Chapter 1347 Demon Ancestor vs Confucius

On the top of the mountain, a strong wind suddenly rose, whirring and rolling up endless dark clouds.

Confucius stood on the top of the peak, his robe rustling, holding the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Today, I, Confucius, swear by the Spring and Autumn Pen to establish Confucianism, teach the people etiquette and laws, pass on the concept of benevolence, righteousness and morality, educate all living beings, and lead all living beings out of the lost path. The Great Dao is a mirror. This ambition will never change!"

Sonderous and powerful, resounding!

The magnificent righteousness came out with the words, imprinted in the long river of history, and will never be extinguished!

Boom---

A thunderbolt suddenly sounded, thundering, as if there was a sign of the collapse of the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of light shot through the sea of ​​clouds and shone on Confucius, shining brilliantly, unparalleled in the world.

The Great Dao allowed him to establish a religion!

It was also very supportive, especially accompanied by the merits of the Great Dao!

A hint of joy appeared on Confucius' face, and he could feel that his cultivation was skyrocketing.

Soon, he broke through the sage realm!

Merit and virtue, no thunder tribulation!

As the first founder of a religion, Confucius made a grand wish, and with the blessing of the Great Dao, his cultivation is still rising wildly.

The holy power swept across the chaotic land, making countless creatures tremble with fear.

At this time, the words that Confucius had vowed before sounded again, amplified by the Great Dao, and resounded through the chaotic land again and again, causing countless creatures to be shocked.

"Who is Confucius?"

"Confucianism?"

"Is this person going to become a saint?"

"He has already become a saint! Is this what the Emperor of Heaven said about becoming a saint through merit and virtue?"

"Tsk tsk, another person becomes a god, when will Mo Jingcang become a saint?"

"First, the Blood Devouring Demon God disappeared, and then Confucius became a saint. The situation is turbulent!"

In the chaotic land, every corner, wherever there are creatures, people are discussing this matter.

The generation around the Emperor of Heaven's Stone Palace was also in a commotion. This place is closest to the place where Confucius became a saint, and the holy power can be felt most clearly.

Because Confucius had been in the Heavenly Emperor Stone Hall for some time, some of the creatures around him knew him. Now when they heard that he had become a saint, they all felt like they were dreaming.

The creatures who knew Confucius quickly spread the news. Soon, the creatures around the Heavenly Emperor Stone Hall knew about it and were immediately excited.

Could it be that Confucius's becoming a saint was related to the Heavenly Emperor?

Thinking of this, especially those saintly creatures, their breathing became rapid, and their eyes were full of eagerness when they looked at the Heavenly Emperor Stone Hall.

In the hall, Qin Jun smiled and said, "I finally have a saint under my command."

Xi Ling, Huo Qubing, Ju Liusun, the twelve saints and other confidants congratulated him, but they were full of envy in their hearts because they also wanted to become saints.

Qin Jun took their expressions into his eyes, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can all become saints in the future, and even surpass saints?"

Surpass saints?

The subordinates were shocked. Could it be that His Majesty has already glimpsed the way to surpass saints?

"Your Majesty, are you serious?"

"Surpassing the saint? What realm would that be?"

"Is the immortal saint not the end?"

"It's hard to imagine. As your majesty said, the path of cultivation is endless."

They talked a lot and seemed very excited.

Qin Jun sat on the Supreme Nine Dragon Chair, posing in a lazy posture, and said with a smile: "You are not joking. You should go to welcome Confucius first. I have to continue practicing."

The subordinates had to bow and leave. They admired Qin Jun's diligence from the bottom of their hearts and dared not disturb him. At the same time, they also wanted to ask Confucius about becoming a saint.

On the other side, in the palace of the Demon Ancestor.

Mo Jingcang sat on the throne, supporting his forehead with his right hand, his eyes full of bloodshot.

The disappearance of the Blood Devouring Demon God has made him crazy, and now someone has become a saint!

