Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

"Monsters will die if they are killed ()"

The world of Aian will be destroyed in three hundred and fifty years.

This is the fact that Dawn’s "perfect deduction" shows.

Even if it was buried under the mountain, the dawn in the strong iron coffin would die because of it, which proved how grand the destruction was.

Su Zhou didn't know why Dawn's perfection was actually a'quiet death', but sometimes the Prajna Book was not entirely correct, and he could still understand it.

"All things burned so that the Holy Sun and the Demon Moon both fell, and the world collapsed..."

Sitting in an unmanned classroom, Su Zhou looked up at the ceiling of the ship room and muttered to himself: "Obviously, the guy named Sun Emperor, no matter what his thoughts, his actions did not really save the world. ."

"Of course, there may be powerlessness, after all, the time for the holy sun to shine is getting shorter and shorter."

In fact, not only Dawn, but also the people around him like Master Suiguang.

Su Zhou even used the Prajna Book to look up the information about the enemies that Earl Evand had communicated in depth.

An ordinary, arrogant nobleman who had experienced on the battlefield and inherited the title, he continued to treat the people as his own assets just like his ancestors, and lived so unscrupulously.

There is no surprise, the only thing worthy of attention is that even if Su Zhou didn't kill him, in the original history, Earl Ivand would die in the next few years.

And the cause of his death was actually the familiar Asmodeus XIII.

[Perfect deduction (error):...In the end, the soul withered and died because Asmod XIII took back the soul fragments of Burning Root and Twilight Dragon.

It's also quite funny-the noble who was most loyal to the royal family eventually died when the emperor deprived him of his power.

Well, it's not funny, because this kind of thing is so common.

"The root of burning salary... Obviously, the roots have appeared, which is enough to prove that they are indeed the roots of Shenmu."

"Ranxin, is this the name of that sacred tree?"

Su Zhou thought.

The roots of the sacred tree, the burning torch, and the soul fragments of the dragon of twilight... The world of A'an is indeed a battlefield between the world tree and the twilight. At present, it seems that Twilight has won and the sacred tree has died.

However, there are still things like roots remaining.

His Majesty, the emperor known as the Emperor of the Sun, may be the family of Twilight, whether it is secretly cooperating with the two organizations that directly believe in the Twilight Dragon, or even possessing such things as the Twilight Mark. All proved his weirdness.

But it seems that it is not pure, after all, the root of burning salary is also a symbol of Shenmu.

Holding both the sacred tree and the fetish of dusk, this guy's true purpose is definitely not simple.

"What does he want to do?"

Su Zhou said to himself in a confused tone.But after thinking about it, he still shook his head: "But it is basically certain that it is the enemy...whatever I want to do, I will stop it."

At this moment, the sky has slowly dimmed.

Just as Su Zhou was thinking about the future situation of this world, the sacred sunlight that was falling from the middle of the sky suddenly dimmed for a negligible moment.

At this moment, ordinary people are basically impossible to notice. Even the most sensitive people just feel that there is a flash in front of them, lacking a frame of light-they will never think that the problem is the holy sunrise, but their eyes have Something wrong.

But for professionals, they can feel the hand, the source of energy fluctuating in an instant that appears accompanied by the breaking of light.

In an instant, Su Zhou came to Chu Yao ship's window and opened the window.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky with awe.

The violent wind moved the clouds in the sky, causing the howling wind to swell on both the battleships and poured into the ship.Su Zhou stared at the zenith.

Not only that, whether it's dawn, flint, or the children in other orphanages, all of them subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the sky, the spectacular scene.

On top of the sky,

[Meteor, meteorite?!

Suiguang is on the deck at the moment, studying the perfect metal material that Su Zhou blessed, but now, he puts down the surveying fear in his hand, and instead looks at the sky, the sound of the machine even makes a noise: [For decades, Has a meteorite appeared again?

[Meteor stars appear more and more frequently at this time, this is not a good sign...]

"Holy sun meteor..."

Dawn used the observation lens of the research ship to lock the orbit of the meteorite, and she quickly determined the theoretical direction of the meteors: "One north, one middle, one east... it's a bit far from us."

"Speaking of it, I really miss it... In the past era, every time the Holy Sun meteor appeared, it was a grand celebration..."

With such emotion, Dawn couldn't help falling into silence, seeming to begin to recall the past.

The children's ideas are even simpler.

