It forces the common people into a state of unprecedented despair, and in this despair, they watch people fighting, betraying, killing, cannibalizing each other, and killing each other with flesh and blood, just to survive, and then, with this most extreme and cruel emotion, waiting to give birth to the most brilliant and magnificent spirit of bravery, protecting the road with one's body, and saving lives with death.
Immediately swallow up this bravery and magnificence, Armored Saint.
Young Daoist is Supreme Direct Lineage. I understood this approach almost instantly.
It is similar to the principle of Human Dao Destiny part.
Using the despair of the people as weapons, the magnificence and bravery of the people as armor, and then holding on to despair and wearing bravery, Primordial Spirit, who has reached the limit, takes another step and forcibly uplifts his own foundation, which is equivalent to swallowing up the blazing Primordial Spirit light that countless people burst out in despair in order to achieve a breakthrough.
Heart, then nature, Primordial Spirit.
It is a ritual used to break through advanced levels.
He was quiet for a while, not speaking, and didn't want to think about anything in his mind.
Rather than anger, for some reason, what arose in the young man Human Heart was actually absurd unreality. How could it be so absurd? It was so absurd that the young man almost laughed. He stood up, broke off a branch, moved his wrist slightly, pierced it into the ground easily, and then wrote slowly.
Human Emperor.
Great Sage.
Great Emperor.
All three names are magnificent.
Human Emperor, he demanded power, he wanted to sit on a high position that was supreme in the world, even if the emperor came, he could not do anything about it, command the common people, and then let his compatriots kneel at his feet and offer their flesh and blood.
The great sage must rely on the majestic heroism born from the extreme tragedy of the common people to reach higher, Armored Saint.
That great emperor wants to make the world turbid, and then he himself will destroy evil and obstacles, and go one step further to achieve the Supreme Being.
They are all people with far-reaching goals and firm minds.
But what about us?
The young man looked at these three names quietly. These three names were as majestic as heaven and earth. The joys, sorrows and joys of ordinary people were worthless under their shadow. After reaching a certain deal, they were brutally killed. In the ancient times, the agreement made with heaven to protect the weak has now become the prerequisite for massacre.
What are we...
Aren't we human? Don't we feel pain?
Don't we have flesh and blood?
The young man stood there quietly, then sat down towards the back, leaning against the plum tree, with his eyes lowered. When the wind blew by, the whole town was quiet. He could hear a dog owned by an unknown family shouting, and then there was a series of barks, someone's yelling and scolding, and the dog's whimpering.
The sixteen-year-old young man still has a peaceful mind.
But I don't know why, but I still can't close my eyes and rest.
Although he was calm, there seemed to be an unspeakable emotion stirring in his heart, which made him feel uncomfortable.
What did we do wrong?
The young man thought.
We live very hard, live very hard, and we do not harm anyone.
Why do we have to encounter these things?
Young Daoist Just looked at the three names like this. Unknowingly, the night had passed. There were countless thoughts in his mind. The night dew wetted the young man's sleeves. The sun rose again in the sky, and the morning light was warm, gradually waking up the whole town. Young Daoist's eyes were quiet, and the tips of his hair were wet. He let out a breath, stood up, and lifted the branch in his hand.
Sweep violently.
The emperor's name was swept across in an instant.
Then looking at the Great Sage, the branches in Human Emperor and young Daoist's hands swept over these two names quietly but firmly.
Then he threw the branch to one side, walked over the two names, stepped on the two names with the soles of his simple shoes, stepped on them, and then wiped them off casually, still feeling calm in his heart.
In the distant future, in the legend that is no longer known, everyone marvels at the killing and determination of the demon. They wonder how this warrior, born in Postnatal Human Race, has such a fierce and determined murderous intent. What kind of encounter can turn a sheep into a beast that bites the world with its claws.
They didn't know that the God of Death, who wore an iron-like cyan mask and had cold and calm eyes, commanded the north, swept the world with a sword, and frightened the six realms, at the very beginning.
