan Chuan's Nine Sorrows and Sorrows! Formed a huge reversal! Not only did he overpower Sima Yuntian in the article, he also raised the painting of Mr. Wen Ruo to a higher level.
Won! Yan Chuan won!
Yan Chuan, two wins, one defeat and one draw!
Sima Yuntian, two defeats, one win and one tie!
Standing on the platform, Yan Chuan stared at the goddess Zhichen in a daze.
"I don’t know the ancient catastrophe, this is the feeling after hearing what the goddess said. I wrote this article, and I don’t know how different it is from the ancient catastrophe, but I can feel the disaster of the ancient catastrophe, goddess, I don’t know you back then. How did it turn the tide, the disasters in the world, I am a part of this world, if I am strong, I will not let history repeat itself, if I am strong, I should defend our world!"
Yan Chuan was grateful and looked at the goddess statue silently with exclamation.
"boom!"
There was a sudden explosion in the sky, and Fengshence suddenly shook violently. The golden light that enveloped Sima Yuntian was instantly collected into Fengshence and gathered to Yan Chuan in an instant.
"Om!"
No need for others to judge, Fengshence has already decided the final victory!
Yan Chuan's nine bitter essays can feel the world, win and lose, and deserve it!
Sima Yuntian watched the golden light disappear and stretched out his hand to catch, but once the golden light was gone, he didn't return at all. Sima Yuntian showed a hint of bitterness.
Instead, Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan again.
There is no jealousy, only the intent to fight, an intent to fight against defeat!
In the light world.
Meng Lingtian and his five disciples watched the Tianshou Conference quietly in the picture.
"What a great Sima Yuntian!" Meng Lingtian frowned and sighed.
"What a shit, didn't Yan Chuan defeat him? The goddess shed tears, and the goddess actually shed tears because of this!" Dongfang decently cried.
Meng Lingtian didn't blame the Eastern Decent for being rude. At this moment, Meng Lingtian was also horrified by these two top articles.
"It's been a long time, a long time, it's been a long time since there has been an article of this level. Hundred sages of literary movement, Goddess of sorrow and tears? What a great thing!" Meng Lingtian sighed.
"Yes, that's amazing!" The three disciples behind him nodded.
"Unfortunately, these two people are not from my Julu Academy!" Meng Lingtian smiled bitterly.
Meng Rongrong looked at Yan Chuan in the picture. After Yan Chuan finished writing the article, he had been looking at the goddess Zhichen, her eyes were full of compassion. With that expression, Meng Rongrong was confused. Biting her lip, Meng Rongrong's expression eased slightly—
Tianshou Square, above the fighting platform.
When the tens of thousands of cultivators were amazed, Yan Chuan looked at the goddess Zhichen and sighed slightly.
Instead, Yan Chuan looked at Sima Yuntian.
Although the seventy-two disciples looked sad, Sima Yuntian smiled freely. It seemed that he didn't care about losing the qualifications of Fengshen Ce.
"The taste of defeat, hahahaha, it's been a long time since I realized it!" Sima Yuntian said freely.
"I, Yan Chuan, live by the East China Sea. Mr. Sima has free time in the future, so he can come to my place at any time, Oriental City of Worry-Free, always know my news!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
Sima Yuntian looked at Yan Chuan and nodded: "Mr. Yan, I will remember you. I am convinced that I lose this battle, but I will still find you. When my style of writing gets better, I will definitely come to you. !"
"The door of Yan's house is wide open, please wait anytime!" Yan Chuan held his hands to Sima Yuntian.
Sima Yuntian smiled slightly, and also made a hug!
"Hahahahaha!"
With a flick of his big sleeve, Sima Yuntian stepped onto the platform.
"teacher!"
"Teacher, we lost!"
"Teacher! What to do?"
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Seventy-two disciples stepped forward, one by one with grief on their faces, and they were defeated. My teacher has not been defeated for so many years, but today he was defeated? The persistence in the heart collapsed, and everyone showed sadness. (·)
"Hahahahaha, it's nothing, you lose once, and you will win again next time, let's go!" Sima Yuntian said freely.
"Yes!" The disciples nodded one after another.
Following Sima Yuntian, everyone slowly left Tianshou Square.
In this battle, Yan Chuan became the biggest winner.
