Hidden deep in the imperial court of Buzhou Mountain are the ancient books left by the human race from ancient times.
As the emperor of the human race, King Wen has the right to read these ancient books.
Luck stars This is a vision recorded in ancient books that could be produced by the system of gods and kings built by human luck in the ancient times of the human race and the early Middle Ages.
Luck returns to ancient times At this moment, even though he was the emperor of the human race, and his status in the human race was only lower than that of the human emperor, there was excitement in his heart.
The fate of humanity, which had been silent for one hundred and eight epochs, finally stopped being confused and began to lead the human race forward again.
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It is recorded in the ancient books that the fate system of the human race's titled God Hous and God Kings once shocked the past and present in ancient times, and made the alien races that were hostile to the human race feel like a nightmare.
Even though the human race's cultivation system today is different from that of the medieval times, martial arts cultivation remains the same.
It is a process of transformation of a warrior's life.
Although the cultivation system is different, tracing back to the source, the end point is the same.
The suspended purple stars float on the general worship platform, and the two simple seal characters of Wujiang have restrained divine light, which seems to contain the vicissitudes and greatness of ancient times.
Qingyang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged on the platform of worshiping the generals, was still in a state of silence.
Several days passed like this.
During this period, the purple air in the sky stopped falling, but the majestic will did not leave.
Resonates with him.
The majesty of human destiny is beyond his imagination.
The will of destiny was formed in the dark blood era before ancient times, and stretches from ancient times to the middle ages.
Even if it is not apparent in the one hundred and eight epochs of modern times, it does not mean that it does not exist.
The will of destiny still invisibly envelopes every human race descendant.
It can be said that the destiny of humanity passed down to ancient times is a complete development history of the human race, without even a trace of moisture.
At this moment, he was reading through the secrets of the human race hidden in the fate of humanity.
Unfortunately, it seemed that the will of humanity deliberately concealed the scenes imprinted before the Middle Ages, and he could not understand them at all.
Just the scenes that appeared in recent times were about to burst his spiritual world.
He could only selectively understand it.
After several days of silence, Qingyang Huan opened his eyes.
It can't hold up either.
If you want to be in harmony with your destiny and have insight into the past and present, you also need the support of strong strength.
More than ten breaths later, the vicissitudes and chaos in Qingyang Huan's eyes gradually returned to clarity.
Recalling the scenes he had seen in the past few days, he seemed to be a bystander of the development of the human race, watching the ups and downs of the human race.
Heaven and earth, only by truly understanding one's own ethnic group can one have a sense of identity derived from blood.
The purple star suspended above the head is like a real star, surrounded by wisps of purple energy, gathering into a purple star ring.
The purple light droops like a star pillar and falls on Qingyang Huan's shoulder.
"Okay, don't stand there stupidly, come down."
After a long time, after feeling that Qingyang Huan was completely awake, Tu Longlao spoke up.
"senior."
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan walked down the stage to worship the generals and saw that only Old Tu Long was left in front of him, and King Wen had already left.
"As the human emperor, Dalong is very busy.
Now that human destiny is about to change, he also needs to prepare early.
The inheritance of destiny has undergone a transformation.
Do you feel anything?"
Staring at Qingyang Huan, the old Tu Long asked.
Qingyang Huan paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly after counting his breaths.
To be honest, he really couldn't explain everything he experienced clearly in words.
He could only point to the luck stars suspended in front of him.
"Qi Luck turns into stars.
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This is the inheritance of human luck from ancient times.
Now it appears again in the wilderness of mountains and seas.
You are the first titled God King of the human race in recent times."
On the platform of worshiping the generals, the fifth-level titled divine general transformed into a titled divine king.
Even Qingyang Huan himself could not explain it.
Fortunately, the old man in front of him did not continue to ask.
"Whether it is a titled divine general, a titled divine king, or a destiny battle name, it is all a destiny cultivation system based on the destiny of our human race.
There is no need to dwell on it."
Hearing this, Qingyang Huan nodded.
"Okay, I won't keep you here anymore.
You will be busy next."
"Junior, take your leave."
Then, Qingyang Huan stepped out of the second level of the imperial court and left, but the voice of the old dragon slayer came from behind again.
"Now that you have received the title of nobility from the Emperor, you should work hard and expand the territory for the human race.
Let those clans who cling to the incomplete world see that if they don't catch up, they will only be eliminated by the years.
The human race does not need waste. , and no need for parasites.”
Qingyang Huan paused and stepped forward again.
He understood that the words of the old man behind him seemed to be dissatisfaction with the Xun clan, but they were also addressed to him.
Stepping out of the second level of the imperial court, Qingyang Huan was directly stopped by a flying dragon and heavenly soldier.
He stepped on the two-winged flying dragon and returned to the first level of the imperial court.
"I've met the Imperial Master."
Under the spiritual tree outside the imperial hall, King Wen was still sitting cross-legged under the spiritual tree in an unkempt manner.
"No need to be polite, I have said everything that needs to be said.
You were granted the title of Uncle Hao by the Human Emperor, and your fiefdom is in the Western Wasteland at Haoyuan.
There are many dangers there, and alien races from all over the world are also frequent.
Especially the Jialuo tribe, they must act accordingly.
Be careful."
