Lenggong signed in for 80 years, I am invincible in the world

He had never signed such a terrifying fairy art before.

Now that I got it, I can't wait to start practicing.

Immediately, the immortal light of Jiuqing turned into flowing light and entered Lin Jiufeng's body. Immediately, the turbid qi dropped and the clear qi rose, and nine supreme immortal qi were born in his body.

Chaos is entwined, and the nine immortal energies lurk within it, immovable like a mountain.

But once it moves, each one has invincible power, wipe out the universe, open up the chaos, and kill the enemy on the spot.

"I have the ability to save my life." Lin Jiufeng smiled.

After learning the Immortal Light of the Nine Purities, Lin Jiufeng's realm also quietly advanced a step, and reached the eighth step of the Nine Prohibition.

"If every time I sign in, there are such fairy arts or treasures, it would be great to improve the realm, so that I don't have to worry about future troubles." Lin Jiufeng said with emotion.

Compared with the number of his signatures, the chances of signing up for Immortal Arts, or treasures that increase his strength, are too small.

So Lin Jiufeng can't put all his hopes on this, he has to find other ways to improve himself.

In the second half of the night, Lin Jiufeng continued to study the Jiuqing Immortal Light until dawn, and when he mastered it, he could shoot it with a raised hand, which was very powerful.

In the early morning, Lin Jiufeng took out the worship platform, stood it in the sea of ​​books, and then urged the worship platform.

Rumble!

The entire sea of ​​books shook.

The red girl in the distance raised her head, put down the books in her hand, and watched countless books around her being sucked away by the worship platform.

Bai hung the platform high in the sky, and began to frantically absorb the books in the sea of ​​books.

The momentum was not small, and it also attracted the descendants of the protoss from the third world outside.

They stood with the old man Bailong.

"Give the sea of ​​books to others like this?" an old man with a thin face asked the old man Bailong.

"If you don't take him out to carry forward, will you be ruined if you stay here?" Old Bailong asked back.

The old man with a thin face had nothing to say.

"Unfortunately, the fate of us people has long been doomed. I just don't know if we can die with honor and dignity in the end." A young woman regretted.

"In fact, it's not a pity. That female Goddess of War is known as the most powerful in the history of Xianting. Even the leader of our protoss wants to lure her here to ambush. Such a powerful existence has been suppressed by us for 2 years. , It's very meaningful to think about it." An old man with a rosaceous nose chuckled.

The others were also calm when they heard the words.

"The only pity is that the Protoss will die in our hands." Old Bailong said regretfully.

"Each ethnic group, everyone has their own historical responsibility. We Protoss are responsible for taking away the Immortal Court. We did it, and it is not a pity. If it is broken, it will be broken. I don’t know how many ethnic groups have been cut off in history. Unfortunately, at some point in the future, our Protoss will come back to life." The old man with a thin face comforted the old man Bailong in turn.

"Now that the sea of ​​books has been handed over to him, it is equivalent to handing over the burden of history to him. I don't know if he can bear it and hand in a satisfactory answer sheet?" The old man Bailong looked at Lin Jiufeng with eyes wide open. Full of expectations.

Chapter 312 Welcome Home

Bai Jiangtai quickly collected the books in the sea of ​​books, embraced the world in his arms, embraced the sun and the moon, and slept forever. The internal storage space was huge, and the huge sea of ​​books was packed.

With millions of gods as generals and hundreds of millions of souls as soldiers, worshiping the general's platform is naturally not a vulgar thing.

After loading the sea of ​​books, Lin Jiufeng and Miss Hong came out.

They met the protoss descendants of the third world.

More than 90 descendants of the Protoss gathered here.

They looked at Lin Jiufeng and Miss Hong together with complicated eyes.

The sea of ​​books they had guarded for 2 years was now taken away by Lin Jiufeng.

Although I also convinced myself in my heart that it is the best choice for Shuhai to be taken out.

But when they really saw Lin Jiufeng coming out holding the worship platform, they were still in a very complicated mood.

The old man Bailong smiled slightly, and said: "I got the book sea, do you want to go out?"

Lin Jiufeng nodded, bowed to these descendants of the protoss, and said sincerely: "Thank you for giving up your life and spending your whole life to suppress the goddess of war in the fairy court. You will be drowned in the dust of history.”