Those who have never seen a meteorite are just curious and happily waving at the light spots and tail flames in the sky, seeming to want to say hello to the shining bright spot.

Three meteorites and three arcs of light fell on three locations respectively.

Soon, because of this incident, Su Zhou and Suiguang both came to the captain's room.

[Seventh, the 13th Army is dispatched.

As soon as they met, Suiguang succinctly stated the information he had just obtained from the channels of the Zhuguang Order: [They are speeding toward the place where the meteorite fell... The last time a meteorite appeared, it was 45 years ago when the meteorite fell in Mongolia. On the east side of the Tasini Mountains, it was won by the first and third army that guarded the imperial capital.

[It now appears that the Holy Sun meteorite in the central part should still be obtained by the empire, while the northern one is not clear. According to the trajectory calculated by Ms. Dawn, it fell on the junction of the Yanshuang Army and the Higurashi Tribe-this will inevitably cause The war between the two forces that was already deadlocked.

The Winter Sun Twilight Tribe is a barbarian that worships the dragon of dusk. They are also humans, but they live in the wild north all year round and live in symbiosis with numerous source energy beasts. They are the biggest enemy of the civilized world of E'an.

The empire is constantly changing, but the enemies of the empire have not changed. The barbarians exist forever, and even if they defeat them, it is impossible to destroy them in the blizzard that goes deep into the north.

The Yanshuang Army is a large independent warlord located in the northeast of the empire. It was independently formed by the northeastern army and civilians abandoned by the empire to resist barbarian invasion. The original Yanshuang Army was considered a rebel of the Empire, but I don’t know when. Since then, the two sides have also begun to have a cooperative relationship, which is not a province, but it is indeed an autonomous region.

Suiguang’s explanation and the map information provided by Dawn could already reveal many things. After Su Zhou got a general understanding, he thought about it: “So, the Holy Sun meteorite in the east, no one went to it the first time. Do you care?"

[It can't be said that no one is in charge, but the direction in which it falls is in the sea, except for the Tianlong nobles, no one has the ability to salvage meteorites in the sea.

Suiguang stretched his finger to the sea and explained: [Although the empire is strong, but because of hidden dangers at the beginning of the founding of the country, the local aristocracy is very powerful-the royal family can directly control the western, central and parts of the north and south.

[The control of the empire in the southeast is relatively weak, because they are the descendants of the great nobles who originally supported the Asmodean family to replace the Sol Empire. They have extremely high autonomy, which is the requirement of the original contract.

"Collect the fragments of the Holy Day, I understand that."

At the moment of dawn, he nodded slightly, and the half-fairy flapped his butterfly wings in confusion: "But why is it like starting a war? Is it necessary?"

"Sacred Sun Crystal can not do anything other than build a source energy engine, and this generation of A'an civilization has already carried forward the brand-new source energy engine?"

Her doubts are taken for granted.

In response, Su Zhou and Suiguang looked at each other.

This is also their strange problem.

The Empire certainly has the ability to use the Holy Sun Crystal to create the source energy engine, but it still chooses to use the soul source energy engine.

The reason is also very simple. Compared with the rare holy sun crystallization, the soul of the demonized is a bit more common and more'recyclable'.

Since I don't plan to use the Holy Sun Crystal to build the engine, it is nothing more than a very powerful source of energy and source of energy, which can accelerate cultivation... But the acceleration of the thing is extremely limited, at least the efficiency and the degree of preciousness are not proportional.

The Yanshuang Army and the two great barbarian tribes are nothing more than them. Their background is insufficient, and the Holy Sun Crystal is indeed a good thing, always useful.

But what is the purpose of the empire directly dispatching two armies to ensure that they obtain it in the first place?

There is no answer to this question.

But even guesses know, there are important reasons behind this that no one knows.

"Don't think about the sacred sun crystals in the north and the middle, even if it is too late to grab it now."

Su Zhou stretched out his hand, and he carefully clicked on the south and east on the map: "But this one in the east may not have no chance."

What he ordered was exactly where the Chuyao Ship and Crystal fell.

[...Do you want to get that holy sun crystal?

Hearing Su Zhou's words, Sui Guang couldn't help turning his head to look at Su Zhou, and the man nodded and said: "Analyze the current situation of the holy day, after all, we need one - at that time, it will be time for dawn to see, the current holy day Fragment, how is it different from the fragments of the Holy Day in the past."

