Shepherding Humanity

Everyone froze for a few seconds.

The idea of ​​finding someone to be an apprentice, although very good, is indeed the best choice at present, but it is very difficult to practice.

First of all, be smart, otherwise it is impossible to practice the nine-turn metaphysical skill that requires skill.

Second, we must be loyal, otherwise we will only fear that we will become the second witch, and once again abandon our teacher.

Long Wuming: "We can't run away, we can only let Mengmei get away and go out to find an apprentice to teach. After all, your body secretly leaves Jianmu, and no one will know...

We let Tiantu secretly communicate with a trusted ancestor, to quietly rescue you...

As for the candidates for the character of mind, all five of us can join the staff, and we must all look at our vision. We are all old-sighted people. "

Bell at the top of the food chain: "Oh, let me find an ancestor to help? No one can believe it! You know, even the ancestor who gave me a message may be an ancient existence in the old era, and I took the opportunity to borrow My hand, knocked down Qi Qi."

Lying!

So insidious?

Everyone's scalp is numb.

The twelve ancient existences in the barren world were all crawled out of hundreds of years of fighting, and all of them were earth-shattering talents. Crowdfunding may not be able to beat each other.

The news they discussed on the Internet at this time was indeed not able to be spread, otherwise they would only fear that there would be a bunch of free apprentices coming to the door.

And they are not united, and even those old and obscure goods of the old world do not have the qualification to use the wrench on the table.

Yijianguixi: "So, how long will it take for Mengmei to secretly dig yourself out?"

Mengmei thought about it and replied: It took hundreds of years to grow, and it took at least 50 years to plan.

Everyone was stunned. How deep would it be to bury yourself?

Qiu Mingshan speed: "Cough cough! You can't wait so long, I give a suggestion.... Mengmei you look at Jianmu every day, slowly choose people, forget it, after all, they have been on you Man, you have to understand one by one (comical)"

Mengmei: I will kill you! (Bite your teeth)

.....

The wild world.

Kaiyuan Heavenly Court, 237 years.

It was almost two hundred years since the Jiu Zhuan Xuan Gong was developed.

The four major races all have a lot of arrogance and reputation, and there are many talents in the earth. There are many arrogant arrogances of various races, there are old people protecting the road, the gods and the Tibetan realm, the purple mansion, and going to challenge the major mountain gates and genres The grand scene of the world of vice controversy.

Among the twelve ancestors of the heavenly court, one of the oldest exists, which is about to die of life.

"We are approaching the limit, we have been fighting for hundreds of years in our life, and the lifespan is too severe..."

This world is stronger than the wizarding world. Compared to the same realm in the wizarding world, it takes half of the lifespan. After all, it is natural to cultivate the world, self-circulation, and self-cultivation.

Seventh-level epic sorcerers have a life span of 600 years. The Emperor Dongxu of the 7th realm has a life span of 900 years. But now, their life span of five or six hundred years is almost dying.

On the throne, the voice of the emperor quietly said:

"Our other eleven ancestors and witches can still last for a while, but the seventh ancestor, Wu Chengcheng, is respected as the first fighting **** of the Wu people, with unparalleled combat power, the world of law and law, and the many injuries in the early years. Perishing..."

In a dim white light, an ancestral witch, the most powerful existence in these worlds, revealing a sad look, full of sadness.

They are astonishing. In the entire Emperor's palace, a terrifying oppressive force flows like an endless ocean, and the great power that shakes Qiankun comes, and a ray of Emperor's power overflows and fills the heavens.

Any Emperor Dongxu, without the same realm to stop, only needs one month to slaughter all the souls of Tianfan and the two realms.

"Do Taoists in the same era as us also leave us?"

"We are completely old, not just Shou Yuan, but in the age of the ancient gods, bathed in blood and fighting, fighting for the born souls, and accumulating too many dark wounds to build the heavenly court..."

"Shouyuan is not much, and will soon usher in five declines."

"Don't pretend to be mixed, and under the saint, it will eventually be ants."

.....

The ancient presence on the scene sighed, his eyes were old, and he was already old.

