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Zhuang Huairen looked at the hall with a solemn gaze. Glancing at the group of disciples, after a long time, Fang opened his mouth and said: "The reason why our human race still exists is because of the sacrifices of these hot-blooded men and women, as well as the sages behind me. ”

"Before me, 177 Ren Tianyunzi has told it more than 13,000 times, and some people have even heard it hundreds of times, but I still want to say that this is the tradition of my Tianyunmen, and it is also the humiliation of my human race."

Zhuang Huairen paused with a heavy face before he spoke: "My human race originally lived in the desolate land with the ancient ten thousand races, but my human race is weak, there is no blood inheritance, no talent and supernatural powers, and I am forced to move away from the safe ancestral land, how many human races have become the rations of desolate beasts, how many human races have become the blood food of demon beasts, and I have migrated again and again, and the human race has almost been wiped out, which is the first time that my human race has been exterminated." ”

"With the protection of the masters, they were able to migrate to the coast of the East China Sea, began to recuperate, and gradually mastered the method of cultivation, but the primeval ten thousand tribes began to cultivate demon vines, feed the human race to demon plants, harvest fruits and cultivate future generations, just like raising livestock, mature a batch, slaughter a batch, tens of millions of years, a whole era of humiliation, until he." Zhuang Huairen's slightly trembling fingers pointed to the statue behind him, and his face began to burst with brilliance.

Everyone's hearts fluctuated, and they looked at Zhuang Huairen's fingers, and the dim humanoid statue, with a trace of brilliance in his eyes, was looking down at the disc in his hand.

"Emperor Fuxi, the first innate gossip, the achievement of the emperor, my human race also has the first emperor, since then the human race has raised a large army, east and west to fight, and finally won a place to rest and recuperate, the human race can continue, how many human sages at that time threw their heads, spilled blood, just for our human race to be able to stand in the wilderness."

The disciples in the audience were fascinated for a while, tilting their heads slightly, their faces flushed, and they wanted to dedicate themselves to the human race immediately.

Lu Ming frowned, and the brilliance in his eyes was uncertain.

"The Emperor Fuxi, who has been running around for the survival of our human race all his life, the emperor who should have lived for hundreds of millions of years is actually exhausted and died in the tent." Zhuang Huairen's eyes were red, and he said sadly.

"In just a few hundred thousand years, it is simply not enough to make the human race that has accumulated years of weakness really strong, and our human race has once again become the blood food of all races, until the rise of the Earth Emperor Shennong Clan."

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but turn to the second dim statue, holding the rattan in their hands, staring intently into the distance, but their eyes were dim and uncertain.

Zhuang Huairen's tone became impassioned again, "The Earth Emperor Shennong Clan, is the second emperor of our human race, the ancient ten thousand races are hidden, the human race began to flourish, and for millions of years, the human race has spread all over the wilderness. ”

"The prosperity of the human race, the genius emerged like a blowout, so that the ancient race felt threatened, together with the demon race began to slaughter our human race, until the earth was red, Shennong Emperor Zun was also besieged by many emperors and fell, the human race was captured alive, captive captivity, this is the second time that my human race is exterminated." Zhuang Huairen raised his right hand with a sad face, his thumb, ring finger and little finger together in the palm of his hand.

"Demon Clan? Is it the seventh engraving? Hateful, what does the words carved on the wall mean? Lu Ming frowned, suspicious.

"The human race is weak, even if there is an emperor, it is still a mustard in the eyes of the primeval race..."Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh.

"If it weren't for Nuwa Niangniang's mercy, mercy on my human race, and sheltering the few remaining human races under her knees, my human race would have been wiped out long ago, and the human race would have been grateful for Nuwa Niangniang's grace of recreation, and respected Nuwa Niangniang as the grandmother of the human race." Zhuang Huairen pointed to the third palace dress woman carving and said heavily.

