"Who are you?"

"Luobei. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Pursue power. ”

"What is power?"

“...........”

"It seems that you still don't understand the nature of power, there is a time transition circle under your feet, transmit your own power into it to activate it, and feel it in endless time. ”

“.................”

Luo Bei was speechless, looked at the magic circle with complex patterns engraved under his feet, sighed, closed his eyes, and turned on his energy.

The circle bloomed with a dazzling silver light, and the lines were also embellished with silver rays, shining brightly.

Luo Bei opened his eyes, looked around, and fell into the light of the magic circle.

Above, a golden orb gradually dimmed.

A voice that was close to murmuring sounded.

"The essence of power is nothing but idealism, why have people today forgotten it?"

The main hall was also darkened, and there was no sound.

.........................

Hall of Faith

In the dim candlelight, the Pope's figure looked so weak, so thin, silently looking at the archangel statue, his eyes began to cloud.

The door was open, but the light from the outside world never shone through.

A priest walked in and stood quietly behind him after saluting.

The Pope did not seem to hear or see, still looking up at the statue.

The priest also stood quietly, without any movement.

It was a long time before the Pope glanced at him and said:

"What's the matter?"

The priest bowed his head again, and then said slowly:

"His Majesty the Pope, the Holy Maiden opened the temple. ”

"Oh?"

The Pope looked at her in surprise and turned around.

The priest whispered:

"The one who is in the east has gone in. ”

"Hmm..."

The Pope nodded thoughtfully, pacing back and forth.

The priest stood aside with his head bowed.

The Pope suddenly stopped, looked out the door, and said:

"Forget it, there's no need to worry about this matter, saintess, there are always privileges, not to mention that I have also seen the young man called "North", his qualifications are really good, it doesn't hurt to let him in once, it's just that don't spread the news outside. ”

The priest looked up at the Pope suspiciously.

The Pope sighed and said:

"The Holy Maiden doesn't know how long it will take to enter the Holy Rank, the Papal States is not completely stable, and people's hearts will always be scattered, if before that, it would be a good thing that the young man advanced to the Holy Rank in advance. Even if he can't be promoted, in the Vatican, we can protect him. ”

The priest's face changed, and he said cautiously:

"Could it be..."

"Yes, those guys are already eyeing him, how can a little guy know so many secrets? Is it really the inheritance of a certain god.....?"

The Pope muttered to himself and sighed.

The priest was silent for a moment before he said:

"The British royal princess is here again. ”

The Pope nodded, looked at the statue again, and said slowly:

"The British royal family, is it the inheritance of Charlemagne?"

"It is said that yes, the princess also changed her name and called Nosha. ”

"Nosa... The future king, hehe, what a name..."

The Pope smiled, his eyes deepening.

It's as if you see a distant future.

"Don't keep an eye on it, just remember not to let them run out at will, it's too dangerous outside. ”

The Pope casually commanded, and then closed his eyes again.

After the sacrifice was performed, he went backwards and left.

The hall darkened again.

.......................

Shushan

Q Jianfeng is unusually lively today.

Each sect sent powerful figures to watch the ceremony.

In the Sword Palace, the head of the sect was dressed in a navy blue robe, carrying a long sword, his white hair and white beard were combed very well, and the whole person was smiling, looking very spiritual.

Wujian stood on the lower side, with a white robe and a white sword, his face was flat, his eyes were full of blue and white swords, and he quietly watched the head of the sect and the people of various sects greeting and laughing, his eyes fluttering. I don't know what I'm thinking.

After a long time, the salute was fired and the ceremony officially began.

The first gift: dedication.

Abide by your heart and ask the sword wholeheartedly.

Wujian stepped forward, turned his back to everyone and looked at the master, and slowly lowered his head.

The head coach still smiled, and when he looked at Wujian, his eyes had a little more warmth.

"Without a sword, my Shushan sword cultivator should be dedicated to asking the sword, and the heart destroys the sword, let me ask you, is your sword and your heart real?"

Wujian raised his head, his expression was resolute, and he replied loudly:

"My heart is like a sword, and my body is like a sword. ”

Everyone present nodded secretly.

The head coach is even more pleased.

But the ritual still has to go on.

The head teacher continued to drink and ask:

"What's your sword path?"

No sword stands tall with his chest, and his sword bones are strong:

"My sword is the guard. ”

"Guarding Shushan for thousands of years. ”

"Protecting the common people has gone through hardships to survive. ”

At the end, Wujian's eyes flickered slightly, and he added a sentence in his heart.

