From the Perfect World

God.

The realm of literature and art.

During the cross-border confrontation between Wu Shi and Black Blood Supreme, Ye Fan, who had been a teacher for many years, also quietly left the small mountain village to travel to prosperous towns.

Over the years, he has gained insight into the mysteries of literature and art, and his practice has also improved. At the same time, he was also quite shocked.

The power of the Wen Dao is definitely not inferior to that of the Immortal Dao. There are not many strong ones today just because they have only appeared for a short period of time, and they cannot compare with those evolutionary paths that have existed in God for countless epochs.

"Maybe in a few years, Wen Dao will give birth to a sage, comparable to the supreme being."

"With that Holy One suppressing it, this evolutionary path will definitely develop to its greatest glory."

Ye Fan was walking in the wild forest, and some of the mysteries of literary Tao were integrated into his own Tao. At this moment, there were beautiful and beautiful chapters surrounding his body, allowing evil spirits to ward off changes.

The sage in his words refers to the being who has reached the end of the literary path.

Just as the supreme being in the Immortal Way is called the Immortal Emperor, the supreme being in the Literary Way is the Holy Saint.

In these years, Hong Yi, who was favored by him at the beginning, has made rapid progress, surpassing countless geniuses and Taoists in the world, and now he has become a great sage.

This speed of progress made Ye Fan secretly sigh. Perhaps it would not take tens of thousands of years for the other party to make a name for himself in heaven and go one step further to become a sage.

This feeling of witnessing the rise of a Dao Ancestor-level creature from a weak age made Ye Fan feel quite complicated.

He couldn't help but sigh, the heaven is too vast, and a Taoist like him could only cover a small corner of the world in countless years.

Just staying in a random place, you meet a genius who has a high probability of becoming a Dao Ancestor-level creature. How can you calm down?

Perhaps after a long time, the wizarding civilization that is close to the civilized civilization will be expelled to a distant place and will no longer be able to continue to thrive on this land.

…

A hundred years later.

As soon as Ye Fan walked out of a huge city with prosperous culture, his heart moved and he looked up at the sky.

In the sky, streaks of light flowed across mountains and rivers, escaping countless time and space, and flowed somewhere.

Each stream of light has the aura of a different evolutionary path, and there are tens of millions of them. At the end, they can practice to the realm of the Immortal King and become a so-called eternal being.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan rarely changed his expression and showed a hint of joy.

"Is the Holy One going to open an altar to preach?"

He knew what this scene meant.

The last time the supreme Being of Literary Dao opened the forum to preach, a similar vision appeared.

At that time, as long as you are within the realm of literature and art, you will be able to listen to the sermons of a supreme being in the heavens.

No matter whether you are strong or weak, you will gain something. Mortals can also understand some truths from it, or open up their spiritual wisdom and become geniuses on the way to evolution.

At this moment, sounds of joy came from every town and mountain village in the Wen Dao territory.

Everyone burned incense to purify themselves, adjust their state, and listen to the holy sermon in their best posture.

No one knows how many more times this supreme being will preach, so they all cherish it very much.

Suddenly, Ye Fan noticed a special fluctuation in the distant sky.

"There is a Dao ancestor-level creature coming across the territory."

Ye Fan knew it in his heart.

There are definitely many Taoist ancestors who pay attention to this matter like him, and the vision is so obvious that it can be seen across many territories.

So he wasn't surprised.

As for the methods by which those Taoist-level creatures quickly cross borders, Ye Fan also knows.

It is said that it is a method passed down by a supreme being from God, which can open up a passage called the 'empty door'.

Inside the Void Gate, time is empty, space is empty, everything is empty, nothing exists, nothing exists.

Living beings can enter the Buddhist door and travel forward for ten thousand or one hundred thousand years. In this way, the outside world will only pass for a short time, but as long as the Buddhist door is opened again and returned to the outside world, it is equivalent to flying away for so many years.

This is also a method often used by Dao Ancestor-level creatures to travel. Otherwise, given the vastness of God, it would be too difficult to cross every territory.

And only immortal kings and above are qualified to enter the Buddhist door. Weaker people rashly step into the Buddhist door where all things are empty, and unconsciously seek death.

"Unfortunately, without the supreme authorization, even if you know how to open the empty door, you will not be able to open it successfully."

Ye Fan sighed secretly.

His current vision is far from what it was when he first came to God, and he knows many things clearly.

Those who can open the door to Buddhism are not qualified to see the supreme being in the heavens. They all made deals with that supreme subordinate and paid a huge price to obtain authorization.

Some people say that the supreme being named Cangtian who created the Buddhist Gate originally wanted to empower all living beings so that evolvers who meet the standard of strength can open the Buddhist Gate.

But something unexpected happened, so the matter dropped and gradually became what it is today.

In the next few days, Ye Fan could sense the fluctuations of Kongmen coming from many places outside time and space from time to time. It was impossible for him not to be envious.

Just a few dozen breaths is equivalent to tens of thousands of years of traveling. In this life where time is limited, it can be called a magical skill.

No matter how good Tao Ancestor-level creatures are at moving in the void, they can't match the speed of Kongmen when they are simply on the road.

At this time, Ye Fan had already chosen a picturesque sacred mountain and decided to stay here.

Occasionally, a Dao Ancestor-level creature from across the territory came nearby, but in the end they chose to avoid it, not wanting to fight a real Dao Ancestor.

Regardless of victory or defeat, if the Holy Saint is watching, the outcome will not be good.

Although this supreme being in the heavens talks about cultivating the way of literature, there is a passage in the well-known classics that remains fresh in everyone's memory.

Let me ask, what is the biggest in the world?

It makes the most sense!

fist--

That’s the truth!

Just nineteen words have caused controversy among countless evolutionists. Some people say that the fist is the biggest and the strong is respected. Adding a line of truth is useless.

But some people think that this is the profound point. The fist is only a means to show strength, not a necessity, and the limit of strength depends on the truth in the heart.

Otherwise, if you only have fists, only brute strength, and an empty heart, how is that different from a wild beast?

For the Holy Saint who said such words and spread them openly and openly, seeing someone causing trouble on his own territory...

Therefore, even the most ferocious supreme existence on weekdays has its tail between its legs.

One month since the vision appeared.

On this day, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes, cut away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and listened intently to the ethereal voice that sounded from the depths of the sky.

…

Beyond the most ancient plateau.

Shi Hao, who had just stopped fighting with the three ancestors for a few years, glanced coldly at the enemy in front of him.

Just when the three ancestors thought everything was normal, they saw Shi Hao's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"open!"

Shi Hao shouted loudly, his breath rising in an instant.

The brilliant sword light suddenly appeared, but it did not slash towards the three ancestors, nor did it slash towards the depths of the plateau. It just disappeared suddenly from the world.

"he thinks……"

One of the ancestors secretly thought something was wrong.

He naturally saw where Shi Hao's sword was going, but it was too late to stop it now.

Shi Hao's timing was really clever, it happened just when none of the three of them could stop him.

"Huh, useless struggle."

One of the ancestors snorted unwillingly.

At this moment, the brilliant sword light that spanned reality and abstraction also rose from the end of the immortal road, cutting towards the pollen evolution path that should be unreachable.

laugh!

The sword light went straight to the end of the pollen road, chopped open the coffin of the ancestor who was delayed for a moment, and flew away the culprit who polluted the pollen road.

:,!