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Chapter 312 Wuqu Xingxing, May the Human Race Have No Borders

Dongcang City.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were dissipated, and everyone was still immersed in Chen Luoshi's spirit of chasing the mandarin sky. Suddenly, the stars shone in the sky, and the dazzling galaxy like a galaxy broke out from the sky, pouring down, washing like water.

Chen Luo's body, Chen Luo only felt that the acupoints in his body seemed to turn into stars, and the stars shining. When Chen Luo's acupoints were full, the crocodile under him opened his mouth in a big mouth and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the starlight was sucked into the body by the suckling suckling, and then the "responsible monument" on the suckling suckling sucked, and it was as if the heart was beating.

At the same time, a star was born out of thin air in the sky, with the light flashing, and the rhythm of the "Responsible Monument" slowly stagnating.

"Wu Qu Star, born!" Yan Baichuan pinched his beard, "After the Confucian Wenqu Star, the Taoist Doumu Star, and the Buddhist Prajna Star, a new educational star appeared."

"From now on, under the sky, the place where Wu Qu Star shines can be practiced for martial arts!"

Everyone in the Shijia Square sitting beside him looked red, as if they were drunk, and they were extremely excited.

See the stars! The last predecessor who recorded the birth of the stars was still a ten thousand years ago.

Seeing this scene by historians is like experiencing the huge waves of the long river of time and space, so majestic!

...

"Is there something missing?" A great scholar from a semi-saint family suddenly whispered a voice to the great scholar around him, "Sage Kong had seventy-two sages and three thousand disciples, and finally promoted Confucianism and Taoism."

"Including Taoism and Buddhism, like my Confucianism, which one is not a classic like the sea. The martial arts are still full of plans, but they are just four or five novels written by Wuhou himself."

The great scholar who heard the transmission of the voice nodded slightly and sighed: "The foundation is a little weaker, but when the three ancestors of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism preached, they were all thousands of miles away, so that future generations could intercept the principles and explain them by themselves.



"The martial arts are currently only three thousand miles away, so I'm afraid I can't match my strength!"

"In this way, the future of martial arts still depends on Wuhou's diligence to write?"

"Oh, even if Wuhou Tian is a talented person, how many books can he write? It is better to practice diligently. If he reaches the level of the sky as soon as possible, there may be a prosperous era of martial arts classics!"

Chen Luo naturally could not hear the private voice transmission of these two great scholars. At this time, his mind was all on the martial arts in the dark.

The moment when Wu Quxing appeared, a ray of light shone on the martial arts, and the colorful martial arts were shaking endlessly, as if something was nurturing.

Almost at the same time, the sharp-eyed people present also discovered the projection of martial arts on Dongcang City. They saw that the originally flat colorful avenue suddenly had waves like a river.

"What's going on? What's wrong with martial arts?" Someone suddenly exclaimed. They were all great scholars or Taoist lords here, so they naturally understood that the key to Tongtian Dao is stability. The projection waves tumbling, and the body of martial arts must have had a major shock.

Could it be that the hidden dangers were left when fighting with Man Tian before?

Everyone looked at Chen Luo with concern. At this time, Chen Luo's whole body burst into a blast of red dust aura, and the colorful red dust aura, like a giant pillar, shot straight into the sky and threw himself into martial arts.

"It seems that something is coming out of martial arts!" Yan Baichuan frowned. He tried to deduce, but was stopped by a force of heaven.

"Mr. Sima, is there such a record in history books?" Yun Siyao looked at Sima Lie anxiously. Sima Lie also looked puzzled and shook his head slightly, "Mantian attacked several times, but there was no direct precedent for the fundamental damage to Tongtian Avenue.

ah!"

"What's wrong?" A seal symbol slowly appeared on Yun Siyao's forehead. She looked at Chen Luo, and her long hair floated slightly behind her.

At worst, I will play a game with Man Tian!

...

At the same time, outside the Jiange Pavilion.

Ren Ji, Song Wuji, Adamo, Su Qianqian and other martial arts people gathered in the Religious Sword Pavilion, and also looked up at the martial arts projection in the sky, frowned slightly.

"Is it Man Tian's backup?"

"What's going on with the Marquis now?"

"Damn it, why are there such twists and turns!"

Just as he heard the sound of worries, Su Qianqian sat cross-legged.

"Qianqian and low-skilled, and cannot help the young master. I am willing to use the aura of the world to help the young master with the weak power."

