The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3108: The Battle of the Holy Dao

After a few breaths, the white light protecting everyone dissipated.

The cushion where the Zongsheng sat originally had disappeared, and the ground was slightly black.

When the wind blew, there was no dust.

After a few breaths, a new cushion appeared out of thin air, and the new incarnation of the Zongsheng appeared on the cushion.

The eyes of the new incarnation of the Zongsheng were a little dull.

It seemed that he was stunned by someone.

It seemed that he was a fool from someone's family.

The saints were silent, and the great scholar was horrified.

This means that the Zongsheng's body has not been able to digest the holy way of Fang Yun's holy world so far.

What happened to Fang Yun's holy world?

Everyone looked at Fang Yun.

However, Fang Yun took out the teapot and teacup slowly, and then took out the magic tea star, boiled water and made tea in one go.

Fang Yun first distributed tea to the other semi-saint incarnations, and then threw the teapot into the air. The spout of the pot distributed thousands of teas, which fell to each great scholar, and moved to the great scholars from all walks of life who were not here.

The tea fell, not like a stream of water, but a ball of white light wrapped around the colorful tea leaves, which slowly rotated, absorbed the tea, and fell like a small star.

The incarnations of the saints drank the tea in one gulp, and the sound of stars hitting each other came from their stomachs.

The great scholars opened their mouths and swallowed the tea, and thunder roared in their stomachs, and everyone was happy.

Zong Moju also silently picked up the tea and drank it silently, and then his eyes became a little spiritual.

Fang Yun didn't speak, and everyone looked at Zong Moju.

Zong Moju glanced at the saints, and then at the great scholars, and countless questions seemed to come to his ears.

In the end, Zong Moju sighed and said: "The saints discuss the way, and this saint loses."

Everyone still stared at Zong Moju intently.

The question is how did he lose?

Zong Moju was silent, and I don't know what he was thinking about.

After a long time, Zong Moju suddenly looked up at Fang Yun and said slowly: "The battle of the Holy Way is over. If this Saint wins, can I take a look at the books?"

"Yes." Fang Yun said.

Zong Moju nodded gently, and then remained silent.

Wang Jinglong finally couldn't hold back, and said with a look of anxiety: "Fang Sheng, Zong Sheng, since it is a discussion of the Holy Mind, it is beneficial to the human race, why not compile it into a book for us to learn?"

The saints and great scholars nodded one after another, very hard.

Fang Yun did not answer.

Zong Moju said slowly: "The process of Fang Sheng entering my Holy Mind World can be compiled into a book for your reference. As for what happened in Fang Sheng's Holy Mind World, it is not convenient to make it public. If it is necessary to make it public, Fang Sheng must agree."

Everyone looked at Fang Yun.

"It is indeed not appropriate to make it public at this time." Fang Yun said.

The faces of the saints and great scholars flashed with obvious disappointment.

The familiar great scholars looked at each other, and they all saw the eagerness in each other's eyes. The difference between the two people's holy thoughts and the way of discussion was too great. The patriarch could not even hold on for two breaths. Something extremely special must have happened.

It happened right in front of them, but they didn't know the details, which really made them uneasy.

Fang Yun glanced at the extremely gossipy saints and great scholars, and said: "Please let the patriarch choose the second game."

Everyone immediately gathered their minds, suppressed their curiosity and restlessness, and looked at the two saints.

The patriarch said slowly: "Before today, this saint will give in, but the holy thoughts and the way of discussion have been defeated, and this saint does not need to pretend. In the second game, I choose the holy way of literature battle."

Everyone was shocked, especially the great scholars, whose hearts trembled.

The holy way of literature battle must be a struggle between the main bodies. It would be good if both sides knew the limit. If the real fire was fought, one of the saints would definitely die.

This is bad news for the human race.

Even the scholars of Jing people did not want to see the patriarch die at this moment.

