Chapter 518: Dazai Yi is also the best

In the year 620 of the Tianyuan calendar, Yuannan was restored and returned to the human race.

The demons who lived in Yuannan were all eliminated.

All the people under Yin Ming's command returned to their lives, and they were all generous and excited.

Yin Ming stood in the air, and his heart was quite gratified.

These more than 30,000 people have all experienced endless wars, which is equivalent to the gold essence that has been smelted.

At the very least, everyone is strong-willed, and there is no weakness.

Moreover, after this training, they all drank demon blood bitterly, and they all had a not weak cultivation.

The choices of the common people are different, most of them practice Wendao, but there are also people who practice martial arts in combination with Wendao.

Yin Ming looked down and said slowly: "In the near future, enter the capital of the Ancient Dynasty - Tianyuan City." ”

When all the people heard this, they all waved their flags and shouted, and their blood boiled.

The bright red banner with the word "Yin" written on it was wantonly displayed on the land of Yuannan.

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A few days later.

Dusk, sunset, lonely and cold.

Wanmin stopped, and Tianyuan City was close at hand.

Broken walls and ruins, swords and guns stand sideways.

Among the devastation on the ground, you can vaguely see the blood stains that dried up from the past to the strong, as well as the traces of the battle left behind.

Through the ruins all over the place, one can imagine how magnificent Tianyuan City was in the past.

Sincerely, in the old days, Tianyuan City was full of pavilions and palaces.

I heard that back then, Tian Yuan Henglian lanterns, Tian Yuan guards were patrolling in the air.

There is even a Martial Saint patrolling the sky!

This is definitely the most magnificent first city of the Terrans.

It was, and it is, and it is unsurpassed.

But right now, even the city gates were blocked by the fragments of two tall Terran statues.

Yang Ziming arranged for people to clean up, and then tens of thousands of people entered the city in a mighty manner.

The city is still in ruins.

Everywhere there are crumbling buildings, and blackened blocks of wood that have survived the war.

Even after hundreds of years, there are even strange black smoke rising in some places.

But fortunately, there are more people who enter the city with Yin Ming, so it is not a problem to clear these roadblocks.

The Imperial City Palace was also quickly cleaned up, and Yin Ming led his disciples to settle in it.

"Hmm... After so long, I didn't expect this place to be so powerful. ”

Qianduan obviously hadn't come to the imperial palace of Tianyuan City in person, and when he entered it at this moment, he felt that there was an imperial majesty slowly drifting in the palace.

Yuan Qi only sneered when he heard this, "How can the power of the Terran Emperor be understood by you, the devil. ”

The Imperial Power of the Human Race is something produced by the power of faith that condenses countless human beings, and to a large extent, the Imperial Power is equivalent to the power of faith.

It's just that in the eyes of the royal authorities, calling it imperial prestige can better reflect the strength of a royal family.

The essential difference between the demons and the human race is that the cohesion of the human race is much greater than that of the demons.

As long as all kinds of strange ideas in the human race come together, all kinds of strange forces come together, it will be an immeasurable force.

Yin Ming looked at Yuan Qi, and then turned his gaze to Qianduan, "Don't underestimate the great power of the human race. ”

The power of the Terrans is not comparable to that of other creatures, at least the prosperity and prosperity of the Terrans will not be reflected only by killing.

Walking in the huge palace, Yin Ming's understanding of the imperial power of the ancient dynasty gradually deepened, or this imperial power that condensed the power of countless human beliefs made Yin Ming's mind gradually become clearer and more thorough.

In his mind, he seemed to remember a sentence that had not sounded in his ears for a long time: you are the future of the human race, and everything you do will affect the rise and fall of the entire human race.

Yin Ming has always disagreed with the saying that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, to a large extent, he chose to cultivate the Tao of Literature not because he wanted to start the Tao of Literature, but because he needed to protect himself.

Much of human creation is based on the satisfaction of self-needs.

Yin Ming is no exception, he chose Wendao because he was too weak at the beginning. So that the martial arts were cut off, like grass mustard, the wind and rain were shaking, and anyone in Hongjing seemed to be able to crush him to death with a finger.

So he had to choose to cultivate the Dao of Literature to protect himself.

But now, when Yin Ming felt the slightest wisp of imperial power, and when that sentence that was even more important than opening the world echoed in his mind again, he suddenly felt that the burden on his body was very heavy.

This kind of burden is not only reflected in Yin Ming's need to eradicate **, but also the peace of the human race.

It is also reflected in what Yin Ming is about to do, and any thing he does will have an immeasurable impact on the entire human race, and even affect the prosperity and decline of the entire human race.

So, on the third day of entering the palace, Yin Ming chose to retreat.

The external reason is that after a series of wars, he has some understanding and wants to retreat and experience.

But the real reason was that he had to think carefully about what he was going to do next.

Although he can predict the prophet, once it is about his own body and the fate of the entire human race, then he has to be more cautious.

And just after Yin Ming's retreat, the task of rebuilding Tianyuan City began under the leadership of Yang Ziming.

The old Tianyuan City is not much different from Hongjing, they are all symmetrical from east to west, and many buildings have been damaged in disrepair, and the city wall is full of holes, which is miserable.

Yin Ming has stayed here for a long time, and such a dilapidated city is naturally not the pattern of his dignified Wendao ancestor, although he has never said anything to let the people renovate it.

However, the people know in their hearts that the ancestor of Wendao, a great man who created an era, is really insulting to the word "ancestor" to live in such a residence.

Bai Yan is not interested in this, mainly because he has always been simple and used to it, anyway, he is still a person wherever he goes, even if he lives in the palace, he is not like this?

Of course, Qianduan will not have any words, he is the demon lord, will the dignified demon lord still contribute to the renovation of the city by the human race?

At this moment, he was respectfully guarding the place of Yin Ming's retreat.

He knew that Yin Ming, the ancestor of the Wendao Dao, was far stronger than what the world saw, and his literary aura had reached a very terrifying and pure level.

Not to mention owning this kind of thing, it is a small sip, but I am afraid that it is enough to feast on the dry end.

Of course, that also has to be agreed by Yin Ming.

Yin Ming in the secret room, at this moment, there was a thick white gas rising above his head, but it did not disperse, but kept rolling.

I saw that the white qi turned into a white deer for a while, and then into a white crane, and then into a white dragon later, rolling in the thick throat, as if roaring, but there was no sound.

Yin Ming's cheeks were expressionless, and there were no beads of sweat, but there was a faint brilliance flashing.

On the hands lying flat on the knees, there are constantly visions emerging, the full moon in the dark night, the blue sky and the rainbow, one left and one right, one yin and one yang, alternating with each other, but blending with each other.

"It is in harmony with heaven and earth, the sun and the moon are in harmony, the four seasons are in order, and the ghosts and gods are in harmony with their good fortune and evil. ”

"The gentleman cultivates the auspicious, and the villain is the murderer. ”

These two words have been ringing in the secret room, and after thirty days, the secret room has returned to peace.

After the fiftieth day, Yin Ming, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a black and white thing floating in the depths of his crystal clear eyes, which looked very much like a Taiji diagram.

I only heard Yin Ming muttering in a low voice, "The way to establish the sky is called yin and yang." The way of standing on the ground is said to be soft and rigid. The way of establishing a person is benevolence and righteousness. ”

"It's so easy, it's the best!"

At this moment, Yin Ming's heart was extremely clear, and he seemed to have figured out what kind of joint he had in an instant.

And the moment he opened his eyes, the dry end who had been guarding outside the secret room also opened his eyes.