Chapter 12290: Seizing the Word (3 in 1)

Chapter 12290: Seizing Words (Three in One)

Ye Chen is currently mainly practicing Tianhua Jiuxuan Dao and Shenxia Taihuangtian. These two skills are the magical skills passed down to him by the second emperor of China. As long as he practices them well, he can also get the blessings of heaven and earth in Qingtian Confucianism.

Because the aura of the two emperors of China has long been integrated into the heaven and earth. These auras will not disappear with their deaths. They have become a part of the heaven and earth.

As long as Ye Chen's magic is successful, he can resonate with these auras and receive special blessings, which will add even more power and make him more advantageous in battle.

Ye Chen took out another formation diagram and spread it out in the samsara cemetery.

This formation diagram was given to him by Wu Yue, the leader of the Ancient Star Clan, when they were in the Wuwu Spacetime.

Wu Yue gave Ye Chen two scrolls, one could be used to reshape King Xuanyuan, and the other could be used to communicate with the great sage and inherit the great sage's mantle and authority.

The scroll for reshaping King Xuanyuan was naturally of no use to Ye Chen and could be thrown away. He had his own way and did not need to rely on the ways of others.

The other one, the scroll diagram that can communicate with the great sage, is of great use to Ye Chen, as it can save him a lot of trouble in communication and resonance.

After all, the Ancient Star Gate also believes in the great sage.

After Ye Chen laid out the formation diagram, he nodded with satisfaction. He only needed to wait to get the other two relics of the great sage and cooperate with this summoning and communication formation. Then he could completely inherit everything from the great sage.

This kind of inheritance is equivalent to Ye Chen becoming the "scapegoat" of the great sage.

From now on, Ye Chen will also inherit all the pain and disasters of the Pillar God.

He knew the consequences, but he believed he could handle it, so he would never let go.

If he let go, the authority of the great sage would be given to others, which would be a loss.

Time flies and ten days passed quickly.

The day of the Confucian ceremony has officially arrived.

The participants of this Confucian ceremony were mainly ordinary disciples of the Qingtian Confucian School, whose cultivation levels were between the Daojun realm and the Sun and Moon realm, and there was no one at the Ran Deng realm.

This is because the disciples at the Burning Lamp Realm level are already the core elites and have more important tasks. The future competition among the four academies and the Starry Sky Martial Arts Ceremony will mainly be fought among the disciples at the Sun and Moon Realm.

The disciples of the Sun and Moon Realm died in the fight, but the leaders of the four major academies still have a way to resurrect them.

If a disciple at the Burning Lamp Realm dies, it would be extremely difficult to relight the life lamp and revive him, and it would require a huge price to be paid.

This is undoubtedly good news for Ye Chen.

Because, if there were no Ran Deng Realm people participating in the battle, and only the Sun and Moon Realm people were involved, Ye Chen would be able to fight even if he faced a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm.

Among the Qingtian Confucianists, there were actually tens of thousands of people participating in the Confucian ceremony, which was really beyond Ye Chen's expectations.

He thought to himself: "This Qingtian Confucian School is indeed an old school, and its foundation is much deeper than that of Jiucang College."

The number of lower-level disciples in Qingtian Confucianism is much greater than that of Jiucang Academy, and the number of participants in the Xingtian Martial Arts Ceremony is limited. It is obviously unrealistic if everyone wants to participate.

Therefore, an additional selection competition will be held within the Qingtian Confucian School to select participants for the Xingtian Martial Arts Ceremony.

This internal selection competition is the "Confucian Grand Ceremony".

The Confucian ceremony was held, and the entire Qingtian Confucian school was decorated with lights and colors, and it was festive and lively.

The Green Flame Holy Elephant took Ye Chen to the event. With it standing beside Ye Chen, no one among the teachers and students of the Qingtian Confucian School dared to make things difficult for Ye Chen.

"Huang Taiyan, how are we going to conduct this Confucian Grand Ceremony? I heard that we have to go to some spiritual cave heaven?"

The Green Flame Holy Elephant asked. It had inquired about the general situation of the Confucian Grand Ceremony, but it had a simple mind and could not understand many of the twists and turns.