"Protect her from all calamities, and the road is smooth. ”

The head of the sect looked at the people below and smiled slightly.

Licheng!

Second Rite: Observance

In life, etiquette cannot be abolished.

The Sect Leader walked down, took out the jade wrench finger that symbolized the position of the Sect Master, and handed it to Wujian, who took it, held it in the palm of his hand with both hands, and raised it to the sky.

Turn to face the people, face heaven and earth, and kneel.

"Kneeling in the sky, I am fortunate to enter Shu Mountain in this life. ”

"In the kneeling earth, people are like swords, hearts are like swords, and a sword enters the earth. ”

"Three kneeling beings, not only in charge of Shu Mountain, but also guarding the common people, at the expense of their own bodies. ”

After kneeling three times, Wujian got up, and his eyes became even deeper.

The second gift, the ceremony!

The Third Gift: Preaching

Inherit the torch and pass it on together.

Holding the swordless hand, the master trembled and put the jade wrench on his thumb, and then slowly walked backwards, joining the other people who were watching the ceremony.

Wujian lowered his head and looked at the wrench in his hand, and then looked at the people in the audience, as well as the eager eyes of other fellow students, and suddenly felt a pressure.

And the girl......

Are you still there?

The swordless pupils contracted slightly, and then returned to normal.

He turned, walked up to the bronze chair of the Sect Master, paused for a moment, and then sat down.

Facing everyone, Wujian raised his hand with the jade wrench.

"Congratulations to the new leader. ”

Everyone in the audience clasped their fists and saluted together, and the disciples of Shushan also knelt down and saluted, chanting together.

Looking at everyone in the audience, Wujian stood up, raised his hands in a false position, and said slowly when everyone stood up straight and looked at him:

"I Shushan sword cultivation, since I should be clear-minded, the sword heart is clear, and I asked with a sword. ”

"I am a sword cultivator in Shushan, and I should protect the common people and preach with my heart. ”

"My Shushan disciple should be responsible for himself, maintain the friendship of the same way, and cannot be violated. ”

This time, all the Shushan disciples clasped their fists together and shouted:

"Shushan disciples, follow the Shushan rituals, guard the heart of the sword, the heart is right, the sword is clear, the heart is destroyed, and the sword is broken. ”

The salute rang out again.

The third salute, the end of the salute!

In the rumbling cannons, everyone was laughing and saluting each other.

But no one saw the gloom of the swordless fleeting.

I am here...

Where are you...

Wujian silently looked at the sky.

As the sect leader of the Shu Mountain Sect, he naturally couldn't go down the mountain easily.

How long will it take to see you?

So close, yet so far!

Between me and you, it's not just Luobei that separates you.

And the common people!

A silent sigh without a sword!

......................................

Elven Realm

The dancing moon waved her hand and dispersed the mirror image in the sky.

"Why don't you keep watching?"

The god walked over and asked with a smile as he looked at the dissipating mirror.

Besides, Wuyue also smiled.

"It's a good thing that he can become a coach, after all, he is also a friend, but then I should work hard. ”

The god nodded with satisfaction, looked at the blue sky above his head, was silent for a while, and said:

"This place is no longer suitable for you to continue cultivating, I'll take you to another place and grab my hand. ”

Guo Wuyue was puzzled, but she couldn't help but ask, and grabbed the god's hand tightly.

The space distorted, and both of them disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already another world.

The green mountains and green waters are like ink paintings.

The clouds are steaming and the mist is like a fairyland.

Guo Wuyue let go of her hand and took a few steps forward, feeling the rich power of heaven and earth, and the power of the intertwined "Dao".

"What is this place?"

Because of staying together for a long time, Wuyue has lost her original restraint.

The god laughed, looked at the top of the mountain in the distance, and said:

"A friend of mine once did not escape the erosion of time, and regretfully passed away in the endless years. ”

When Wuyue heard this, she was silent for a while, and then suddenly had an idea, and asked curiously:

"Can't a strong man like you live forever?"

The god was stunned, and then burst out laughing.

Dancing Yue Hao Ran, her face was slightly red.

"You.."

The god shook his head and said:

"Everything in the universe begins and ends. ”

"It's as small as a mote and as big as the universe. ”

"There will be a time when it will disappear. ”

"It's just a matter of time. ”

The god spoke, walked slowly with his hands on his back, looked at the sky and sighed:

"Even if we are invincible in the universe and gallop freely in the universe, what can we do?"