And he has been stuck at the threshold of the saint realm for hundreds of thousands of years, and still has no chance to become a saint. At this moment, he is almost about to collapse.

"Confucius... dared to become a saint before me..."

Mo Jingcang's right hand grasped his forehead tightly, blood flowed down his fingers, hideous and terrifying.

Emperor Tian, ​​Emperor Ji, Emperor Su, plus Confucius, there are already four saints!

Any one of them can destroy the current glory of the demon clan, and Confucius founded Confucianism, which obviously has ulterior motives. He may have the desire to compete for the world. How can he be at ease?

"I must become a saint... I must..."

Mo Jingcang thought while suppressing his rage. The whole palace of the demon ancestor was shaken violently by his murderous aura.

"Confucianism..."

He muttered to himself, as if he was trapped in a demon barrier.

He could hear many creatures outside the palace discussing the name of Confucius, and these voices were like steel needles piercing his heart.

About an hour later, Confucius's holy power just dissipated.

On the top of the mountain.

Confucius held the Spring and Autumn Brush in his hand, and his whole temperament seemed to be integrated with the world, and he would become an immortal at any time.

"Is this the realm of saints?"

He muttered to himself, with no surprise on his face, but thinking about something.

Immediately, he quickly flew to the Stone Palace of the Emperor of Heaven.

He was able to become a saint because of Qin Jun's guidance, so his loyalty not only did not decrease, but increased.

He was now more curious about Qin Jun.

Confucius became a saint, and in the following 10,000 years, he was often mentioned by living beings, and was even praised by all living beings as the second saint, second only to the Emperor of Heaven.

After knowing that Confucius became a saint because of the guidance of the Emperor of Heaven, the status of the Emperor of Heaven became higher and higher, and Qin Jun's fame value continued to rise.

Confucius founded a religion and became a saint, which also attracted many strong people to follow suit.

For a time, various sects appeared in the chaotic land, and they were all kinds of them. Unfortunately, no one obtained the merits of the Great Dao.

If you want to establish a religion, you can't just talk about it.

Ten thousand years later, Confucius left the Heavenly Emperor's Stone Hall and prepared to establish a sect. This was instructed by Qin Jun, but the outside world speculated whether Confucius had a falling out with the Heavenly Emperor?

On this day, Mo Jingcang finally became a saint!

The Saint's Thunder Tribulation came fiercely, flattening the land within a radius of one billion miles and causing hundreds of thousands of demons to suffer.

After forty-nine days, Mo Jingcang finally succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and became the fifth saint of the Chaos Land.

"It's over! Mo Jingcang has become a saint!"

"The demons are really unstoppable!"

"Unstoppable? Can Mo Jingcang compare to Confucius? Can he compare to the Heavenly Emperor?"

"The Heavenly Emperor is benevolent and will never abandon all living beings!"

"How strong is the saint?"

In the Chaos Land, most of the creatures began to panic.

After becoming a saint, Mo Jingcang is bound to be more arrogant and domineering. All living beings are in trouble and the catastrophe is coming.

On the other hand, after resting for a few days, Mo Jingcang rushed to Confucianism.

Confucius found a mountain, climbed up and called out, recruiting disciples. With the name of the saint, Confucianism grew rapidly.

Arriving at the gate of Confucianism, Mo Jingcang sneered. Behind him were hundreds of thousands of demon disciples, hundreds of saints, and some semi-saints. Among them was Li Wu, who had reached the semi-saint level and his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds.

"Saint Confucius, I'm here to visit you, come out quickly!"

Mo Jingcang shouted with high spirits. This time, he wanted to subdue Confucius.

The Emperor of Heaven was too powerful, which left him with a psychological shadow. He even fought two saints alone before. In order to compete with the Emperor of Heaven, he could only come to win over Confucius.

It must be said that he was full of confidence in himself. Even if Confucius became a saint 10,000 years earlier than him, he still had the confidence to take down Confucius.

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In the previous chapter, Ju Liusun was mistakenly written as Ju Lingshen. In addition, it broke out in the early morning!