The literary world needs time to grow.
The great scholars looked at the literary world of the sage, which was equivalent to a continent, with scorching light in their eyes.
The literary world is the dream of all great scholars.
There are so many things that can be done in the literary world, and the literary world has various powers, whether it is used for attack, defense, or to breed strength, or to form an ultimate power according to one's own holy path.
All the great scholars devoted themselves to observing the literary world of the sage.
There are no superfluous things in Zongshengwenjie, it is almost entirely cities and people.
And at the core of the literary world is a towering imperial palace.
It is obvious that this literary world is the manifestation of the holy doctrine of the Zongsheng Miscellaneous School. Almost everyone in the literary world speaks and acts around the holy doctrine of the Miscellaneous School, which is also the meaning of their existence.
The power that this literary world provides to Zongsheng is no less than that of the entire Qing Kingdom.
As long as the literary world continues to expand, as long as the number of people in it continues to increase, the holy way of the miscellaneous schools in the literary world will become stronger and stronger, and the Saint himself will become stronger and stronger.
After just a moment's observation, everyone realized the ambition of the patriarch.
This literary world does not have strong attack or defense capabilities. It was created completely for Zong Moju to practice the holy way of the miscellaneous school.
The entire literary world is just a stepping stone for Zong Moju to become a sub-sage.
Such people have both talent and will, so there is no need to worry about not achieving great things.
Soon, everyone calmed down and determined that this was the largest semi-saint world manifested by the human race.
In the literary world, it seems the winner has been decided.
"Please come in, Saint Fang." Zong Moju stood proudly in the starry sky, at the center of the stars, looking at Fang Yun in front of him.
Fang Yun nodded gently and smiled. After a breath, he suddenly said, "Zongsheng, I suggest you move the literary world back, preferably behind you."
At this time, the Zongsheng literary world was like a continent hanging high above the two of them.
Zong Moju nodded and said, "That's good. This will prevent your literary world from being defeated by my literary world after it appears."
Fang Yun smiled but didn't answer.
Zong Moju's literary world of tens of thousands of miles was like a huge starry sky mechanism in the universe, moving slowly backwards and finally behind Zong Moju.
As Zongshengwenjie moved backwards, the trajectories of nearby stars changed significantly.
The patriarch's movement attracts the stars.
All the great scholars sighed and said that they had no regrets in their lives for being able to witness such a magnificent sight with their own eyes.
Fang Yun said slowly: "I was canonized relatively late, and the literary world is only in its infancy. I have not yet fully utilized it. At most, I have borrowed a small amount of its power. Today is also the first time that it is fully released to the outside world, and it is difficult to control. If there is any negligence, please forgive me, Saint."
Zong Moju nodded slightly, indicating that he could understand. The literary world was the core strength of the Half-Saint, with unparalleled power and surging strength. When the Half-Saint first summoned the literary world in its entirety, it was like a baby raising an axe, unable to do so, and some problems were bound to arise.
Zong Moju was in the game, but the semi-saint in front of the light curtain was different.
Many semi-saints immediately grasped the key in Fang Yun’s words, and then looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes.
Fang Yun has only borrowed a little power from the literary world so far. This sentence can be understood from two perspectives.
Zong Moju's understanding was that Fang Yun was afraid that his foundation was not yet stable, and that rashly mobilizing the power of the literary world might cause shock or even collapse of the literary world, ultimately affecting the future of the Holy Path, so he seldom borrowed the power of the literary world in previous battles.
However, to Wang Jinglong and other semi-saints, Fang Yun was saying that the previous opponents were not worth going all out!
Fang Yun was canonized for a very short time, only one or two years, but with such brilliant achievements, how could he say that he didn't give his all
Amidst the various gazes of the crowd, Fang Yun took a deep breath, and holy power emerged around his body, causing the space to vibrate, as if he was using all his strength.
