The palace is like a temple, mysterious and majestic.
The dragon is coiled on the roof, and the black bird is flying in the sky.
This is not over yet, what follows is the rat, the ugly ox, the tiger, the rabbit, the dragon, the snake, the horse, the sheep, the monkey, the rooster, the dog, and the pig.
Turn into patterns on the palace pillars or walls.
This is a palace full of ancient Chinese atmosphere.
Shen Yan was stunned to see the twelve earthly branches, which were the legendary guardian beasts of China. They penetrated the entire Chinese civilization.
Shen Yan is very confused now. What is this palace composed of soul storm in front of him?
Because it is a palace composed of soul storms, all matter cannot block it, so it is so illusory and real overlapping on the earth.
Towering and spectacular.
There is an urge to worship.
And...at first, everyone only thought that there was a domain formed by a powerful soul storm, which made many powerful people cast doubtful eyes.
But now, even ordinary people, people with weak soul power, looked over in confusion, because the shadow of the indescribable palace on the soul became increasingly clear.
They couldn't see it with their eyes, but specific projections began to appear on their souls, as if they were forcibly printed on everyone's souls, and it was impossible not to see them.
Shock!
What exactly is that?
There are many incomprehensible things in this world, and extraordinary mysterious powers are everywhere. But at this moment, they really can't imagine what is reflected in their souls.
A building that has never been seen before, full of indescribable beauty and mystery, so solemn that it dare not be blasphemed.
At this time, Shen Yan's location happened to be inside the palace.
Changes also began to occur inside the palace, and clay sculptures began to appear one after another. These clay sculptures were like the sacred immortals and Buddhas enshrined in the temple, but they were more lifelike.
Shen Yan just glanced at it and was speechless. Isn't this... isn't this the thousands of ancestors he worshiped?
When Shen Yan looked up, these clay statues were already sitting in the shrines.
Row after row, column after column, overlooking all living beings and the believers who come to offer incense and pray.
A little bit of incense was twining around them, making them look like Buddhas and saints, as ethereal as sitting on the clouds. Shen Yan couldn't tell whether these ancestors were really here or just some clay sculpture fantasy.
At this time, Zhao Kuo happened to walk into the cellar, picked up Shen Yan and walked outside.
He was probably worried that something might happen to Shen Yan.
Shen Yan was so "demented" that he didn't react at all. After being taken out by Zhao Kuo, he found that everyone was similar to him.
They all looked up, with expressions of extreme disbelief.
At this moment, the entire city of mercenary groups was static.
Not only the mercenary city, but also the nearby spiritual tribe, countless people looked at the mercenary city.
The heroic spirits who were far away were looking in this direction with their pupils infinitely dilated.
"Boom!"
At this time, a bell rang from the towering palace.
Hong Zhong Da Lu’s bell.
Bell, in Chinese civilization, is the oldest musical instrument and the most sacred sacrificial instrument. It is usually used on important occasions such as worshiping heaven, gods and ancestors.
used in.
It can be said that Hong Zhongda Lu is a symbol of Chinese civilization.
When the rippling bells rang, "strange" scenes began to appear in the sky above the palace.
There are giants wielding axes to chop through the chaos, goddesses with the heads of snakes and bodies of snakes crushing mud and scattering it in all directions, monstrous floods falling from the sky, and loving mothers stepping on divine birds to mend the blue sky with stones.
There is Emperor Sui who makes fire and burns fuel to be passed down to eternity, there is Fuxi who tells the laws of time and four seasons in heaven and earth, there is Shen Nong who tastes hundreds of herbs to determine the five grains, there is Dayu who regulates water and draws all lakes and seas back to flow, there is Cangji who creates characters that make the heaven and earth weep, ghosts and gods change colors...
Everyone's expressions were already demented: "..."
What exactly were they seeing?
Shen Yan was so excited that his body was trembling.
The origin of Chinese civilization and the traceability of the descendants of Yan and Huang.
"Boom", once again, the sound of Hong Zhongda Lu.
But this time, there seemed to be more sounds of chimes. The sound of the chimes striking one after another was clear and sweet, making people want to listen hard, as if the torrent of history was repeating itself.
The scene above the palace also began to undergo some changes.
Human beings began to see men farming and women weaving, and fighting with iron horses.
There are so many magical birds and beasts to see.
