Pocket Hunting Dimension

Chapter 447: Protecting the Roots of My Nation, Uplifting the Power of My Nation

Dawn Galaxy, Dormitory Area.

Ye Curtain Six gathered and waited for the live broadcast.

People's eyes are a little complicated.

Just six months ago, we fought side by side on the battlefield of the Charles galaxy, and it turned out that in just six months, Lu Ze and Lin Ling had become sons.

This gap is too big.

Not just them, but Lu Ze High School's class director Li Liang, classmates, even the headmaster, even Margaret, Li Qingyun, Elton, etc. are watching live.

Everyone's mood is extremely complex.

They looked at Lu Ze step by step, and when they thought they were even stronger than Lu Ze, they felt a heart twitch.

What kind of monster is this?

Why so horrible?!

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Nearly nine o'clock, Lu Ze and Lin Ling were bathed and dressed. They changed their plain robes to worship the spiritual spirit of Ying Ling Palace.

Walking out of that modest building, the head of the guard army waiting outside said, “Let's take you to the Palace of the Spirit. ”

Lu Ze and Lin Ling glanced at each other and then Lu Ze nodded slightly: "Well, trouble. ”

Mom, you're so nervous!

Lu Ze felt a little panicked.

Following the guards, Lu Ze and Lin Ling moved in the direction of Ying Ling Palace.

Soon they approached the Palace of the Spirit.

There is a huge ice-crystal square more than a dozen kilometres in front of the immense Palace of the Spirit.

After passing through the square, there are about hundreds of ice-crystal ladders, and walking up the ladder is the gateway to the Spirit Palace.

Twenty-four people in plain white robes are standing in two squares above the square.

They are not young. At this moment, they look serious and elaborate. They stand quietly in front of the Palace of the Spirit and do not speak.

They are members of the Federal Parliament, strong contributors to the Federation.

And on the steps of the Palace of the Spirit, there is a pale pale shadow disc with white hair sitting on its knees in front of the Gate of the Palace of the Spirit.

Outside the square, the guards stopped and laughed at Landing Ze and Lin Ling: “Go on, go up the stairs and go to the Gate of the Palace of the Spirit, the Rin Winter Saints are waiting for you. ”

Lu Ze and Lin Ling nodded slightly and stepped onto the square.

The slight footsteps made those 24 Federation MPs look at Lu Ze and Lin Ling simultaneously, while the old figure sitting on his knees in front of Ying Ling Palace slowly opened his eyes.

His icy blue eyes were clear and waveless, and he looked quietly at Lu Ze and Lin Ling.

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“Here we go! ”

Looking forward to the son's partition ceremony, federal citizens and Lu Guan, among others, were shocked when they saw live footage in the light screen.

Sir, the sealing ceremony has begun!

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Above the huge Ice Crystal Square, Lu Ze and Lin Ling walked quietly in their slender shadows in plain white robes.

Every step they take, a picture appears in their minds.

Like the ice sculptures of the City of England, there are images of federalist warfare, images of the destruction of ethnic planets, and images of the destruction of other civilizations.

Blood and fire bloom in a deep universe, there is no right or wrong in the war among civilizations, and all races are for survival and development.

Naturally, so is the human race.

Lu Ze and Lin Ling walked quietly and watched the history of the Federation.

From the civil war that began when we first entered the interplanetary age, to the scourge of extermination, to solidarity, people went through one ordeal after another and developed to this point.

When Lu Ze and Lin Ling walked through the square, walked up the ice cream ladder, and came to the same old Rin Winter saints as Grandpa Nangong, the images in their minds disappeared.

Lu Ze and Lin Ling woke up and found themselves standing in front of the Rin Winter Saints, still somewhat obsessed.

Looking at the history of the Federation was too fascinating, and the results were completely unnoticed.

The Rin Winter Saint has stood up at this moment. His icy blue eyes looked at Lu Ze and Lin Ling, and the crisp voice rang out: “See? Our people's past? ”

Lu Ze and Lin Ling nodded slightly: “Hmm. ”

Rin Winter Saint looked silently at Lu Ze and Lin Ling, eventually slowly turning around. The door to the original closed Ying Ling Palace slowly opened as Rin Winter Saint turned around, revealing an ice statue inside.

The gates of the Yingling Palace are hundreds of meters wide, and Lu Ze and Lin Ling looked at the palace.

The temple is extremely empty, with thousands of five-meter tall and neatly arranged ice crystal statues.

Below the statue is an inscription about the figure.

Lu Ze looked at the inscriptions of the eight statues headed by him.

These eight statues, five male and three female.

Lu Ze looked at the face of the statue and always thought that one of them looked like a female alcoholic.

He couldn't bear to read the inscription:

“The Phoenix saint, Moyunxi, burned himself in the giant tide of worms along the border of the Federation's Void Space Defense Line in 1264, and was home to three galactic-class worms. ”

Bug tide?

Lu Ze's eyes flashed slightly.

Has the Federation ever experienced such a horrible tide of worms?

A galactic powerhouse pulled three galactic worm families together, and this Tianfeng saint was obviously extremely powerful.

Lu Ze looked at her face and guessed how similar it was to that of a drunk. This is probably the ancestor of a drunk?

You're not Nangong's wife, are you?

Lu Ze thought for a moment and found that it might be really possible.

Have a chance to ask the drunkard.

