I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

Chapter 183: A Saint of Literature?

At this moment, Sun An and Sun Qingxue were really stunned. What kind of microcosm of the world was this?

The more they watched, the more frightened they became.

A boy wrote an article, and all the darkness and dampness in the house were swept away, and his fate changed.

A scholar wrote a poem, which was full of murderous aura, and transformed into an attacking force to slay demons and monsters.

There was a scholar who engaged in a verbal battle and killed a great demon in the void.

There was a Jinshi who wrote in the air with a pen and killed tens of thousands of enemies in the midst of thousands of troops.

There is a top scholar who protects the country with just one word and kills gods and demons in all realms.

There was an old man who was about to die. He roared in his old house, and many evil demons that had sneaked into the city were directly exploded and turned into ashes.

"Ok?"

'"Grandpa, what world is this?"

"Why have I never heard of this? And why is it that when you read, you present a whole new world, a world of scholars. Unlike cultivators who wield swords, control weapons, and cultivate their bodies, they seem to just read, professionally read. The impression those people give people is that they are all pitifully weak."

Sun Qingxue's expression was extremely solemn at this moment.

Looking at the world in front of me, I was completely stunned and trembling inside.

This is this...

"This is Wen...Wen Dao!"

When Sun Qingxue asked, Sun An stuttered.

His eyes were filled with fear.

"Confucianism?"

"Does this one really exist?"

After hearing what Sun An said, Sun Qingxue's eyes were filled with horror and confusion.

It is true that the literary way has been in decline for ten thousand years, and it is even more destitute in the Southern Sky Region. No one is a strong person, and the practitioners of the literary way seem to have disappeared.

For example, judging by the name, Silver Moon Academy should be a place for cultivating literature and Taoism, but in fact, no one there has been cultivating literature and Taoism for the past thousand years.

"Wen Dao."

"The cultivation path of the strongest ancient being."

Sun An said with a serious expression.

"That young master, is he a sage of literature and Taoism?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Qingxue's eyes were filled with shock, and she thought of all kinds of things.

There is not a trace of cultivation in his body, but the Dao rhyme is entwined around him.

He called himself a mortal, but used the great demon Nirvana as his mount.

He hated calling him "senior", but liked calling him "young master". All this seemed to tell everyone that he was a practitioner of literature and Taoism.

At the same time, the water he drank was divine, so there was only one possibility, that was he was a saint.

If he is not a saint, how can he come up with such a magical thing?

If you are not a saint, how can you only love leisure books and not read the classics of spiritual practice?

The Tao cannot be passed on lightly, and it is difficult for mortals to obtain the method of practice.

If Ye Chen was not really a mortal, he would have entered the Sutra Library long ago instead of studying in the Spring and Autumn Building.

Moreover, inside the Chunqiu Building, Ye Chen could be heard reading, and the images were diverse.

Those strange noises were terrifying.

"saint?"

At this moment, Sun An was also thinking about this sentence.

Is this just a saint?

Sun An couldn't see through it, so how could he know what kind of condition Ye Chen was in.

"I don't know how terrifying the young master is. Anyway, the young master is not someone we can see through. Perhaps in the Great Tang Dynasty, no, in the entire Southern Sky Region, no one can defeat him.

Perhaps in some middle heaven realm, one can find someone who can rival you."

Sun An took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"Zhongtian Territory?"

"Grandpa, do you think the young master is from the Zhongtian Realm?"

At this moment, Sun Qingxue's eyes suddenly lit up, and her look of great expectation fell on Sun An.

"Middle Sky Region."

At this moment, when Sun An heard his granddaughter Qingxue's words, his eyes flashed and a gleam of light burst out in his eyes.

"impossible?"

But after a moment, Sun An shook his head.

"Grandpa, why is it impossible?"

Sun Qingxue's eyes were full of confusion.

Why can’t it come from Zhongtian Realm?

"Because the Central Sky Region and the Southern Sky Region are separated by the Chaos Sea, there is no direction in the Chaos Sea, and it is full of disasters. It is unlikely that even the strongest of the literary world can survive it, unless you are protected by a supreme being."

"In ancient times, powerful men of the literary way were either accompanied by great warriors, or their physical bodies transformed into Taoist bodies."

"But although the young master is surrounded by the Dao rhyme, he does not have the aura of a cultivated Dao body, so it is impossible."

"There's also a possibility that your cultivation has already surpassed the mortal bodies of us."

"But there is one thing you must remember, you must not offend the young master."

"Feel it calmly. This is an opportunity, an opportunity to integrate with the Tao. The righteous energy can defeat those inner demons. Now you can make progress bravely." Sun An said hurriedly.

No longer think about Ye Chen’s origins.

I don't want to care about anything, I just want to improve my strength.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Sun Qingxue took a deep breath, quickly sat cross-legged, and began to practice.

Inside the building, Ye Chen was flipping through a book and reading aloud.

Xiaobai on Ye Chen's shoulder was so excited that he almost fainted.

Because Ye Chen was reading, the rhyme of Tao flowed and was extremely rich.

There was a faint divine power coming from outside, but he had no chance to absorb it in the yard on normal days. But now it was different.

Only he can enjoy the Dao rhyme and divine power here. At this moment, Xiaobai directly displays his innate magical powers, devouring the Dao rhyme and leaked divine power here, and madly improving his own strength.

The golden divine text "Emperor" was constantly being nurtured by the Dao rhyme. Within the divine text, a golden figure began to condense. Although it could not be seen clearly, it had already taken shape, and its power had increased by more than ten times.

At this moment, Xiaobai's strength is growing at an extremely terrifying speed.

Looking at the divine text above my head, I was extremely excited.

Ye Chen read the article several times before stopping.

"Son."

"gone back already?"

Xiaobai said hurriedly.

"Ah."

"Come back tomorrow."

“There are so many books here!”

"You can't keep bothering others." Ye Chen looked at Sun An and Sun Qingxue in the distance and said apologetically.

"Yes, son."

Xiaobai nodded hurriedly.

"President Sun, sorry to bother you. Let's stop here today. I'll come back tomorrow."

Ye Chen saluted hurriedly.

Sun An dodged without leaving a trace.

"Young Master, please come here often. Chunqiu Tower will always be open for you. These are just some leisure books." Sun An said hurriedly.

"Thank you, Dean Sun."

Ye Chen bowed again, stepped on Xiaobai's back, and flew away.

"Come back tomorrow. Can I enter the building?" Sun An was extremely excited at this moment.

Today, I have gained so much from afar. What will happen when I enter the building tomorrow?

At this moment, Sun An's eyes were full of excitement.

"Ok?"

The next moment, Sun An's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Because Sun An felt something was wrong with Sun Qingxue, Sun Qingxue's aura suddenly surged.

"The fourth level of divine martial arts!"

"Fifth level of divine martial arts!"

"Sixth level of divine object!"

In the blink of an eye, Sun Qingxue's strength increased by three levels under Sun An's eyes.

Sun An, who was watching from the side, was stunned.

When did practicing become so simple?

At this moment, Sun An was surprised and extremely excited.