I am the leader of Huangquan

At the same time, it has become the target of my own cover, so that I can use countless different types of exercises at will, without arousing suspicion!

even.

Wu Lang was still a little scared.

"If it wasn't for the wise choice of this technique before, I'm afraid I would be cold now." Wu Lang woke up in his heart, fortunately he kept his biggest secret from the future.

"Ugh."

The few human emperors sighed and stopped talking. They watched the ceremony quietly, sitting on the bench, the old god was there, dignified and solemn, watching the ceremony solemnly.

Lord of Little Leiyin Temple.

The people of Jingzhou are emperors.

Promote the development of miscellaneous spiritual roots, and put forward the creator of mortal self-reliance and self-acting exercises.

He has completely opened up a big world with his own power, this time the attack failed, and he resisted three waves of attacks.

How to attack him again in the future? ?

They sighed in their hearts, only feeling a little sweat on their backs, and suddenly an idea was born:

After today, it will be difficult to strangle him in the cradle.

The world of cultivating immortals in Jingzhou has become most of his back garden.

The support of the people and the indestructible hearts of the people have become his stronghold.

It has been 30 to [-] years since they, the great emperors who have crossed the catastrophe, and even other current emperors, will come to Jingzhou.

At that time, the world of cultivating immortals in Jingzhou might have changed! ?

lost.

Their trip has been a mess.

Not only did they fail to knock down each other, but they also condensed their luck for each other, and the world returned to their hearts, which boosted their luck.

Seeing that they didn't speak any more, Wu Lang laughed in his heart and said, "I'm afraid they are at the end of their ropes, but they compromised quite quickly."

After sorting out his thoughts, he suddenly stood up and said, "Today's construction of the city will come to an end."

"However, let me say a few last words."

he opened his mouth to speak.

Although I am not a true sage, I know what I should do.

In his place, seek his job.

Enjoying such a huge amount of luck, one should also bear that heavy responsibility.

Encouraging the people of the world, as a beacon, speaking and discussing the way, pointing out the way forward, is what I should do.

call!

He took a deep breath, looked at the eyes of the people in the world, his thoughts turned rapidly, and slowly said:

"There are 49 races in the world. Human beings have been multiplying for at least 10 years. What were the ancestors of human beings doing in the most remote ancient times?"

"They hid in caves, wore animal skins, surrounded the bonfire, and were in awe of those things they didn't understand—the 'sea tribe', 'demons', and 'ancient dragons' of the 49 tribes."

"The mortals in the ancient era of ferocious beasts regarded these divine beings who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth as gods, and prayed and worshiped them."

"They are weak, but they sit around in caves discussing the mysteries of the world, seeking livelihood, searching for food, hunting with stone spears, and knowing the truth of this world."

"When they tried to understand the flame, they felt the affinity of the fire root, and when they tried to understand the lightning and thunder, they felt the affinity of the lightning root."

"They excavated the power and potential in their bodies, and guided strands of qi to run indiscriminately for countless times, experimenting with life, and pursuing the ocean of truth. In the era when the ancient sages and stars were shining, all the explorers rushed forward without hesitation."

The young man in white walked towards the heights of Jinghuang City step by step, and stood on the resplendent palace. The breeze blew his robe, and the sun shone on his face:

"They are like fighters who burn themselves and wear fur coats, radiating their charming light and heat towards the world of gods and demons high above, and launching an impact."

"But in the distant day, they succeeded. They defeated the gods and demons who are high above them, and even hunted them, refined them into elixirs, and hammered them into magic weapons."

The young man in white looked down:

"In today's immortal sect, there are dozens of fire spirit roots alone, and hundreds of different cultivation methods. This is not something you are born with."

"The spiritual root knowledge that their monks can get at their fingertips is actually a bright pearl that has been developed from ancient civilizations to the present."

"Today, our craftsman spirit root only has one copy of "Creation of Heavenly Craftsmen". In the future, our miscellaneous spirit root will also open up countless alternative methods to realize its brilliance."

"In the new age of mortals, if you set foot in the immortal gate, how many great people will appear in Jingzhou's world of cultivating immortals? How many great ideas will collide? I can't imagine."

The sound of the speech resounded throughout the sky, crossed the sky, and crossed the hills. Countless people raised their heads, as if they could hear the call of fate.

"But those so-called immortals were also humble mortals like us."

"They have traveled in distant galaxies."

"However, our humble mortals on the surface of the earth are stagnating in place. How is it different from them in ancient times? The aloof gods and demons who fear, pray and worship give us shelter,"

"May we too have insight into the ocean of truth within us."

"Like the ancient cavemen from eternity, open new fairy gates, follow in their footsteps, and become the giants that rival the gods. The stars are shining, and our names will be engraved in the eternal sky of civilization just like the immortals."

"The history of mankind is the history of pursuing the Dao and the truth."