In each era, at most one or two invincible Dongxu Emperors are born.

Even some declining times may only give birth to a few quasi-imperials.

However, in the era of the ancient gods, Tianjiao came out in large numbers, and at the same time, the terror of the twelve heavenly emperors was born at the same time. It can even be said that in the later era, such a vast prosperity is basically impossible!

Each of them, in other eras, will suppress the world, defeat countless arrogances in the same realm, and become an invincible emperor. Eight wildernesses and six survivors, only self-respected, but now, all have emerged in the same era before they can overthrow the ancient ones. Thirteen innate ancient gods.

Among them, Di Qi, as the leader, naturally has a terrifying talent to suppress the other eleven emperors.

But now, they are really old. After all, no matter how old there is, there are so many ways, and the cultivation base is earth-shattering, and it can resist the long years of erosion, and even the powerful Dongxu Emperor can't overcome time.

It is Zuwu Chengshan who is about to truly die.

Emperor Qi Tiandi was silent for a while and said loudly: "Chengshan will soon leave, and the Sun Yuanshen will leave a vacant one. We old men can take the opportunity to retreat and choose the next Emperor, inherit his Sun Jinwu and rule the heaven and earth. !"

Around the ancient existence, everyone has seconded:

"What the Emperor Tian said is that we old people are about to withdraw from the times..."

"In the future, it will belong to the prosperity of young people..."

"So, how do Qingdi, Jianmu Qingteng, Wuzu handle?"

"Keep on keeping the seal."

"In this way, the Sun Yuanshen left by Chengshan's painstaking sacrifices is used to establish the next Emperor..."

On this day, a news that shook the world came from heaven:

"Chengshan Zu Wu, Shou Yuan will be exhausted, all the Zu Wu have feelings and weakness, retired one after another, will choose the next Emperor!"

boom!

Between the heavens and the earth, the various sects, the four races, and the hidden gates of the immortal gates have rioted and shaken.

"how is this possible?"

"The Emperor of Heaven has been in power for less than six hundred years, is it going to end?"

"I thought Emperor Qi, the invincible great emperor, would continue to rule. Who knew that these ancient existences, the trauma suffered in the early years was too serious, and in the twilight years, no longer could suppress the trauma, know the sea There have been cracks of varying degrees..."

"Ah! Under the Hunyuan, the ants will eventually become ants and will not grow."

...

Many people are lamenting.

Emperor Qi, as the first born-born spirit emperor between heaven and earth, led the eleven ancestors and witches of that year, and together they overthrew the heavens, overthrowing the rule of the innate ancient gods. A century ago, the era of the strongest emperor is now over...

However, while lamenting, it is also a secret excitement in the heart.

The suppression of the present by an invincible emperor is also the end of an era. If he can live in the world forever, it is his greatest unfairness to other later geniuses.

Hot discussions came from the earth:

A Sun Yuanshen is empty, and who will be the next Emperor?

.....

Another ten years.

"Emperor, died."

Zuwu Chengshan fell, and the world is sad.

Heaven and earth mourned for it, it was raining heavily, there were no clouds in the sky, and it fell into a darkness for three days at night, only the moonlight was blowing.

Many visions came out to lay the ground for the emperor.

The crystal star coffin was built, and Emperor Dongxu, the Emperor Dongxu, was buried in it. On the day when he entered the tomb, the fairy officials from all over the world came one after another.

In the crystal coffin, there is a terrifying ancient emperor body, black hair shawl, majestic shore, four arms, wearing black snake earrings, filled with a dreadful of dreadful dignity.

"Zheng!"

A round of the sun emptied, the radiance shining through the ages.

This is the primordial spirit of Chengshan Emperor, slowly vacating.

"A round of burning sun, iron bones and clanks!"

In the heavenly court, everyone looked up, and the light from the sun was shining brightly golden, as if to see this ancient Emperor Dongxu, with the twelve best friends Na Rongma’s career, fighting the ancient gods of the world, and calming the world for the born souls. Ancient times.

"An ancient great emperor started to leave us..."

"Woo, it is the Emperor Chengtian who was called the strongest warlord in that ancient **** era..."