Tens of thousands of cultivators watched Sima Yuntian, no one stayed and no one stopped him, so they watched Sima Yuntian slowly leave.
The sun rose from the east, and Sima Yuntian led the disciples to face the sun and walk away.
A great sage, seventy-two disciples, with a prosperous style of writing, walked towards the morning sun, leaving a long back.
"Boom!"
The sky, Fengshence gradually became smaller, and gradually turned into a one-foot scroll, slowly falling towards Yan Chuan's palm. On the Fengshen Strategy, a golden dragon of Qi Luck surrounded, and gradually flew into the Fengshen Strategy.
"hold head high!"
Jinlong roared cheerfully. Yan Chuan's strategy of enshrining the gods is different from the past dynasties. There is still a quarter of luck from the Julu Academy.
Mo Yuxi, Yi Feng and others all smiled excitedly.
Wang Spider frowned in thought.
Mr. Wen Ruo showed a hint of bitterness.
Fengshence was getting closer and closer to Yan Chuan, and he was about to be caught.
"Stop, Fengshen Strategy is not something you can have!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout in Tianshou Square.
Everyone's complexion changed, who? Who dares to disrupt the Heavenly Convocation Conference at this time
"call!"
Gu Yue Shengzi led Chang San and others to reappear in Tianshou Square.
"Gu Yue, what are you doing?" Mo Yuxi stared.
In Wen Dou, Haoran’s righteousness was too strong, and Wanxian’s Pilgrimage Poems formed a new world, so outsiders saw it very vaguely. Gu Yue Shengzi did not see the internal scene, but saw Sima Yuntian leaving. Knowing that the outcome was determined, he flew over immediately.
"Yan Chuan, this sacred strategy is not something you can have!" Gu Yue Shengzi said coldly.
Standing alone on the fighting platform, Yan Chuan looked at Gu Yue Shengzi, with a faint smile and said: "The defeated general, dare to let go of the words?"
"Huh? What did you say?" Gu Yue Shengzi suddenly shouted.
"Where to come, where to go back, Fengshence is mine, no one should think about chasing hands!" Yan Chuan stared.
A cold sentiment directed at Saint Gu Yue, his face changed, and it didn't matter if he was beaten in public by the emperor before, but now Yan Chuan wants to hit me in the face too
Just waiting for Gu Yue Shengzi to get angry.
The void suddenly appeared with a loud noise.
"What a big tone!"
"boom!"
The five words, like a sky thunder, bombed everyone's hearts, almost everyone was stunned.
Men Ziqiu, Le Yi and others all had their faces sinking, showing solemn expressions one by one.
Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.
"Om!"
In the distance, the sun suddenly illuminated a huge golden beam of light. In the golden beam, a huge breath gushed out. As soon as the breath came out, a huge pressure came and pressed against the entire square.
The strong breath is surging.
Yi Feng suddenly couldn't stand it anymore, Mo Yuxi waved his hand and stood in front of Yi Feng.
Yan Chuan stood quietly on the platform, his eyes cold.
On the other side, Meng Ziqiu frowned and took a step.
Among the golden light pillars, a man in a golden Taoist robe suddenly appeared.
"Welcome father!" Gu Yue Shengzi said excitedly.
Among the pillars of golden light, it was Dao Monarch Uri descending!
The pinnacle figure in the world, Maori Daojun!
"I have seen Dao Jun Mao!" countless cultivators gave a respectful salute.
However, Yan Chuan did not salute, but looked at it coldly, and continued to grasp Fengshence between his hands.
"Asshole, in front of the Dao Monarch, do you dare to be presumptuous?" Dao Monarch Maori suddenly drank.
Mo Yuxi's face changed, because Mo Yuxi could see it, Dao Mao pointed at Yan Chuan, Mo Yuxi's expression was anxious, and he was about to step forward.
Mencius was the first to speak.
"Mauri Daoist, do you want to break the 50,000-year rule and start destroying the Tianshou Conference?" Mencius said with a sinking eye.
Mencius Qiu Xiu is not as good as Maori Daojun, but Julu Academy has its own heritage and its own extraordinary. Naturally it is impossible to succumb to Dao-jun Uri now.
"Mencius Qiu, I didn't break the rules, I have my share of this sacred policy!" Daojun Mao in Jinguang said lightly.