He was just a little kid who lost everything and sat alone in the yard in a daze.
The young boy patted his cheek, brought a wooden bucket and filled it with cold well water, and then washed his face. The coldness stimulated his cheeks and nerves, making him sober all of a sudden. The ripples in the basin slowly calmed down, reflecting Qi WuHuo's face, which still looked like a young man between his brows.
He was nine years old when he fled.
He is only sixteen years old now.
"Hoo!"
Young Daoist closed his eyes, threw away all the complicated things in his heart, exhaled, then washed vegetables, cooked as usual, and then read some files, he was leaving When I was Central Province Prefecture City, I borrowed a lot of books from the Ming Zhen Dao Alliance. Now I still need to improve my knowledge. It was not until the rice was cooked that Little Peacock slowly woke up.
It's just that Little Peacock seems to have eaten very little today.
Young Daoist was surprised and curious, and asked, "What's wrong? You ate so little today?"
"Are you in a bad mood? Wonton?"
Little Peacock Qi Yuntun blinked in confusion, and then said with great curiosity, "I don't know why..."
Young Daoist and Qi Yuntun were both stunned.
Little Peacock subconsciously touched his throat.
This time it was not a spiritual voice transmission, but it was spoken directly. Although the voice was childish, it was not the kind of chaotic shouting.
"Ah?!!"
"A Qi A Qi!"
"I can speak now, I can speak now!"
"I can talk!!!"
After Little Peacock was surprised at the beginning, he immediately became happy, flapped his wings, and flew around in the air. The feathers shed bursts of blazing golden light, and then landed on Qi WuHuo's shoulders, rubbing the young man's cheek hard, his feathers trembled with joy, and then flew around, eager to tell the whole world this great news!
But still no appetite.
"I don't know why either."
"It seems... while sleeping?"
Little Peacock was puzzled. "When I was sleeping, I seemed to have been eating, and now I am very full. I am not hungry at all!" It patted its belly, but in fact it was not bulging at all, but Little Peacock was not only full, but also very sleepy. After playing with young Daoist for a while, he ran to sleep again.
Little Medicine Spirit, on the other hand, simply didn't wake up and fell asleep with his limbs spread out on young Daoist's pillow.
It's hard to trust this place.
Young Daoist watched them quietly running their own [Qi], Primordial Ancestral Qi was plain and all-embracing, and the big Earth Qi carried everything, running in his body at the same time. However, although these two ancient Qi never showed any tit-for-tat opposition to each other, they were unable to converge. You run yours, and I run mine.
They all have extremely long-lasting and high recovery properties.
Young Daoist feels that Primordial Ancestral Qi is the movement of pure Qi.
And the big Earth Qi is still subtly improving young Daoist's own physical fitness. The feeling is very clear.
The damage to the foundation gradually begins to recover during the operation of these two qi.
The next step is to go to Jinzhou.
To figure everything out.
Also, Old Dragon King Ao Liu returned the borrowed Dharma Treasure to his niece.
It is imperative for young Daoist to go to Jinzhou, but before that, they have to make elixirs and teach Dharma, and explain everything about He Lian Mountain clearly. Moreover, that Primordial Ying Yuanjun Empress seems to have to wait and see how much he can realize. His own Qi has been taught, but it won't work if he doesn't work hard.
Young Daoist's eyes were slightly closed, his mood returned to calmness, and two strands of Qi were slowly flowing in his body.
The young man felt at peace, but the emotion seemed to still be in his heart.
The hilt of the sword is loosened.
The sword fell from his hand.
It fell to the ground, whistling, and then drops of golden blood dripped on the edge of the sword. Along with a slight gasping sound, Duty Officer couldn't bear it. Seeing young girl's arm being pierced in the Northern Emperor's Palace, the severe pain was terrifying just thinking about it.
The change of time flow here is slower than outside.
Duty Officer sighed.
Next to him, Duty Officer looked complicated and said, "What's the number?"
"The eighth."
"The eighth..."