The nine-headed willow tree, the ground terrestrial deer, the big phoenix and the heavy bright bird, the fox has nine tails, the bird has one leg, the turtle has a snake tail, the tiger has two wings...
This is the age of mountain and sea myths.
"Dong", the third bell rang, mixed with the sound of silk and bamboo, and the sound of melancholy, which made people's soul flutter.
The picture of the sky continues to evolve.
Human beings evolved from tribes to cities, and then from cities to dynasties.
Forgers used the best copper in the world to cast the Nine Cauldrons to control the nine provinces. Writers inscribed characters on the bronze, and then the characters were carved on bamboo slips. The bamboo slips were bound with silk threads and made into books by contract.
Women plant mulberry trees, raise silkworms, and weave cloth.
There are also gods and men fighting on the earth, an old man riding an ox and his disciple Xuandu chatting in a high seat, a majestic middle-aged man leading twelve disciples to kill and break the catastrophe, and a young man carrying four swords on his back riding a golden ao from the East China Sea and setting up a sword formation. Let the sky change color.
This was the era of Xia, Shang and Zhou.
"Boom!" Hong Zhongda Lu's voice sounded again. It was like a violinist playing the piano and making music, which made the sound even more beautiful. Birds and beasts seemed to be standing still to listen.
The picture of the sky began to change.
Human beings built thousands of miles of walls with bricks and stones, and gathered all the weapons in the world to forge nine giant golden men.
Human beings have long sleeves and long robes, and thousands of silk books are in the cabinet.
Some people used bark fishing nets to make paper, others used clay blocks to print ten thousand characters, and beautiful fireworks appeared in the sky for the first time...
Even more wonderful fairy tales began from then on, and the fantasy fairy palace became an eternal topic in the long history.
Human beings divide the fairy court into three pure states, six emperors, four positions of merit, five directions and five elders, six dings and six armors, nine obsidian stars, ten directions of heaven, twelve yuan chen, twenty-eight stars, thirty-six heavenly generals...
This is the era of Qin and Han myths.
The bells kept ringing, and the pictures kept flowing.
Others might not understand, but Shen Yan was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
Every picture and every sound is the memory of the descendants of Yan and Huang, and the bright light of Chinese civilization.
And the shock that others are feeling now is indescribable, even third-order people like Zhao Kuo
Zhang's legend, because this spiritual storm has lasted for too long. Such a vast spiritual storm can last for a long time. How is this possible?
Except for Shen Yan, probably no one knew what they were seeing now.
This is such a great sadness.
But even if it just shook Shen Yan's soul, Shen Yan felt it was enough.
This is his culture.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the scene continued to evolve rapidly until the vision ended.
Everyone: "..."
In fact, only Shen Yan was shocked, because at the end of the vision, some strange messages suddenly appeared in everyone's minds, like souls forming sound waves that spread around. Anyone with a soul would hear these messages.
Shen Yan also got the same information and couldn't close his mouth.
It is a profession, a new one, a profession that has not existed before.
Feng Bo, Rain Master, Dragon King, He Bo...
Mountain God, Earth, Kitchen King...
Alchemist, strongman, shaman...
Poet, lyricist, songwriter...
Painter, violinist, chess player...
Swordsman, swordsman, boxer...
There is too much, too much information, even just the name of the profession can make people dizzy.
Do you know how shocking this is? Just like the Dark Moon Sect, the emergence of a Goddess/Son of God career sequence made the Dark Moon Sect popular for a while. Although there are reasons behind it, it can also be seen how much of a sensation the emergence of a new career can cause.
But now, there are so many that they can’t even sort them out at the moment.
Crazy, almost instantly makes people crazy, although they don't know now whether such information is true or false.
Shen Yan was going crazy.
This is a complete, brand new, professional system.
It's not at the same level as just the emergence of one of the new professions.
Shen Yan used to wonder why the mercenary profession was so Westernized even though this world had a deep connection with his era.
Whether they are corpse whisperers, psychics, sentries, witches, or prisoners, these all seem to be a little different from the culture Shen Yan is familiar with.
It turned out that all the professions he was familiar with were here.
Shen Yan was very confused now. What kind of existence did these familiar professional names have?
Mythology, martial arts, history, and art seem to be included.
