Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

boom!

On the world sky.

Wen Mo Ke's expression changed slightly, and before he could react, he was knocked away by a vast and majestic force. He vomited blood and fell into the starry sky.

Above his head, hundreds of book spirits were all chopped into pieces.

Wenlong, who was condensed with a vast amount of literary energy, also had his head chopped off and turned into spots of light all over the sky.

"Failed?"

Hundreds of miles away, Wen Mo Ke was lying in the starry sky, his beard dyed red with blood, but he didn't wipe it off, and his eyes were a little confused.

The Taoism founded by Wenzu actually lost to the new Taoism?

Is Dong Zhongshu too strong?

Or is there a flaw in Wenzu Tradition itself?

"Want to know why you lost?"

Dong Zhongshu regained his momentum and asked calmly.

He still had a good impression of Wen Mo Ke. At least when he was practicing the dragon slaying technique, Wen Mo Ke only borrowed the artistic conception and did not practice the power of evil writing.

And when Wang Xizhi was discussing Taoism in the academy, he also upheld justice.

"Why?"

Wen Mo Ke suddenly raised his head, and a glimmer of light flashed in his blank eyes.

"Because you forgot about me!"

Dong Zhongshu pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "What is the duty of a literati? It is to inherit the sacred knowledge, to educate all living beings, to govern the world with the knowledge learned, and to create a peaceful and prosperous age!"

"And what about you?"

"Practice the art of slaying dragons and try to control the king. Your heart is not right and your way is not pure!"

"In my opinion, the so-called Wenzu's orthodoxy is nothing more than an evil sect founded by a careerist!"

Evil ways!

Upon hearing Dong Zhongshu's unceremonious comment, the world became silent without a single sound.

That is the orthodoxy established by Wenzu!

Take charge of the cultural veins of the heavens!

For countless years, who dared to veto? Who dared to say a bad word?

"Although Dong Zhongshu's words are unpleasant, they are not unreasonable!"

Some warriors thought about it over and over and nodded in agreement.

Is this what a scholar should do when he commits crimes and manipulates the king?

"Be bold!"

"As a literary cultivator, if you speak rudely and disrespect the literary ancestors, your cultivation should be abolished and Ling Chi should be executed!"

In the literary world, countless elders stood up and shouted angrily.

The things that the literary world has done over the years are indeed a bit unethical, but just knowing it secretly is enough. But Dong Zhongshu speaking out in front of everyone is equivalent to tearing off the last fig leaf of the literary world. How can they not be angry?

Moreover, although literati in the literary world are shameless, they pay special attention to reputation.

What Dong Zhongshu said touched their negative feelings.

"Kill him, Wen Zu will not allow anyone to blaspheme!"

A college dean shouted, with a horrified murderous intent in his eyes, the Immortal King's Qi burst out, tore through the void, and crushed towards Dong Zhongshu.

The other elders in the literary world also burst out with momentum, their eyes were fierce and their murderous intent was unparalleled.

"stop!"

At the critical moment, Wen Moke stood up and shouted, stopping the behavior of many elders.

"Dean, he is disrespectful to Wen Zu and should be killed!"

The elder of the college who rushed to the front said with red eyes and said unwillingly.

Wenzu!

That is the God in his heart and his lifelong belief. Anyone who disrespects him will be killed even if he risks his life.

"I know!"

The literary scholar waved his hand, flew to the opposite side of Dong Zhongshu, and said with a complex expression: "You are right, the literary world has indeed gone astray. You won this debate. Next, you can go to Wenshan to challenge the literary master.

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Then, he changed his words and said coldly: "But you can't leave!"

Dong Zhongshu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Wen Mo Ke's face suddenly changed, and he said in a cold tone: "Because you insulted Ancestor Wen, I am able to achieve what I am today because I learned from Ancestor Wen's traditions!"

He is a loser.

But he inherited Wenzu's orthodoxy and was regarded as Wenzu's disciple and grandson. How could he allow outsiders to insult his master and remain indifferent?

"So you want to fight?"

Dong Zhongshu looked at the literary scholar, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and asked.

