Enter the Immortal Cultivation

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"Don't go. This is also the Chen tribe's own choice."

Regarding Yue Luo Liuli's statement, Chen Feng felt that it was inexplicably ridiculous: "Is this also the Chan tribe's own choice?"

He looked around. Except for Ai Qinglan's movement, even Xue Bufan had no intention of moving.

"why is that?"

"Before you know enough about the two warring parties, helping either side is a subjective judgment." Xue Bufan said: "If you come to a world and see a race that looks similar to the human race and an evil figure, If such races start a war, will you help one side without hesitation? "

Chen Feng thought about it and said honestly: "If it were me... I would probably help others."

Although I think this may not be justified, people always have a feeling of "sympathy". They will always prefer people of their own race. Chen Feng is a real person and dare not say that he will definitely deal with things fairly.

Xue Bufan shook his head: "What if the nation of that kind of people is the invader and the villain who sacrifices blood to others, and the evil-looking people are the native indigenous people and the victims?"

Chenfeng fell silent.

"This incident really happened." Xue Bufan said, "It is recorded in the ANBU's internal manual."

How much blood and tears are there in this sentence?

Gongsun Dang said: "Every upward nation is a treasure of the universe and a precious wealth." Gongsun Dang said: "None of us can be sure whether our path is wrong. Before we are sure of this, we can't even You should teach your way to others.”

Teach people skills, not the way.

Chen Feng looked at the conflicting Chen clan again. More and more groundworms came over. The trembling Tian Chen formed a large formation. However, under the overwhelming momentum of a Nascent Soul stage Di Chen, Tian Chen was defeated.

"You can't watch that." Chen Feng shook his head.

"Do you have the force to subdue both sides?" Xue Bufan asked.

Chen Feng was speechless for a moment. As the most core disciple of Jinfa, he can instantly subdue Yuanying stage monks. However, as a monk in the distraction stage, he cannot guarantee that he can win the battle - after all, it is not a critical moment of life and death, and he has no reason to use the Flame of Life. However, he quickly realized: "You do!"

"We choose to wait and see." Gongsun Dang said: "We cannot yet bear the responsibility of deciding the direction of a civilization."

"You..." Chen Feng really didn't understand why a small conflict rose to the level of "civilization."

Yueluo Liuli said: "Just wait a while, our dragon clan will soon carry out our duties."

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When they were put on the ground, the earthworms were panicked. They didn't know what happened and what the outcome of that earth-shattering immortal war was. But soon, they confirmed that the battle in Dijian was over.

The "celestial beasts" have all disappeared.

After confirming this, the first reaction of everyone, regardless of gender or age, was to cry bitterly.

They put their heads on the ground and placed their left upper limbs on top of their heads. They used this ceremony to commemorate their fellow tribesmen who had died fighting against the ants for countless years.

They are comforting the heroic souls - our war, our mission, is over!

The earthworms had no idea of ​​conflict in the beginning. But after the Tianxuan people from the Floating Continent gathered around and pointed, their emotions were stirred up.

Due to their long-term underground life, earthworms have evolved a terrestrial mode of walking on all fours. In the eyes of the Chen tribe in the Floating Continent, Di Chen is a strange creature with a weird appearance.

It is roughly equivalent to the ape-man walking with a stooped body in the eyes of the human race.

At the beginning, the Chen tribe in the floating continent had no intention of provoking a dispute. After all, this is their home, and they just come to see the extra monsters in their territory.

And the pointing fingers of those Chen tribe naturally aroused Di Chen's anger. They always thought that it was unfair that they were fighting against the beasts underground, while Tianxi was enjoying the green earth on the ground. They already have a lot of grudges. In this case, the anger suddenly got out of control.

Facing the angry Dichen, the ordinary Chen tribe showed fear and wanted to drive it away.

After hearing the demands of the Tianchens, the Dixiongs sneered. They also needed new settlements to live in.

So, the conflict began.

The masters of the Nascent Soul stage of Dijian began to use their momentum to oppress the enemy, and gradually destroyed those cowardly compatriots. Compared with Di Chen, who has been fighting against the heavenly beasts for countless years, the Chen tribe of the Floating Continent has long forgotten how to fight. Their marksmanship and spells are nothing short of a joke when compared to those of Earth.

Perhaps as the unknown Di Chen said, the Chen people are stupid and warlike. They actually started fighting just after escaping from a life-and-death crisis.

Conflict is about to break out, and at this moment, the dragon arrives.

