Chapter 742: Can't choose

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read2();　　Everyone in the world says that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the world.
Zhao Yu and Sima Annan on the Phoenix Terrace of the White Emperor Palace are very aware of this. They both know that there may be many unknown secrets outside the seemingly vast land of China at this time, and Not only at this time, even in the ancient China, the area is countless times larger than it is now.
　　"In the ancient times, there were thousands of races, and the human race was weak, but as a pioneer of the human race, after mastering the cultivation of other races, the era of the human race gradually came.
"The most chaotic era belonged to the era of sects and rivers and lakes, but when the entire civilization has developed to a certain extent, there will be commonalities. Therefore, after experiencing untold hardships, the first dynasty of the human race came into being. Perhaps no one knows his name at this time, but it has opened up the game between temples and rivers and lakes for countless years.
"The historical trend of the entire human race is that the long time must be divided, and the long time must be combined. When the chaos comes, the rivers and lakes have the upper hand, all kinds of spiritual arrogances come together, and the legends of the monks that are the best in the world are endless. And when the peace is flourishing, then It is the temple that governs the world, which is a different situation."
On the Phoenix Terrace, Sima Annan’s clear voice surrounded him, and then he gently shook the folding fan in his hand, leaned his whole body backwards, and lay flat on the lawn in the kingdom, and then put his hands back and rested, and continued Speaking gently:
"Your Majesty, I have never understood before. Murong, who was originally in peace and did not participate in world affairs, and why he wanted to make the sharpest sword on the rivers and lakes, you must know that when we returned to Beijing from Jiangling City, we met in a wide area city. In the early autumn of Yun Yu, he also borrowed His Majesty's sword, which is extremely obvious goodwill."
"[笔趣岛www.biqudao.xyz] The sword that Murong struck from the Wanjian Mountain at the beginning has consumed the accumulation of its Wanjian Pavilion for a hundred years. I will not forget it, so I gave it Wan Jiange and Muronghe made a full choice, and Muronghe's battle post, although I understand it, I am still surprised."
　　 In Zhao Yu's words, although still calm and unwavering, but with almost suffocating pressure, Sima Annan stood upright, turned his head, looked at the young emperor’s unrelenting face, and continued to speak:
　　 "Your Majesty, after listening to your appellation-related words, I suddenly felt in my heart. Perhaps I vaguely knew Murong and the reason for doing this."
　　 "It's okay for you to say it, sell less!"
　　Zhao Yu glanced at Sima Annan, and said anger, then the latter smiled confidently and continued to speak:
"Your Majesty, I used to say that talents are made in troubled times, and whenever the situation is chaotic and when the human race is in crisis, there will always be arrogances that are difficult to encounter in the peaceful and heyday. The reason is that the times create heroes, and the second, It is also related to this world."
　　 When Sima Annan said the last sentence, he specifically lowered the volume, gently raised his hand, pointed upward towards the sky, and then continued to speak in a low voice:
"I might as well assume that in this world, the number of sages in the birth and death realm of the palm boundary is actually limited. In the chaotic world, when the laws are chaotic, the sages will increase accordingly, and finally remain. The strongest one will end the chaos and start a new era of peace and prosperity. At the same time, this world is fair, and the purpose of heaven is for stability and continuity, but in the age of balance, the existence of saints is not a good thing.
"Your Majesty, Da Xia at this time, but there has never been a peaceful prosperity in human history. Therefore, in other words, this world does not want a sect saint. This is also so difficult to become a saint. One of the reasons why a true saint was born."
　　 Zhao Yu heard the words, a little thoughtful color appeared on his face without anger, and then he responded:
　　 "So this Murong and this post to me is related to the opportunity of sanctification?"
　　 "That's right."
　　 Sima Annan nodded, his expression returned to solemnity, and his clear voice continued to fade out:
"The Jianghu and the temple, Muronghe must choose one side, and since ancient times, the temple army has used knives, spears, and halberds as sharp weapons to fight in all directions, and the Jianghu sect monks, especially the Gwangju monks, generally use swords. This Wanjian Pavilion and the entire kendo Inheritance, naturally belongs to the arena, Murong He has no choice. If he wants to become a true swordsman, he must become the last and sharpest sword in the arena. This is both momentum and luck!"
　　 Sima Annan's words basically stated Murong He's situation, and then the two fell into silence. After a long time, the faint divine voice sounded from within the silver kingdom:
　　 "Under this avenue, all mediocre people are disturbing themselves!"
As time continues to pass, under the sunshine of Shenjing City, the silver kingdom above the Phoenix Terrace is more and more eye-catching. Not only in the White Emperor’s Palace, but even the citizens in the middle of Shenjing City can clearly see To the silver mist under the white clouds in the sky.
The main island of the small world of the floating island, outside the small wooden house in the Radiant Army station, the taboos of the Radiant Army and the Night Dire Division sit cross-legged on the lawn outside the house, closing their eyes and gaining momentum, and the endless aura of taboos burst into the sky The start, so that everyone in the entire small world can clearly sense the contrarian weather that belongs to the Super Grade One Taboo.
In fact, with the rapid development of Daxia, the overall power in this small world of floating islands has completely exceeded anyone's imagination. It is not an exaggeration to say that if Zhao Yu brought this small world at this time, he would directly descend to Gwangju Wan. Jianshan, the Wanjian Pavilion with tens of thousands of disciples, can be completely erased in a very short time.
　　 This is a formed, all-round tactical strike force with a lethal ability!
There is no sun and moon alternation in the small world, so the feeling of time passing is not obvious. I don't know how long it took, the silence outside the Radiant Army station was broken by a steady sound of footsteps, and then everyone opened their eyes gently. Sima Annan, who had left before, appeared again not far away with the girl in green, and approached unhurriedly.
　　 Then Sima Annan stood in front of the crowd, gently took out something from his arms with his right hand, and said at the same time:
　　 "Everyone, I brought a good thing from your majesty."
After 　　 finished his words, his right hand pushed forward, and a small altar shrouded in silver light floated directly forward, and then hovered in the air, directly attracting everyone's eyes.
　　 Quiet, warm, and vital spatial transmission aura clearly appeared in the induction of taboos.
　　 After a few breaths, Sima Annan’s clear voice continued to spread out:
　　 "This object is called the altar, and it has the same function as the stone tower, but this thing is much cheaper than the stone tower. You know what I mean?"
　　 If Murong He is the sharpest sword on the rivers and lakes, then the hidden power in the entire small world is this great summer temple, the strongest and strongest gun.
　　 At this time, this gun, after owning the altar, is truly powerful and invincible!