The Meteorite Continent, the northern pole, is the top of the mountains.

What is the pinnacle, it means supremacy.

On the top, there is a holy capital, named Jinlingdu.

In the heyday, what is the holy capital?

Jin Ling is not born, and everyone in the mainland knows it.

The holy capital, a place of pilgrimage in the hearts of everyone on the mainland.

Like a needle of the sea god, it stands in the far north, on the peak of the year-round wind and snow, quietly watching the prosperity of the entire continent.

In troubled times, what is the holy capital?

As soon as Jin Ling was born, the mainland was in turmoil.

The ancient bells of the ages resounded melodiously throughout the continent from the picture scroll of the long river of time, like blowing the horn of troubled times, like the dull beating of war drums on the battlefield.

In the void of the Far North, there were colorful rays of light that amazed the eyes of the world, and countless silk-like ribbons of colorful lights were the center, gradually spreading to every corner of the continent.

This day, for many people, should have been an ordinary day.

The innocent and innocent child wears a red belly pocket and a bare little buttocks, and chases with laughter and laughter between the fields and villages.

The sound of Lang Lang's book came from the courtyard, and the ambitious young man held the scroll in his hand, reading diligently, looking forward to the title of the gold list one day.

Like a delicate little flower that has just bloomed on the branches, the delicate girl is gathering together in twos and threes, secretly communicating which rouge gouache has a new product, and which handsome young man is the most suitable for the girl's shyness.

The crackling firecrackers resounded through several streets, the long greeting team was very lively, and many passers-by gathered on both sides to see the lively and happy events, the sedan chair shook and shook, shaking the bride's heart that banged non-stop, and the white horse red robe lined with how handsome and handsome the young groom was.

In the countryside and villages, women raise chickens and pigs at home, pick fresh wild vegetables, and are very busy, the strong man faces the loess with his back to the sky, the hot sun is on his body, and the dark skin can see a large patch of redness.

This day is the most special day, and countless people are concerned about the road ahead.

The bell rings.

The sky is full of colorful lights.

Some people are horrified, some people are silent, some people are surprised, some people are worried, some people are puzzled, some people are broken, and some people are convinced...... The red dust is rolling, and the life is full of one-tenth of one-two.

The fulfillment of the prophecy of ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years of comfortable shattering.

This day is destined to be extraordinary and unpeaceful.

"Jin Ling has been born!!"

I don't know who shouted the first first!

In the distance, there was also an echo.

"Jin Ling has been born!!"

"Jin Ling was born ......"

"The Holy Capital is born!"

“……”

In the bamboo forest of Elixir Island, the girl who was submerged in the pile of books rubbed her tired eye bags and looked up at the colorful sky.

The scholar who was reading with the girl also stopped chattering and stared at the sky together.

On the star-picking platform of Endless Purgatory, a silent young man in a black robe silently looked at the eastern sky.

Behind him, a tall and tall man walked over and patted the boy on the shoulder, without saying a word.

The laughter between the nine young men and girls gathered together in the Absolute Spirit Sect, the Nameless Peak, and the eyes were deep, staring at the same sky.

On the Shuangxia Peak, a man in a green robe stood alone on the edge of the cliff, his eyes faded away from a detached smile, and some only condensed the depth of his eyes...... and a hint of imperceptible palpitations.

Countless and countless people, tacitly agreed, fell into silence at this moment.

There is no need for hysteria, no need to hate the injustice of God.

There is no need to despair, there is no need to be crazy.

What should come, will still come.

There is no need to avoid it, and there is no need to avoid it again.

Then - let's fight!

Life and death, laughter and crying, victory and defeat.

Not in fate, not in heaven.

And—

It's in everyone's hands.

Plus more 20~

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In the transition chapter, Jin Ling was born, and I originally wanted to write about the reactions of the major power bosses, but then I had a brain and wrote it from a different angle.

A chapter written casually, I feel heavy in my heart after writing it.

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In addition, the blocking chapter will try its best to deal with it within this week~

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Okay, good night~

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