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

"Because Ye Qingyi has cut off the path of our ancestors and ruined someone's future, it's like killing their parents." At this moment, the nine-year-old He Wushen had an extremely determined expression.

"No, Ye Qingyi was doing me a favor by severing my path. At that time, I was already deeply rooted in the devil's roots, and I had become extremely paranoid. If Ye Qingyi hadn't severed my path, I wouldn't be alive today, because the Immortal King Xiaoyao would never allow me to exist, because my existence would inevitably affect the Immortal King Xiaoyao's interests. So let's not talk about that. I'll tell you about things above Haoran."

"Above Haoran, cultivation is very simple, yet not simple. Above Haoran, everyone has only one thought: to study, to manage the family, to govern the country, and to pacify the people. What they cultivate is what I call the Way of Literature. The divine text is the rules, and the rules are the Great Dao. So once they cultivate to the Nirvana realm, the divine text will be able to manifest. The manifestation of the divine text is also the manifestation of the power of rules. At that time, their actions are the power of rules. Compared to our cultivation, people, their strength is shocking. The Confucian Temple on the mainland was established by Ye Qingyi after he abolished me. The founder of the Confucian Temple in the Central Region is Ye Qingyi, an existence comparable to the Immortal King."

"There is a magical thing. It is the incarnation of Tao. I call it the Spirit of the Tao. Wendao is extremely powerful. They do not practice exercises, immortal arts, or martial arts, and do not need blood support. They only need to read, calm down, read the articles of saints, and comprehend and condense the divine texts. In fact, those divine texts are not ordinary divine texts. They have a trace of the lingering charm of the spirit of the Tao, so they can be comprehended and condensed by people. When scholars comprehend the divine texts, what they comprehend is actually the thoughts left by the writers. You can also call those divine texts as thought divine texts. Li Qingyi once painted a picture. The precious beast in the picture came alive and killed an immortal king. It was because Ye Qingyi was extremely powerful. Although he did not make a move himself, his divine texts were extremely powerful and had long been transformed into the Tao. The things under his pen turned into the spirit of the Tao. The precious beast in the painting was his spirit of the Tao."

"We sword cultivators can't do this. We sword cultivators focus on breaking all laws with one sword, but it's very difficult to do so. Back then, due to some reasons, although I was extremely powerful, I went astray in the way of swordsmanship. Ye Qingyi actually saved me. Later, when the Immortal King Xiaoyao was plotting something, he forgot about me, a useless person. Otherwise, how could I be alive? So I have to be grateful to Ye Qingyi."

"The Confucian Temple founded by Ye Qingyi was stripped of its luck and inheritance by the Immortal King Xiaoyao ten thousand years ago, and the way of literature declined. But today, the ancestor saw the way of literature again, and perhaps the way of literature is about to revive. Even if the Immortal King Xiaoyao and some others calculated to prevent Haoran Above from descending, it is possible that Haoran Above left behind some heritage that was not discovered by the Immortal King Xiaoyao. Today's blessing is precisely because those who have the way of literature have gathered the courage of literature and truly set foot on the way of literature. The way of literature is the most powerful way of cultivation."

"Wushen, our ancestors have given you so much just to let you know the fear of the Way of Literature. This time, you will be the one to attend the founding ceremony of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace. It is time for our He family to emerge. When you go to the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, don't be proud and be humble. Perhaps there you can get some opportunities and meet a cultivator of the Way of Literature. If you can become their disciple, don't miss the opportunity. The Way of Literature is of great benefit to our martial arts practice."

After He Changsheng finished speaking, he said solemnly to He Wushen.

"Yes, ancestor, but is literature and Taoism really that powerful?" He Wushen still had some doubts.

"You saw the light beast today, right? Is it powerful?" He Changsheng said with a smile.

"Awesome, extremely awesome. Those immortal monks from the underworld are nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs when the Bird of Light descends. They cannot withstand a single blow." He Wushen's expression was full of admiration.

"Then let me tell you, that luminous divine beast is a spirit of the Great Dao. It was drawn by a formidable master of the Dao and endowed with the power of the Great Dao. Therefore, it has become a spirit of the Great Dao and has been given spiritual intelligence. Even if it cannot kill the enemy, even if you carry it with you, the Dao rhyme within it can continuously help you cultivate and break through the shackles. Your cultivation of the Dao will be extremely smooth."

"The ancestors guessed that there might be a powerful person in the Supreme Saint Palace. When you go to the Supreme Saint Palace, you must pay attention to him. If you know him, you must find a way to become his disciple. In addition to learning swordsmanship, reading is also good, okay? And you must remember that the powerful people in the supreme saint palace like to call themselves mortals. They like to rule by inaction and let nature take its course. Go!" He Changsheng looked at the child in front of him and liked him very much. However, He Changsheng had been a big shot in the fairy world, so he naturally knew what kind of cultivation path would be most suitable for He Wushen.

"Yes, ancestor, then I will go to the Supreme Saint Palace to see what powerful things there are." Although He Wushen was obedient, he was still a little unhappy. He felt that the He family's swordsmanship, which could break all the techniques with one sword, was the most powerful.

He Changsheng didn't say anything. He naturally knew what He Wushen was thinking. However, He Wushen was still too young and would understand it later.

Seeing He Wushen leaving, He Hao said with a worried look on his face: "Grandfather, is it inappropriate to let Wushen go? Wushen is the hope of our He family."

He Changsheng looked up at the void and said calmly: "It's okay, Wushen has great luck and his cultivation speed is too fast. For him, it's not a good thing. It's not bad to go out and see the world. There are other things."

At this moment, He Changsheng sighed.

"Ancestor, when can you recover?" There was no one around at the moment. He Hao looked at He Changsheng with great anticipation. He Changsheng was ordinary, with deathly aura all over his body, and it seemed that he could die of old age at any time.

"With Ye Qingyi's help, I have been practicing the Heart Sword for many years. I now have a sword that can kill immortals at any time."

"Go, it's time for the He family to come out. The chaotic times are coming so quickly. The arrangement of the Immortal King Xiaoyao has been broken, a full thousand years ahead of schedule. The Immortal King Xiaoyao must be furious. This is not what he wants. My first sword will be pointed at the Immortal King Xiaoyao." He Changsheng left a word and closed his eyes.

"Respect the orders of our ancestors!"

When He Hao heard what He Changsheng said, his eyes were filled with excitement. He Changsheng gave birth to the He family's bloodline and was also the He family's greatest foundation. Now that He Changsheng has revived, the He family should also be revived.

Nine-year-old He Wushen, dressed in white, walked out of the He family's barrier with a servant.

"Is this the world outside?" He Wushen was delighted as he left the barrier for the first time.

"Well, Master Wushen, the world outside is very dangerous and full of intrigue, but it is also very interesting." The servant was extremely old and smiled at He Wushen.

One big figure and two small figures walked away into the air.