"But we are not in a hurry. Now we still need to go to the southern city-states to buy some supplies-dozens of children eat too much, and it is impossible to always go hunting. We need to prepare some food reserves and related Clothing, teaching materials."

Having said that, Su Zhou and Suiguang looked at each other, and he seriously said: "Master Suiguang, do you really need to report the current situation to the Zhuguang Cult?"

"Although the news of the expedition team has not come out yet, I will appear again in the city of Ivand, and the killing of Earl Ivand will soon spread all over the country-if you don't say anything, the order said It may feel that you have rebelled or died."

[... Indeed, I should go back. Whether it is Ms. Dawn, Chu Yaojian, or Professor Svetley, you are all very important pieces of information and should be reported to the Order.

Suiguang frowned slightly, and then solemnly said: [However, now I have discovered the truth behind the empire...what are they trying to do?Why do we need to persecute the demonized so urgently?What is the Tower of Babel that the Sun Emperor is building for?The most important thing is, what will ordinary people on this land suffer because of these actions?

[If I don’t figure this out, my actions will be meaningless--and the Order is currently in deep cooperation with the Empire. After returning to the Order, I can’t explore the way it is now.

[So now, I would rather remain silent and be a dead person.After I find the truth, I will definitely return to the sect and report to the leader.

Suiguang's tone was firm.

Because of Su Zhou's existence, he made up his mind to understand the unsolved mysteries that occurred in the shadow of the empire, and to better help all the demons and ordinary people.

He believed that Su Zhou could solve this problem, and Su Zhou also proved by action that he has this power.

This is true whether it is killing Earl Ivand or creating the Burning Mind.

Su Zhou was naturally moved by this trust.

But he still had to speak and reminded the other party: "Master Suiguang, when I left the ruins, I had already solved the'Devil Virus for Riddler'. You don't need to be so clear and simple."

what?

Suddenly, Master Suiguang, who had subconsciously said all the thoughts in his heart, couldn't help but startled slightly, causing Dawn on the side to chuckle.

The Chuyao battleship is still moving, and as it gradually enters the south, there are more mobile battleships and mobile cities that can be seen.

The E'an continent is quite large, and when it comes to the surface area, it is one circle larger than the earth.

Even more so when you count the ocean.

On such a vast land, there are many dangerous beasts and beasts. If you do not rely on huge armed merchant ships as a channel of communication, ordinary small caravans as long as they leave the villages and towns are likely to be swallowed by darkness.

Even the heavily armed villages and towns may disappear overnight.

Whether it is natural disasters, beasts, or human hearts, it is too dark...that's why there is a mobile city that moves endlessly and chasing the light.

Every mobile city has its own fixed trajectory, with its subordinate fixed villages and towns as resource points, as the core of a region, revitalizing the entire civilized ecology.

Of course, there are also mobile mineral cities that reclaim in the mountains and mine in the wilderness, but such cities are extremely rare, and only large empires have this kind of productivity.

All in all, it is difficult for most mobile cities to be self-sufficient and must rely on the resources of fixed villages.

If you want to develop, or make some changes, you need to trade with each other: this has also led to the prosperity of commerce, and the latest technology is definitely not used in the military, but in commercial ships.

Of course, Su Zhou didn't have much currency, and he was Chu Yaojian's de facto leader. To maintain the entire Chu Yaojian and Xiguang Orphanage's needs, he needed a lot of supplies.

[Professor, I need some alchemy equipment and materials-you know, I am an alchemist, even if it is to protect my body, I also need these things.

This was a straightforward request from Master Suiguang. He showed Su Zhou his already somewhat rusty joints and a curved mechanical skeleton.

Some of the structures were built by Su Zhou himself.

This is a reasonable request, and Su Zhou agreed.

"Mr. Svetley, although the Chuyao Ship is well protected, it still needs a thorough self-overhaul if it wants to operate normally-you should understand the resources and tools required?"

Of course Su Zhou understands. He looked helplessly with a smile, as if thinking about the dawn of the alchemy tools in this era, and then took out a list of items: "Although, you asked for too many supplies-and why Want to purchase twelve source stone artillery? Its power is really hard to compliment."

"Comparison of multi-era civilization armed technology! This is also a must!"

It is difficult for a man to understand the so-called attachment of the silver fairy to weapons, but he sees it as a manifestation of the anxiety of coming to a new era, and he agrees.

If you need materials, you need to buy or exchange them.

But the money is far from enough.

Professor Svetley is not poor. It is not poor to be able to raise an orphanage, but the materials required by Suiguang and Dawn cost nearly one million Imperial Coins each time. This is not something that can be changed.

And just when Su Zhou really thought about whether he needed to find a noble who was not benevolent and rob him, Suiguang told him a piece of information.

According to him, the most recent period was during the'year-end auction' period before the Southern New Year. The major chambers of commerce in the seaside capital would put out treasures for auction in the atmosphere of the New Year's festival.

This is the grandest commercial carnival in the entire Nanyang area.

Now is a good time to get treasures, or sell some rare materials.

In the same way, if you want a quick cash, you just need to bring a'treasure'.

And Su Zhou has always had no shortage of treasures-what he is best at is turning waste into treasure.

This time, what Su Zhou plans to send to auction in the name of Master Suiguang is his own perfect metal.

The perfect metal transformed with the precision of the gods and the ability of metal is the most perfect material for precision instruments and the basic material for various high-end armors. Su Zhou believes that this will definitely attract discerning businessmen at auctions. The looting has brought a lot of resources to Chu Yao ship.

As for why he is a businessman with vision...Because a businessman without vision, either he doesn't see the importance of perfect metal, or he thinks that Su Zhou is a bully, and he plans not to give him money.

Then there is nothing to say.

The battleship is moving, and the destination is in front, the coastal capital of the south.

With the vision of an extraordinary person, one can vaguely see the popular plumes of smoke rising from the sea in the distance, and the huge ships in the sea shining with the light of source energy.

Prosperity, prosperity, and... little malice.

That is a city completely different from the city of Irving.

"Can the demonized be a commercial city where ordinary people live on an equal footing..."

Looking at all this, Su Zhou smiled lightly and said to himself: "I am looking forward to it."

They are coming.

...

The humid air along the southern coast is usually inconspicuous, until the arrival of winter makes it a cold tentacles, climbing on the bare skin and spreading to the depths of people's necks.

When Seneca awakened from Chuyao's cabin, he coughed, and then subconsciously raised his hand because of a tingling sensation and touched his left eye.

The touch that should have been rock-like changed, and a faint frosted sensation came, as if it was touching rough sandpaper. Although it was still difficult to touch, it was already soft.

Even because of the southern air, the sandpaper-like skin still seems to be slightly moist.

Seneca never liked humidity, nor rain.Before being adopted by Professor Svetley, he had been living with his single mother in a small town beside a lake on the edge of the southern border. Life was not comfortable, but it was not poor.

The drought a few years ago caused the lake to dry up. The wealthy households and landlords in the village fled in a hurry. There were only a few people left in the whole village. Even the wandering hungry people did not bother to come to this apparently dilapidated and empty little. The town was hunting, so Seneca hid in the village with his mother with a wonderful singing voice, feeding on the collected morning dew and some muddy bugs that had accumulated on the bottom of the lake.

Survival is always difficult, and the two depend on each other for their lives. In fact, such days are no more impoverished than usual, and even more self-reliant.

Seneca didn't feel any sadness in such a day, and even felt quite free and cheerful. He was smiling and running in the deserted street, while his mother was standing at the door of the house, smiling and watching it all.

Until a rain, a heavy rain.

The impact of natural disasters was blown away by the strong typhoon. The fine dust and yellow sand scattered in the air were knocked down by the rain, and the dust and mist suspended in the air turned into muddy water in the rising water vapor, and everyone's dry and wrinkled skin began to begin. It became wet again, and the muddy rivers reappeared on the ground, eventually filling the filthy muddy water in the originally dry lake.

The wealthy households and landlords returned at the same time as the rain and strong wind.

The drought that lasted for several years was over and the land became valuable again. Naturally, these people could not give up their wealth and return in order to return. They were angry that their property was ravaged by natural disasters and the refugees, and they realized that the Seneca family was not Without dying, he began to transfer his anger to the weak child and a weak woman.

In the final analysis, it's just a demon.

In order to protect her children, Seneca's mother used her demonization ability. The beautiful singing voice made everyone confused, but as long as the singing stopped, the effect would end.

The woman motioned her child to run away with her eyes, and the singing was still audible until Seneca left the village.