"After that, it is well known that the battle between the two clans of the Lich Demon shattered the desolate land into two continents, one large and one small, and the primeval tribe expelled our human race and the demon beasts with mixed blood to a smaller continent and confined, this continent is the immortal cultivation world under our feet, until millions of years later, the Xuanyuan clan, the ancestor of the human race who endured humiliation in the flood wilderness, achieved the emperor, and split the immortal passage with a sword, so that the human race in the immortal world can regain the opportunity to ascend to the immortal."

"The human race was actually expelled from the Nether, the primeval race..."Lu Ming frowned, clenched his fists, and gradually lost his mind.

"First worship, worship the first emperor of my human race, Emperor Fuxi."

"Second worship, worship the second emperor of my human race, the earth emperor Shennong."

"The third worship, worship my human grandmother, Nuwa Niangniang."

"Fourth worship, worship the third emperor of my human race, the human emperor Xuanyuan clan."

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"The ninth worship, worship the many fellow disciples who sacrificed my Tianmen Yun."

"Knock"

Lu Ming, who was awakened by the bell, looked at the people in the hall who bowed down and bowed, a little stunned, and hurriedly bowed down.

"Boom... Boom..."

The bell rang nine times in a row, and Zhuang Huairen turned his head and looked at the disciples in the audience intently.

"The second baptism of my Tianyun Gate is the statue of these sages."

The new outer disciples in the center of the main hall began to discuss.

"Emperor Venerable, there will definitely be a powerful Dao magic power to teach us, defeat the demon clan and the primeval clan."

"The sages of my human race, it must be the exercises, the "Basic Exercises" have been cultivated to the foundation building period, and they have not made any progress after two years of cultivation."

"Sister, what do you think it will be?"

"Don't talk, it always gives me a bad feeling, be careful."

"Cut, you see that the senior brothers around us are looking at us with satisfaction, will the sages of our human race still murder the younger generations, and people are worried."

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment when he listened, and looked at the people around him with the corners of their mouths upturned, looking like they were waiting to see a good show, he shook his head, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, it seems that this is also a tradition, for these outer disciples to have such senior brothers and uncles, there is a silence for three minutes.

The last statue glowing with brilliance, the misty light, began to get brighter and brighter, and a group of outer disciples, slightly looking up at the statue with immature faces, full of hope.

A cold and piercing killing intent suddenly permeated the main hall.

"Puff"

The center of the hall collapsed to the ground.

"Hahaha..."

Zhuang Huairen shook his head slightly with a smile.

In the center of the main hall, there were only a few hundred people left, standing with pale faces.

"Those two are the sons of the murderer, right?"

"It should be, it's the same mold as that murderer when he was young."

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Zhao and the others are still on duty, otherwise I'm afraid that the introductory ceremony will cause trouble again, and the last introductory ceremony was almost demolished by those reckless men."

"Also, it's just that so much time has passed, and no one can tell what happened back then, alas... An unjust account. ”

The corners of Lu Ming's upturned mouth froze, looking at the big and strong men who stood out from the crowd, and pondered.

Zhuang Huairen looked at the hall and nodded lightly, several children of the Yang family were extremely unbearable when they heard the wind comments, but now it seems that they are still acceptable, and they are still good seedlings.

It's just that the rebellion of the ancestor of the Yang family is like a stalk, but also a thorn, looking at the heroic Yang Yongsi, the only woman still standing in the field, sighed secretly.

Zhuang Hongwu and Zhuang Hongwen's eyes slowly turned red.

"Not good!"

Zhuang Huairen's lips moved slightly, and the heroic light emitted by the statue slowly retracted.

The body does not stop, and he flies down directly, holding one with one hand.

Zhuang Hongwu and Zhuang Hongwen's bodies slowly floated with scales.

"Sizzle"

"These two boys, it's terrible, one murderer is gone, and two more peerless murderers are coming."

Wan Zixuan flew up and went straight to the guest table.