At this moment, King Wen did not release the slightest breath, just like an old man in his dying years, exhorting his descendants.
"Junior knows."
"As well as your old troops who have returned from Xiaomanghuang Continent, I have asked the elders of Zhenjiang Palace to pick them up from Donghuang.
They will arrive at the ancestral land in a short time.
During this time, you can handle your own personal affairs."
After the words fell, King Wen stretched out his withered hand from his robe, and divine light suddenly intertwined and condensed into a diamond-shaped sign, which he threw toward Qingyang Huan.
"When you go to Haoyuan, I won't let you bring your tribe with your bare hands.
When the time comes to activate this token, I have prepared sufficient resources for you to gain a foothold in Guixu, but it depends on you next.
My own."
After seeing Qingyang Huan take the token, King Wen waved his hand, Qingyang Huan bowed respectfully and left the first level of the imperial court.
Not long after Qingyang Huan left, the void around King Wen trembled slightly, and King Wu's figure appeared, filled with black energy that filled the sky.
"King Wen, why did you call me?"
"Let's go to Wenwangtai.
I need your help to mobilize Wenwangtai and deduce our next step."
After the words fell, the two figures disappeared under the spirit tree.
Under the escort of the flying dragon warriors, Qingyang Huan walked down Buzhou Mountain.
However, just as he jumped off the flying dragon, he spotted a figure in the distance, looking at him with a half-smile.
Apparently, he had been waiting for him for a long time.
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"Senior Uncle Chao."
"No, I'm just a little older.
Now that you have been conferred the title of Uncle Hao by the Emperor, I think you should be considered as equals."
Uncle Chao said.
In fact, in the wilderness of mountains and seas, except for direct relatives within a few generations, or the inheritance of masters, warriors do not pay much attention to seniority.
After all, there are some old monsters who have lived for a long time, and their seniority has long been impossible to obtain. clear.
"I've been waiting for Uncle Hao here for a few days."
As he spoke, Uncle Chao opened his palms, and a little divine light bloomed in his palms.
Then it magnified during his breath, and the divine light shone across the sky and the earth.
This was a warship with a dark golden color throughout.
The ship was imprinted with dense patterns, which stopped in the void, causing ripples in the void space.
As soon as it appeared, it exuded a vicissitudes of energy.
There are many pavilions and pavilions on the ship, and pagodas stand tall, sputtering out streaks of purple lightning from time to time.
"The traveling boats handed down from our ancestors are not worth mentioning.
They are not worth mentioning."
Seeing Qing Yanghuan's eyes falling on the warship, Uncle Chao waved his hands casually and said: "The foot of Buzhou Mountain is not the place to talk.
Let's change places.
Uncle Hao has recently been granted a title, so we knights should also get close to each other."
Be close, don’t look at us all carrying glory, but life is not easy.” " Hearing Uncle Chao's voice, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but feel his teeth itching with hatred.
What a means of transportation was not worth mentioning.
Seeing the complacency deep in the eyes of the old man in front of him, he wanted to punch him.
It’s amazing how long-lasting the inheritance is.
I have to say that it is remarkable that it has been passed down for a long time.
The heritage of these honorary clans that have been passed down for a long time is truly amazing.
The warship in front of him alone was rare even among the kings.
Thinking about the king's ship he took when he went to Xiaomanghuang Continent, it actually belonged to the human race and did not belong to a certain king.
He waved his hand to Qingyang Huan to board the warship.
Looking at the warship flowing with divine glory, Chao Bo's eyes were still filled with pride.
"This ancient ship is called Lingbaozhou.
It is branded with the space formation of the peak of the Desolate Level.
If you have enough crystals to consume it, it will be nothing more than a piece of cake in the Dongxu World for a million miles.
There are also three peak attacks of the Desolate Level on the ship.
The formation, and the attack formation of an ancient lower level, can still hit even if it encounters the destiny king of the seventh heaven. " "Good baby."
Listening to Uncle Chao's narration, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but say aloud.
"Alas, my ancestors have been so kind to me.
I'm sorry to say that we, the noble family, can only survive on this bit of inheritance from our ancestors."
Uncle Chao waved his hands, his eyes sparkling with a hint of shame.
This look made Qingyang Huan curse in his heart.
He would die if he didn't show off.
He hadn't said that he was a descendant of Shaohao or a branch of Taihao.
Of course, the bloodline of the royal family before ancient times has spread all over the human race.
His bloodline is intimidating.
No more people.
"It is indeed a good treasure."
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan asked aloud, but at this time, a purple divine light surged from the distance.
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With a flash of light in his eyes, he spoke out again: "It's just that Qingyang has never been used to riding on a warship, and he always travels by turtle."
"Ah Huan."
As Qing Yanghuan finished speaking, Gui Buxian happened to show up a hundred feet away.
"Little turtle, little turtle, not worth mentioning."
He repeated what Uncle Chao said before.
Uncle Chao's eyes fell on Gui Buxian, and he saw the dense patterns carved on the turtle shell, which seemed to be imprinted with a complete starry sky.
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
After a few breaths, a divine light appeared in his eyes. .
"This is this"
"It's nothing, just a little turtle who claims to be good at divination and fortune-telling all day long."
Well, not worth mentioning
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