Chapter 285: The Inheritance of the Tower of Babel!

Li Mingyang was promoted to the transcendent realm, and cultivated into his own heaven and earth law phase, whether it was mana or combat power, it skyrocketed in an instant.

After all, he went from the realm of a first-grade great grandmaster to directly break through the nine realms, and went one step further to break through the extraordinary.

And that's just in one day.

This is definitely the cultivation speed that has never been seen before or since.

Li Mingyang's promotion greatly increased the confidence of all the disciples of the Divine Martial Academy, even the cultivators of the entire human world, and ordinary human races.

Since the second start of the Demon War, the whole world has been panicked, preparing for this second catastrophe.

However, now, first the demon's attacks were repelled one after another, and then the demonic two realms suddenly began a civil war.

Then, there was the unknown Valkyrie of the human race, and suddenly her inheritance, the reincarnated person, appeared.

After that, it was the reopening of the Divine Martial Academy, and the mountain gates of the major sects were also shaken.

Finally, it is Li Mingyang's promotion.

Li Mingyang is in the realm of a great grandmaster, and he can compete with demons who are transcendent and even enter the holy realm, but now that he has broken through the nine realms in a row and stepped into the extraordinary, how far will his combat effectiveness skyrocket?

Nobody knows.

However, all Terrans know, or believe, that Terrans may be about to usher in a new patron saint.

Li Mingyang was in the office of the dean of the Divine Martial Academy.

He wasn't thinking about himself right now.

It's worrying about something else.

He naturally knew that his combat power had soared, and now, the saint realm was enough to compete, and even the powerhouses of the Heaven and Earth Overlord level might not have the strength to fight!

However, in the previous demon wars, he discovered the biggest problem of the human race.

That is, the lack of high-end combat power.

Although, purely according to one of the Three Realms, the high-end combat power of the Terran will not lose to any of the demons, but once the demons unite, the strength of the Terran is obviously insufficient.

It is true that now the demons are fighting with each other, but Li Mingyang does not believe that they will give up the offensive against the human race because of this.

Before that final decisive battle came, he had to do his best to improve the overall strength of the human race as soon as possible.

However, this kind of thing is also easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do.

What Li Mingyang is thinking about is also a thing that has never been done before.

That's ......

Create a technique that maximizes the combat effectiveness of all Terran warriors.

In terms of his talent, it is certainly not difficult to create supernatural powers, but most of them are only suitable for his own cultivation, and in terms of other people's talents, not only can they not be promoted quickly, but they have been stuck because it is too difficult to cultivate.

He thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't have a clue.

So, on this day, he wandered around the Divine Martial Academy, looking for inspiration.

Suddenly, as soon as he looked up, he saw the sky......

And, of course, the towering ......

Tower of Babel!

He had an idea in his heart, and slammed his fist: "How did you forget his old man!"

What Li Mingyang thought in his heart was naturally the mysterious tower keeper.

He immediately flew by, and in an instant he had come to the Tower of Babel, and the white-bearded old man was drinking tea in front of the tower, as if waiting for his arrival.

When the white-bearded old man saw him coming, he smiled slightly and said to him, "Sit." ”

Li Mingyang obediently sat on the opposite side, saw that a teacup had already been prepared there, took a sip and said, "You are always waiting for me?"

"Not bad. ”

"How did you know I was coming here to find you?"

The white-bearded old man smiled: "It's not that you came to me, it's that I have something to look for you." ”

"Oh, ...... you say first."

The white-bearded old man took a sip of tea, looked up at the towering Tower of Babel, and sighed slightly.

"I came to you to tell you about the Tower of Babel. ”

"What, Babel...... What's going on?"

The white-bearded old man smiled: "What can happen to the Tower ......of Babel?

"Oh, you're ......."

"I'm probably leaving. ”

Li Mingyang: "...... You, you can't die!"

The white-bearded old man was furious: "Fuck off! Who said I was going to die!"

"Huh, what do you mean......

"I mean, I'm leaving the Divine Martial Academy, and more importantly...... It's time to leave the Tower of Babel. ”

Li Mingyang asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

"Your master, Valkyrie, spoke to me once before he went to fight with the Lord of the Demon Realm, and he asked me to do him a favor, of course, after I found the heir to the guardian of the Tower of Babel. ”

Li Mingyang's heart moved: "Then you now?"

"Yes, I decided, no...... It's already decided, it's just waiting for you to get ready. ”

The white-bearded old man looked at Li Mingyang and said solemnly: "Li Mingyang, I want to hand over the Tower of Babel to you." ”

Although Li Mingyang had already expected this result in his heart, he did not expect that this day would come so quickly, and a sense of responsibility and pressure hit him.

The white-bearded old man glanced at him and said with a smile: "If I don't tell you anything, just give you the Tower ......of Babel like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to live in peace."

"Now, I'll tell you the story of the Tower of Babel, and of course, my own little story. ”

"Good. ”

The white-bearded old man looked up at the sky, and the tall spire reached into the sky, ethereal, almost invisible.

"Do you know where the Tower of Babel came about?"

Li Mingyang scratched his head: "Isn't this kind of treasure of the entire human race, the supreme artifact of the land of Shenzhou to suppress luck, exist since ancient times?"

The white-bearded old man shook his head: "Yes, but it's not right either. ”

"The Tower of Babel has indeed existed since ancient times, and it has appeared not long after the birth of the entire human civilization, but at that time, it was not called the Tower of Babel, and it was ...... Nor is it a tower. ”

"And what is it?"

"It's the same as the essence of the Tower of Babel today, the library. ”

"Oh......"

The white-bearded old man sighed lightly: "Since the birth of the Terran civilization and the creation of the first writing, the Terran has begun to record and pass on all cultures, knowledge, skills, opinions, etc., all of which have been passed down to the present day. ”

"The original Tower of Babel was just a library, but at that time, it was also called a temple, because the civilization of the human race was not yet civilized at that time, and basically the people who held the knowledge were some people called witches, who recorded the textures that they thought could communicate with the nature of heaven and earth, and formed the original writing. ”

"Later, time changed, the years passed, and generation after generation of Terrans added a layer above the temple to place more books and classics, so that the Tower of Babel became higher and higher, and the collection of books inside became more and more ......."

"Of course, the Tower of Babel has not suffered a catastrophe, and even once it can be said to be a catastrophe, but in any case, the catastrophe has passed, civilization continues, and the Tower of Babel will be restored again and continue to be inherited......"

"In this way, I don't know how many tens of millions of years have passed, and the Tower of Babel has slowly given birth to spirituality, which can also be said to be ...... Divinity!"

Li Mingyang suddenly realized: "Oh...... Could it be ...... This is the legendary machine spirit?"

"Difficult, isn't it...... You're the Spirit of Babel?"

The white-bearded old man glanced at him, but shook his head and said, "No!"