But whether it is myth or real history, it is naturally a kind of Chinese civilization.
Who dares to say that these myths have nothing to do with Chinese civilization?
Shen Yan really didn't know how to express his emotions at this time.
If his guess is correct, these are probably the result of him establishing such an ancestral hall.
Really, he never thought there would be such a big battle.
Look, that majestic palace is still standing there.
It made Shen Yan feel that half of China was there.
The mouths of Bamboo Zi and other children are as wide as a duck egg can be stuffed in. That is their residence, and this palace overlaps with their residence.
I rubbed my eyes vigorously, but there was no change at all. It was not looking with my eyes at all.
Even if you close your eyes, you can still project onto your soul.
Everyone: "..."
So the palace just stayed there and didn't disappear?
Impossible, the power of human souls is limited, and it is impossible to maintain such a powerful soul storm forever.
This is definitely a crazy day.
There are also people who have woken up a little and are rushing here crazily.
They gathered around and watched.
This is an absolute miracle.
Chaos, noise, excitement.
But they are very familiar with one thing: watching the excitement will kill people, especially when they are curious about things they cannot understand.
For now, just watch.
At this time, a seal suddenly appeared in the sky. At a speed beyond the soul's perception, it came directly towards Shen Yan and was printed on Shen Yan's forehead.
There was no sound, but Shen Yan took several steps back as if he had been hit hard.
There is a dull pain in my forehead.
Zhao Kuo frowned and helped Shen Yan, and then saw the pattern left by the seal on Shen Yan's forehead.
It was a pattern of a dragon and a mysterious bird.
Shen Yan was also stunned, a huge solemn buzzing sound sounded in his mind.
There were many voices, like thousands of people talking to Shen Yan.
"Continue to the holy knowledge and continue the bloodline of Yan and Huang."
"My ideas need successors."
"The shores of the land are not the land of the king, and all the barbarians in the world are tamed."
"Driving out enemy invaders and consolidating borders..."
Shen Yan shook his head vigorously. If a thousand people were nagging in your soul at the same time, they would probably all be like him.
Shen Yan had forgotten that Chinese civilization has one thing in common, that is, it attaches great importance to inheritance and continuity.
Shen Yan told these ancestors that China was gone, their ideas, their country, their poems, songs, etc. were all gone, and no one knew about it.
How could these ancestors be willing to do this?
Shen Yan quickly said: "I know! I know! I will promote it to you when I have time."
The voice in my mind was still noisy, sometimes like thunder, sometimes like a roaring wave.
Shen Yan: "No, no, no, I will try my best to continue the Chinese heritage."
The voice in my head seemed a little quieter.
"I squeeze every last drop of blood out of my body and never forget my mission?"
A little smaller again.
"I take this as my life's responsibility, and then I die?"
"The liver and brains were smeared on the ground, the body was shattered into pieces, and the body was wrapped in horse leather?"
Shen Yan kept swearing.
Did those whispers in my mind disappear and even become pleasant?
This is a feeling of the soul, like a sudden feeling of relief all over the body. How to describe it, like eating an ice-cold, sweet and refreshing watermelon when you are extremely thirsty in the summer.
Shen Yan was a little stunned. At this time, he also discovered something strange. When he kept swearing and swearing to agree, there were threads of black and yellow energy from the majestic palace, connected to the pattern on his forehead.
The picture is particularly strange, the golden hairspring is connected to his forehead.
Shen Yan thought to himself, what is this?
That's what he thought,
Suddenly an answer appeared in Shen Yan's mind.
Shen Yan was inexplicably surprised,
This feeling was so strange, as if the answer had already been imprinted in his mind. No, the answer was transmitted to his mind through the silk thread on his forehead, with almost no time difference.
Shen Yan first glanced at the majestic palace, and then analyzed the information he just got.
How to put it, it's like a piece of information feedback that cannot be translated into specific sentences, but the meaning is very clear.
It probably means that he is now connected to the inheritance of China.
Shen Yan will also benefit from the correct spread of Chinese civilization. Specifically, as long as one person becomes a professional in the Chinese system, Shen Yan can gain one ten thousandth of the power from the opponent's increased strength.
The meaning of the ancestor is very clear. Translated into vernacular, it is: "Shen Yan, if you want to become strong, it is very simple. In the future, you only need to concentrate on continuing the Chinese heritage. If you trick someone, your strength will increase by one point. It is very useful." Look forward to it.”
