Chapter 2: Change fate

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read2();　　 A group of cavalry stood quietly in the heavy rain, plus a total of 50 horses as the leader, and 49 horses are called a standard, and it is one of the basic combat units of the Youwing Army. .
Feeling wave after wave of huge coercion in the air, looking at the earth-shaking vision in the distance, all the riders looked shocked, the leader of the generals had a firm face, pressed his lips and remained silent, but his age was not Mo is in his early twenties. The majestic rain fell on his side but it was automatically evaporated into water vapor and dissipated. It was very strange. A general behind him came forward and asked, "My lord, the place ahead should be where your Highness lives. , It happens that there is such a vision, and now I am waiting for the connection with heaven and earth to be severed, how should I act?"
"It's okay, the saint is born, the law is inverted, the vitality of the world within a hundred miles has been drawn away, it should be the master, take care of the winged beast, don't panic, just wait here." After hearing this, everyone was shocked. The war in Xinjiang continued, the military and sects were flourishing, and the Confucianism was declining. Now that the master has gained the Tao and sanctified, where will this tide of the world go?
　　 Just as everyone was thinking about it, the vision in front of them was changing, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth was slowly injected downwards in a whirlpool, and the milky white light beams almost condensed into substance. But it dissipated in an instant, the rain filled the space again, and everyone restored the connection with the world, and there was an unreal feeling in their hearts, as if everything just never happened.
The little gentleman in the center of the vortex felt endless vitality pouring in from the top of his head, squirming wildly in his body, shattering the body that was originally like a sieve and leaking everywhere, but there was a huge vitality to protect it. After the sea of ​​consciousness, heart veins and acupuncture points were broken, his body began to reorganize and regenerate little by little under the huge vitality. It was a normal and perfect body that he dreamed of, a body that could cultivate Dao!
　　 Several voices sounded in his mind at the same time.
　　 "Detected the infusion of the laws of heaven and earth for the baptism of initiation, and automatically absorbed it."
　　 "The body is being reorganized into a great body, and the success rate of reorganization is 100%."
　　 "Detected that the soul of the terrestrial fairy mirror is dissipating, and automatically absorbs it."
　　 "The ancient ruins system has been turned on 1/2."
　　 But the little Mr. has no time to take care of his own changes. He can't move his body, even with the simple movement of raising his head, but his eyes reveal a suspicion. He wants to ask why!
The old gentleman obviously understood what he meant, and rubbed the little gentleman's head with his palm, his eyes filled with love and guilt, and he said, "Master now speaks these things to you through the world and morality, but it's not true. Forcing you to make a choice, Master can’t help you. This is the only thing Master can do. Now you will be crowned, but your parents have died early, so Master will give you a word and let the word rise! Your Highness He Rising from different winds, soaring for ninety thousand miles! The old lady here wishes that your Highness can soar up in this great avenue of heaven and earth, and be the King of Fuyao above the nine heavens!"
The old gentleman took off the wooden hairpin from his head, and his silver hair gradually turned black behind him. His figure was upright and his complexion was like jade, revealing the handsome appearance of the dreams of countless boudoir girls on both sides of the Jiangling River. In those eyes, the stars are disillusioned and contain everything.
He looked around the humble wooden house. The dragon’s essence did not destroy it. He muttered to himself:
The longer people live and the more places they go, the more they like to go home. I was born here, and now I am Therefore, it is good and good to be able to fall back to the root!" After the words, the whole body turns into a light spot, and the little bit dissipates like fireflies, returning to the main road!
At the same time, there was a strong wind from the outside, red lightning in the sky one after another, the drifting rain was shining like a pouring rain of blood, as if the sky was weeping blood, there was a bell from the world, and it sounded directly in the sea of ​​knowledge of everyone, A total of nine rings, the saint fell, and the death knell tolls for him! All Confucian school desks in Daxia automatically broke a corner, and the Confucian students all faced the east, crawling on the ground, tears streaming down their faces, and even worse, vomiting blood and fainting!
　　 Those who have succeeded in cultivation on the vast land of Shenzhou can feel the sorrow of the world and the hurt of the great road!
　　 For a long time, after everything calmed down, there was only the little man left in the wooden house, lying on his back on the ground, and fell into a coma.
The middle-aged man outside the house loosely opened his left hand on the shoulder of the big bald man, turned around and sighed, and walked away, his back was a little sad, while the big bald man rushed into the house, looking anxious, and found that the little man was not in any serious trouble, so he let go My heart came, holding the little husband and walking out of the door, plunged into the rain.
　　 Daxia, Shenjing, Sitianjian.
Daxia is one of the well-deserved hegemons on the vast land of China. It occupies the most prosperous Central Plains. It is rich and strong. It is the result of the accumulation of countless corpse mountains and blood. When the dynasty set the world, all the forces were The arrogant heads were lowered under the iron hooves of the millions of troops to show their surrender, and Sitianjian was the institution where Daxia monitors all the monks in the world.
Sitianjian, also known as Sitian Tower, stands in the middle of Shenjing. The tower has nine floors and is hollow in the middle. From the lower floor, you can directly see the huge mountain and sea map at the top of the tower. The map is divided into two parts, which are towering into the clouds. The Kunlun Mountains are bounded by the Kunlun Mountains, the Shenzhou vast Daxia 36 Prefecture on the right, and the Shenshan holy lake, which is clearly visible! The rest of the lower left is the Empire of the Sun, but it is shrouded in clouds and fog, and it is blurred.
　　The world is full of people, watching the mountains and seas, looking up between the heaven and the earth!
　　The mountain and sea chart is a great tool of Daxia, which suppresses the luck of dragon veins!
The first floor of Sitian Tower is the office of the ordinary staff of Sitian Supervisor. Just now, on the mountain and sea map representing the Jinzhou area of ​​Great Xia, there is a milky white beam of light rising into the sky, the power of the saint is undoubtedly revealed, such a strong fluctuation of the vitality of the world, It can be called the most recent year, almost comparable to the whole country war in Xijiang fifteen years ago. This situation must be an earth-shattering event. Immediately afterwards, the pillar of vitality disappeared immediately, the death knell rang, and the world was in sorrow. Si Tian Jian looked at each other, not knowing why.
Suddenly an old voice came from the top of the tower: "This is the image of the fallen saint, send this matter to the palace quickly, contact the Jinzhou Sitian Supervisor to find out the situation, and call all the top ten titled commanders in Shenjing. Entering the seventh floor, the rest of you and others continue to pay attention to the border of West Xinjiang. There is a message from the cardinal that the ancestors of Yunxi have disappeared from the Rhine City. They are missing and have to be guarded!"
　　 Right now, there is a ride from Sitianjian straight to the Phoenix Terrace of the White Emperor Palace!
The cabin of the school is still swaying in the heavy rain, and the Youwing Army is still standing at the small intersection, further away, the shop Xiaoer of the roadside teahouse is still dozing off as if never awake, as if nothing has changed, but for the big The Xia Dynasty had no territory for all the forces in the vast land of China, and even for the remote beasts, and the change had just begun.