The mother died-the drought did not make Seneca an orphan, but a rain and ugly heart killed his mother.

Moreover, the town is finally abandoned, and it takes more than ten years to eliminate the source energy pollution caused by natural disasters. Although those people have waited for more than ten years, they still have industries in other places, so they naturally shifted their targets.

Gradually, the originally prosperous villages and towns have become ghosts with only a few families.

This is also the destiny that all fixed villages in the world of Aian will inevitably usher in.

As long as we experience a natural disaster, all wealth and meaning will disappear, people will also disappear, and even memories will be completely erased, dissipated in the howls of rain and wind.

Seneca, who had escaped a catastrophe, wandered around the abandoned villages and towns. The demonized source energy ability and outstanding survival ability allowed him to live alone, just like the drought that year, but compared to then, he no longer knows this. Where is one's home and whereabouts on the land, even being alive seems meaningless.

After that, a white-haired professor came here.

It was still a heavy rain that day. The old man originally wanted to come here to visit an old man, an old mage who should live in seclusion, but he sighed because of the abandonment of the village.

Seneca vaguely had an impression of the strange old man who would distribute candies, so he took the initiative to show up and took the surprised old man to the tomb of the mage.

The nicks on the tomb are still clear, and the name and life are quite detailed. Seneca saw the tall white-haired professor standing in front of the tombstone, letting the rain soak through his robe and clothing. The old man closed his eyes, but dripping on his cheeks.

He cried loudly for some reason, but his left face was numb, and even the tears could not flow out.

After that, he was adopted by Professor Svetley and became the elder brother of Xiguang Orphanage.

The oldest and most mature Seneca has always been the one who takes care of the children. He has inherited the beauty of his mother and the ability of a father who does not know where he is, whether he is alive or dead. His blood is close to rain and water. , But every heavy rain will remind him of painful memories in the past.

"Brother Seneca, are you smiling?"

But at this moment, the child who could be regarded as a teenager heard a familiar voice.

Seneca raised his head. He saw Loya's clear blue pupils, which were like gems, and the sharp diamond-shaped pupils were characteristic of elves.

But Loya does not have the natural elegance that the elf bloodline should have. He can only see a silly silly air on this little guy's face: "What happy things come to mind? Is it yesterday's steamed meat with rice noodles? There are very few directors. When I was cooking, I didn't expect him to cook so delicious!"

Of course, Loya is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very clever, even too smart. Among all the people in the past, only Loya can fully understand all the knowledge the professor said. He is like a sponge, as long as Svet He can absorb whatever Professor Lei teaches.

But it does not prevent his emotional intelligence from being very naive.

"...Just thinking about eating."

Getting up quite speechlessly, Seneca stretched out her fingers and flicked the head of the white-haired boy, causing the other party to sit on the floor with pain.

He sat cross-legged on his bed, changing clothes angrily and said, "Why do you wake me up? Isn't it time to rest today? It's only seven o'clock in the morning, right?"

"It's the professor who said, find me today, you and Gaza have something to do!"

Grieved aggrievedly holding his forehead, Luo Ya subconsciously imitated his serious tone when talking about the professor's words: "Luo Ya, please run and tell them, come to my room at 8:30. ."

"……Fine."

With a sigh, Seneca got up, who had changed his clothes, and he straightened his hair: "Where is Gaza?"

"……I am here."

Following the sound, a young dragon man with black hair and golden eyes slowly walked out of the shadow of the door.

Seneca couldn't help looking sideways.

Gaza and Loya are always inseparable, which is a good thing. After all, only a child like Gaza who is reticent and precocious can watch Loya.

And the other party's talent is indeed excellent. The professor also said with emotion that he is just a professor of alchemy, and it is difficult for him to realize the extraordinary potential of Gaza.

If Gaza is not a demonized person, he will definitely send him to the door of a certain great knight for orthodox practice.

Yeah, Demonizer.

In this world, the identity of the demonized person itself is the original sin.

No matter where in the earth, the demons are low-class people who are discriminated against by others. They will be rejected by large cities and towns. Even if they enter the mobile city, they can only live in the lower city. They can only do the most basic manual labor. It is not allowed to be a scholar, knight, alchemist, or spellcaster.

Conversely, if scholars, knights, alchemists, and spellcasters become demonized, as long as the strength reaches a certain level, no one will make irresponsible remarks.

