Chapter 178: The Sorrow of the Weak
"The immeasurable power of the sea? It is indeed a magical exercise, the aura of heaven and earth is like an endless wave pouring into the body, and the body is like the sea, absorbing all of this completely. ”
Wang Xuandong felt that this was worthy of the legendary miracle, which was infinitely helpful to people's ascension.
"The grace of the predecessors is unforgettable, but I don't know if the seniors can allow this cultivation method to be passed on to other ancient people. ”
Fengyun Wuji also felt that this technique was powerful, but his first thought was to pass on this cultivation method to more ancient people.
"Fengyun Wuji, you are too much! The master taught you the exercises, you don't worship the master as a teacher, and you still want to pass on the master's secret method to others at will, what is your intention? Do you want to betray the master?"
Before Zhang Liang could speak, Wang Xuandong jumped up directly to object, his expression was very angry, if it weren't for Zhang Liang, he would almost have to draw his sword and face each other.
This has to do with the primeval tradition.
In Zhang Liang's view, Taigu is more like a martial arts, and the top masters are all practicing their own secret methods, and even creating forces one by one.
At the same time, this world attaches great importance to the inheritance of the master, and many times, a person's cultivation method represents the force where he is located, as well as his teacher.
The exercises in the random division are spread out, alas, many primeval human races seem to be deviant and betray the master, it is simply a thousand cuts, and they will be spurned by everyone.
After accepting Zhang Liang's exercises, Wang Xuandong regarded himself as Zhang Liang's disciple, so he couldn't stand the unscrupulous approach.
Zhang Liang waved his hand, signaling that there was no need for this.
"I also hope that the Terrans will become stronger, but the current Terrans are too chaotic, and the major forces are fighting each other, causing more damage to the already small number of the ancient Terrans.
If you want to change the current pattern of the human race, you need to have enough power, and I don't have this power. Only a few small things can be changed......"
Zhang Liang did not continue this topic, the overthrow of this power is allowed by the Temple, they need to use countless battles to let a top powerhouse rise on the bones of countless Terrans, for this, they do not need to pay any price.
Unless there is a presence at the highest level of the Terran to change this order, nothing can be changed.
However, this cultivation strategy of the temple has been carried out for tens of millions of years, and countless Terran powerhouses have died for it, and their bones are scattered all over the primeval land.
With so many sacrifices, it's almost impossible to stop now.
The upper echelons of the Terrans are like gamblers who have lost their eyes, they are desperate to win their capital back, but their way is wrong, and if they continue like this, they can only lose more and more.
The bones of the Terran will only get thicker and thicker, but now that it has developed to such a point, it is no longer easy for the upper echelons of the Terran to decide to stop this plan.
No one can afford to take responsibility for this.
The second war of gods and demons is getting closer and closer, and the pressure on the many high-level people of the human race is getting bigger and bigger, and they are also the top powerhouses, the clearer they know that without the supreme human race, the future can only be a dead end.
No matter how much it takes, the human race will cultivate a new generation of supremes.
This is the helplessness of the weak, and it is also the sorrow of the weak.
Zhang Liang has no way to change all this, and neither does Fengyun Wuji.
Even if Zhang Liang showed that his cultivation exercises had an incomparably huge ability, which could greatly increase the cultivation speed of the human race, it could not change the most fundamental fate of the human race.
The more and more strong people will only make the battle more and more serious, and the more blood will be shed by the Terrans.
Without the Supreme, any way to improve the strength of the human race is vain.
Zhang Liang is familiar with the future development of the world after the entire ascension, so he feels more and more helpless.
The enemies of the Terrans are simply too strong.
Just thinking about it can be depressing.
Fengyun Wuji didn't know everything in the future, and now he was still full of enthusiasm, full of desire to do something for the primeval human race.
"I will try to change all this, in the future, I will finally surprise the world, I want to be like the supreme of the human race, slaughter gods and demons, sign a new contract with gods and demons, and let the human race rise. ”
Feng Yunji's words are very firm, with an indomitable belief.
"Haha...... It's you, haha......"
Wang Xuandong laughed at Fengyun Wuji, and even laughed with crystal tears at the end, I don't know if he was laughing at Fengyun Wuji, or he was sad for the fate of the Taigu people.
He has survived for millions of years in the primeval world, and he knows a lot about the situation in the primeval world, and the supreme of the human race is indeed invincible in the world, but all of them have disappeared in hiding.
All he saw was countless demons and demons bullying the Terrans at will, but the Terrans couldn't resist.
Even if the strong man of the human race can easily kill the evil demons, he does not dare to do it, for fear of causing the second war of gods and demons.
All the ancient people have a faint speculation about the disappearance of the Terran Supreme, and the current Terran is too fragile to withstand another big war.
Therefore we can only endure and endure continuously.
The high-level leaders of the Demon Realm can use humans as blood food at will, but the Terrans dare not speak out, and they still want to treat the strong people of the Demon Realm as guests.
The longer the Terran powerhouse lives, the more sad he is about the situation of the Terran, and the more he wants to change.
But the supreme is not visible, and the human race does not have the slightest confidence at all.
What is the future of the Terrans?
Wang Xuandong can't comment on the youthful enthusiasm of Fengyun Wuji, why didn't he have such a mind back then.
Any human race who has ascended to the primeval has an extremely extraordinary talent and an extremely strong will.
But after seeing all the things that happened in the primeval world, those who were ambitious would be consumed.
"I look forward to the day when you succeed, when the Terrans should cheer, and all the primeval Terrans are waiting for that day. ”
Zhang Liang's gaze was deep and distant, he stared straight into the distance, vaguely saw endless blood and fire, and saw the terrifying and monstrous battle in the future.
He has no ability to change the situation of the human race, so he can only try his best to make Fengyun Wuji stronger, and the ancient people become stronger, so that the human race will shed less blood.
"You go, you can pass on this exercise I transferred to you, you can pass it on to anyone, but you have to assure me that you must be cautious when choosing a successor, and you can't pass him on to the demon clan.
The meridians in the body of the demon race are not much different from those of the human race, and if this cultivation method is obtained by the demon race, it will have endless harm to the human race. ”
Zhang Liang let out a long sigh, the more he thought about the situation of the Terrans, the more desperate he became, the more he knew, and the more desperate he was about the future of the Terrans.