Duty Officer watched Yun Qin pull out the sword from the afterimage of a fallen Star Lord. There was a Dao Sword wound on his cheek, and there were more injuries on his body. The power tracks of the past Star Lords were reflected in the stars. In the name of the North Emperor, with the help of the power of the stars, he reproduced the strength of each generation of Star Lords at different stages, which is also the power of the Lord of the Stars.
They watched that young girl being defeated again and again, watched her get hurt, and watched her holding her knees and wiping tears.
Beidi just stared at her calmly.
And she would always pick up the sword again, over and over again.
The control over the Dharma Vein became more and more fierce. From the beginning, he was no match, but in the end he could barely fight against the residual image of the Star Lord of the same level. He could be regarded as covered with bruises. After the last shadow of the Star Lord dissipated, young girl gasped for air. He could not hold the Seven Star Sword in his hand and fell to the ground. Yun Qin sat on the ground, his eyes were slightly enlarged and there was no light in his eyes.
Take one last long breath.
He fell back, lying on his back, his hair was soaked with sweat, and two strands were stuck to his face. He closed his eyes and gasped for air. The clothes on his body had already been changed into a suit for practicing martial arts. The cuffs were rolled up, exposing his white arms.
Beidi's tone was indifferent. "The swordsmanship is ordinary and the footwork is average, with some cleverness and energy, but it's just like that."
"Through constant failure, I have figured out the secrets of these star kings Divine Ability."
"Then I worked out the method of reverse cracking."
"Although these are just the afterimages of Xingjun, not as sharp as the real person, they are still pretty good."
Young girl supported the dark ground in the Northern Emperor's Palace with both hands. He pushed hard and sat up. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his ankles with both hands. His body swayed slightly. There were cuts and scratches on his face, as well as black spots when he avoided moves. But he smiled brightly and stretched out his hand and said, "Then, I won?!"
"Give it to me!"
Many star officials were shocked to actually talk to Beidi like this, but Beidi didn't get angry. He just said calmly, "You win. In fact, apart from <Ziwei Emperor Qi True Scripture>, you can choose something higher, such as the sword in your palm, or the title of [Northern Emperor's Son] of this generation. If you succeed in the future, you will at least start as Yuanjun."
Yun Qin thought for a while and asked seriously, "Are you going to cheat?"
Duty Officer: "..."
Cardiac arrest!
Young girl shook his head and said, "I came here just to get <Ziwei Emperor Qi True Scripture>."
"It's only right to come here and get something."
"What use are other things to me?"
The fourth-level Gongcao seemed to hear Beidi, who had always suppressed the six realms with a cold and indifferent attitude, and boundless killing, smile slightly, but it seemed that it was just their illusion. Then they saw the scroll of <Ziwei Emperor Qi True Scripture> turn into a stream of light and fall into the hands of young girl. Young girl didn't seem to feel tired at all.
Holding the exercises in hand, he stood up and saluted Beidi, then happily said hello to them and left with brisk steps.
No, not briskly.
Because the wounds on the body will be healed, but the severe pain of Primordial Spirit will remain for a while.
However, the high ponytail that was tied up during the battle was swaying slightly, and there were still traces of the battle on his face. He looked messy, and his eyes were bright, as if there would be no haze. He left all the way to the Pixiang Hall, and asked Sister Jade to borrow spring water from the sky to bathe. The fatal injuries would disappear, but the sword marks on his arms were still there, and the pain of Primordial Spirit was still there.
After bathing, I washed away the cuts and scrapes on my body, and changed out all the dusty clothes that had sword marks and cuts.
She changed into green clothes and white clothes, with a white satin tied around her waist, and her black hair fell down, so that no one could see any abnormalities.
She doesn't want her friends' guilt!
So Heavenly Maiden, who still looked carefree, walked briskly, wearing light pink thin-soled shoes, and found a quiet place. He used the mirror to contact young Daoist, and Northern Emperor Mirror's light flowed. Young Daoist raised his eyes and saw young girl as always. With a smile, he called him like this:
"No confusion, no confusion!"