Chapter 1250 - 725: The Ravages of Banditry, A Grand Beginning!
Establishing the global allocation of resources and mobilization of forces, setting the unified action guidelines for humanity at the brink of survival!
It clearly delineates the priority areas of human activity and defense boundaries, allowing the world to learn from Great Chu, share the Horizon technology, and reform the third-tier city defense system.
It standardizes the priorities and action directions for clearing and suppressing "Demon Nests" worldwide, and formulates guidelines to deal with threats from the "Demon Path".
Vigorously cultivate talent, eliminate internal conflicts among humans, and disallow any force, individual, or ideology from splitting the human whole for personal gain, depleting the precious forces to collectively confront cosmic invasions.
All internal consumption and conflicts must give way to the continuation of survival and civilization!
All these, Zhao Yingchun, under the collective wisdom of many strong individuals and think tanks, has just drafted an introduction.
As the first edition of the Human Alliance’s program, there are many contents waiting for subsequent improvements.
But no matter what, the ultimate goal is to unite the will of all humanity, sweep away all calamities on Blue Star, and lay the foundation for the continuation of civilization!
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Mount Song, Shaolin Temple headquarters.
Before the end of the match, the Scripture Hall was already in a commotion.
Then, exclamations continually spread.
Soon, the news of the Shangjing Phoenix Nest quickly spread across most of the Shaolin Temple, causing an uproar on the mountain even though it was early spring, while the leaves of the Bodhi tree fell like autumn.
The monks who hadn’t watched the live broadcast trembled their pupils in disbelief for the first time upon hearing the news of Liao Huo’s defeat, all faces struck with astonishment and shock.
"Dragon... Dragon Elephant Master actually lost!"
The small monk’s fright nearly overflowed.
"Meng Chuan!"
"Amitabha—do not be rude, call Senior Brother Meng!"
"Indeed... this poor monk feels like dreaming, still dare not believe."
And the manner of Dragon Elephant Master’s defeat was really somewhat unbearable...
Meng Chuan, outside the mountain gate hall, was beaten into a bloody mess by Liao Huo with three punches. How long ago was that?
Today, he has completely returned the favor!
It’s truly exaggerated, like a dream illusion, unbelievable!
After lamenting for a long time, a monk regained his senses and loudly said:
"All fellow disciples, we should view it this way!"
The crowd suddenly awoke, the result of the match between the two had set in stone, how much can be learned from it is what’s important.
"Observe! Which fellow disciple can use the smart brain here? Replay it, this poor monk wants to watch again and study, learn deeply and understand thoroughly!"
Eastern Lounge, Shaolin External Affairs Hall.
Two disciples walked in following the previous instructions from the "Abbey Supervisor" Venerable Shi, reporting immediately after the match ended.
"...Venerable Elder Shi, these are the details."
The disciple conveying the message recounted the match scenes just viewed, the shock hidden in his pupils still hard to conceal.
Senior Brother Meng is really too strong!
A while later, knowing the match result, Venerable Shi nodded slightly, telling the two disciples to leave.
When only he remained in the hall, he couldn’t help but grip his robe corner and sighed:
"What that lad said when leaving the mountain that day, truly wasn’t bragging!"
He sighed alone, then felt relieved.
To be the only person Senior Brother Ding Guang favored as a disciple in over two hundred years, it should be like this!
Do you know who Senior Brother Ding Guang’s last disciple was?
It was Abbot Xuanmou, nearly the first person in the world since Zhao Linyuan ’ascended’!
Meanwhile, at the Dharma Cave.
Young-looking Ding Guang manipulated the newly bought phone in hand, watched through the entire match of his disciple.
His mouth corners nearly reached his ears, becoming as exaggerated as when he first met Meng Chuan...
The mood was at its peak, this was great joy!
Ding Guang was very pleased with Meng Chuan’s performance.
The disciple he favored, how could he be mediocre?
Unfortunately, there was no one to share the joy, Ding Guang felt quite self-satisfied at the moment, deeply immersed in an expression of gratification.
He’s quite skilled at using the phone now, easily replaying the match, seeing far more of Meng Chuan’s techniques than others, muttered and reviewing:
"Seems like what the old monk talked about that day regarding cells, indeed had some use for him, significant bodily changes ah...
As for the Ten Thousand Generations of Life and Death Scripture..."
Ding Guang’s mouth corners slowly closed, his expression turned contemplative.
Instantly, a decision was made:
"No rush, my disciple is still young, cultivating the Ten Thousand Generations of Life and Death Scripture... Not easy!"
Some Divine Techniques are not more beneficial or allow an earlier advantage from early cultivation.
Understanding life and death, to enter Life and Death.
Must undergo time sedimentation, witness the cycles of rise and fall.
Those still young, with unstable hearts and lack of experience, strong cultivation may backfire on the Heart Spirit from Life’s desolate meaning, or losing the original self by indulging in liveliness, damaging the foundation.
Just physique and cultivation are not enough.
Only sedimentation... or adequately profound experiences, can grasp balance amidst life and death cycles, realizing new life in silence, Entering the Dao of Life and Death.
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Shangjing, that night.
After Meng Chuan’s match ended, he didn’t become excessively arrogant.
Just like the old times, in the room he stood motionlessly while reviewing the gains and losses of the battle with Liao Huo.
Yet at this moment, coincidentally received a message from Master Baibao, inviting him to dinner.
"Master Baibao is actually in Shangjing too..."
The antique archway primarily featured vegetarian feasts.
Artificially cultivated First Grade natural treasures, after cooking, the flavor surpasses all fish, meat, and eggs.
Lake-side villa, an upper room.
Baibao dressed in casual clothes, sat across from Meng Chuan.
The two gray eyebrows curved, evidently pleased with Meng Chuan’s brave performance today.
"Master, when did you come to Shangjing?"
Meng Chuan asked in surprise.
To unexpectedly meet Master Baibao here and now, he was indeed taken aback, concurrently feeling the joy of reuniting with his teacher in a distant place.
Baibao curved an eyebrow, smiled and said: