After the rendering of the mysterious and magnificent scene in front of him, the principal thought that he would come to the rumored "Tianque Wonderland".

There have been many descriptions of the heavenly fairy world in ancient Chinese literature.

The "Romance of the Gods" and "Journey to the West" he has read are:

Above that heavenly palace, the golden light was rolling red, and thousands of rui qi sprayed purple mist. I saw that the South Heavenly Gate, blue and heavy, made of glass, and made of bright and bright pretenses, made of precious jade...... On the birthday platform, there are famous flowers that have not been removed for thousands of years, and by the furnace of alchemy, there are evergreen grass for thousands of years. And in front of the pilgrimage tower, the silk cloth was brilliant, the stars were brilliant, and the hibiscus crown was resplendent with gold. Hosta beads, purple ribbon gold medallion......

Anyway, all the beautiful and expensive words you can think of are piled up.

How gorgeous how to come.

After the previous rendering, the principal thought that even if this subspace was not as magnificent as described in the script, it should be beautiful and full of fairy charm.

But when the wonder is gone,

All he could see was yellow sand and ruins all over the ground.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and the hot wind blew through the yellow sand and raised fine dust.

The principal was a little confused......

He also thought that he had crossed the wrong place and arrived in the great northwest of China.

Of course

The response from the senses is not credible.

Ms. Qian took the lead and walked towards the hinterland of this subspace.

They did not choose to travel or fly in the spirit world, but stepped on the yellow sand step by step.

Along

The Headmaster and Morgan saw a withered, weathered skeleton buried in the sand, with a rusty sword in their hands and a withered and mottled armor.

When I got to the ruined places, I saw more bones of all kinds.

Then they also saw many bones that were different from those of humans.

Some of the bones were very large, and some were not humanoid at all...... It's an anomaly.

The headmaster finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked, "Here, it's always been like this?"

Ms. Qian shook her head: "Of course not. ”

She also glanced at the subspace covered in the yellow sand and said, "During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a rather huge battle here, which even directly caused the Huaxia Dragon Vein to be injured, so that hundreds of years of sinking began...... Countless sword immortals, martial saints, and masters of the art path launched an attack on the so-called gods, annihilating the last bit of divine power. ”

this

That's what happened here.

Ms. Qian finished the story here in a few words.

can be combined with the long yellow sand here, and the white bones can know how tragic the story that happened here was back then.

And how magnificent!

mankind

With his flesh and blood, he raised his weapon high above the "gods" and let out an unyielding cry.

They don't want to be slaves,

So he charged against the firmament,

Vow to annihilate the theocracy!

Thinking of the deeds that had happened here, the headmaster's mind was agitated, and he only felt that his blood was constantly stirring!

The principal took a deep breath and suppressed the enthusiasm in his heart: "In the middle of the twentieth century, I attended a theological conference in the field of inhumans, and there was a very interesting topic during the meeting, a theology professor named Marshall asked the representative of the Huaxia side: Why do the Chinese people have no faith?"

This is a very acute question.

Even now,

There are also a variety of beliefs that are prevalent in the Western world, both political and religious.

They even judge a person's moral standard by whether they have a religious affiliation or not.

The principal thought it was funny when he was there.

Are there few filthy scum among those who have faith?

The crimes committed or planned by those people are enough to be called horrific. Their so-called people of faith are sensational, both outwardly and internally.

But, yes!

They also feel that they are holy and holy.

I don't know who gave them confidence.

But the general environment at that time was such that even though they were wearing the emperor's new clothes, no one dared to jump out and say, "Look, you have nothing on you."

afterward

A representative of the Chinese side stood up and said: "It is not that the Chinese people have no faith, but what they believe in is not the so-called gods, but their ancestors, but the enlightened truth of the sages of their ancestors. ”

Headmaster: "The Huaxia representative also said that there may have been so-called gods in Huaxia. But their ancestors did not prostrate themselves on the ground and worship them, but shot them down from the sky and even compiled them into recipes. Drill wood to make fire, praise the father to chase the sun, Hou Yi shoots the sun...... These purest folk myths are the embodiment of the Chinese spirit. ”

Today

The principal remembered the delegate's sonorous speech.

Ms. Qian nodded after hearing this, and said with a smile: "You should be talking about Mr. Xu Minzhi." He was highly accomplished in the study of the history of Eastern theology. ”

It's a pity that this gentleman is gone.

However, his mantle has not been lost, and his son, Mr. Xu Hua, is now also a master of Chinese mythology and history.

In the small talk,

They finally arrived at their destination.

It was a somewhat dilapidated hall, standing between the yellow sand, with high eaves and intrigues.

Even if it is dilapidated, the principal and Morgan still see its majesty and majesty in the past, magnificent and lofty.

And before that great hall,

There were five rows of Inhumans standing.

They were dressed in white, some carrying swords, some carrying two wheels, and some carrying spears upside down.

And at the forefront of these people,

is an old man with a bright head.

The old man's white clothes were elegant, and his thick white hair was also fluttering with the dry wind of the sand, he was very old, and there were old age spots on his face, but his eyes were very clear, like two smooth and clean gems.

this

He is also a seventh-order great alien!

Now there are more than a dozen seventh-order powerhouses on the bright side of the world.

can be in the dark,

Each family seems to have a few old backers who have not been born.

When Ms. Qian saw the old man, she immediately stepped forward quickly, and handed over her luggage to the old man: "Qian Yuzhang has seen the little uncle. ”

The old man who was called the little uncle made a clear voice: "Okay, get up." ”

Wait for Ms. Qian to be lifted up,

The little uncle looked at Morgan, and then at the principal, and a smile appeared on his face full of years: "This should be the president of Miskatonik University, right? ”

The principal, who has always been stingy, can't let go of it at this time.

Although he also looks old,

But in front of this old man with white hair, even his eyebrows are snow-white, and the tails of his eyebrows are crooked, he looks much younger.

The principal posed as a junior and said with a smile: "Thank you for the praise......"

After saying that, Menix felt uncomfortable!

This style of painting is wrong, right?

A white-clothed fluttering, alive and vivid, a sword-like figure who came out of ancient Chinese paintings, blurted out foreign words like "Miskatonic".

And he, a foreigner who is obviously from the West, actually uttered the word "praised......

Isn't that obvious!

Uncle Xiao waved his hand: "Don't be so nervous, be casual." I heard from Xiao Qian that you are going to hold a secret meeting of the global representatives of the Unified Control Bureau here?"

Ms. Qian suddenly said: "If you have a little uncle here, you won't be afraid of chaos." ”

The little uncle was very useful, and immediately laughed and said: "You are right! I, the little uncle and ancestor, am super strong!"

Everyone: "......"