When Feng Xiaomian heard the Confucian sage calling her, a few black lines seemed to flash across her face. She immediately became furious and jumped to her feet and said angrily: "Damn old man, you are just a will, do you really think you are
Is the Holy Body coming in person? If you want to suppress me again, try it!"
boom!
Feng Xiaomian went crazy.
The Confucian sage's thoughts of suppression back then, as well as the resentment of being trapped for thousands of years, coupled with being despised now, Feng Xiaomian is like a powder keg, ready to explode.
The overwhelming demonic power was like a roaring tsunami, suddenly rolling into clouds and sweeping across the nine heavens and ten lands.
boom!
Next to him, Luo Lie was so shocked that he stepped back under the overwhelming demonic power.
At this time, Feng Xiaomian was no longer something he could suppress!
Opposite in the void, the Confucian sage still had a faint smile on his face, then he raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and said: "If you don't obey, you will be beaten!"
Boom...
As the Confucian Sage's voice fell, one of his fingers instantly turned into a mountain peak, and it headed straight towards Feng Xiaomian.
Point out as much as a mountain!
What a saint!
Feng Xiaomian's demon power exploded, she neighed from her mouth, and the eight fox tails behind her turned into a divine pillar reaching the sky. She didn't even dodge, and crashed into the mountain formed by the Confucian saint's finger.
boom!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the surging energy was like a volcano erupting, shaking the entire void.
Powerful energy, like waves in the sea, spread everywhere in the city, sweeping a thousand meters in radius. Everywhere it passed, the houses were trembling with light. It was so devastating that it was so moving.
call……
On the ground, a strong wind blew.
Su Ping'an and the others all covered their faces with their hands. When the dust and smoke cleared, everyone's hearts palpitated, "Is this the power of a saint? How terrifying!"
Wow…
At this time, in the ruins in the distance, Pei Ziyi, who had just been knocked away, stood up again with red eyes.
Su Ping'an's eyes suddenly went straight, "I'll wipe it, come again, are you done yet? Ahem..."
Su Ping'an coughed up another mouthful of blood, then turned around to find help, but found that Confucian Sage had no time to look after this. Luo Lie was also blocked by attacks from both sides and could not escape for a while.
Just when Su Pingan was helpless, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "A qualified literary cultivator needs to learn to fight on his own. Even if he is in a desperate situation, he can still find a glimmer of hope. One last reminder, Shanhe Bi
The wash was the only cultural treasure that I didn't have the holy words engraved on back then, so it was only a semi-sacred vessel. To engrave the holy words, you need the rhyme of heaven and earth. Think about it for yourself..."
"..."
Su Pingan's expression froze when he heard these words.
This is obviously the voice of the Confucian sage.
But what do these words mean?!
Let me fight on my own?!
But I have no literary spirit anymore!
"This old man, if you have something to say, you can't say it clearly..."
Su Pingan's face turned bitter, then he scratched his scalp anxiously and began to think carefully about the words of the Confucian Sage.
The previous reminder is to let him fight on his own and not give up. This is nothing more than training a literary cultivator's fighting strength; but later on, what does it mean to not wash and engrave holy words on the Shanhe Brush?
"Old man...does it...do you want me to wash the pen and engrave holy words?!"
He was shocked after saying this!
"I washed and engraved holy words on Shanhe Brush? Are you serious?!"
"I am only a scribe, how can I engrave holy words on a sacred vessel?!"
"How can I have the Tao Yun of heaven and earth? Wait a minute, I really do have it!"
As Su Pingan was talking, an idea suddenly flashed across his face!
The Tao Yuan of heaven and earth, doesn’t the word ‘Martial Arts’ flashing on his Wenxin tree contain the Tao Yuan of heaven and earth?!
The will of heaven and earth is full of vitality, which allows him to display his embodied abilities in the scholar realm, and also has the power of "martial arts".
‘Martial arts’ is not the essence of heaven and earth, so what else is it?!
"Does the old man just want me to use 'martial arts' to wash my pen and engrave holy words?!"
Su Ping'an seemed to have some realization.
Seeing Pei Ziyi getting closer and closer, and time was running out, Su Ping'an gritted his teeth and said, "I'm betting, if it doesn't work, I'll curse the old Confucian sage for not having ink to write and no paper for going to the toilet!"
"..."
Confucian Sage, who was entangled with Feng Xiaomian, felt Su Ping'an's muttering and stumbled, almost losing his balance.
Then he rolled his eyes at Su Pingan on the ground...
This kid just needs to be dealt with!
…
On the ground, Su Ping'an thought and started taking action immediately.
He struggled up from the ground, then grabbed the red sandalwood wolf brush with one hand and the mountain river brush with the other.
Because of the manifestation of the Confucian sage, the mountain and river brush washer was shining with gleaming light, and the blue and white mountain and river pattern on it seemed to come out of the wall, but it just couldn't come out.
Su Ping'an turned to the blank space on the wall of the Bi Washing Altar, and was about to take action, but found that he had no grace at all. Then he thought for a moment, and suddenly said to Bi Washing: "Hey, you are a semi-Sacred Artifact, right? I
You should be able to understand what I said. The old Confucian sage asked me to carve holy words for you. After carving, you will become a holy vessel. But I don’t have the power now. Please give me a hundred and eighty drops of nine days first.
Galaxy water replenishes..."
"..." Confucian sage.
This guy is really a different kind of guy. You can even take advantage of a pen-washing guy?!
Just be a human being!
"..."
Shanhe Biwash seemed to be stunned, and the flashing light on his body stopped for a moment.
But just like this, it made Su Pingan even more sure that Bi Xi could understand what he said. Su Pingan couldn't help but be overjoyed, "You can really understand, so why are you still standing there? Hurry up and be quick, otherwise I will
If you die, no one will be able to engrave holy words on you!"
Pei Ziyi was already close at hand, and Su Pingan became more and more anxious.
In the end, the pen wash seemed to be unable to escape the temptation of becoming a 'holy weapon'. Then the altar body trembled for a while, and finally a drop of Nine Heavens Galaxy Water overflowed.
Su Ping'an's eyes lit up, but then his face tightened, "You are a pen washer, you are going to become a holy weapon... you are a 'vessel', can you be more generous in making the weapon, just give me this one, you are too stingy.
Come on, give me some more..."
"..." Shanhe Brush.
Maybe Shanhe Brush never dreamed that one day someone would be so shameless about every brush it has.
While it was dazed, Su Ping'an had already grabbed the mouth of the altar, and then shook it vigorously. It turned out to be really effective, and more than a dozen drops of Jiutian Xinghe water came out in one fell swoop.
"..."
The Confucian sage couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and was speechless.
Feng Xiaomian, Feng Qingyin, Lang Yiquan and other demons were stunned for a moment.
Is there still such an operation?
We spent so much effort just for a drop or two of Jiutian Xinghe Water, but in the end, this kid was able to cheat so much by just opening his mouth?!