"Even the universe will be shattered one day, let alone us, who are small?"

"How can there be immortality?"

Wu Yue's heart was cold.

"Then what are we cultivating for? Knowing that we will die in the end, why bother to pursue it?"

The god reached out and tapped her on the forehead, and rebuked:

"Even if you are as small as an ant, you can't give up struggling. ”

"If you work hard, there will always be a glimmer of life. ”

"If you don't work hard, you're doomed. ”

The dancing moon was silent.

My heart is still cold.

The gods seemed to understand her thoughts, and just shook their heads and said:

"You should rest for a few days first, and when you figure it out, you are cultivating. ”

Guo Wuyue nodded, and then walked aimlessly.

The god sighed silently and turned to leave.

......................

temple

The lights were shining again.

Luo Bei stood up and looked at the fireball above, not sad or happy.

"What is power?"

Fireball asked again.

Luo Bei said calmly:

"What we can control is power. ”

This time, Fireball was silent for a moment before continuing to ask:

"What about those who can't be controlled?"

"Disaster. ”

Luo Bei said categorically.

The fireball was silent again, and after a long time, he asked:

"Even if it is a disaster, it is a kind of power, and your answer is a bit tricky. ”

Luobei was also silent.

"But there is some truth, having this kind of thinking is also a blessing for human beings, count it on you. ”

The fireball began to flicker.

Luo Bei couldn't help but start his heart beat.

"The Divine Visualization Array is opened, little one, go in and re-examine yourself as a god. ”

The fireball soared into the air, revealing a circle beneath it, glittering with gold.

Luo Bei swallowed his saliva and walked in.

Jinguang Daisheng.

..............................

In a distant part of the land, where no grass grows on the surface, rivers dry up, and the land cracks.

Nearly 100 meters deep, a huge city.

Like a city on the surface, the city is reasonably constructed, but there is no technological element.

In the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord sat on a chair with a dark face.

Below, a dark creature is kneeling and reading a piece of information.

After reading it, his body trembled and he buried his head lower.

The city lord's cheeks twitched, and his eyes raced with rage.

"So, the London underground base has been wiped out?"

"It's... Yes. ”

Although the city lord's voice was calm, the dark creature could still hear the pent-up anger in it.

The castle lord took a deep breath and tried to calm down, but found himself getting angrier, and with a wave of his hand, the dark light flashed away, and the dark creatures kneeling below dissipated as if they had been dissolved.

"A base.... A base...."

The city lord clenched his hands into fists and roared.

Outside the door, a person walked in, hidden in a cloak, and walked in slowly.

"Mr. You, you're here. ”

When the city lord saw this Mr. You, he was very respectful, and hurriedly walked down to greet him.

Mr. You glanced at the marks on the ground, and walked to the side and sat down expressionlessly.

The city lord smiled awkwardly and sat on the side.

"City Lord, you still have to strengthen your heart, kill people at every turn, this habit is not good. ”

Mr. You glanced at him and said in a flat tone.

The city lord nodded.

"What do you think about this incident, tell me. ”

Mr. You said slowly.

The city lord sighed and said:

"The destruction of a base is a huge loss. But I don't know the specific information until now, so I can only guess, Mr. You, just listen to it. ”

Mr. Yu nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Our base has always been very hidden, but after all, London is close to the Dark Council, although the person in charge over there easily does not provoke the Dark Council, and it is difficult to guarantee that the British royal family will have any ideas, but..."

Speaking of this, the city lord looked at Mr. Yu carefully and continued:

"It's just that the strength of the British royal family is too weak, even if you go all out, it can't do anything to the base, it can only be a powerful force from outside, so I guess it's..."

"The Vatican!"

Mr. You answered.

The city lord nodded.

"The Vatican..."

Mr. You flexed his fingers and tapped lightly on the tabletop.

"Are the London bases sure to be completely destroyed? Are there people who have been captured alive? Our plans can't be exposed now. ”

The city lord thought for a moment and said cautiously:

"According to the intelligence, the entire base has been destroyed, and the larger stones are not visible, and now they are all soaked with water, and it is difficult to check them closely. ”

Mr. You frowned and asked:

"Is it all ruined?"

"Yes. ”

"Such a large base, the materials are also special, and there is a strong man close to the Holy Rank with a pseudo-realm, if you want to do that, I am afraid that at least five Holy Orders can only be done by dispatching them. ”

"Shhh..... Five-digit ....."

"There should be no worries. ”