Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Heaven and earth are silent.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Wu Daozi intently.

"With the sixteenth stroke, he is painting the eighth heaven!"

The Academy Elder's eyes widened, his voice trembled, and his face flushed. That was excitement, admiration, and worship.

There is still one last level left to draw the complete heavens and realms.

Wu Daozi stood in the starry sky, uninterrupted by the outside world and completely immersed in the world of painting.

finally.

He made the final stroke.

The seventeenth stroke was drawn, drawing the ninth heaven.

boom!

The sky and the earth roared.

The consciousness of all heavens and worlds emerges.

Centered on the literary world, within a radius of tens of thousands of light-years, the void is trembling violently.

At this moment, the whole world was eclipsed, and everything seemed to have lost its luster.

There is only one scroll that illuminates the past and present.

"Is this the universe?"

Zhan Ruling looked at the scroll obsessively, and his whole body was stunned.

The vast and boundless heavens and realms are completely presented in a picture at this moment. In the picture, there are stars moving, sunrise and sunset, and all living things.

Because there is everything!

Everything!

And everything is lifelike, like a new world.

In the world, one Immortal King, one Immortal Emperor, and even the powerful Immortal Emperor are all immersed in the world in the painting and exclaiming in admiration from time to time.

"All heavens and worlds!"

"The painter's three-no-painting principle has finally been broken!"

The great elder of the academy hurriedly rushed to the map of the heavens and the worlds painted by Wu Daozi. His inner excitement could no longer be expressed in words.

For ordinary warriors, apart from being shocked, they may not have much emotion.

But for a painter, being able to draw the universe is no less than creating the world, rebuilding the universe, restarting a new path, and ushering in a new era.

a long time.

The academy elder finally calmed down and reluctantly looked away.

He faced Wu Daozi, saluted respectfully and said: "Thank you, Holy Master, for feasting my eyes. Please accept my worship!"

He can be sure that Wu Daozi is a holy master of painting.

Being able to witness the creation of a Taoist painting master is a great blessing for all warriors who enter Taoism through painting, and will benefit them throughout their lives.

"Please get up quickly!"

When Wu Daozi saw this, he smiled and spoke quickly.

"In this discussion, Da Qin Xianting wins!"

After the academy elder stood up, he kept his promise and announced loudly.

So far, Daqin Xianting has won two games in a row.

He only needs to win one more house to defeat the Wen Gong, and he will be qualified to debate with the Wen Master and challenge the supreme Wen Dao.

“Da Qin is awesome!”

"Wen Gong has lost two consecutive games. This has never happened before in the history of the literary world!"

"Is Daqin Xianting going to create history and become the master of a new context? If it succeeds, its strength will increase exponentially."

The warriors who were watching realized the truth later and were filled with shock. Before discussing the Tao, almost no one was optimistic about Da Qin, but now, it has been recognized by many people.

Two holy masters!

It is enough to prove the prosperity of Da Qin’s literature!

You know, looking at the literary world, there are no saints in calligraphy or painting.

"Damn it, if Da Qin takes control of Wenwen, it will be difficult for our clan to be wiped out!"

On a certain star, Jiujiang is hiding in the darkness, with a trace of fear in his eyes and a hint of cold murderous intent.

Whether it is a calligraphy master or a painting master, they can assist warriors in their cultivation and create a holy land.

If Wang Xizhi puts out the calligraphy treasure with the word "Dao" for people to observe and imitate, within a thousand years, he will be able to cultivate a large number of powerful people who are above the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Resources can be exhausted!

But calligraphy and paintings can be preserved for a long time.

This is bad news for all races in the world.

Warriors such as Ming Shi of the Void Clan, Yao Rongce of the Yin Yang Clan, Shen Wu Yan of the Spirit Clan and others who had enmity with Great Qin had their eyes flickering and their expressions became extremely ugly.

The more evil Da Qin is, the more uneasy they become!

On the contrary, the dragon clan, phoenix clan, Qilin clan and other forces that are better than the human race secretly rejoice that the better the Great Qin Xianting performs, the happier they will be.

When the day comes when Great Qin rises completely, the safety of their ethnic group will be greatly protected.

If Great Qin can take a step forward and become the king of all heavens and realms, they will also be able to gain huge benefits if they are close to the water.

In the world of martial arts, in addition to fighting and killing, there are also human connections and wisdom and strategies.

In the literary world.

Countless Wen Palace disciples' faces were pale and bloodless. They had already lost two rounds. If they lost one more round, they would be completely defeated.

The disciples from the Academy and the Painting Academy looked at the elders of the Literature Academy, Poetry Academy, and Ci Academy.

Facing everyone's gaze, the elders of the three courtyards were silent.

They don't dare!

They are afraid!

The Great Qin Immortal Court sent six people to discuss the Tao, but now only two people have been sent out, namely two extraordinary holy masters.

The remaining four people can't be weak persimmons!

So if you take action at this time, the chance of losing is very high. If you lose again, Wen Gong will have no chance at all.

"Let me do it!"

After a moment of silence, an old man with gray hair appeared on the world sky. He was wearing a white robe, with an elegant temperament and an indifferent gaze, seeing through the world of mortals.

"The dean has taken action!"

The disciples of Wen Gong were refreshed and regained their confidence. With their understanding of Wen Dao, if the dean ranked among the top three, he should be able to win the game.

"This time I am here to guard the ring, thesis said!"

Wen Mo Ke looked at Dong Zhongshu on Wen Qi Continent, with a flash of fighting spirit in his eyes, and his terrifying talent burst out, covering the world.

"good!"

Dong Zhongshu chuckled, his black robe fluttering, and he broke through the sky directly from the Wenqi Continent and stood on the world's sky.

boom!

boom!

Suddenly, the momentum between the two exploded.

Above the head of the literary and ink guest, books filled with talent burst out of the sky and piled up together to form a mountain of books, thousands of feet high and extremely majestic.

These classics were all books he had read well, and he understood them all.

Covering a wide range of topics.

But above Dong Zhongshu's head, there was only an ancient book suspended, named "Confucianism", which burst out with supreme meaning and suppressed all learning in the world.

Depose hundreds of schools of thought and respect only Confucianism!

Confucianism!

It's a book!

It is also a way!

In Dong Zhongshu's heart, Confucianism and Taoism are the supreme way, and all knowledge in the world belongs to him.

Bang bang bang!

The two literary wills collided in the starry sky, the roaring sound shook the sky, and the endless literary ways stirred, as if two supreme masters of literature had descended, competing for the first place in the world.

Endless talent roared in the starry sky, turning into giant dragons, roaring for eternity, shocking the world.

The terrifying literary pressure made the onlookers retreat continuously.

but.

There are also some warriors who did not retreat, but faced the difficulties, and with the help of the momentum of Wen Mo Ke and Dong Zhongshu, they brightened their minds and washed away the distracting thoughts in their hearts.

All things are Tao, and observing outsiders discussing Tao is also a way of cultivation.

Anyone who can think of this is an extraordinary person.

"Wen Zhidao, Zhen!"

Wen Mo Ke drank lightly.

Countless Chinese descended from the sky and emerged as a phantom. They were of different ethnic groups, different genders, and lived in different eras.

But they all have one thing in common: they are all inspired by books!

A great book, the compiler has put all his efforts into it. As long as he understands the essence of the work, he can summon the book spirit to fight.