Volume 2, Chapter 251: Daocheng·Daolu

He began to explore a new path, using himself as a pen and his emotions as ink.

Use the heaven and earth as paper and write the word "guard".

Dot, dot, hook.

The three strokes are written with affection for family members.

Fenghe, Qingfeng, Guanqi, Jinghong, Ye Nian, Dahei... six familiar faces appear in my mind from time to time.

The scenes of their childhood, their cute looks, their sleepy and silly looks, their ignorant and stupid looks, and their silly and foolish looks.

With thick ink and heavy brushstrokes, the chaos of heaven and earth is outlined.

Write the names of brothers with a horizontal stroke.

Li Gao, Shijie, Yuemingfeng, Zhou Heisan, and Dongfang Qingzhu performed the whole work in one go.

The vertical lifting posture is carved with friendship.

Chao Xiao, Chao Feng, Lin An, Wu Yanwang, Bai Luo... and so on.

At this point, the word "守" (guard) has taken shape on the paper of the sky curtain.

For lack of a little.

He did not hesitate at all, and all the people in the world passed through his sea of consciousness.

The last point is left to all living beings, those who have not yet met but are worth protecting.

The good are blessed by Heaven, and the strong should have compassion for all things.

He was thinking that if possible, he would like to leave some for all living beings in the universe.

As the pen falls, the word is completed.

Countless spiritual energy poured in here, and the black words were coated with gold.

The entire Awakening Square was in dead silence for an hour.

Suddenly, golden light shone around Ye Tingmu, illuminating the surrounding area.

People all blocked it with their hands.

Golden light suddenly shot out.

It sank into the sky, and a large font emerged, covering the world.

The situation suddenly changed and the storm started again.

Countless people looked up and watched.

This is the way of burial, a way that is unique to him.

"Guard?"

Countless people silently recite the word "guard" in their hearts.

"Using words as the way, I have never heard of this before."

"What does this word 'Guard' mean? In the human world, there are coffin bearers who bury all the people in the world. Now, using the word 'Guard' to enter the Tao, isn't it a contradiction?"

"This word is definitely not simple, it must have a deep meaning."

"You're talking nonsense?"

"Perhaps, Zang's mission is to protect our human race for a thousand years."

"If that's the case, it's truly righteous. I admire you..."

More than ten powerful emperors were also confused.

Although everything in the world can become a Tao, as long as you comprehend the mystery, even a piece of shit can become a Tao.

However, they had never heard of the idea of using words as the way.

This inevitably made them feel shocked.

Moreover, the word "zang" (guard) contained some kind of telekinesis, as if it were a living thing. This was what shocked them the most.

Taking words as the Tao, and the Tao giving life to words, this is also an incredible thing for them, the emperors.

However, at this moment when everyone was shocked and stunned, Zang broke through the Ninth Realm Saint.

Yet, everything remains the same.

Above the sky, the word "Shou" appeared out of thin air, fell from the sky, flowed towards Zang, and then poured into his whole body from the top of his head.

His momentum also increased at this moment.

The second, third, sixth, and so on, up to the peak of sainthood.

Above the sky, where the golden light had dissipated.

Dark clouds suddenly rose again, and the entire sky was instantly covered by new thunder and lightning.

The rolling thunder turned into endless darkness, swallowing up the entire sky.

An ancient and sacred breath comes from the distant sky.

A force of order permeates this place.

This scene is too familiar.

This is a heavenly calamity, and also the first test given by heaven to all things.

If you survive this catastrophe, you can defy heaven and become an immortal.

A thought in the mortal world, a handful of red soil, a thought in the immortal world, eternal existence.

"He is going to survive the heavenly tribulation."

“I didn’t expect that after three years of enlightenment, I would reach the fairyland.”

"There's nothing strange about this. It's expected."

It was indeed as this person said. This scene did not cause much commotion. After all, with Zang's qualifications and three years of enlightenment, it was almost certain that he would break through to become a saint. Even becoming an immortal was already within their speculation.

"retreat....."

At this moment, everyone retreated together, even the powerful Immortal Emperor stepped aside.

The heavenly calamity is the result of the will of heaven. It is a test for all things. It is order and law.

A person's natural tribulation can only be overcome by himself, and others cannot do anything about it.

If it is touched, even the emperor will be punished by heaven and will be reduced to ashes.

Therefore, everyone has to bear and overcome their own natural tribulation by themselves.

Moreover, in everyone's opinion, a mere immortal's heavenly tribulation could not do anything to Burial.

It was inevitable that he would become an immortal, and it was also inevitable that he would do so without the help of others.

The heavenly tribulation was still gathering strength, but everyone was talking about it.

The ten immortal emperors were also conversing.

"It took three years to enter the fairyland. I am worthy of being number one on the Tianzong Ranking. Hahahaha."

"If this child had not died young, I dare to assert that he would have become emperor within a thousand years."

The other shook his head. "Otherwise, it might be even shorter. I have confidence in him."

A group of great emperors looked at Zang with eyes full of doting and love.

It’s like looking at one’s own younger generation, who will surely bring honor to the family in the future.

Ling Wanxiang curled his lips in disdain, and complained in his heart: "A bunch of idiots, they don't understand the situation and really think he is from your sect. It's ridiculous. This person can only be controlled by my Heavenly Court."

He was already certain that Zang would either die or join the Heavenly Court.

Because of the shadow cast by the book-less incident a few years ago, everyone he sees now looks like a traitor.

This is especially true for those emperors who intend to compete with him for people.

If Zang escapes from their sect, he will not only have to deal with Ye Tingmu from the lower realm in the future, but also Zang. There is a high probability that he will be led by these old guys to rebel against him.

He would never allow such a thing to happen.

At the same time, thunder was rolling and ready to strike.

Countless thunders turned into dragons, roaring and hissing in the sky.

In just a moment, hundreds of dragons gathered together, forming a scorching white light, transforming into a pillar of lightning, and attacked Ye Tingmu.

Its momentum is like a huge wave, rushing thousands of miles.

Its power is like that of countless ferocious beasts, roaring and roaring endlessly.

With a loud "boom".

A huge hole was instantly blasted out on the ground, and the spirit stone was torn into pieces.

The earth shook and the roar continued.

Thunder raged, and the entire Awakening Square was reduced to ruins.

Countless cracks crisscrossed and extended in all directions.

The shock wave of air flow spread out in all directions, stirring up thousands of layers of dust, making everyone's clothes flutter, and their hair dance with the wind.

Ye Tingmu, who was in the middle of it, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

He stood in the thunder, ignoring everything, and under the pressure of the huge lightning column, he slowly stood up.

His clothes were torn into pieces and turned into dust. He stood shirtless in the sky, allowing the thunder to rage and kill him, but he did not show any discomfort at all.

It was as if this thunderbolt that could destroy the world was no different from someone pouring a bucket of water on his head.

Even at this moment, people saw a faint smile on the corner of Zang's mouth, and his eyes were bright and full of mockery.

He looked up at the sky, staring at the dark clouds.

It is so ostentatious that it makes people fascinated and crazy.

A thirteen-year-old face can be so handsome and strong.