The roaring and mysterious sound shocks the world, spreads the word of the world, and creates a legend of the world.

Chu Pingkuo muttered to himself: "Only this song "Compassion for Nong", this year's human race has no worries about food, with the protection of the peasant souls of the past generations, the global grain production is afraid to surge, this is a great act of kindness." ”

Lin Guodong couldn't stop trembling with excitement at this moment, he still didn't believe that the person who made the heirloom spirit poem was actually the nephew he had always thought was unlearned.

The old man was in tears, and he could still see it with his own eyes, hear it with his own ears, and even write a hand-me-down poem in his lifetime.

No regrets in this life!

He laughed heartily: "Xiaolin, you have a good nephew. ”

"This, I didn't expect this, Xiaofei is just an ordinary high school student, who would have thought of it, who would have thought of it. Lin Guodong was so excited that he didn't know how to express it.

The old man frowned slightly.

Yes, the kid in front of me is just a high school student.

Sometimes it's not necessarily a good thing to be too talented, since the revival of the aura, the tragedy of the Terran genius being murdered by the three clans of the outer space has happened repeatedly, and many times it is because his personal information was accidentally leaked.

How terrible should a high school student who can make ancient poems that are known all over the world?

If you let the beasts of the three races in outer space know, what will happen?

No way!

Old Man Yu suddenly had a serious face, and said sternly: "I announce as a doctor and scholar of the Ancient Literature School that I will immediately start the high-level procedure now, and all scholars will obey the order!"

The scholars were stunned.

The Supreme Rank is a procedure that will only be performed at the most brutal stage of the battlefield, and once opened, the scholar at the highest rank in the field will have absolute dominance, and scholars below any rank can only retain the power to advise and obey.

Of course, as a restriction, any scholar who initiates the high-level procedure must go to the "scientific holy land" in outer space to be reviewed by the Scientific Inspectorate after the end of the process, and as long as there is any clue that there is no need to open the program, the Scientific Inspectorate will completely destroy the scholar's temple of knowledge and turn him into a waste.

Because of this, almost no one would take such a risk to turn it on.

What does the old man do?

Chu Pingkuo took the lead in responding: "Southwest Academy of Literature, a sophomore scholar of the School of Ancient Literature, Chu Pingkuo listens to the order. ”

He Ling looked at Liu Fei, who was still in the aura storm, and seemed to know something, she walked out of the team: "Quasi-master's degree of Beijing University, chemical-polymer nanomaterials school, He Ling listens to orders!"

"Hangzhou Normal University, Kong Yousen, a fourth-year scholar of the ancient literature school, listens to the order!"

"Hangzhou Normal University ......"

Eight scholars present responded one after another.

Old Man Yu nodded: "Immediately block the entire experimental base, notify the scholars of the biology school of the building to control the periphery, and start now." ”

Once the Supreme Program was opened, there was no such thing as a question, and all scholars quickly began to act.

At this moment, it was already in the stage of concentrated explosion of aura due to the sound of ancient poems in the world, and scholars almost effortlessly built a curtain of aura iron curtains on the periphery.

From a distance, the huge experimental base building was shrouded in a storm of blue-black ink-colored aura, and the violent lines of aura, accompanied by countless floating ink-colored Chinese characters, were like a crusher that completely shattered any creature that dared to approach the building.

Old man Yu Chengwen sat on the ground, and the book of aura was spread on the ground.

Other ordinary people in this layer inevitably created chaos.

What exactly is Director Yu going to do, and why is he suddenly locking this place?

The old man ignored the chaos at the scene, he closed his eyes and muttered softly: "Open." ”

The book of aura burst out with inky aura in an instant, and at the end of the aura seemed to be a huge hall of ethereal earth, the hall seemed to come from the ancient times, like the end of time, and the breath of eternity and vastness almost made it impossible to look directly at the illusory scene.

The scholars scattered throughout the building, but there were still knowledgeable people in the crowd.

Almost as soon as the illusion appeared, many people gasped, because the scene in front of them was one of the highest temples of the "Holy Land of Science", the Temple of Thought.

This is the place where the highest essence of human thought and one of the foundations of the survival of the human race.

Anyone who dares to alarm the "temple of thought" on matters of no importance will even be sentenced to leave the human race for adultery and go to the land of iniquity.

The old man's right hand stretched out, and with the four-ring aura aura on his arm, the iron hook and silver stroke, the majestic and powerful ancient Chinese texts fell into the illusory scene.

"I, Yu Chengwen, a doctoral scholar of the School of Ancient Literature, in order to protect the safety of Liu Fei, the creator of the world's spiritual poems, are willing to ask the Temple of Thought to enable the blood oath of the human race, and I sincerely ask that before Liu Fei advances to the extraordinary, the insiders present shall not leak Liu Fei's information in any form. ”

Terran blood oath.

Thirty-one years after the revival of Reiki, a logical weapon created by Hegson, a master of the German philosophical school, before his death.

Once activated, the Logic Weapon will act as a Thought Seal, imprinting the information it wants to convey directly from the depths of logic and thinking into the brain of the caster, and the caster will not be able to logically or behave against the will of the Logic Weapon in any form.

Because Hegson fell in the battle of "Olympus" before perfecting the theoretical basis of the logical weapon, many of the paradoxes of thought could not be effectively resolved, and the "Holy Land of Science" had to mothlock this weapon unless it was necessary to prohibit anyone from using it at any time.

Everyone finally understood what the old man meant.

He wants to protect Liu Fei and protect the safety of the genius of the human race.

A person who can create a work that is famous all over the world in high school cannot be overstated no matter how strict the protection measures are.

"The Department of Agriculture, the staff of the Agricultural Technology Improvement Section, asked for the Terran blood oath to be given on Sunday. ”

"The Department of Agriculture, the leader of the expatriate team, Zhang Yongli asked for a blood oath on the Terrans. ”

"...... of the Department of Agriculture"

I don't know who took the lead, but when everyone learned the truth, not only were they not afraid, but more and more people took the initiative to apply for a blood oath to the Terrans.

They are all ordinary people, but they also have a noble heart.

After sixty-six years of catastrophe, the survival of the race has become an instinct of everyone.

There was a brief silence in the ancient place.

There was a metallic sound in everyone's brains, a subtle sound that led to a desire to listen carefully, as if some kind of mysterious whisper was whispering in their ears, and everyone instinctively looked at the center of the storm.

The Terran Blood Oath has already arrived, and from now on, until Liu Fei advances to the Transcendent Level, no one can divulge anything about today.

Just when everyone thought it was over, an old man suddenly appeared in a voice in the Chinese language that everyone was familiar with.

"Good. ”

The Supreme Pioneer has spoken in his own mouth!

Each temple in the Holy Land of Science has a supreme pioneer in charge, who is close to the god of truth and the embodiment of knowledge, who rarely speaks out on certain events.

At this moment, everyone actually heard the praise of a supreme pioneer.

The excitement and excitement is simply beyond words.

Look at Zhang Wenzun, what a selfish guy, what a disgusting person, just now he was ridiculed by the little genius with two spiritual poems Don't want it.

Now he was also incoherent, staggering, and staggered towards Liu Fei at the center of the storm with tears in his eyes.

If Zhang Wenzun asks Liu Fei for forgiveness at this moment, it should be acceptable, right?

Zhang Wenzun slowly approached Liu Fei step by step, not very fast at first, but halfway through, a clear black filthy light flashed from under his feet.

As an ordinary person, Zhang Wenzun actually flew out like a cannonball.

Zhang Wenzun's voice was hideous: "Give me !! death"