Vol 3 Chapter 1071: The purpose of gathering together

On the majestic mountain, Xia Tuo's figure is climbing on the mountain wall, as small as a dust, and the heavy breath of the mountain has already enveloped him.
This feeling is indescribable to the mystery, as if immersed in an inexplicable time and space, originating from the thick and vastness of the mountain, flowing between the palms, at this moment he seems to be integrated with the entire mountain.
Xia Tuo climbed up, the mountains were so majestic that he couldn't see the top, he stepped into the clouds and mist surrounding the mountain.
Hum!
At this moment, the mist was heavy and the world changed. He felt that his mind was inexplicably drawn. Under the heavy and friendly breath, he could not raise the slightest resistance to this kind of pulling breath.
In the clouds and mist, the scene in front of him began to change, and a series of rays of light quickly passed between his eyes, as if time passed by, there were a series of pictures in the light, flashing different figures.
In a daze, Xia Tuo's eyes merged with the fast passing light in front of him, and traced back to the time and space long ago.
The unspeakable majestic mountain top is surrounded by big stars, and the stars are falling and falling, like a guard guarding the giant mountain.
I don't know how many tens of thousands of giant mountains, a stalwart figure stands on it, the whole body is surrounded by purple divine glory, and there are nine purple rhymes behind it.
From a closer look, this figure is a middle-aged man. The breath radiating from his body shakes the sky and the earth, and the sky is affected by the stars, constantly falling through the sky around the mountain.
Around the top of the mountain, there are clouds, ships, and platforms, each shining with divine light, and there are figures on it.
There are spirit tribes full of aura and shining light, human dragons with human dragon heads, three-eyed tribes born with three eyes, and thunder tribes accompanied by wind and thunder.
Although some of these people are different from the human race, some of the aura on their bodies comes from the human race, and some are simply human bodies, but with dragon horns and innate true patterns.
The Spirits and Humans had a group of ancient sages back then. They appreciate the heart of heaven and pursue a detached and unfettered realm. These people search for famous mountains and rivers, dew water in the morning, sleep on the rocks at dusk, and let the wind blow and rain, and they are free and free.
In the pursuit of these sages from generation to generation, their bodies gradually transformed due to their interaction with the heavens and the earth, and some subtle changes occurred from the flesh and blood. After the birth of the descendants, the spirit appeared and gradually transcended the original human race.
Later, this group of people was called the Spirit Race, one of the human blood.
At this time, there were three thousand people in the spirit race, and the aura flashed on each body, sitting cross-legged on a cloud of white clouds, and the aura of the spirit was right.
On the side of the spirit race, there is a group of ethereal figures, like a group of phantoms. They are the phantom race. For some special reasons, their bodies have disappeared and their souls have undergone mutations.
On the other side, there was a group of figures covered with scaly feathers, some of them still retained the appearance of the human race, some of them had changed their appearance, and they could only vaguely see the appearance of the human race from them.
These are the pioneers of the human race, people who dare to try in the pursuit of martial arts and physical transformation.
This attempt of the Human Race can be traced back to the early days of the True Spirit Era. Long ago, it was precisely because of the attempts and resistance of the ancestors of the Human Race that the current Human Race was the protagonist of the Great Wilderness.
Each of these figures is extremely deep, and the leaders exude a breath of detachment, surround the giant mountain, quietly waiting for the stalwart figure on the top of the mountain to make a sound.
Finally, the stalwart figure that was silent on the top of the mountain took action, and the eyes were opened and closed, and the purple divine brilliance drew, pouring down from the sky like a huge waterfall, and enveloped the surroundings.
"Meet the Emperor!"
At this moment, besides Juyue, all the figures were solemn at the same time, bowing toward the towering figure on the top of the mountain.
"Today, my human race establishes the five poles in the sky, the five poles are not Zhoushan Tianzhu, and stabilizes the heaven and the earth in Jingping, starting from my waiting."
On the top of the mountain, the emperor made a sound like Hong Zhong Dalu, the mountains roared, and the mountains trembled, all the auras of the four directions rose away, and the stirring purple light turned into a huge wave and rolled.
"set off!"
The emperor spoke, and the sound of the sound was heard, and purple lotus appeared around the top of the mountain, and an illusory sky appeared on the top of the mountain, overflowing with purple light, and heading towards the top of the sky.
"go with!"
At this moment, the breath around the mountain peak suddenly collided, and countless breaths were intertwined, and all the ways appeared, showing a scene of chaos blending together.
