"Master Xu is a truly great man. Compared with him, we are ashamed."
"No matter what, we won.
After defeating this monster, the continent will be in ruins and ready to be revitalized, and we will still have to rely on you in the future. "
"Everyone, how about I make a suggestion?" Qin Haoshi said from the side.
"City Lord Qin, just say whatever you want," King Wei Jin next to him nodded and replied.
"Mr. Xu sacrificed his life for the entire continent and should not be so unknown.
Let us set today as Heroes Day to commemorate the new life Mr. Xu brought to the mainland. "
Just listen to Qin Haoshi continue to say: "And this magical sword is a treasure from the ancient lineage.
Although it will be broken in the future, it is of great significance, so we might as well collect it.
I have been enshrining it, hoping that one day this magical sword can be restored with the power of wish. "
"City Lord Qin's words are reasonable. You should never forget your roots as a human being," Mr. Wen also replied immediately.
"Why don't we make more copies of magic swords in mainland China and use them as symbols of luck?
Let everyone worship it at home, not only to commemorate it, but also to ensure peace. "
After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
After all, from the bottom of their hearts, they were all grateful to Xu Zimo, otherwise no one would be able to live in peace unless the monster was eliminated.
……………
On a mountain far away from Yanshi City, Xu Zimo and Chaos stood on the top of the mountain.
He looked at the endless crowd of people rejoicing in the distance, smiled, and said, "Look, this is the sad thing about heroes.
People will remember you without feeling sad about it. "
"The Lord has no need of their sorrow," Chaos said immediately.
"As long as the Lord's purpose is achieved."
Xu Zimo lowered his head and looked at the Ba Ying in his hand. More and more willpower was gathering here all the time.
From now on, the entire Chinese continent believes in the legend of the divine sword.
Ba Ying is no longer afraid of losing his will power.
"It can only be said that it is roughly completed. As for the future, if they get used to Ankang and no longer believe in the magic sword, their willpower will naturally be gone," Xu Zimo said.
“But I also laid the groundwork.
There is an ancient mountain in the West Mountain, which hides countless ferocious beasts.
By then, the emergence of the Ten Thousand Monster Tribe will have a reasonable explanation. "
"My lord is wise," Chaos replied.
"If it weren't for my willpower, I really don't want to interfere in the development of this world," Xu Zimo shook his head and replied.
"That's it. The development time of China Continent is still too short, otherwise you, a demon beast that has become an immortal, would not be able to dominate."
After Xu Zimo finished speaking, he left.
……………
During the coordinate transmission to the Seventh Seminary, Xu Zimo woke up leisurely.
"How long has it been?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Mr. Xu has been thinking for more than five days, we are almost there," Feng Immortal said with a smile.
"Time flies so fast," Xu Zimo nodded.
Then he asked: "I want to ask Dean Feng something."
"Young Master Xu, it's okay to say so," Feng Immortal nodded.
"Have you ever heard of Dean Feng's story about the ancient gods?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Ancient God," Feng Wuyi murmured in a low voice.
"I seem to have heard this word somewhere."
"Where?" Xu Zimo asked hurriedly.
"I remembered," Feng Wuxi opened his eyes and nodded quickly.
"Old Yangtou from the college once told me."
"Old Yangtou?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
"It's an old man from the Seventh Seminary. I heard he has a very long lifespan. He's quite a strange person anyway," Feng Immortal replied.
"Then is he still in the academy?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I left a long time ago, because the stories he told me when I was a kid were about ancient gods.
But I can’t remember the story long ago,” Feng Wuxi said.
"That's a pity," Xu Zimo replied after being silent for a while.
"I remember that he seemed to have left a miscellaneous book. I will get it to you when the time comes. Maybe it will be helpful," Feng Immortal said.
Xu Zimo nodded slightly
While several people were talking, they saw that the spatial coordinates around them began to change.
The space fluctuated and became larger and larger.
Everyone's bodies started to shake.
"Everyone, stand still, it's almost time to arrive," Feng Wuxiu replied.
He stood at the front, waved his hands, and a hole opened in the void, and the powerful suction force directly swallowed everyone in.
When the vision in front of them brightened, everyone had already landed on a mountain peak.
There was a gentle breeze, and a dozen people stood on the mountain peak.
Xu Zimo looked ahead and saw that Wuhaiya was the same as the mountain where Jiugui Academy was located.
They are all shrouded in clouds and mist, and full of fairy spirit.
Like a fairy forest, there are dozens of strange peaks rising all around.
But it's a pity that the plants here are also ghost trees, or plants that don't need the sun to survive.
"There is no end to the sea," Xu Zimo muttered to himself.
Feng Wuxi pointed to the highest peak among the thousand peaks and said: "That is the main courtyard. Mr. Xu comes up with me."
Everyone stepped into the air as if they were stepping on fairy mist.
The robes were fluttering in the wind, and in one step of a thousand miles, everyone's figures landed on the peak of the main courtyard.
"Changhe, you all can go down," Feng Wuwu waved his hand and dispersed the other white-robed men.
Xu Zimo stood in front of the main courtyard, looking ahead.
This place is completely two extremes from Jiugui Academy.
The place is full of ghosts and mist, dominated by weirdness and uncertainty.
The Seven Theological Seminaries are dominated by divine power and are extremely majestic.
In the large courtyard ahead, red Optimus Primes rise into the sky.
Full of prestige.
On top of the buildings, there are statues of gods, gazing at everyone with great power.
Rows of walls are like screens, depicting scenes of the gods' mighty power.
Moving forward from the courtyard, there are trees exuding divinity.
They waved their branches as if they were sane.
"Let's go directly to the academy," Feng Immortal said.
"The books left by Old Yangtou are always in the academy."
Xu Zimo nodded.
As the two walked through the gate, the sight in front became wider and the roads opened in all directions.
Entering the boulevard on the left, there is another ancient gate.
There are two statues of saints at the door. They are wearing Confucian robes and holding a scroll in their hands.
Entering this academy, students in Confucian robes can be seen everywhere.
After seeing Feng Wuxi, he would take the initiative to say hello.
In the library pavilion directly in front, there are thousands of blue books neatly placed.
Feng Wuxi walked directly to the second floor. He put the jade plaque in his arms at the entrance of the stairs, and all the passages were opened.
The two of them walked all the way to the ninth floor.
Feng Wuyi took out a book box from a dusty cabinet.
It's covered in dust.
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten the existence of this book," Feng Immortal said.
"I've read it before, but it was just a miscellaneous book, nothing worth paying attention to."
He handed the book to Xu Zimo and said, "Then read slowly and I won't disturb you."
(End of chapter)
