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"You Emperor Yongle are very powerful, the emperor is skilled, he went to the West, compiled a canon, and beat the Mongols so that they couldn't find the north...... Lu Chunyang is also very powerful, a sword comes from the east, flying immortals outside the sky, and killing three thousand blood flame gods, although I can't get there, but my heart yearns for it. But no matter how powerful it is, if you die, you are dead, your Yongle Emperor's wisdom and means cannot be inherited by latecomers, and Lu Chunyang's swordsmanship and immortal skills cannot be inherited by latecomers. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Ran paused, "But the technology is different. A technological innovation can trigger a revolution, and these things can be inherited by those who come after them, which is the future of China and the future of the human race. ”

Zhu Di didn't ask again, but closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

"Emperor Yongle, in your time, you were called the Son of Heaven, the True Dragon Son of Heaven, except for you, no one dared to call himself a dragon. But in our era, everyone can be like a dragon, Tianxingjian, a gentleman with self-improvement, this key, carved into everyone's bones, although a person's strength is extremely weak, but more than a billion Chinese people all combined? This kind of power, you Yongle Emperor can't compare, Lu Chunyang can't compare. Everyone is like a dragon, and this is where the hope of our human race lies. Lu Ran finally concluded.

Zhu Di opened his eyes.

There was less coldness and cruelty in his eyes, but there was more relief.

"Lu Ran, what you said is right, this is the hope of my Huaxia, Lone originally had the idea of going out of this place and leveling the world, but now it has dissipated, it's just that, the past is the past, my Ming Dynasty is dead, and if I die, I am dead. I am now sure that you are indeed not Lu Chunyang, you are Lu Ran, although you are his reincarnation, you should not follow the path that Lu Chunyang once walked. ”

Zhu Di smiled, patted the dragon chair, and spit out two beads emitting a shimmer from the dragon's mouths on both sides of the armrest.

One is golden, the other scarlet.

"Lu Ran, this golden bead is where your immortal fate is, it contains Lu Chunyang's lifelong cultivation and memory, swallow it, you will be able to retrieve your former memory, your former cultivation, cultivation to climb to a half-step true immortal, invincible in the world. And the other group is Yao Guangxiao's, I have no way to destroy it, let it be taken away by you, find a way to destroy it, otherwise, the future of the human race is worrying. Zhu Di said.

"My fairy fate...... Emperor Yongle, if I take this golden bead, will I still be me?" Lu Ran asked with great seriousness.

"There has always been only big fish eating small fish, how can there be a reason for small fish to swallow giant whales, if you take it, you will naturally become Lu Chunyang, but what does it matter, you are originally one person. Zhu Di explained.

Lu Ran took the golden bead, and immediately felt a feeling of blood fusion.

Every cell of the body is calling, craving.

Take it!

You are a half-step true immortal, invincible in the world!

Lu Chunyang...... Are you really me?" Lu Ran frowned.

The gold beads exuded a soft golden light, and the feeling of blood connection became more and more intense.

"Maybe you're really me, but ...... I don't have to be you, I'm sorry, my name is Lu Ran, I may really be your reincarnation, but I also have my complete soul, I have people I love and people I hate, and I am no different from anyone in this world. So ......"

Lu Ran sighed, "I hope you can understand the decision I made, I can't become you, but I recognize your concept, the future of the human race, I will use my life to protect it, be born as a dragon, and protect my compatriots, which in itself is my ambition Lu Ran." ”

It's a hard time to give up.

It is also a process of enlightenment.

After saying these words, Lu Ran felt that he had let go of something, but he had also gained something.

Whether it was a loss or a gain, where did he figure it out.

But he was clear.

Even if he is killed by others one day because of his low strength, he will not regret his choice today.

He is Lu Ran.

Not the reincarnation of anyone.

He is Lu Ran.

Lu Ran's Lu, Lu Ran's Ran.

A little obscene, but also a little bit of a vulgar man.