"Oh?" Mencius's face sank.
"Wenruo, come on!" Daojun Mao suddenly shouted.
Suddenly, almost everyone's eyes turned to Mr. Wen Ruo.
Mr. Wen Ruo showed a bit of bitterness on his face.
Gu Yue Shengzi suddenly laughed: "Wen Ruo, tell everyone, are you helping my father fight for the gods, or are you helping Yan Chuan fight for the gods?"
When Saint Child Gu Yue asked, almost everyone was surprised.
Mr. Wenruo
Although the Maori Daojun did not sign the life card, Mr. Wenruo's contribution to Yan Chuan’s victory was due to Mr. Wenruo’s position. If it is said that the battle for Maori Daojun is a bit far-fetched, it is a bit far-fetched. After all, Jun occupies a moral and righteousness.
The audience was quiet, and Mr. Wen Ruo was pushed to the top of the wave bitterly.
Wen Ruo looked at his frowning father and smiled bitterly.
Wen Ruo looked at Mo Yuxi and smiled bitterly.
Wen Ruo looked at Yan Chuan with a bitter expression, which is why Wen Ruo didn't want Yan Chuan to win.
Yan Chuan stared at Wen Ruo, Wen Ruo closed his eyes, and was suffering in his heart.
"Wen Ruo!" Maori Daojun said solemnly.
Wen Ruo opened his eyes, glanced at Yan Chuan guiltily, and said bitterly, "I'm here to fight against Daojun Mao!"
"Wow!"
There was a sound of surprise from all around, and they looked at Mr. Wen Ruo one by one, all showing contempt.
The Taoist monarchs of Maori were arrogant and arrogant, and the practitioners dare not criticize it, but Yan Chuan won the battle today. At this time, it was actually a humiliation to rob the gods
Wen Ruo felt grief and inexplicable at the point of Wanfu, and only smiled bitterly.
Meng Ziqiu looked at his son in a complicated manner, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Yan Chuan looked at Wen Ruo, but suddenly smiled, "Mr. Wen Ruo!"
Yan Chuan spoke, and Tianshou Square was suddenly silent. After all, Yan Chuan is today's protagonist, and the person involved is about to be seized by Daojun Uori. Everyone had their hearts in Yan Chuan, but they had to surrender to Lord Uri.
The persecution of Daojun Mao is like forcing all Confucianists to give up their dignity. But I really can't resist!
The power of Uri Daojun has long been a legend. One of the top group of people in the world.
The oppression of Daojun Mao and Mr. Wen Ruo's betrayal, everyone looked at Yan Chuan with empathy. I don't know what Yan Chuan is going to say.
"Master Yan, I'm sorry for you!" Mr. Wen Ruo said bitterly.
Looking at Mr. Wen Ruo, Yan Chuan did not wait for the accusation, but saw Yan Chuan smile slightly.
"Mr. Wenruo, you owe me again!" Yan Chuan suddenly laughed.
I owe it again. Last time it was Immortal City. Yan Chuan and Wen Ruo played against each other. Yan Chuan deliberately did not lose Wen Ruo. Wen Ruo owed Yan Chuan once. This time, Wen Ruo owed Yan Chuan again.
Wen Ruo showed a bit of bitterness and solemnly paid a salute to Yan Chuan, expressing deep guilt.
Yan Chuan understands that Wen Ruo was also referred to by the Maori Daojun. As for the content, although Yan Chuan does not understand the content, he can still feel that a person who regards the name festival as life is actually turning back in front of the world. It shows that he has something more important than Mingjie, and he is grasped by Uri Daojun.
"Yan Chuan, give me the Fengshen Strategy!" Daojun Mao said lightly.
The tone was full of majesty that despised everything.
Yan Chuan looked at the merits and virtues of Daojun Mao in the golden light! With a slight smile, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes.
"call!"
The hand suddenly grasped the Fengshence falling in the air.
"I want to threaten me with a virtue and law?" Yan Chuan stared.
For the first time, in front of outsiders, Yan Chuan changed his name to "zhen". Although the word "zhen" is simple, its meaning is very strong.
As soon as the word "I" comes out, it means that Yan Chuan has made all preparations and is ready to face the world!
As soon as the word "I" comes out, declare war on the world!