"Friends." Tianyi and three letters appeared together this time: "Who will you entrust your future to this time?"

Chen Feng and Xue Bufan were in a daze.

Familiar sentences.

This is the information recorded on the first link given to them by the big-headed man.

"Friends, to whom do you entrust your future?"

Xue Bufan asked: "What... does this mean?"

"This is a ritual, which means to urge those guys to choose a spokesperson to talk to the dragons, or to express their expectations." Yueluo Lanxi, who had been standing beside Gongsun Dang at some point, explained: "This is what the Dragon Emperor said when he made a contract with the ancestors of the Nan tribe in ancient times."

She now turned into a human form, wearing a purple and luxurious dress, with a solemn expression.

Billions of years ago, in that ancient era, the Dragon Emperor and the Queen of the Ant Tribe asked the big head of the Nan tribe who received them this question by the campfire.

"Friend, who will you entrust your future to?"

The big head of the Nan tribe at that time could not have imagined that behind this sentence was a promise that would be observed for billions of years.

"If you want to live in peace, we will rebuild your homeland for you."

"If you want to ascend to heaven, we will return you the Nan tribe's skills."

"If you want to fight, we will give you a powerful world."

"If you want to learn, we allow you to follow the gods."

These four sentences were chanted by the three major dragon tribes in the Nan language. The ups and downs of the voice echoed in the ears of all the Nan people like a ballad. In the ancient language of the Nan people, these four sentences have a special rhythm, solemn and solemn, sacred and peaceful.

After each disaster of extermination, the dragon tribe will provide the Nan people with a choice.

——Where will you entrust your future?

"Last time, you decided not to rely on us anymore and to walk your own way. Do you regret it now?"

In the Tianran Sanfeng, Ling Lie Ao groaned.

The mouthpiece of the dragon tribe speaks the language of the Nan people, and there is always a strange accent. However, this strange accent gives this ceremony the solemnity it deserves.

"What kind of path do you want?"

"Are you going to give up?"

Tianran Sanfeng asked.

The Nan people began to panic. But soon, the turmoil was quelled.

The inheritors of the ancient secrets - the big head and the big medicine witch who shouldered the mission of reviving civilization began to appease the tribe. They told the ancient secrets about the covenant between the gods and the Nan people, and began to discuss their own decisions.

However, this is ultimately a primitive and inefficient way. The Nan people could not organize their own suggestions.

"Poor little guys." Yueluo Lanxi's tone had a hint of pity. She walked to the Saint Ann tree, which was gradually losing its vitality, and her eyes emitted a purple light. Then, her hand gently brushed the Saint Ann tree.

Then, a "soul" came to life.

The old spirits sacrificed on the Saint Ann tree since ancient times. The ant tribe's method shaped it into an immature collective will - originally, the sacrifice method was one of the methods of the ant tribe's "Dharma Body Two Division" practice. Sacrifice part of their old ant colony, maintain a constant scale, let the will of that part of the individuals enter the great cycle, and let new, more energetic individuals replace the original individuals. The spirits of the Nan tribe rely on this ability to survive and condense into will, but because they do not know the method, they are confused. However, Yueluo Lanxi stimulated this great will with the method of the Obscure Demon Dao. This will belonging to the collective of the Nan people awakened. Then, it connected with all the Nan people through the body of Saint Anshu. A huge "eye" pattern opened in the sky.

The thoughts of all the Nan people formed a huge torrent. Those lower-level Nan people did not have any special feelings, but they felt that there was a soft voice in their ears, telling them the thoughts of others. Nan Nan seemed to have the same thoughts. The torrent of thoughts caused countless ripples, but soon calmed down and integrated. All thoughts were taken into account, and all hopes were tolerated.

The monks of the Immortal Alliance witnessed this terrible power. The golden threads of light formed a long river in the sky, as if the "Sky Rope" in the worldview of the Nan people was manifested. However, no one was really convinced by it.

The perception of the human race, in addition to being amazed, also had a chill.

"I don't like the face of this old woman." Ai Qinglan whispered to Chen Feng: "If she does this to us one day..."

"And it may not be really fair." Chen Feng whispered: "Those with strong wills can get more say, and they don't care about their actions. This is not reasonable at all..."

"Only individuals with strong wills can create the future." Yueluo Liuli was a little dissatisfied. But Gongsun Dang held her back.

This kind of disagreement is difficult to reconcile for a while.

The pattern of the eye that integrates all hopes slowly rises and comes to the front of Tianrui San.

Then, the collective will speaks. (To be continued ~^~)