The white clouds, boats, and platforms floating outside the mountain top stood up and set foot on the purple light path. In the purple light, the figure seemed to be in the real and illusory, soaring upwards and reaching the top of the sky.
In this scene, Xia Tuo stood aside, as if he was on the scene. He couldn't help squinting his eyes. In the breath of the vicissitudes of life, he felt the tremor in the depths of his blood.
Countless ancestors of the human race walked into the top of the sky, just like the stone men seen outside, what the result of entering the top of the sky was, he knew what the result would be without guessing.
This kind of sight, even if the ice of thousands of years can warm up, is shocking.
For the road to the sky, these figures did not hesitate, did not retreat. There was a dragon martial artist Longwei, surrounded by clouds and rain, and there were wind, rain and thunder and lightning appearing wherever they passed, and the wind and cloud poured into the purple sky road.
The warriors of the human race are silent, and they are firm all the way.
On the top of the mountain, a big star flickered, and ten thousand ways appeared, shining on this majestic mountain, so that everyone's blood was aroused.
The Emperor watched as the figure disappeared at the end of the purple sky road, his eyes gradually dimmed, and after looking down the square, he also stepped towards the sky road.
The stars swayed, and the divine light of the towering lightning shattered like bubbles dreamily. In a daze, Xia Tuo felt his head sway, and a simple and mottled mountain appeared in front of him again.
Come back!
Xia Tuo let out a long sigh of relief. The scene that he had just fallen into was extremely shocking. All the ancestors of the Human Race were true men, and that era was really a time of yearning.
Together in the same boat, work together to make up for the shortage.
At this moment, he felt regretful that he was not born in that great era.
After a long time, Xia Tuo shook his head slightly. He suddenly discovered that the Emperor Human could not do his job. He had the same heart as the vast starry sky, and had the courage to look down and protect the people.
The realm alone is different. The Emperor looked at the Great Wasteland. He looked at his one-acre three-point land and couldn't look at it. After all, many places in the Great Wasteland had not been beaten down.
The burden of the emperor is too heavy.
Ah~
With a slight sigh, Xia Tuo climbed upwards, and the Patchian Clan appeared. It is very likely that the cracks in the heavens have loopholes again. If you want to repair the loopholes, you need luck.
Where does the power of luck come from?
There is no doubt that Dahuang can accumulate air luck, just a few.
Is it possible that Bu Tian wants to be a peacemaker and let everyone put aside their conflicts and unite?
Xia Tuo thinks this idea is too naive, not to mention others, just to say that he has a lot of thoughts, for example, what should he do if he cooperates with Gu Guoyin outside the domain?
The defensive heart is indispensable, and the minds are not highly unified, so what cooperation is there to talk about.
One way is to fight, not to break or to stand.
Mountain top.
Tsing Yi Muchai, a young girl from the Patchian clan, knelt down on a cyan futon, surrounded by a smooth stone, and nothing else. She closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, with a touch of sadness on her face.
The Patchian clan was passed down in one line and came into being. When there is no awakening, it is just like an ordinary woman. Once awakened, he will slowly gain the inheritance of the patchian clan from the previous generations.
The inheritance of their line is very secret. Anyone who dared to peek was condemned by the heavens. As time passed, no one peeped into the Butian line.
Void trembling slightly, an old man with a white beard in an earthy yellow robe appeared, leaning on a cane, and came to the girl from the Patchian clan.
"Houtu Witch Festival~"
Seeing the person coming, Patchian stood up and greeted slightly.
Old Wu Ji smiled and nodded, and came to sit cross-legged.
After being silent for a while, the Old Witch Ji spoke and said, "The candle dragon vein has disappeared for a long time, maybe it's really gone."
Hearing the sound, Bu Tianshi was startled at first, and then frowned a little deeper.
It is rumored that Nuwa fills up the sky and Suiren's pulse is stable, but there is actually a sentence behind this sentence.
Candle Dragon Town Nether
The candle dragon is a different dragon born between the heaven and the earth, except for the ancestral dragon. Its body is huge. Its eyes can be opened and closed to make the sky and the earth day, and the eyes are closed to make the four poles night.
In the era when the true spirits of heaven and earth were gradually withering, Candle Dragon entered the Nether World and turned into a stable person in the Nether World.
The line of the candle dragon is a group of creatures that guard the candle dragon. After entering the nether world, the candle dragon transforms into the nether world's repair nourishment, leaving only the immortal will and the method of practice.
"The gluttonous heritage is still..."
It was like the words of a dumb riddle that spread among the two people.
"Those people can't be killed, and the spring breeze blows like weeds."