Shen Yan was also delighted, but was it too little to only share one ten thousandth of the opponent's power?
For example, if he wanted to have the strength of Zhao Kuo in Chapter 3, wouldn't he have to successfully fool 10,000 Zhao Kuo?
God, there are a total of ten thousand in this world. The third prologue is a question mark.
Only then did Shen Yan's doubts come out and he got the answer.
The so-called one-ten-thousandth share of power is permanent. For example, if a person becomes a professional in the Huaxia system, and he starts from Chapter 9, Shen Yan will naturally receive very little power, but as the person grows, , Shen Yan can continue to receive a corresponding proportion of power.
Shen Yan: "..."
These ancestors are too thieves. In other words, tricking people into entering the Chinese system is only the beginning. They must be made stronger so that Shen Yan can have more continuous profits.
When little accumulates, even sand can turn into a tall tower.
This is to treat him as a bully, although the harder you work, the more you will gain.
Shen Yan grabbed the golden thread emanating from his forehead with his hand, but his hand went directly through it and was not solid.
This thread is really interesting. In addition to connecting him to the fate of China's inheritance, it also connects him to a think tank.
Shen Yan continued to send his appeal through the golden thread: "As a descendant of Yanhuang and a son of China, I am naturally bound to continue the inheritance. However, although I have a heart, with my current strength, I am afraid that I am powerless. This world is a mess. There are too many things and I could die at any time. If I were in danger, I would probably be dead before I could ask for help."
Shen Yan passed on this information. Hey, although he felt that he had been protected by his ancestors, they were all his own ancestors. It is understandable that he was greedy and wanted more benefits, right?
But nothing seemed to happen.
Shen Yan added another sentence: "If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools."
"I am Du Miaomiao. If I die, I will be gone."
"Ancestor, if you don't love me, who else can you love?"
Shen Yan felt that he was a little shameless. At this moment, in the majestic palace, several more black and yellow silk threads were connected to Shen Yan's forehead.
Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with ecstasy.
At this time, next to
Zhao Kuo patted Shen Yan's face.
Shen Yan's current situation is very strange. He is talking random words, grabbing his hands in the air, and his expression is changing frequently.
Only then did Shen Yan come back to his senses from his thoughts. Not far away, he didn't know how many people were surrounding him.
All were looking at the majestic palace projected onto their souls.
Some people have even plucked up the courage to venture in.
But this is the headquarters of the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group. If you break in privately, you will be killed and even the dogs will not pay attention.
The people in the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group are actually quite nervous. The information they suddenly got in their minds just now, the astonishing number of professions they have never heard of, although they are just names and have no specific content, it is enough for people to come. Go on an adventure to explore the treasure.
There were so many professions that they couldn't even remember them.
Shen Yan didn't think these people could gain anything by going in, because the ancestors said that even the people who were tricked by Shen Yan must be people who have correctly accepted Chinese civilization to have a chance to be considered by them.
In other words, all these professions in the Chinese system have a prerequisite, which is to have the heart of a Chinese child.
Otherwise, this inheritance would be for nothing? The inheritance of China has always been not only the inheritance of the power system, but also the inheritance of ideas and culture.
Whether the people who were tricked by Shen Yan can get the inheritance depends on the choice of these ancestors, well, that is to say, whether they are good or bad.
Now, these mercenaries will not get any benefits from entering. Of course, they cannot be allowed to enter so casually. Otherwise, what is the station of the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group?
A place where anyone can come and go as they please?
Zhao Kuo frowned and said to those who were eager to try: "If you want to try, please notify someone to collect the bodies for you first."
So as not to have to work hard to throw these people's bodies out. "
It was like a basin of cold water was poured on everyone's heads.
The person speaking was a legend, and no one dared to take it seriously.
Even Shen Yan was very sure that if someone really dared to break in, Zhao Kuo would definitely kill him. Zhao Kuo was not like Shen Yan and would hesitate about the value of life.
The atmosphere suddenly became cold.
If the third prologue of other mercenary groups does not come out, Zhao Kuo is basically invincible. However, the price for other third prologues to come out of the blood coffin is very heavy, so the pros and cons must be weighed. The first thing to consider is whether it is worth it. worth.
