Chapter 69
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Shenjing, Daogong.
Recently, in the disciple's school, a voice of vicissitudes echoed in the students' ears, explaining the common sense of the practice of the summer. On the desk sat an old man in cloth clothes whose hair was all white, but his face was not old. If Zhao Yu was present, he would surely recognize that this was the Taoist palace master, Wen Xiuqi, who lived in the peach blossom forest.
This year is his 50th year of self-cultivation. In fact, all the disciples of Daogong have been living with this mysterious palace master, who is usually full of gods and Dragons but can't find out.
Originally this class was given by Zhao Yusuo, but Zhao Yu had to send someone to ask for leave because he had been in huwo mountain for one night and did not return at this time.
"Today we talk about endless mountain, one of the eight forbidden areas in summer. How much do you know about it?" The voice of the old man is mellow and full of precipitation of time.
Under it, a hand was raised. The boy was wearing a new disciple's grey robe. His face was full of heroic spirit. It was Xu Hao of the Duke of Wei.
The old man nodded, and Xu Hao stood up and said, "I've often heard from my elders that there's no end to endless mountains, endless blood to endless blood, and endless blood to find opportunities."
The old man nodded approvingly, and then continued: "good, let's start from such a sentence today."
"The endless mountain, the first of the eight forbidden areas in the great Xia Dynasty, has the word" endless "because it is a world. For thousands of years, whether it is the former dynasty or the present Daxia Dynasty, monks have not stopped exploring it, but have never found the boundary, so it is called endless mountain in the endless mountain."
All the young girls who were listening to the lecture showed a look of surprise. They thought that the endless mountain was a continuous mountain, but they didn't think it was a small world.
"In the second sentence, endless blood in the boundless edge means that every inch of land exploration in the endless mountain is accompanied by countless bloodshed and sacrifice. There are countless strange creatures and traps in the endless mountain, endless high-level insects and beasts, unpredictable natural dangers and space cracks, and the most important thing is that there are alien races near us!"
Hearing the words, the young girls' expressions immediately became dignified and abnormal. Their ears were cocked up and they were sitting in front of them. Even the fat and thin people who had been lazy before became serious.
The blood feud between the human race and the alien race has been deeply imprinted in each other's blood. To kill the alien race and protect the country is the oath and belief of every human race on the road of cultivation.
The old man's voice continued to ring.
"I don't know how many years ago, when a human friar was exploring the endless mountains, he first discovered intelligent creatures, that is, alien race!
"Like the Terrans, they have their own civilization and heritage. Although there are some frictions, they are still at peace. But not long after, one of the Terrans crossed the Kunlun Mountains, which is tens of thousands of feet high in the Western Central Plains. He found that the vast land of Shenzhou, which was covered with yellow sand behind the mountains, was actually the habitat of countless alien nationalities.
"At the same time, the alien also learned that the Central Plains after the passage of the endless mountain had such fertile land, suitable seasons and wonderful food. They could not cross the Kunlun Mountains, but they could invade through the endless mountains! As a result, a battle for survival has begun. From ancient times to the present, the alien race has never given up its covetous interest in the Central Plains. Countless human and alien races have been fighting against each other on the land of endless mountains, spreading blood on the earth. "
After the old man said that, a burst of cold air from the school sounded, a picture of history accompanied by countless blood and fire, slowly unfolded before their eyes.
Numerous people Tianjiao, for their own home behind them, threw their heads and shed blood in endless Shanxi, though they died without regret.
How can the years be quiet in the world? It's just that someone is carrying a load!
The fat and the thin feel a ton of pressure on their shoulders, and then they think of a teenager of their age, the boy with trouser legs curled up in the night, the boy with calm eyes and steady voice, as if forever indifferent.
How much pressure is the whole summer? How much pressure does the whole Terran have?
They couldn't imagine, and suddenly they had compassion.
The old man gave the new disciples some time to digest, and continued to say:
"now let's talk about the third sentence, looking for opportunities in endless blood. This sentence is easy to understand. Danger always accompanies opportunities. The heaven and earth vitality of endless mountain is more than five times that of our Central Plains, and the frequency of the appearance of Tiancai Dibao is very high. As long as we don't die in it, our cultivation will certainly increase greatly."
At the end of a self-cultivation class, the young girls who walked out of the door were silent. Wen Xiuqi, the master of Daogong palace, looked at their backs and laughed. At this time of year, he always remembered the scene that he had just learned about it. It was so heavy, as if there was a huge stone in his chest and he could hardly breathe.
