80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

Chapter 312 Welcome Home

　　 By the way, Taiwan quickly gathered the books from the sea of ​​books, held the world in his arms, hugged the sun and the moon and slept forever, the internal storage space was huge, and the huge book sea was packed.

　　 Millions of gods are generals, and billions of creatures are soldiers, so worshipping generals is not a vulgar thing.

　　 After putting the book sea down, Lin Jiufeng and Red Girl came out.

　　 They met the descendants of the Protoss of the Third World.

　　 More than ninety descendants of the Protoss gathered here.

　　 They looked at Lin Jiufeng and Red Girl together, their eyes were very complicated.

　　 They have guarded the sea of ​​books for 20,000 years, and they were taken away by Lin Jiufeng at this moment.

　　 Although I also convinced myself that Shuhai was taken out is the best choice now.

　　 But when they really saw Lin Jiufeng walking out with the stage of worship, they were still in a mixed mood.

　　 The old man Bailong smiled slightly and said, "I got the sea of ​​books, are you going out?"

Lin Jiufeng nodded, bowed to these descendants of the Protoss, and said sincerely: "Thank you for dying and spending your entire life to suppress the goddess of war. I will take the book sea out, spread the world, let the world know this period of history, no You will be drowned in the dust of history."

　　 Lin Jiufeng's move made this group of descendants of the Protoss a little embarrassed.

　　Led by the old man Bailong, they also bowed to Lin Jiufeng and returned the courtesy.

"The Protoss and the Immortal Court are not at odds. The ancestors fought **** battles, and now our descendants have not lost their reputation, but in the future, the Emperor Jiufeng will still be needed to deal with the fairy goddess. We will try our best to delay fifty years "The old man Bailong said.

　　 Lin Jiufeng nodded, smiled slightly, his smile was warm and full of power, and said: "I have been guarding the world, guarding this world, and so will in the future."

　　 The people of the Protoss watched Lin Jiufeng leave. They had nothing to say. Shuhai was taken out and could be carried forward, and they were satisfied.

　　 Lin Jiufeng didn't say anything, everything was unspoken. If the descendants of this group of protoss had other thoughts, they could have left the third world and went to the first world to shine. After all, they are much stronger than the immortals.

　　 But they still stuck to the obscure Third World, suppressing the fairy goddess of war.

　　 Lin Jiufeng admires this perseverance and dedication.

　　 The only thing he can do is to block the eruption of the fairy goddess of war after fifty years.

　　...

　　 Leaving the Third World and standing in the Hengduan Mountains, Lin Jiufeng felt like a world away.

　　 It turned out that the fairy garden and the gods that he thought had long been submerged in the dust of history are still there, and there are other worlds outside this world.

　　 The first world is the main world, intact.

　　 The Third World was destroyed by the fairy goddess of war. Up to now, only a small part of the area can be stabilized, and the other parts have been turned into chaos.

　　 Lin Jiufeng was fortunate to have come here, and saw with his own eyes the descendants of the Protoss and the fairy goddess of war who had only existed in the legend.

　　 If you don't come here, spend fifty years in the outside world in a muddle-headed manner, and wait until the goddess of war recovers, then the harmony that this era has finally ushered in will collapse in an instant.

　　 This is absolutely unacceptable to Lin Jiufeng.

　　 Standing in the Hengduan Mountains, looking to the northwest, it is the West Desert with unpredictable climate change and the birthplace of Buddhism.

　　 Lin Jiufeng stared carefully. He still remembered the old man Bailong saying that Ximo has terrible power, and Ximo’s Buddhism is worth his visit.

　　 "Wait for me to go back and put down Shuhai first, and then go to West Desert." Lin Jiufeng arranged things.

　　 Step by step, there are some things that I can’t rush.

　　He has fifty years to go.

　　 The past fifty years are not short or long, but they are enough for him to do a lot of things.

　　 "Red girl, I'll send you back to the northwestern land." Lin Jiufeng said.

　　 Miss Hong has not recovered from her physical injuries. Lin Jiufeng wants to ensure her safety.

　　 "No, I'm almost fine, and I don't want to go back to the northwestern land. I'm going to another place." The red girl shook her head and refused Lin Jiufeng.

　　 "You can't take action now, you should go back and raise it." Lin Jiufeng persuaded.

"Emperor Jiufeng, you have been worrying about the fairy goddess of war in fifty years, and I am also worried. I am going to improve myself next time. See you in fifty years." The red girl refused Lin Jiufeng again, and then took With a beautiful smile, he turned around and left, very chic.

　　 Red girl's slim figure disappeared in front of Lin Jiufeng's eyes. She slowly released her strength without worrying about her injury at all.

　　 She is going to comprehend the experience of the universe clock given to her by the old man in the universe. After fifty years, she will appear again.

　　 "This is what Tiandaomen should do!"