In heaven, the old man cries from time to time.

The twelve ancient existences, filled with divine light, stood silently in high places, their faces revealing a trace of complexity. No matter what mood they were in, Chengshan was after all a companion who accompanied them through their lives and killed them for life.

After that, I was afraid that my companions would leave...

Three days later.

One side left by the emperor Chengshan was a void in the sky, and the eleven ancestors and wits joined forces into the sky at the top of the heaven.

A vast voice resounded through the world:

"This day, named Da Luo Tian, ​​means heaven and sky!"

The eleven-aged ancestors and witches have given up their own rule, and let the confidant of the heavenly court, before the new emperor ascended the throne, instead of governing the heavenly palace, entered the small space of "Da Luotian" to avoid the world.

In this "Great Luo Tian", they put a lot of heaven and earth auras saved by the heavens for centuries, and began to use their rich and extreme auras to delay the aging of their physical bodies.

.....

Built on wood.

There are people coming and going, young and handsome, all arrogant, very lively.

"Hahaha! Heaven and earth can't have no one day! Who will be the next Emperor of Heaven! Who will be the next Lord of Heaven and Earth?"

"Modern old people are all decayed in blood, and may not be able to break through the realm of Dongxu Emperor. Only the younger generation can be seen... At this time, all the arrogances are fighting, and even a genius has surpassed some old people. , Arrived in the sixth realm cave sky!"

"Oh, what's the use of pursuing the realm? Crowds are pleasing! Other Tianjiao can also break through, but hastily break through, the foundation is not solid, they must fight in the same realm, leapfrogging, and constantly polish the foundation."

"The major hidden sacred places have also been born, exhausting a lot of resources and accumulating on their own contemporary arrogance..."

"What! Shen Daiou, under the protection of Yunfeng old man, went to the Bifeng Gate, picked 13 elders, and defeated their contemporary arrogance Zhang Qing in one move?"

"Zhang Qing was shameful and brave, no longer suppressing power, and broke through to the sixth realm."

"On the northwestern earth, the deity's natural arrogance is also challenging everywhere, and there is a tendency to break into the territory of the human race."

Countless teahouses are whispering and talking.

The people outside were suddenly surprised and were also eating melons:

What is it?

None of our candidates has been selected, and we haven't practiced yet, so we certainly can't keep up with Heavenly Emperor!

They are heartbroken!

At this moment, it was completely in a hurry and could not keep up with the progress.

Now, they build a city on the branches of the Tongtian building, one by one with branches that are split, let the whole building be like a world tree, carrying the world on the branches.

The consciousness of Mother Earth Ivy, wandering in the city on a tree trunk, peeping at their privacy, muttering, "Look, how about this? After watching for a while, I was regretted by the genius fiancee of the big school, I am a waste material, but I am working hard."

"Oh, this lack of talent, if not hanging open, counterattack hammer, life can only be beat! (Thunder hammer lick fart chart .jpg)"

"Worri, who gave P's tongue this is so beautiful! Is this secretly licking the wound! (This picture is good, it is mine now)"

"So, how is this person?"

She kept selecting candidates in the competition.

Everyone’s goals are very clear. First of all, they must be smart, peerless, and conquer contemporary arrogance, or even have some ingenuity, or they can only fight those ancient existences, but they must also understand justice, integrity, and gratitude, for the rise of the Wu people. And struggle.

It is similar to Guo Jing's fool.

Mengmei, however, has her own thoughts, "Hehehe, Guo Jing is not enough, it is better to be Yang Guo's kind, clever and kind, but also as an overbearing president, clearly infatuated with his beautiful master... ."

Only in this way can she master the core control apprenticeship!

She has now started to think about how to fight the water split after joining forces to rule the world.

"This, won't it?"

Jianmu looked at a weak witch, and after observing for a while, he shook his head and muttered,

"Where are you after? On the Zhongnan Mountain, there are dead and alive, aunt is waiting for you here..."

More than ten years have passed.

The forum has passed for a long time, and they are all heatedly discussing, and the result has not been passed. After all, the talent is outstanding, and the honest and honest are very rare.

.....