At that time, the situation was much worse than it is now. With the decline of the Ying Dynasty, the control over all areas was not as good as before. The Terrans had completely withdrawn from the endless mountain and defended themselves in the Central Plains. The alien tribes invaded the south in an all-round way. Under the continuous offensive, the Terrans gradually retreated, and countless people were displaced.But one of them, a big boy with firm eyes, vowed loudly.
"In my life, I will kill all the foreign dog heads in the western regions, go straight to my old nest, and I will never die."
Next to him, a handsome and upright young man walked by, leaving a faint sentence:
"Qin Xuan, if you are a one track minded head, you are sold and help others count money, not to mention killing any alien race. First recognize all the characters and then talk about it."
"Zhao Wuji, you are so smart. You can help me."
The burly boy rushed to catch up, stretched out his thick arm around the latter's neck, and they walked side by side.
"Silly big you take away your thick hand, almost strangle brother Wuji." Not far away, a girl in red called after her.
"Le Bu die, Le Bu die, I will not break your brother Wuji in early autumn."
After hearing this, the girl in red stomped her feet and caught up with her. She punched the boy in the waist. The latter showed her teeth in pain.
In the distance, a young man with a knife in his arms and his shoulder was waiting against the tree trunk. Under the tree, there was a young man in black. Looking at the girl in red robe, there was a trace of love in his eyes.
A group of people gathered in one place, came bursts of laughter.
Wen Xiuqi, the leader of Daogong palace, sat alone on the desk and gradually came back to his mind. There was no one in the school, and two lines of clear tears were unconsciously flowing from his eyes.
That represents an era! That era has come to an end.
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Shenjing, Daogong.
Recently, in the disciple's school, a voice of vicissitudes echoed in the students' ears, explaining the common sense of the practice of the summer. On the desk sat an old man in cloth clothes whose hair was all white, but his face was not old. If Zhao Yu was present, he would surely recognize that this was the Taoist palace master, Wen Xiuqi, who lived in the peach blossom forest.
This year is his 50th year of self-cultivation. In fact, all the disciples of Daogong have been living with this mysterious palace master, who is usually full of gods and Dragons but can't find out.
Originally this class was given by Zhao Yusuo, but Zhao Yu had to send someone to ask for leave because he had been in huwo mountain for one night and did not return at this time.
"Today we talk about endless mountain, one of the eight forbidden areas in summer. How much do you know about it?" The voice of the old man is mellow and full of precipitation of time.
Under it, a hand was raised. The boy was wearing a new disciple's grey robe. His face was full of heroic spirit. It was Xu Hao of the Duke of Wei.
The old man nodded, and Xu Hao stood up and said, "I've often heard from my elders that there's no end to endless mountains, endless blood to endless blood, and endless blood to find opportunities."
The old man nodded approvingly, and then continued: "good, let's start from such a sentence today."
"The endless mountain, the first of the eight forbidden areas in the great Xia Dynasty, has the word" endless "because it is a world. For thousands of years, whether it is the former dynasty or the present Daxia Dynasty, monks have not stopped exploring it, but have never found the boundary, so it is called endless mountain in the endless mountain."
All the young girls who were listening to the lecture showed a look of surprise. They thought that the endless mountain was a continuous mountain, but they didn't think it was a small world.
"In the second sentence, endless blood in the boundless edge means that every inch of land exploration in the endless mountain is accompanied by countless bloodshed and sacrifice. There are countless strange creatures and traps in the endless mountain, endless high-level insects and beasts, unpredictable natural dangers and space cracks, and the most important thing is that there are alien races near us!"
Hearing the words, the young girls' expressions immediately became dignified and abnormal. Their ears were cocked up and they were sitting in front of them. Even the fat and thin people who had been lazy before became serious.
The blood feud between the human race and the alien race has been deeply imprinted in each other's blood. To kill the alien race and protect the country is the oath and belief of every human race on the road of cultivation.
The old man's voice continued to ring.
"I don't know how many years ago, when a human friar was exploring the endless mountains, he first discovered intelligent creatures, that is, alien race!
"Like the Terrans, they have their own civilization and heritage. Although there are some frictions, they are still at peace. But not long after, one of the Terrans crossed the Kunlun Mountains, which is tens of thousands of feet high in the Western Central Plains. He found that the vast land of Shenzhou, which was covered with yellow sand behind the mountains, was actually the habitat of countless alien nationalities.
