"Mom, why does Dad want to give up power? Why not implement the imperial system of other countries?" After everyone left, the grown-up Li Nuo asked Xia Qingqing.
Xia Qingqing gently stroked the top of Li Nuo's head, looked up at the sky in the distance, and smiled proudly: "Because, that didn't belong to us in the first place. What the country needs is a leader, not a ruler. Therefore, your father is the most respected wise king."
"Then what did the Shang Kingdom rely on to unify? Our country is so big, but why is it so stable?"
"Because we all have the same dream!"
Li Nuo nodded, as if thinking about something; while Li Lingyue stared with innocent eyes and smiled foolishly at the sky.
At this time, Shangguo was cheering for the emergence of card technology. The emergence of cards made the "industrial standard" more popular. Under the guidance of technology, cultivation is no longer a mysterious thing, but a quantifiable thing.
Perhaps only when one has reached a high level of cultivation, such as the Mahayana stage, one needs to contemplate the great principles of heaven and earth.
At least, that's what most people think for now.
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At the same time, in the Biyuntian of the Phantom World, five brand-new aerospace carriers arrived, carrying a large amount of equipment, personnel, and so on.
Biyuntian sent a representative, Grand Elder Mingtu, to welcome them.
Zhenren Xuantian was the first to step down from the aerospace aircraft carrier, and after a brief acquaintance with Grand Elder Mingtu, he began to take command.
The aerospace carrier was suspended in mid-air without moving. The first to appear was the honor guard. Four of them carried a huge flag that was almost ten feet long, slowly landed on the ground, and waited quietly. Then more people landed, and everyone moved forward together.
Each of the people in the honor guard was an earthly immortal; but at this moment, they stood straight and marched forward with firm and sacred steps.
"What are you doing?" Grand Elder Mingtu didn't react for a moment.
Taoist Xuantian did not say anything, but he also looked at her with complicated eyes.
After a while, another representative of Shang State, Wan Sheng, came over and stood next to Master Xuantian, looking at the motionless guard of honor and the gently waving flags.
Soon another master came down, and with the help of magic, a huge flagpole a thousand feet high was erected.
When the flagpole was erected and a master saluted, the honor guard took action. They carried the flag and walked step by step to the flagpole, hung the flag, and then... raised their hands and unfolded the flag.
The flag of the Shang Kingdom flutters in the wind.
The national anthem sounded at the same time. Zhenren Xuantian looked at the slowly rising flag and listened to the passionate national anthem, his heart was slightly shaken. And all around, the soldiers and all the personnel of the Shang State were already singing loudly.
The look in Grand Elder Mingtu's eyes also gradually changed.
After a long while, the singing stopped and the flag just rose to the top. The ten-foot-long flag fluttered on the thousand-foot-long flagpole.
Elder Mingtu looked up at the flag, but his heart was extremely heavy. Just now, he seemed to have watched a sacred ceremony; the sacredness of this ceremony did not lie in the scene, but in the praise from the heart.
Also watching this scene were 53 demonic Buddhist monks, as well as a Golden Immortal and Black Crow who came with the fleet and were ready to take charge here. They were also Golden Immortals from the Death Crow clan in the fairyland.