Outside Liangzhu City, Venerable Long held a sutra made of Bodhi leaves, shaking his head and reciting silently.
On the cyan Bodhi leaf, the thin golden handwriting emitted wisps of light, and every time the Dragon Venerable read the benefits, a ray of golden light would fly up from the page, turning into a small dragon several inches long circling and flying around his fingers.
There were already hundreds of such golden dragons flying around the Dragon Venerable's hands, and a trace of strong dragon power continued to spread from these little dragons, and Emperor Shi Jin, who was standing beside the Dragon Venerable, was extremely envious and extremely respectful as he looked at the Dragon Venerable's hands that were carved from gold without the slightest flaw, and his eyes were full of longing and enthusiasm.
A ray of golden light flew from the direction of Liangzhu City, and Venerable Long suddenly raised his head, and his right hand brought a faint golden glow in front of the golden light.
With a crisp snap, golden light bloomed at the fingertips of the Dragon Venerable, a basin-sized golden lotus flower slowly rotated, and the sound of a brahman floated out of the golden lotus.
"Success, the four masters quickly enter the city, and we must not let one go" Bharata's voice was full of pride and reserve.
"Such a sky-high merit in your hands" Venerable Long jumped up, his upright and rigid face was like thawing spring ice, and suddenly burst into an incomparably bright smile: "Haha, all the disciples will enter the city with this seat and capture all the evil ghosts of the alien race in the city, but there are those who resist, and there is no mercy for killing."
Taking a deep breath, Venerable Dragon shouted: "This achievement, we have immeasurable merits, we should be able to practice the Tao diligently, and be blessed by the luck of heaven and earth, and cultivate in the future, it will also be a thousand miles a day, and from then on we will live forever and be free, and the bliss will be endless."
With a wave of his big hand, the Dragon Venerable took out a bowl in his left hand, carried a Zen staff in his right hand, and strode to the top of the flying dragon mount he was carrying.
The flying dragon, which was dozing on the boulder, raised its head to the sky and let out a free drink, struggling to the sky, and flew towards Liangzhu City with the Dragon Venerable on all four legs.
Emperor Shi Jin also took a deep breath, he looked at his hands and muttered, "The matter has come to this, there is no reason to turn back."
I chose the right path, and there was nothing wrong with that.
The Emperor Shak family has already decayed, and only by refining the boundless sins of the Emperor Shak family in the fire of the red lotus karma can the Emperor Shak family be reborn.
I, Emperor Sumire, will be the ancestor of the new Emperor Family, which will be 100 times more powerful and 10,000 times stronger in the future."
With a loud roar in the sky, Emperor Shakin pulled out his sword and pointed at Liangzhu, and with a flick of his left hand, a flagpole several feet high appeared in his hand.
With a hula sound, a blue lotus magic flag made of brocade was waved in the wind, and Emperor Shi Jin struggled to raise the big flag, striding closely with the Dragon Venerable towards Liangzhu City.
With a loud roar, from the Fangs Basin, hundreds of millions of Terran warriors spread their legs and lined up in a neat line, like a copper wall and iron walls, striding towards Liangzhu.
Wearing heavy armor and holding sharp knives, countless Terran warriors who had originally become mining slaves breathed fire in their eyes, whispered prayers in their mouths, stomped on the ground with all their strength, and approached Liangzhu with a heavy breath.
They used all their strength, the earth shook the mountains, the earth roared, and the sound of huge footsteps shook the heavens and the earth, frightening countless birds and beasts from far and near to flee in confusion.
These Terran warriors, some of whom had just been sent to the Fangs Basin by the alien slave hunters in recent years, roared loudly with boiling blood, like a boiling torrent, and couldn't wait to rush into Liangzhu to take revenge and vent for the sins they had suffered over the years.
And many more Terran warriors, who have survived for generations, dozens, or even hundreds of generations in the mines of the Fangs Basin.
Their ancestors were captured by aliens and sent to the Fangs Basin, and they never left.
Before today, these people who have been slaves and servants for generations have never seen green mountains and green waters, never seen blue skies and white clouds, and they have never seen the ancestral land of their own clan, and they have not gone to their clan's temple to worship their ancestors for many years.
In the dark, damp, cold mines, these human races, who have been slaves for generations, struggling to survive like maggots, remember what their ancestors have passed down from generation to generation: they are Terrans, they have their own surnames, where their ancestors once lived They remember the last words left by their fathers and ancestors, they are human beings, their ancestors once lived in the incomparably beautiful green mountains and green waters, and their ancestors once walked with their heads held high under the blue sky and white clouds.
No matter when, no matter how many generations it has been inherited, once you have the opportunity to leave the Fangfang Basin, you must rush out and return to your homeland.
Many of these Terran warriors who have been thriving in the caves of the Fangs Basin for generations, dozens, or even hundreds of generations have rough clay jars wrapped around their waists.
These clay jars, of various sizes, were filled with the ashes left behind by their ancestors.
The conditions in the caves of the Fangfang Basin were so poor that they could not afford to let each of their ancestors enjoy a separate clay pot.
These clay pots are mixed with the ashes of their ancestors, and the ashes of many ancestors and fathers of fathers, grandfathers, great-grandfathers, and great-grandfathers are mixed in clay pots, and they have to take these ashes back to their ancestral land and bury these ashes in the place where the ancestors have buried their bones for generations.
Even if it is like a fallen leaf, if you have the opportunity, you must bury the remnants in the place where the clan takes root.
This is the humblest, the most tenacious, and the most precious persistence of the Terrans, and it is this insignificant persistence that has led to the current Terrans.
But before that The Terran warriors with clay pots strapped to their waists clenched their weapons in their hands, their nostrils dilated with extreme excitement, panting like angry bulls, before sending their ancestors back to the ancestral land engraved in the depths of their souls, they first went to collect debts from those alien demons.
His ancestors and fathers died like maggots in the dark, dark and damp caves, why could these alien demons enjoy boundless luxury in such a tall and gorgeous city?
This world is the Pangu world, and the Pangu world is the world that belongs to the human race The human race died in the mine without dignity, and the alien demons enjoyed themselves to the fullest, and these human warriors did not understand any big reason, they only knew that their ancestors died so aggrieved, then these aliens could no longer live as they wanted Anger rushed from his heart, and then turned into boundless killing intent.
Hundreds of millions of miners floated above their heads a black mist like substance, which was the resentment accumulated by countless miners for generations, and the resentment quickly turned into a red murderous aura, like a big banner echoing over the huge military array.
Dragons, tigers, lions, elephants, the four venerables led such a murderous huge team and rushed into Liangzhu City unstoppably.
To be continued
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