Above Fang Yun, the space was undulating like the surface of a lake in the spring breeze, rippling slightly.
After a few breaths, everything stopped.
Fang Yun looked embarrassed and blushed. It was unprecedented that a half-saint could not even be released to the literary world.
Everyone stared at Fang Yun in a daze, but Lian Zongmoju didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said, "You have been canonized for too short a time, I'm afraid you won't be able to be released into the literary world."
Then all the saints and great scholars laughed. This was like a new great scholar. No matter how talented he was, he couldn't immediately go out to serve his country and the world because he hadn't formed it yet.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun with smiles, without any intention of laughing at him, but they were particularly happy.
Finally, I get the chance to see Fang Yun make a fool of himself, and finally, I get to see something that Fang Yun can't do.
Fang Yun helplessly defended himself: "My literary world is too heavy, and it's my first time to go abroad, so I didn't find a way."
"Then I'll wait for you." Zong Moju smiled and raised his chin slightly.
Some great scholars laughed secretly, they didn't expect that Fang Sheng would also be defeated. It was obvious that he was no match for Zong Sheng, so he used the fact that he had just been canonized as a saint as an excuse.
The semi-saints watched this scene with great interest and did not think much of Fang Yun. After all, in the minds of these old men, Fang Yun was still a young child.
People of Fang Yun's age have to call them grandpa or even great-grandfather in various aristocratic families.
Fang Yun thought seriously for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "I know."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he opened his mouth and the True Dragon Holy Sword flew out, with ten patterns surrounding the sword.
The expressions of the saints changed. The power of this True Dragon Ancient Sword was far stronger than that of any half-saint!
Even the military strategist's holy sword or holy spear is far inferior.
Because this True Dragon Holy Sword clearly did not release any special power, it was just flying normally and it tore the space apart!
The sword can split the sky, this is a realm that only a sub-sage can reach.
Every time a dragon pattern on the lip-sharp sword is upgraded, the dragon energy required is many times the previous one. Everyone has long calculated that the dragon energy required for a lip-sharp sword with ten patterns is 100,000 times that of a sword with seven patterns!
Even Dragon City is reluctant to give up so much dragon energy.
These dragon energies are enough to give birth to multiple dragon semi-saints!
From the last time Fang Yun’s True Dragon Holy Sword appeared until now, many people have been unable to figure out where Fang Yun got so much dragon energy.
Zong Moju's face turned cold and he looked at the True Dragon Holy Sword quietly.
Everyone immediately realized why Zong Moju was unhappy. Fang Yun knew that his literary skills were not as good as Zong Sheng's, so he simply used the True Dragon Holy Sword, which he was good at, to demonstrate!
Some great scholars shook their heads, thinking that Fang Yun still had the mind of a child. Since they had asked the patriarch to choose a literary battle instead of verbal battles, why bother to use it? It would be even more embarrassing if they lost.
Under the gaze of everyone, the True Dragon Holy Sword flew high into the sky.
"open!"
Fang Yun let out a low shout, and the True Dragon Holy Sword slashed horizontally and vertically.
boom…
Above Fang Yun, the thirty thousand li space collapsed, revealing pure black void.
Everyone was puzzled, even the patriarch was a little confused. If the human race's semi-saints tried their best, they could break the space. Although it would consume a lot of energy, Fang Yun's strength was high and he could easily break the space, but what was the use? He said he was deliberately demonstrating, even the patriarch himself didn't believe it. Fang Yun might be young, but he wasn't stupid to this extent.
Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, a star with a diameter of 30,000 miles appeared out of nowhere in the void!
There is a huge sky light shield on the surface of the star, with a diameter of more than 100,000 miles, which directly explodes the nearby space.
In the starry sky, a void area with a diameter of 100,000 miles appeared, filled with this star and the external light shield.
Then, the void shrank and the space was repaired.
What’s scary is that outside the starlight shield, there are densely packed space cracks and space jagged edges!