Without waiting for Fang Yun to answer, Zong Sheng continued: "The demons are watching with eager eyes. If you and I fight to the death, the demons will gain. You and I will only compete three times, and stop when we are satisfied. One is the holy mind, the second is the holy body, and the third is the literary world. No external objects can be used. How about it?"

When everyone heard this, some of them found it hard to believe.

Zong Moju, as a half-saint, and an old half-saint, was not only afraid of death, but also deliberately restricted Fang Yun's power and carried out the holy way and literary battle in his favorite way.

But on second thought, if he could only hold out for a breath in front of Fang Yun in the discussion of the holy mind, he would probably do the same.

Zong Moju's way of challenging was exactly in line with the consistent philosophy of the Miscellaneous School, changing with the times, changing with the situation, and changing with the person.

Some great Confucian scholars shook their heads and smiled bitterly. The Miscellaneous School took too much advantage in shamelessness, and it was difficult for their own Confucianism to achieve this level.

Fang Yun is good at poetry and has many treasures, but Zong Moju did not compete with him and directly abolished Fang Yun's best ability. Although the holy mind is closely related to the literary courage, it takes a long time to nurture, not to mention the holy body. The same is true for the literary world. All three require a lot of time to grow. Zong Moju has a huge advantage in these three aspects.

If the opponent is not Fang Yun, this literary battle will be a foregone conclusion, but even if it is Fang Yun, in everyone's prediction, Fang Yun's chance of winning is only 20%.

Although everyone has some complaints about Zong Moju, they don't think it's mean, because the premise of all this is "stop when it's enough". If one party can't win, they will immediately admit defeat, and at most they will suffer minor injuries and recover in a few months.

Restricting Fang Yun without breaking the bottom line, seeking victory but not seeking punishment, it shows that Zong Moju can be called a half-saint of the human race no matter what, and he has no intention of killing Fang Yun.

Follow your own holy way, it's not shameful.

Fang Yun nodded and said, "I, a junior, should listen to the teacher's instructions."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Clearly these are humble words, but hidden within them is a spirit of war and determination to move forward!

However, the crowd was somewhat confused about Fang Yun's intention, because there was no killing intent in Fang Yun's words, which meant that he was not so concerned about the victory or defeat of this Saint Dao Wen Battle, and he had no intention of defeating Zong Moju.

So, where did Fang Yun's fighting spirit come from?

What would Fang Yun do to Zong Moju in the end?

With all kinds of questions, the crowd looked at the two.

Fang Yun's incarnation and Zong Sheng's incarnation were motionless.

Suddenly, the crowd looked up at the sky and saw two divine lights flying out of Shengyuan Continent, flying into space, and disappearing.

Wang Jinglong thought for a moment and pointed his finger at the air.

A huge light curtain appeared in front of the Temple of All Saints, and in the light curtain was a starry sky.

In the starry sky, Fang Yun and Zong Moju looked at each other from a distance.

After careful identification, the crowd found that this was no longer the area where Shengyuan Star was located. Even the sun was different, and it should have gone to the outer star field.

All the great scholars were excited. This was a battle between half saints!

And it was not a battle against monsters, but a battle within the human race!

There will be great gains!

Wang Jinglong said: "Everyone, who do you think is better?"

"Of course it is Zong Sheng." Yun Sheng said.

Chen Qingzhi said: "Fang Sheng's divine consciousness is so strong that I have never seen it in my life. Why is it Zong Sheng?"

Yun Sheng said: "When Zong Sheng discusses the Dao, he must hide his strength. His divine consciousness should be above mine. Why was he equal to me at that time?"

Everyone thought about it for a while and found that Zong Sheng's divine consciousness was too weak before.

The explosion of the clone does not mean anything. It is just a matter of the strength of the holy way. It can even be said that it is because Zong Moju's divine consciousness is too strong that the clone exploded.

In the starry sky, Fang Yun looked at Zong Moju.

"Please!"