Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

This sentence, such as Huang Zhong Dalu, emitted a thunderous roar, and slowly swung deep into Fang's brain.

But before he woke up from the shock, he heard another, sharper, angrier and madder cry, coming from not far from Flame Valley:

“Federation! Li Yao! You guys are so mean, so poisonous! ”

The voice did not set, a luminous rose and poured toward the dozens of starships that were suspended in the sky. The elder gentleman watched closely. The luminous blue blouse was an ultra-dust, high-quality, gorgeous and unobtrusive saint.

Even at this moment, resentment, such as the madness of demons, the perfect face is still in the heart.

“This seems to be Murong Ling Ling, the head of the four fairies in Baihe Prefecture. How can you be so crazy? ”

The great prince of Fang is fluent. He has a natural grasp of what “four great princes and four great fairies” are in every major county and sect, such as a few Jewels.

That “Linglong Xiaoxian” Murong Ling Ling was quite deeply cultivated. He seemed to win a little more than him. In a moment, he flew to the altitude of hundreds of people. Three or four Linglong swords circled around him quickly, and shook a thunderous roar: “My father is the head of Baihe Zhou Zhengdao for nearly a hundred years. He has been exorcising the devil's way, maintaining order on one side. From no point of error, the fame of ‘One Sword in the South' is like Lei Kyung Ear, who doesn't know? Now he just slaughtered five or six mob villages and you killed him for no reason? I don't like it. I don't like Murong Ling!

“Those thugs, they are simply to blame. Who told them to come and grab my Murong family food? In broad daylight, robbing the granary, that is to say, a liquor store, a bandit, a heinous bandit! Trample down the bandit's nest and destroy the bandits. This is a place of peace and order. What's wrong? What's wrong with that? ”

Murong Ling's loud cry attracted many ancient monks to gather in the valley and gaze at the sky.

Federated starships in the sky did not react at all and remained silent, as if Murong Ling had said nothing to be right and dared not refute her “reason”.

Murong Ling is getting more excited, the beard is spreading, haha big laugh: “What Xingyang Federation, what vulture Li Yao, don't think I don't know your minds, all you have to do is find an excuse to kill my father, plot my Murong family property, who doesn't know that I Murong family occupied 30% of the spiritual fields and minerals in Bahe state, now they are all in your hands!

“To add to the sin, there is no excuse, but with this ridiculous sin, my ancestral base industry is dominated and the Murong family is ruined. I refuse to accept it, and my millions of Daoists in the ancient holy world will not take it orally! You do this, where is the god, where is the god, where is the god!

“Vulture Li Yao, don't think that the ancient holy world tens of thousands of brothers are so afraid of you Xingyang Federation. Although Murong Ling is a female stream, with this breath of virtue, this is a sensible battle today!

“You kill the ancestors of Luoyang, but rely on the power of the Golden Man of Yunqin and the profits of hundreds of Immortal Boats. Don't rely on Immortal Boats and Golden Men to come down and fight Murong Ling alone!

“Li Yao, Li Yao, you--”

“Linglong Xiaoxian” Murong Ling Ling drives the flying sword, shakes the flame of the spirits and shouts abusive words.

Seeing more and more Daoists gathered in the end, even some rarely pulled to call her good, her boldness and pride became more and more. In the trance, she really saw that she had surrounded the ancient holy world for 100,000 years of righteousness and reason, and slowly rose from behind herself, giving herself endless strength.

Wanting to bite silver teeth, regardless of everything to hit the largest "fairy boat”, but seeing three or four fairy boats on the left flash of light, dozens of glare lasers arrived, pierced through his body, five dirty six hearts and bone flesh instantly turned to ashes, the soul did not yet have time to launch a painful struggle, the soul scattered, and knew nothing.

The head of the four fairies of Baihe Prefecture, just like that, it vanishes the jade, leaving nothing behind.

Only a clear sheet of dust crystallizes, like the snow in June, with infinite grievances, slowly drifting over the heads of many ancient Saint Brothers.

Brother Fang watched the scene silently.

First panic, then panic, then anxiety, then confusion.

However, when that “June Snow" really landed on the ground and restored the dust, the expression of panic, doubt and weakness swept away.

He was deeply inspired by the "Centennial Glorious Exhibition” and the scene in front of him, gaining new insights.

Just a thunderbolt in my head, it seems like there is a new, vast ocean, higher levels of power are constantly pouring into it.

Now he doesn't understand the nature of this power.

But it doesn't matter, the heavens of the ancient holy world have changed, his heart is also undergoing an overwhelming change, one day, he will figure out the source of the power of the Starlight Federation, and with this power, make himself, the Blue Cloud Swordsmen, and the whole ancient holy world climb to a higher peak!