Yang Yongsi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked nervously at the scale lines on Zhuang Hongwen's body, saw Zhuang Huairen there, let out a sigh of relief, completely relaxed, squatted down, and hugged the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl of the Yang family in his arms.

"Roar"

Zhuang Huairen looked helplessly at the two people with floating scales, and his figure slowly rose up.

"Please also ask the Taoist friends of the Heavenly Immortal Sect to help." Wan Zixuan said eagerly.

The cold and glamorous woman at the leader of the Tianxian Sect didn't care about Wan Zixuan's rudeness, and pondered for a moment, "But do you want us to play the song "Qingyue Pure Heart Song"? But..."

Wan Zixuan immediately said: "Don't worry, I will definitely arrange for the strong people in the gate to escort you back to Tianxian Gate, and Tianyun Gate will definitely repay you with a generous gift for saving your life." ”

The cold woman stood up very neatly, "Okay, junior sisters, let's go up and play a song "Qingyue Pure Heart Song", and you will sing it for Senior Sister Wan'er." ”

Standing at the back, the woman who looked a little weak answered delicately.

"Boys, you are blessed, Tianxian Gate's "Qingyue Pure Heart Song" is not common." The rude and reckless man was full of arrogance, and said angrily to a few young people at the next table.

The young man with a casual face suddenly blushed, stood up and shouted, "You are not allowed to desecrate the fairies of the Heavenly Immortal Sect. ”

"I'm blaspheming, it's too late to slap a sycophant, I'm stupid to read, nerd." A rude and reckless man, with a puzzled face.

"You—" The nerd angrily pointed at the rude man.

"Senior brother, sit down." A gentle voice, but it was an elegant man holding a scroll next to the nerd junior brother.

"Senior brother, he—" The nerd was still trying to argue.

"Sit down." The elegant man put down the scroll and said lightly, not looking at the nerdy junior brother with a red face and anger and grievances in his eyes.

On the high platform, the twelve disciples of the Heavenly Immortal Sect had already taken out their musical instruments, or crossed their knees and lowered their heads to adjust the strings of the guzheng on their knees, or squatted sideways to hold the pipa, or stood and held Changxiao, as if they were ready.

"Wow"

The guzheng on the lap of the cold woman, which should have been a beautiful sound, was a loud sound, making a cold sound like "drawing a sword", and the hall fell silent all of a sudden.

The leisurely sound of the guqin was the first to sound, the beautiful guzheng was gently closed from time to time, and the pipa responded from time to time.

The weak woman sang softly: "The wind is unintentional, and the cold invades." The moon is clear on the small mountain, and the murmuring water is calm..."

The beautiful tune and soft voice are mixed together, and there is a kind of people who suddenly come to a small mountain, the breeze blows lightly on the face, bringing a little chill, and the small waterhole reflects the moonlight, and the gurgling water flows through the heart.

Zhuang Hongwu and Zhuang Hongwen stared at their red eyes and stood in a daze, not struggling for a while.

The outer disciples who were frightened by the killing intent also woke up slightly, and the quiet sound of the piano, Xiao, and pipa was accompanied by a soft singing: "Little mountain and clear moon, gurgling water and calming the mind..."

The elegant man closed his eyes and shook slightly.

Wan Zixuan, the elders and Zhuang Huairen were in a deep state of mind, and they were not moved by "Qingyue Pure Heart Song", quietly looking at Zhuang Hongwu and Zhuang Hongwen, their red eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes crazy.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged directly on the ground, slowly running the exercises, the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins of Tianyun Mountain was unimaginable, but Lu Ming did not dare to absorb it too quickly, for fear of being burned by the Dao fire, the fragile meridians would be broken, and the trickling spiritual power flowed in the meridians.

Wan Zixuan looked at Zhuang Hongwu Zhuang Hongwen's red eyes and the texture of the scale armor on his body, which still did not disperse, gritted his teeth, and walked to the stage.