The Devouring Immortal Abode.
On the Xuanyuan Mountain of the Myriad Immortals Peak.
This immortal mountain was named after Xuanyuan. He had always been cultivating here.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. In the depths of his heart, a trace of sorrow flowed. Xuanyuan looked in the direction of the Central Divine Prefecture. He was getting closer and closer to the Central Divine Prefecture. This should be a reaction from his incarnation.
"Looks like the situation in the Central Divine Prefecture isn't optimistic. It can actually make my incarnation grieve. Is there still hope for the Great Dao and the Common Beings to return to their former glory? No, I have to go back and take a look. The Blue Dragon Sacred Ground isn't weak anymore. Xuanyuan stood up. Killing intent emanated from his brows. He definitely wouldn't allow anything to happen to the Central Divine Prefecture.
As for the Southern Hell Immortal Prefecture, whether he was there or not was no longer important. This was because the land had already been occupied by the four major factions. This was their stage.
At this moment, the Master of Order appeared beside Xuanyuan. He placed his hand on Xuanyuan's shoulder and said slowly, "Endure it."
"But I feel that the Central Divine Prefecture is in great danger now. I have to go back." Xuanyuan was very worried.
"You have to endure it. All the major factions in the universe are getting restless. The earlier a major faction jumps out, the easier it is for them to become a target. Moreover, the Blue Dragon Sacred Ground's foundation is still very weak. It won't be able to withstand more than a few setbacks. Endure it." The Master of Order's tone was still calm, but it was very powerful. It suppressed the unease in Xuanyuan's heart.
"Now, you know the difference between you and the Great Devouring Emperor, right?"
Xu Anyuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, "No matter what happened, the Great Emperor Devourer remained unfazed and left behind the Immortal Residence of Devourer for his descendants. He wouldn't act rashly on a whim, but I can't do that."
If the Devouring Emperor couldn't bear it back then, do you think he could have created the Devouring Immortal's Mansion today? Those who achieve great things shouldn't be bothered by trifles. How can you put your people and warriors in dire straits just because of a momentary change in your mood? You no longer represent Xu Anyuan alone, but you represent the hopes of millions of people. Every order you give concerns their life and death. "As soon as the Master of Order finished speaking, he disappeared from the world. He didn't want to say another word.
Xuanyuan's eyebrows twitched. Bearing in silence was a kind of magnanimity.
Indeed, if it wasn't for the Great Emperor Devourer, his Blue Dragon Sacred Land wouldn't have been where it was today. The Great Emperor Devourer had played a huge part in his achievements today. He took a deep breath and looked in the direction of the Central Divine Prefecture. "I have to believe in myself. Xiangliu Li, you must hold on until I return."
In the Blue Dragon Sacred Land.
The Three Thousand Confucians were no longer lecturing. Instead, they had become the audience. Over the years, they had enlightened countless people and solved their doubts. They had also learned a lot and accumulated a lot. The people of the world had faith in them and respected them. It was extremely rare for a Confucian to be chosen as a successor by the disciple of the Great Sage of the Kong Family. They definitely had something extraordinary about them.
However, in order to cultivate one's moral character and family and rule the country, one didn't just need to rely on beautiful writings. Similarly, one's cultivation had to increase to a certain extent.
The Three Thousand Confucians weren't weak to begin with, but the Master of Order wanted them to become even stronger.
This time, the Master of Order directly brought the Three Thousand Confucians out for half a year. No one knew where they went, but when they returned, it just so happened to be the day of the Master of Order's lecture. Countless people were looking forward to the Three Thousand Confucians' transformation.
Xuanyuan had a feeling. He walked into the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
There were countless war orphans there. They had all been saved by the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Their experiences were too painful. They had lost their parents when they were young, and they didn't have a home of their own.
The old Killer Saint, Nie, was Wang Niyi and Xie Daoyun's master. He personally taught these orphans the meaning of the Dao of Slaughter.
"Life is what I desire, and righteousness is what I desire. I cannot have both at the same time. I must sacrifice life for righteousness." Nie's voice was very calm, but every syllable contained a profound charm of the Great Dao.
Many of the children sat cross-legged, their faces serene, but their hearts were filled with the Dao of Slaughter. The old Killer Saint was laying a foundation for them.
When he saw that Xuanyuan had arrived, Nie only nodded. Xuanyuan sat together with the orphans, listening to the old Killer Saint expound on the profound Dao of Slaughter.
The children didn't notice Xuanyuan's arrival. Only when the old Killer Saint stopped his lecture did they notice him.
"Big Brother Xuanyuan."
"How impudent! You don't know how to distinguish between seniors and juniors. You should call him Holy Lord. Don't you understand?" A child who had been greatly influenced by the Confucian school bowed to Xuanyuan.
"Haha, it's fine. Everyone has their own Dao." Xuanyuan chuckled. Looking at these orphans, his heart was moved.
Xuanyuan had a natural affinity with these orphans. They felt close to Xuanyuan from the depths of their hearts.
"Holy Lord Xuanyuan, what brings you here today?" Nie's voice was filled with love. He had never imagined that his life would end in such a way. Originally, he had thought that he would have to fight a great battle and perish in the world. He had never imagined that he would be able to teach these orphans divine abilities in such a peaceful manner.