Lin Jiufeng's move made this group of descendants of the protoss a little embarrassed.

Headed by the old man Bailong, they also bowed to Lin Jiufeng and returned the gift.

"The Protoss and the Immortal Court are incompatible. The ancestors fought bloody battles back then. Now our descendants have not lost their reputation, but in the future, Emperor Jiufeng will still be needed to deal with the Immortal Goddess of War. We will try our best to delay it for 50 years. "The old man Bailong said.

Lin Jiufeng nodded, smiled warmly and full of strength, and said: "I have been guarding the world and the world, and I will do so in the future."

The people of the Protoss watched Lin Jiufeng leave, and they had nothing to say. They were satisfied that Shuhai was taken out and could be carried forward.

Lin Jiufeng didn't say anything, and everything was in the air. If this group of protoss descendants had other thoughts, they could have left the third world and went to the first world to shine. After all, they are much stronger than immortals.

But they still stick to the unknown Third World, suppressing the Fairy Goddess of War.

Lin Jiufeng admires this perseverance and dedication.

The only thing he can do is to stop the eruption of the Fairy Goddess of War 50 years later.

……

After leaving the third world and standing in the Hengduan Mountains, Lin Jiufeng felt as if he had passed away.

It turned out that the Immortal Court and the Protoss that he thought had long been submerged in the dust of history are still there, and there are other worlds outside this world.

The first world is the main world, intact.

The third world was destroyed by the Goddess of War in Immortal Court. Up to now, only a small part of the world can be stabilized, and the rest has turned into chaos.

Lin Jiufeng was glad that he came here and saw with his own eyes the descendants of the protoss and the goddess of war who only existed in legends.

If you don't come here, spend 50 years in the outside world in a daze, and wait until the Goddess of War recovers, then the harmony that has finally ushered in this era will collapse in an instant.

This is absolutely unacceptable to Lin Jiufeng.

Standing in the Hengduan Mountains, looking northwest, you can see the unpredictable climate of the Western Desert, the birthplace of Buddhism.

Lin Jiufeng stared carefully. He still remembered that the old man Bailong said that Ximo has terrible power, and the Buddhism in Ximo is also worth his visit.

"I'll go back and put Shuhai down first, and then go to Ximo." Lin Jiufeng arranged things.

Take it step by step, some things cannot be rushed.

He still has 50 years left.

These 50 years are neither short nor long, but they are enough for him to do many things.

"Girl Hong, I'll take you back to the northwest land." Lin Jiufeng said.

The red girl has not recovered from her physical injuries, and Lin Jiufeng wants to ensure her safety.

"No need, I'm almost fine, and I don't want to go back to the Northwest, I'm going somewhere else." The red girl shook her head and rejected Lin Jiufeng.

"You can't make a move now, you should go back and raise it." Lin Jiufeng persuaded.

"Emperor Jiufeng, you have been worrying about the goddess of war in the fairy court 50 years later, and I am also worried. Next, I am going to improve myself, and we will see you in 50 years." The red girl rejected Lin Jiufeng again, and then took the beautiful With a smile, he turned around and left, very chic.

The slim figure of the red girl disappeared before Lin Jiufeng's eyes, and she slowly released her strength without worrying about her injury at all.

She is going to understand the cosmic clock experience given to her by the old man in the universe, and she will appear again in 50 years.

"This is what Tiandaomen should do!"

"Battle Goddess of Fairy Court, sounds domineering, if I defeat you, wouldn't it be even more domineering?" The corner of the red girl's lips curled up, she liked this feeling.

Watching the red girl leave, Lin Jiufeng didn't persuade him any more, and he went straight back to the Wumiao base camp of the Yuhua God Dynasty.

With the passage of time, the Wumiao base camp has been expanded again and again, and the continuous construction has spread to the surroundings. A mountain range is not enough, and a thousand-mile radius of the mountain range has been built.

A large city that is more prosperous, magnificent and beautiful than the imperial capital was built.

The most outstanding geniuses in the world are gathered here, and this is also the peak martial arts temple that countless people yearn for.

When Lin Jiufeng came here, what he saw were countless youthful teenagers with immature faces, but their cultivation bases were extremely powerful.

Lin Jiufeng walked in this new city in an ordinary way, and anyone who passed by him did not notice him.