……

Whether “Lord Green Willow” Fang Chengzhi is such an ancient saint who is stripping away and changing rapidly, or “Linglong Fairy” Murong Ling such a stubborn, negative corner stubborn generation, can not disturb Li Yao's heart in any way.

Li Yao is not in Mount Fury at this moment, but a starship in the sky of the Great Gods, deep in the training room, sits on his knees and performs Xuanzhen's training.

At this moment, his hair is dark and bright, and there is a faint stream of light on his skin. It looks like a lump on a precious relic. His expression is smooth, calm and casual. He has reached the point of putting his hands up, breathing and circulating every thought. It is practicing.

Two years ago, they departed from the Federation mainland and were scheduled to arrive in the ancient Holy Land within three to six months.

But dark nebulae, mysterious, full of all sorts of strange disturbances, despite the most detailed star charts, routes and coordinates, have encountered unexpected changes, and have been lost for two whole years before finding this place - it has been an unfortunate privilege to be able to modify the route so quickly and escape the state of stray during a star voyage.

During the two years of Xinghai Fan Navigation, Li Yao devoted himself to digesting the enormous amount of phantom energy left behind by the extraterritorial celestial demons, as well as the many gifts left to him by Professor Mo Xuan, and deepened and hidden the blending of the Bloody Heart Demon and the Dragon.

Before reaching the ancient holy realm, we finally purified and absorbed all the phantom energy, and the spiritual energy reached an unprecedented realm, not only the "half-step deity”, but the realm of the true deification, separated by a thin layer of cicada wings.

Though it is a thin layer of cicada, it is not that the mad accumulation of spirits can be broken, but that it requires new understanding, new ways of thinking, new perspectives on the same kind, the world, everything in the universe.

This state, some of which are like his spiritual root development has increased to more than 90%, depends not on the increase in brute force, but on the edge of that empty opportunity.

However, when the boundaries are low, it is to look for opportunities.

And when the realm rises between Yuan Baby and God, you have to create your own opportunities!

“Psst! Psst! ”

Hundreds of lights clearly fed back into the ancient holy realm of Tian Nan Hai North and South China.

Just as hundreds of thousands of ancient monks were undergoing soul-touching transformations in the Flame Valley, dramatic changes were taking place throughout the ancient sacred world.

Every day, massive makeshift camps are erected, where countless displaced victims can settle in and undergo comprehensive health check-ups to strangle the plague's head.

Every day, a water purification tower is erected in swamps and sewage, spraying clean drinking water from sources above - just this one can make countless people live.

Every day, there are large numbers of cultivated sectarian granaries, either opened “voluntarily" or forcibly broken down by the Confederate Armored Corps, whose richness makes even the Confederate Brothers blind and almost impossible to believe in their eyes.

Li Yao was very satisfied with the change in the moon of the ancient Holy World Day.

Naturally, he also knew how many ancient Saint Brothers had bitten his teeth behind his back and cursed him, saying that he was a fierce, poisonous, irrational, lawless, murderer.

Indeed, from the perspective of these ancient saint monks, he is truly a wicked and lawless monster in the face of the immutable laws and tenets of the ancient sacred world.

But……

It is the virtue of the weak to follow current laws.

For the truly powerful, it is not enough to follow the law of the moment. Humanity is advancing, revealing the truth about the stars and seas, and grasping deeper laws of the universe.

Current laws, institutions and rules will always lag behind humanity's understanding of the rationality of the universe.

The virtues and duties of the strong are to constantly destroy old laws and institutions and to establish new, more in line with the rule of law and "reason” for human development at a time!

After a certain degree of cultivation, combat power, wisdom and power, there is indeed “lawlessness”, and what they do is no longer evaluable by some one-sided and rigid law, perhaps, as Kim said, “only history is qualified to judge me”.

In the past, Li Yao didn't quite understand the meaning of Kim Tu Jie.

But now he's starting to understand.

He could even realise the mood of the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi in the past.

“I firmly believe that I am right.

“and will contribute all hearts, minds, strength, souls and resources to keep my path running through every corner of the star ocean, above every dust.

“Now, there's no power, no law, no morality to judge what I've done - because they're what I'm going to crush!

“Only hundreds of millions of years later can a final verdict be made on what I do today.

“But even if I am wrong about the historical ruling, I will never accept it, as long as a fraction of my soul still drifts between the sea of the infinite stars, as long as there is a slight possibility, I will come back to the end of the bloody battle until all my strength, will and life are completely extinguished! ”