Chapter 312 Welcome home
The worship platform quickly collected the books in the sea of books, embraced the heaven and earth in its arms, embraced the sun and the moon, and slept forever. The internal storage space was huge, and it contained the huge sea of books.
With millions of gods as generals and hundreds of millions of creatures as soldiers, the general worship platform is naturally not a common thing.
After loading the sea of books, Lin Jiufeng and Miss Hong came out.
They met the descendants of the gods from the third world.
More than ninety descendants of the God Clan gathered here.
They looked at Lin Jiufeng and Miss Hong together with very complicated eyes.
The sea of books they had guarded for 20,000 years was now taken away by Lin Jiufeng.
Although I have convinced myself in my heart that taking Shuhai out is the best choice now.
But when they actually saw Lin Jiufeng walking out with the general worship stand, they still felt very complicated.
Old Man Bailong smiled slightly and said, "I got the book, are you going out?"
Lin Jiufeng nodded, bowed to these descendants of the God Clan, and said sincerely: "Thank you for sacrificing your lives and spending your whole life to suppress the Fairy Goddess of War. I will take the book out and spread it to the world, so that the world will know this period of history. No, You will be buried in the dust of history.”
Lin Jiufeng's behavior made this group of descendants of the God Clan a little embarrassed.
Led by Old Man Bailong, they also bowed to Lin Jiufeng and returned the gift.
"The God Clan and the Immortal Court are at odds with each other. Our ancestors fought bloody battles back then. Now our descendants have not lost their reputation. But in the future, Emperor Jiufeng will still be needed to deal with the Fairy Court Female God of War. We will try our best to delay it for fifty years. ." Old Man Bailong said.
Lin Jiufeng nodded, smiled slightly, the smile was warm and full of power, and said: "I have been protecting the world and the world, and I will do the same in the future."
The people of the God Clan watched Lin Jiufeng leave. They had nothing to say. They were satisfied that Shuhai was taken out and could be promoted.
Lin Jiufeng didn't say anything, everything was kept in silence. If this group of descendants of the gods had other thoughts, they could have left the third world long ago and gone to the first world to shine. After all, they are much more powerful than the immortals.
But they still stick to the unknown third world and suppress the Fairy Goddess of War.
Lin Jiufeng admires this perseverance and dedication.
The only thing he can do is to stop the outbreak of the Fairy Goddess of War fifty years later.
After leaving the third world and standing in the Hengduan Mountains, Lin Jiufeng felt as if he was in another world.
It turns out that the Immortal Court and the God Clan, which he once thought had long been submerged in the dust of history, are actually still there, and there are other worlds outside this world.
The first world is the main world, intact.
The third world was destroyed by the Fairy Goddess of War. Now, only a small part of the area can be stable, and the other parts have turned into chaos.
Lin Jiufeng was glad that she came here and saw with her own eyes the descendants of the Gods and the Fairy Goddess of War who once only existed in legends.
If we don't come here and live in the outside world for fifty years, until the female God of War revives, the harmony that finally ushered in this era will collapse in an instant.
This is absolutely unacceptable to Lin Jiufeng.
Standing in the Hengduan Mountains and looking northwest, we can see the unpredictable climate of the Western Desert, the birthplace of Buddhism.
Lin Jiufeng stared at it carefully. He still remembered that the old man Bailong said that the Western Desert had terrible power, and the Buddhism in the Western Desert was worth visiting.
"I'll go back and put the book down first before going to the West Desert." Lin Jiufeng arranged things.
Take it step by step, some things cannot be rushed.
He still has fifty years left.
These fifty years are neither short nor long, but they are enough for him to do many things.
"Miss Hong, let me take you back to the northwest." Lin Jiufeng said.
Girl Hong has not yet recovered from her injuries, so Lin Jiufeng wants to ensure her safety.
"No, I'm almost healed, and I don't want to go back to the northwest. I want to go somewhere else." Miss Hong shook her head and rejected Lin Jiufeng.
"You can't take action now, so you should go back and raise him." Lin Jiufeng advised.
"Emperor Jiufeng, you have been worried about the Fairy Goddess of War fifty years from now. I am worried too. Next I have to improve myself. We will see you in fifty years." But Miss Hong rejected Lin Jiufeng again, and then brought With a beautiful smile, she turned around and left, very chic.
The graceful figure of the red girl disappeared in front of Lin Jiufeng's eyes. She slowly released her strength without worrying about her injuries.
She is going to understand the experience of the cosmic clock given to her by the old man of the universe, and she will appear again fifty years later.