"That's right, a life and death battle!"

"Of course, I won't take advantage. I will seal my cultivation to the late Immortal King stage. After this battle, all grudges will be cleared!"

The literary scholar nodded.

After the words fell, his breath began to weaken, and he dropped from the early stage of the Immortal King to the late stage of the Immortal King, which was exactly the same state as Dong Zhongshu.

Then, he suddenly drew his sword.

"Okay, I respect your choice!"

Dong Zhongshu breathed out, without any nonsense, he suddenly drew out his sword, and his body disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a sharp sword light emerging, cutting into pieces of the void.

The next moment, he appeared behind Wen Moke and thrust out with all his strength.

The six arts of a gentleman include etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and numeracy!

Among them, shooting refers to martial arts!

Even though Dong Zhongshu is a scholar, his fighting ability is not weak at all.

He put all his strength into this sword!

The sword came out, and the stars in the field began to burn. It was a vast and gentle fire, burning away the evil in the world, and changing the world to a bright and prosperous world.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A gleam of surprise flashed in the eyes of Wen Mo Ke, as if he didn't expect Dong Zhongshu's cultivation to be so powerful. The literary energy surged in his body and turned into a literary dragon, blocking him in front of him.

boom!

The sword energy fell.

Wen Long trembled violently and was chopped into pieces by the sword energy. Its power was not reduced and it struck at Wen Mo Ke's head.

"Master, are you right? Or are you wrong?"

Looking at the sword energy coming towards him, Wen Moke narrowed his eyes slightly and did not dodge. He even dispersed the immortal energy in his body and allowed the sword energy to fall.

The moment Dong Zhongshu pointed out the shortcomings of Wenzu's Taoism, his heart died!

I have been practicing for half my life, but I have understood the wrong culture.

What a heavy blow this is to a pure literati?

"not good!"

Looking at this scene, Dong Zhongshu's expression changed drastically and he wanted to withdraw his sword energy, but it was too late and he directly cut off Wen Mo Ke's head.

Blood splashed and dyed the starry sky red.

A generation of literary giants has fallen.

"Dean!"

Many literary elders were shocked, filled with grief and anger, but did not take action because before the battle, the literary masters had already agreed that after this battle, all grudges would be settled.

If they continue to take action, it is disrespectful to writers and writers.

"Pity!"

Countless onlookers sighed, but they admired Wen Mo Ke's behavior very much.

Death will make the way clear!

I wonder how many people in the world can do this?

"In the literary world, there is only one person who is sober!"

Dong Zhongshu stood in front of the body of Wen Mo Ke, and after being silent for a while, he said with emotion.

He knew that Wen Mo Ke had a death wish, otherwise with his cultivation level, there would be no way he could easily lose.

The gap between the Immortal King and the Immortal Emperor is still huge!

"He agrees with what you said!"

Guiguzi stepped forward and said.

"If I had known the result earlier, I would not have said anything!"

Dong Zhongshu still felt a little regretful in his heart.

"Don't think too much. For Dean Wen, the importance of enlightenment has already surpassed life and death!"

Guiguzi patted Dong Zhongshu on the shoulder and took Li Bai, Wang Xizhi, and Wu Daozi across the world and entered the literary world.

They are going to challenge the author!

The warriors watching in the starry sky also followed closely with curiosity.

Next, it will be decided who can take charge of the Tianwen Lineage.

"farewell!"

After everyone left, Dong Zhongshu bowed three times in succession to Wen Mo Ke's body, and then carefully handed it to the Wen Gong elder: "Bury Dean Wen properly!"

After doing all this, he sighed and stepped into the literary world.

Soon, Xingkong regained his composure.

"Xiao Shu, I don't think he deserves to die!"

"What do you think we should do?"

The starry sky rippled, and the figure of a boy in rough clothes emerged, speaking to the ancient book.

boom!

The ancient book was blazing with light, bursting out with a powerful force that transcended everything in the world, directly penetrated Yin and Yang, and found the soul of the literary scholar from the reincarnation.

The two realms of yin and yang, the three thousand avenues, and countless powerful beings cannot stop this power.