Of course, Zhao Kuo is not a murderous person. These people are watching from a distance. As long as they do not step into the scope of the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group, it is difficult for him to control them.
Shen Yan looked at it for a while. With so many eyes around him, it was hard for him to try out the new ability he had just begged for for free from his ancestors. After thinking about it, he walked towards the warehouse.
As he walked, he asked the old wizard Uther: "What is the blood coffin?"
Shen Yan noticed something like this from Zhao Kuo's words last time. The mercenary city is not something that Zhao Kuo's strength can completely crush. There are also other third chapters sleeping in the blood coffin.
But Zhao Kuo crushed other mercenary groups in such a big way, but no one came out to uphold justice, so Shen Yan had this doubt.
Uther replied: "The blood coffin is a broken coffin from the ruins of the past. Because of the power of the past, it has a very powerful pollution power. But I don't know from which era it was discovered that the professional in the third prologue lay in so
Even inside the blood coffin, one can live forever. "
Shen Yan was shocked: "Immortal?"
Uther clicked his tongue and said with a smile: "This is indeed true in theory."
"But the pollution power of the blood coffin involves the old days. Even the professionals in the third prologue cannot resist it for a long time. The longer they stay in it, the easier it is to turn into an irrational and bloodthirsty blood corpse monster. This is also the name of the blood coffin. The origin of."
"So, when people lying in it feel that they can't hold on, they will end their natural life early."
"The number of blood coffins is relatively large. If one could live forever without any side effects, how could there be so many people kneeling down to beg His Highness Gaia?"
"The only ones that can truly achieve immortality are the immortality jade figurine of His Highness Boji, who is said to be immortal, and His Highness Crown Prince Gaia's snake-sloughing longevity technique."
"His Highness Gaia's Snake Slough Immortality Technique is the most difficult thing to understand. It is estimated that His Highness Gaia himself may not have understood it. In my time, Gaia was still experimenting with this legendary technique on living people, but these people They beg and cry to be experimental subjects, because even if they cannot gain immortality, His Highness Gaia can already make them live with the youngest appearance and the most abundant physical strength."
Shen Yan: "..."
Her Highness Gaia is actually a successful cosmetic plastic surgeon, and is even more powerful. She can keep people's physical vitality as young as they were without increasing their life span?
It is easy to understand that some people cried and rushed to be the experimental subjects. In Shen Yan's era, many people spent money on cosmetic surgeries, but the results were not as good as His Highness Gaia's.
Shen Yan asked: "Have people who used blood coffins not had time to end their own lives and turned into blood corpses?"
Uther's "tsk-tsk" smile was particularly meaningful: "Everyone is greedy for life, especially the strong."
"Many people once proposed destroying all blood coffins, but due to some reasons and selfish desires, no agreement was reached in the end."
Shen Yan thought to himself, it seems that the blood coffin may also be an unimaginable disaster. Think about it, a bloodthirsty bloody corpse in the third prologue?
terrible.
At this time, Shen Yan walked into the warehouse. In the warehouse, Bamboo shoots and others were leaning on the window to watch the excitement. Children like them were very smart and knew how to find a place to hide when something happened so as not to cause trouble to the adults.
Seeing Shen Yan come in, Zhu Zi quickly waved to Shen Yan: "Shen Yan, come here quickly. This big house outside is so strange. It just appeared out of nowhere."
"Eh? Shen Yan, why do you have a strange pattern on your forehead?"
Shen Yan smiled and touched the few extra golden threads on his forehead with his hand. Others should only be able to see the pattern, but not the threads connecting the palace.
Shen Yan walked forward and whispered. After a few steps, Shen Yan suddenly transformed into a big bird, which was probably much more majestic than an eagle.
Flapping wings.
This is actually the power of Xiaoyaoyou. When he felt comfortable just now, he suddenly realized something. In the past, he could only change into a fish, but now he can even change into a bird.
Sunzi and the others were dumbfounded, waving their little hands on both sides of their bodies, as if they wanted to imitate Shen Yan and become a bird.
There was not enough space in the warehouse, so Shen Yan's big bird almost hit the wall, but when it hit it, it transformed into a brave tiger.
The sharp claws and strength are very amazing, if
It uses an enchantment ritual to attach soul power to it, and it can probably turn ordinary mercenaries into idiots.