Jianmu South Tiancheng, an elegant and simple mortal room, in the screen, accompanied by a cry of a baby, a baby boy came to this world.

"Miss, miss, it's a boy."

A beautiful woman with a pale complexion, lying on the bed, looked at her newly born child, "You should not have been born, you are a combination of demon and witch."

In this world, the demon occupies the body of the Wu clan, and the Wu clan occupies the body of the demon as the primordial spirit, which is originally the enemy of life and death.

The appearance of this child was originally a mistake.

As a generation of arrogance, the two men were secretly sullen in the hands of each other. She thought that the man would give up all power and accompany her to go far, but she was wrong.

And now, this bizarre child has taken her time out of the practice of a purple palace, making her a mortal.

"Is this the end of violating the rules of the two ethnic groups? I must be severely punished at home if I lose everything." She sighed, her face bitter, and gave it to Xin Niang, who was next to her, "My life, The talent is clever, trapped in the red dust, departed from the road, abandoned the Tao, and abandoned the longevity... He called Dao Changsheng, just like I gave him away."

"Miss..." Xin Niang stopped talking.

The woman shook her head, "I am the daughter of the head of Taizou Yaozong. I have the qualification to inherit the ancestor of the Zongmen, but now I am repaired to the end, and I can only go back and be punished... and his father is Kaitian Jianmu. Zong’s disciples have lost sight of me."

After the woman left, Xin Niang took her baby in seclusion in Jianmu Nancheng.

This baby was a little different when he was born. He didn’t cry every day. He looked at the ground calmly. During the thirteen days after he gave birth, he suddenly talked and burst into tears. Clear! My parents left me."

Born to know.

He seems not to be a human being, with the characteristics of a demon clan, after many years of polishing, brewing in the aura, he was born with wisdom, and his thoughts were like a natural saint.

He drained all his mother's cultivation for birth.

When he was half a year old, his adoptive mother Xin Niang taught him to solidify the environment, and found that he was able to communicate with each other in less than half a day.

When he was one year old, he practiced to the second level to concentrate his mind.

At the age of three, he arrived in the Tibetan realm.

When he opened the sea of ​​knowledge, he even had the Yuanshen innately, or that his soul shape was not a human form by nature.

The hazy soul ghost in the sea of ​​knowledge is the primitive **** Jianmu vine that inherits the father, and it is a little different, with the mother's primitive **** green snake form~www.wuxiaspot.com~ scales and eyes seem to fit Heaven and earth rules, eighty-one scales, concealed ninety-nine.

And the branches and leaves of the vines turned into claws and corners of the trees, and they were very beautiful.

In this piece of heaven and earth, there has never been such a creature, and there has never been a congenital Yuanshen. All the souls and Yuanshen come from the day after tomorrow.

"What a pitiful little child, what kind of filial piety and kindness, what an innocent and lovely dream..." Mengmei couldn't help but sigh, "It's just a pity that he appeared too slowly. It is possible to compete for the position of the emperor today."

However, other people did not care, and said very calmly: "What about the election of the new Emperor? Kill the Heavenly Palace, and on that day, pull the Emperor!"

That group of people is really crazy...

Mengmei looked at this child, and she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

But on this day, the child suddenly heard the depths of the earth, and came a voice, "Child! You are born to be the supreme Taoist body, I am the mother of the earth, I would like to worship me as a teacher?"

"Can I find my parents? Family reunion?" the three-year-old asked, looking up.

The voice in the shadow answered.

"can."

"Then I will learn!"

From spring to autumn, another five years passed.

Dao Changsheng, eight years old, a young and cute child sitting on the green steps, holding his chin, looking at Jianmu's Nantian City, where ancient monks come and go, discussing the battles of the Tianjiao.

Back in the room, the table was filled with books and textbooks, and the shelves were filled with "Middle School Mathematics" and "Three Hundred Sets of Junior Middle School Test Papers".

"Dao Changsheng, today, come to learn trigonometric functions."

In the void, a quiet voice came.

Soon, a child Lang Lang's reading sound came out of the window: "Odd and even, the symbols look in the quadrant!"