Dragon Whisperer

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Yunpi Mountain is very big, but the platform on the top is not very big.

But above the clouds, there is only such a small piece of land, which is very conspicuous.

Thousands of seas of clouds, ethereal and endless.

This is a small island in the sky.

People moved towards all around here. Looking at it, it’s easy to have independence, the sky and the universe are infinite, but there are only so many people.

At this time, the concept of “I” becomes clear.

People will suddenly notice the existence of the self, which feels too abrupt, too clear, and too unfamiliar.

When in a crowd, I am afraid that no one has such a strong sense of self.

……

Master Ouyang’s singing voice is solemn and magnificent, just like the endless bells in the Imperial Family Temple of the Central Empire.

It seems that the sea of ​​clouds trembled.

It’s really not like the sound that a ninety-year-old man can make.

Sitia looked at the solemn old man and thought silently in her heart.

Immediately afterwards, Sitia glanced at pope again, saying that this one was older.

Of course, in such a grand ceremony impossible, only Ouyang Ju can speak.

After all, those 108 people didn’t just come up to see the scenery.

Every time Master Ouyang said, those people would repeat it neatly.

If you just look at it, it’s like a master in the Academy teaching students to read and read.

Mr. read one sentence, and the students read one sentence.

But in this scene, coupled with Mister Ouyang’s complex and rhythmic rituals, suddenly the parrot-like behavior becomes sublime and sacred.

“This Little Brat is not simple…” pope Your Majesty looked at Ouyang Ju, and after a long while, he said solemnly, “He can write down such a long and difficult passage. This is better than the Scripture of Light But it’s much harder to recite. It’s amazing.”

“Who are you talking about?” Blademaster frowned and asked softly.

“The one standing.” Pope tilted his head slightly, a few minutes closer to the blademaster’s ear.

Blademaster frowned deeper, turned his head and glanced at Pope.

Ouyang Ju, now that is the leader of the central empire’s literary world, the four-dynasty veteran, and the most respected!

To put it simply, he is already very old, so that no one will be surprised even if he is old at the next moment.

His family will happily organize a grand funeral for him. In the Central Empire, people like Ouyang Ju are called “Happy Fun”.

But it was such an old man who was called Little Brat by pope.

Even the blademaster felt a little unhappy.

Because when he was still young and mixed with Li Zhengcheng, Ouyang Ju was already respected.

But blademaster really can’t say anything, because pope is indeed qualified to say so.

More than two hundred years old…

In the human world, two people who are more than a hundred years old, the small and the old call out “grandfather”, but the old may not be willing.

The old man feels that his grandson has suffered.

……

Blademaster doesn’t want to talk to pope anymore. Old Master Ouyang is called “Little Brat” in people’s mouths. When he chats with him, he may call himself something.

Blademaster doesn’t speak, but it’s okay. If pope Your Majesty wants to speak, where do you need someone to talk?

I saw pope Your Majesty after listening carefully for a while, then turned around and asked: “What does this say? I can’t understand a word? Do you understand?”

Master Blademaster did not speak, but this time it was not because of anything else. It’s simply because Lord Blademaster just doesn’t understand.

Master Ouyang is now reading these ancient texts from the Central Empire that have been handed down since ancient times.

The most jerky and difficult to understand. You can understand it not only by knowing the characters of the Central Empire.

Blademaster is not low in cultural attainment, but after all everyone has their own field of specialisation, which he really didn’t dabble in.

“Hey, why don’t you even understand this as a member of the Central Empire? When I was a child, my family was poor and never went to school?”

Sitia couldn’t help but glance at Pope, and said to her heart that Lord Blademaster can’t draw his sword and chop him right now?

Blademaster couldn’t help but glanced at Pope, thinking that if pope were to fall from here, he might fall to death…

“Why do you see murderous aura in my eyes?!” Pope was shocked.

It seems worthy of being a Legendary powerhouse, and having lived for so many years, he has a keen sense of murderous aura.

“This is a ceremony to the heavens. It is very solemn and solemn. I hope Master Pope will converge.”

Master blademaster thought that this matter was of great importance, and for fear of disturbing him, he didn’t draw his sword and cut pope on the spot.

But pope seems to be very indifferent, not taking pope’s words seriously.

“What is this kind of ceremony? My Church of Light has tens of thousands of churches, and I hold one every week, Saintess, don’t you think?”

