v4 Chapter 312： The star of Wuqu is now, may the human race be boundless

East Cang City.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were all gone, and everyone was still immersed in Chen Luoshi's spirit of chasing the sky. Suddenly the sky was full of stars, and the bright galaxy like the Milky Way broke out from the sky and poured down, washing away like water. Chen Luo's body, Chen Luo only felt that all the acupoints in his body seemed to have turned into stars, and the stars were shining. When Chen Luo's body was full of acupoints, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. Suddenly, all the stars were sucked into his body, and then the "responsible monument" on his back overflowed with faint stars. Mang, flickering bright and dark, like a heart beating.

At the same time, a star was born out of thin air in the sky, the light flickered, and the rhythm of the "responsible monument" slowly stagnated.

"Wuqu Xing, was born!" Yan Baichuan pinched his beard, "Following Confucianism Wenqu Xing, Taoism Doumu Xing, Buddhist Prajna Xing, a new enlightenment star has appeared."

"Since then, under the sky, the place where the martial arts star shines can be taught by martial arts!"

The Shi family's square array, who was sitting beside him, all turned red, as if they were drunk, and they were extremely excited.

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

When the historian sees this scene, it is like experiencing the sky-shattering waves of the long river of time and space. How majestic!

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"Is there something missing?" A great Confucian from a semi-sage family suddenly whispered to the great Confucian next to him, "Kong Sheng had seventy-two sages and three thousand disciples, and finally carried forward Confucianism and Taoism."

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

The great Confucian who heard the sound transmission nodded lightly and sighed: "The foundation is a little weaker, but when the ancestors of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism preached their sermons, they were all connected to the sky, and only later generations can intercept the truth and explain it by themselves. "

"At present, the martial arts are only three thousand miles away, so I'm afraid it's not enough!"

"So, the future of martial arts still depends on Wuhou's diligent writing?"

"Hey, even if Wuhoutian is a talented person, how many books can he write? It's better to practice diligently. If you reach the sky in the early days, there may be a prosperous world of martial arts books!"

Chen Luo naturally couldn't hear the private voice transmission of these two great scholars. At this time, his mind was all on the martial arts.

At the moment when the martial arts star appeared, a ray of light also shone on the martial arts, and the colorful martial arts oscillated endlessly, as if something was nurturing.

Almost at the same time, the sharp-eyed people in the room also noticed that the martial arts above Dongcang City were projected, and they saw that the originally flat seven-colored avenue was suddenly like a river, with undulating waves.

"What's going on? What's wrong with Martial Dao?" Someone suddenly exclaimed. There were great Confucians or Daoists in the audience. Naturally, they understood that Tongtian Dao was stable and the projection waves were tumbling, so the body of Martial Dao must have undergone a big shock.

Could it be that there were hidden dangers left in the previous fight with Mantian?

Everyone looked at Chen Luo with concern. At this time, Chen Luo's whole body burst into red dust, and the colorful red dust like a giant pillar shot directly into the sky and plunged into martial arts.

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

"Mr. Sima, is there such a record in the history books?" Yun Siyao looked at Sima Lie anxiously, Sima Lie also showed doubts and shook his head slightly, "Man Tian has attacked several times, but there is no precedent that directly damaged the foundation of Tongtian Avenue. what!"

"Where is the problem!" A seal symbol slowly appeared on Yun Siyao's forehead. She looked at Chen Luo, her long hair fluttering slightly behind her.

It's a big deal, let's play Mantian again!

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At the same time, outside Lunjian Pavilion.

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

"Is it Man Tian's backhand?"

"How is Lord Hou now?"

"Damn, why are there so many twists and turns!"

In the sound of worry, Su Qian sat cross-legged.

"Qianqian's ability is low and I can't help the son. I would like to help the son's weak power with a red dust."

As he said that, a colorful red dust energy rose from Su Qianqian's body, and the red dust energy seemed to have exhausted its strength and was about to rush into the void.