The Houtu Witch Festival sighed, and then said: "Fortunately, their power has declined now, so it is not to be feared."
"The Levee of Thousand Miles was destroyed in an ant nest, and we had to guard against it. The great wasteland was already in chaos. It is when these things are active, I don't know how many slaves will be plundered and how many spirit crystals will be obtained."
The girl from the Patchian clan groaned softly, her eyes turned towards the distance, and she saw a big hand sticking out of the rock on the top of the mountain.
With a snap, Xia Tuo grabbed the stone at the highest point, but he had climbed up. The mountain was too high, and the human race really lacked the ability to build mountains.
"Hmm~"
Standing on the top of the mountain, Xia Tuo looked around, an old man and a young girl appeared in his eyes.
What about the rest?
"The frontier is a great summer." Houtu Witch Festival looked at Xia Tuo, nodded, and said: "Sure enough, it is a person of prosperous luck, and the first person to come up to favor human luck."
Xia Tuo glanced sideways and looked at the old man. He didn't know where the old man came from, but on the top of the mountain, he was still such an old monster.
Arched his hand, Xia Tuo said, "Dare to ask..."
But before Xia Tuo finished speaking, the old man said, "The sky and the earth are unstable and need to be repaired with luck. How does the Xia clan leader do?"
Isn't this nonsense, repair.
For a while, Xia Tuo felt that the old man asked the question very stupid. He was not a fool. The sky was split. Can he still live?
Make up the sky = save yourself, is such a simple account still counted?
I don't want to die, God must make it up.
He didn't understand this, how could he be the clan leader.
I thought so in my heart, but Xia Tuo looked solemn, and then said: "I Daxia would like to use the power of the whole family to make up for the lack of the sky, and step on the road to make up the sky like the emperor. I will die without regrets!"
No matter what, let's put down these pretty words first.
Sure enough, there was a smile on the face of the Patchian girl, and the faint lines on her brows were unfolded.
In contrast, the old man of Hou Tu Wu Ji is much deeper. He has seen a lot of people over the years, and one can tell whether a person is a ghost or a ghost.
Not to mention anything else, these things that Daxia Frontier has done over the years seem to be selfless, but in fact...
The most terrible thing is that the settled people under the Daxia clan are very supportive of the Daxia clan, and you still can't challenge it.
"The Xia clan master does not need to be like this. If there is no crack today, the ground veins are a bit unstable, but they are still within a stable range. It's just that the Great Wilderness has been turbulent, and the life of the human race cannot be stabilized, which has a great impact on the production of the race. A big impact needs to be prevented before it happens."
Bu Tian's voice gave people a feeling of spring breeze, very friendly.
In a word, I missed the true meaning of the gathering of Zhoushan.
"When I just climbed the mountain, the Xia clan leader traced back to the scene of the emperor that established Bu Zhoushan, right? My ancestors of the human race went forward and succeeded in order to protect Jingping from the wilderness."
"The human emperor is immortal, and the ancestors of the human race are forever!"
Xia Tuo also echoed, Lie Ruo Renhuang knew that the Great Wilderness he was desperately protecting for it had become what it is now, and he would definitely jump out of the long river of time and space, holding the Renhuang sword, and behead Beihai East Road from Dahuang South Road. Without taking a breather.
This era is the era of big clans, small clans, like ants, are exploited and enslaved layer by layer.
Similarly, this is another great era. Of course, this is for Xia Tuo. The system is not corrupt, so how can he play.
"Master Xia, I heard that there is a connection between your clan and the slave hall."
Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo looked at the old man with white beard, did this old man have any grudges with him?
Since the old man said so, it couldn't be groundless, it must have caught some evidence.
But what about this?
"Yes."
Then Xia Tuo nodded, then...
Then there was no more.
Waiting for Xia Tuo's explanation of the Houtu Witch Festival~EbookFREE.me~, tilted his head slightly, waited for a while, but didn't hear the following.
Gone?
"Houtu Witch Festival, you have lived in Beihai for a long time and you don't know the situation in the south. Over the years, I have traveled through the great wilderness. Only under the rule of the Daxia tribe, I felt the peace of mind from the people of the human race.
Those people who were arrested by the slave hall, if they were not rescued by the Xia clan leader, weren't sold to other peoples and became slaves, or they were thrown into the mouth of the gluttonous food. "
The Patchian girl spoke, and the old man sighed helplessly.
Friends!
Sure enough, beautiful and kind people are good people.
Xia Tuo glanced at the Patchian girl, and felt that this legendary person really deserves a reputation.
In the future, if you have the opportunity, you have to invite them to have a meal, and get in touch.
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