Sitia looked straight at the altar, looked steadily forward, and clearly expressed the meaning of “he is not talking to me, and I don’t know him”.

“The kind of your Church of Light, how can you mention on equal terms with this sacrifice to the heavens?!” Blademaster is not polite to talk, and it is not polite to talk to such people.

You give him a stick and he can climb along the rod.

“Why? You look down on my Church of Light service?” Pope said.

“pope Your Majesty.” The blademaster unconsciously increased his tone, “This is the ceremony of Human Sovereign!”

“…”

pope finally stopped talking.

Indeed, the annual sacrifice of the Central Empire will not be mentioned for the time being, because it is indeed similar in nature to the church of Light, and it is human self-entertainment.

But this time is really different.

Human Sovereign came to the throne.

No other ceremony can match this time. It’s not one level at all.

It is like comparing Yunpi Mountain to other peaks.

I will be the top of the mountain, the mountains are invisible,

……

“In that case, how are you teaching Golden King’s sword technique?” Pope asked, “After all, that is someone who wants to fight against the red disaster.”

“啧~”

Blademaster slapped his tongue!

It was this slap that made Pope and Sitia turn their heads to look at him, shocked.

These two people glanced at each other, and they all felt that the slap of the blademaster’s tongue seemed to overwhelm the voice of the 108 people singing in unison…

“Hey, don’t scare me. You talk, what do you mean by smacking your tongue?” Pope said, “You are a dignified blademaster, the Number One Powerhouse of human swords! Is it possible that you teach one yourself People, can they still be taught?”

Sitia doesn’t dislike pope this time, because these questions are exactly what she wants to know.

Blademaster is nodded with great pain.

“You…”

pope’s eyes rounded, and he pointed at the blademaster with a trembling finger, “you” for a long time without “you” coming out.

“Blademaster, how is this possible?” Sitia took over Pope’s words, “Your sword technique, the entire world, is unacceptable.

The Sword Art that you created specifically for Bain, I have seen it with my own eyes, it is indeed exquisite and amazing!

Blademasters like you can teach Bain, why can’t you teach Third Young Master?

In other words, what is the current level of the sword technique of the Third Young Master? Has it reached a higher-level, but in your eyes it is not worth mentioning? “

Sitia kind of comforts herself…

Blademaster shook his head with a wry smile, and closed his eyes in pain.

Sitia and pope saw the blademaster’s reaction and couldn’t help but glance at each other.

They understand, the sword technique of the Third Young Master is really horrible, and the blademasters are all embarrassed.

“How could this be…” Pope murmured, “That’s your nephew, how can you not learn swords?!”

Yes, this is indeed an accident, an accident that exceeded everyone’s expectations.

When the Third Young Master explained the Human Sovereign plan to all the emperors, other emperors thought that the Third Young Master would not fight, and this plan was unstable.

But when the Third Young Master said “My uncle is a blademaster”, he immediately convinced everyone.

Because this is too damn reasonable, too convincing.

No one would have thought that the nephew of Blademaster could not learn to use a sword…

pope was shocked for a while, and finally sighed slowly.

This is the end of the matter, and it’s useless to say anything.

The arrow has already left the string and halfway out. At this time, it doesn’t make any sense to accuse others of the non-standard shooting posture.

But thinking about it carefully, this matter is not bad for others. This is the result of self-righteousness.

The son of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader must have a strong martial arts.

The son of a leader in the literary world must be brilliant.

The farmer’s child can plant seedlings, and the blacksmith’s child can burn fire.

Then the nephew of blademaster, as it should be by rights, is also a rare sword dao genius in the world.

This is a deep-rooted prejudice in humans.

In the bones that has always existed in everyone, never faded away.

It is estimated that even the Third Young Master himself should have been very sure at the beginning that he could become a sword dao expert……

“Why is it like this…” Sitia hasn’t accepted this fact yet, still chattering, “Bain was only with you for a few days, this Third Young Master…”

“They are not the same.” Blademaster looked at Sitia and said, “Bain, his life experience is miserable, courageous, temperament tenacious, calm, and dare to enter the Imperial Palace alone at night. Although the sword dao is not high, he wins. In the mind.

As for Yu’er, I don’t say you also know. “

“As far as I know, the Gai Family is also the Aristocratic Family of the Central Empire, and the blademaster should have been living without worry since he was a child.” Sitia said.