"This is what Tiandaomen should do!"
"The Fairy Goddess of War sounds domineering. If I defeat you, wouldn't it be even more domineering?" The corner of Hong girl's mouth curled up. She liked this feeling.
After watching Miss Hong leave, Lin Jiufeng gave no more persuasion and went directly back to the headquarters of the Martial Temple of the Yuhua Dynasty.
With the passage of time, the Wumiao base camp has been continuously expanded, and construction has continued to spread to the surrounding areas. Not being satisfied with one mountain range, it has built up a thousand miles around the mountain range.
A large city that was more prosperous, magnificent, and beautiful than the imperial capital was built.
The most outstanding geniuses in the world gather here, and it is also the pinnacle martial arts temple that countless people yearn for.
When Lin Jiufeng came here, he saw countless youthful young people with immature faces, but their cultivation was extremely powerful.
Lin Jiufeng walked in this new city without any surprises. No one who passed by him noticed him.
The Martial Temple now has new mountain chiefs, Zhou Qing and Zuo Muyun. Emperor De also issued an order. They took over the Martial Temple and started a new round of changes.
The rules set by the Martial Arts Temple were no longer practical. After all, the students already had many breakthrough immortals. They had to adapt to the new era and formulate new rules that fit the current situation.
Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing tried their best to do this, convened a large number of immortals, and discussed intensely for a period of time before formulating the new rules and regulations.
The Martial Arts Temple officially opened the stage for immortals to teach.
That is to say, in this peak martial arts temple, the teachers who serve must be immortals.
He is not a fairy, he is called a teaching assistant, which means to help the fairy teacher.
Immortals with names in the Yuhua Dynasty must come to the Martial Temple every six months to teach for half a month.
This is to expand the horizons of Wumiao students.
When Wumiao students are practicing, cultural classes cannot be interrupted to teach the children to love their country, love their family, and love themselves.
Lin Jiufeng originally proposed ideological and moral ethics. He did not want the students taught by the Martial Temple to rebel against the Yuhua Dynasty in the end.
Schools that only teach strength, not ideas, and do not teach morality will definitely harm others and themselves.
Lin Jiufeng walked through the crowd, walked through the heavily guarded gate, walked through the interior of the martial arts temple, and saw Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing.
The two of them are now dressed as scribes, perfectly integrating into their current roles.
After they saw Lin Jiufeng, they looked happy.
"Emperor Jiufeng, why are you here?" Zhou Qing asked curiously.
"I'm here to bring you books." Lin Jiufeng said with a smile.
"Send a book?" Zuo Muyun looked at Lin Jiufeng in confusion.
"I took a look at the collection of books in the Wumiao Temple. It can be said that there are all the books in the world. Some of the orphan copies have been rescued, printed, republished, and then spread around the world. It can be said that there are no more books in the world than the Wumiao Temple." Zhou Qing proudly said.
He is now one of the mountain chiefs of the Martial Temple, so naturally he is very concerned about the Martial Temple, and everything is centered around the Martial Temple.
The same is true for Zuo Muyun. When it comes to the collection of books in the Martial Temple, he is very confident.
Lin Jiufeng smiled and said: "The books I brought this time will flood the Martial Arts Temple. They will open your eyes and require an open place."
"There are wide and open places. We just hollowed out this huge mountain range. The interior is like a huge underground castle, which is thousands of miles long. Is it enough?" Zhou Qing asked.
Lin Jiufeng pondered for a moment: "Just give it a try. If the queue is a little more crowded, it's okay."
Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing were shocked. How many books did they get, and they were still barely able to get by
Lin Jiufeng didn't talk nonsense and let them lead the way to the huge underground castle and release the sea of books brought from the third world.
boom! boom! boom!
The sea of books was put down with great momentum, which opened the eyes of Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing.
"Are these books lost?" Zhou Qing picked up one, read it carefully, and said excitedly.
Because he discovered that the words and events recorded in these books came from 20,000 years ago.
This discovery excited him.
Then looking at the huge books, as numerous as the ocean, my whole body was trembling.
Trembling with excitement.
Zuo Muyun was no exception. He was also very excited: "Great Emperor Jiufeng, where did you find these books?"
Zhou Qing also looked at Lin Jiufeng curiously.
"I got it from the descendants of the Gods. Your task now is to carefully study the books here, and then publicize the stories buried by history, so that the world will know what happened in the past and why we are where we are now. This situation tells the world not to forget those brilliant ethnic groups in the past," Lin Jiufeng said seriously.