"The tide of letters on the Qiantang River came, and today I know that I am me. My reincarnation, I hope you remember what you said. ”

The sudden sigh is so subtle that it is almost inaudible, and if you don't pay attention, you think it's an auditory hallucination.

It seems to come from the gold bead in Lu Ran's hand.

The golden bead was in Lu Ran's palm, buzzing softly, and it seemed to be about to dissipate.

"Don't be busy just yet!"

Lu Ran suddenly shouted.

"What, do you regret it?" asked Zhu Di.

"That's not it," Lu Ran shook his head, "Lu Zu, no one can compare to the relationship between the two of us, don't you have a few treasures to give me?" he said extremely seriously.

Zhu Di's zombie face has become a little weird.

There was a minute of silence.

The gold beads bloom with a thousand golden lights.

In the sky, a text appeared that swam like a tadpole.

Among the tadpoles swimming in the sky, there seems to be a person practicing swords in the snowstorm.

"This is ......" Lu Ran wondered.

"Lu Zu's pure yang swordsmanship, the essence of his lifelong cultivation, Lu Ran, time must not be lost, the opportunity will not come again, how much you can comprehend depends on your creation. Zhu Di hurriedly said.

Lu Ran hurriedly observed it carefully, and after watching it for about ten minutes, the tadpole text slowly dissipated.

"Pure Yang Sword Technique".

This is a technique that perfectly blends martial arts and Taoism, and is divided into nine folds.

Maybe it can't be described in terms of exercises.

No matter how mysterious the exercises are, there is no way to compare them with this "Pure Yang Sword Technique".

This should be called - supernatural powers.

With Lu Ran's current cultivation, the first weight can't be refined, and he can probably draw a move and a half.

Swordsmanship is the most complex technique, stabbing, slashing, swinging, teasing, slashing, splitting...... Wait a minute.

And the first weight of the Chongyang swordsmanship, there is no move, only a formula.

It is divided into nine types.

Lu Ran could barely understand the first form now.

This first form has only one simple name, which is called "thorn".

The Way of Thorns.

A wooden stick, held in the hand, brushes the ground and stabs out, this is called a thorn.

A divine weapon, stabbing out, this is still called a thorn.

Thorns are the simplest technique, and even three-year-olds know how to do it.

Does this still need to be understood?

The answer is that it really needs to be understood.

Between two points, the straight line is the shortest.

The mystery of "stabbing" is how to find the shortest trajectory and stab out the weapon in your hand.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

When you can't increase your speed, reducing your attack range to the shortest possible time is also a good way to speed up.

Summoning the Heavenly Cloud Sword, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly stabbed out.

A stone lion two meters away from Lu Ran had a thin dot on its head.

Then it cracked rapidly, and the lion's head turned to powder with a thud.

This...... It is the effect of exaggerating strength.

Strength is an extension of weapons.

A weapon is an extension of an arm.

An inch long, an inch strong.

The two face each other, without affecting the flexibility, whoever can play farther will have an advantage.

The innate master is divided into three stages: front, middle and back.

In fact, there is no essential difference in the body.

The difference is in the distance the strength extends.

The early stage of the innate master, the strength can play an inch more distance, which is much more powerful than the peak master of dark power.

And the master of the middle stage of the congenital stage, the strength is more rounded, the essence is more abundant, and the strength can be about one meter away from the fist.

One inch and one meter is the difference between the early and middle congenital stages.

This extra dozens of centimeters doesn't look big, but in fact, when it really starts, the gap is the gap between heaven and earth, clouds and mud.

Both the attack range and the defense range are tens of centimeters more out of thin air.

Just these tens of centimeters, a mid-congenital master, it's no problem to play three early-innate stages.

In the late congenital stage, this distance can be increased to about ten meters.

But these ten meters are the limit of the innate master.

After all, reality is not martial arts, and there is no so-called true qi in the body of a martial artist, some are just strength.

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