It's the day.

When Song Lanyi withdrew from the dream space again, her mood was still a little heavy.

This is a heaviness that cannot be eliminated even after hearty study.

What is the reason for this...... Will saints be jealous, afraid, and even hopeless?

Song Lanyi thought about it for a while, but put the matter aside.

She's just a slightly gifted five-grade realm.

The sky fell, and there were saints on top.

All she has to do now is to keep working hard, gather resources, and fight for opportunities.

As the day of the arrival of the Great Race of All Races progressed little by little, the entire capital was completely lively.

The human race, the sea race, the demon race, and even the demon barbarian faction that opposed the human race in Shuobei have all sent holy sons and holy daughters of various races.

For a time, there was a wonderful atmosphere in the whole capital that was both full of flowers and sabre-rattling.

In the court, the things that the princes and adults fought over could not escape one word - "the great competition of all races".

In the end, it was Emperor Amaterasu and several members of the cabinet who decided to use the Thousand Words Divine Tree as the venue for this competition.

The name of the Thousand Words Divine Tree, Song Lanyi had heard it in the mouth of the Medicine Sage.

This is an extremely rare form of xenoplantation.

It is born in a first-class realm, and as long as it grows to a complete state, it is a saint realm.

It can be said that in addition to being unable to move or speak, it has grasped the word "reincarnation".

Legend has it that there are a total of 10,080 leaves on the Thousand Words God Tree, and each leaf can accommodate a small secret realm.

If this Thousand Words Divine Tree is stronger, among the 10,080 leaves, there are 36 of them, which can accommodate 36 small thousand worlds.

Of course, this is just a legend, and Song Lanyi doesn't know how it really is.

It wasn't this that she was worried about, but ...... Piles of war books.

Looking at the basket of war books at the door, Steward Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead, quite frightened.

He snapped his fingers and counted them over and over again, "Those who came to write the war book today include the Xuanling Holy Son of the Demon Clan, the Holy Son of the Fox Clan, and the Holy Son of Pengyi...... Finally, there is the Snow Rabbit Clan's Xue Xuan Holy Son......"

"Wait, wait......" Song Lanyi was surprised.

"Xue Ji has always been good friends with me, this Xue Xuan Holy Son of the Snow Rabbit Clan came to give me a war letter, what does this mean?"

Speaking of this, Steward Wang's face became more and more strange.

He hesitated for a moment before he said, "Xue Xuan Holy Son said...... The hatred of taking away his wife is not shared! ”

After listening to this, Song Lanyi was silent for a while, and then sighed deeply, "Disaster ...... This is true. Forget it, forget it, anyway, I'm not afraid of itching if there are more lice. ”

Thinking of this, Steward Wang couldn't help but count the war letters he had received these days, and when he finished counting, he couldn't help but feel a fainting feeling.

His old eyes were full of tears, anxious and afraid, and his whole body was trembling, "Yiyi, so many enemies want to kill you, or this ten thousand races will be ...... Let's not go. ”

Of course, Steward Wang knew that this was stupid, but he had to say it!

I only heard him continue to tremble and say, "This ten thousand clans Dabi is not a playhouse, that real knife and real gun, it will kill people when it fights!" Yiyi, although you have talent, but in the end it is the five-grade realm, and the cultivation is the slightest mistake, and it is a thousand miles wrong in actual combat! ”

When Song Lanyi heard this, he slowly closed the battle book.

She patted Steward Wang on the shoulder and said softly, "Others can retreat from this battle, but I can't." I, a Hanlin scholar, retired from the academy, and I lost all the face of the scholars in the world that day. ”

"It's not that I'm exaggerating, it's not that I think too highly of myself, but Your Majesty...... Yes to me. ”

Hearing the words "Your Majesty said", Steward Wang immediately wilted.

With a sad face, he was stunned to squeeze out a smile on his face.

He didn't know if he was comforting Song Lanyi or himself.

"Also, we have a great opportunity in Yiyi, and it is impossible to lose."

Tonight.

Throughout Shangjing, there are countless people who can't sleep all night, and the lights are bright.

On the city wall, there is a hidden golden light flashing, if Song Lanyi is here, he can see that these golden lights are none other than those ancestors and martyrs who fought to the death for the human race.

Under the golden light, the martyrs looked at the lights of thousands of homes in the capital.

They never envy the east wind and the thousands of trees blooming at night, nor do they yearn for the BMW carved cars to fill the road.

Because they are the creators of the prosperous world.

Even as time goes by, more and more of them ...... It has been forgotten by the world, and can only sleep at the base of the city wall.

At this time, Emperor Amaterasu leaned on the railing alone, climbing high and looking into the distance.

Vaguely, he saw the distant mountains and daisies, saw the starry wilderness, and saw countless heroes, fighting, killing, and high-spirited in the past time.

Suddenly, he only felt that the Qianhe Palace was too high, too far away, and too alienated from the fireworks in the world.

He suddenly had a ...... The mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the melancholy of spring.

This melancholy is just like the smoke and rain all over the city, and like a river of wind and flocculents.

Emperor Amaterasu chuckled lightly and whispered, "I hope that in thousands of years, I and you will still be remembered." ”

After speaking, he raised the wine bottle in his hand at the heroic spirit at the city wall.

His wrist tilted, and the wine bottle poured slowly, spilling on the floor.

"This cup, to you."

"May the prosperous world not be extinguished, just like the sun and the moon."

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"Knock, knock, knock—"

The bell on the city wall resounded throughout the capital.

Subsequently, the entire capital suddenly fissioned into a deep ravine as if the ground was moving.

It's just that the people of the capital didn't feel panicked, but watched this scene with great interest.

Xiao Er in the tavern looked at this scene, shook the handkerchief in his hand, and said with a smile, "The last time I saw the Great Competition of All Races, it was when I was a child. ”

Outsiders like Song Lanyi all looked out with interest when they heard this.

In the depths of those ravines, a huge plate suddenly rose.

The plates fly into the air and join together in a special way, finally forming a huge floating continent.

The most important thing is the center of the floating continent, where there are large trees that almost obscure the sky.

This big tree is the thousand-word divine tree of the saint realm.

The root system of the Thousand Words Divine Tree, which extends downward from the floating continent, has always been rooted in the soil of Shangjing.

All of a sudden, there was an inexplicable fluctuation of spiritual power in the air.

This gap in the movement of spiritual power conveys a meaning:

"Those who participate in the Great Contest of All Races, within thirty breaths, will ascend to the sky."

As soon as these words came out, the entire capital was like a meteor rising, and countless lights and shadows were dense, accompanied by the sound of a whistling sound breaking the air.

At the same time, a huge canopy of heaven appeared in the field of vision of everyone in the Great Qian, the Sea Clan, and even the Demon Clan.

Victory is king, defeat is evil.

Tianjiao and mortals are just between winning and losing.

If one person wins, the ethnic group will prosper, and all mortals can ascend to heaven.

This is the ...... that crosses the four seas and runs through the Buddha country of the East China Sea Great competition of all races!

(End of chapter)