This was the new ability that was given to Shen Yan by the silk threads that came out of the majestic palace. It was the benefit that Shen Yan obtained from his ancestors by saying that he was too weak and would be killed at any time.
The power of the twelve earthly branches.
Therefore, Shen Yan can now not only change into a tiger, but he can also change into twelve zodiac animals.
Even in a small warehouse, it can be very flexible, but Shen Yan is not very familiar with using it.
But it's so novel. It turns out that people can really change unpredictably, just like Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations?
No, it should be more like Bajie’s Thirty-Six Transformations of Earth Evil, all of which contain the word “地”
Character.
In fact, in Shen Yan's time, after Mengyuan was confirmed to exist, an academic school published such an article.
Now that Mengyuan has been confirmed to exist, evidence has been found that Zhuang Zhou was the first to transmit his voice into Mengyuan.
So other than Zhuang Zhou, during such a long historical process, was there really no one else who also transmitted his voice to Mengyuan?
Or maybe, there is such a existence, but it has not been confirmed yet. After all, when the power of the soul is in an invisible state, even if the person involved records it in writing, no one will believe it, and it will just be regarded as the incomprehensible Pegasus Starry Sky. fantasy.
Starting from this conjecture, this academic school also quoted a speculation as to whether some of the magical records in those ancient documentary records that were not understood by people were actually real.
In fact, it is the different lives of those who can connect to Mengyuan.
Even the scientific school at the time could not refute this theory. The so-called science also has limitations.
Just like Shen Yan now, is it a completely unreal fantasy to say "Journey to the West"? But Shen Yan can change now, so there is no reason to deny those records that are not understood.
If this theory is correct, it would be interesting. The history of China may be more complicated and interesting than imagined.
At this time, the warehouse was in chaos.
Zhu Zi looked at the little mouse that Shen Yan had become, and almost rubbed his eyes.
Shen Yan thought to himself that he probably knew the reason why his ancestor gave him this benefit.
This is a unique way to escape. To a certain extent, it can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and go up mountains and seas.
As long as you're smart, it's really not that easy to get caught while escaping with your life.
When Shen Yan turned into a human, several children ran over, their heads shaking with excitement.
Their family Shen Yan is so weird now. Not only can he transform into fish and birds, but he can also transform into many strange things.
"Shen Yan, Shen Yan, we must also learn."
Shen Yan thought to himself that he didn't know if these children could change, but one thing he was sure of was that these children could develop into professionals in the Chinese system.
If he couldn't, those ancestors didn't have to take pains to let him carry forward and spread Chinese civilization.
Shen Yan thought to himself, if you develop one, you will have more strength, and it can store electricity for a long time. If he develops thousands of professionals, hehe, he will become stronger quickly even if he sleeps every day.
But now there are two problems.
First, there is the issue of quantity, one by one, how long will it take for him to win.
Gotta find a way.
Second, it’s not just about tricking people in. You also have to make the other party identify with Chinese culture and be proud of their identity as descendants of Yan and Huang.
It must be sincere, not just shouting slogans.
Shen Yan believed that those ancestors had vicious eyes, and they would not just look at the superficial surface.
This cannot be accomplished in a day or two, or in an hour and a half.
Shen Yan looked at the majestic palace outside the window and straightened his mind. Chinese civilization has a long history and is not as simple as cheating and cheating.
The accumulated sand forms a tower, keep your feet on the ground and come on step by step.
Let’s start with these little guys who were so excited that their faces were red.
Shen Yan asked: "Want to have these magical abilities too?"
The heads of the bamboo shoots were nodding like chickens pecking at rice.
"Then you have to understand more about Chinese culture, so that you can be recognized by your ancestors and become descendants of Yan and Huang as soon as possible."
"Well, paying homage to the ancestors more often will probably have some effect."
Who doesn’t like a good, filial child?
Sun Zi smiled happily. They wanted to worship their ancestors, and even secretly went to do so at night.
Shen Yan is also very energetic now. He hopes to cultivate a professional in the Chinese system as soon as possible. He also feels how gratifying it is to get the light of Chinese civilization, the light of his ancestors, and obtain the source of power.
He had to work harder.
Shen Yan: "How's your memorization of the Thousand-Character Essay?"
Each child answered quickly, with varying progress.