"Please rest assured, Emperor Jiufeng, I will do what you ask for." Zuo Muyun nodded.
"There are also many lost immortal arts here. Let the students of the Martial Arts Temple find them for themselves. These secret arts are the hard work of our predecessors and should not be lost like this. After learning from them, they will continue to carry forward them based on their predecessors. Carrying forward the past and linking up the future is what this generation should do," Lin Jiufeng continued.
Zhou Qing and Zuo Muyun listened carefully.
They were convinced from the bottom of their hearts to Lin Jiufeng.
Especially so many magical arts and so many precious books are placed here for ordinary people's children to watch.
Worthy of admiration.
Not only because Lin Jiufeng is very powerful, but also because Lin Jiufeng is really philanthropic and kind to the world.
"There are some unique copies here. You must carefully protect them and make new copies. However, you must also preserve the ones written by our predecessors so that our descendants know what inheritance is." Lin Jiufeng continued to warn.
"Don't worry, we will all do this." Zuo Muyun said confidently.
"That's good. Since you can do it, I'll leave first and train more geniuses. You have to treat everyone equally, you know?" Lin Jiufeng was still telling them before leaving.
Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing looked at each other and saw the surprise in their eyes.
"As expected of Emperor Jiufeng, these books are comparable to the sea. He can get them all as far as the eye can see." Zhou Qing said with emotion.
"The key is that he took it all out and let students see it for free, and even let young people inherit and learn from it. This is such a big mind that it is worth learning from you and me." Zuo Muyun said.
"A huge library needs to be built here so that students can come in and study. We need to rescue some orphan books and protect them. The amount of work is huge." Zhou Qing shook his head and said with a happy smile.
"I'm going to be busy now, but I'm very motivated now to uncover the fog of history and put a true story in front of the world." Zuo Muyun said excitedly.
Zhou Qing laughed and started to get busy.
Lin Jiufeng left the Martial Temple. He stood on the top of a big mountain, with the imperial capital in front of him.
The Imperial Capital is still as usual. It is very shocking when viewed from a distance, especially when viewed from above. Within the Imperial Capital, there are millions of people living in eight vertical and horizontal directions, and it is the political center of the Yuhua Dynasty.
But to be honest, a hundred years ago, this was the political center and the location was very good.
But now, as the Yuhua Dynasty's territory continues to expand and it can be called a land giant, the location of the imperial capital is very remote.
Especially around the imperial capital, there are several large mountains.
More importantly, the Imperial Capital has always been close to the Martial Temple base camp.
Lin Jiufeng thinks this is not good.
The current Martial Arts Temple is too close to the political center. Once something happens, these two extremely important places of the Yuhua Dynasty will be robbed together.
So they have to be separated.
Lin Jiufeng murmured: "It's time to move the imperial capital."
But don’t be too hasty. Millions of people can’t just be moved away.
Lin Jiufeng watched for a while, then returned to the imperial capital and entered the cold palace.
Lin Jiufeng calmly entered the heavily guarded imperial capital, and no one noticed him.
In front of the Leng Palace Gate, Wanjia Denglan swayed slightly when he saw Lin Jiufeng coming back.
Its central flame became even more blazing, shining brightly all around.
It's more powerful.
Compared with the previous outburst, the current Wanjia lights are more restrained.
But it's really powerful.
Lin Jiufeng just watched like this, one person and one lamp, in front of the Leng Palace Gate, the momentum of the attack was within three feet of the body, without spreading out.
Lin Jiufeng frowned slightly under the pressure of thousands of lights. This was too powerful and terrifying.
He was forced to use his full strength.
But Wanjia Denghuang did not attack with all his strength.
Because there is no one to stimulate it, it is all based on one's own instinct.
But after a while, Lin Jiufeng gave up. He was no match for Wanjiadenghuo.
Looking at the lights of thousands of houses, Lin Jiufeng was thankful that this was his treasure.
But Lin Jiufeng didn't expect that the evolution would be faster than him.
"Evolve early, give birth to spiritual intelligence, and be able to make decisions for yourself. That is the real power." Lin Jiufeng said to Wanjia Denghuo.
The lights of Wanjia flickered, the flames jumped a few times, and then returned to silence.
At this moment, the door of the Leng Palace was opened, and the Wealthy Flower appeared. The white and beautiful face showed a joyful expression when seeing Lin Jiufeng.
"Welcome home!" the little white cat said with a smile.
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Happy Dragon Boat Festival.
(End of chapter)