Chapter 2010 This Is, History!

Chapter 2010, This is, history!

The old man in linen walked slowly, walked to Lin Chen's side, smiled indifferently, "Have you seen the teacher?"

Lin Chen suddenly recovered from the shock, "Senior, was that the will of the soul of Senior Hao Futian just now?"

The old man in linen shook his head; "That's just a trivial piece of the teacher's soul, not even the will of the soul. His old man has left us forever."

"It's just that whenever there are young people from later generations who practice the same mental method, the fragments of his old man's soul will occasionally reappear."

The old man in linen looked into the distance, his complex eyes seemed to be preoccupied, "You are already the twenty-third young man who entered here. Those young people who left here do not know where to go."

Then, the sackclothed old man waved his hand, and the five volumes of the exercises were suspended in front of Lin Chen.

There is no earth-shattering momentum in the five scrolls of exercises suspended in the void, and there is no vision of Baoguang Chengxiang.

Some are just a touch of brilliance to protect the contents of the book from being eroded by the years.

Lin Chen took over five red booklets with five big characters listed on them - "Tai Yi Fu Tian Jue"!

From the first volume to the fifth volume, everything is complete!

When he sensed that there was no seal of primordial spirit or divine soul in the book, Lin Chen's pupils shrank slightly, his expression was extremely moving, and he was shocked.

"It's actually a practice method recorded with pen and ink!"

The seven-level exercise method is yellow, green, blue, purple, orange, and red.

Qingjie's later exercises, written with pen and ink, are almost extremely difficult to practice.

The complexity of high-level exercises basically requires mental power to record a large number of precise training points.

If written in pen and ink, it will be an unimaginable amount of content.

And the five volumes of "Taiyi Futian Jue", which were dubbed the "Red Rank Cultivation Technique", were actually written down with pen and ink!

Such a powerful technique is both self-created by Hao Futian with the cultivation of a holy king, but also inherited by pen and ink. What an amazing talent!

Seeing to see through his surprise, he smiled indifferently: "Teacher created the Taiyi Futian Art of Chi-level Cultivation Technique by himself, and there is no threshold for cultivation."

"From the three-dimensional human race, up to the gods of the gods, as long as the human race wants to learn, they can practice."

"This is the universe of the heavens, and it is the only one. The teacher's thought is the strongest mental method. He gave it to the people of the human race without hesitation."

Lin Chen's heart was once again shocked by this scintillating pride!

All red-level exercises, whether it is combat skills or mental methods, require at least the eighth level of the gods. After the gods are combined, they can be practiced.

Taiyi Futian Jue is such a powerful red-rank mental method that even humans who have not become gods can practice it...

Lin Chen exclaimed: "Why is this, to do this?"

The old man in sackcloth put his hands behind his back, recalling the past, showing a bit of immortal pride, and said sternly.

"To change the world."

He looked at Lin Chen with deep eyes, and said, "Junior Lin Chen, you have seen the cruelty of Jiehai today. What this old man wants to tell you is that in the previous era, the people of the God Realm were everywhere more than the Jiuzhong Jiehai. A cruel world ten times worse."

"The human race at that time, the human race has entered the darkest period since the Qinhuang era. There are demons outside, there are three major gods, and the strongest Asuras are eyeing our human territory."

"The teacher came from the three-dimensional universe. Seeing this era, in order to find a way to break the status quo, he embarked on the journey at a young age, educated us, and accompanied him."

The expression of the old man in linen radiated a bit of the look of the past. "The teacher is the first person in the history of the human race and the gods in the fifty million era. He will never be stingy with his wisdom, and give it all to the people of the human race."

Lin Chen was so fascinated by this that he didn't even practice the first time when he accepted the five volumes of the Heart Dharma.

Lin Chen asked: "Senior, since Senior Hao Futian is called Emperor Futian, he must have reached the cultivation level of a god emperor. Even in the god realm, the longevity of a god emperor can be immortal for 100,000 years, so why is he leaving us now? go?"

The old man in linen gave Lin Chen a deep look, and said with a slightly trembling tone: "That goes back to the last battle."

"That war changed everything about the human race. It seems that nothing has changed."

"You don't need to ask more about the cause and effect. Use your legs to walk around, see it with your eyes, and feel it with your heart."

Lin Chen recited the words of the old man in sackcloth in his heart, and wrote them down silently.

When Lin Chen raised his eyes again to look at the stone tablet above the sacred mountain, the light was shining, and there was no more haze near the sacred mountain.

Lin Chen walked to the mountain and asked, "Senior, these are..."

The old man in linen looked at the mountain with complicated eyes, and said, "Every stone tablet once represented the will of a god or a student. Everyone's minds are connected, and the Taiyi space connects each other's wills, leaving the inner voice behind. Come down, and then the old man will transfer it to this place to write down."

Lin Chen's heart trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at the vast stone monuments on this sacred mountain, towering into the clouds, not only one hundred thousand, but millions!

"Senior, can I stay here for a while longer?"

"Why?"

"I want to read all of their words."

The old man in linen seemed to be surprised and surprised by Lin Chen's decision.

The old man said seriously: "You can be sure that it may take years to read these stone tablets."

But Lin Chen said: "It's okay, I don't need a few years. I'd like to ask my seniors to say hello to my friends outside. I want to retreat here and see you after I leave."

Hearing Lin Chen's decision, the old man in linen showed a gratifying smile for the first time, and looked at Lin Chen with more admiration.

"Don't worry, the outside world will be answered by this old man for you."

After the old man in linen left, Lin Chen set foot on the mountain.

His eyes were fixed on every stone monument that stood here.

Lin Chen reached out and touched every inscription on it, and the magnificent and magnificent history seemed to be reappearing in front of him——

"Will future generations remember us?"

"What will the new era be like?"

"I really want to drink another bowl of hometown wine."

"This battle, don't leave."

"Since ancient times, the fate of our clan has been unbelief in fate."

"There is nothing left to lose, only this passion proves this iron-blooded determination!"

"Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, and we will not die."

"Prosperity, all living beings suffer. Death, all living beings suffer. In this case, our generation is going to create an era where all living beings are not suffering, and the human race is united!"

"The hell we have experienced, don't let future generations experience it again."

"If young people in the future forget why we fought, will everyone's blood really be shed in vain..."

"Forty years in the blink of an eye, I can see the spring breeze in the world."

"Oh dear lord, who domains the fate of this world."

"Why are there tears in everyone's eyes, because we love this land so much."

"Here we go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and the flags and flags will kill Yama."

"Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now I'm stepping over it from the beginning."

"When they go, we are them."

"This is an unimagined road. Whether the end is still there, it will be left to future generations to answer."

Lin Chen walked up to the mountain and watched the will of those years from a distance.

When Lin Chen came back to his senses, there were already tears in his eyes.

"That's it, history!"

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