It is difficult to tell whether the discriminated against is weak or demonized.

Seneca once hated his identity as a demonized person, but was finally relieved.

What is irresistible should be accepted and confronted.

Especially now, from the hands of Professor Svetley, all the children in the Xiguang Orphanage have received the fire to fight.

The fire of burning embers can curb the symptoms of demonized disease, and even gradually purify the soul, so that the demonized disease will gradually disappear and strengthen the soul's practice.

Seneca still remembered that when he first practised this practice, he fell to the ground in pain and convulsed. He felt that his left cheek and every vein in his body was burning, as if someone was using hot mercury. Fill the eye sockets and then flow all over the body.

Such pain is incredible, but Seneca can persist.

Because, in pain, he felt a kind of relief.

If you say that a demonized person who has been replaced by a demonized disease is destined to die in numbness, then the pain can awaken the already paralyzed heart and regain the sense of being alive.

Flesh, soul, and all filthy impurities are dissipated in the burning soul fire and turned into nourishment. Thanks to this practice, Seneca feels that he has more and more control over his own abilities, and the rocky left eye As a result, the activity gradually recovered.

Maybe in a few months, his eyes will be restored to light.

As for Loya and Gaza, the two have also practiced this practice. In fact, most of the children in the orphanage have already begun the practice of this guidance technique, and most of them have persisted.

As for why I can persist... I can only say that compared with real hunger, it will not cause harm. Compared with hallucinations, it is really easy to deal with illusory pain.

After tidying up his clothes, the three Seneca walked towards the room where the professor was.

"What exactly does the professor want us to do?"

Loya was still the most active one. On the road, he couldn't help but imagine the future: "Could it be that we think that our recent results are very good, so we have to give a little reward? Then I want to eat more sugar..."

"Tooth decay." Gaza said briefly: "You don't have dragon blood. Tooth decay can't regenerate. It's very troublesome."

"Huh?" After being hit, Luoya narrowed his mouth: "Then Gaza, if there is a reward, what do you want?"

"arms."

Still a simple answer, the black-haired dragon boy lowered his eyes, and he calmly said: "Leaving the orphanage, fighting will become frequent. The professor is a person after all, and I want to help the professor."

"The professor will definitely be happy too." Gaza concluded.

Seneca couldn't help nodding slightly.

In his guess, Professor Svetley called out the three best talents of all children this time, certainly not just for reward.

The gap has been widened from all other children. What they need is not the basic education, but further in-depth training and teaching.

The fact is, just as Seneca thought.

When the three children came to Su Zhou's room, what they saw was the white-haired old man with three heavy textbooks at the table.

"come yet."

Sitting behind the table, Su Zhou stretched out his hand and showed the three children the Secret Dharma book flashing in front of him. He motioned: "Come on, everyone chooses one. This is your future textbook."

"Although, I think you can definitely tell at a glance which one is best for you, but the ritual that should be taken should not be omitted."

indeed so.

With just a glance, Seneca's gaze was condensed on the secret book with a blue cover.

[Mingyuan Dharma]

The young man didn't understand the words of the alien world, but the mighty true meaning rushed in and poured into his mind.

The thick water attribute source energy is like a heavy rain concentrated in a book. The mere existence of it brings endless damp wind, roaring thunder, and the roar of the sea tide poured into him the moment he saw the book. In his ears, he seemed to be able to hear the blasting ocean waves in the distance, and smell the smell of moist sea fish and moist soil.

Reaching out tremblingly, Seneca touched the book, and the moment he touched it, he felt the blood in his body begin to vibrate.

Whether it is Medusa or even more, they are monsters with snake elements. Seneca does not know how their power enters the human bloodline, but there is no doubt that the bloodline itself is power and inheritance. , They are memories, they exist, and they know how high the inheritance is for them, that is enough to make all dragon and snake bloodlines return to their origins and turn them into the original mystery of true dragons and ancient snakes.

However, it was not the impetus of the blood that made Seneca grip the book tightly.

It was Seneca's own will that made him crave this book.

Heavy rain, a heavy rain, wet water vapor began to linger on the boy's side, making his skin moist and dripping water on his long hair.

Scenes of terrible memories flooded my heart, the death of my mother, the calm summary, the disappearing father, the memory of struggling to survive in the wilderness, all came to my mind.

However, Seneca held the book tighter.

Yes.