"At the same time, the alien also learned that the Central Plains after the passage of the endless mountain had such fertile land, suitable seasons and wonderful food. They could not cross the Kunlun Mountains, but they could invade through the endless mountains! As a result, a battle for survival has begun. From ancient times to the present, the alien race has never given up its covetous interest in the Central Plains. Countless human and alien races have been fighting against each other on the land of endless mountains, spreading blood on the earth. "
After the old man said that, a burst of cold air from the school sounded, a picture of history accompanied by countless blood and fire, slowly unfolded before their eyes.
Numerous people Tianjiao, for their own home behind them, threw their heads and shed blood in endless Shanxi, though they died without regret.
How can the years be quiet in the world? It's just that someone is carrying a load!
The fat and the thin feel a ton of pressure on their shoulders, and then they think of a teenager of their age, the boy with trouser legs curled up in the night, the boy with calm eyes and steady voice, as if forever indifferent.
How much pressure is the whole summer? How much pressure does the whole Terran have?
They couldn't imagine, and suddenly they had compassion.
The old man gave the new disciples some time to digest, and continued to say:
"now let's talk about the third sentence, looking for opportunities in endless blood. This sentence is easy to understand. Danger always accompanies opportunities. The heaven and earth vitality of endless mountain is more than five times that of our Central Plains, and the frequency of the appearance of Tiancai Dibao is very high. As long as we don't die in it, our cultivation will certainly increase greatly."
At the end of a self-cultivation class, the young girls who walked out of the door were silent. Wen Xiuqi, the master of Daogong palace, looked at their backs and laughed. At this time of year, he always remembered the scene that he had just learned about it. It was so heavy, as if there was a huge stone in his chest and he could hardly breathe.
At that time, the situation was much worse than it is now. With the decline of the Ying Dynasty, the control over all areas was not as good as before. The Terrans had completely withdrawn from the endless mountain and defended themselves in the Central Plains. The alien tribes invaded the south in an all-round way. Under the continuous offensive, the Terrans gradually retreated, and countless people were displaced.But one of them, a big boy with firm eyes, vowed loudly.
"In my life, I will kill all the foreign dog heads in the western regions, go straight to my old nest, and I will never die."
Next to him, a handsome and upright young man walked by, leaving a faint sentence:
"Qin Xuan, if you are a one track minded head, you are sold and help others count money, not to mention killing any alien race. First recognize all the characters and then talk about it."
"Zhao Wuji, you are so smart. You can help me."
The burly boy rushed to catch up, stretched out his thick arm around the latter's neck, and they walked side by side.
"Silly big you take away your thick hand, almost strangle brother Wuji." Not far away, a girl in red called after her.
"Le Bu die, Le Bu die, I will not break your brother Wuji in early autumn."
After hearing this, the girl in red stomped her feet and caught up with her. She punched the boy in the waist. The latter showed her teeth in pain.
In the distance, a young man with a knife in his arms and his shoulder was waiting against the tree trunk. Under the tree, there was a young man in black. Looking at the girl in red robe, there was a trace of love in his eyes.
A group of people gathered in one place, came bursts of laughter.
Wen Xiuqi, the leader of Daogong palace, sat alone on the desk and gradually came back to his mind. There was no one in the school, and two lines of clear tears were unconsciously flowing from his eyes.
That represents an era! That era has come to an end.
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Shenjing, Daogong. Recently, in the disciple's school, a voice of vicissitudes echoed in the students' ears, explaining the common sense of the practice of the summer. On the desk sat an old man in cloth clothes whose hair was all white, but his face was not old. If Zhao Yu was present, he would surely recognize that this was the Taoist palace master, Wen Xiuqi, who lived in the peach blossom forest. This year is his 50th year of self-cultivation. In fact, all the disciples of Daogong have been living with this mysterious palace master, who is usually full of gods and Dragons but can't find out. Originally this class was given by Zhao Yusuo, but Zhao Yu had to send someone to ask for leave because he had been in huwo mountain for one night and did not return at this time. "Today we talk about endless mountain, one of the eight forbidden areas in summer. How much do you know about it?" The voice of the old man is mellow and full of precipitation of time. Under it, a hand was raised. The boy was wearing a new disciple's grey robe. His face was full of heroic spirit. It was Xu Hao of the Duke of Wei. The old man nodded, and Xu Hao stood up and said, "I've often heard from my elders that there's no end to endless mountains, endless blood to endless blood, and endless blood to find opportunities." The old man nodded approvingly, and then continued: "good, let's start from such a sentence today." "The endless mountain, the first of the eight forbidden areas in the great Xia Dynasty, has the word" endless "because it is a world. For thousands of years, whether it is the former dynasty or the present Daxia Dynasty, monks have not stopped exploring it, but have never found the boundary, so it is