Huang Taiyan said, "That's right, sir. The great sage's thought relics and law relics are all sealed in Lingzhao Cave Heaven. I will take you there now."

Then he said to all the teachers and students, "Please follow me."

Although he is the head of the sect, he is not arrogant. The way that Qingtian Confucianism adheres to is the way of sages and kings, in which everyone is equal. It is not like the strict class system of the former Chinese Empire.

Huang Taiyan flew in front and led the way, and the teachers and students followed. Ye Chen and Qingyan Holy Elephant also followed.

After passing through a water curtain-like restriction, everyone came to a strange world.

Ye Chen looked around. This was obviously an independent cave, isolated from the outside world.

The world of caves and paradise here seems to be created by Confucian and Chinese ink. The mountains, rivers, pavilions and towers are all like ink paintings, exuding an ancient, elegant and ethereal charm.

On the ground, there is a huge, flat stone like an inkstone. In the very high sky, there is a giant pen hanging, as if it were made of crystal.

There are also countless words, like butterflies, thousands and thousands of them, and like stars, scattered in all directions of the sky, slowly dancing, magnificent and spectacular.

"Wow……"

Many teachers and students looked at this wonder of the world and were all amazed and amazed. It was obvious that most of them were here for the first time.

Huang Taiyan cleared his throat and said, "This is Lingzhao Cave Heaven, where the relics of the thoughts and laws of the great sage are sealed."

The Holy Elephant of Blue Flame looked left and right, but could not see any relics. He widened his eyes and asked, "Where are the relics? Where are they? Why can't I see them?"

Huang Taiyan smiled bitterly, pointed at the huge stone on the ground that looked like an inkstone, then pointed at the huge pen hanging in the air, and said:

"This piece of Taicang stone is the relic of the great sage's thoughts."

"And the Blue Sky Pen in the sky is the relic of his law."

Hearing Huang Taiyan's words, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Ye Chen was a little surprised. He looked at the huge inkstone stone on the ground, then looked at the giant brush in the sky, and thought: "It turns out that this stone and brush are the two relics of the great sage."

Huang Taiyan had already revealed it, Ye Chen concentrated his mind and sensed it. As expected, he caught a familiar aura of relics from this stone and this stroke. The body relics that had merged into his body also emitted a faint resonance.

"The soul of the great sage was tortured by the abyss, and his pain was also transmitted to the Taicang Stone."

"Look, there is a pool of thick ink condensed in this Taicang stone. That is the abyss of pain of the great sage."

Huang Taiyan pointed at the Taicang stone and said.

Everyone lowered their heads and looked carefully, and indeed, they saw that there was something dark and ink-like condensed in the Taicang Wenshi. The whole Taicang Wenshi was like an inkstone, and the dark substance was the ink.

"The Taicang Wenshi is stained with the thick ink of the abyss. I wanted to dissolve it, but the great sage said that an old bone like me should not be stained by his karma. He needs fresh blood, a younger 'scapegoat', um... a successor."

Huang Taiyan said.

Everyone was shocked and excited.

Everyone knows that if one inherits the authority of the Pillar God, one will become the Pillar God's "scapegoat".

But the power of theocracy is so terrifying and powerful. Although everyone present knows that the price is heavy, they are eager to inherit it and reach the top in one step.

"Master, as long as I can remove the thick ink on the Taicang stone, can I inherit the authority of the Great Sage?"

A man in a green shirt, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, asked Huang Taiyan.

He was Jun Moyuan, Huang Taiyan's eldest disciple.

"almost."

Huang Taiyan nodded slightly, turned to Ye Chen and said,
"The Lord of Samsara, the great sage's pillar god authority, is too overwhelming, and you may not be able to bear it alone."

"I see that there are three relics of the great sage, which means that his authority can be divided into three parts."

"It's enough for you to take one. It's better to leave the other two to my disciples of Qingtian Confucianism. This will be good for both you and me."

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head and said, "I want them all."

Things are different now. The current Ye Chen is confident that he can completely inherit the divine power of a certain pillar god. If that’s the case, why should he share it with others?
Huang Taiyan's expression suddenly changed when he heard Ye Chen's words.