Shen Yan thought for a while and began to tell these children the Thousand-Character Classic.
As a grand ceremony of enlightenment, the Thousand-Character Classic is the only choice to inherit the Chinese spirit.
"Last time I talked about the dark and yellow universe, the vastness of the universe, this time I will tell you about the waxing and waning of the sun and the moon, and the arrangement of the stars and constellations."
"This sentence means that the sun is upright and oblique, the moon is full and waning, and the stars are all over the boundless space..."
Shen Yan suddenly felt like a teacher.
With this thought, Shen Yan himself was stunned.
How to quickly inherit Chinese culture? What could be faster than being a teacher? Only you can teach these things, and you can't teach others.
It would be great if a Yanhuang School could be established. Then I wouldn’t have to go around fooling people. After achieving some achievements, others might ask for help.
He also believes that those professions in the Huaxia system must be what others dream of.
You can also earn some tuition money by the way.
It is also convenient for ancestors to check whether the students in the school are qualified.
Shen Yan's eyes became brighter and brighter. This was definitely a good way to continue and carry forward Chinese civilization.
The difficulty is that there is currently no tangible results to attract people.
Shen Yan looked at Sun Zi and the others with a smile: "Come on, come on, I will continue to tell you."
Shen Yan couldn't talk too much. They were just children and couldn't remember so much.
Fortunately, Shen Yan's story was quite interesting, and the children were very happy to hear it. It was probably similar to listening to a wandering poet telling stories on the roadside.
By the time Shen Yan finished speaking, there were still a lot of people outside, maybe even a little bigger.
Shen Yan looked at the solemn palace. He probably couldn't think of peace in the past few days.
It will get better once everyone gets used to it.
The mercenaries in the Mercenary City are not that idle either.
You still have to make money to live.
Of course, if such an unusual and big thing happened, no one would come and watch, no one would have any ideas, and it would be impossible.
Fortunately, Zhao Kuo was guarding them, otherwise a small mercenary group like the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group would have been wiped out long ago.
Zhao Kuo probably won't be able to go out these days.
It didn't have much impact on Shen Yan. Anyway, he would work harder to teach a few role models from the Yanhuang Academy that didn't exist yet.
At night, the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group was surrounded by a sea of people.
Discussions continued.
The first is to discuss what the palace in front of them is that is printed on their souls.
The second is to discuss whether the professions passed on by the soul waves in their minds are real or fake. If they are true, whether the specific contents of those professions are in the palace formed by the soul storm.
If you say you don't have any ideas, it's absolutely impossible. It's just because of Zhao Kuo's shock.
Also, due to the closure of the market in Abyss, many mercenary groups now seek help from the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group, and they dare not express some of their goals, because with Zhao Kuo's character, he will not think too much at all. , I will not help with purchasing.
In the evening, Shen Yan went to the cellar to burn incense. Although the seven days of worship for bloodline boundaries had passed, he could not stop burning incense for his ancestors.
Chen Yan looked at the incense burner filled with incense: "..."
Sunzi and other children narrowed their eyes with laughter: "Shen Yan, we will sleep in the cellar tonight."
"We must stay with our ancestors."
Shen Yan even laughed. With the sincerity of these children, Shen Yan felt that it would be unjustifiable if his ancestors didn't pay attention to them.
Chinese civilization values filial piety and integrity.
Isn't this the inheritance of a civilization?
Shen Yan nodded: "However, there is moisture on the ground. Let's get some wooden boards to lay on the ground."
Moisture and irritation, these things that only Chinese people pay attention to, must also be incorporated into daily habits.
In fact, as long as you live with Shen Yan, it is a kind of inheritance.
Every move a person makes is formed under the influence of culture.
At night, a group of children are smiling in their sleep. Children should be carefree.
Mercenary City, Shangcheng District, where the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group is stationed.
Mrs. Hailis found Captain Zhao.
Captain Zhao frowned. Today, Zhao Zongtong agreed to go to the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Group.
Captain Zhao was somewhat unhappy about this matter, but if the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group lost its fishery at this time, the impact would still be quite large, so he did not stop it.
As a result, the strange palace that had never been seen before happened to appear at the headquarters of the Tiger and Leopard Mercenary Regiment. According to Zhao Zongtong, the matter ended halfway through the conversation.