　　 "The fairy goddess of war, listening to it is domineering, if I defeat you, wouldn't it be more domineering?" The red girl's mouth curled up, she liked this feeling.

　　 Watching the red girl leave, Lin Jiufeng didn't persuade him anymore, he went straight back to the Wu Temple base camp of the Yuhua God Dynasty.

　　 With the passage of time, the Wumiao base camp has been expanded repeatedly and continuously built, spreading to the surrounding area, and a mountain range is not satisfied, and the mountain range is built for a thousand miles.

　　 A large, magnificent and beautiful city more prosperous than the imperial capital was built.

　　 Here gathers the world's most outstanding geniuses, and it is also the peak martial arts temple that countless people aspire to.

　　 Lin Jiufeng came here, and saw countless youthful teenagers with immature faces, but their cultivation bases were extremely powerful.

　　 Lin Jiufeng walked in this new city without any surprises. Anyone passing by him did not find him.

　　Wumiao now has new mountain heads. It is Zhou Qing and Zuo Muyun. The Emperor De also made an order. They took over the temple and started a new round of reform.

　　 The rules formulated by the Wumiao Temple are no longer practical. After all, the students have already had a lot of breakthrough immortals, and they must adapt to the new era and formulate new rules that are in line with the current situation.

　　 To this end, Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing did their utmost to convene a large number of immortals, and after a heated discussion for a period of time, did they formulate new rules and regulations.

　　 Wu Temple, officially opened the stage of teaching immortals.

　　 That is, in this peak martial arts temple, the teacher who serves must be an immortal.

　　 is not a fairy, but is called an assistant teacher, meaning to help the fairy teacher.

　　 The immortals who are named in the Eclosing Gods must come to the martial arts temple every six months and teach for half a month.

　　 This is to expand the horizons of Wu Temple students.

　　 When the Wu Temple students are practicing, they can't stop the cultural class, teaching the children to love the country, love their home, and love themselves.

　　 The ideological and moral character was originally proposed by Lin Jiufeng. He didn't want the students taught by the Wu Temple to resist the eruption of the gods in the end.

　　 A school that only teaches power, not ideas, and does not teach morality, will definitely harm others and self.

　　 Lin Jiufeng walked past the crowd, walked through the heavily guarded gate, walked inside the Martial Temple, and saw Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing.

　　 The two are now dressed as scribes, perfectly integrated into their current roles.

　　 They looked happy after seeing Lin Jiufeng.

　　 "Emperor Jiufeng, why are you here?" Zhou Qing asked curiously.

　　 "I'm here to send you books." Lin Jiufeng smiled.

　　 "Send a book?" Zuo Muyun looked at Lin Jiufeng in confusion.

"I looked at the books in the Wumiao, it can be said that it is the collection of all the books in the world, and some of the isolated books have been rescued, printed, republished, and then disseminated to the world. It can be said that there is no more books in the world than in the Wumiao." Zhou Qing proudly said.

　　He is now one of the heads of the Wu Temple, and he is naturally very concerned about the Wu Temple, and everything is dominated by the Wu Temple.

　　 Zuo Muyun is the same. When it comes to the collection of Wumiao books, he is very confident.

　　 Lin Jiufeng smiled and said: "This time the books I bring will flood the Martial Temple. It will open your eyes to you and you need an open space."

　　 "There is a large and open place. We only hollowed out this huge mountain range. The inside is like a huge underground castle. It is thousands of miles long, is it enough?" Zhou Qing asked.

　　 Lin Jiufeng pondered for a moment: "Reluctantly, it's okay if the rows are a little crowded."

　　 Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing were stunned. How many books do they get, and they are barely able to do so?

　　 Lin Jiufeng did not talk nonsense, let them lead the way to the huge underground castle, and release the sea of ​​books brought from the Third World.

　　 Boom! boom! boom!

　　 The sea of ​​books was put down, and the momentum was huge, which opened the eyes of Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing.

　　 "These books are all lost?" Zhou Qing picked up one, read it carefully, and said excitedly.

　　 Because he discovered that the text on these books, as well as the recorded things, came from 20,000 years ago.

　　 This discovery made him very excited.

　　 Then looking at the huge book, as many as the ocean, the whole person was trembling.

　　 trembling with excitement.

　　 Zuo Muyun is no exception, he is also very excited: "Emperor Jiufeng, where did you find these books?"

　　 Zhou Qing also looked at Lin Jiufeng curiously.

"Get it from the descendants of the Protoss. Your task now is to carefully study the sea of ​​books here, and then publicize the stories buried in history, so that the world knows what happened and why we have the present Such a situation, tell the world, don't forget those brilliant ethnic groups." Lin Jiufeng said solemnly.

　　 "Please rest assured, Emperor Jiufeng, I will do it according to your requirements." Zuo Muyun nodded and said.