"May everyone in the world be able to cultivate, and may everyone be born equal." The figure in white gradually dissipated into the air.

"This is the star we mortals should pursue."

Jingzhou Imperial City, the opening ceremony of the construction of the city is over.

All the destiny that happened today will be imprinted in the hearts of millions of people, forming an eternity in the history of this land, and no one can forget it.

Chapter 151

in the cave.

Wu Lang opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, silently poured a glass of water, moistened his dry throat, "It's over."

He felt a great exhaustion and sleepiness all over his body.

Those eight great emperors who crossed the catastrophe, even if they were phantoms, gave themselves a huge mental oppression. It was a kind of terrifying pressure that they would not feel unless they faced it in person.

He seemed calm, but he was just trying to hold on.

After all, you can't hide, you can only resist.

"Speech or something is the most useful."

He kept drinking water, pouring water glass by glass.

It is obvious that the soul has come back from the body, but it feels like all the water in the real body has been evaporated.

thirsty!

Extremely thirsty.

The throat seemed to be on fire, stuffed into a volcano.

He muttered to himself: "After all, speeches are an integral part of human history on Earth, from ancient generals mobilizing people before wars, to modern human rights struggles, to presidential elections..."

"In the various schools of the low-level people, people are often invited to give speeches, encourage students, and inspire students."

After all, he is not a sage. Seeing the reality, he thought to himself: "For a period of time, they will definitely work hard and unite the hearts of the people. I don't know how far this chicken blood can go."

He was tense to the extreme.

Several battles of wits and courage can be regarded as a complete solution to this killing situation.

Infinite sleepiness.

Endless exhaustion.

In the impact on his mind, he suddenly felt very tired, and he fell down immediately, so he slept for a dark day before talking.

...

...

Jinghuang City.

"He just left?"

After seeing the master finished speaking, he left first, and several human emperors couldn't help showing a bit of wry smile.

How much do you want to see them?

But listening to that speech, they clearly knew how huge the meaning was. It was for the people of the world to clear the fog and light the bright light for moving forward.

This scene of speech, extending history, looking forward to the past and the future, and pointing out a new path, is destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

It has unimaginable far-reaching significance, and it is not an exaggeration to be hailed as the real beginning milestone of an era.

Boom! !

this moment.

They seemed to hear footsteps in a trance.

This sage young man in white seems to have turned into a giant of the times, standing on the craftsman and redstone technology to take a firm step forward.

One step at a time.

Walk as fast as you can.

Wrapping the torrent of the times and rushing away.

Behind them are the eight contemporary human emperors, staring blankly at the back of the giant of the era, who is speeding away.

They can't understand the details and system of the giant, where he is going, what path he will choose, and even the future he wants to lay out now...

All incomprehensible.

I only know that he has one goal: to make all people in the world equal.

They are the emperors of the world of cultivating immortals in other continents, but they never imagined that they would show such admiration, admiration, and unfathomable complex feelings to such a young man.

There is such a moment at this time.

Just now, from the back of this young man standing in the middle of the desert and yelling to give a speech to the world, they suddenly felt that such a character could appear in the Human Emperor Sect, defeating them, the corrupt old emperors who surrendered to the immortal sect, not only would they not be angry, but on the contrary. ..

There is an inexplicable relief.

If it was him, maybe he could really bring his lineage, the Emperor Sect, to re-emerge...

The emperors of their era are selfish, but their selfishness is to make profits for the rise of their own people, and they will do whatever it takes.

The great Confucian in front of them is the descendant of their Emperor's bloodline.

"After watching the ceremony, I will leave."

There is no need for them to stay any longer, and their figures gradually disappeared into the pale golden dragon cloud above the sky, "It is really a lifetime luck to see the discussion today, so farewell!"

A hearty voice resounded through the sky.

"Heroes have great ambitions, have good strategies, have the opportunity to contain the universe, and those who have the ambition to swallow the world."

For them, this is flattery, and it can also be said to be a bit of sincerity.

...

The people of the world were greatly touched.

Countless people are whispering, and there are people running from all walks of life.

Some scholars and people of insight in the cities of Mortal Kingdoms showed excitement, and completely regarded this existence as the idol of scholars and literati.

This scene of speech seemed to see a teacher in a private school teaching classics to students like them.

"Man is the Buddha of the future, and the Buddha is the person who has come here." The Buddha's words in the Little Leiyin Temple, they felt incomparably understood in an instant.

"That's right, those lofty immortals were once human! Their various spiritual roots were not able to cultivate before, and the martyrs opened them up for them!"

Someone is excited.

And today?

We are going their way.

Looking back on everything in history, from that passage of language, it seems that I dreamed of more than 4000 ancient caves and ancient humans in ancient times, and I thoroughly felt the greatness of those ancient people, and their tragedy and struggle were of great significance.