Jun Moyuan's face darkened as well, and he said, "Lord of Samsara, don't go too far. If you want it all, be careful not to eat yourself to death!"

Ye Chen said: "It doesn't matter. If I die of fullness, you can come up and eat my leftovers."

Jun Moyuan said: "You!"

Huang Taiyan held his hands and said, "Forget it, Mo Yuan. When the ceremony begins, we'll see how good you are. Whether you can get the relic depends on your ability."

Jun Moyuan said: "Yes."

He turned around and looked at the two people standing behind him and said, "Junior brothers and sisters, help me."

The two people were a man and a woman. The man had an elegant temperament and a graceful demeanor, while the woman was graceful and elegant, looking like a lady from a noble family. They were Huang Taiyan's other two disciples, Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi.

Ye Chen looked calm and composed, but he was secretly on guard in his heart.

It was not an easy task for him to deal with the three most powerful and talented masters among the younger generation of Qingtian Confucianism alone.

Huang Taiyan pointed to the blue pen in the sky and said to everyone:

"In this grand ceremony, you want to directly seize the Taicang Wenshi. It is very dangerous. The thick ink of the abyss on the Taicang Wenshi will directly swallow you."

"If you want to seize it, you must first control the Qingtian Pen, and use the sharpness of the Qingtian Pen to break through the abyss. In this way, you can successfully obtain the Taicang Wenshi."

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar:
“Isn’t this a winner-takes-all situation?”

Huang Taiyan nodded and said, "Yes, anyone who can get the Qingtian Pen can basically get the Taicang Wenshi."

"But it is extremely difficult for you to activate the Blue Sky Pen."

“Do you see the words dancing and scattered in the sky?”

Everyone looked around the sky, and saw thousands and thousands of floating words emitting magnificent light, which was very dazzling and spectacular.

Huang Taiyan said: "These words were left by a great sage. He said that if you want to activate the Qingtian Pen, you need to collect the words into a poem."

"Collect the words to form a poem?"

Everyone was surprised.

Huang Taiyan said: "That's right! Collect words to create poems. Go and collect the words you want and create the poems you want."

"Then, use your poems and your Tao to activate the Blue Sky Pen."

"You decide what kind of poetry you want to create, and every word of the words floating here carries the blessing of the great sage. This is the last glory bestowed upon you by the great sage."

"Even if someone cannot get the Blue Sky Brush, as long as he comprehends these words with his heart and writes his own poems and avenues, his realm will be elevated."

"Go ahead, let me see how good your cultivation is. Those who perform well will be directly qualified to participate in the Xingtian Martial Arts Ceremony!"

After hearing Huang Taiyan's words, everyone's eyes lit up, and looking at the ancient characters floating in the sky, everyone's blood was boiling.

Although there is only one Qingtian Pen and one Taicang Wenshi, there are tens of thousands of these Dao characters. Even if you fail to snatch the Qingtian Pen and the Taicang Wenshi, being able to seize these Dao characters will be of great benefit to your cultivation.

"Junior brother, junior sister, take action!"

Jun Moyuan glanced at Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi, and with a greeting, the three of them turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky.

And they had a very good understanding of each other. They flew towards the three big characters "Qing", "Tian" and "Bi" respectively, wanting to grab these three characters first.

To control the Qingtian Pen, the three words "Qing", "Tian" and "Pen" may be the key.

Seeing Jun Moyuan and the other two taking action, the tens of thousands of students present suddenly became agitated and rushed into the sky to grab the words they wanted.

The Lingzhao Cave is huge. When tens of thousands of people rush up to the sky, it is like tens of thousands of birds flying into the sky, shining with light, and the scene is spectacular.

Huang Taiyan, Qingyan Holy Elephant, and many high-level elders and teachers in the Confucian school were watching closely from below. If any students failed in a fight and fell from the sky, they would immediately rescue them. If anyone died, they would be resurrected immediately.

With the presence of many powerful Confucianists, there will be no worries about life in the selection battle of this Confucian ceremony. However, if one is injured or killed, even if he is treated or resurrected, his own vitality will inevitably be damaged, and he can never be said to be unscathed.