"There are also many lost celestial arts in it. Let the Wu Temple students come and find them for themselves. These secret arts are all the painstaking efforts of the predecessors. They should not be lost in this way. After the meeting, they will continue to carry forward on the basis of their predecessors. It's what this generation should do to inherit the past and the future." Lin Jiufeng continued.

　　 Zhou Qing and Zuo Muyun listened carefully.

　　 To Lin Jiufeng, they were convinced.

　　 Especially so many fairy tales, so many precious books, just put them here for ordinary people's children to watch.

　　 is worthy of admiration.

　　 is not only because Lin Jiufeng is very powerful, but also because Lin Jiufeng is really fraternity and good to the world.

　　 "There are some orphans here, you must protect them carefully and rub new copies, but the predecessors' writing should also be preserved, so that our descendants will know what is called inheritance." Lin Jiufeng continued to exhort.

　　 "Don't worry, we will do it all." Zuo Muyun said confidently.

　　 "That's good, since you can do it, then I will leave first, train some more geniuses, do you know that you should treat them equally?" Lin Jiufeng still told them before leaving.

　　 Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing looked at each other and saw the surprise in their eyes.

　　 "As expected to be Emperor Jiufeng, this book is comparable to the sea, and he can get it all in the endless distance." Zhou Qing said with emotion.

　　 "The key is that he takes it all out, free of charge for students to see, and even for young people to inherit and learn. This is so big that it is worthy of you and me to learn." Zuo Muyun said.

　　 "A huge library is going to be built here so that students can come in and study. We need to rescue some of the original books. The amount of work is huge." Zhou Qing shook his head and said with a happy smile.

　　 "I'm going to get busy this time, but I have lifted the fog of history and put a true story before the eyes of the world. I am now full of energy." Zuo Muyun said excitedly.

　　 Zhou Qing laughed and started to get busy.

　　...

　　 Lin Jiufeng left the Wu Temple, he stood on the top of a big mountain, in front of him is the imperial capital.

　　 The imperial capital is still as usual. It is very shocking when seen from a distance, especially from high to the bottom. Inside the imperial capital, there are eight verticals and eight horizontals, inhabited by millions of people, and it is the political center of the Yuhua dynasty.

　　 But to be honest, a hundred years ago, this was the political center and the geographical location was also very good.

　　 But now, as the territory of the Feathered God Dynasty continues to expand, it can be called a terrestrial giant, and the location of the imperial capital is very remote.

　　 Especially around the imperial capital, there are several big mountains.

　　 More importantly, the Imperial Capital has always been very close to the Wu Temple base camp.

　　 Lin Jiufeng thinks this is not very good.

　　 The current Wu Temple is too close to the political center. Once something happens, the two extremely important places of the Emerging God Dynasty will be robbed together.

　　 So I have to separate.

　　 Lin Jiufeng murmured: "The imperial capital should move."

　　 But don’t rush it. There are millions of people. It’s not that you can move away.

　　 Lin Jiufeng looked for a while, then returned to the imperial capital and entered the cold palace.

　　 In the heavily guarded imperial capital, Lin Jiufeng entered calmly, and no one had spotted him.

　　 In front of the gate of Leng Gong, [Wan Jia Deng Huo] saw Lin Jiufeng coming back and swayed slightly.

　　 Its central flame is more flaming, with a bright light, illuminating the surroundings.

　　 It is more powerful.

　　 Compared with the previous outbreak, the current [Wan Jia Deng Huo] has become more restrained.

　　 But it, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is really powerful.

　　 Lin Jiufeng just watched, one person and one lamp, in front of the gate of Lenggong, with a strong momentum, just within three feet of his body, without spreading out.

　　 Lin Jiufeng frowned slightly under the pressure of [Wan Jia Lan Huo], this was too powerful and terrifying.

　　 He was forced out of his strength.

　　 But [Wan Jia Deng Huo] did not make an all-out attack.

　　 Because there is no one to urge it, it's all on my own instinct.

　　 After a while, Lin Jiufeng gave up. He is not [Wan Jia Deng Huo] opponent.

　　 Looking at [Wanjia Lights], Lin Jiufeng felt fortunate, but fortunately this is his treasure.

　　 But evolving faster than him, Lin Jiufeng didn't expect it.

　　 "Evolve early, give birth to spiritual wisdom, and be able to decide for yourself, that is the real power." Lin Jiufeng said to [Wan Jia Deng Huo].

　　 [Wanjia Lanhuo] swayed, the flame bounced a few times, and then returned to silence.

　　At this moment, the gate of Lenggong was opened, and the flowers of wealth in the world appeared, and the white and beautiful face saw Lin Jiufeng, showing a look of joy.

　　 "Welcome home!" said the little white cat with a smile.

　　—

　　 Happy Dragon Boat Festival.