Lu Ze stopped thinking and turned to the other statues.

“Wind Thunder Saint, Jeremy Hopper, died in 1423 in a battle against the powerful galaxies that surrounded the Federation through natural wormholes. ”

Wind Thunder Saint?

The wings of his own wind and thunder are his magic, right?

He's half his master, isn't he?

Is it because of the natural wormholes that came to the strong?

Lu Ze seems to have heard the female alcoholic say before.

Lu Ze looked at the other side again.

“Lin Heng, a rhino saint, died outside the galaxy. ”

Lu Ze: "…”

This is Lin Lao, right?!

Lu Ze looked at the statue of the spiritual saint and felt a wide pain in his brain.

I wonder if Lin Lao is watching live?

If you're watching, don't you know how this guy reacts?

And Lin Ling, don't know how she would react if she saw his tombstone while his great-grandfather was still alive?

Lu Ze looked at Lin Ling and found that she also looked at the statue with some obsession.

Obviously I didn't expect to see the statue of my old man here.

None of the inscriptions under the eight saint statues describe the achievements of the saint, just when and how the saint died.

Lu Ze looked at the statues and was in a very complex mood.

The saints died for the Federation.

At this time, the Rin Winter Saint on one side said, “Worship the Spirit! ”

“Worship first, Ying Ling! ”

After the words of the Rin Winter Saints, the federal senators who were watching over the square likewise spoke.

Everyone bowed three times to the statue of the Spirit Palace, although Lu Ze and Lin Ling had not experienced it, but the Rin Winter Saints on one side acted as role models, they just had to follow.

After the worship of the Spirit, Rin Winter Saints turned to Lu Ze and Lin Ling and said with a distant voice: “The first strength has passed away, they are the Federation's past, precisely because of them, our people can stand at the top of the galaxy, our people can be strong. ”

He said, looking at Lu Ze and Lin Ling: "But now and in the future, you have it. ”

“Lu Ze, Lin Ling, would you like to be my people's sons? When training is successful, protect the roots of my people and enhance the power of my people? ”

“In my life, not against my people? ”

The voice of the Rin Winter Saints is clear and dignified, spread throughout the square and throughout the Federation on live broadcasts.

Countless people in the Federation look at the two slim figures standing in front of the Palace of the Spirit and await their answers.

Jiang Lanxing, Lu Ze's home.

Lu and Alice held hands together and looked straight at Lu Ze in the light, with a deep and complex light in their eyes.

Lu Wen and Fu Shuya looked at Lu Ze on one side, their eyes were complicated, they were proud and they were worried.

Don't be such a good boy.

It is both glory and responsibility.

Merlin and May Red Lotus looked at the light screen with a few distant memories in their eyes.

Wasn't that what they came here for?

Jin Yaoxing, the old man of Nangong sits in the cabin, looking at the scene in the light, his eyes are far and deep.

Jing Pingxing, Lin Lao sits on the couch of the office, and also looks at the light screen with complicated eyes.

Ling Ling, you've finally grown up...

On one of the Federation's borders, in a huge defensive star building, an angry old man sat in his office, looking at the light screen and gazing.

Across the Federation, Ye Curtain et al., Margaret et al., Xu Yang et al., Li Liang et al., etc., countless people in the Federation are watching the light curtain, the atmosphere is quiet, waiting for Landing Ze and Lin Ling to answer.

The words of the Rin Winter Saint fell, and Lu Ze and Lin Ling spoke seriously: “I will! ”

I would like these three simple words to mean that Landing Ze and Lin Ling will bear the future of the people.

The road is unserviceable, and everyone weighs in.

Lu Ze and Lin Ling's voice had just fallen, and the Rin Winter Saint said, “Feng, Lu Ze and Lin Ling are my sons! ”

The federal senator in the square looked at Lu Ze, and his voice sank a little low: “Look at Lu Ze and Lin Ling's cultivation. Remember today's vow, not to lose heart, protect my people! ”

The Federation, which had been quiet because of waiting, boiled down at this moment.

“With Lu Ze and Lin Ling, my people will definitely get stronger! ”

“Do not lose heart, protect my people! The power of my people! ”

“ …… ”

Huaxia City, in suite.

Nangong Jing, Autumn Moon and Yarn and Yarn are sitting on the couch watching the light screen.

Nangong Jing and Autumn Moon and Yarn looked at the two people in the light screen and looked softly.

Nangong smiled and took out tonnes of alcohol to fill a bottle directly.

The autumn moon and the yarn on one side smiled softly, reaching out and rubbing the rubbing little head.

Looking at the light screen, she blinked her eyes and asked curiously: "Why is the whole Federation so excited after Jing Sister, and Sae Sister, Lu Ze and Ling Sister became sons? ”

She is a star-rated strongman who can be perceived by the entire galaxy if she wishes.

Of course she was curious why so many people were so excited.

Nangong Jing and Autumn Moon and Yan froze slightly. Then Nangong Jing rubbed his rubbing little round face with a smile and said, “Probably because everyone wants the Federation to be stronger and everyone's life to be better? ”

Nodded somewhat incomprehensibly: "Oh. ”

Just at the time of the rave, the Rin Winter Saint in front of the Palace of the Spirit once again said: "The Feng Son is finished, and there is one more thing of great importance. ”

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[I have to work overtime tonight... just two more ~ o (╥ ╥) o]