In Dazhou, I was overheard by the Empress

After seeing this battle, everyone outside was shocked and broke out in cold sweat.

It seems that they are more nervous than Ye Chen!
"Wow, when the Holy Son just came out of the stone womb, I broke out in a cold sweat!"

"Why do you think Shengzi's heart is so big? How can he be sure that the puppet will attack his clone?"

"If the stone fetus directly attacked the Son, wouldn't the Son be defeated now?"

Everyone felt trembling as they spoke.

If they were puppets, they would definitely attack the Holy Son directly!

But I didn't expect the Holy Son to dare to come out in such a situation?
In the end, he punched the puppet to pieces? !
That's a Sanxian puppet, who has no power to parry under the punch of the Holy Son? !

Although they were separated by the screen, they still felt that the punch was extremely terrifying, beyond their imagination!
They are afraid that if they are contaminated even a little bit, the whole existence will be wiped out directly!

"Look, does the Son's punch look like a demon power?"

"It's really a bit like, so this is the real power of the demon energy?"

"It seems that the Son of God just didn't want to reveal too many moves, so he fought so fiercely!"

A group of people discussed it one after another.

"I feel that the Holy Son should not be fully sure."

"He should be gambling too!"

"Betting that this stone fetus has its own thoughts, and will be suppressed by my own method of besieging Wei and saving Zhao!"

"Fortunately, the Holy Son won the bet!"

A scholar-like person said lightly.

"What Fellow Daoist said makes sense..."

The elders on the side began to think about it.

But then I realized something was wrong.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist, who are you?"

Only then did everyone realize that they didn't know the person who spoke.

They are all martial arts sect elders, and they are at least familiar with each other.

It's really not normal for this complete stranger to appear in front of me.

"Haha, I am dissatisfied with what you said, but I am a man of literature and Taoism."

"It was invited by Master Daoxuan."

"According to Reverend Daoxuan, the Holy Son's writing and dao cultivation may already be semi-sacred, and he can speak out."

"Te Rang will come down to appraise it."

The man who looked like a scholar spoke.

"Oh? Are you here?"

Master Daoxuan also came over.

"Then tell me, do you think the Holy Son might be half-holy?"

As soon as these words came out, the scholar-like man laughed.

"Reverend Daoxuan, there is a specialization in martial arts, this matter may need to be judged in the eyes of you and other martial arts people."

"But any literati can see, how could the Holy Son be a saint?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

How can this person be so sure?

"Oh? Then dare to ask Mr., what do you say?"

Master Daoxuan asked calmly.

"Reverend Daoxuan, this matter is too simple."

"You can see that Shengzi's literary and moral cultivation level did not exceed that of a scholar when he was a storyteller last time."

"It's just that his literary attainments are unsurpassed, and he can erupt with a strong aura of righteousness with the power of a scholar."

"You say that the literary strength of the Holy Son is comparable to that of the semi-sage, so I don't have the slightest refutation."

"But you said that the cultivation of the Holy Son is already semi-holy, how is this possible?"

The scholar spoke confidently.

Others also refuted after hearing the words.

"Oh? Mister, could it be that you don't believe in the speed of the Son's practice?"

"No and no."

The scholar shook his head.

"The reason why I explain it to you in this way is because you don't understand the terminology of Wen Dao, and I use this term for your convenience."

"Actually, it's too simple to prove that the Holy Son is not a half-sage. In Wen Dao, if someone is born to be a half-sage, a holy tablet will appear in the Dao that day."

"Only by engraving your name on the sacred tablet with your own proud work, can this be called half holy."

"Before the name is engraved, no matter how high the cultivation level is, it will not reach the level of a saint."

The man who looked like a scholar spoke eloquently.

"There is such a saying?!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words.

Then according to this, the Holy Son is really not half-holy? !

"Naturally, but even in the literary world, many people don't know about it."

"In addition, if you don't believe me, you can also think about it from another perspective."

"The Holy Son is now in the Daotian Secret Realm, and the display of Wen Dao is inseparable from this big world."

"The Son of God can't show his literary ways at all, so how can he talk about his words?"

As soon as this remark came out, no one uttered a word.

They thought about it carefully and found that it was indeed the case!
The Holy Son can't use Wen Dao at all!
Then all inferences will become rootless duckweeds!
"Could it be that the literary cultivation of the Holy Son is really not high?"

Several elders murmured.

"Haha, elders, don't do this."

"Although Shengzi is not strong in writing and dao, his writing and dao strength is top-notch!"

"And its martial arts, its way of covering the sky, we have already seen it."

"That's a ruthless person who can kill a loose immortal!"

"Reverend Daoxuan, ask yourself, is there a Yang God who can kill the same realm?"

People who looked like scholars began to smooth things over.

After all, it's not easy for him to embarrass the atmosphere.

"I'm ashamed to say that since I broke through to Yangshen, I haven't fought many times with people of the same realm."

"Let's not even mention the kills. The existence of the Son of God simply makes us fall to the ground."

Everyone accepted this statement for a while.

Zhulong didn't care about these things.

He only cared about Ye Chen's last magic move!
"Tsk tsk, why does the dragon in the master's demon energy look so similar to this deity?"

"Could it be that he adapted the Dragon Swallowing Kung Fu from the deity again?"

"This……"

Candle Dragon was extremely shocked.

"If an ordinary person adapts the Dragon Swallowing Kung Fu of the deity, it will only be humiliating."

"But in the hands of the master, my Dragon Swallowing Skill is considered to be high..."

"How good is the Dragon Swallowing Kungfu, and how can you drink the blood of the Scattered Immortal!"

Just when he was shocked, he suddenly found a vortex appeared in front of him.

Everyone present is no stranger to this vortex, because once someone teleports out, such a vortex will appear.

Now there is only one person in Daotian Secret Realm, so the one who came out could only be the Holy Son!
"Grandma, it's so exciting."

"I didn't expect the passage back here to start collapsing."

"The young master was famous for his life, but he almost died in the passage?"

Hearing the words from the passage, everyone was afraid for a while.

Didn't expect the Holy Son to be in danger even if he entered the transmission channel? !

A group of disciples who had experienced teleportation also began to empathize.

If the passageway starts to collapse when they come back, they will be scared out of their wits!
But fortunately, the Holy Son is an auspicious person with a natural appearance, and finally came out safely.