This means that your mind should not be much stronger than the Third Young Master at first, but you are the sword dao Number One Powerhouse in the world……

“I am not the same as him.” Blademaster looked at the Third Young Master in a yellow dragon robe, the rays of light in his eyes were extremely complicated.

“The world says that your nephew is like an uncle, what can be the difference between you two?” Pope asked.

“I am a sword dao genius.” Blademaster looked at Pope and said seriously.

This is something that is universally recognized, but from my own words, it still makes people feel uncomfortable.

pope is also a bit embarrassed, lightly coughed, looking at the blademaster and saying, “You are really crazy.”

“This is just a fact.”

“Then your nephew’s innate talent is so terrible?”

“Even I have a feeling of inability to start.”

“That’s really miserable.”

“Yes.”

“Are you useless?” Pope began to speculate about Blademaster with sinister intentions.

“That is the hope of Human Race. Even if this is not mentioned, Yu’er is my nephew. I am impossible to do my best.”

“Are you having a bad relationship with your younger sister?”

“That’s my biological younger sister, we have been dependent on each other since childhood.”

“Just now Saintess said that your Gai Family is a big Aristocratic Family.”

“Do you think the life of Aristocratic Family is easy?”

“Are you too busy? Is there anything you didn’t notice?”

“I have seven Direct Disciples in Sword Mountain, all of whom are talented and have a solid sword technique. I haven’t done anything else during this time.”

“Just follow the Golden King to practice sword?”

“Of course.”

“None of this works?!”

“During this period, my seven dísciples told me various reasons, and then closed for six.”

“This Golden King is really incredible. Teaching him to practice swords even taught Sword Mountain Direct Disciple autism?”

“en. ”

“the Will of Heaven toys with the man…”

“Shut up, how can you say this at this moment?”

“Also.”

“Look!”

In the end, Sitia was crying out in surprise, interrupting the conversation between Blademaster and Pope, which seemed to have no nutrition, but was actually about the world.

blademaster, pope hearing this, moved towards the altar.

I don’t know when, five beams of light suddenly appeared on the ground, shooting straight into the sky.

The five pillars of light come from Golden King’s sword, War King’s spear, Saint Ming’s book, Ironblood King’s gems, and Hero King’s scales…

These five things are the five national weapons of the Great Empire.

Supreme Treasure that can suppress the national movement!

……

Suddenly violent wind erupted, the situation changed dramatically!

The sky suddenly became pitch black, and no one knew where so many black clouds had gathered above everyone’s heads.

And it was still spinning, and after a while, it turned into a black vortex.

The five yellow beams of light enter the center of vortex.

Everyone is looking up at the sky, shocked in their hearts.

They can all feel that in the sky, there seems to be something opened and glanced at them, as if seeing them directly in the depth of one’s soul.

They were all seen through, but no matter how they searched in the sky, they couldn’t see a trace of creatures…

The black cloud keeps spinning, like a pit of dissatisfaction.

Golden light has also been constant, seemingly endless.

Just like that, it lasted for 5 minutes of time.

The golden light slowly converges.

Sitia thoughts move, she can feel that the Scripture of Light is a bit different.

But the sky is not at all calm down.

The wind seemed to be more intense, there seemed to be flashes of lightning in the dark clouds, and a few thunders came from the “hong long long”.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light nearly five meters thick fell from the center of the black cloud.

Hovered over the Third Young Master.

pope was a little dumbfounded, and said that this could really be achieved? !

Suddenly, a loud noise sounded.

Suddenly countless voices sounded on the top of this small Yunpi Mountain, as if countless people were standing here. They are all talking.

The voice of speaking resounded through Heaven and Earth, deafening. It seemed close at hand.

But they can’t see them.

Sounds of reading, talking, roar, yelling, laughter, crying…

That is the human voice.

It is the voice of countless humans.

is the voice of the entire world.

That is the smoke and fire in the world.

Human Sovereign was born, and the voices of the entire Human Race will gather here to witness the birth of Human Sovereign.

The huge beam of light slowly dissipated. The sky became clear again in a short time. disappeared.

As if the previous dreamlike scenes were all false.

But Golden King doesn’t think so.

Golden King stood up and looked at his palm first, then the ground under his feet, and the sky in the distance.

Li Yu smiled slowly.

This World is different in his eyes…

……

October 10, 205, Guangxi Calendar

Human Sovereign is born.

Ascended the throne at Piyun Mountain.

——”Guangming Calendar”

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