It is never rain that he hates, but he who has no power and can only sit and watch everything happen.

Holding the teaching materials, Seneca silently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He bowed deeply to Su Zhou.

"Thank you, thank you, professor..."

He took a deep breath, calming down his choking tone--because of his age and knowledge, he knew the book and the meaning of this heritage better than all the children in the orphanage.

That's gratitude that can't be explained in words, and it's definitely not a kindness that can be explained by thanks.

Recreation?Too simple...

He gave him a whole new future and possibility!

"Preaching, teaching karma, solving puzzles."

In this regard, the white-haired man said calmly: "Since you call me a professor respectfully, then this is what I should do. You have excellent talents and you should learn some better textbooks. If other children are where you are now, I will also design the available guidance techniques separately."

"Don't thank you, practice hard, this is the greatest respect for knowledge and power."

Looking at Seneca, Gaza, and Loya in front of him, Su Zhou was quite satisfied with these three children.

Although his actual age is limited to seven or eight years older than Seneca, who would call him a very old body now?

This time, letting the three of them come over to take the inheritance was actually a way for Su Zhou to share his joy within a week.

Seneca's "Ming Jian Zheng Fa" is exactly what Su Zhou arranges the Ming Hua Long Jue, his own immortal blood, and some sacred geometry practices. The new practice is a part of Su Zhou's own fundamental practice. .

And Gaza’s "Zhen E Dharma Body" and Loya’s "Wanyan True Dharma" are the combination of Demon Devourer, Sacred Geometry, Great Zhou Tianlan Seed, as well as Divine Wood Body and Immortal Body. .

Seneca is mature and stable, but deep in his heart, he feels inferior and weak. What he needs is an opportunity, like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, a dragon and a snake shed its skin, to undergo a complete transformation, so as to become stronger.

Gaza had a calm and precocious personality, a stubborn attitude, and a sense of justice, protecting the weak, then given him the power to face evil, the child would make his own choice and follow his own path.

Loya has a kind and gentle personality, innocent and pure in his words and deeds, but he is also quite free from chaos, so he needs the mood of Shenmu to stabilize him, and let him not kill himself when he is practicing, as long as he does not die, There will be a day of accomplishment.

These were Su Zhou's fundamental cultivation methods, and after reorganizing, he revised the Great Heavenly Sovereign level and even the Heavenly Emperor level methods.

Being a teacher and a professor is a reorganization of what you have learned.

These days of teaching these children in the Xiguang Orphanage have also made Su Zhou from beginning to end, starting from ordinary people who don’t understand anything, re-experienced the practice again, understood the process of ordinary people’s practice, and reorganized it again. All the details that I ignored because of my talent.

When Gaza, Loya, and Seneca, because of his teachings, stabilized the cultivation of the Soul Condensation Stage, and began to move towards Linghui, Su Zhou also roughly integrated his various supernatural powers and authority into one. The ministries are going to make further new Dharma, to prepare for further consolidation.

In order to thank them, and also to allow these three children to practice with the best foundation, Su Zhou took out his achievements and presented them to Seneca and others.

Everyone has a practice method that suits them best, carrying the derivation of Su and Zhou's path.

After doing all this, Su Zhou suddenly felt that the progress of his revolving immortal law and the sacred wood structure in his body suddenly had a sublimation and strengthening, which made him understand.

"Is this the original intent of the tree of the avenue that'continuation is correct'... That's how it is, to share one's own'dao fruit' with other people, and then let them bear new fruits, this is also the derivation and existence of Tao The meaning of..."

"The tree of the avenue and the tree of the world are indeed great existences that complement each other."

He couldn't help sighing.

At this moment, the three children got the inheritance, naturally excited.

After they calmed down, the man smiled and nodded.

"The name of the orphanage doesn't really suit us anymore-you are no longer orphans who need other people to take care of, but soldiers who are undergoing training and scholars who are learning."

Leaning back on the chair and staring at the students in front of him, Su Zhou calmly said: "You are no longer weak, and you will begin to grasp your own destiny and meaning."

"So, I think the Xiguang Orphanage should be renamed. We are now a brand new organization that aims to bring hope and light to this land."

"Then, what should I change to?" Luoya's character is quite talented, he asked curiously, and Su Zhou nodded in satisfaction: "Good question! I don't think other places need to be changed, just the orphans. Just change the courtyard."

"Since then, we have been called Xiguang Association."