Wumiao now has a new head, Zhou Qing and Zuo Muyun, and Emperor De also ordered them to take over Wumiao and start a new round of reform.

The rules established by the Martial Temple at the beginning are no longer practical. After all, the students have already made many breakthroughs, so they must adapt to the new era and formulate new rules that are in line with the current situation.

For this reason, Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing tried their best to gather a large number of immortals, and after intense discussions for a period of time, they formulated new rules and regulations.

Wumiao officially opened the stage of immortal teaching.

That is to say, in this peak martial arts temple, the teachers who serve must be immortals.

Those who are not immortals are called teaching assistants, which means to help immortal teachers.

And the immortals who were named in the Yuhua God Dynasty had to come to the Wu Temple every six months to teach for half a month.

This is to expand the horizons of Wumiao students.

When the Wumiao students are practicing, they can not stop the culture class, teaching the children to love the country, love the family, and love themselves.

Ideology and morality were put forward by Lin Jiufeng at the beginning. He didn't want the students taught by Wumiao to resist Yuhua Shenchao in the end.

A school that only teaches strength, not ideas, and does not teach morality, will definitely harm others and itself.

Lin Jiufeng walked through the crowd, through the heavily guarded gate, through the interior of the Wu Temple, and saw Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing.

The two of them are now dressed as scribes, perfectly blending into their current roles.

After seeing Lin Jiufeng, they were overjoyed.

"Emperor Jiufeng, why are you here?" Zhou Qing asked curiously.

"I'm here to deliver books to you." Lin Jiufeng smiled.

"Send books?" Zuo Muyun looked at Lin Jiufeng puzzled.

"I looked at the collection of books in Wumiao. It can be said that it has all the books in the world, and some orphans have been rescued, printed, republished, and then spread to the world. It can be said that there are no more books in the world than in Wumiao." Zhou Zhou Qing said proudly.

He is now one of the chiefs of the Wu Temple, so he is naturally very concerned about the Wu Temple, and everything is based on the Wu Temple.

The same is true for Zuo Muyun, when it comes to the collection of books in Wumiao, he is very confident.

Lin Jiufeng said with a smile: "The books I brought this time will flood the Wu Temple, and it will open your eyes. You need an open place."

"There is a wide and open place. We just hollowed out this huge mountain range. The interior is like a huge underground castle. It is thousands of miles long. Is it enough?" Zhou Qing asked.

Lin Jiufeng pondered for a while: "Let's force it, it's okay if the row is a little crowded."

Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing were stunned. How many books do they need?

Lin Jiufeng didn't talk nonsense, let them lead the way to the huge underground castle, and released the sea of ​​books brought from the third world.

boom!boom!boom!

When the book sea was put down, the momentum was huge, which opened Zuo Muyun and Zhou Qing's eyes.

"Are these books lost?" Zhou Qing picked up one, read it carefully, and said excitedly.

Because he discovered that the text on these books, as well as the recorded events, came from 2 years ago.

This discovery thrilled him.

Then looking at the huge books, as many as the ocean, the whole body is trembling.

Trembling with excitement.

Zuo Muyun was no exception, he was also very excited: "Emperor Jiufeng, where did you find these books?"

Zhou Qing also looked at Lin Jiufeng curiously.

"I got it from the descendants of the Protoss. Your task now is to carefully study the sea of ​​books here, and then publicize the stories buried in history, so that the world will know what happened and why we are here now. In such a situation, tell the world not to forget those glorious ethnic groups." Lin Jiufeng said seriously.

"Please rest assured, Emperor Jiufeng, I will follow your request." Zuo Muyun nodded.

"There are also many lost fairy arts here. Let the Wumiao students find them for themselves. These secret arts are the painstaking efforts of the predecessors. They shouldn't be lost like this. They will continue to carry forward on the basis of the predecessors after they learn it. Inheriting the past and ushering in the future is what this generation should do." Lin Jiufeng continued.

Zhou Qing and Zuo Muyun listened carefully.

For Lin Jiufeng, they were convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially so many fairy arts, so many precious books, just put here for the children of ordinary people to watch.

Admirable.

Not only because Lin Jiufeng is very powerful, but also because Lin Jiufeng is really fraternal and kind to the world.