As he said that, a colorful red dust aura rose from Su Qianqian's body, and the red dust aura seemed to have used all his strength to rush into the void.

"The Marquis is like a lamp, and I, Aji, are the ones who study hard under the lamp. Ren Ji is willing to be the lamp oil to help the Marquis never go out forever!" Ren Ji sat cross-legged, and the worldly aura on his body also emerged from the air.

"The Venerable is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the Venerable. Venerable, Adamo can't see in this game." Adamo put his hands together, and the vast worldly aura rose into the sky with golden lights.

"Marty, Wuji is willing to die in this life." Xiao Xiaosong Wuji bowed heavily toward the Martial Arts Academy. The colorful aura was accompanied by the entanglement of black and white colors, and was lingering on it.

As the four people acted, the rest of the warriors realized something and bowed to the martial arts academy one after another, and suddenly, colorful aura rose.

...

Dongcang City.

The warriors looked at the tumultuous road of the world and bowed to the Martial Arts Academy, and the worldly aura burst out from their bodies.

...

Above the canal.

Qin Yu looked up at Wu Quxing in the sky, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He sat down at the bow of the boat, closed his eyes slightly, and a blood-colored red dust aura emerged from his body and headed straight for the north.

...

Under the sky.

Under the starlight of Wuqu, a famous martial arts man sat north, and the colorful red dust energy, which was thick or thin, turbid or clear, left the body and all turned north.

...

Chen Luo opened his eyes. At this moment, countless colorful lights came out from nowhere, dyeing the dim sky into a colorful field.

Even a great scholar like Yan Baichuan and Sima Lie opened his mouth wide at this time.

What a wonder this is!

I saw the red dust aura passing through the shadow of martial arts and finally falling into the martial arts. In an instant, thunder sounded out of thin air on the martial arts.

...

"Mom, look, it's a pen!" In Dongcang City, a child who had just learned it lay in his mother's arms, stretching out his chubby fingers to point at the martial arts projection in the sky.

In the martial arts, a phantom of an object slowly emerged, turning into a spear, and turning into a sharp sword. Finally, the phantom freezes into a colorful and colorful pen.

Immediately afterwards, another book condensed, the book opened, "The Swordsman", "The Relentless Swordsman", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"

The title of the book flashed one by one, followed by a large empty page, which seemed to be waiting for someone to write.

"The Great Dao calligraphy pen!" Yan Baichuan looked stunned, "Wu Dao, except Chen Luo, can anyone else write books?"

"My God, isn't this a capable that only genius can have?"

"You forgot that books in the world do not need profound mystery. People in the world can naturally write books in the world!"

"Yes, yes. Why can't people in the world write books on the world?"

At this time, the smile on Chen Luo's face gradually became brighter.

Finally, Cang Tiantiandao recognized the existence of martial arts novels.

Others can also write martial arts novels with elegant writing.

Of course, just like Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism writing books, the author needs to understand the martial arts principles in the book first before he can write them out and enjoy the benefits of the writer.

Although it is not small, after a thousand years, martial arts scriptures will inevitably be vast and not inferior to Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.

After all, the power of the masses is endless!

And he, as a platform... no, as the master of martial arts, naturally gains a lot of benefits.

Chen Luo thought and gave all the worldly aura he had just received to everyone on the road.

At this time, the martial arts projection slowly subsided, and a trace of fiery red finally appeared in the east.

Sunrise.

Chen Luo turned his head and looked at Yun Siyao in the crowd. Yun Siyao nodded slightly with relief.

"I have met the master of the world!" Yan Baichuan stood up first and bowed to salute.

Anyone who educates the world is the master of the world.

After Yan Baichuan, all the great scholars stood up and said at the same time: "I have met the martial arts master."

Immediately afterwards, Qingxuan and the Taoist lords also stood up, bowed, and said, "I have met the Martial Arts Master!"

The other Taoist lords followed and said, "I have met the martial arts ancestor!"

Chen Luo bowed his fists and replied: "Thank you, the two seniors of Confucianism and Taoism!"

The rising rays of light filled Dongcang City and also landed on the martial arts projection. Chen Luo took a deep breath and his voice shook Dongcang: "Dongcang Martial Arts Court!"

"May the human race have no boundaries!"

"open!"

...

A clear voice spreads slowly-
Chapter completed!
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