He lost his face and the matter had not yet succeeded. Captain Zhao was still sighing. At this time, he saw Mrs. Hailis coming to him again.
All the nobles in Brahma Emperor City have cut off their business with the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group. The time is too fast and he doesn’t want to think about it too much. However, the news of Ole’s death will not be transmitted back to Brahma Emperor City so quickly. In other words, in Ole’s Before the news of the death was transmitted back to Brahma Emperor City, someone had asked these nobles to make this decision. Only Mrs. Hailis could do this to make so many nobles obedient.
threaten? Guess? dissatisfied?
No matter what the reason is, Captain Zhao will not have a good look on her face. This is the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, not the Holy See where she can do whatever she wants.
Captain Zhao asked: "What's the matter?"
Mrs. Hailis replied: "I know what you are suspicious of, but whether it is the matter of Sin City or the nobles of Brahma Emperor City no longer doing business with us, it has nothing to do with me."
"Everyone knows that I miss the Holy See, but my children are here, Zhao Lan and Bei'er are so old, even if I consider them, I will not do anything detrimental to the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group. "
Captain Zhao: "..."
So, until now he still can't believe it.
Mrs. Hailis continued: "You also saw the Soul Palace today, and you must also know about those brand-new professions."
"Now that our Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group has suffered such serious losses, it is time to make up for the losses."
Captain Zhao frowned. He knew what Mrs. Hailis wanted to do.
Captain Zhao: "Okay, don't mention this matter again."
"Even if I agree, disturbing the sleep of a being in a blood coffin requires the consent of other uncles and brothers in the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group."
Some of these people still have some friendship with Zhao Kuo, but it is impossible for them to agree, because attacking someone else's mercenary station is an undying hatred.
Mrs. Hailis also wanted to say something. Even if some people disagreed, she could suppress it as the leader. In the face of such interests, the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group has created the current situation, and some people will definitely be moved.
Captain Zhao waved his hand and no longer wanted to continue the discussion.
Since when did everyone drive him to deal with his son?
Even if he didn't like it, he never thought of killing his own son to gain profit.
"Go down, you are not in a position to interfere with the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group's decision now."
Mrs. Hailis had a gloomy expression on her face, and finally left.
Since Ole's death, her heart has been eaten by poisonous snakes every moment. She clearly knows that in her current situation, hiding is the best choice.
But when she thought about it, God's favorite brother died like this. If she remained indifferent, God would definitely not forgive her.
She will be a sinner to God.
Her heart was tortured every moment. This must be God's punishment for her. She could obviously do more.
Mrs. Haylis returned to the room, but could not sleep at all. She eventually turned over with an inexplicably scary expression on her face.
Only God is her only one.
Mrs. Haylis walked out of the door and hid in the darkness. She knew better than anyone else the guard situation of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.
Then he sneaked into Zhao Lan's room.
Zhao Lan seemed to feel something and was about to open his eyes, but his head hurt and he fell asleep.
Mrs. Haylis used the dagger on her hand, and her face was scattered on Zhao Lan's arm horror, and her blood flowed.
Mrs. Haylis took out another dirty cloth and dipped blood on the cloth: "Only your blood can wake up the demon in this corpse cloth."
The dirty blood -covered corpse cloth emits scarlet and disgusting light.
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"Eight of them."
Shen Yan's previous strength was more passive defense, but after he obtained the ability to change the twelve branches now, he became more flexible in attack and could take the initiative to attack.
Shen Yan's strength is naturally not enough in front of Zhao Kuo, but Zhao Kuo is also a little surprised. This method of attack is really unpredictable before.
Feitian -like attacks can become different animals to adapt to any complex combat environment.
Shen Yan quickly lay down on himself. If the ability of these changes is a move, then the strength of the soul is internal force. The fast switching form is still very consuming the soul power.
When I washed, I lay on the bed. When Zhao Kuo returned, Shen Yan was worried about everything in the group. With the built ancestral hall that had been built day and night, he hadn't entered the door of Damon for a long time.
After waiting for a while, then took out the ancient bronze box to enter the door of Damon.
Bring everyone in.
Shen Yan also found some abnormalities.
First, Zhao Lan was lying weakly. What happened to this unlucky egg?
Second, Star Dou was tied up in a large bloom.
Shen Yan: "..."
How long did he look at everyone? !
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