"Nothing much. I just wanted to see these children. Come, I'll teach you a fist technique." Xuanyuan rose to his feet. Standing in the middle, he raised his hand and said, "Our hearts are connected, and our energies are connected. The earth is our society, and the five grains are our country. The rise and fall of the world is everyone's responsibility. The welfare of the common people exists in our hearts. This is the heart, the will, the energy, and the power. That's why it's called the Fist of the Common People and Country."
Xuanyuan's movements were slow, but they contained the will of the great Dao and the common people. They exuded bitterness, hard work, and all sorts of Daos in the world. Every fist contained the great Dao of the Common People and Country, and they were as heavy as Mount Tai.
Nie, who was watching from the side, had a strange look in his eyes. He thought to himself, "What a Fist of the Common People and Country."
"All of you are orphans, just like me. Children without parents have to become stronger. It's because we've lost more that we have to be more tolerant. We have to be mindful of the world, the common people, and protect our future home and the world." Xuanyuan's voice was very particular. Yin and Yang fused together, water and fire complemented each other, and it contained a wondrous technique. It allowed these children to deeply understand what he was saying.
Nie didn't stop them. It was very important for Xuanyuan to pass down his fist technique to these orphans and build a foundation for them. He knew that what the children were learning wasn't the complete Fist of the Common People and Country. As it was too complicated, it was difficult for ordinary people to learn. They could only simplify it and evolve it through moves.
Xuanyuan's teaching lasted for three months. All the children had basically learned it, and then Xuanyuan left.
They were reluctant to part, but these children were all very strong. Their wills were firm. During these days, Xuanyuan's words and deeds had taught them too much. Each child promised Xuanyuan that in the future, they would definitely let Xuanyuan see an even brighter version of them.
Xuanyuan just smiled. In the day, he taught the children to practice fist techniques, and at night, he asked Old Nie for pointers. The two of them communicated and experienced. This allowed Xuanyuan's Fist of the Common People and Country to have new changes, and its power was even stronger.
Xuanyuan knew that it would be difficult for him to break through, so he had to settle down during these few days.
When Xuanyuan was about to leave, Old Nie reminded him, "In the Wang Family, there is a Heaven-grade supreme dao treasure, the Common People and Country Brush. It might be of help to you. The two of you walk different paths. You are the Emperor Dao, and he is the Saint Dao. However, the combination of Emperor and Saint is the ruler and subject, Yin and Yang, Heaven and Earth … It might be of greater help to you."
"I understand the Common People and Country Brush. Thank you, Old Nie." Xuanyuan bowed and left the Six Paths of Reincarnation City.
He knew about the Common People and Country Brush, but he had comprehended the Fist of the Common People and Country, so he didn't think about it.
Very quickly, Xuanyuan landed in the Wang Family. Today, Wang Nidao trained every day, leading the Champion Guard. He chose the elites who were willing to join the Champion Guard from the various races in the Blue Dragon Sacred Land and trained them.
In order to become the Champion Guard, one had to go through an extremely strict test. It was no less than the Imperial Army. The Champion Marquis, Wang Nidao, was famous throughout the ages. It was once the strongest army in the human race.
It was precisely because of this that Wang Nidao never returned to the Wang Family. He spent all day outside, contacting the Sun Family, Shangguan Family, Wu Family, Zhuge Family, and Sima Family to carry out war drills to improve the soldiers' combat ability.
Almost all of them were fighting with real swords and spears. Fortunately, with the help of the Royal Healers, no matter how serious the injuries were, no one would die, which was a good thing.
Xuanyuan arrived at the Wang Family. At this moment, Wang Xianyi was chatting with many big figures in the Blue Dragon Sacred Land.
"Haha, Holy Lord Xuanyuan, welcome. Sorry for not going out to greet you." Wang Xianyi was the first to stand up. Because he had some understanding of the Divine Movement Dao Invisibility, he was able to detect it immediately.
Now that Xuanyuan's attainment in the Divine Movement Dao Invisibility was extremely high, even extraordinary experts would not be able to detect him.
"Hehe, I didn't expect everyone to be here. It seems that I have disturbed your discussion." Xuanyuan cupped his hands.
"Not at all, not at all. I'm finally able to see Sacred Lord Xuanyuan. Looks like Sacred Lord Xuanyuan's attainments in cultivation have become even more profound after not seeing you for so long." A Supreme Elder of the Talisman Tower smiled warmly.
"Time is of the essence. Actually, I came here to borrow something from the Wang Family." Xuanyuan looked at Wang Xianyi.
"Holy Lord Xuanyuan, please say it. As long as the Wang Family has it, we will definitely lend it to you." Wang Xianyi said.
"The Common People's State Brush." Xuanyuan said.
"Okay." Wang Xianyi materialized the Common People's State Brush in his hand. One could see the land of the Nine Prefectures engraved on the brush. The five grains were extremely abundant and prosperous. Apart from that, there were flowers, trees, fishes, insects, birds, beasts, humans, and other races. They were all vivid and lifelike.
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