Ye Chen looked at the words floating in the sky, then looked at the Qingtian pen. As if a blessing came to his mind, he thought of two lines of poetry:

"The pen falls and the wind and rain are shaken; the poem is completed and the ghosts and gods weep!"

He made up his mind and conceived the poem that would motivate his pen.

This poem is not unique, everyone can have their own answer. The poem itself is not important. What is important is the determination and fighting spirit shown in writing the poem.

Ye Chen glanced around and saw that the three words "Qingtian Pen" were taken by Jun Moyuan, Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi. The word "Pen" he wanted fell into Yun Wanxi's hands.

"Miss Yun, I'm sorry."

"I want your 'pen'."

Ye Chen let out a long roar, suddenly soared into the sky, and flew directly in front of Yun Wanxi.

The Nine Yang Divine Illuminating Sutra burst out, mixed with the Tianhua Jiuxuan Dao, and was suddenly released. A bright sun rose from behind Ye Chen with a rumble, emitting nine dazzling rays of light, which was extremely dazzling.

Yun Wanxi only felt a sharp pain in her eyes and her vision blurred. Ye Chen had already rushed in front of her and grabbed the words in her hand through the air.

This time, Ye Chen acted extremely quickly and took the initiative. The Nine Yang Divine Illuminating Sutra and the Tianhua Nine Profound Dao were integrated, and the light was so dazzling that Yun Wanxi could not open her eyes. Even though she had the cultivation level of the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm, she was unable to react in a hurry.

"Ouch!"

With a cry of surprise, the word "pen" in her hand was immediately snatched away by Ye Chen.

Many Confucian disciples around were shocked by Ye Chen's brilliant light. They all felt a stinging pain in their eyes and quickly retreated to avoid him, not daring to get too close.

"Junior sister, be careful!"

Ling Shuhan immediately rushed to the rescue and opened a book of sages. The vast Taoist essence immediately gushed out and poured into the sword in his hand. He swung the sword with a surging righteous energy and actually broke through Ye Chen's Nine Yang Tianhua Divine Light, and stabbed Ye Chen with the sword.

"The other side, burial!"

Ye Chen also summoned the Heavenly Emperor Sword, flying and slashing with the sword. The Samsara Burial Skill exploded to its extreme, and a terrifying aura of burial surged out, burying the earth, burying the sky, burying the void, and burying the soul!
The sword force of great burial, mixed with the high-level power of Ye Chen, the Supreme Taoist, had the power to destroy Ling Shuhan with one sword and bury him into the other side of reincarnation.

Zheng!
The two swords collided, and Ye Chen and Ling Shuhan each took a few steps back, but they fought evenly.

Ye Chen's Great Burial Sword was extremely ferocious, but after all, his cultivation was far behind Ling Shuhan's. Ling Shuhan relied on the brilliance of the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm to take Ye Chen's sword.

There are no skills, no fancy magical powers, it's all strength, it's all the power of realm!

Ye Chen gritted his teeth. This fight ended in a draw, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

The strong man in the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm is indeed powerful. It is impossible for him to defeat the enemy with one move. Now he can snatch the word "pen" from Yun Wanxi, which is also a preemptive move with a bit of luck.

The two swords were tied, and Ye Chen immediately flew back without any desire to fight.

Because, his opponent is not just Ling Shuhan.

Jun Moyuan hasn't made a move yet!
laugh!
Just as Ye Chen had stepped back, a black sword stained with thick ink pierced through the void where he had just stood.

Fortunately, he had already retreated, otherwise this sword would have seriously injured him if not killed.

The person who drew the sword was Jun Moyuan.

He swung his sword and made a surprise attack, but he didn't expect Ye Chen to retreat and dodge in advance.

"Is it luck or strength?"

Jun Moyuan's eyes turned cold.

Ye Chen saw that the three brothers and sisters were already standing together. All three were powerful men at the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm. Their brilliance illuminated each other and they should not be underestimated.

He smiled and said, "There are thousands of characters in the sky. Why do you three want to snatch the characters from me?"