"Master Hou is like a lamp, and I, Aji, are the people who study hard under the lamp. Ren Ji is willing to be the oil for the lamp, and help the master to stay bright!"

"The Venerable is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the Venerable. Venerable, this game, Adamo can't see it empty."

"Master Hou, Wuji is willing to die in this life." Xiao Xiao Song Wuji bowed heavily in the direction of the Martial Arts Academy.

Following the actions of the four, the rest of the warriors came to their senses, and they all bowed to the martial arts institute, and the colorful auras suddenly rose.

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East Cang City.

A martial artist looked at the churning red dust avenue, all bowed to the martial arts institute, and the red dust gas gushed out from his body.

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on the canal.

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

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under heaven.

Under the starlight of Martial Arts, a person of the famous Martial Dao sat facing north, and the colorful red dust gas, either thick or thin, or turbid or clear, came out of the body, all facing north.

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Chen Luo opened his eyes, and at this moment, countless colorful lights came out one by one, dyeing the dim sky into a colorful one.

Even the first-class scholars like Yan Baichuan and Sima Lie opened their mouths at this time.

What a spectacle!

I saw that the air of red dust passed through the phantom of the martial arts, and finally fell on the martial arts. In an instant, the sound of thunder blasting sounded out of thin air above the martial arts.

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"Mother, look, it's a pen!" In Dongcang City, a child who had just learned lay in his mother's arms and pointed his chubby finger at the martial arts projection in the sky.

I saw that in the martial arts, the phantom of an object slowly emerged, and it turned into a long spear for a while, and a sharp sword for a while, and finally the phantom was frozen and turned into a colorful pen.

Immediately afterwards, another scroll was condensed, and the scroll was opened. The "Swordsman", "The Passionate Swordsman Ruthless Sword", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of Condor Heroes", "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer", and "Eight Dragons". Titles flashed one by one, followed by large sheets of empty pages that seemed to be waiting for someone to write.

"The Great Way of Writing!" Yan Baichuan looked stunned, "Martial Dao, other than Chen Luo, can others write books and speak?"

"My God, isn't this the ability of Wanlitongtian?"

"You forgot, red dust books do not need to be esoteric, red dust people can naturally write red dust books!"

"Yes, yes. People of the red dust write the book of red dust, why can't they!"

At this moment, the smile on Chen Luo's face gradually brightened.

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

Others can also write martial arts novels in Yawen.

Of course, just like writing a book with Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, the author needs to understand the martial arts principles in the book before writing it and enjoying the benefits of the writer.

Although the difficulty is not small, after thousands of years, the martial arts classics will inevitably be like a sea of ​​smoke, not losing to Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.

After all, the power of the masses is infinite!

And he, as a platform... No, as the master of martial arts, he can naturally get a lot of benefits.

Chen Luo thought about it, and fed back all the red dust he had just received to everyone in the avenue.

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

Sunrise.

Chen Luo turned his head to the side, just looking at Yun Siyao in the crowd, Yun Siyao nodded lightly with relief in his eyes I have seen the world teacher! "Yan Baichuan stood up first and bowed in salute.

All those who educate the world are the teachers of the world.

After Yan Baichuan, all the great Confucians stood up and said at the same time, "I have seen the world master of martial arts."

Immediately afterwards, Qingxuan and all the Daojuns also stood up, made a Daoist bow, and said, "I have seen the Martial Dao Patriarch!"

The rest of the Daojun followed and said: "I have seen the ancestor of martial arts!"

Chen Luo clenched his fists in return: "Thanks to the two predecessors of Confucianism and Taoism!"

The rising rays of light filled Dongcang City and fell on the Martial Dao projection. Chen Luo took a deep breath and shook Dongcang: "Dongcang Martial Academy!"

"May the human race be boundless!"

"open!"

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A beautiful voice lingered lingeringly——

"The red sun is rising in Dongcang, and its avenues are full of rays of light..."