called endless mountain in the endless mountain." All the young girls who were listening to the lecture showed a look of surprise. They thought that the endless mountain was a continuous mountain, but they didn't think it was a small world. "In the second sentence, endless blood in the boundless edge means that every inch of land exploration in the endless mountain is accompanied by countless bloodshed and sacrifice. There are countless strange creatures and traps in the endless mountain, endless high-level insects and beasts, unpredictable natural dangers and space cracks, and the most important thing is that there are alien races near us!" Hearing the words, the young girls' expressions immediately became dignified and abnormal. Their ears were cocked up and they were sitting in front of them. Even the fat and thin people who had been lazy before became serious. The blood feud between the human race and the alien race has been deeply imprinted in each other's blood. To kill the alien race and protect the country is the oath and belief of every human race on the road of cultivation. The old man's voice continued to ring. "I don't know how many years ago, when a human friar was exploring the endless mountains, he first discovered intelligent creatures, that is, alien race! "Like the Terrans, they have their own civilization and heritage. Although there are some frictions, they are still at peace. But not long after, one of the Terrans crossed the Kunlun Mountains, which is tens of thousands of feet high in the Western Central Plains. He found that the vast land of Shenzhou, which was covered with yellow sand behind the mountains, was actually the habitat of countless alien nationalities. "At the same time, the alien also learned that the Central Plains after the passage of the endless mountain had such fertile land, suitable seasons and wonderful food. They could not cross the Kunlun Mountains, but they could invade through the endless mountains! As a result, a battle for survival has begun. From ancient times to the present, the alien race has never given up its covetous interest in the Central Plains. Countless human and alien races have been fighting against each other on the land of endless mountains, spreading blood on the earth. " After the old man said that, a burst of cold air from the school sounded, a picture of history accompanied by countless blood and fire, slowly unfolded before their eyes. Numerous people Tianjiao, for their own home behind them, threw their heads and shed blood in endless Shanxi, though they died without regret. How can the years be quiet in the world? It's just that someone is carrying a load! The fat and the thin feel a ton of pressure on their shoulders, and then they think of a teenager of their age, the boy with trouser legs curled up in the night, the boy with calm eyes and steady voice, as if forever indifferent. How much pressure is the whole summer? How much pressure does the whole Terran have? They couldn't imagine, and suddenly they had compassion. The old man gave the new disciples some time to digest, and continued to say: "now let's talk about the third sentence, looking for opportunities in endless blood. This sentence is easy to understand. Danger always accompanies opportunities. The heaven and earth vitality of endless mountain is more than five times that of our Central Plains, and the frequency of the appearance of Tiancai Dibao is very high. As long as we don't die in it, our cultivation will certainly increase greatly." At the end of a self-cultivation class, the young girls who walked out of the door were silent. Wen Xiuqi, the master of Daogong palace, looked at their backs and laughed. At this time of year, he always remembered the scene that he had just learned about it. It was so heavy, as if there was a huge stone in his chest and he could hardly breathe. At that time, the situation was much worse than it is now. With the decline of the Ying Dynasty, the control over all areas was not as good as before. The Terrans had completely withdrawn from the endless mountain and defended themselves in the Central Plains. The alien tribes invaded the south in an all-round way. Under the continuous offensive, the Terrans gradually retreated, and countless people were displaced.But one of them, a big boy with firm eyes, vowed loudly. "In my life, I will kill all the foreign dog heads in the western regions, go straight to my old nest, and I will never die." Next to him, a handsome and upright young man walked by, leaving a faint sentence: "Qin Xuan, if you are a one track minded head, you are sold and help others count money, not to mention killing any alien race. First recognize all the characters and then talk about it." "Zhao Wuji, you are so smart. You can help me." The burly boy rushed to catch up, stretched out his thick arm around the latter's neck, and they walked side by side. "Silly big you take away your thick hand, almost strangle brother Wuji." Not far away, a girl in red called after her. "Le Bu die, Le Bu die, I will not break your brother Wuji in early autumn." After hearing this, the girl in red stomped her feet and caught up with her. She punched the boy in the waist. The latter showed her teeth in pain. In the distance, a young man with a knife in his arms and his shoulder was waiting against the tree trunk. Under the tree, there was a young man in black. Looking at the girl in red robe, there was a trace of love in his eyes. A group of people gathered in one place, came bursts of laughter. Wen Xiuqi, the leader of Daogong palace, sat alone on the desk and gradually came back to his mind. There was no one in the school, and two lines of clear tears were unconsciously flowing from his eyes. That represents an era! That era has come to an end. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
